The Sword Spirit's Ten Great Talents Have Three Forms

It was a matter of Luo Mo's own choice.

However, to capture the Great Wasteland's favor, one had to be aware of Luo Mo's knowledge.

Luo Mo didn't want Tang San to be too convenient.

Therefore, Luo Mo's knowledge was also somewhat useful.

After Xiao finished speaking, Luo Mo pondered, his thoughts sinking into the sea of consciousness, and began to discuss with Tian Meng.

Tian Meng was also very curious at this time.

"Soul Skill, are you colluding with Tang San? You used to be Hidden Spirit's subordinate and Xiao Wu's lover, and now you are planning to take away Tang San's favor?"

Everything was clear to Tang San.

It was as if he knew the reason, so he looked at Tang San impatiently, as if Luo Mo had a mortal enmity with Tang San.

"It's Xiao."

Luo Mo didn't know about the Soul Skill.

He was killed by Tang San's protection. How could he have any relationship with Tang San?

Even if he transmigrated to the Douluo Continent, he couldn't help Tang San. He could only bear the burden of Tang San's appearance.

Of course, there were black-bellied people, but they didn't dare to speak.

Even if they didn't dare to speak, even if they transmigrated to the demon world, they would still beat Tang San. After all, he was originally a little black-bellied person.

"Speak."

Looking at Luo Mo's silence, Tian Meng urged him.

"You want to capture Luo Mo's Home!? Home! is very tall, but not very useful. Maybe it's just to annoy Tang San."

Luo Mo remained silent and took another sip.

"Or maybe Tang San knows he can't use it, or maybe he doesn't believe in the ring."

"It's nothing."

Tian Meng suddenly thought of something. "Do you want to capture Tang San's style?"

Luo Mo slowly opened his eyes. "Capture style can be very tall, and it can absorb spiritual power, which is very compatible. Tang San is not easy to believe, and he knows the ring is very annoying."

"Not only that!" Tian Meng stood up excitedly.

"The method of capture is Tang San's secret method. He taught the secret method to the person who taught him, and Tian Meng's understanding is even more killing than the three thousand years of the Heavenly Emperor!"

Luo Mo looked at Big Wasteland and said, "It's indeed Tian Meng's understanding. Don't be lazy."

"Mutual understanding. Mutual understanding."

"Hahaha..."

One person and one rabbit looked at each other and laughed.

Perhaps it was because there was a clear example, Luo Mo and Tian Meng's mood brightened, and they began to think of a few unsatisfactory main ideas.

Finally, Luo Mo decided on three unsuitable knowledge points. "Let's call it the Ten Great Home! Treasures."

"A joke? Clearly three points, where are the Ten Great Home! Treasures? Tian Meng has a bad temper."

Luo Mo chuckled. "The name is mainly to make the Ten Great Home! Treasures stand out. The remaining rings will gradually fade."

Tian Meng sighed.

6.

Luo Mo got out of bed and looked at Xiao Wu who was sleeping soundly on the bed. Her body was still covered with sweat, and her lips were still stained with lipstick. Her smooth skin was like a small rabbit that had been startled.

"You are..."

"Ouch, darling, you woke me up so early."

Xiao Wu woke up and quickly accelerated, for fear of being disliked.

Seeing this, Luo Mo felt a little distressed. He was afraid that Xiao Wu would misunderstand, so he said, "Forget it, don't bother Xiao, I don't eat Spicy Rabbit Head anymore."

As soon as Xiao Wu finished speaking, she jumped up and threw herself into Luo Mo's arms.

"Ouch, darling! Darling, you're so good!"

Luo Mo smiled faintly. "Get up, help me wipe my body."

The next few days, Luo Mo changed his training routine. Tian Meng's training route was all transferred to the side. He wrote down the Ten Great Home! Treasures that he was about to reveal.

It wasn't long before he found Tang San.

"Oh, Little San, you're still fighting."

Luo Mo deliberately walked over and greeted Tang San, as if he had just bumped into him.

Hmph.

Just as Tang San was displaying his powerful spirit, he heard a devilish voice. In an instant, he lost his focus. His spirit power was unstable, and he accidentally pierced through the armor of the Spirit Master.

Tang San's heart skipped a beat. His father was still in the armor. He stared at Luo Mo and immediately rushed towards the Spirit Master.

"Hmph..."

"Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Pushing open the door, Tian Meng pretended to be familiar with himself.

Just as he reached the courtyard, he saw Luo Mo already holding a golden sword, his expression stern.

"Little San, don't you dare forget Uncle Xiao."

"Got it." Tang San responded obediently.

Luo Mo's face was like that of a ghost, "That's good. Little San, you're not as sensible as I am. Aren't you careful? You can't even hold a proper seat, just like a broken toy at home. You still have the nerve to talk."

Tang San: "..."

"I'm not even using a Soul Skill."

"You're still trying to trick me."

"If it weren't for father teaching him to get along with Tian Meng, he would have already taken a liking to the other party."

"Are you looking for me for something?"

Tang San's back felt a little cold.

"Hmph, what business do I have with you? I, Tian Meng, can finally be considered to have met a great person today!"

Seeing Tang San's impatient expression, Tian Meng's face was filled with excitement as he began to recount the story of his encounter.

"This morning, while I was practicing, I met an old man in the Great Wasteland. He was sitting there, standing up, and there were others around him. As I approached, I didn't know Tian Meng was secretly observing and respecting the elder. I was respectful, polite, and ancient..."

"Don't interrupt."

Tang San interrupted Tian Meng's rambling.

"Hmph, it's the truth." Tian Meng's face turned red as he said to Tang San, "I went up to help the old man. He wanted me to help him up. He gave me some not-so-valuable treasures."

Seeing Tian Meng's smug look, Tang San was indeed a little curious.

Wasn't that old man Tian Meng met a bit too generous? He actually gave him some treasures.

"What did that old man give you?"

"The old man first gave me a set of seven-year cultivation for three years..."

As Luo Mo spoke, he handed over a set of scrolls, explaining the knowledge of soul power limits and soul bones to Tang San.

After listening to the basic principles of soul power and soul bones, Tang San was a little speechless.

These were all knowledge he didn't understand.

However, these treasures could probably be learned in school.

There were also some things he couldn't get.

"Don't worry, these are just preliminary knowledge. The real cultivation is behind you." Tian Meng's mouth twitched slightly. His left eye had already begun to show signs of surprise.

"The old man also told me about the soul power limit. The first soul ring limit was around a thousand years, but it was not a perfect match. Instead, it was a combination of the person's own high-level physique. Therefore, he suggested that the soul power limit should be combined with the strength of the body."

Tang San felt a sense of awe.