Boom Boom –

There was a thunderclap in the sky.

As the rain intensified, strings of raindrops fell on the messy wires above the roadway, shattering like foam and falling downward.

Moyu looked up at the rain falling from the sky and at the narrow sky cut by wires.

It may not be a better thing for him to teach Kurapika the ability to read, but it definitely doesn't turn out to be a worse thing.

Moyu is staring at the hazy sky, while Kurapika is staring at Moyu.

The power of the name "Mind......

Once you learn it, you will be able to step into the world of the man in front of you.

And Nian is also an indispensable weapon against spiders.

Kurapika's eyes are like the sky above the alleyway.

Narrow, hazy.

Since that day -

His world has narrowed to the point of revenge and the eyes of his people.

There is nothing more important than that, and at the same time, I am ready to go to hell.

"The rain is getting heavier."

Mo You withdrew his gaze from the sky and said calmly, "Let's go, find a place to shelter from the rain first." ”

As soon as the words fell, Mo You did not continue the topic just now, but turned around and walked in the direction outside the alleyway.

Kurapika quietly followed behind Moyu.

The two walked dozens of meters away one after the other, and they saw Xiaodi on the edge of the alleyway, holding an umbrella in his hand.

When he saw Moyu and Kurapika, a bright telekinesis appeared on Xiaodi's other hand, and it instantly materialized into a bulge-eyed fish.

Kurapika saw this scene in his eyes, and Tong Kong shrank slightly.

Droplet glanced at Kurapika and then ordered the eyefish, "Umbrella." ”

"Chirp!"

The eyes of the eagle fish rolled, and the mouth opened and spat out an umbrella.

Mo You looked over, and a shadow suddenly appeared, rolling the umbrella into his hand.

"Just an umbrella?"

Getting the umbrella, Mo You looked at the droplets slightly strangely.

Before coming here, he remembered to ask Xiao Di to prepare three umbrellas.

Xiao Di removed the protruding fish, tilted his head slightly, and said seriously: "There are two." ”

As she spoke, she gently shook the umbrella in her hand.

Mo You smiled helplessly, probably knowing what was going on, and skipped the topic directly, and then stuffed the umbrella into Kurapika's hand.

After doing this, he used his shadow to condense a pitch-black umbrella in front of Kurapika and held it in his hand to cover the rain that fell from the sky.

Seeing this, Kurapika silently stretched out the umbrella in his hand, and his heart set off a wave of waves.

He couldn't wait to know the full picture of Nian.

An hour later.

A martial arts hall in Baiying City.

Moyu gave it to him, but it was Fiona who gave it to him for free.

I vaguely remember that Fiona's goal was to spread the martial arts, so most of the money she earned was invested in the construction of the martial arts hall.

And this martial arts hall is one of the ones in Fiona's dream territory, which is just convenient for Mo You, who came to Baiying City.

"It's quiet here, and it's okay as a place to practice."

Mo Yu clasped his hands around him, looked at the lightly dressed Kurapika in front of him, and said, "If nothing else, we will stay here until you learn the basics." ”

"Hmm."

Kurapika has no objections.

The place of cultivation or something, in his opinion, is not an important matter.

Moyu tilted his head to look at the calendar on the wall of the training ground.

It has been about a month since the end of the hunter test, and I don't know if anyone else has also embarked on the path of cultivating the ability of mindfulness.

Putting away the meaningless thoughts, Mo You turned his head to look at Kurapika again, and said, "Be mentally prepared, the cultivation style I uphold will be a hundred times harder than you think." ”

"Just what I want."

Kurapika looked serious.

He was going to meet with Hisoka on the first of September, and strictly speaking, there was not much time left for him, only about seven months.

I don't know how long it will take to master the ability to think, and time is limited, so you can't rely on your talent, and hard work is the only way.

"Let's get started."

Moyou said calmly.

This is the beginning of the introductory training for Kurapika.

There is nothing special about the cultivation method in the early stage, the main thing is to instill some basic knowledge of reading in Kurapika.

Kurapika is gifted and intelligent, and can memorize it thoroughly just by listening to Moyu say it once, so this stage is over quickly.

