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Knowing that his actions just now were already very shocking.Only relying on the explanation and self-comprehension can successfully use spiritual power to come out of the painting at one time, Ye Qiao is definitely the No. 1 in Jizhou mainland!You must know that this looks very simple, but it is not the most basic method of spiritual power practice.To use an analogy, it's as if Ye Qiao was able to run immediately after learning to crawl—he just skipped the step of walking and started running! !

Of course Ye Qiao didn't know.After he arranged the food, he was going to wake up Yan Qiong.At this time, Yan Qiong rushed out of the painting like a cannonball while shouting Ye Qiao's name. Seeing Ye Qiao standing in front of her, she immediately let go of her heart. Fortunately, she is still fine... After realizing it for a moment, he was stunned again, and asked in a murmur, "Did you come out by yourself?"

"En, yes!" Ye Qiao giggled, then patted her head a little embarrassedly: "It turns out that the use of spiritual power is so difficult, I saw that you came out of the painting so easily, I thought it was very simple, but it turns out I tried it and almost fell from the clouds." Then he rubbed the back of his head and continued to giggle at Yan Qiong.

Yan Qiong was dumbfounded, looking at this little guy, she didn't know how talented she was.Haha, it really is the person that I Yan Qiong likes——ah!Uncle Yan, does this have anything to do with you?

Yan Qiong looked up to the sky and laughed, pulled Ye Qiao over and hugged her: "As expected of my little Qiao'er, she is really amazing!"

Being praised by Yan Qiong so much, Ye Qiao was a little embarrassed, and after laughing for a while, Ye Qiao sent Yan Qiong to wash up, and then the two of them sat down to eat.

While eating, Ye Qiao suddenly remembered, and asked curiously: "Is my wooden pen very rare, and there is such a powerful tiger guarding it." Thinking of the thrilling adventure last night, Ye Qiao was still terrified. , Thinking of Yan Qiong's injury, he gritted his teeth with hatred for the tiger that had long since died.

"The tiger is not a guardian beast, it's just a puppet. Didn't you see that it can't even make a sound?" Yan Qiong was so hungry that she stuffed the ribs into her mouth, and said casually indistinctly.

"Puppet?" Ye Qiao was stunned, and then became curious: "What is that, the kind controlled by people?"

"Well, you can put it that way..." Yan Qiong ate a little anxiously, as if she was choking, Ye Qiao immediately handed him a glass of water.After finally getting along, Yan Qiong continued: "That wooden pen of yours is not simple. It itself is a spiritual object of heaven and earth, with extremely pure spiritual power. But it is bound by the form of birth, and cannot move at all. Its spiritual power itself He was coveted by others, so he took control of the most powerful animal on that mountain—oh, that white tiger, to protect himself. If he hadn’t met us, he probably wouldn’t have been caught.”

Seeing Ye Qiao's surprised look, Yan Qiong couldn't help laughing and said: "It's not surprising, not only animals, but ordinary people will also be confused by the spiritual power he radiates, and can't find him. Only those with deep spiritual power Spiritual beings will not be affected by him."

"Huh?" Ye Qiao was a little puzzled when he heard this: "But I have so little spiritual power, how can I be fine?"

Yan Qiong patted his head: "Fool, you are inheriting my own spiritual power. My level is the upper spiritual level. How could he confuse you? Hahaha..." Ye Qiao helplessly looked at Yan Qiong triumphantly He covered his forehead and lamented, how could there be such a stinky person in the world!

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28. Learning...

"Imagine how it would fly out, and then this..." Yan Qiong demonstrated, sucking her lips for a long time and then shortly, and immediately, the little bird on the paper flew out, "And then this..." two voices With a short sound, the little bird quickly returned to the screen, flapped its wings twice and did not move.

"Oh..." Ye Qiao nodded, and then looked at the one she had drawn...uh, bee—why bee?Because Teacher Yan said that the bigger the animal, the more aggressive it is, the more spiritual power it takes to manipulate it, so Ye Qiao had no choice but to obey. Who made her level too low?

Ye Qiao imagined how the bees would fly out of the paper, and then quickly blew twice, long and short, but the bees didn't even move.Yan Qiong burst into black lines. Seeing that his little Qiao'er could successfully manipulate the inanimate cloud, she wanted him to leapfrog and start learning to manipulate living animals directly.It turned out fine...was he too impatient?Yan Qiong stroked her chin.

Seeing Yan Qiong's appearance, Ye Qiao blushed all of a sudden, tried to focus on the bee on the paper unwillingly, and blew twice.Flashing and flashing twice, the little bee actually moved its wings twice. Although it still didn't fly out, both of them saw it.

