Buchen went to the stable and slept with the black horse all night, and said nothing all night.

The next day, two brown-clad samurai with brown turbans and scimitars at their waists stepped through the door.

"Eun Gong, this is Maomuah Gaddafi! He is a famous horse trainer in Mangula City. And this is ......"

It's just that before Pop could finish introducing the two mercenaries, he was interrupted by Buchen.

"What's your name? Oh no, what's your last name? Buchen asked the flatbread-faced samurai with a strange expression.

"Uh, Ka...... Gaddafi! The big-faced samurai was startled by Buchen and stammered in reply.

"Haha, haha...... Buchen laughed inexplicably, then pointed to the other mercenary and asked, "No need to ask, your name must be Saddam, right?" ”

The mercenary looked at Buchen with a surprised expression, "How do you know?" ”

Buchen put away his smile and pretended to be an unfathomable expression, "The Lord told me. ”

"Oh!" The two mercenaries glanced at each other, both looked at Buchen with admiration, and knelt down and bowed: "It turns out to be a great spokesman!" ”

"What's going on?" Buchen asked Pope in a whisper.

Pop's expression was also a little strange, as if he was hesitating whether to kneel, "Those who can get a direct response from the Juggernaut are great spokespeople." It is a god-like being. ”

"I see?" Buchen suddenly realized.

"Then to serve me, do you two still need money?" Buchen's tone did not fluctuate, and he asked without joy or sorrow.

The two mercenaries even said that they didn't want a copper coin, and this time they were free of charge.

After sending the two mercenaries to settle their own salutes first, Buchen said to Pop with a wicked smile: "The magic stick is really a wonderful profession, and I will have to pretend to be a few more times in the future." ”

"Poof!" Pop opened his mouth and squirted out the tea he had just drunk in his mouth.

"You're pretending?" He asked in disbelief.

Buchen raised an eyebrow, "Of course." ”

"Then how do you know that the other person is named Saddam?" Pop asked with a strange look on his face.

"I'm blinded!" Buchen said proudly.

Master Pope almost vomited blood in anger.

"Eungong, you can't be so joking!" Pop rarely spoke in a harsh tone to Bu Chen.

"Okay, okay, I'm going to respect your religion, right?" Buchen said disapprerovingly.

"Hmph." Although Buchen was not sincere, it was impossible for Pop to entangle him any longer, because then Buchen would beat him......

"Speaking of which, how did you hire two people this time?" Buchen changed the subject.

"Because your horse needs training too, especially that dark horse." Pop replied with a stiff expression.

The dark horse turned out to be the king of wild horses, and it was understandable that he was untrained by nature, but the two horses he bought for Fei Fei and Ai Ai were very puzzling, "Isn't there any training in the horse shop?" ”

"The horse shop is just training for daily riding, but you want these horses to go into battle, right?"

Buchen nodded, indicating that he understood.

"How long does it usually take to tame a war horse?"

Pope frowned and thought for a moment, "At least three months, your dark horse may take longer." ”

Buchen was a little depressed, but he was immediately relieved.

After all, there is no way to do it.

Half an hour later, the two mercenaries returned to Buchen.

Gaddafi was asked to do his job, while Saddam Hussein stayed for questioning.

"What do you need to cultivate Dou Qi?" Buchen asked.

Saddam replied respectfully: "You need to meditate first, and then establish communication with the various elements wandering in the space. ”

The reason why this person is so respectful is because he still regards Buchen as a "spokesperson".

The old man Pope on the side twitched his cheek, but he didn't say anything.

"And then?"

"Then absorb them. Unlike magicians, we Dou Qi cultivators don't need to discern the types of elements, we just need to absorb them all and convert them into power. ”

"It's easy enough." Buchen raised his eyebrows, he had heard Moon say that the fighting spirit was just a simple magic, and he had not yet felt it deeply, but at this time, listening to this Saddam Hussein, he understood how simple this fighting spirit was.

"So what does it take to meditate?"

Saddam shook his head, "You don't need anything, you can do it anywhere." ”

Buchen nodded and said excitedly: "Then let's start now!" ”

"As you wish." Saddam Hussein clasped his arms around his chest and bowed deeply.

So the two of them sat cross-legged on the cashmere carpet in the living room.