"Just because you remember this knowledge doesn't mean you have understood it."

Mo You reminded at the right time.

Kurapika nodded in understanding.

Mo You smiled slightly, raised his right hand, and a faint light of telekinesis emanated from it.

"So, are you ready?"

"Hmm."

"Relax your body."

Moyuna's right hand, which had gathered a small amount of mental power, slowly pressed against Kurapika's back.

The moment the telekinesis touched her back, Kurapika reflexively tensed her body, but soon tried her best to relax her body under Moyu's reminder.

Subsequently—

Kurapika could clearly feel a warm current seeping into her body from her back, and then spreading towards her limbs.

The feeling for him is like a trickle flowing all over his body, not to mention comfortable, but he can feel an inexplicable peace of mind.

It seems that as long as this warm current stays in the body, there is no need to worry about the body being harmed.

But in the next second, the trickle suddenly turned into a rushing torrent.

Kurapika's expression was slightly shocked, and she suddenly opened her eyes, only to see that she was already in a bright light.

The light was like a torrent, surging around his body as the center point, and he could vaguely feel that something was draining from his body at an even rate.

"Is this 'qi'......?"

Without Moyu's reminder, Kurapika quickly closed her eyes and began to try to control the qi that was rapidly draining from her body.

Mo Yu watched quietly.

Enlightenment is the fastest shortcut to enter the world of thought.

It's just that this method is very talent-dependent.

Moyu thinks that Kurapika's talent is not weak, and it is completely fine to adopt this simple and crude approach.

Soon—

It took less than a minute for Kurapika to master the winding naturally.

The qi that had been gushing like a torrent gradually stabilized under his control, tightly enveloping his body.

"Good."

Mo Yu looked at the calm qi on Kurapika's body and said, "Now, think back to the feeling of the fine hole being forcibly swept away just now, and then reproduce that state." ”

“……”

Kurapika nodded, closing her eyes again.

A few seconds later.

He struggled to open the foramen in his arms, then his legs, then his torso and his head......

When all the fine pores are opened, the qi on the body boils again.

Although the technique looks extremely rusty, it can barely be regarded as completing the process from "winding" to "practicing".

At this moment, Moyu's voice sounded in Kurapika's ears: "Completely close the fine hole." ”

Kurapika was stunned.

If you barely master the "winding", you have to take advantage of the situation to learn to "practice", and then don't give any time to breathe, and directly connect to the training of "absolute".

This rush is not the same as the step-by-step approach that Moyou said before.

But Kurapika still did what he was told, still with his eyes closed, and began to try to close the fine hole completely.

It's just that he didn't succeed, but he made the change from "practice" to "entanglement".

"Do it all over again."

Moyu's voice came over without the slightest ripple.

Kurapika adjusted his breathing a little and tried to open the hole again.

Sidelines.

Xiao Di looked a little surprised when she saw this scene.

Is it a bit too hasty to start such a high-intensity training at the beginning of the mind......

Come to think of it, Xiaodi wouldn't interfere with Moyu's teachings.

Time passes slowly –

Kurapika fell down from exhaustion after ten minutes of practice, and didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids, so he fell into a deep sleep.

Moyu sat cross-legged next to him.

Half an hour later.

Moyu shook Kurapika awake and asked him to continue his practice.

Although Kurapika was still very tired, she did not complain at all, and strictly followed Moyu's requirements and continued to practice.

Moyu looked at Kurapika's performance and nodded secretly, but his mind drifted to the abilities that Kurapika had developed in the original book.

If Kurapika's obsession wasn't strong enough to "personally send the Phantom Brigade to hell", then with his intervention, there would be no need to set up a kryptonite restriction like in the original book.

"Let's take it one step at a time."

Mo Yu thought silently in his heart.

Compared to the development of mental ability, the foundation is also very important.

On the martial arts training ground.

Kurapika practiced the four skills she had just learned, over and over again.

Tired, asleep, get up, and keep ......

It's just repeating, like a robot, and I don't know what it's all about.

After exactly touching the mind, Kurapika craved more power than anyone else.

