Chapter 62: Master and Disciple Night Talk, Extra: Plan to Create Your Own Soul Skills

"Of course." Xiao Xian nodded.

After the third soul ring, even Dai Mubai would find it difficult to be his opponent.

The purple soul power has an unparalleled increase in combat power, and his self-created soul skills can be said to have been strengthened in all aspects.

This is the case when he doesn't use Xiaojue.

If he joins forces with Xiaojue, Dai Mubai will have no chance of fighting.

What's more, in order to break through, his soul power had been compressed.

If you really think about it, the total amount may not be inferior to Dai Mubai, not to mention now, there is only a difference of a few levels.

The master was silent for a moment, then nodded and continued: "You have faith. Very good. I believe in you too."

"But, Xiao Xian, tomorrow, I hope you can show your strongest strength, whether it's Xiao Jue or your own soul skills, use them all and crush them without reservation!" The master looked at Xiao Xian, his tone became very serious and earnest, "I've thought about it for a long time. Their training plan is easy to formulate, but yours is different."

"Your training plan is very different from theirs."

"During the day, I said that you are a unit and will train together and advance and retreat together."

"That's what I said."

"But the training methods that work for them may not work for you."

“Just like in Nottingham.”

"I don't want you to waste your time."

“But I can’t favor one over the other.”

"If you can crush them with your absolute strength, you can tell them that you are not on the same level."

“After that, no matter what your training plan is, it’s hard for them to complain.”

"Xiao Xian, you have been very smart since you were a child. Do you understand the power of this?"

Xiao Xian was stunned. If the master intended to train and cultivate the Shrek people according to the original book, he had long thought of not getting involved, as it would be of no use to him.

It's nothing but a waste of time.

Body building, medicinal bath, and actual combat.

He has tried everything, some of his methods were even many times more drastic than those of the masters.

But the master actually thought of this and had other plans.

This was something he really hadn't expected.

"Teacher, I understand." Xiao Xian nodded naturally. Not wasting time is the biggest benefit.

As for the rest, we'll take it one step at a time.

"..."

Xiao Xian was a little annoyed by Yao Yuanzi's negligence. After chatting with the master for a while, he solved another troublesome problem and felt better.

"Teacher, I want to pass on my self-created soul skills to Oscar and the others." Xiao Xian suddenly said, thinking of something.

The master was stunned, but quickly nodded.

He rarely opposed Xiao Xian's decisions.

Especially for Xiao Xian, all his self-created soul skills are based on his first soul skill, Sunlight Spore.

Even if it gets out, no one else can use it without his permission.

As long as it doesn't spread widely, simply spreading it among a few people won't have much impact.

Just like Tang San, after Xiao Xian left Notting, he could no longer use his usual suction palm and fire blowing palm, and he felt uncomfortable for quite a long time.

What's more, he has his own soul skills and sunlight spores.

It would also be more convenient to establish Xiao Xian as the absolute core of the team.

But maybe we can't let them get it too easily.

The master was thinking.

"However, there is a problem now." Xiao Xian was somewhat helpless. "Oscar and his team can't suppress the side effects of the sunlight spores. They have tried many times, but it just doesn't work."

"The sunlight spores will cause their soul power to rush into their meridians crazily, and sometimes even cause them to vomit blood."

The master frowned. This was indeed a problem.

He almost neglected it.

Just like Xiao Wu, she didn't succeed when she was in Notting, and he knew that.

He thought Xiao Xian didn't like Xiao Wu, a troublemaker, and wanted her to fail on purpose.

After all, Tang San succeeded very smoothly.

But unexpectedly, Oscar and the others couldn't do it either.

Now it seems that it may be true that his two disciples are a little special and have a strong control over their soul power?

So much so that ordinary soul masters cannot be compared at all.

"Soul power hits the meridians, vomiting blood...uncontrollable, meridians..."

The master murmured, and a vague idea gradually formed in his mind.

"I will think of a way. These self-created soul skills are indeed very important for their auxiliary soul masters. They are also very important for your future team."

"Okay, it's getting late, go back and rest. Don't practice today, just go to sleep." The master seemed a little nagging.

Xiao Xian nodded and let Xiaojue practice on the roof. After saying goodbye to the master, he jumped off the roof.

The master stared at Xiao Xian's back for a while, then looked up again and looked at the night sky in silence.

Beside him, the fluctuations of Xiaojue's spiritual power cultivation always made him feel at ease for some reason.

Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I’m used to it in Nottingham.

At that time, Xiaojue would lie in his room and practice every night.

The master silently moved the chair away from Xiaojue to ensure that it would not affect it.

Under the roof, Flanders was lying on the bed. Hearing the creaking sound of the chair, his face twitched twice and he said harshly: "This teacher and disciple are really endless. They don't even let me sleep!"

"I'm going to tear down that broken doghouse tomorrow!"

The master had been tinkering with the tent from afternoon to evening, which annoyed Flanders greatly. When he finally quieted down, he started chatting again. The noise kept drilling into the ears of a Soul Saint like him, and he couldn't help but listen.

Now you're moving chairs around!
This was really something Flanders couldn't stand.

Can't you go somewhere else to cause trouble?
Lao Zhao’s house is also quite high!
After Xiao Xian returned to the dormitory, he calculated the time.

It’s really not enough, just lie down and sleep.

Oscar was sleeping soundly, even drooling, and talking in his sleep from time to time which was unclear.

Unfortunately, his roommate doesn't know what he will face from tonight onwards.

The master's training method was useless to Xiao Xian, but for them, it was definitely an unprecedented torture.

"..."

The next morning.

Xiao Xian hid in the tent in advance and practiced the Purple Demon Eye with Xiao Jue.

After that, he went to the cafeteria early with Tang San.

A strong aroma of meat wafted in the air, mixed with the flavor of many herbs.

Medicinal food.

The taste is very familiar.

He ate a lot during those years in Nottingham.

He and Tang San arrived very early, but the master was already busy.

Tang San was obviously shocked and moved, and hurried forward to help.

If he were in the Holy Soul Village, the only one who could be so busy could be him.

Tang Hao never cared about these things.

But the master just smiled gently and refused, saying that he had almost finished it.

"Come, try it and see if the teacher's cooking skills have deteriorated."

The master has always been very satisfied with his disciple Tang San.

However, there are also some complex emotions that are difficult to describe.

For example, after Xiao Xian left, he seemed to have never made medicinal food again.

Even if Xiao is here now, Tang San doesn't get much medicinal food.

……

(End of this chapter)