When Old Man Chen hummed a little song and walked down the mountain leisurely.

The bamboo basket in his hand has been filled with all kinds of wild game.

Fresh wild eggs, some venomous snakes without heads, two thick-looking ox tails.

As well as some mushrooms, wild vegetables, autumn bamboo shoots (square bamboo shoots) and so on.

A big basket is full, and it seems that this old man has walked around the mountains, and he really regards this mountain as his own vegetable market.

When he walked to the edge of the waterhole, he saw that Ding Xiaoyi was still pondering.

Old man Chen took out an egg from the bamboo basket and threw it into the pool.

"Poof!" Bang.

The egg fell into the pool, and the big fish opened its mouth to swallow the egg, but at this time, Old Man Chen hooked his fingers, and the big fish was involuntarily pulled out of the water by a force.

The thick tail makes waves on the water, but no matter how much you struggle, it seems to be in vain.

Ding Xiaoyi stood aside, with a cold light in his eyes, with the power of spiritual energy.

I saw that Old Man Chen's fingers were wrapped around a fishing line made of spiritual energy.

It is as thin as a hair.

He could feel that there was very little spiritual energy above, very little.

But with such a little bit of spiritual energy, no matter how much the big fish unleashed, he couldn't struggle.

At this time, Old Man Chen, his fingers were raised, and he saw that the egg that had just been swallowed by the big fish suddenly spit out of the fish's mouth, was pinched by Old Man Chen's fingertips, and carefully put it back into the bamboo basket.

At this time, Old Man Chen looked squarely at himself.

"A large amount produces a qualitative change, but that is the way of mediocrity, although your kid's spiritual energy is high, the available methods are outrageous, try to integrate your thinking into spiritual energy, so that this power becomes a knife, a sword, a silk, a shield!"

For the first time, Old Man Chen patiently explained the use of psionic energy.

If this is placed in the union, it is definitely the top teaching, and it is something that the old man has worked out with his life all his life.

Although there are control methods in the guild about psionic energy, the real subtleties in it may not be clear to even those teachers who are responsible for explaining.

Because they themselves don't dare to say that they can do it like Chen Lao, picking leaves and killing people, and the level of spiritual energy is treacherous.

Supporting death, in terms of use, is just a simple way to release spiritual energy and cause a certain amount of lethality.

But even then, it is already a remarkable means.

At this time, Chen Lao's explanation is very different from it.

He can knead his weak psionic energy into a hair-thin strand, but it is more resilient than steel wire.

When he reached the realm of Old Man Chen, he was already the top master among human beings.

Even without the assistance of psionic creatures, there may not be a few people in the union who can help him.

It's just that the only thing to regret is.

The stronger the strength, the deeper the toxins in Chen Lao's body.

"Incorporate your thoughts into psionic energy, if your power, without will and faith, you will never be able to harness your psionic energy!"

Old man Chen's words made Ding Xiaoyi fall into deep thought.

He didn't doubt whether what Old Man Chen said was correct, this was the power he had explored with his life.

"Bringing Thoughts into the Psionic ......"

After pondering this sentence repeatedly for a while, Ding Xiaoyi closed his eyes and tried it as if he didn't understand.

Seeing this, Old Man Chen ignored him, walked out of the woods with a basket and began to cook.

It's just that when he just walked out of the woods, Old Man Chen looked at the sea of flowers in front of him, and suddenly his eyes turned black for a while.

A strong feeling of dizziness hit him, causing him to sit on the ground.

In a trance, it was as if he had heard the footsteps of the approaching Grim Reaper.

After five or six minutes, the dizziness gradually subsided, and white light poured out of the darkness in front of him, gradually regaining his vision.

He took out the spiritual essence from his bosom and took two small sips before he felt the feeling of powerlessness subside like a tide.

Pat the dirt off your body and lift the basket up.

"Looks like time is running out!"

Old man Chen pondered in his heart, he was afraid that he would not be able to last too long.

As for how much this kid can learn from himself, it depends on his own creation.

In the waterhole, Ding Xiaoyi closed his eyes and tried to integrate his mind into spiritual energy.

But after several attempts, I found that the effect was minimal.

This result is not surprising at all.

He is not a peerless genius, nor is he a chosen one.

Even if Old Man Chen is unparalleled in the world, if you want to say that you listened to his explanation, you suddenly opened your mouth and directly cultivated your divine skills, then it is called hell.

However, Old Man Chen's words gave him a lot of inspiration and conjecture.

What is a psionic creature?

Those who have reached the level of evil spirits, even those above the calamity spirit level, do not know themselves.

But the wounded spirit and the spirit level, psionic creatures, I came into contact with two some time ago.

One is the lute, and the other is the necklace.

Both have a common characteristic, which is that there is a strong obsession left on the object.

Therefore, after coming into contact with the gold contaminated with the breath of the Yellow Spring, he immediately became a psionic creature.

If this is the case, then what is the difference between the human will and the psionic creatures when they are integrated into psionic energy?

The diary also says that the way the guild treats psionic creatures is a mistake.

The right way, Wang Jialiang is already experimenting.

It's a pity that I can't see the results in a short period of time.

But right now, I should be able to verify my thoughts from the side.

Taking out the jade wrench finger and carrying it in his hand, Ding Xiaoyi tried to inject his thoughts and thoughts mixed with a stream of spiritual energy into the jade wrench.

