However, the power that even he cannot control is always an unpredictable danger to Xian Mo's master.
Therefore, when Xiao Linfeng came up the mountain in person, Qingkuang gave up his plan to fight against him. If Ao Moli knew that he had such evil objects in his hands, how would he be willing to let him go?
"What the hell is the evil place, Ming Qianhe!
I'm afraid you have never tried this Red Flame String, right? If it gets out of control, have you ever thought about the consequences!" Qing Kuang pointed at Qianhe and roared in a low voice.
Ming Qianhe looked disapproving and said: [
"Qingkuang, you are right! I have never been involved in the affairs of the world. I only like to explore and test the strange powers in the world.
Well, I can’t tell you the details about the Evil Land now, because even I know very little about it. Originally, according to the plan, I should be in the Evil Land by now, but since Fengyun and Beiming are at war, as long as
Let’s put it aside for now. At least Chiyan…”
Ming Qianhe glanced at Qing Kuang lightly and whispered:
"It is an ancient monster spirit, and some evil and bloodthirsty energy is inevitable! Whether you use it or not is up to you!
I only promise to help you strengthen your weapons, but I don’t guarantee that you will be able to bear it! Feng Qingkuang, you have to understand that Qinyin ancient martial arts have been lost in this continent for hundreds of years, and some of them need to be conquered by yourself!"
After listening to it wildly, he fell silent and fell into meditation. What Ming Qianhe said was not unreasonable. Since he decided to take a different path in another world, he was destined to endure dangers and dangers that were different from ordinary people.
crisis.
At the end, Qingkuang raised his head and asked Ming Qianhe for advice:
"I dare to ask senior, what should I do if I want this red flame string to be completely controlled by my heart?"
"There is only one path: the path of a strong man who improves his cultivation ability! Only when you have enough ancient martial arts strength to suppress it will Chi Yan truly obey your orders!"
After Qing Kuang listened, he put away the string ink, put it on his back again, and turned around to walk. Just after walking a few steps, the faint sound of Ming Qian River came from behind.
"How is your practice of controlling beasts going?"
Qing Kuang's heart suddenly froze. It seemed that after Ming Qianhe experienced the incident in Heming Valley, he finally realized the fact that he had mastered the ancient art of controlling animals.
"There is a slight success, but...this ancient secret skill has been lost for a long time. In today's world, there is no expert who can give guidance. The juniors have been studying it for a long time, but they are still only at the elementary level."
Qingkuang pondered for a moment and answered truthfully.
Ming Qianhe nodded and said quietly:
"It's good that you know. Although I don't know much about the art of controlling beasts, I still want to remind you!
Summoning with spells is the primary stage of the art of controlling beasts. What can be controlled is nothing more than natural wild beasts. If you want to be able to summon older and more powerful monsters... then spells are not feasible.
It’s the inner strength of the cultivator himself!”
"Inner strength?"
While Qing Kuang was wondering, a purple light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes. In an instant, where Ming Qianhe waved his palm gently, a strong breath quickly passed by. As he passed by, the ink-colored guqin behind Qing Kuang also suddenly
Let out a low whimper.[
The sound of the piano calls?!
An idea suddenly popped up in Qing Kuang's consciousness. At this moment, she completely understood what Ming Qianhe meant!