I, Douluo Qiang Wuhun, can fuse with Wuhun at will!

In the dead of night, the bright moon hangs high in the sky.

The deserted moonlight fills the world, but somewhere the moonlight seems to be even brighter!

Wu Yifan, who was meditating, was mentally fluctuating at this time, because he could clearly feel that the soul power in his body was moving much faster than during the day.

"What's going on?"

Soon, Wu Yifan discovered that the soul power in his body was running faster and faster, so fast that his spirit could hardly restrain it, as if it was about to deviate from the track he had set.

"boom!"

A roar sounded from Wu Yifan's heart,

The next moment, the extremely fast-moving soul power finally got rid of Wu Yifan's restraint and began to run freely.

Turn left, turn right, go up, go down.

One after another different orbits were opened up that were different from those in the meditation method. In the end, the movement of the soul power returned to its original position, and the speed also began to decrease. It began to accept the constraints of Wu Yifan again, but even so, the speed of the soul power was still faster than during the day.

Come on a lot faster!

Observing the changes in his body, Wu Yifan was surprised to find that the distance he could travel within a day had expanded three times, but the soul power he gained through cultivation had increased five times.

The efficiency of this increase in soul power shocked Wu Yifan.

"Is this the fastest way for meditation to work?"

Thinking like this, Wu Yifan remembered the doubts he had when watching "Peerless Tang Sect" in his previous life.

In terms of the speed of cultivation, the speed of cultivation after ten thousand years is obviously faster than that of ten thousand years ago. The same soul master competition, the same under 25 years old.

Thousands of years ago, the strongest ones were only the golden generation of Wuhun Palace, the three soul kings. This is unprecedented!

Come to think of it, the strongest ones are usually just the Soul Sect!

But in the soul master competition ten thousand years later, the soul king will be the main force, and the ace is usually the soul emperor, so this is still average!

The difference in the living era between the first two parts is not big. If I have to describe it, ten thousand years ago is like before the Ming and Qing Dynasties, where cold weapons were the mainstay.

Thousands of years later, it will be like the Ming and Qing Dynasties where firearms are the mainstay. Although there are firearms, it is still a feudal dynasty!

So there shouldn't be much change in things like living standards.

Then the change in the speed of practice is nothing more than the further development of meditation methods triggered by Xuantian Gong.

Although as a plug-in for Tang San, Xuan Tian Gong is the only magical skill in Douluo, its existence is not as important as people think.

Tang San, who has practiced the Xuantian Technique, is no faster than others with innate full soul power, such as Xiao Wu!

Therefore, although Xuantian Gong achieves the same effect as meditation in a certain sense, the difference between them is obviously very big.

The difference in practice speed between ten thousand years ago and ten thousand years later is most likely caused by a certain Tang Sect figure merging these two techniques!

Especially now, feeling the best route discovered under the automatic guidance of his soul power, Wu Yifan couldn't help but feel happy in his heart!

With such a speed of practice, I will definitely catch up with the two of them!

Wu Yifan, who had tasted the sweetness, quickly ran his soul power according to the soul power route just now. As he slowly ran it, he felt the different taste.

After he had circulated his soul power for a week again, Wu Yifan felt that his consciousness was clearer than ever before, and at the same time, his consciousness was gradually sinking.

During the sinking process, Wu Yifan suddenly discovered that he could see scenes beyond his consciousness.

In a room where six children slept, someone was sitting cross-legged and meditating. Around him, a beam of light enveloped him.

Looking up, the other side of the light pillar is connected to the moon.

"This is? Moonlight! Why am I enveloped by the moonlight? Could this be my mimetic practice environment? No wonder my practice speed is so much faster. It turns out to be because of the mimetic practice environment!"

"So this is my golden finger, and it is my mimetic practice environment every night!"

Wu Yifan originally thought that the five weapons of Aphelios were his golden fingers, but he did not expect that the speed of cultivation that surpassed ordinary people was his real golden finger.

"So, does it mean that the movement of my soul power just now was automatically guided by the guidance of the moonlight?"

Before Wu Yifan could think about it, a feeling like landing hit him. After calming down, Wu Yifan looked forward and saw five weapons floating in front of him!

