This panel is not a game panel. It only has the function of recording information and does not have the function of adding points to upgrade.
Naturally, if the tester wants to become stronger, he can only practice on his own.
The most suitable development direction for the Qiankun Cauldron and special martial spirit is alchemy and weapon refining.
Of course, it can also be used as a strong attack type to hit people.
It can also be used as a defensive system, such as covering yourself.
If you put it this way, you can actually use the control system, just cover the enemy.
However, considering the nature of the Qiankun Cauldron to return to its origins, it is most suitable for alchemy and weapon refining.
In fact, if he just traveled to Douluo Continent, he might develop in other directions.
After all, if you don't have fighting power in Douluo Continent, it's really hard to get along under the pressure of sects and nobles.
But it's different now. He can go to other worlds to practice in the future. The matter of combat power... is not a matter of urgency.
Thinking of this, Ye Yuan made up his mind to develop in the most suitable direction and fully develop the Qiankun Cauldron's alchemy and weapon refining capabilities.
Moreover, who said that elixirs and soul guides have no combat effectiveness.
After figuring out the situation of the Qiankun Cauldron, Ye Yuan looked inside the cauldron.
He needed to know what was going on with that light spot that suddenly appeared, and even the heavens recorded it with a question mark.
Although he didn't know what it was, Ye Yuan suspected that it was his golden finger.
The inner wall of the tripod is the same as the outside, gray and empty, without any pattern, but there is a small light spot inlaid at the bottom.
Ye Yuan sensed carefully and received the incomplete information transmitted from the light spot.
"Hungry?"
"You can only manifest it after you practice to the tenth level!"
Well, it looks like he has to meditate hard.
Having made up his mind, Ye Yuan began to meditate.
One minute…
Two minutes…
…
Ten minutes later.
Ye Yuan reluctantly opened his eyes, which were full of exhaustion. As expected...he failed.
Although Blue Star's school does not teach cultivation methods, nor does it teach meditation, the school will guide students to meditate, which is the basis of cultivation. Although its predecessor was outstanding in this aspect, it will not fail.
However, Ye Yuan actually failed.
His heart...can't calm down!
As soon as he closes his eyes, he will be flooded with distracting thoughts, barely calm down for a short time, and will soon have uncontrollable thoughts again.
Ye Yuan's dark and thin face couldn't help but reveal a wry smile.
That's right, he was dark and thin. His face at this time was not to mention handsome, not even an ordinary person like Tang San could compare with him.
However, this is normal. He and Blue Star's Ye Yuan were both like this when they were young, dark and skinny. It will be better when they grow up.
Let go of appearance and focus on meditation again, Ye Yuan murmured to himself.
"No wonder you have to start practicing at the age of six. The older you get, the more things are in your mind, and the more difficult it is to meditate."
"Forget it, today's surprise is too big, let's wait a little longer."
Since he couldn't meditate for the time being, Ye Yuan no longer forced himself. He opened the wooden door and saw Mo Yu standing in the courtyard, and he couldn't help but be confused.
"Why is she standing in the yard?"
He glanced curiously at the mute little girl in the courtyard, but it could be seen from her previous behavior that she had a cold temper, so Ye Yuan did not go forward to find fault.
Moreover, it was already noon, it was almost time for dinner, and he was very hungry.
Just when he was about to step through the kitchen door, Mo Yu spoke.
This was the first time she spoke since the two met. Her voice was so soft that Ye Yuan could hardly hear it.
"It is easier to meditate if you completely immerse your mind in one thing."
Ye Yuan turned around, but what he saw was her back. He smiled and thanked her.
"Thanks…"
"Um."
The little girl's voice was even softer. If Ye Yuan's martial soul hadn't awakened and his hearing was blessed by soul power, he would definitely not have been able to hear her.
Ye Yuan felt that he might have guessed wrong. This girl was not cold-tempered, but most likely...a patient with social anxiety.
Not to mention, although she is average-looking, of course, Ye Yuan is not qualified to say so at this time, at least she is not as ugly as herself.
At this point, it seems that this girl's temperament is quite cute.
In my memory, Ye Yuan and others were orphans. Although they were only six years old, they still knew basic survival skills. In short, they started cooking alone at the age of four.
Today is the big day for awakening the martial spirit, and the village chief even sent a prepared rabbit early in the morning to give these orphans extra food.
This rabbit weighs only ten kilograms including the skin and bones. In addition to the loss during the cooking process, in fact, everyone can't share a few ounces of meat.
However, after the other nine people left the village, no one would compete with Ye Yuan and the two of them, and they could eat a few more kilograms.
"Well, it's only for two people anyway, so I won't add potatoes."
While Ye Yuan was cooking, he thought about what little girl Mo Yu had just reminded him. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart. He stoked the fire and closed his eyes subconsciously.
"Gulu...Gulu..."
He heard the sound of boiling water boiling in the pot, the sound of rice grains and pieces of meat jumping, and even the sound of bubbles breaking.
At this time, he was completely immersed in the pot and didn't notice Mo Yu standing at the door, staring at him closely with a pair of big black eyes.
In the simple kitchen, Ye Yuan sat cross-legged, eyes lightly closed, and tried to meditate again.
A minute later, all Ye Yuan could think about was the dishes he was cooking.
Three minutes later, he had completely forgotten the existence of the pot and ingredients, and only the sound of gurgling was left.
Ten minutes later, he finally succeeded in entering a strange state.
No thoughts, no worries, no self and no other...
In fact, the biggest help for Ye Yuan to successfully enter the meditative state, apart from Mo Yu's on-demand broadcast, was the accumulation of his predecessor over the years.
Otherwise, Ye Yuan would not have been able to succeed so easily.
Entering the meditative state, Ye Yuan soon saw the disorderly flow of soul power inside his body, and also saw the light spots of soul power from the outside. They were slowly approaching him and were eventually sucked into his body.
This is an instinctive reaction from the body, and the effect is very average, far less than the speed of active methods.
In this aspect, Ye Yuan really envied Tang San. After all, he possessed Xuantian Gong, the strongest technique in Douluo, and his training speed was not comparable to that of Ye Yuan.
Moreover, the soul power cultivated by Xuantian Gong is more solid and powerful than that of people like Ye Yuan.
"It's a pity that you can't learn the skills in advance, otherwise, what's the point of a small internal skill? In Blue Star, let alone the internal skills and mental skills, you can even get the immortal cultivation skills."
Just when Ye Yuan successfully entered the meditative state, Mo Yu discovered it.
Her perception is very keen, and she can sense the abnormal disappearance of the soul power light spots around Ye Yuan.
In her eyes, Ye Yuan is a very strange person.
It is also the result of twelve years of compulsory education at Blue Star. How did Ye Yuan do it? After learning meditation for twelve years, he still could not enter the meditative state.
Could it be that he was the legendary scumbag? However, Ye Yuan was able to enter a meditative state so quickly after she requested it. He was really...a freak.
At this time, Ye Yuan didn't know that he had become a freak in the eyes of others. He was still immersed in the joy of successful meditation and couldn't extricate himself.