Douluo: Martial Spirit Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

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"How...did you do that?"

Qian Renxue was a little confused.

It's ok that he didn't meditate, it was just the highest level of concentration, but he was even distracted by talking to her, is this called meditation?

"Talent." Xuan Ming said.

"What talent?" Qian Renxue asked puzzledly.

She had never heard of such a talent.

"You don't mean to do two things at once?" Qian Renxue said.

"There is no such thing as multitasking in meditation. You have to be fully present and focused."

"I have two thoughts." Xuan Ming said.

Qian Renxue was stunned, "Two thoughts?"

"Just think of it as my beast spirit mutating, causing me to become schizophrenic." Xuan Ming said.

A normal person only has one thought, so he cannot do other things while meditating.

Meditation will be interrupted if there is even the slightest distracting thought.

But he had two thoughts, and in theory, he could concentrate on two completely unrelated things at the same time.

For example, you can concentrate on meditation while talking to someone.

He could even fight with others while concentrating on meditation and recovery.

It was like draining and adding water to a swimming pool at the same time, except that the speed at which he was adding water was far slower than the speed at which he was draining water.

However, with this ability, if the two are evenly matched, his endurance will definitely be longer than that of his opponent.

"Schizophrenia..." Qian Renxue's expression looked a little unnatural.

"Haven't you only started practicing for a few months? Can you control two thoughts at the same time?"

Controlling two thoughts at the same time, it sounds like it is definitely more difficult than trying to do two things at once.

A person who has just started practicing may not even have a complete understanding of the operation of soul power, so where would he find the time to study this?

"The Pope taught me." Xuan Ming said.

Bibi Dong can do two things at the same time, which is similar in principle to his two ideas.

Following the method Bibi Dong taught him, he tried to control the two thoughts and barely succeeded, but the efficiency was not high and there was an obvious relationship of primary and secondary.

When he was concentrating on meditating with one thought, he could only do simple things with the other thought, and he couldn't even think too much, otherwise it would interfere with his meditation.

This is not only a question of proficiency, but also a question of mental strength.

"Pope..." Qian Renxue frowned slightly.

"Are you trying to say that she has ill intentions towards me again?" Xuan Ming opened his eyes and stopped practicing.

"She had ill intentions towards me. She helped me when she should and when she shouldn't."

"She gave what she should and shouldn't have given."

"Even if she was just trying to win people over and had ulterior motives, at least she was really trying to win me over and gave me what I needed."

"And you?"

"I know what you're going to say. I'm still young and I don't understand. It doesn't mean that anyone who gives me candy is good to me. Maybe the candy is poisonous and I'll die if I eat it."

"But for a starving person, does it matter whether candy is poisonous or not?"

He knew very well that Bibi Dong's attitude towards him was definitely not simple, but how different was Qian Renxue?

Before, he was like a dying wounded man lying on the bed. Bibi Dong came up and gave him anesthesia and performed surgery on him. Although she beat him up in the process, she saved him.

But what about Qian Renxue? She didn't do anything practical, just stood there to cheer him up, to give a dying seriously injured soldier some spiritual chicken soup, I will be with you, you have to believe in yourself, the person who just performed surgery on you has bad intentions towards you, you must not believe her!

Funny?!

He is injured! He is dying! What does he need? What Qian Renxue did is like those people who went to the construction site and shouted slogans, "I have a 20 billion project, just get in the car!"

But then they turned around and dragged people to the Movie hall to watch Movie!

Is she wrong? She is not wrong!

But what he needs now is not Movie!

"I know you have no ill will towards me, and I know you want to help me, but you don't know what I need at all. You don't even bother to understand. You just look down on me from a high position, and you have self-righteous empathy." Xuan Ming said.

"I know you were born in heaven, but I don't expect you to understand how someone like me, who was born struggling in the streets, survives."

