I don't remember the detailed process, I just vaguely know that I had to concentrate my soul power, use mental strength to stabilize it, and then collapse it.
Fang Ling knew that this thing was very dangerous, and even though he knew the concept, he did not reveal anything to Dugu Bo.
I was just afraid that he would try recklessly and hurt himself, or even die.
What is surprising is that Dugu Bo can imitate the formation of the poison pill and make it himself.
Fang Ling concentrated his mind, using his spatial perception level 3 to sense everything carefully, ready to run away if anything went wrong.
This thing will explode, and it's quite powerful.
Dugu Bo is a Titled Douluo with deep soul power, so failure won't be a big deal, but his frail little body could really be blown to death.
Seeing his disciple involuntarily take two steps back, Dugu Bo smiled calmly and began to explain his ideas.
"The poison pill is the condensation of soul power. It is too difficult to compress it directly. I can't do it either, so I will try to make it rotate."
"And I remember that the poison pill was formed during the rotation of soul power, so I tried to pour more soul power into it while rotating and compressing it at high speed, and at the same time use mental power to assist in the compression."
He spoke as he operated.
The high concentration of soul power disturbed the surrounding space, and some distorted light patterns appeared around the vortex.
The fluctuating space began to interfere with Dugu Bo's control, causing the vortex to sway slightly.
Dugu Bo looked calm as he input his mental energy and increased his control over his soul power.
The somewhat unstable green vortex immediately returned to stability.
Dugu Bo did not continue to inject more soul power into it, and gestured:
"As you can see, I can only go this far. A space crack will appear behind me, and I can't go on."
"Any good suggestions? Can your intuition tell you whether I should continue to try or just stay here and study for a while longer?"
"My intuition tells me this is very dangerous, teacher." Fang Ling said sincerely.
"I know." Dugu Bo nodded slightly.
"Why don't you disperse them first and we can discuss it." Fang Ling racked his brains to recall more things related to the soul core.
"If it can't be dispersed and maintained, it will explode." Dugu Bo shook his head slightly and stabilized it with one hand.
Then he injected more mental power and grabbed Fang Ling with one hand.
His figure flashed, leaving the vortex of soul power to remain where it was.
"Bang!" There was a loud explosion.
Fortunately, the cave was huge and was not affected, but due to the power of the explosion, a huge air cannon was ejected from the cave entrance.
The poisonous fog inside was completely cleared away.
Dugu Bo spent some time to re-arrange the poison mist here, and then asked expectantly: "What do you think?"
Fang Ling said: "I don't think it's realistic to use the accelerated compressed soul power to condense into a static poison pill."
Dugu Bo frowned slightly, obviously not expecting Fang Ling to deny everything as soon as he opened his mouth.
Then Fang Ling continued, "So we might as well assume that there is a dynamic soul force group that runs at a very fast speed, condenses to the extreme, but can stabilize."
"This kind of dynamic soul power group can operate on its own and absorb the energy of heaven and earth, so it must be able to accelerate the practice."
"How can this be stabilized?" Dugu Bo thought for a moment and thought it was unlikely.
"So let's make an assumption first. Teacher, please don't interrupt me." Fang Ling remembered some things and began to make up the process according to the answer.
"You talk." Dugu Bo wanted to hear what his apprentice had to say.
Fang Ling pondered for a moment: "You said that the poison pill is stored in the Dantian, and the dynamic soul power group should also be stored in the Dantian."
"Although it is stable, it is running too fast and may cause inevitable tearing of the Dantian." "Therefore, after condensing this dynamic soul power group and absorbing it, a certain amount of soul power must be retained in the Dantian for buffering."
"Go on." Dugu Bo felt that it sounded somewhat reasonable.
"Then the key question now is whether the rapidly rotating dynamic soul power vortex can form a stable form." Fang Ling said slowly.
"My intuition tells me that such a state exists."
These words made Dugu Bo happy.
"I saw that you seemed to have injected a lot of mental power into a soul power vortex just now, teacher?" Fang Ling's eyes could see the flow of energy, and of course he saw Dugu Bo's action.
"Spiritual power can indeed help it operate stably. You said to use mental power?" Dugu Bo thought for a moment, "No, the space cracks will cut the mental power later."
Fang Ling nodded slightly: "But it has finally stabilized. However, even if you are a Titled Douluo, your spiritual power is limited after all. It is impossible to maintain it forever."
"The dynamic soul power group will spontaneously absorb external forces. Without compression, it will gradually expand, which makes it unable to stabilize on its own."
"so..."
While Dugu Bo's brain was working rapidly, Fang Ling speculated: "An external force is needed to restrain this powerful soul power."
"If there are enough spatial cracks and the spatial force is strong enough to form a stable state, and finally make it collapse inward to make the spatial force smooth, if it can still be stable, maybe it can succeed?"
"What a stable dynamic soul power group!" Dugu Bo's blood boiled when he heard it, his eyes shone brightly, his soul power surged, and he almost couldn't wait to try it.
"But teacher, this is too dangerous." Fang Ling held him down, his expression serious, "You are the only support we have now, and you must not get into any trouble."
"No, no, disciple, what you said makes sense." Dugu Bo agreed with Fang Ling's well-reasoned speculation, "The spatial force brought by the spontaneously generated spatial crack is definitely the key."
All the clues were strung together in his mind. He felt that he had discovered the truth of the world. He was extremely excited and said passionately:
"This must be the future development, the future of the soul master world must be like this!"
"I am the creator of this future, the pioneer of the world!"
People will get bored when they have nothing to do. Fang Ling said a few more words because he was afraid that Dugu Bo would do something stupid and kill himself.
So now you are so excited to become a pioneer in the world?
Fang Ling pulled the corner of his mouth and forcibly pulled Dugu Bo, who was almost possessed, and said, "Don't be the pioneer, teacher."
"It sounds feasible, but what if? You were killed in the explosion during the experiment, what should we do? How should I explain it to Yanyan?"
"The Xingluo Empire will definitely come to kill Zhuqing and me. Teacher, the enemies you didn't kill in the past and hid behind you will also come to take revenge."
"Please consider your granddaughter, apprentice, and apprentice's wife who are in danger."
"I'm not strong enough!"
Under the bond of family affection, Dugu Bo calmed down: "This is a problem. Tiandou is unreliable, and the Ye family is not strong enough..."
After staring at Fang Ling for a while, he slapped his head and a clever idea popped up in his mind: "If I die, you can go to the Spirit Hall."
"Chrysanthemum Pass will definitely accept you as its disciple because of the strange chrysanthemum."
"I remember him saying that Ghost Douluo Guimei's martial spirit has a hint of death because of his resurrection from the dead. Since you are both agile and can attack with the same agility, and you can be resurrected from the dead, Guimei might also accept you as his apprentice."
"Take Yanyan, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ye Lingling with you. No one will think of attacking Wuhun City."
Fang Ling agreed with his idea and was almost convinced: "It makes sense. With my talent, I will definitely be able to thrive in the Spirit Hall."
"But your life doesn't belong to just you. Come back with me and you must discuss it with Yanyan in person! Otherwise, if you die, she will never forgive me in her life."
Noticing the determination in Fang Ling's eyes, Dugu Bo remained silent, and then said: "I will convince Yanyan."
(End of this chapter)