Dizun, why are you on fire again?

Chapter 158 Learning the Soul Seed
"You can't get along with a little mouse, why bother?" Dong Chili sneered and shook his head, but suddenly swung his right palm out, cutting across the tree trunk like a blade.

With a slight sound, Dong Chili clapped his palms and said with a smile, "Call work."

"What did you do?"

Wen Yanfeng frowned, not knowing Dongchili's intention, but as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the tree trunk shaking, and then the trunk above Dongchili's cross-cut part slowly fell to the side.

Bang!
The tree trunk fell heavily to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Wen Yanfeng closed his eyes and shook his head slightly: "You are really violent."

"It came out."

Dong Chili pointed to the tree trunk that had been cut flat, and Wen Yanfeng looked at it after hearing the words.

Sure enough, I saw a dazed little mouse staring at its round eyes. It stood in its own nest. It didn't know why its nest was cut in half, and it was obviously frightened and at a loss.

The little mouse is bigger than the mouse on the earth, especially with a pair of sharp fangs under the pointed mouth.

"Shouldn't you make trouble for it?" Dongchi Li laughed.

The little mouse seemed to understand what Dong Chili said, and was so frightened that he burrowed into the passage below.But Dongchi Li had quick hands and quick eyes, and he grabbed the little mouse by the tail in a sudden move, and then lifted it up.

"Squeak."

The little mouse struggled with its limbs and was about to bite Dongchili, but Dongchili shook its body quickly, making it unable to stabilize or turn its head back.

"Run, run, keep running." Dongchi Li laughed and said, and then raised it in front of Wen Yanfeng, "This little guy is dark and a little ugly."

Wen Yanfeng took two steps back in disgust, frowned and said, "Why aren't you afraid of it?"

"Afraid of it?" Dongchi Li sneered, "Why am I afraid of it? It's only a first-level soul beast. Even ordinary people can easily slap it to death."

Wen Yanfeng moved his lips, and wanted to say something else, but he didn't say it.

"Okay, okay, you can use it to practice your hands." Wen Yanfeng waved his hand, "Since it is a first-level soul beast, it can't escape your palm, so you can just use the soul seed."

"Oh." Dong Chili nodded, "Why the soul species? Like my soul species Yin Yin and Xiao You?"

"Then you will die."

Dong Chili looked suspiciously at Wen Yanfeng, who was only a first-level soul beast. As for putting himself on the verge of life and death?

However, Wen Yanfeng explained: "Although it is only a first-level soul beast, humans and soul beasts have their own consciousness. A strong consciousness has nothing to do with race. Now you just turned your soul, and the little mouse resisted, and the mental pressure exerted instantly was not enough. It is weaker than the No. 20 step of Hundred Soul Steps. If you follow the previous method to soul-plant it, think about the consequences."

Dongchi Li shivered suddenly, and stared at the little mouse in his hand.Equivalent to the mental pressure of the No. 20 step of Baipo step, Dongchi Li will be in danger of life. Before she and Wen Yanfeng left Tianyuan City, they had just walked to the eighteenth step.

"Then what should I do?"

Dong Chili asked humbly, it is better to listen to Wen Yanfeng at this time, otherwise he would not know when he would bleed to death from his seven orifices.It's also fortunate that I came to find Wen Yanfeng, otherwise I would have to die in the suburbs if I pretended to be a soul beast in the future.

Originally, Dongchili planned to consult Xi Mang, but Ximang said that he was not a human being, and he didn't know much about how a beast tamer was born, so Dongchili could only come to consult Wen Yanfeng.

"Cut out a strand of your spiritual power first."

Dongchili obediently cut out a wisp of spiritual power with pain, and let this light blue spiritual power come out through the center of the eyebrows, hovering around the little mouse.

When the little mouse saw this strand of spiritual power, it bared its teeth and screamed, as if it had realized that it was about to be soul-planted.

"Split another strand."

Dongchili cut another strand.

"Cut again."

……

In the end, under the guidance of Wen Yanfeng, Dong Chili cut off nearly half of the spiritual power in the spiritual sea. This was a very painful process, and her whole face turned pale. She gasped and said, "Are you alright? Still have to cut it off?" How much do you want?"

At this moment, Wen Yanfeng and Dong Chili were already standing in the blue sea of ​​air, and their surroundings were full of strong spiritual power.

Wen Yanfeng looked around, and then nodded: "Enough. Although it is only a small first-level soul beast, you are the first real soul species, so you need to be more cautious. When you become proficient, you can Appropriately reduce mental power."

"Okay." Only then did Dong Chili heave a sigh of relief, the feeling of gouging out his mind one after another was really uncomfortable, several times his hands trembled in pain, and he was about to let go of the little mouse.

"Try to achieve the same moment, and there should be no difference in the time of one breath. Control these mental powers to invade the little mouse's mind and crush its consciousness. The time must be consistent, otherwise the little mouse's consciousness will eat back your mental power, and the strong pressure generated may be Let you fall short, you don't have much mental power left, don't waste the opportunity. You try to control these mental powers first."

Dong Chili nodded, and immediately concentrated his attention, slowly manipulating the mental power scattered around, trying to keep every wisp under his control.

However, Dong Chili found that these mental powers had been separated from his mental sea one after another, and it was very difficult to control them, as if he had to use hundreds of them.

She actually wanted to control these mental powers at the same time!

Time passed bit by bit, and in the blink of an eye, dusk had come. It was very difficult for Dong Chili to control these mental powers at the same time, but she was already exhausted.

A lethargy that desperately wants to sleep.

Wen Yanfeng stretched out his fist and knocked Dong Chili on the head, woke up the drowsy her, and said: "It is enough for you to control these mental powers in a sleepy state. However, your mental power The manipulative ability is very good, I learned this for a long time than you. Now, let’s go all out and grow a little mouse.”

"oh oh."

Finally able to hold the little mouse whose tail was about to be pinched off by himself in the hands of the soul seed!
Dongchili pulled himself together, and immediately became excited.She carefully manipulated all the scattered mental power, and after turning around in a circle, Dong Chili made sure that there was no time error, so she glared suddenly, controlled all the mental power to turn into blue light arrows, and suddenly Shoot the little mouse in the head!
As soon as the mental power filled the little mouse's head, it frantically devoured the little mouse's consciousness.

"Squeaky-"

The little mouse struggled frantically.

At this very moment, a powerful resistance energy was directly transmitted to Dongchili's spiritual sea through the scattered mental power, and Dongchili's head suddenly throbbed, which was more terrifying than Baipobu!
"puff--"

His head was squeezed by mental pressure, and Dong Chili suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

(End of this chapter)