[Eidolon Master·Side Mission: Skills Don’t Overwhelm the Body]
[Requirement: Use the "Spiritual Spirit Technique" correctly once]
[Reward: "Soul Gathering and Soul Raising Technique"]
"New practice method?"
When he saw the newly released mission, Feng Qing'an, who had completed his practice in the dead of night and was about to fall asleep, suddenly became energetic. You could tell by looking at the name that this was no better than the "Ling Ling Yun Soul Jue" he was currently practicing.
few.
""Spiritual Art"!"
Feng Qing'an thought silently, because after the physical transformation, the speed of his practice was a thousand miles faster than before, so he was immersed in his practice and temporarily ignored the "Shenshen Technique" he had obtained.
One is because he has truly realized the difficulty of practicing the secret method of beast control and does not want to spend too much time on it. The other is because after briefly browsing this secret method, he really has no interest in it.
"Spirit Art", as its name suggests, is a relatively useless secret method in Feng Qing'an's opinion, because its function is to allow his consciousness to be placed on a pet through the soul contract.
To put it simply, he can observe the world from the perspective of a pet. Apart from that, he has no other characteristics. How can this make Feng Qingan interested and spend time practicing?
He was full and had nothing to do to experience the perspective of his family's Montenegro. If he had the energy, he might as well practice for a while.
But things are different now. If he successfully completes the first use of the "Spirit Art", he will obtain a better practice method. Presumably, with this practice method, he can advance to become an Earth Beast General earlier!
"Let me see!"
Feng Qing'an was not in a hurry to go to sleep, and carefully considered this secret method. After reading it carefully, he found that the threshold for practicing this secret method was actually not high. The most important difficulty lies in the intimacy with the pet.
As long as the animal pet does not resist and actively cooperates, it is basically easy to place one's consciousness on it through the soul contract and see the world in the eyes of the animal pet.
"Black Mountain, come here!"
Although it is not a good habit to stay up late at night, Feng Qingan's mind and thinking are extremely clear at the moment, mainly due to his cultivation process, which is enough to replace part of his sleep.
Heishan, who was already hungry and had been suffering for a few days, heard Feng Qingan's call and quickly got up and entered his room, shaking his head and looking at Feng Qingan. The meaning revealed in this couldn't be more obvious.
, I hope it can be allowed to climb over the wall to hunt, so that it can have a good meal.
"What's the hurry? Wait a little longer!"
Feng Qing'an comforted the wolf-dog that had turned into a demon. It wasn't that their family didn't give Heishan food. In fact, Heishan's appetite was beyond ordinary people's understanding. The chickens and ducks he raised were really for this guy to eat.
, I'm afraid Huo Huo will be clean after just two or three meals, and his mother, Mrs. Yin, is afraid she will go crazy.
"Come here and practice with me first. I heard that dogs can see things that humans can't see. I want to see how the world in your eyes is different from what I see!"
Feng Qingan reached out and rubbed Heishan's soft and smooth hair. It must be said that it felt excellent.
"Don't resist, and don't have any objection to me!"
Before trying, Feng Qing'an warned him repeatedly. Based on the information about the secret method that was almost engraved in his mind and could not be forgotten even if he wanted to, Feng Qing'an knew the most critical point of the secret method, which was whether the animal pet could cooperate with the beast master.
Feng Qing'an was quite confident about this, but when he used the secret technique for the first time, the success made him realize once again that he had underestimated the extent of Montenegro's trust and dependence on him.
The process of his consciousness entering was very smooth, and it was not like the first time at all, as if he had already cooperated with him hundreds of times. The moment Feng Qingan realized that he had successfully used the secret technique,
It all feels a bit incredible.
But the lowered angle of view, and the handsome child sitting cross-legged on the bed in the center of the angle of view, both prove that he succeeded in performing the "Spell of Resurrection", and it was successful the first time.
But the next moment, Feng Qingan was attracted by the magnificent and mysterious world in Heishan's eyes.
Light was everywhere, and the dazzling but not dazzling golden light flowed everywhere in his room.
"What's this?"
At this time, Feng Qing'an realized that "The Art of Resurrection" was not some trivial secret method, but at this moment, he was more curious, what was this ubiquitous brilliant light flow?
It didn't seem to have any impact on him. Even though these streams of light lingered through his body, he didn't feel any discomfort or special changes in his body.
Soon, Feng Qingan found the source of the light flow, and it turned out to be the books on the bookshelf in his room.
All the light flows from these books, filling his room and flowing outside his room, no matter how wide the scope is.
"The classics of sages written silently by my elder brother!"
Feng Qing'an looked at the source of the light flow and immediately remembered the origin of these books that he used as decorations to cover up his small vault.
This is what his eldest brother went to borrow books from a friend's teacher when his family was poor, read them over, kept them in mind, and wrote them down silently when he returned home.
Most of these books were written by his elder brother, stroke by stroke, with his own eyes.
Because the words written by his eldest brother are as powerful as a startling dragon, vigorous and majestic, and they are even more flowing when writing. Just watching from the side is a kind of enjoyment.
The sage's articles were written with poor-quality pen and ink on yellow paper where sawdust could even be seen, and then bound into a book.
In Feng Qing'an's eyes, these were calligraphy treasures worth collecting. Therefore, after his eldest brother took the imperial examination and the family's thatched cottage was renovated, he moved all these books into his room and put them on the bookshelf. Unfortunately, they became
furnishings.
However, at this moment, Feng Qingan, who was observing everything in front of him through the perspective of Black Mountain, realized the magic of these books.
The yellow paper and poor ink that poor people can afford with gritted teeth are naturally nothing special. Feng Qingan helped his elder brother run errands and bought a lot of them back then. The person who really turned these decayed books into magic was probably the writing of the book.
The person who writes on it.
"Haoran is upright?!"
Feng Qing'an guessed that this was because he, a brat, had heard that a Confucian student studying hard for ten years could develop a strong and righteous spirit.
But he had only heard of it, never seen it, so he wasn't sure if it was true, but judging from the current performance, it should be similar. It couldn't be that all the books left by his elder brother had become spirits.
"Then why are you okay?"
Feng Qing'an recalled the description of Haoran's righteousness he had heard, and stared at Heishan with his tongue sticking out in front of him from the perspective of his body.
"We promised that gods and ghosts should stay away and evil spirits should stay away. How can you behave so well?"