"This is Tongbi, Duanpo, Falling Light, Firefly Flame, and Broken Mirror!"

Every time the name of a weapon is called, it flashes and floats in front of Wu Yifan, spinning around him!

Looking at these five weapons that only existed in games in his previous life, Wu Yifan suddenly became excited, hugged them, held them in his arms and stroked them gently.

After all, these five weapons will be what you rely on to accompany you around the world in the future!

After some caressing, Wu Yifan looked at Tongbi in his arms and the other four weapons on the ground. After getting excited, Wu Yifan started to complain.

"No! This weapon is too technological, especially Tongbi. It would be great if it could be like a real rifle!"

As if he heard Wu Yifan's complaints, the Tongbi in his hand became a little thinner visible to the naked eye, but even just a little bit, it was a huge change for Wu Yifan, who was closely related to his martial spirit!

"No? Can the appearance of these five weapons be changed?"

The sudden surprise made Wu Yifan extremely happy. You must know that as a well-informed player, Wu Yifan has all kinds of strange knowledge in his head, but he just doesn't use it!

But today, he seems to have a place to use!

"Change, change, change for me!"

Thinking of the shape in his head, Wu Yifan shouted loudly, but alas...!

Looking at Tongbi who had not changed at all, Wu Yifan felt as if a few crows were spinning around his head, shouting as they flew: "Fool! Fool! Fool!"

"No, no! Did I see it wrong? It's impossible! This is my martial spirit! Does that mean the posture is wrong?"

Covering his face with one hand, Wu Yifan shouted with an expression of "The world surrenders to me": "Change, change! Change!"

...

With his hands clasped together at his waist, Wu Yifan, who looked like a "turtle Qigong", shouted loudly: "Change, change, change! Change!"

...

"No, this isn't right! It shouldn't be like this!"

Wu Yifan, who was kneeling on the ground with his hands on the ground, said with a face full of shame, but was then replaced by his determined expression.

"Since it's not the movement that's wrong, then is it the sound? The language?"

Wu Yifan recalled many voices and lines in his mind for a moment, and his eyes were filled with determination.

"I will never give up! Even if it's Yu Jie Yin or Loli Yin, I can do it!"

"Ah! Come on!"

...

"What a shame!"

Wu Yifan, who had completely lost his strength, was lying on his side on the ground, curled up together, as if he was hiding from something.

Thinking back to those shameful lines and shy voice, Wu Yifan felt as if he was already dead!

"Well! Forget it, no one can see it anyway!"

As if nothing had happened, Wu Yifan pretended to pat the non-existent dust on his body, and looked at his martial spirit again with an expression that he didn't know anything about.

"The change is certain. After all, this is my martial spirit, and the perception is not wrong. But the factors that affect the change are not actions or words!"

"So that means the daily changes may be limited?"

Thinking about this possibility that was closest to the truth, Wu Yifan said cautiously: "It seems like I'll try it tomorrow!"

Recalling today's harvest, Wu Yifan, who was very happy, quickly put aside the depression of the failed experiment, and then laughed optimistically!

"How should I get out?"

The next moment, a repulsive force emerged spontaneously, and Wu Yifan, who woke up from meditation in an instant, opened his eyes and looked at the bright moonlight.

He could feel that even though he was not meditating, there seemed to be something in the moonlight flowing into his body!

"Is this the blessing of the moon?"

Quietly walking outside the house, looking at the moon exuding its pure white glory in the sky, Wu Yifan vaguely seemed to see a beam of light connecting himself and the moon!

"This is what I saw during meditation. Isn't it generated by meditation?"

"Can anyone else see it?"

Full of doubts in his heart, Wu Yifan stretched out his palm as if he could catch the moonlight.

"Moon, moon! What is the reason for all this?"

Wu Yifan, who was confused, didn't know that there was a pair of smiling eyes staring at him on the moon at this time.

"What an interesting child. Moonlight seems to be very partial to him!"

In the palace above the moon, a beautiful figure is sitting there, staring somewhere.

Above her head, a plaque is engraved with three meaningful characters.

Temple of the Moon!