The method used by the spirit master is called spirit control.
The art of controlling spirits is divided into two levels: understanding spirits and controlling spirits.
Enlightenment, understanding the meaning of the existence of spiritual power. Why is there spiritual power in this world, and where does it come from?
Only by understanding the true meaning can we break through to another level, which is spirit control.
After reaching the level of spirit control, you can easily control spiritual energy and turn it into spiritual power. You can control everything without being restrained. But if you want to reach this level, you already belong to a high-level spiritual master.
There are exceptions to everything. If an ordinary spirit master wants to practice and control the spirit art accurately, he must cultivate the strength of the soul to the extreme and be proficient in it. The sign is the ability to create three clones.
Feng Mian was completely different. After entering the threshold of a spiritual master and reaching spiritual enlightenment, he actually skipped this stage and entered the spiritual control stage. Needless to say, his advantage was that in addition to his own talent, he also had the support of a huge soul power.
At this time, Feng Mian stood quietly in the garden and in the middle of the medicine pond, his eyes scanning the flower farmers around him.
There was nothing strange about them, they were still doing their own thing as usual, taking good care of the exotic flowers and plants here, and the changes were almost visible to the naked eye.
Slowly closing his eyes, Feng Mian began to mobilize the power of his soul according to the records in the Spirit Master's Codex.
There were waves of fluctuations in his mind, with his shadow as the center, appearing transparent and spreading out.
"Teacher, it has been so long. The soul power you gave me has already integrated with myself, so next, I will use my own power to complete the soul control stage. I hope you will be pleased to see it.
Under his control, the power of the soul surged like a tide, setting off waves in the entire sea of consciousness. He suddenly opened his eyes and stared ahead, a brilliant light flashed through. He slowly raised his right hand...
There was no fluctuation in the palm of his hand, but when he suddenly grasped it, the aura around the space quickly gathered and turned into an invisible energy that trembled in his hand. The petals in front of him flew toward him.
Phew! Phew!
The petals formed a colorful pattern, dancing in his hands.
A smile appeared at the corner of Feng Mian's mouth, and the beating of the petals reminded him of the Floating Flower Gate. But their methods were completely different. This time, Feng Mian could use it directly without inhaling the spiritual energy into his body for transformation.
With a thought, countless petals swept across again, tightly surrounding Feng Mian.
It looked like a hundred-flower barrier, with extremely strong defensive power. And when his mind changed, the power of his soul also changed, and he immediately condensed a hundred-flower sword in his hand: "What the Piaohua Sect can do, I can do it too!
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At this time, the flower farmer in charge of the flower garden frowned and walked over quickly when he saw this scene.
"What do you want to do? What do you mean when you ruin the flowers we finally made?"
He reached out and waved, trying to break up Feng Mian's defense. But Huanong was shocked. The moment his palm touched the barrier, he was involved. His whole body was spinning and floating, all under Feng Mian's control.
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Controlling all things, Feng Mian has now entered the primary stage. But to truly use the spirit control technique to fight against the enemy, I am afraid that there is still some fire left. However, to achieve this step in such a short period of time is already very evil.
With a few clicks, the flower farmer froze in mid-air, staring at Feng Mian in horror.
"What are you doing? What methods did you use? Put me down! Do you hear me? Put me down!"
Feng Mian smiled faintly, he had no intention of embarrassing them in the first place, he just used them to practice his skills.
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The flower farmers here have no cultivation, or they are all very weak, as if the meridians in their bodies have been deliberately blocked.
Therefore, it is actually very easy to control them. After feeling this, Feng Mian felt that there was no challenge and no interest. He raised his hand and used the spirit control technique, and the opponent flew back.
Suddenly, there was a wave of dizziness in his mind. Feng Mian immediately knelt on the ground and shook his head violently!
"Haha... Do you really think that you are a peerless genius? Is the art of controlling spirits so easy to learn? Is it so easy to become a master of controlling spirits? To control all things? If you want to accurately control this move, it's too early for you."
In fact, Lian Sanniang had been observing in the dark for a long time. Feng Mian's every move was under her observation. When she saw that Feng Mian could easily control the petals without any spiritual power leaking out, her heart could no longer calm down.
You must know that it took her several years of practice to achieve this point. Feng Mian had only been exposed to the art for a long time, and he was able to do it. You were right, he was truly a genius as a spiritual master.
Pretend to be disdainful on the surface, or even give a small blow.
"Look at your current state. Your face is pale and your soul power is weak. Even if your body can handle such a huge burst of soul power in a short period of time, what about your consciousness? Who do you think you are?"
With a helpless smile, Feng Mian wiped the sweat from his forehead and stood up reluctantly.
"I'm sorry, Sanniang. I was too anxious for success. I didn't expect that this spirit control technique seems simple, as long as you can control the spiritual energy. But to really do it, it does take a lot of effort."
With one hand behind his back, Lian Sanniang glanced at him without saying anything in reply.
As soon as he glanced at it, his expression suddenly changed. Feng Mian made this place a mess, and used his impatient control of all things, resulting in a different state, so it was a mess.
