Douluo Zhiwu's Wuhun can control time

When Xinghe came back to his senses, Bibi Dong had already taken him back to his residence.

Bibi Dong actually kissed him like this

Unexpected

Caught off guard

This sudden kiss made Xinghe stunned, as if his soul was out of body, and his mind went blank.

"The teacher really kissed me, am I not dreaming?"

Xinghe's first thought was to doubt the possibility of the truth.After confirming that the matter was true, Xinghe's little face showed an intoxicated expression of a dream come true.

"Queen Bibi Dong really kissed me, and my wish came true. I will never forget that cool touch in my life."

Then I started to regret it.

"But apart from the cold feeling, there seems to be no other feeling. Oh, I am such a fool. I was in a daze when the teacher kissed me. Isn't this the same virtue as Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit? Also, in my words It was obviously a kiss on the lips, why did it turn into a kiss on the forehead? Is it because I didn’t explain clearly?”

The more Xinghe thought about it, the more he regretted it. In the end, he was so angry that he hit himself on the head hard.

Bibi Dong could naturally hear the crisp knocking sound of "ta". She turned around, saw Xinghe's frustrated expression, and smiled.

"Why, I regret not asking for the soul bone."

She shook her head: "It's a pity, there's no point regretting it now."

"I regret it. I regret that I was in a daze when the teacher kissed me just now, and I didn't feel the reward that the teacher gave me."

Xinghe nodded, then looked at Bibi Dong with expectant eyes and said, "Teacher, can you reward me again?"

"what"

Xinghe's unusual answer really surprised Bibi Dong, and she was slightly stunned.

After reacting, Bibi Dong glared at Xinghe, then flicked his forehead with her bent fingers and said:

"No, the reward is only once."

"Ouch, it hurts"

Xinghe covered his head in pain.

This little guy in front of me would rather give up five soul bones to kiss him. Bibi Dong couldn't help shaking her head and smiled, and then said:

"If you still want a reward, wait until next time, or exchange it with five soul bones. Of course, when you reach level [-], you can also add five soul rings to yourself."

"Five soul bones, five soul rings"

After Xinghe groaned twice, he said with a depressed look: "But I don't want to hunt the soul beast."

"Then you have to wait until next time." Bibi Dong poked Xinghe's forehead.

"Next time, when will there be another time?"

"Um"

After hearing this, Bibi Dong thought for a while and said to Xinghe: "When you become a Titled Douluo. Okay, Teacher, I have something else to do. From now on, you can practice alone."

"Yeah." Xinghe nodded.

Looking at Bibi Dong's leaving figure, Xinghe thought to himself:

"Tiled Douluo, it doesn't seem that difficult. I advanced to a level after meditating three times, one night at a time. It takes three days to reach level one, and I'm still short of level 79, which is 230. Holy shit, seven days. That's almost half a year. This is too much. "Slow down"

Xinghe complained in a low voice, quickly returned to his room, and began to meditate.

However, things seemed to be worse than he calculated. About two hours later, Xinghe stopped meditating. He looked at his hands and said doubtfully:

"There's no reason. Two hours is already half a day. How come my soul power has grown so much? If it goes on like this for years and months, it will only take me a year and a month to achieve the title of Douluo. This situation is obviously wrong."

He simply made something to eat, and then went into meditation again without stopping.

"Anyway, we can't break through the big-level Heavenly Immortal Art for the time being. Let's figure out the slow growth of soul power first."

That's it, three days later.

Bibi Dong once again went to the Pope's Palace to handle matters early in the morning and opened the door of Xinghe's room. Just like the previous two days, Xinghe had already entered a meditative state.

"This little guy"

A helpless smile appeared on Bibi Dong's face. After shaking her head, she did not choose to disturb him, but opened the door lightly and left quietly.

And Xinghe finally figured everything out after three consecutive days of hard thinking, meditation and practice.

"It turns out that when I use the great Heavenly Immortal Art to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, the soul power in my body will also grow slightly, but this growth is too slow, right? It's level one in half a year."

Xinghe walked slowly on the way to the Soul Fighting Arena, his little face full of depression.

Although the soul power in his body increases much faster when he meditates attentively, he still has to go a long way to become a titled Douluo. Xinghe conservatively estimates that it will take about ten years. When he concentrates on meditation and does not practice the great immortal arts.

"Ten years is still too long. Is there any way to speed up the growth of soul power?"

Xinghe frowned and thought as he stepped into the spirit fighting arena.

As a disciple of Pope Bibi Dong, he also made a big splash in the Soul Fighting Arena three days ago. Xinghe is also somewhat famous in the Soul Fighting Palace, so he walked through the Soul Fighting Arena all the way, and there were many things to do in the arena. Everyone who did it looked at him with attention.

"Did you see it's him? It's this evil pen. You haven't come to the Soul Fighting Arena in the past two days, so you don't know that this evil pen was rewarded by the Pope two days ago and gave him five soul bones."

"You mean soul bones or five pieces? Are you kidding me? How is this possible?"

A shocked expression appeared on the man's face, and he asked four questions in succession.

"If you don't believe it, you can ask other people later. I'm telling you, it's even more impossible later. You know the Pope gave him five soul bones and he actually refused. Do you dare to believe it?"

The man's face was even more shocked.

"Why don't you give him five soul bones?"

"Hey, you can't believe it, just for a kiss from the Pope. Tell me, is he a bad person?"

"Sha Bi, it is indeed Sha Bi. But if possible, I would also like to become a Sha Bi like him."

"Yeah." The person who asked the question was a little confused when he heard such an answer. He asked with great confusion: "Why?"

"Of course it's because you're not even as good as a pen, you big pen." Xinghe answered for the man.

"Xinghe, you were so far away from me just now. I spoke very quietly. How could you hear me?"

"I have clairvoyance, so I don't accept it."

Xinghe pointed to his ear, with a cruel smile on his face, and relaxed his muscles as he walked:

"I asked why I came to the Soul Fighting Arena these past two days. Everyone here looked at me like I was an idiot. It turns out it was you, the bastard, who was saying bad things about me behind my back. Zhang Chuwu, are you tired of living here?"

"Hey, tell me what you have to say. It's not good to hit people."

Zhang Chuwu stretched out his hands to signal to stop, and stepped back as he spoke.

"It's not good to hit someone, right? I'm going to hit you today."

Xinghe snorted coldly, released his soul power, and the Wuhun Star Sword appeared in his hand, shining with white light.

Zhang Chuwu had seen Xinghe's move with obvious power, and hurriedly said:

"Brother, can I call you big brother? Let's go back to the trouble. Don't do anything serious. If you strike with the sword, I will either die or be injured."

"Don't be serious, that's fine."

Xinghe nodded when he heard Zhang Chuwu's words, raised his sword and said:

"Let's go to No. 13 Soul Fighting Arena. I want to practice the Six Meridians Divine Sword."