Lulu also laughed, but as she laughed, tears flowed down her cheeks.
"Teacher, I will cultivate seriously and strive to become an emperor as soon as possible. Then, I will kill Yang Xuan and avenge my father."
Yang Xuan was still thinking about what happened just now, but when he heard this, he almost hit his head on the wall.
Sister, shouldn't you be immersed in the joy of success at this time? Let's just forget about hatred and whatnot.
Mo Di touched Lulu's hair and nodded. "I believe that day will come soon. Tell me about the process just now."
Lulu wiped away her tears and recounted the process of her clearing to Yang Xuan. Yang Xuan took notes seriously.
As the saying goes, there is always someone to learn from.
At this time, he treated Lulu as his teacher.
"Yes, there is no problem with the whole process, but the only thing you have to pay attention to is not to be greedy. You have to know that although the Wolf God's glory is infinite, as mortals, the capacity of our bodies is limited. I will teach you a chant that is specially used to train your body to accommodate more power of the Wolf God. Remember it well."
Next, Modi recited a set of cultivation incantations.
Yang Xuan listened for a few words and stopped listening.
This was useless to him.
After Mo Di left, Lulu did not try to reset again. Instead, she played with the newly obtained red and black power. She played with it happily and gradually got used to it.
Power was the origin, skills were just a side branch. After the power was strong, it would be twice the result with half the effort to train skills.
Yang Xuan quietly returned to the room next door and sat on the bed in contemplation.
He had completely mastered the method of reset. Combined with the illusory feeling he had the first time, he believed that it should not be a problem for him to enter the state of reset.
The problem now was to return to one.
He had learned the method and memorized it.
But he did not know if he could accept the Wolf God's glory.
After hesitating for a long time, he suddenly gritted his teeth.
As the saying goes, wealth comes from danger. If you don't enter the tiger's den, how will you know the truth?
Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated. First, he set up a barrier to isolate his aura, and then slowly closed his eyes.
After an unknown period of time, he returned to that strange state again.
He felt like a ray of light, a gust of wind, between existence and non-existence. He didn't know where he came from and where he went.
He just floated along with the wind like this. He had no goal, and he didn't want to know what his goal was.
Slowly, he seemed to see something.
They were colorful balls of light of different colors and sizes.
Some were as majestic and magnificent as the sun and moon, while others were as small as starlight, not too eye-catching.
At this moment, Yang Xuan knew in his heart that he had successfully entered a state of zero.
Next was Return to One.
Recalling Modi's words, he gradually adjusted his natural frequency to match a certain frequency.
Normally, such an adjustment would not have happened.
However, in the reset state, it was not much of a hindrance.
Gradually, he felt as if he was trembling slightly.
The light orbs around him began to dissipate, as if they had lost interest in Yang Xuan and slowly left.
After an unknown period of time, a ball of red and black light suddenly appeared before Yang Xuan's eyes.
"Roar!"
Vaguely, he heard a sound that he didn't know how to describe.
Then, a voice that was neither male nor female, neither loud nor low, and sounded emotionless came from the red and black light orb.
This voice seemed to be someone saying something, but Yang Xuan couldn't understand.
Yang Xuan was silent. After a long while, he tried to say, "Hello!"
For a moment, the red and black light orb seemed to be still.
A few seconds later, the voice sounded again, seemingly angry.
Boom!
A force that Yang Xuan couldn't resist directly pressed down on him.
Yang Xuan was shocked.
If he was pressed down by this force, there wouldn't be anything left of him.
In the nick of time, Yang Xuan's mind was clear, and his mind was clear. He instantly adjusted his frequency to break away from the Wolf God's frequency.
The other light orbs appeared again. Seeing that there was a force attacking, they directly emitted light to help Yang Xuan block the attack.
Yang Xuan wiped the cold sweat off his brow as he stealthily withdrew from this strange world, ending the reset state.
When his spirit returned to the room, Yang Xuan found that he was exhausted, sweating profusely, and his hands and feet were cramping.
Just seeing that force almost killed him. It was obvious how terrifying it was.
After calming down with great difficulty, Yang Xuan calmed his breathing and began to think about where he had gone wrong.
He didn't believe that he had been recognized by the Wolf God. Otherwise, there wouldn't have been a voice.
From this, it could be seen that the Wolf God didn't distinguish between Sirius or not. Otherwise, he would have killed Yang Xuan at the first moment.
In other words, something must have gone wrong with him.
He recalled the process and compared it one by one, but he didn't find anything wrong.
Yang Xuan frowned and racked his brains.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up.
When Modi taught Lulu the method of unification, there was a sentence that mentioned the ancient language of the Sirius. He also taught Lulu a passage of the language through voice transmission.
Yang Xuan didn't hear this language. Now it seemed that the problem was with the ancient language of the Sirius.
The language used by Sirius now was the official language of the universe that the Alliance of Ten Thousand Races required the major races to use.
But in fact, the major races had their own languages hundreds of millions of years ago, and Sirius was no exception.
Could it be that the key to unification was to use the ancient language of the Sirius to pray?
Yang Xuan slapped his thigh. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was right.
But then he started to worry again.
Where could he go to learn the ancient language of the Sirius?
When Modi imparted this prayer, he said it through voice transmission. It could be seen how confidential it was.
Should he put a knife to Lulu's neck and force her to tell him?
Let's not talk about whether it would work. If he did, he would be found by the Sirius Emperor, who was looking for him, before he could learn it.
Yang Xuan, who was at his wit's end, lay down on the bed.
It seemed that no matter when, knowing a foreign language was the absolute truth.
Yang Xuan thought bitterly.
He did know a foreign language, but it was English.
Should he say to the Wolf God, "Hello, the meal is ready. Come out, missy."
Or should he say, "Hao You, hair should be three grams of oil, my oil?"
It was estimated that the Wolf God would directly slap him until all his teeth fell out.
At that time, should he say "yamete"?
Yang Xuan racked his brains but couldn't find a suitable solution. He almost hit his head against the wall.
The night passed just like that. The next day, Lulu woke up early in the morning, tidied up, and went out.
Today was the day of Teacher Modi's class. She couldn't be late.
Yang Xuan, who was at his wit's end, could only hide again and follow Lulu to the class to see if he could find a solution.
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