"Ding-a-ling——"
As the bell for class ended at Nuoding Academy rang, Mo Hui walked out with a gloomy face, his heart heavy.
He truly hadn't expected that Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy would not have the so-called meditation method.
After the first cultural class, Mo Hui, full of anticipation, specifically asked the teacher. After learning that he was Mo Hen's nephew, the teacher's attitude was quite friendly. However, the teacher's answer sent a chill down his heart.
"Meditation method? Isn't that something that comes with awakening a martial soul? Are you asking about meditation experience? I do have some of that." The cultural class teacher asked, somewhat puzzled.
Subsequently, the cultural class teacher imparted some meditation experience to Mo Hui.
And it wasn't just one teacher like this; the answer from the martial soul class teacher in the second class was also very similar to that of the cultural class teacher.
"No wonder Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill is a top-tier cultivation technique even after tens of thousands of years. The development of this Douluo Continent is really..."
Thinking this, a bitter expression appeared on Mo Hui's face.
It was no wonder he felt this way; it was truly outrageous. A world where meditation was the primary means of increasing soul power actually didn't have a dedicated meditation method.
Based on this situation, even if those sects and families had systematic meditation methods, they probably wouldn't be too strong, and in all likelihood, they wouldn't be stronger than the meditation methods that came with advanced martial souls.
It was no wonder this world placed such importance on innate soul power and martial souls. It turned out it wasn't just because of the strength at the same level, but also because higher innate soul power and stronger martial souls came with stronger meditation methods.
"Whew~"
After a long while, Mo Hui let out a long breath and clenched his fists.
Since there was no ready-made meditation method, he would develop one himself, based on the Bobo Meditation Method, to create his own exclusive meditation method!
After making this decision, Mo Hui's previously depressed mood was swept away. Low level is fine, the lower the better, the lower the more obvious his advantage would be.
Returning to the dormitory, Mo Hui saw that his uncle, Mo Hen, was already waiting inside, while the other children in the dormitory were quietly silent, not daring to make a sound.
"Xiao Hui!"
Seeing Mo Hui return, Mo Hen quickly walked up, and said with some apology, "Sorry, Xiao Hui, I didn't complete what I promised you yesterday!"
"What you promised me?"
Mo Hui was slightly stunned, but then realized it should be about asking Yu Xiaogang for guidance.
Understanding this, Mo Hui immediately said to Mo Hen, "It's okay, Uncle Mo Hen. Even without that person teaching, I can still learn very well."
With or without Yu Xiaogang, he would follow his own ideas. Yu Xiaogang's role for him was at most to provide some early knowledge sources and avoid some wrong choices.
...
Time rewinds to a little while ago.
After class, Mo Hen took a gift and went to Yu Xiaogang's residence.
"Knock knock~~"
Mo Hen knocked on the door of Yu Xiaogang's residence. Not long after, with a 'click', a middle-aged man who looked around forty or fifty years old, with an ordinary appearance and a slightly thin build, opened the door. Who else could it be but Yu Xiaogang?
Yu Xiaogang saw Mo Hen outside the door, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Teacher Mo Hen, is there something you need?"
Although he knew Mo Hen, he wasn't very familiar with him and didn't know the purpose of Mo Hen's visit.
In fact, in Nuoding Academy, he wasn't very familiar with anyone except the dean, because he didn't do anything, got paid for nothing, and was extremely arrogant. Many teachers in the academy had an unfriendly attitude towards him, and it was common for them to ridicule this 'master' behind his back.
However, Yu Xiaogang still invited Mo Hen in, because Mo Hen was one of the few teachers in Nuoding Academy who didn't ridicule him behind his back.
"Master, to be honest, I have something to ask of you."
Mo Hen placed the gift in the corner, sat down at the table, and said.
"Oh? What is it?"
Yu Xiaogang asked with an unchanged expression.
He had expected this. After all, although he and Mo Hen weren't enemies, they didn't have much interaction. Now, suddenly visiting with a gift in hand, what else could it be but asking for help?
Seeing this, Mo Hen smiled slightly and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just that I have a nephew who also awakened an external beast martial soul similar to your Luo Sanpao. I want to ask you to teach him when you have time, and the teaching fee is up to you, Master."
"External beast martial soul?"
Hearing this, a sharp light seemed to shoot out from Yu Xiaogang's eyes, and he quickly pressed, "What martial soul is it, and how much innate soul power?"
If this Mo Hen's nephew had a similar external martial soul, and his martial soul power and innate soul power were not bad, wouldn't he be able to prove the correctness of his theory to the world by teaching him to become talented?
With such a disciple, let's see who dares to ridicule me behind my back, and who doesn't sincerely call me a master!
"It's a mutated sparrow martial soul, with three levels of innate soul power," Mo Hen replied with a smile.
Three levels of innate soul power is not high, but it's not low either. Among innate soul power, three levels of innate soul power is a threshold. It's basically difficult to break through to Soul Venerable with less than three levels of soul power. The Yu Xiaogang in front of him is the most typical example, stuck at level 29 soul power for twenty or thirty years.
"Only three levels?"
Hearing this, the sharp light in Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly converged, and he felt a little disappointed.
No matter how much he cultivates with three levels of innate soul power, at most he will be a Soul Sect, which is simply not enough to prove his theory. To prove his theory, he needs to at least teach a Soul Douluo, and even a Soul Douluo may not be enough; it has to be a Title Douluo.
Not to mention that the other party is a weak martial soul like a sparrow. It's questionable whether he can even reach Soul Sect, and even if he does, he might already be middle-aged by then, and he will be close to death.
Only powerful martial souls with innate soul power above level seven are likely to realize his ambitions.
No! Innate soul power of level seven may not be enough. After all, he is already over forty years old and doesn't have much time. To see his theory recognized in his lifetime, he needs at least a genius with innate soul power of eight or nine levels, preferably with full innate soul power!
Finally, Yu Xiaogang concluded that teaching the other party was a pure waste of time and had no meaning for him.
"Sorry, I'm currently researching a topic and don't have much time to teach your nephew. Please leave."
Thinking this, Yu Xiaogang directly refused Mo Hen's request, and while speaking, he also got up and made a gesture to see him out.
"Yu Xiaogang, you..."
Mo Hen's expression changed. He didn't expect Yu Xiaogang, who had been talking well, to suddenly turn hostile.
"Please leave, don't disturb my research."
Yu Xiaogang still said coldly.
"Hmph!"
Seeing this situation, Mo Hen snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeves.
As for the gift he gave, he would just consider it feeding the dogs.
Yu Xiaogang naturally noticed the change in Mo Hen's attitude, but he didn't take it to heart.
He was the son of the Sect Master of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, the former boyfriend of the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, Bibi Dong, the wisdom corner of the Golden Iron Triangle, and a world-renowned martial soul theory master. Why would he care about the opinion of a small teacher in a junior soul master academy in a remote small town?
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