Douluo: I will never forget the night Ah Yin bowed his head.

Chapter 15: Soul-inducing Eye Technique, Forced to Become a Disciple

"My good disciple, yes, your eyes are open like mine, so you can't blink."

In the jungle, the beggar looked like a teacher, guiding Chen Mo.

"Master, don't you know your eyes are dry like this?"

Chen Mo was helpless.

"I think back then, I broke into the Wuhun Hall alone and killed everyone in the Wuhun Hall, from the north of the Wuhun Hall to the south of the Wuhun Hall. I plan to teach you such a powerful eye technique, but you ask me if I can use my eyes. Do it? You ask me if my eyes are dry?"

The beggar snapped.

"No, no, I'll do it, I'll do it."

Chen Mo gave up and followed the beggar's guidance, his eyes just staring.

Not even 1 minute has passed.

"Master, I'm going to die. My eyes are so dry and spicy."

Chen Mo felt his eyes bursting.

"Keep it open."

Beggars don't give you any chance to show mercy.

Chen Mo continued to open his eyes, blinking while the beggar stretched and didn't notice.

After he finished stretching, he continued to open his eyes.

"Hey...you were complaining just now, why aren't you complaining now?"

The beggar looked into his bloodshot eyes and asked doubtfully.

A line of clear tears fell from the corner of his eyes.

"Master, I do it, I just know that if you want to learn something, you have to work hard!"

Chen Mo twisted his little face.

"I'm so enlightened! I'm really becoming less and less interested in you, my dear disciple."

The beggar grinned.

"Ha ha."

Chen Mo laughed a few times, then continued to open his eyes, but once the beggar's attention was no longer here, he immediately blinked.

But he was still very tired, and Chen Mo felt that if he continued like this, his eyeballs might fall off.

Only half an hour can pass.

The beggar looked at Chen Mo in disbelief: "You have a bright future. You are much better than those brats before."

"How are you feeling now?"

"I feel like my soul is going to pop out of my eyeballs."

Chen Mo was crying and his face was a little distorted.

"That's right. Your attention must be on your eyes now. The soul you are talking about is spiritual power. Remember this feeling. That's it. Let's continue tomorrow."

The beggar smiled.

Chen Mo sat down on the ground. His eyes had shrunk to varying degrees. He closed his eyes and opened them again. The world in front of him was filled with snowflakes.

"Master, I seem to have lost sight!"

Chen Mo shouted anxiously.

"It's normal, reasonable, and I'll be fine tomorrow."

The beggar stretched, yawned, fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Chen Mo's vision turned into white mist, and he did not dare to open his eyes again.

With his eyes closed, he fell asleep too sleepily.

The next day, Chen Mo woke up. His eyes were better, but they were limited and could only see things within half a meter.

The degree of vision is the same as one or two thousand degrees of myopia.

"Okay, today I can officially teach you the Eye Technique. Master, my martial soul is a spiritual network. I can naturally control my own mental power. With the Eye Art as a medium to release, I can control the spiritual network of any living creature." .”

"This pupil technique was created by the master himself, and it's called Soul Yin."

The beggar talked vividly about his deeds back then. Chen Mochun thought he was listening to the story, but in fact he could only hear it and not see clearly.

Practice officially begins.

The Soul Drawing Eye Technique that the old beggar taught him is actually not very strong, but once paired with mental power, the power it exerts is extremely terrifying.Chen Mo spent two days studying and two days figuring it out on his own.

It took two days to calm down and really feel the spiritual power. I don't know why Chen Mo has changed in many aspects since he woke up in the tree last time. His cultivation speed has become faster and his mind has become clearer.

His thoughts became much smoother.

All of this should be attributed to the soul-eating seed that the old beggar planted in himself. The things this evil soul master created were full of weirdness.

But you can tell by the name that this is not a good thing, and Chen Mo would rather not have it if possible.

Whoever loves this blessing can enjoy it.

It was a small success on the last day.

But his eyes still haven't fully recovered, giving him the most reasonable explanation.

He was short-sighted, at least four hundred degrees short-sighted.

"Yes, very talented, much better than those before."

The beggar applauded.

Compared to seven days ago, Chen Mo has become much calmer, and getting along with the old beggar has become normal: "Do you have any other apprentices?"

"Of course, shouldn't a person like me have a lot of people all over the world?"

The beggar grinned.

"Haha, you deserve to have peaches and plums all over the world."

Chen Mo pouted.

"Hey, why are you scolding people, but you do it very well, I like it."

The beggar smiled and said: "Don't worry too much about the soul-eating seed. You can definitely feel the benefits it brings to you now. As for the disadvantages, at least they won't appear now."

"As I said, I'll wait for you to become a Soul Saint. My master will come to find you. Don't die before you can grow into a Soul Saint."

"Haha, it's time for me to continue wandering. I'll leave you a gift before I say goodbye."

The beggar clapped his hands, and there was a sudden commotion in the woods.

The little animals fled in all directions.

A tiger with green-black flames all over its body, one foot tall, five meters long, and a tail almost two meters long, walked out.

Majestic and majestic, domineering sideways.

"This Heavenly Demonic Tiger is a soul beast that I controlled a long time ago. I saw that you like it, so I gave it to you as a bodyguard. By the way, can your ball be installed now?"

The beggar asked, pointing to the huge creature behind him.

"How many years?"

Chen Mo had never seen it before and was amazed.

"Seven thousand years, but there is one point worth mentioning. When I first controlled him, he was only 7000 years old. He seemed to have the ability to devour soul power. I fed him all the soul masters who had provoked me in those years. He broke through all the way to 3000 years old.”

"Don't underestimate him. Although this evil tiger has not broken through ten thousand years, it can still defeat ordinary spirit beasts that are twenty or thirty thousand years old."

The beggar boasted about it, turned around and looked at the demon evil tiger: "Get down!"

The Demonic Tiger bent its front legs and lay down.

Chen Mo's eyelids jumped when he saw it: "Master, my ball can be loaded, but I can't control the 7000-year-old soul beast."

"It doesn't matter. After my careful training, this tiger has completely obeyed my words. You can learn my pupil technique and use it to control it. It will completely obey your orders."

The beggar smiled.

"That's good."

Chen Mo thought to himself, after learning all about eye skills and becoming a master, it was natural for him to accept this evil tiger, and it could also be used as a trump card.

Just don't use it indiscriminately, otherwise you will be in trouble if you are discovered one day and hunted down by the whole continent. After all, the evil soul master is just a rat on the street, and everyone wants to beat him.

After throwing the elf ball, the Demonic Tiger lay obediently on the spot, turned into a red light, and was put into the elf ball by Chen Mo, shaking it a few times.

Successfully subdued.

"Tsk tsk, it's really convenient, but it's a pity that it is conquered through the characteristics of the weapon soul, not the spiritual soul."

The beggar clicked his tongue in amazement: "It would be great if your martial soul was of the spiritual type and could inherit my mantle perfectly. But unfortunately not, then you can only pave the way for me, master."

These are what the beggar is thinking, but Chen Mo doesn't know.

(End of this chapter)