Stepping into the room with the president's sign, Kong Xiang hurriedly greeted the apprentice outside the door and brewed three cups of soul tea and put them on the tea tray.

The room was different from the imagination of the white clothes, I thought that as the current Soul Carver Guild, the second senior brother of the Blue Bird Branch President was full of dazzling dishes, but I never thought that there were only a few pots of green plants, a big long table, and a few chairs, and there were not even common cultural toys such as calligraphy and painting.

First impression, the second senior brother is extremely simple!

"Master, I don't know what you are doing when you visit today?" took a sip of soul tea, Kong Xiang asked respectfully.

"Hehe! Your kid's wings are stiff?" Wan Yu, who was slumped in the chair, did not have the slightest gesture of the power of the ghost realm, and asked Kong Xiang in a respectful manner, like a hooligan from a gambling house who came to ask for an account.

"Master, how can it?" Kong Xiang, who looked embarrassed, picked up the tea bowl and took a big sip to ease the atmosphere.

"Oh, is it? I haven't seen you for a year and a half, I thought you had forgotten Uncle Ben!" One eye opened and glanced at Kong Xiang, the other eye closed, and the fluttering words came out of Wan Yu's mouth.

This is a bit heart-wrenching, as a disciple, in the same city as the master, he has not visited the master for a year and a half, which is contrary to the respect for the master that the Soul Master Continent believes in.

Sure enough, Kong Xiang's color changed greatly after hearing this, and he instantly knelt on the ground, and defended aggrievedly: "Master, didn't you say that you wouldn't let a few of our senior brothers come to disturb you? Every time I go to your place to deliver something, you kick it out......!

From Kong Xiang's words, it is not difficult to hear that in fact, several of them are full of filial piety, not to mention Wan Yu's fluttering words, he immediately knelt on the ground, which shows that Wan Yu's status in his heart is extremely high.

"Oh! Uncle Ben is joking! Don't take it seriously! haha!" Wan Yu, who succeeded in playing tricks on his disciple, laughed, leaving only Kong Xiang, who had twitched at the corners of his mouth, and Bai Yi in a messy room.

"Hey, this is your little junior brother, get to know me!" Wan Yu pointed to Bai Yihe.

Patting the dust on his knees, Kong Xiang stood up, looked at Bai Yihe with a smile, didn't mind the embarrassment just now, and opened his mouth to say: "Little junior brother, my name is Kong Xiang, the second disciple of the master, I have long heard the senior brother praise you for your talent, and when I see it today, you are really young and promising! In the future, our senior brothers must be more close, not to mention anything else, our senior brothers have an extremely close relationship, unlike others, who are intrigued!"

"The second senior brother has praised it falsely, and the younger brother hopes that the second senior brother will take care of it more in the future!" Bai Yihe said politely and friendlyly.

After some pleasantries, the two sat down.

Immediately, Kong Xiang stared at Wan Yu, he seemed to understand Wan Yu's intention to come today, but he didn't say it first, this was his respect for his master.

"Ahem, Second Confucius, in the future, you will teach the little junior brother the soul carver for Uncle Ben, you also know that Uncle has always been in charge of everything, and there is no time for many times, so you have to worry more!"

Yes, as soon as Wan Yu said it, Bai Yi understood it, and just like the senior brother Zhu Ziming's paragraph, he was thrown to another senior brother.

"Okay, please rest assured, the apprentice will do his best to teach the little junior brother!" Kong Xiang stood up and promised Wan Yu with a serious face.

However, Kong Xiang was slandering Wan Yu in his heart: "The master is sleeping with all the machines, right? Sleep every day except sleeping, I can't be lazy anymore." ”

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you, Uncle Ben will go back to Bai Zeyuan to sleep!"

"By the way, this soul tea is delicious, remember to send some to the uncle, don't worry, I won't kick you out this time!"

Yawning, the lazy Wan Yu walked out of the door and threw the white clothes at the second senior brother.

The two looked at each other, although they both knew the character of the master, they still couldn't bear to look at it directly, and then, the two people in the room fell silent, the second senior brother's personality was the opposite of the senior brother, not as active as the senior brother, and more calm.

After the tea, the second senior brother Kong Xiang took the lead in speaking to break the dullness: "Little junior brother, how much do you know about the Soul Carving Master?"

Ask them about their knowledge first, and then teach them symptomatically, so that they can better teach Bai Yihe.

"Second senior brother, that little brother is ugly!" Knowing that in front of him was the president of the Soul Carver Guild, Bai Yihe looked extremely modest, of course, he had nothing to be proud of, and he had never studied the Soul Carver before.

"Little junior brother doesn't have to be polite, just say!" Kong Xiang's eyes were full of encouragement.

"Second Senior Brother, the soul carver I know has several abilities, one is that it can depict soul patterns on Horcruxes to make them bloom with their proper functions; second, they can depict soul patterns on soul soldiers and soul armor, making attacks and defenses even worse, and can even have elements that can only be found in various soul skills, such as wind, rain, thunder and lightning, gold, wood, fire, earth, etc.; third, they can depict soul pattern arrays, which can be defense, attack, and so on;"

Bai Yihe said all the soul carver abilities he knew in his mind, and Kong Xiang's eyes continued to glow with approval.

"Little junior brother, on the soul soldiers and soul armor, you can also depict soul skills! It's just that it's too profound, and the level of the soul carver must reach a certain level before it can be realized. Kong Xiang added.

Then, Kong Xiang spoke again: "Does the little junior brother know how the soul carver carves the soul?"

Shaking his head truthfully, the white clothes did not know such mysteries.

