Just as Qingmu's heart was pounding, a maid walked towards Qingmu.
After coming to Qing Mu's side, he bowed slightly and said, "Master, dinner is ready. Madam urged you to come and eat."
"Okay, I'll be right there."
Qing Mu put down Bulbasaur and went to the banquet hall in the castle with Bulbasaur.
At this time, Qingmu's parents had also arrived. After some pre-meal etiquette, Qingmu immediately cut a piece of steak, put it in his mouth, and began to taste it.
At this time, Qing Mu suddenly thought of something, can Bulbasaur eat food?
Then, Qingmu picked up the Bulbasaur on the ground, put it on his lap, and pointed at the dinner in front of him and said to Bulbasaur: "Bulbasaur, do you want to eat it?"
After seeing Qing Mu's actions, Qing Tianfeng and Xu Yao looked at each other and saw smiles in their eyes.
Qing Tianfeng chuckled and said, "My silly son, how could a martial spirit possibly eat? Wouldn't that make it almost like a spirit beast?"
"Yes, son, even if your Bulbasaur has intelligence, I think it would not be able to do such a thing." Xu Yao also agreed with a smile.
However, what happened next surprised them.
After taking a quick look around, Bulbasaur stretched out a vine, quickly grabbed an apple, brought it to its mouth, and began to eat it in big mouthfuls.
"The spirit is actually eating!"
Xu Yao was so surprised that she covered her mouth lightly, her eyes full of confusion.
A martial spirit eating is simply unheard of!
Qing Tianfeng was worthy of being the head of the family. After being shocked for a moment, he immediately ordered his servants to get some more fruits and place them in front of Bulbasaur.
Naturally, Bulbasaur's eyes lit up at this, and then he started eating with big mouthfuls.
"Mu'er, there's something we want to ask for your opinion on."
As dinner was coming to an end, Qing Tianfeng suddenly spoke.
Qing Mu looked at Qing Tianfeng and asked tentatively, "Is it about school?"
"That's right!"
Qing Tianfeng nodded and said, "Do you want to go to the Junior Soul Master Academy? Although we can teach you the basics, and theoretically you don't have to go to the Junior Soul Master Academy, there are many people your age in the academy. You can make friends with them and build up your network."
Hearing this, Qing Mu pondered for a moment, but still shook his head and said, "Forget it, Dad. I won't go to the Junior Soul Master Academy. I believe your teaching is better than the Junior Soul Master Academy. I will go directly to the Intermediate Soul Master Academy when the time comes."
"Since it's your decision, Mu'er, we as parents will naturally support it."
Qing Tianfeng smiled.
The teachers in the Junior Soul Master Academy are generally at the level of Great Soul Masters, and most of them have little experience in actual combat. Qing Tianfeng naturally would not think that the other party's teaching is better than himself and his wife.
The reason for raising this question was mainly to let Qingmu get along with people of the same age, but since Qingmu was unwilling, they naturally would not force him.
In Qingmu's room, Qingmu took back the Bulbasaur and began his first meditation.
There is no real meditation method in Douluo Continent now. The so-called meditation is to rely on the martial soul instinct to absorb the free energy around, and the strength of the martial soul and the innate soul power determine the efficiency of meditation.
The so-called mimicry training field increases the concentration and adaptability of the surrounding energy, making it easier for soul masters to absorb it, thus achieving twice the result with half the effort.
The next morning, the orange-red sun rose from the horizon, and Qingmu stopped meditating.
"Huh~ I didn't expect meditation to be so exhausting. No wonder those spirit masters don't have the habit of practicing all night long."
Qing Mu let out a long breath and rubbed his temples.
After a night of meditation, Qingmu felt extremely tired, which shows the mental exhaustion of meditation practice.
This is the case when Qingmu is a time traveler and his soul is naturally stronger than that of ordinary people. If an ordinary person wants to reach Qingmu's level, it is probably only possible if he becomes a great soul master.
However, after this battle, Qing Mu also saw the cruel reality of Douluo Continent.
In the case that they cannot spend more time practicing, as long as the family members are not complete idiots who do not practice at all, it is almost impossible for ordinary people to change their fate through hard work.
Because, unless you are someone with a naturally strong soul like Qing Mu, you don't even have the qualifications to work hard!
Then, Qing Mu frowned and said, "According to my current training speed, it will take about two years to reach level ten. It seems that I have to find a mimicry training ground suitable for Bulbasaur, otherwise this speed is a bit slow."
A top-level mimetic training field can increase the training speed by 50%, but with the current financial resources of the Qingmu family, they certainly cannot afford to build a top-level mimetic training field. That is something that only large forces and wealthy advanced soul master academies are capable of doing.
Therefore, Qing Mu had only two choices. Either he could practice in the grassy garden of his home and use his mother Xu Yao's primary mimicry training ground as a base, or he could go to the wild and find a place suitable for Bulbasaur to practice.
However, Qing Mu was not in a hurry about this. He was not like those ordinary protagonists. As long as he made a request, Qing Tianfeng and Xu Yao would help him arrange everything under reasonable circumstances.
Then, Qing Mu got up, had breakfast, walked out of the castle and headed towards the lawn in the garden.
However, as soon as he went out, Qing Mu found something wrong. His speed seemed to be much faster than before.
But he didn't use his soul power to enhance his body?
Wait! Could it be...
Suddenly, Qing Mu thought of a possibility and immediately summoned Bulbasaur.
Suddenly, Qing Mu saw a scene. Under the sunlight, the seeds on Bulbasaur looked full of vitality, and even emitted a faint light.
At the same time, Qing Mu also sensed a wonderful change in his body.
"Dana~"
Seeing Qingmu in a daze, Bulbasaur used its little claws to pull at Qingmu's trouser leg, as if it was a little worried about Qingmu.
Sensing the movement on his legs, Qingmu came back to his senses from the shock and said to Bulbasaur with a smile: "Bulbasaur, how about we have a race to see who reaches that stone pavilion first?"
"Dana, dana~"
Bulbasaur nodded slightly, and then at Qingmu's command, ran towards the stone pavilion in the distance with Qingmu.
Although they started at the same time, Bulbasaur's running speed was obviously much faster than Qingmu, and in the end, as expected, Bulbasaur won the race.
However, Qingmu, who lost, was not at all depressed, because through this competition Qingmu confirmed one thing.
That is, the characteristic of Bulbasaur is a rare hidden characteristic, chlorophyll!