After entering the mimicry training ground, Lu Yu didn't waste any time.

Directly entered the state of cultivation.

Because from the beginning of mimicry practice, resources are passing away every minute and every second.

That is their golden generation.

Except for a few of them, other students who want to practice mimicry not only need strong talents, but also need to compete with other students.

Even if you can win, there is a time limit.

Unlike Lu Yu and others, there is almost no time limit.

Except for some necessary courses, they can stay here to practice at other times. Coupled with the gap in talent, they will naturally leave the others further and further away.

Otherwise, why do you think Hu Liena and the others are practicing so fast?

It really just depends on talent.

How is that possible.

Their talents may be good, but they haven't reached the point where no one can match them. At least there are many talents in Wuhundian Academy who are not much worse than them.

But why the gap between them is so big is nothing more than a huge tilt in resources.

Of course, if they can get a tilt in resources, they must be outstanding, otherwise why would they be the ones tilted?

The characteristics of the martial soul are a big factor.

Whether a soul master is worthy of training depends not only on the level of innate soul power, but also on the martial soul. The better the quality of the martial soul, the higher the training value will naturally be.

In the blink of an eye, half a year later.

Over the past six months, Lu Yu's life has formed a pattern.

He practiced soul power for half a month at a mimicry training place, then returned home to meditate on the power of time for seven days, traveling back and forth between the two places repeatedly.

This day.

Lu Yu is comprehending the power of time at home.

In the yard, Dugu Bo suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Lu Yu's room with some surprise and uncertainty, his eyes full of shock and surprise.

That is, the power of time.

Dugu Bo stood up excitedly and arrived outside Lu Yu's door in an instant.

And inside the house.

Lu Yu sat cross-legged with his eyes slightly closed. The air around him seemed to have become thicker, and traces of special energy were constantly beating around him.

Along with the rhythm of the traces of energy, Lu Yu's hair color is also constantly changing. From black to white, from white to black.

Constantly switching between black and white.

It was as if Lu Yu's life was constantly passing by and being constantly replenished.

The transformation is extremely magical.

I don’t know how long it took, but that kind of transformation practice slowed down. From the beginning, it changed every second, but it may not change in the next few minutes.

Then it finally stabilized.

However, it is stable in white.

Not only did his hair turn white, Lu Yu also had many wrinkles on his face, making him look like an old man.

Then, Lu Yu opened his eyes.

At that moment, Lu Yu's white hair began to turn black rapidly at the roots, and the wrinkles on his face also disappeared rapidly.

In just a few blinks, he instantly returned to his handsome appearance.

A smile gradually appeared on Lu Yu's face.

"The power of time, small success."
Chapter completed!