After leaving the mountain and wild Suju, Qin Ziling first went to Liu Xiaoqiang's old house to remove his makeup, put a bag of feed into the corpse ring, and then went to the Tongfu Inn.

Dozens of meters away, Qin Ziling saw that there were many diners sitting at the Tongfu Inn, and the people were noisy and noisy, and the business was quite prosperous, sweeping away the previous desertion.

"Mr. Qin, Happy New Year, Happy New Year!" The shopkeeper who was checking out at the cashier behind the counter saw Qin Ziling coming in, and immediately greeted him, smiling again and again.

"Happy New Year, good business!" Qin Ziling replied.

"It's all thanks to Mr. Qin!" The shopkeeper said gratefully.

"Is Handsome there?" Qin Ziling waved his hand and changed the subject.

"He's having lunch in the backyard, so I'll ask him to come out and have a few drinks with you." The shopkeeper said.

"I just ate and drank at a friend's house, and I stopped by to see how handsome was practicing martial arts, and you are busy with you, I can go to the backyard by myself." Qin Ziling said.

Seeing that Qin Ziling came over to ask about his son's martial arts training, the shopkeeper became more and more grateful, and insisted on accompanying him to the backyard despite Qin Ziling's politeness.

The Hantie Courtyard has opened, and it's lunch time.

Bao Yingjun looked like he had a blue nose and swollen face again, and he was obviously beaten again.

"Are you alright?" Qin Ziling asked.

"No, it's okay, I, I also slapped that guy Wu Cheng." Bao Yingjun said, with a hint of excitement on his face.

"It's growing!" Qin Ziling smiled and patted Bao Yingjun's shoulder, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

Wu Cheng's guy has been practicing palm techniques in the Cold Iron Palm Academy for more than a year, and his strength is top-notch among a group of apprentices, while Bao Yingjun has only been in the martial arts hall for about two months, and he is only sixteen years old this year.

The two fought against each other, and it was not easy for Bao Yingjun to hit Wu Cheng in the palm of his hand.

"Hehe, all, it's all taught by Senior Brother Qin, and it's taught well. And, and now the inn business is good, and my father and mother are also willing to give me supplements these days. Bao Yingjun said, looking at Qin Ziling's eyes full of gratitude.

"Show me a few hands." Qin Ziling said lightly.

"Yes!" Bao Yingjun's expression froze, and then he got up and went to the middle of the courtyard to practice the cold iron palm technique.

Bao Yingjun is obviously short, and he also looks like a thief with rat eyes and sharp-beaked monkey gills, but after a few cold iron palms, he faintly gave people a majestic and strong momentum.

After Qin Ziling waited for Bao Yingjun to finish fighting, he didn't praise him, just nodded noncommittally, then pointed out a few deficiencies in him, and then threw him a box.

"Come back every night, take one when you practice martial arts by yourself, and don't let anyone know, including your family. I'm gone, no need to send! Qin Ziling said, waved his hand, turned around and left.

Bao Yingjun took the box and caught up a few steps, but Qin Ziling waved his hand back without looking back, he had to stop and watch him leave, and then opened the box.

As soon as the box was opened, an extremely foul smell rushed to his nose, and the lunch in his stomach suddenly turned over, and he almost vomited.

"What is this?" Bao Yingjun looked at the twenty black lacquered meatballs in the box, which were slightly smaller than pigeon eggs, with a sad face.

This black meatball was naturally rubbed up by Qin Ziling with the boiled and rotten Eight Desolation Blue Python jerky.

Bao Yingjun's talent is very good, but the root bone is much worse than Liu Xiaoqiang, which is also his biggest shortcoming.

The Eight Desolations Python is a three-grade beast, and it contains a strong wood vitality, and its jerky is naturally an excellent ingredient for laying a bone foundation.

However, Bao Yingjun's current blood and muscles are still much worse than Liu Xiaoqiang's, and he currently eats a meatball the size of a pigeon's egg every day.

Outside the city, Qin Ziling looked thoughtful and walked in the direction of Anhe Village without hurry.

Suddenly, Qin Ziling paused, raised his hand and patted his head, with a happy smile on his face.

"What a fool of a lifetime! Since the phantom dragon can be domesticated, it means that through violence and manipulation of its diet, it can be forced to gradually change its habits, become docile, and be content with the status quo, which should be similar to the fact that the animal tamer tames the beast.

However, after all, the alien beast is the strongest of the beasts, and through external violence and diet, there should be limits to change. Therefore, they cannot be confined in a small space for a long time, otherwise they will run wild, so there must be twenty or thirty acres of land to move around.

But I'm different, I practice the art of the divine soul, this phantom lizard dragon is not a particularly powerful beast, I can completely use the soul into a dream to perform the magic of the gods, change its thinking habits from the inside out, and make it more docile.

In this way, maybe two or three hundred square meters of activity space in my backyard will be enough for it. The three-headed beast to be hatched is still small, and with the help of the magic of the divine soul, it is easier to domesticate. ”

After finding a solution to the problem, Qin Ziling was in a good mood and strode towards Anhe Village.

When he got home, Qin Ziling entered the house and saw that the phantom lizard dragon was coiling up all over his body, and when he felt someone coming in, he opened his eyes and looked up, and saw that it was Qin Ziling, who had been feeding it every day for the past few days, so he closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Qin Ziling couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw this, and hurriedly went out of the house to give Liu Xiaoqiang an order, then went back to the house and closed the door, and then went out of his body and performed the technique of soul dreaming.

The Phantom Lizard Dragon was a strange beast, with vigorous qi and blood, and as soon as Qin Ziling's soul approached it, it was like being close to the firelight, and there was a burning pain all over his body.

Fortunately, Qin Ziling's soul has grown a lot recently, and this phantom lizard dragon is not a wild beast, and he just gave birth to three eggs not long ago, and the loss of qi and blood is not small, so it is uncomfortable and unbearable.

The Phantom Lizard Dragon has no IQ, except that the qi and blood are burning like a furnace, which makes the soul very uncomfortable, but it is very simple to cast the soul into a dream, and it will not be subject to any resistance. Qin Ziling made up many scenes in its dreams, some of which were the tall and mighty images of him and Cui, Yin Dying Yue and Liu Xiaoqiang, some of them rescued it from danger, some of them worked hard to take care of it, some of them lived in the backyard since childhood, and some of the terrifying scenes of a blue python lying in wait outside the backyard......

It didn't take long for Qin Ziling to retreat from the phantom lizard dragon's dream, his soul returned to his shell, his eyes slowly opened, and his face turned slightly pale.

"It's no wonder that the Divine Soul Technique is easy to confuse ordinary people, but it is difficult for martial artists who are determined and cultivated to a high level. It's just a domesticated beast, and it's so uncomfortable for me to dream of my divine soul, if I really want to change to a powerful martial artist or a more powerful alien beast, this kind of primary divine soul technique will be difficult to perform, unless my divine soul realm is much higher than now. Qin Ziling muttered to himself, but his eyes turned to the Phantom Lizard Dragon at this time.

The Phantom Lizard Dragon had already come to his senses at this time, and his gaze at Qin Ziling was obviously a little stunned at first, but it gradually softened, not always with vigilance and fierce light like before.

"It worked!" Qin Ziling couldn't help but be overjoyed.