"The obsession with revenge...... There are good and bad. ”

Moyu looked at the sweaty Kurapika and said to himself, "Under the influence of Nian, this level of obsession may make you do a lot of things against your will, but it can speed up your growth now." ”

It was almost expected that Kurapika would be under the influence of this obsession and telepathy, and thus embark on a path full of blood and bones.

Such a choice is by no means the nature of Kurapika.

It was only because he had an incomparably heavy shackle on his shoulders that he had to do it.

Moyu will let Kurapika grow rapidly under the influence of this obsession, but he will not watch Kurapika go black like this.

........

Sky Arena.

Inside the stadium, the cheers of the spectators almost knocked off the ceiling.

"Tumbler! Tumbler! Tumbler! ”

The vast majority of the spectators were full of excitement and chanting Hisoka's title in the Sky Arena.

The title obviously sounds quite funny, but under the passionate emotions of the audience, it actually creates a kind of eye-catching momentum.

Above the ring.

Sisoka greeted the countless eyes coming from all directions, and walked towards the passage in the distance with a blank expression.

Behind him in the ring, lay a lifeless man.

The man was Hisoka's opponent in this match, and he died in the ring because he failed to arouse Hisoka's interest in the fight.

Hisoka walked into the passage amid deafening cheers, his eyes suddenly looking dozens of meters ahead.

There, a figure leaned against the wall of the passage.

Through the faint light, Hisoka could vaguely see the figure.

The figure was petite, with long pink hair coiled back and tied up with a headband.

Due to the light, Hisoka couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

However, after walking some distance, Hisoka saw the other party's large, bright blue eyes, and thus confirmed the other party's identity.

The person who came was a member of the Phantom Brigade Three, Marge Kormacini.

"March, are you waiting for me here?"

Sisoka was quite surprised, and his words revealed undisguised ambiguity.

"Sort of."

March's face was cold, and he didn't care about Hisoka's ambiguous tone, or he simply ignored it.

Hisoka smiled, "So, do you want to have dinner together?" ”

"Not interested."

March coldly rejected Siso's invitation, and then directly said his meaning: "The order has been changed, before April 1st, all members of the group must gather in Fandi City. ”

"Oh?"

Siso's eyes changed slightly, and the sheep pretended to ask in an indifferent tone, "Is the previous Youkexin City order invalid?" ”

"Yes."

March said expressionlessly: "But the head of the regiment said...... If we are still alive by August 30th, the voided order will be re-validated. ”

"Sounds scary, doesn't it?"

Hisoka had a big smile on his face.

March glanced at Hisoka's eyes and said, "The head of the regiment attaches great importance to this gathering, and there is a high probability that it will be a collective action after that, if you don't come this time, the head of the regiment will go to you in person, and then you will bear the consequences." ”

"Really?~~"

Hisoka's eyes narrowed slightly.

March didn't care about Siso's reaction at all, and said coldly: "There is another thing, don't deliberately ignore the text message of 'order change' sent to you, I don't want to come and inform you in person like today." ”

"Text message for a change of order?"

Hisoka raised his hand and pressed his chin, wondering, "Have you ever sent me such a message?" ”

"Less garlic."

March frowned, but didn't want to say any more, and walked towards the exit of the passage.

Hisoka looked at March's back and smiled, "Maybe I wanted to see you so much that I subconsciously ignored the text message you sent?." ”

"Next time, I wouldn't mind sewing your mouth for free."

March stopped and looked back at Hisoka, his eyes cold.

Sisoka shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and suddenly asked, "Fandi City, why does it sound a little familiar?" ”

“……”

When March heard this, a hint of darkness flashed in the depths of her eyes.

Fandi City is where Nobunaga, Knight, and Finks were buried a few years ago.

Sisoka looked at March, who suddenly fell silent, and instead of continuing to delve into the problem of Vandi City, he proposed, "Aren't the two of us on the way?" Do you want to go to Fandi City together? ”

"Yes, by the way."

March raised her eyes and said expressionlessly, "But I don't want to have anything to do with the name 'tumbler'. ”

“……”