"Do I need to keep my eyes closed?" Buchen asked.

Saddam shook his head and nodded again: "In the future, when your Dou Qi level increases, you won't need it, so it's better to close it now." ”

Buchen closed his eyes.

"First, you need to get into meditation." Saddam's voice came clearly.

"To correct here, meditation is not an exercise to empty the mind or to reach the state of 'selflessness'. Rather, it allows the mind to sense a transcendent voice with a spiritual nature, so as to facilitate communication with the elements.

Generally speaking, the attempt to make the mind "empty and empty" is almost futile, and such an attempt will only bring frustration. Even at the moment when the state of "nothing comes to mind," you think, "Ah, I almost did it!" I barely had any thoughts! "But when you think about it, don't you have a new idea in your mind?! It's that you're thinking, "I didn't think about anything." Therefore, the state of "selflessness" is impossible. So please don't try in vain. ”

"I see, so how do I get into meditation?" ”

"The mind and the breath come and go naturally, the heart and the breath depend on each other, the mind and the breath go hand in hand, do not interfere."

No, he did it immediately.

"Well, you're doing a great job. The purpose of meditation is not to fall asleep, but to find a state of relaxation and sensitivity, which is neither drowsy nor extremely awake. ”

Buchen soon felt that his heart was at peace, and his perception of everything around him became more profound.

"That's right! That's it, then you can go and look for the elements, they are around you, right on you, don't be too deliberate, take your time to perceive them! ”

Buchen frowned, he didn't perceive anything.

"Don't rush, take your time." Saddam's voice came slowly.

Buchen resettled his mind and entered a meditative state again. This time he didn't have a trace of impatience and used his consciousness to perceive everything around him.

Suddenly, it was as if countless stars had suddenly lit up in the night sky. Countless colorful dots appeared in the dark and deep sea of consciousness.

This should be the elements, right?

Buchen observed and found that there were mostly small green dots around him, which he judged to be natural elements, because his villa was located in a field on the outskirts.

Next are the earth elements, which look yellowish-brown in color.

"You should have found the elementals, right?"

"Yes, it's an amazing feeling." Buchen replied lightly.

"Well, now you're going to communicate them."

"What should I do?"

"Touch them with consciousness and connect with them."

He didn't do so, and touched an earth element in front of him with his consciousness.

And then, rightfully for nothing, no feedback.

"Don't be in a hurry......"

Buchen nodded, after the twists and turns of the elemental discovery just now, he already knew what to do.

Patience, more patience. Attentive, more attentive.

Suddenly, as if in response, the earth elemental approached a little bit of the subordinate.

"Looks like you've got some results." Saddam Hussein said with a smile.

"Now soak it into your body."

Buchen did just now, through a little touch, he incorporated the earth element into his body.

"Can you feel it?"

"Yes."

Buchen replied, although it felt very faint because there was only one small element, but Buchen still sensed its existence,

"Trigger it with mental power."

"What to do?"

"Enter it with consciousness and infuse it with spiritual power."

Buchen nodded, tried to do it, and suddenly felt a wave of heat on the surface of his body.

"Well, it's been converted into energy." Saddam confirmed.

"You already know, don't you?"

"Yes."

"So from now on, reach out the tentacles of consciousness with all your might, do your best to incorporate as many elements as possible into your body, and trigger it! Since you are a beginner, a faint cyan glow will appear on your body. As your consciousness grows stronger and you are able to incorporate more elements into your body, the light will become clearer and more intense, which means that the level of Dou Qi will increase. However, we are not magicians after all, and our mental power is limited, so after more than half of our mental power is consumed, we will generally replace it with physical strength or even life force, so that we can continue to fight for a longer time. ”

"I see." Buchen replied, and after that, he did his best to stretch out the tentacles of consciousness according to what Saddam had taught, incorporated a large number of elements into his body, and used the method of infusing half of his mental power and half of his physical strength to trigger it!

"My master~~~!" Saddam Hussein screamed, his trembling voice full of surprise and fear.

Buchen frowned, Saddam's voice was obviously wrong, which made him surprised and suspicious, so he opened his eyes.

"I'll go! What is this?! ”

Buchen stared at his body and arms dumbfounded, how could there be any faint blue light on them? It's clearly wrapped in a layer of floating faint black gas!