Douluo Continent: Pill-based Martial Soul? Even a Golden Core is still a pill!

After glancing at the half-open master bedroom door and hesitating for a moment, Ye Tian still went inside.

The fragrance of agarwood lingers in the air, subtle and refreshing.

Ye Tian's tense nerves began to relax again. He calmly glanced at the tea table, sofa, dressing table, and soft couch around him. The layout was simple, but the materials were luxurious, showing that he was still very wealthy!

"Here, take a look at this."

Hearing Bibi Dong's voice, Ye Tian remained silent. He followed her instructions and went to the bedside, looking at the woman sitting in front of him.

Somewhat curiously, he reached out and took the small notebook that Bibi Dong handed him.

"Mimetic meditation?"

Ye Tian glanced at the words on the cover and was immediately intrigued. Without needing Bibi Dong to say anything more, he quickly flipped through the pages.

Dark eyes gleaming

Ye Tian was no stranger to meditation. As a young man from the Daoist school, he would meditate for half an hour every night before going to bed, a habit he has maintained to this day.

He had also come into contact with meditation techniques that could cultivate soul power.

And they've practiced it very well.

Wuhun City is, after all, the holy land of all soul masters in the world.

The school run by the orphanage not only teaches reading and writing, but also the simplest meditation techniques.

The meditation method given by Bibi Dong was clearly top-tier.

Less than half an hour.

Ye Tian closed the notebook and handed it back to Bibi Dong, who was looking on in surprise.

"Ok?"

Bibi Dong frowned.

"can't read?"

"No, I've already learned it."

Ye Tian shook his head, his face beaming with confidence.

"..."

Bibi Dong looked at Ye Tian and frowned.

If Ye Tian had answered that he remembered, Bibi Dong would have believed him. But he answered that he had learned it—was that even possible?

This meditation method cannot be mastered overnight!

Even she, after many days of practice, barely grasped the basics and only achieved mastery after three months. She constructed a demonic abyss covered in cobwebs within her spiritual world.

"you sure?"

Bibi Dong stared at Ye Tian and asked again.

"of course."

Ye Tian said with certainty.

This meditation method can be said to be tailor-made for him and his martial spirit!

"Ah"

Bibi Dong gave a disdainful sneer, snatched the small notebook back, glanced at the foot of the bed, and ordered:

"Then sit down and begin your cultivation."

"it is good."

Ye Tian had been eager to try for a long time.

Regardless of whose bed it was, he took off his shoes, climbed up, and sat down cross-legged.

The movements were extremely skillful.

Ye Tian slowly closed his eyes, relaxed his arms and let them hang naturally, his two small hands overlapping at his dantian.

Embracing the Elixir to See the Gods

Seeing Ye Tian's seasoned experience, Bibi Dong was slightly surprised, but still remained disdainful.

It's all show and no substance.

The key to mimicry meditation lies not in these superficial aspects.

Ye Tian gradually cleared his mind.

He activated his Martial Soul and slowly immersed himself in this first cultivation session.

A flawless, translucent pill appeared in Ye Tian's clasped palms. A thin, white mist, like auspicious clouds, drifted out and swirled around Ye Tian, ​​filling the entire room with a faint medicinal fragrance.

Tranquility leads to far-reaching goals; calming the mind reduces restlessness; focusing the spirit dispels anger.

Upon smelling the fragrance of the elixir, Bibi Dong felt the pent-up frustration in her chest slowly dissipate, her breathing became easier, and her body felt lighter.

This was the key reason why she decided to take on a disciple.

This is also the role that Ye Tian can play right now.

One breath in, one breath out.

A few breaths.

Ye Tian found the most comfortable breathing frequency, his breaths long, steady, and light.

Bibi Dong, who was carefully smelling the fragrance of the pills, frowned slightly, then suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared in disbelief at Ye Tian, ​​whose fragrance was growing stronger.

How can this be? !

This kid, he's actually already mastered the basics?!

