Douluo: My Wuhun Tetanus Blade

Chapter 34
"Boy, you touch your own conscience. Does it really not hurt when you say this?"

Porcupine Douluo's small eyes stared wide open.

conscience?

What is conscience, can it be eaten, how much is it per catty?
"Your thoughts are too nasty, how old are we?" Wang Mo gave him a contemptuous look, and then said righteously.

"I, Wang Mo, only have cultivation in my heart. Women and the like will only affect the speed at which I draw my sword."

That unshakable look of heroism and dry cloud doesn't look like acting at all.

Dolphin Douluo touched his chin and nodded, agreeing.

"Indeed, in the Douluo Continent we respect the strong, as long as the cultivation base is up, what kind of woman do you want?"

"Snatch it if you can't get it, steal it if you can't get it, whether she likes it or not, although the twisted melon is not sweet, it will quench your thirst anyway."

After speaking, Dolphin Douluo turned his head and looked around, eh, where is he?

Sense let go.

The guy who was just saying that women would only affect his speed of drawing a knife was now holding a certain girl's little hand and running towards the front yard quickly.

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and Porpoise Douluo looked up at the sky.

Has this kid always talked like farting like this?
Wang Mo didn't care what Porpoise Douluo would think. At this time, he had brought Ye Lingling to the Library Pavilion in the front yard of the Prince's Mansion.

Push open the door.

The sun shines into the pavilion, illuminating rows of neatly arranged bookshelves.

There is no so-called book fragrance, but the strong smell of pen and ink is quite strong, mixed with a little sandalwood fragrance.

"How is it, not bad?"

Looking back at Ye Lingling who was standing there quietly, Wang Mo smiled. "The collection of books in the college library is far less than one-tenth of what is here. From the soul master's practice notes to the title Douluo's cultivation insights, from folk tales to mainland secrets, almost everything is collected here."

Looking at the huge library with almost a thousand square meters in front of her, Ye Lingling was once again overwhelmed by the things in the Prince's Mansion.

This... this is too much!

"Actually, that's it. There are not many things that are really useful."

Seeing her eyes full of shock, Wang Mo smiled and pulled her to a row of bookshelves on the first floor. "The ones stored on the first floor are mostly cultivation techniques, but most of them are useless, and the ones on this bookshelf are barely readable."

Cultivation?

Ye Lingling raised her eyes to look at him, then looked down at the bookshelf in front of her. There were about a dozen wooden boxes on it, and each wooden box was marked with what it was.

At a glance.

"Baihu Tiangang Jue", "Blue Dragon Fury and Thunder Rectification", "Nine Apertures Controlling Heart", "Battle Sword Code", "Holy Light Prayer Technique".
The small mouth opened slightly, and Ye Lingling froze in place. If I remember correctly, the exercises corresponding to these names are basically the methods inherited by the direct line of the world's top forces.

"Just look at it, it's useless."

Leading her to continue upstairs, Wang Mo explained. "The more top-notch the technique, the more stringent the conditions required for cultivation. Only with the corresponding Martial Soul can one cultivate with twice the result with half the effort."

"It's like the kind of exercises that are suitable for most people to practice, but they are actually mediocre and ordinary things. They have neither characteristics nor specialties, because they are basically suitable for everyone."

Following behind him with her head down, Ye Lingling pursed her lips while listening to Wang Mo's boastful talk.

Of course she knew that the exercises should not be practiced indiscriminately, her mother had already told her about it when she was teaching her Jiutianxuan Xinjue.

What surprised her was why there were the inherited exercises of the royal family of the Star Luo Empire here?

Not only that, but also the Qibao Glazed Tile School, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex family, and even the family secret skills of the former pope of Wuhundian!

Thinking of Wang Mo's two battles in the academy that ended in crushing, Ye Lingling bit her lip and couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Then what kind of exercises are you practicing?"

To be able to exert such strength, it should be a very powerful inheritance method.

"I?"

Smiling slightly, Wang Mo said proudly. "I didn't practice any exercises."

"what?"

Ye Lingling was stunned, as if she did not expect to hear such an answer.

Smiling, he led her directly to the third floor, Wang Mo explained. "Because the old man with blood said, oh, that old man with a waist thicker than a water tank said that if a person wants to reach the peak, the skills he practices must be very suitable for himself, and it is best to create it himself. skills."

"The exercises of the predecessors are good, but they are also limited. It is difficult for future generations to practice better than blue."

Ye Lingling seemed to understand but didn't understand, and asked weakly. "Then did you create it?"

Looking back at her, Wang Mo showed an awkward yet polite smile on his face. He didn't say anything, but he seemed to have said everything.

At least after seeing his expression, Ye Lingling immediately understood what he wanted to express.

A trace of annoyance flashed across his big eyes for an instant.

"I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Wang Mo didn't take it seriously, "Although he didn't practice any exercises, the old man said that when the martial soul awakened, the first ray of spiritual energy from the outside world poured into his body, which was the most suitable prototype of his own cultivation techniques. .”

"I have been practicing according to this all the time, and you have seen it, the effect is not bad."

Not only is it okay.

In less than a year, he raised his cultivation base by a large level. Although the early stage promotion was indeed relatively fast, and Wang Mo practiced very hard, but this cultivation base promotion speed is far behind the soul masters of the same age.

"arrive."

Leaving Ye Lingling to wait in place, Wang Mo followed his memory to a certain bookshelf on the third floor, found an ancient animal skin book called Secrets of Douluo Mountains and Seas, and threw it to Ye Lingling.

"Hey, let's see."

She glanced at him suspiciously. Ye Lingling didn't understand what he wanted to do, so she brought her to this book library inexplicably, and then threw her a book for her to read without saying anything.

What are you looking at!

Seeing that Wang Mo didn't say anything, she could only find the answer in the book.

Turning to the first page, what is recorded in it seems to be something from ancient times. At that time, the dragon clan ruled the mainland, and human beings struggled to survive in the cracks. Even at that time, there were no soul masters.

In the next few pages, it is about a young man who suddenly awakens his martial soul when he is on the verge of death in order to survive, and then rises from the killing.

The young man who accidentally awakened his martial soul not only possessed great strength, but even gained the power to awaken the martial soul for others.

The young man was very pleasantly surprised. After awakening his martial soul for his companion, a race war gradually started to overthrow the rule of the dragon clan.

After more than a dozen pages, the boy led a group of humans to fight around, rescuing the people who were being used as food by the dragons, and at the same time, his own power was constantly growing.

Watching the young man go from the first ring to the third ring, then to the seventh ring, and then to the ninth ring, the people around him also increased from those holding hammers at the beginning to those with wings, sickles, and tridents
Then Ye Lingling's small hand holding the ancient book trembled slightly, because when the next page was turned, a woman holding crabapple flowers appeared beside the man who had grown from a boy to a young man.

(End of this chapter)