"Oops!! Master, I'm so shy that you're so sudden......"

Faced with Ding Xiaoyi's sudden energy injection, the jade wrench let out a strange scream.

"Less nonsense, cooperate with me!"

Ding Xiaoyi's voice fell, and a special feeling suddenly came to his heart.

It seemed that in an instant, he had mastered all the abilities of the jade wrench, only to see his palm spread out, and with a wave, a wisp of smoke poured out, and with his own imagination, the smoke cloud changed into the appearance of an old man Chen in an instant.

This is one of the abilities of the jade wrench, and the jade wrench used this method to give himself a trick out of the mountain.

Then my heart moved, and a noise came to my ears.

The voice came far away, not beside him, but around Scarface, as his thoughts chased past him.

There was a burst of red lights and green shadows in front of him, and in the shaky dance hall, Scarface was sitting on the sofa, editing a text message.

After Ding Xiaoyi glanced at it, he saw that the information on it appeared in his sight accurately.

[At 1 o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow, the exchange meeting will officially begin, and the entrance slogan is Cicada 1033, please be sure not to be late. 】

"Exchange meeting!"

Ding Xiaoyi's eyes flashed a little different color for a while, and he wrote down the time, planning to find an opportunity to go in and have a look at it when the time came, if he could sell the [Phantom Oyster Mother] in his hand, it would be the best.

Soon, Ding Xiaoyi's consciousness withdrew from the jade wrench.

At this time, I heard the jade wrench twisting and pinching to Ding Xiaoyi: "Master, next time you say hello, so that I can be prepared." ”

Unable to stand the twisting tone of the jade wrench, he coughed lightly twice: "Ahem, pay attention next time!" ”

After speaking, he ignored the jade wrench and carefully experienced Fang Cai's feelings.

What used to be passive use is now active use.

The difference between the two is very large.

I believe that Wang Jialiang feels this way, so he needs women's clothing to satisfy his psionic creatures, so that the psionic creatures can fit him better.

Fortunately, I don't need to go through such trouble.

After soaking in the water for a while, after trying a few times, Ding Xiaoyi jumped out of the pool, put on his clothes, and walked to Chen Lao's side.

In front of a field of flowers, the leg of lamb on the grill has been roasted golden brown, and drops of mutton fat are constantly bubbling between the skins and flesh.

When the mutton fat drips into the charcoal, the aroma is overflowing, which makes people drool.

At this time, Chen Lao smiled coldly: "Your fish is still in the pool, you want to eat roast lamb shank, hum~"

I saw Chen Lao saying that, holding a leaf between his fingers, he gently swiped it, cut off a large piece of mutton like a knife, put it in his mouth and enjoyed it slowly.

Then he handed a leaf to Ding Xiaoyi and signaled him to do the same.

After taking the leaves, I tried them a few times, but either the leaves crumbled into powder or didn't work at all.

As a result, I tossed for half an hour, and I was stunned that I didn't even eat a bite of mutton in my mouth.

Seeing this, the corners of Ding Xiaoyi's mouth twitched, he looked at the roast leg of lamb with his eyes, raised his finger and said, "An ancient poem!" ”

Old man Chen's eyes widened, he shook his head and said, after his eyes became a line, he raised two fingers: "Two songs!" ”

"Deal!"

He agreed without thinking about it, not to mention two, even five is no problem, the book of poetry in his hand, let alone thousands of ancient poems, one dish at a time, enough for himself to eat for several years.

As he spoke, he took the leg of lamb off the grill and tore off a large slice and put it in his mouth.

The roasted leg of lamb, the golden skin on the outside, is actually crispy and sweet, and with the fragrant mutton inside, it is simply a dance on the taste buds.

Old man Chen was stunned and looked at his two fingers.

Suddenly there was an urge to slap himself, I knew that he promised so happily, and he should have asked for five ...... No, ten poems are right.

It's a pity that the leg of lamb has become a delicacy in Ding Xiaoyi's hands.

Old man Chen had no choice but to take the charcoal on the ground and dig up the soil, and saw that under the soil, there were two small bags wrapped in lotus leaves.

After opening, the snake meat inside emitted a strange fragrance.

At first, this fragrance made Ding Xiaoyi a little uncomfortable, but after smelling it for a while, he felt that the fragrance was getting more and more fragrant.

When I eat the leg of lamb again, I feel that the taste is a little worse.

It's a pity to look at Old Man Chen, if he doesn't eat it, he stares at himself, making it clear that he is tempting himself.

As if to say, "Come, come and beg me, come and let me slaughter you!" ”

Faced with the temptation of Old Man Chen,

Ding Xiaoyi was holding the leg of mutton and waved his hand: "Let's go, I'll bring you the ancient poems tomorrow!" ”

Looking at Ding Xiaoyi in the distance, the corners of Old Man Chen's mouth twitched, and he scolded for a while.

"Hey, you little bunny, is it hard for me to slaughter it? Hey, these days, people's hearts are not ancient! ”

After saying that, he suddenly laughed at himself, feeling that the more he lived, the more he went back, and even the juniors had to bully him.

"If only I could live another year!"

Looking at the sky, Old Man Chen sighed with regret,

Standing up, he walked back to the mountain, intending to dig up his grave today......