The only beast master in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 13 "Filial piety"

Wang!Wang!
The little puppy whose hair gradually changed from black to gray circled around a half-grown child, and the child stretched out his feet, tripping over the puppy who wanted to rub against him from time to time.

"Go, stay here, don't disturb me doing business, this is related to your future future!"

Feng Qing'an, who just got out of the chicken coop, was holding a flopping and clucking little hen in his hand. Every time he took a step, he poked his head to look left and right like a thief.

Today is a great day when his parents are not at home, but he has waited for this opportunity for several days.

It's not that he did anything bad, since his eldest brother left for more than a month, he has behaved extremely well, otherwise his parents wouldn't feel at ease leaving him at home alone.

Feng Qing'an also mainly wanted to try "Inducing Spirit and Refining Blood". Originally, he planned to wait until he had condensed the first soul contract and accumulated enough soul power before trying this secret technique.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. For more than a month, he practiced diligently and worked day and night. Although there was still a long way to go before condensing the soul deed, he felt that the accumulation of soul power was quite good.

According to Feng Qing'an's own estimate, it is enough for him to perform "Inducing Spirit and Blood Refining Technique" once, and it is even more than enough. How can he bear it? He hasn't figured out other uses of soul power until now.

This is also a point that makes Feng Qing'an quite depressed. Although he has not practiced for a long time, he has accumulated so much soul power, but it has not changed him in any way.

The food intake has not increased significantly, the stature has not grown taller, and the quality of endurance and speed has not changed from before. Apart from sleeping more peacefully and energetically, there is no obvious change. Therefore, Feng Qing'an currently only has I made the choice of "Leading Spirits and Alchemy".

As for the hen he was holding in his hand, it was because the "Spirit Induction and Blood Refining Technique" had certain risks, and if it was used rashly, it might cause certain damage to the beast pet.

Therefore, Feng Qing'an needs to find some living animals to practice in advance, so as to reach the level of proficiency, so that he can use it on his puppies.

"Lingling, refining blood!"

Feng Qing'an firmly grasped the hen's wings with both hands, regardless of the clucking sound of the rooster. After calming down, he began to practice the spirit induction dozens of times.

Using the cultivated soul power to draw the ubiquitous aura, Feng Qing'an is already very familiar with this step, but he can't pull it much, the most important thing is the next step, blood refining!

Pull the aura to the living beings other than himself to achieve the effect of tempering their physique, warming and nourishing their bones and blood, and making them reborn.

Feng Qing'an narrowed his eyes slightly, and entered a state similar to cultivation. Immediately, his eyes "seeed" the ubiquitous "light" floating between the heaven and the earth.

He disturbed the "light" around him with his soul power, pulled it, manipulated it carefully, and very smoothly introduced two or three points of light into the little hen caught by him. The process was very smooth, and the aura was smoothly integrated.

"Success!?"

Feng Qing'an's eyes widened with joy, and he withdrew from that special state. The next moment, he felt a struggling force that was several times stronger than before coming from under his hand, and the little hen frantically Flapping his wings, he almost broke free from his grasp.

The next moment, Feng Qing'an, who had a look of joy on his face, was a little confused, because he watched the little hen in his hand, whose body was not too big, quickly began to swell rapidly, and bulged into a ball.

"It's going to explode!"

Seeing this sudden sudden change, Feng Qing'an didn't even think about it, and threw the hen out with a flick of his hand, but the chicken exploded in mid-air before it landed.

boom!
Red, black, and crimson splashed in the air, as if raindrops were falling, at that moment, Feng Qing'an subconsciously closed his eyes, and Feng Qing'an, who squatted down, felt warm viscous liquid splashing on his face and hair.

When he opened his eyes again and looked at the mess in front of him, he was completely stunned. Even though he had insight far beyond his appearance, this insight did not include a chicken swelling to the size of a basketball, and then It exploded violently.

"This is the so-called certain risk in the description?"

Feng Qing'an wiped off the blood on his face, looked at the mess in front of him, and couldn't help mumbling to himself.

Not far away, the poultry in the duck-rolled chicken coop stared blankly at this scene, until Feng Qing'an's voice sounded, these poultry screamed crazily, flapped their wings and bumped around, obviously scared up.

Ow!

Not only these poultry, but even the two big white geese wandering leisurely in the yard, and the little blackie who has been circling around Feng Qingan's feet, were frightened and screamed, and hid in the corner with their tails between their legs. went.

And the commotion of these little guys also awakened Feng Qing'an, now is not the time for him to meditate, the most important thing is to clean up the yard as soon as possible, otherwise he will not be able to explain it when his parents come back.

"Chicken, chicken, don't blame me, you are a dish in the world, go early this year, and come early next year!"

Feng Qing'an murmured the chicken-killing spell he had learned, took a clay pot and began to clean up the pieces of meat and bones scattered in the yard with feathers stuck to them.

Although it's disgusting, who made this up by himself.Moreover, after cleaning up the scene of the bloody crime, Feng Qing'an realized more deeply how terrifying this secret technique exclusively for beast masters is.

I am afraid that this secret method is not only used to strengthen the pet's physique and increase its chance of transformation. If it is not used well, it can also become an extremely terrifying method of killing.

After all, with the soul power he possesses now, he didn't even step into the threshold of a beast master. Feng Qing'an knew that the little spiritual power he pulled was really nothing, but it was just such a little spiritual power that was forcibly integrated into the poultry's body. In the body, there will be such a terrible change.

"I'm not a blood-handed butcher. What to do with counter-practice secrets, first research and understand the proper use."

Feng Qing'an stopped many dangerous thoughts bursting out, and began to sum up experience and lessons,

"After the spiritual power is integrated, it should be guided, and I will help refine it. If this chicken can retain the spiritual energy by itself and use it for its own use, it will not be kept in a cage."

Various conjectures emerged in his mind, one failure was nothing, although the result of this failure was a bit tragic beyond his imagination, but Feng Qingan looked at the duck pen and chicken coop with fiery eyes,
"I still have a lot of trial and error, the opportunity to verify the conjecture, don't worry, take your time!"

"Well, this chicken offal, let's use it to make soup. It can't be wasted. When my parents come back, give them a surprise. They should praise me for my filial piety, right?"

(End of this chapter)