Bobo Meditation Method

Mo Hen nodded, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"By the way, Xiao Hui, can you summon your spirit for me to see?"

Mo Hen had only learned from Spirit Hall that Mo Hui had awakened a Mutated Sparrow Spirit and possessed Innate Level 3 Spirit Power. He did not know the exact details, so he wanted to take a look in order to better plan Mo Hui's cultivation.

Hearing this, Mo Hui circulated the Soul Power within his body and immediately summoned Pidgey.

"This..."

When Mo Hen saw Pidgey appear before him, he could not help but freeze.

This Mutated Sparrow was indeed a Beast Spirit, but rather than possessing its wielder like an ordinary Beast Spirit, it manifested as an independent creature. This reminded him of someone.

Yu Xiaogang, the man who called himself Master, whose spirit theories had mostly never been proven and who was often secretly mocked by the academy's teachers.

"Pidgey~"

Once summoned, Pidgey expertly flew onto Mo Hui's shoulder.

At the same time, Mo Hui felt the already meager Soul Power within him rapidly draining away.

Mo Hui thought to himself, At this rate, I can probably keep Pidgey summoned for only half an hour at most. And if it uses moves, the time might be even shorter.

Though it did not have any moves yet.

After a moment, Mo Hen came back to his senses and said to Mo Hui, "Your spirit is in a special situation. I can't offer you any specific guidance. In some time, I'll take you to meet someone. Perhaps he can help you."

Mo Hui naturally knew who Mo Hen meant. Wasn't it Yu Xiaogang?

Still, given his current circumstances, there was no harm in consulting Yu Xiaogang. After all, in this world, only he and Yu Xiaogang possessed independent Beast Spirits.

Yu Xiaogang had cultivated for more than forty years, after all, and had read countless books from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan and Spirit Hall. He naturally had cultivation experience.

As for Yu Xiaogang's ten core spirit theories, high-level Spirit Masters regarded them as a joke. Some were merely common knowledge to them, while others were simply wrong. Yet for low-level Spirit Masters, they still held some reference value.

Knowledge on Douluo Continent was tightly controlled. Low-level Spirit Masters had no access to such things, which was why Yu Xiaogang had gained such a great reputation in the Spirit Master world, even if that reputation was not particularly good.

"Alright, Uncle Mo Hen."

Mo Hui answered, then began making his bed and arranging the things he had brought with Mo Hen's help.

Dorm 7 had a full fifty beds, but there were clearly not that many people. Judging from the beds already made, there were only eleven people in the dormitory.

After settling Mo Hui in, Mo Hen left. As a teacher at the academy, he still had plenty to do.

Once Mo Hen was gone, Mo Hui turned his gaze toward Pidgey on his shoulder.

"Pidgey, can you use moves?"

Mo Hui asked curiously.

If Pidgey could instinctively learn and use moves as it did in the Pokemon world, then he would possess an enormous advantage over the Spirit Masters of this world.

After all, Spirit Masters in this world were restricted by spirit rings. While Self-Created Soul Skills existed, their numbers were pitifully few, and they were all core secrets of clans and factions.

The most typical example was the Clear Sky Sect. Although the Clear Sky Hammer was also a top-tier Tool Spirit, it was not enough to earn the title of the world's number one Tool Spirit. What truly set the Clear Sky Hammer apart from other top-tier Tool Spirits were Self-Created Soul Skills such as the Vast Sky Nine Absolutes and the Great Sumeru Hammer Ring Detonation.

Those powerful Self-Created Soul Skills forcefully elevated the Clear Sky Hammer's strength by an entire level, leaving other top-tier Tool Spirits far behind.

"Pidgey~"

Pidgey clearly possessed self-awareness. Upon hearing Mo Hui's words, it immediately shook its head.

It can't use moves. Could it be because my level is too low? Mo Hui pondered inwardly.

He only hoped Pidgey had not been assimilated by this world and required spirit rings before it could use moves. That would be troublesome.

However, Mo Hui only felt down for a moment before sitting cross-legged on his bed and beginning to meditate.

After awakening his spirit yesterday, Mo Hui had returned home and tried this so-called meditation. To his surprise, without learning any meditation techniques at all, he had easily entered a meditative state, as though it were instinctive.

As Mo Hui entered meditation, the Soul Power within his body began circulating along a special path. The natural energy around him entered his body and transformed into Soul Power.

Meditative cultivation on Douluo Continent was not like the Meditation Methods of Western magical worlds that increased spiritual power. Instead, it was similar to internal energy continuously circulating through the body's meridians along a specific path, eventually absorbing the natural energy of the environment into the body and converting it into Soul Power.

The essence of raising one's Soul Power Level was that, during meditation, this Soul Power continuously nourished the body and strengthened the meridians and cells, increasing the body's limit for bearing Soul Power.

That was why physical fitness could influence Innate Soul Power. Although a stronger body was not necessarily directly proportional to its capacity for Soul Power, a robust body would certainly have a greater capacity for Soul Power than a frail one.

Mo Hui called the Meditation Method he had comprehended on his own after awakening his spirit the Instinctive Meditation Method, or perhaps the Bobo Meditation Method.

The efficiency of this instinctive meditation was very low. It often took a long time for the Soul Power in Mo Hui's body to increase by even a trace. His Soul Power was currently around Level 3 and 40%, but at this rate, Mo Hui felt that it would likely take one or two months to break through to Level 4.

Mo Hui could only feel helpless about such a speed. He could only hope that after enrolling, he would learn a better Meditation Method at Nuoding Academy. Otherwise, his cultivation speed was simply too slow.

About four hours later, the door to Dorm 7 opened, and a rather burly boy of around ten entered.

The moment the boy entered, he saw Mo Hui cultivating. Thinking he had entered the wrong room, he stepped back out to confirm it was Dorm 7 before entering again.

The boy then scratched his head in confusion and said, "Strange. Could another Work-Study Student have arrived? But it's not registration time."

At the same time, sensing someone's arrival, Mo Hui stopped cultivating. He exhaled a breath of turbid air, looked at the boy by the door, and greeted him, "Hello, my name is Mo Hui. I'm a new Work-Study Student this year. What's your name?"

"My name is Wang Sheng. I'm the boss of Dorm 7," Wang Sheng replied.

Then Wang Sheng quickly fixed Mo Hui with a burning gaze. "Dorm 7 has a rule. Whenever a newcomer arrives, they have to fight the current boss. Whoever wins becomes the boss."

"My spirit is the Battle Tiger. What's yours?"

As he spoke, he prepared to make a move.

"My spirit is Pidgey."

Mo Hui answered, then shook his head. "I'm not fighting you. I can't beat you right now, so there's no point. As for that boss title, you can keep it."

Leaving aside the difference in Soul Power, there was a huge gap in physical fitness between a six-year-old and an eleven-year-old. Though he exercised often and was not weak physically, how could he compare to an eleven-year-old? Did everyone think they were Tang San, with the Mysterious Heaven Skill for cultivation and combat techniques from a previous life?

Besides, he had already been in university when he transmigrated here. Why would he bother competing with a child barely over ten?

What was this? He was not going to fight?

Hearing Mo Hui's words, Wang Sheng's body, poised to attack, immediately stiffened. His mind went blank.