"But please don't put a flower crown on my head that you think is beautiful. I am still in the mud and I am still struggling. Just give me a broken board and let me lie on it to rest for a while."

"Your crown is beautiful, but it doesn't suit me."

"..."

Qian Renxue remained silent, and really didn't know what else she could say.

It seemed that everything she did was just a useless flower crown to Xuan Ming.

…

The whole night passed in silence. When Xuan Ming opened his eyes again, it was already dawn and Qian Renxue had disappeared.

The air in the early morning was exceptionally cold, with a bone-chilling chill. Fortunately, he was a beast soul master with a good physique, so he could barely hold on.

The sound of horse hooves came from afar. Xuan Ming turned his head and saw a large carriage with a gold-rimmed and goose yellow color slowly approaching this side.

Qian Renxue put on a vest, Xue Qinghe came.

"Xuan Ming!"

Before the carriage arrived, Xue Qinghe stuck his head out and shouted towards this side.

Xuan Ming sighed, stood up, and prepared to perform.

I just hope that Qian Renxue can maintain her status as a prince and keep her distance from him when she is Xue Qinghe.

Otherwise... he would be in trouble.

"She...left?"

After some heartfelt inquiries about each other's well-being, Xue Qinghe looked around in puzzlement, as if he was looking for someone.

"I don't know. When I opened my eyes, she was gone." Xuan Ming said.

"Is that so..." Xue Qinghe said nothing more and took Xuan Ming to the carriage.

"You've been missing for so long, everyone actually thought you were dead. After we return to the city, I'll take you to Tiandou Royal Academy to meet Yanzi and the others."

"They?" Xuan Ming paused.

"Do they still remember me?"

Xue Qinghe was stunned.

"Of course I remember. Why do you say that?"

"I've only known them for a few days, so it's normal that I forgot." Xuan Ming said.

It had actually been less than ten days since he was brought back to Tiandou City by Dugu Bo, and a series of events occurred, and then he was kidnapped by Yue Guan and taken back to Wuhun City in Sunset Forest.

He and Dugu Yan and the others had indeed only known each other for a few days. For a child, this amount of time...could be enough to make them friends.

But at that time, he had no time to pay attention to these things.

"They are all very worried about you. Poison Douluo has been looking for you in the Sunset Forest for a long time. He even ran directly to the Barak Kingdom to look for you." Xue Qinghe said.

"The Kingdom of Barak?" Xuan Ming looked puzzled.

"Why?"

"Poison Douluo said that the agitation of the soul beasts that night was very strange. The noise caused by the autumn hunt alone was definitely not enough to attract so many ten-thousand-year soul beasts in the depths of the Sunset Forest." Xue Qinghe said.

"Moreover, you disappeared with Bars. After learning about you and Bars, Poison Douluo suspected that it was the Barak royal family who did it. Because they were worried that Bars would take revenge after knowing it, they created that farce to muddy the waters."

"Then he rushed to the city of King Barak."

Xuan Ming looked a little unnatural, "Did Dugu Yan ask him to go?"

"That's not the case. Yanzi didn't think about it that way. This was something that Poison Douluo thought of himself." Xue Qinghe said.

"Poison Douluo said that you still have a debt with him. If you really die in the calculations of the Barak royal family, at least he will help you get revenge, which can be regarded as repaying your debt."

"He really clearly distinguishes between gratitude and resentment." Xuan Ming was speechless and didn't know how to evaluate that shameless old man.

"And then?"

"He investigated in the Barak Royal City for a while and found that the incident had nothing to do with the Barak royal family. Now... I don't know where he has gone." Xue Qinghe said.

"He didn't return to Tiandou City?" Xuan Ming asked.

Xue Qinghe shook his head, "No, even Yan Zi doesn't know where he went."

"Maybe, he went to retreat somewhere."

"Retreat..." Xuan Ming's expression looked a little unnatural.

Could it be that Dugu Bo went to Wuhun City for a stroll?