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Ye Tian had no idea how interesting Bibi Dong's expression was right now.

He was completely immersed in cultivation.

Inextricable.

The concept of mimicry is not particularly sophisticated in the world of Soul Masters. Most advanced academies have various mimicry training facilities.

They can even be found everywhere in nature.

Mimicry training involves placing a Soul Master in a natural or elemental environment that corresponds to their Martial Soul for training. Environments such as volcanoes, ice fields, or even kitchens can significantly improve a Soul Master's Soul Power training efficiency and Martial Soul compatibility.

The mimicry meditation method that Bibi Dong gave to Ye Tian requires the Soul Master to transfer the external mimicry environment into his own body.

On a spiritual level, a simulated cultivation environment is built that perfectly suits oneself.

To achieve a level of immersion that makes you feel like you're actually there.

This way.

No matter when or where you cultivate, you can enjoy the benefits of the simulated environment!

This mimicry meditation method is absolutely top-notch!

The difficulty is naturally very high.

Creating a simulated spiritual space requires attention to detail, while maintaining this space demands absolute focus.

The slightest distraction will lead to complete collapse.

Normally, it takes millions of practice sessions to truly master it.

It is precisely because of this.

Only Bibi Dong would sneer and show disdain.

But how could Bibi Dong know how destined Ye Tian was for elixirs?

meditation?

As a half-Taoist priest, Ye Tian, ​​the alchemist, had already almost maxed out this skill.

As for elixirs, alchemy furnaces, and alchemy rooms

He knew everything about alchemy, including the alchemy process and everything related to pills!

Alchemy

That was his greatest passion, and he had studied it countless times.

To be able to recreate those scenes in one's mind is as easy as eating, drinking, or going home; it's no exaggeration to say it comes naturally!

This is also the source of Ye Tian's confidence that this mimicry meditation method was tailor-made for him.

Just a few breaths.

Ye Tian felt as if he had returned to the days when he was obsessed with alchemy. The air was filled with the fragrance of pills, and the fire in the furnace was sometimes gentle and sometimes violent!

following.

The fragrance of the pills emanating from Ye Tian became several times stronger.

The white mist surrounding him thickened and began to rotate faster.

"It's done! It's a great success!"

Bibi Dong's lips parted slightly as she murmured in shock.

How is this possible? !

This kid, this kid actually mastered the mimicry meditation technique in just a few breaths after sitting down cross-legged?

What kind of monster is this guy?

Bibi Dong had never heard of anyone being able to do this!

But the facts were right in front of her.

It horrified her, made her feel somewhat defeated, and even made her face feel a burning pain.

"..."

Bibi Dong took a deep breath, inhaling the rich fragrance of the pills, and gazed intently at Ye Tian, ​​who was sitting cross-legged at the foot of the bed. She quickly adjusted her mindset.

Sit cross-legged at the head of the bed.

Bathed in the fragrance of pills emanating from Ye Tian's body, he began to meditate and cultivate.

As expected, I am no longer bothered by the murderous aura!

The weariness between Bibi Dong's brows and eyes was gradually soothed by the thin white mist.

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The summit of the central sacred mountain.

Behind the Douluo Palace, which faces the blazing sun, stands an even smaller palace.

It is named the Offering Hall.

The true strength of the Spirit Hall lies in the reclusive presence of several Super Douluo, or even Peerless Douluo, who are above level 95.

In the empty hall.

Qian Renxue was holding a small bow and arrow, aiming at the Radiant Douluo playing around in the air like a mischievous child, the wound on her forehead already fully healed.

A golden light suddenly appeared.

Qian Renxue couldn't help but squint her eyes, but immediately smiled again. The hall was filled with the clear, joyful sound of silver bells.

"grandfather!"

Qian Renxue stared intently, immediately dropping the bow and arrow she had prepared. She ran towards Qian Daoliu, the only elder in the Douluo Hall who was usually qualified to clean the hall.

"Little Snow."