The old man told him about raising chickens, ducks, silkworms, cattle, sheep, bamboo rats, and snakes...... Qin Ping always listens to it with relish and yearns for it.

Later, the old man lived alone and raised a golden retriever. It was the only dog he had in his life, and before he died, he was the only dog by his side.

At one point he said: "The more time I spend with people, the more I like to be with dogs." Ping, one day, even you will be disgusted with me. ”

Too many memories came to his mind at this moment, Qin Ping clenched the horn in his hand and muttered to himself: "Grandpa, is this the talisman you gave me? How could I be disgusted with you!"

Rubbing the blood-stained horn, Qin Ping felt that his mind had some kind of connection with it. He took it in his mouth and blew it, and found that it was already dumb.

"From now on, will the trumpet sound only in my heart?"

Qin Ping's eyes did not show nostalgia, straightened out the red rope on it, hung it around his neck, and hid it in the animal skin clothes.

The flame of hope burned in his chest, and after calming his heart, Qin Ping set his eyes on the dead krait. Awakening doesn't mean being strong, it's just a ticket to becoming a beastmaster.

The beastmaster is powerful, but the beastmaster must tame the beast. Without the pet beast, the beast master would not be able to cultivate the power of the wild, it was nothing at all. The power of the wild is the foundation of the strength of the beast master.

It is true that the benefits of taming fierce birds and beasts are great, but it is too dangerous, too difficult, and the conditions do not allow it.

"Theoretically, after awakening as a beast master, all animals can be domesticated except for humans. Without the beast pet, you can't cultivate the power of the wild. It's the only option if you don't have to leave home......"

Qin Ping's heart flashed with thoughts, his eyes moved slightly, and he saw the ants crawling with snake corpses, and decided to start with them.

The beast master tames the beast, stresses the wilderness, and the heart is called.

As for the specific method, Qin Ping didn't know, so he could only explore it by himself.

But one thing is for sure, it's hard to become a beast master, and it's even harder to tame animals.

In those legends about the beast master, there are often good talks about entering the mountain for ten years, finally taming the beast, going out of the mountain to shock the Quartet, protecting the clan with his own strength, and prospering the party.

Qin Ping was a little mentally prepared, caught an ant and began to try.

Yerong, the inspiration of the heart, is not difficult to understand, but in practice, it is not the same thing at all.

Different creatures, beast breaths are very different, and it is not easy to talk about it.

Once a beast is in the picture, the first thing is to approach it, understand it, and then feel the subtle changes of its wild breath step by step, until it is clear, and then begin to adjust its wild breath, so that the breath of the two has a certain resonance, and finally each other.

It doesn't happen overnight, it takes a lot of time and energy.

It's not enough to work hard to complete the wild melt.

If you want to succeed in taming the beast, you must also capture the heart of the beast.

At this time, the beastmaster needs to send out a spiritual call, and only by getting the response of the beast's heart and building a spiritual bridge can he truly tame the beast.

The knowledge in this is greater, just like falling in love, with a variety of routines and means, and in the end it is possible to "capture the heart" and "hold the beauty".

Of course, if the beast is stubborn or too proud, it may never succeed, just as Diǎo silk can never chase a goddess.

With his five fingers closed and the ants trapped in the palm of his hand, Qin Ping began to gather his wild aura.

Ants are weak, their own wild aura is very thin, and their intelligence is quite low, and the difficulty of taming is relatively low.

Feeling the strange pain of his body, Qin Ping didn't dare to slack off in the slightest. The venom of the krait snake is so fierce that it is no wonder that Yuan Gang would choose this snake to kill people and kill people.

The bitten palm had begun to turn purple, swollen, and spread. If he can't get rid of the poison, he is afraid that he will have to hang up before dawn.

In this era, there is no antivenom, and there is almost no salvation in this situation. However, the beastmaster has the power of the wild to protect his body, and is not afraid of ordinary poisons.

