Douluo: My Spirit Pidgeot

Chapter 6: No Meditation Method

"Jingle Bell--"

As the bell rang for the end of get out of class at Notting College, Mo Hui walked out with a gloomy face and a heavy mood.

He really didn't expect that the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy didn't have the so-called meditation method.

After the first cultural class, Mo Hui went to ask the teacher with great anticipation. After learning that he was Mo Hen's nephew, the teacher's attitude was quite friendly. However, the teacher's answer made him feel cold.

"Meditation, isn't that something that comes with awakening the martial soul? You should be asking about the experience of meditation, right? I have some experience in this." The cultural course teacher asked with some doubt.

Afterwards, the cultural teacher taught Mo Hui some meditation experience.

And it wasn't just one teacher who said this. The answer given by the teacher of the second martial arts class was almost the same as that given by the teacher of the cultural class.

"No wonder Tang San's Xuan Tian Gong is still a top-level cultivation technique even after tens of thousands of years. The development of Douluo Continent is really..."

Thinking of this, a hint of bitterness appeared on Mo Hui's face.

It's no wonder he's like this. It's really outrageous that a world where meditation is the main means of improving soul power doesn't actually have a special meditation method.

Judging from this situation, even if those sects and families have a systematic meditation method, it is estimated that it will not be too strong, and it is very likely that it will not be stronger than the meditation method that comes with high-level martial spirits.

It is no wonder that this world values ​​innate soul power and martial soul so much. It turns out that it is not only because of the same level of strength, but also because the meditation method that comes with high innate soul power and strong martial soul is also stronger.

"Whoo~"

After a long time, Mo Hui let out a long breath and clenched his fists.

Since there is no ready-made meditation method, develop your own method based on the Bobo meditation method!

After making this decision, Mo Hui's originally depressed mood was swept away. It doesn't matter if the level is low, the lower the better, and the lower his advantage will be more obvious.

When he returned to the dormitory, Mo Hui saw that his uncle Mo Hen was already waiting inside, while the other children in the dormitory were quiet and did not dare to make a sound.

"Xiaohui!"

Seeing Mo Hui coming back, Mo Hen hurriedly walked up to him and said apologetically: "Sorry, Xiaohui, I didn't finish what I promised you yesterday!"

"What did you promise me?"

Mo Hui was slightly stunned, but then realized that he should ask Yu Xiaogang for advice.

After figuring this out, Mo Hui said to Mo Hen, "It's okay, Uncle Mo Hen. Even without that person teaching me, I can still learn well."

Whether Yu Xiaogang is there or not, he will follow his own ideas. The role Yu Xiaogang plays for him is at most to improve some of his early knowledge sources and avoid some wrong options.

……

Let’s go back to not long ago.

After class, Mo Hen went to Yu Xiaogang's residence with gifts.

"dong dong~~"

Mo Hen knocked on the door of Yu Xiaogang's residence. Not long after, with a "click", a middle-aged man who was about forty or fifty years old, with ordinary looks and a thin figure opened the door. If it wasn't Yu Xiaogang, then who else could it be?

Yu Xiaogang saw Mo Hen outside the door, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Teacher Mo Hen, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Although he knew Mo Hen, he was not very familiar with him and did not know the purpose of Mo Hen's visit.

In reality, he was relatively unknown to anyone at Notting Academy besides the dean. Because he was neither dedicated nor selfless, drawing salary without any effort, and possessing a certain arrogance, many teachers at the academy were hostile to him, often mocking the "master" behind his back. However, Yu Xiaogang still invited Mo Hen in, as he was one of the few teachers at Notting Academy who didn't mock him behind his back.

"Master, to be honest, I have something to ask of you."

After Mo Hen put the gift in the corner, he sat at the table and spoke.

"Oh? What is it?"

Yu Xiaogang asked without changing his expression.

He had expected this. After all, although he and Mo Hen had no grudges, they also had little interaction. Now he suddenly came to his house with gifts in his hands. What else could it be except asking for a favor?
Seeing this, Mo Hen smiled slightly and said, "It's not a big deal. I just have a nephew who has awakened a separate beast spirit similar to your Luo Sanpao. I would like to ask you to teach him when you are free. The cost of the teaching is up to you, Master."

"Separated beast spirit?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's eyes seemed to shoot out a sharp light, and he hurriedly asked: "What kind of martial soul is it, and how much innate soul power is it?"

With the same out-of-body martial soul, if Mo Hen's nephew's martial soul power and innate soul power are good, and he teaches him to become a talented person, wouldn't it be possible to prove to the world the correctness of his theory?

With such a disciple, I will see who dares to laugh at me behind my back and who does not sincerely call me Master!
"It's some kind of mutated sparrow martial soul, with innate soul power at level three." Mo Hen replied with a smile.

The third level of innate soul power is not high, but it is not low either. Among the innate soul powers, the third level of innate soul power is considered a threshold. It is basically difficult to break through to the Soul Master level if the soul power is lower than the third level. Yu Xiaogang in front of him is the most typical example. He has been stuck at the 29th level of soul power for two or three decades.

"Only level three?"

Hearing this, the gleam in Yu Xiaogang's eyes instantly faded, and he felt a little lost inside.

No matter how he cultivates the third level of innate soul power, he can only be a Soul Master at best, and he cannot prove his theory at all. If he wants to prove his theory, he needs to at least teach a Soul Douluo. Even a Soul Douluo is not enough, he needs a Titled Douluo.

Not to mention that the other party has a weak martial soul like Sparrow. It is even questionable whether he can reach the Soul Sect. Even if he can, he may be middle-aged, and by then he will be almost dead of old age.

Only a powerful martial soul with an innate soul power of level seven or above can realize his ambitions.

No! Even level seven innate soul power might not be enough. After all, he was already in his forties and time was running out. If he wanted to see his theory recognized in his lifetime, he would need a genius with level eight or nine innate soul power, preferably full innate soul power!
In the end, Yu Xiaogang came to the conclusion that teaching the other party was a waste of time and meaningless to him.

"I'm sorry, I'm currently researching a topic and don't have much time to teach your nephew. Please go back."

After thinking about this, Yu Xiaogang directly rejected Mo Hen's request. As he spoke, he stood up and made a gesture to see the guest off.

"Yu Xiaogang, you..."

Mo Hen's face changed. He didn't expect that Yu Xiaogang, with whom he was chatting happily, would suddenly turn hostile.

"Please leave and don't disturb my research."

Yu Xiaogang still spoke in a cold voice.

"Humph!"

Seeing this, Mo Hen snorted coldly and left with a flick of his sleeves.

As for the gift given, just treat it as feeding the dog.

Yu Xiaogang naturally noticed the change in Mo Hen's attitude, but he didn't take it to heart.

He is the son of the leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, the ex-boyfriend of the current Pope Bibi Dong of the Spirit Hall, the wise corner of the golden iron triangle, and a world-renowned master of spirit theory. How could he care about the opinions of a young teacher at the Junior Spirit Master Academy in a small border town?

(End of this chapter)