"That's unreasonable! What do you think my garden is? Your training ground? Your place of cultivation? Feng Mian, if you don't restore this place to its original state within two hours, let's see how I teach you a lesson!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Lian Sanniang left angrily, and soon Feng Mian was left alone, confused.
Feng Mian scratched his head, with a wry smile on his face: "You should clean up the mess you made by yourself."
Xiaoyaoju front hall
"That kid Feng Mian is very interested in the art of controlling spirits right now, but he is also very evil. He can control all things as soon as he gets started. Although he doesn't look like him at all, he has basically taken a prototype. I have to sigh at how powerful his talent is."
Lian Sanniang is sitting on the main seat, sitting quietly. Below him on the left is Pang Sanqian.
There were only two of them in the hall, and their faces were a little solemn. It seemed that some changes in the Black Prison City would be difficult to solve in a short time. It must not be easy for them to show such expressions at the same time.
"That's good. At least Feng Mian won't know what's happening in the outside world. Before he has mastered the spirit control technique to a certain level, it's better not to get involved hastily to avoid further trouble."
Standing up, Lian Sanniang's pretty face looked a little solemn.
"How is the situation over there? Is there any news from the Black Prison Guard? Is the other party really desperate to confront us directly? Do you know how many casualties there are in the city now?"
His fists were clenched tightly, and the armrest of the seat was almost shattered.
Pang Sanqian stood up abruptly, his body surging with energy and anger.
"How unreasonable, openly provocative, and don't take me seriously at all. This Soul Sacrifice Sect wants to go to heaven! According to the investigation of the Black Prison Guard, the opponent started attacking from four directions.
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If you are aggressive, you are coming with bad intentions."
There are no rules in the Black Prison City, so there is no defense. There is a mixture of fish and dragons here, and anyone can come and go. But in these days, more and more people have died and disappeared, and even the Black Prison Guards have no time to investigate.
"Are you sure it's the Soul Sacrifice Sect's method? Could it be some other force?"
Pang Sanqian snorted: "Who else can do this kind of thing besides the Soul Sacrifice Sect? Other forces can't do this here. Now I just want to find a way to force them out."
Taking a step forward, Pang Sanqian put his hands behind his back and looked forward.
"The Soul Sacrifice Sect has only one target, and that is little friend Feng Mian. The rare treasure on his body is said to be vital to the Soul Sacrifice Sect. So no matter where it is, it will not be let go easily. But in this Black Prison City, they can't help it.
presumptuous."
There are defenses from the Black Prison Guards on all sides including the east, west, south and north. However, the Soul Sacrifice Sect's men are coming with force, and they are a little caught off guard. As long as you know the opponent's strength, you can deal with it calmly.
At this moment, a figure flew over and knelt directly in front of Pang Sanqian.
"Sir, there is chaos in the south of the city. Many powerful people are entangled together and are not letting go. They seem to be fighting in a melee. According to the investigation by my subordinates, it is probably Luo Wanmiao's people who caused it. Do you want to suppress it?"
Before he finished speaking, Pang Sanqian flashed and disappeared from the spot.
From afar, his rich voice came.
"I want to go and see for myself how capable this Soul Sacrifice Sect is, and how confident it is that it insists on coming to our Black Prison City to cause trouble. I want them to know whose territory this is."
Lian Sanniang looked in the direction where he disappeared with a serious look on her pretty face.
"It seems that this guy Feng Mian is really a hot potato. I, Xiaoyaoju, can't slack off."
With a wave of his jade hand, many guards gathered, led by Tie Muyan, who was still injured.
"Listen, from now on, the entire Xiaoyaoju is strictly prohibited from entering and exiting at will. No matter who it is, no one is allowed to come in easily. Also, Tiemuyan, I know you wholeheartedly protect Xiaoyaoju, so watch Feng Mian and don't
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Before she could finish her words, Lian Sanniang stretched out a hand from behind and held her wrist tightly.
"Sanniang, don't let me know what? Don't let me know that the situation in this Black Prison City is already so serious? If I hadn't come out, would you have completely kept me in the dark? Without me coming forward, they wouldn't have given up.
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Taking steps, Feng Mian made a gesture to walk out.
Now that the Soul Sacrifice Sect has caught up here, the opponent must be sure to win. Although Black Prison City has no rules and there are many strong people, the Soul Sacrifice Sect has endless destructive methods, so it will still suffer.
"Tie Muyan, stop this guy!"
Lian Sanniang stepped forward and scolded: "What's the use of going out now? Have you succeeded in practicing the spirit control technique? Now, the bloodthirsty people outside are worrying about finding someone to vent their anger on. How can you still
Are you going to throw yourself into a trap?"
With a wave of his hand, an invisible restraint wrapped around Tie Muyan, and he easily flew backwards.
"I have mastered the art of controlling spirits. Therefore, the chaos in this Black Prison City must be quelled by me!"
Resolutely determined, Feng Mian didn't want to continue talking nonsense. He took a step forward and used the Mist Shadow Technique, turning it into a ball of gray-black mist and disappearing into the sky.
Lian Sanniang stared ahead with complicated eyes: "Why is this boy so stubborn in temper compared to what he was back then? He's even worse! Forget it, he has his own destiny and can't force it."