The Evil Emperor is So Sultry

"Sister Qian mo."

Just a call, thin lips micro movement, seems to want to talk about what, but in the end or nothing to say.

A pair of words and stop, is a small appearance of grievance.

Ziqianmo a heart, immediately soft down, stretched out a hand, rubbed a small guy's head: "good."

Ziqianmo a heart, immediately soft down, stretched out a hand, rubbed a small guy's head: "good."

Si Junli jumped up with joy.

If there is a tail behind him, it must be shaking hard, just like a cute little suckling dog.

He looks very good now.

Well behaved, ziqianmo began to doubt that the guy with the most unrestrained eyes and even full overbearing look just now was his real self? Or was he taken away by something strange?

"I want my sister Qian Mo's advice."

It's my turn to give advice to that damned Su Jiujiu!

Si Junli secretly grinds his teeth in his heart and records Su Jiujiu's brushstroke in his small book.

Hum.

"Good."

Ziqianmo did not refuse.

Originally, I intended to teach him well.

"You don't have enough control over soul power." This is the problem she found through the fight just now.

In other words, it's not easy to retract.

Just now, the pupil technique released from Xiaojun's two pupils, the golden beam seems to be powerful, but it's a little scattered, not concise enough.

"How can I improve?" Si Junli, with an open mind, raised his head and a strong thirst for knowledge.

"Start with the basics."

Ziqianmo thought about it and decided to find a new way to change the way of training. "Now, you are at the level of soul, reaching the level of yin and God."

After the Yin God is the Yang God.

When Yin and spirit come out of the body, they can't get in touch with the sun, and the time they leave the body is limited.

Yang God out of the body, it is not the same, not only can contact the sun, and leave the body without distance limit, time limit.

The reason for this is that after the soul reaches the level of Yang God, the precise control of soul power can reach a very terrible level.

"Yes."

Si Jun left to nod, reply a way, "half a month ago, already can Yin spirit out of the body."

Ziqianmo said: "in three days, I want you to reach banbuyang God."

It's an order.

There is no room for negotiation.

"Good!" Without any hesitation, Si Junli nodded and said, "I will try my best, but I won't let sister Qianmo down."

"I have a set of ideas about the cultivation of Yang spirit."

Ziqianmo stretched out a finger.

Refers to such as cutting onion root.

Finger end soul power condensed into a golden mist, about the size of nail cap, emitting a mysterious and dreamy luster.

It's not a simple fog.

It is a golden fog that contains the idea of Yang God's cultivation of spirit.

Not all the skills can be passed down only in the form of paper and books.

This direct stream of consciousness, the way to pass it to the other person's mind, is more direct! More confidential!

The more powerful the skill is, the more advanced it is, and the less it can be in the form of books.

Si Junli was shocked.

Golden mist, directly through the eyebrow of the spiritual domain, into his mind.

A series of training actions, three-dimensional display in the depths of his brain, clear and correct.

He closed his eyes.

Begin to understand these mysterious and extreme training actions.