Yan Qiong was pleasantly surprised. Looking at Ye Qiao's frustrated face, she happily patted him on the shoulder and said, "Qiao'er, that's it. It can't fly out now because your spiritual power is not enough to support it. Let's start from the younger one." Let’s start with the animals! The smaller the better, the easier it is to manipulate, and if you practice diligently, you’ll progress quickly!”

Yan Qiong wholeheartedly encouraged Ye Qiao, but immediately regretted it. If you don't believe me, listen——

"Ah, Qiao'er, where are there so many ants!! Ahh! My candied fruit! Ah~~" Yan Qiong shouted.

"Ah, Qiao'er Qiao'er!! Why is there a bug on my bed! Ah, I hate things without legs the most, put them away!" Yan Qiong screamed strangely.

"Ah, Qiao'er, why are there so many centipedes on the ground!!! God, they are still climbing on the chair! I hate things with many legs! Ah~~~" Yan Qiong roared.

"Ah, Qiao'er, why are there so many flies in the house?? Can't you draw something normal? This day can't be passed!! Ahhhhhh~~~~" Yan Qiong's voice was horrible .

Ye Qiao shrugged her shoulders, stopped her hands, and thought, what can I draw next? ? ——Well, let’s try drawing a dung beetle. Uh, if the dung beetle were to be a dung beetle, would Yan Qiong blow up the roof?Hey, never mind, let’s draw first!

A few days later, Yan Qiong decided to change the target for Ye Qiao in order to suppress Ye Qiao's "painting spirit". "Qiao'er, we started to learn singing today—oh, it's the singing you often say." Yan Qiong looked at Ye Qiao with piercing eyes, and said as calmly as possible, praying in her heart that Ye Qiao would not ask why.

"Okay." Ye Qiao replied simply.Yan Qiong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"As a singer, you must first maintain a calm state of mind. No matter how critical it is, you must also maintain a calm mind, so that the singer's spiritual power can be maximized."

"Singers can not only bring the most pleasant enjoyment and comfort to the people around them through singing, but also manipulate the surrounding animals and plants to attack enemies. For painters, they can also control the animals, plants, and even people they draw through singing. "Yan Qiong led Ye Qiao to the small river, pointed to a small white flower and said, "For example..."

A short cheerful tune, the little flower twisted and jumped automatically without wind; The tone suddenly became sharp, and the hideous flower swooped towards Ye Qiao like crazy; Yan Qiong stopped her voice with a short whistle, and the flower shrank quickly and returned to its original shape.

It was just a matter of a few breaths, but Ye Qiao was already frightened into a cold sweat. When the flower rushed over just now, Ye Qiao almost wanted to run away reflexively, but thinking of his great goal of becoming stronger, he stood up abruptly. In the past, she also knew that Yan Qiong would definitely not hurt him.But even so, when the flower rushed over, Ye Qiao could almost feel the strong murderous aura.Thinking that the two were in danger in the forest that night, Yan Qiong controlled the surrounding trees through singing, and the two escaped unharmed, and immediately became very interested in this way of practicing spiritual power.

However, soon he was hit hard——

Demonstrating all the commonly used tunes in one breath, looking at Ye Qiao's bewildered face, Yan Qiong stopped her voice, and said with a little pride: "These I demonstrated just now are all kinds of tunes left by the predecessors. Jue, practice slowly. Remember, sounds come from the heart, and you can express what you want to express with these tactic.”

After finishing speaking, the thief laughed twice and wobbled back to the tree house to read, hehe, it can be clean for a few days now.

The next few days were really "clean", Yan Qiong felt so regretful that her intestines turned green——

"Ah, Qiao'er, that's an attack song, get this snake aside, it's been chasing me three times already!!"

"Ah Qiao'er! Wrong, wrong, that's an angry tone, not a happy one! Ah~ it hurts me to death!" Yan Qiong kept lamenting as she clutched a big bun that was stung by a bee.

"Qiao'er, Qiao'er, get this cat aside quickly, don't call Chun at me!!!! I'm a human being! Ah——"

"Ah Qiao'er!! It's already autumn, don't draw mosquitoes to bite me anymore!!! Woooo..." Yan Qiong was about to cry.Qiao'er is indeed a genius, in just a few days, he has learned to summon mosquitoes, and then control them to bite him by singing.But... Looking at the big red envelopes on her body, Yan Qiong wanted to peel off her own skin, it almost tickled him to death! ! !

Ye Qiao blinked innocently. He originally planned to let these mosquitoes bite him on a whim, but he didn't expect to bite Yan Qiong if he didn't control it well.You can't blame me, there are so many tunes, how can you learn them all so quickly! !Shrugging, put away the paintbrush, took the dustpan and went to feed the chickens.

The author has something to say: Alas, poor Yan Qiong... 3 minutes of silence, amen!

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29. Chanting