"The soul carver uses the soul shadow to infuse it into the soul pen, and uses the soul pen to carve soul patterns on various application instruments...... and then the second senior brother explained a lot of basic soul carver knowledge to Bai Yihe, making him feel that the soul carver is unfathomable and strong.

"Second Senior Brother, how do you practice carving souls in the first place? You can't carve it on a half-finished product, can you? That would destroy it. "In the realm of soul carvers, the artifacts cast by the caster, whether it is a soul soldier, a soul armor, or a horcrux, can only be called a semi-finished product, and only after the soul carver has carved the soul pattern, can it be called a complete soul soldier, soul armor, etc.

"There is a kind of paper called trigger paper, which is made of the most common mortal-level low-level soul grass, the price is extremely cheap, and it is sold on the first floor of our Soul Carving Guild, so you don't have to worry about it if you use it, just throw it away. Kong Xiang said with a smile.

Later, when Bai Yihe really went to buy the introduction paper by himself, he didn't feel sorry for him, and it was expensive to die, and then he realized that in the values of the soul carver who burned money, 1,20 pieces of introduction paper were considered a bargain.

"Come! Little junior brother, when we meet for the first time, the second senior brother will give you a small gift! Although I have used it before, it is quite handy. ”

With a "boom", Kong Xiang took out a seven-inch-long soul pen from the space ring and handed it over.

After taking the soul pen, starting with the cold, after Kong Xiang's introduction, the soul pen is polished by a high-grade meteorite - obsidian, and the whole body of the black pen is like a pitch-black iron rod.

The tip of the pen is taken from the fluff of the van-level high-level soul beast - the Howling Moon Wolf, the fluff of the Howling Moon Wolf has a moderate texture of soft and hard, and after the soul shadow is injected, it can greatly improve the power of the soul shadow portrayal.

Hence the name 'Mao Mao!'

At that time, when Bai Yihe heard that a mortal-level high-level soul pen was named 'Mao Mao', the corners of his mouth twitched, and he stared at the second senior brother with a puzzled face, he felt that the second senior brother should not be such a bad person.

Kong Xiang's face also blushed slightly, after explanation, Bai Yihe knew that this soul pen was given to him by Master Wan Yu, and the name was also taken by Wan Yu, according to the second senior brother's recollection, when he won the first place in the Blue Bird Country Soul Carving Master Competition, he was about to be recorded in the history of the guild, and asked the name of his soul pen, he covered his face and spit out the word 'Mao Mao', everyone was stunned, including the opponent felt insulted, and almost had a fight because of this.

Later, he was embarrassed and fled from the competition venue like a rush, only to remember that when he left, he caught a glimpse of Wan Yu standing on the viewing platform and laughing.

Hearing the second senior brother's 'glorious history of shame', Bai Yihe was relieved by the name of this soul pen, and Wan Yu sometimes didn't slip away.

Subsequently, Kong Xiang handed over some basic soul pattern map rubbings to Bai Yihe, and taught him how to infuse the soul shadow into the soul pen, how to use it and other skills, and when Bai Yihe left, he gave about 10,000 pieces of lead paper.

On the way back to Bai Zeyuan, Bai Yihe sighed that Wan Yu did not slip away, and on the other hand, he sighed that the two senior brothers he met were both reliable people.

......

Back in the courtyard, Bai Yihe closed the door, he couldn't wait to try it, took out the most basic piece of mortal-level low-level soul pattern atlas called 'Qi Li Pattern', and then placed the soul pen, guide paper and other things on the desktop one by one.

With his eyes closed, Bai Yihe summoned the soul shadow out, and the soul shadow hanging high behind him had a strong aura, and since he entered the sixth order of the Fetal Soul Realm, the soul shadow had condensed a lot.

"Drink!"

With a low cry in his heart, the soul shadow behind him poured down towards the soul pen, Bai Yihe had asked the second senior brother before, why didn't he infuse soul power, but infuse soul shadow.

The second senior brother asked him rhetorically: "Is there more soul power, or is there more soul power in the soul shadow?"

"There's a lot of soul power in the soul shadow!" Bai Yihe replied without thinking.

"That's right, if you only inject soul power, the soul pen will not be able to achieve the desired strength at all, and in the same way, it will not be able to depict the soul pattern on the semi-finished product at all. ”

The Van level high-level soul pen is actually a kind of soul soldier, and the space for soul guidance and soul shadow is enough for Bai Yihe.

I saw that Bai Yi crossed his hands, his fingers were white, and the soul shadow gradually wrapped the soul pen, and at the tip of the soul pen, there was a very small round hole, and he wanted to pour the soul shadow into the small round hole, the difficulty can be imagined.

Beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, and the white clothes were becoming more and more controlled, and he had no time to take care of it, a quarter of an hour later, one-third of the soul shadow had entered the soul pen, and just when he wanted to exert more force, he sat on the ground with some prostration, and a feeling of dizziness came from his brain, which showed that manipulating the soul shadow perfusion was a very brain-consuming practice.

"It's kind of interesting!" said with a wry smile and shook his head, self-deprecatingly.

"Go on!"

After giving himself an encouragement from the bottom of his heart, Bai Yihe stood up and continued to try to infuse the soul shadow.

After seven or eight attempts in succession, when Bai Yihe was about to completely collapse, he saw the light of the soul pen explode, and the pitch-black pen shaft kept flickering, revealing a trace of mysteriousness.

Feeling the slightest connection in his mind, as if his mind moved, the soul pen could follow, and the corner of Bai Yi's mouth finally flashed a smile: "It's done!"