Woof! Woof!

The puppy, whose hair has a gradient of black and gray, circles around a half-grown child, while the child stretches out his feet, stumbling over the puppy from time to time and trying to rub against him.

"Go, stay aside, don't disturb me doing business, this is related to your future future!"

Feng Qing'an, who had just come out of the chicken coop, grabbed a little hen that was constantly fluttering and clucking, and every step he took, as if he was a thief, poked his head out and looked left and right.

Today was a good day when his father and mother were not at home, and he endured it for several days to wait for this opportunity.

It's not a bad thing, his eldest brother has been very well-behaved for more than a month since he left, otherwise his father and mother would not have left him alone at home.

Feng Qing'an also mainly wanted to try the "Spirit Drawing Blood Alchemy Technique", originally he originally planned to wait until he had condensed the first soul contract and accumulated enough soul power before trying this secret technique.

But the plan can't catch up with the changes, for more than a month, he has practiced diligently, night after night, although there is still a considerable distance from condensing the soul contract, but the accumulation of soul power is quite good.

According to Feng Qing'an's own estimates, it was enough for him to perform the "Spirit Attraction Blood Alchemy Technique" once, and it was even more than enough, which made him still have patience, he still hadn't figured out other uses for his soul power.

This is also what makes Feng Qing'an more depressed, although he has not been practicing for a long time, but he has accumulated so much soul power, but it has not made him any special changes.

The amount of food has not increased significantly, the height has not grown taller, and the quality of endurance and speed has not changed from before, except for sleeping more and more stable, and the spirit is becoming more and more energetic, there is no obvious change, so Feng Qing'an currently only has the option of "Spiritual Alchemy".

As for the little hen he was holding in his hand, it was because there was a certain risk in "Spirit Attraction Alchemy", and if he used it rashly, it might cause some damage to the beast pet.

Therefore, Feng Qing'an needs to find some living creatures to practice in advance in order to reach a state of proficiency, which is good for the puppies he raises.

"Attracting spirits, refining blood!"

Feng Qing'an firmly grasped the hen's wings with both hands, and didn't care about the clucking of the chicken, and after calming down, he began to practice the spirit of the hen dozens of times.

Using the cultivated soul power to pull the ubiquitous aura, this step Feng Qing'an is already very familiar with, but he can't pull much, the most important thing is the next step, refining blood!

Draw the aura to the creatures other than himself, so as to achieve the effect of refining his body, warming his bones and blood, and making him reborn.

Feng Qing'an's eyes narrowed slightly, and he entered a state similar to cultivation, and suddenly, his eyes "saw" the ubiquitous "light" between heaven and earth.

He disturbed the "light" around him with his soul power, carried out traction, and carefully manipulated, and very smoothly introduced two or three points of light into the little hen he caught, the process was very smooth, and the aura was smoothly integrated.

"Success!?"

Feng Qing'an's eyes widened with some joy, and he withdrew from that special state, and the next moment, he felt a struggling force several times stronger than before surging from under his hand, and the little hen flapped its wings frantically, almost breaking free from his hands.

The next moment, Feng Qing'an, who had a look of joy on his face, was a little surprised, because he saw that the small hen's not too big body in his hand quickly began to expand rapidly and bulge into a ball.

"It's going to blow up!"

When his eyes saw this sudden sudden change, Feng Qing'an's brain didn't think, and he threw the hen out with a shake of his hand, but the chicken exploded in mid-air before it landed.

Bang!

Red and black, splashing in the air, like raindrops, at that moment, subconsciously closed his eyes, and Feng Qing'an, who was squatting down, felt a warm viscous liquid splash on his face and hair.

When he reopened his eyes and looked at the mess in front of him, he froze, even though he had knowledge far beyond his appearance, but this insight did not include a chicken that swelled to the size of a basketball and then exploded.

"This is the description of the so-called certain risks?"

Feng Qing'an wiped the blood stains on his face, looked at the mess in front of him, and couldn't help muttering to himself.

Not far away, the birds in the duck roll chicken cage all watched this scene blankly, until the sound of the wind cleared sounded, these birds screamed frantically, flapping their wings and crashing around, obviously frightened stupid.

Whew!

Not only these poultry, but even the two big white geese that were leisurely wandering in the courtyard, as well as the little black man who had been circling around Feng Qing'an's feet, were so frightened that they screamed, clamped their tails, and hid in the corner.

And the movement of these little guys also woke up Feng Qing'an, now is not the time for him to ponder, it is the right thing to clean up this yard quickly, otherwise when his father and mother come back, he can't explain.

"Don't blame you little chicken, you are a dish in the world, go early this year, come early next year!"

Feng Qing'an muttered the chicken-killing spell he had learned, took the clay pot and began to clean up the pieces of minced meat and bones scattered in the yard little by little, and still sticking to the feathers.

It's disgusting, but who let it be tossed out by himself. Moreover, by cleaning up the scene of the bloody case, Feng Qing'an had a deeper understanding of how terrifying this secret technique exclusive to the Beast Master was.

I am afraid that this secret method is not only used to strengthen the body of the beast pet and increase its transformation chance, but if it is not used well, it can also become an extremely terrifying killing method.

After all, the soul power he has now has not even stepped into the threshold of the beast master, Feng Qing'an knows that the little spiritual power he pulls is really nothing, but it is such a little spiritual power, forcibly integrated into the body of the poultry, it will actually undergo such a terrible change.

"I'm not a bloody butcher, what to do with the secret method of reversing the secret method, first study and understand the proper use."

Feng Qing'an stopped many dangerous thoughts that burst out, and began to sum up the lessons learned.

"After the spiritual power is integrated, it should need to be guided, and I will help refine it, if this chicken can retain the spiritual energy by itself and use it for its own use, it will not be kept in a cage."

All kinds of conjectures appeared in his mind, a failure is nothing, although the result of this failure was a little more tragic than he imagined, but Feng Qing'an looked at the duck pen chicken coop with fiery eyes,

"I still have a lot of trial and error, the opportunity to test my conjectures, don't rush, take your time!"

"Hmm, this chicken offal, let's take it to make soup, can't waste it, wait for my father and mother to come back and surprise them, they should praise me for my filial piety, right?"