Successfully taming the beast and cultivating the power of the wild became Qin Ping's only hope for survival!

As the wild breath of the palm gathered, it soon wrapped the ants the size of rice grains. Qin Ping's spirit was highly concentrated, constantly adjusting his wild aura.

Since you are a pure novice, you must understand the wild fluctuations of yourself and ants.

The time is tight and the workload is huge.

If you don't succeed, you will become a benevolent, and the pressure in Qin Ping's heart can be imagined.

"Caught!"

Suddenly, Qin Ping's heart trembled, and he was the first to feel the fluctuations of his wild aura, faint, mixed, messy, and irregular.

As the wild aura continued to condense, he soon felt another wild fluctuation. It comes from ants in the palm of your hand, which is even weaker, just as messy and irregular.

Two different wild breaths, two different fluctuations, the same faint, the same chaotic, but not interfering with each other...... This, at all, can not be fused!

This is the difficulty in front of Qin Ping, the chasm is impassable.

Qin Ping was unwilling, if he was given enough time, he thought he would definitely be able to figure it out. It's a pity that his life is hanging by a thread now, and what he lacks most is time.

"Even if I just tame ants, just one is good, it will prove that I have become a beastmaster. Oh yes, it's this ant!"

Once he becomes a beast master, his status in the tribe will be turned upside down, even if Yuan Gang is the strongest warrior in the tribe, he will not dare to do anything to him on the surface.

But the ant brothers fluctuate fast, and they don't call each other!

Ordinary people can't see the wild breath at all, they have no evidence, and they can't win people's trust at all.

Qin Ping felt a burst of despair, and couldn't help but put that swollen and numb hand into his arms, and pressed the horn there, feeling so painful: "Has everything stopped here?"

Woo, woo, woo......

At this moment, the horn sounded again, and Qin Ping felt that his energy was being frantically drained.

At the critical moment, the horn shows its power again.

"Huh?"

Qin Ping suddenly felt that in the sound of the horn, the wild breath between him and the ants seemed to be sorted out, and the mysterious fluctuations were no longer chaotic and disorderly, but they were jumping like musical notes, resonating beautifully with each other.

The first step was actually completed?!

Qin Ping was ecstatic in his heart.

"Ant, I don't have time to please you!"

Qin Ping sighed in his heart, and his hollow palm suddenly clenched.

If you capture the heart of an ant, why do you need to please and flatter? Sometimes, resorting to violence is more efficient.

"If you don't surrender, you die!"

Qin Ping's spiritual will rolled and crushed upward, feeling a strange mind, an ant's heart full of fear.

Served!

The ants decisively chose to submit.

Opening his palm, the ants were bathed in Qin Ping's wild breath, and there was a slight light on his body. It was a wild glow.

Evoke wildness, light up the light?

This is the most important sign of taming a pet.

Although the horn blew made him tired, a smile still appeared on the corner of Qin Ping's mouth. Taming the ants, he felt a certain connection between their hearts, and all the secrets of the ants were clearly visible in his eyes. He felt like he had made a leap to become Dr. Ant.

Between humans and ants, between the wild fusion, the energy of heaven and earth was absorbed, and a wisp of wild power was derived, which quietly infiltrated into Qin Ping's palm.

"Is this the power of the wild?"

Qin Ping felt it carefully, and then separated a trace and quietly injected it into the horn.

Woo......

Sure enough, it worked, and it sounded half in Qin Ping's mind.

"Good, good!"

As if hearing the gospel of saving lives, Qin Ping's face was full of excitement.

The sound of the horn, mysterious and mysterious, can comb the wild, so that the wild breath of the beastmaster and the beast is fast, saving countless time and energy.

And time and energy are what Qin Ping lacks the most now.

Glancing at the dead snake that had attracted countless ants, Qin Ping stretched out his hand and swept it and grabbed a large handful of ants.

It was too inefficient to tame one by one, and he decided to ...... Batch!

How about the King of Ancient Demon Beasts?