The most powerful thing is that the uncle can also control the shape of the smoke. Sometimes it is a ball, sometimes it is a fist, and it even transforms into a sword, but the size is always controlled by the uncle to be the size of a palm.
"How...how did you do this?" I couldn't hide my excitement.
"Actually, whether it's evil spirit or spiritual power, as long as you can feel it and control it, it can be completely used for you, just like this smoke." Uncle Master said and waved his hand, and the white smoke lost its shape and regained its shape. The original state gradually dispersed in the air.
"But..." I still have some doubts about my own strength.
"Stop it, although your spiritual power is not strong enough, your evil spirit is definitely enough, but your ability to control it is a little lacking." Uncle Master said and stood up, throwing the smoke and fire to me.
"When you can do what I just did, I will teach you." After speaking, Uncle Shi smiled and turned around to leave.
Looking at my uncle's back, I took out a cigarette and lit it.
But no matter how hard I tried, I still couldn't gather the smoke in the palm of my hand. Seeing the bottom of a box of cigarettes, I fell to the ground sweating profusely.
"Concentrate your concentration to gather your energy." Rakshasa, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly heard this voice.
"Are you here?" For some reason, my hatred for Rakshasa seems not to be that deep anymore.
Although grandma died because of him, the culprit was actually myself. Coupled with my understanding of the art of conferring gods, I can no longer hate Rakshasa.
The most important point is that I think the master is not dead. It is possible that the master has become an immortal, but it cannot be confirmed at the moment.
"Think about the time when you learned Chaiyun Leg." Rakshasa's tone also became gentle. He probably listened when his uncle taught the art of conferring gods.
"Okay, I'll try again..." I said, suppressing my excitement.
In fact, it's my fault for being eager for success. Rakshasa is right. Whether it's chasing cloud legs or controlling evil spirits, you have to calm down.
Recalling that my sword energy was also developed at the bottom of the Biyue Lake, thinking of this, I lit a cigarette again, took a deep breath and blew out a burst of smoke into the palm of my hand.
I concentrated on it, put aside all distracting thoughts, and finally controlled the smoke within the palm of my hand.
"It's done..." I shouted excitedly.
But with such a shout, the cloud of smoke that had finally gathered dissipated instantly.
"Come again." I took a deep breath and repeated the previous operation.
This time it was much easier, the smoke quickly gathered in the palm of my hand, but I couldn't make them change shape like my uncle.
"Don't use your eyes, use your heart." Rakshasa's voice sounded again.
His words reminded me of the time when I competed with Zhong Ke'an on out-of-body experiences. It was my first out-of-body experience, but because I was very relaxed, I didn't encounter any obstacles at all.
I was too nervous at the moment, so I gradually relaxed my body. I no longer just stared at the smoke, but imagined in my mind the shape I wanted to change, just like how I communicated with the spiritual power in my body.
Unexpectedly, this actually had an effect. The smoke gathered in my palm slowly gathered together, and even changed into the shape I had in mind.
However, the smoke in my hands is still not as solid as the one in my uncle's hands, and the smoke in my hands is still a little transparent.
No matter how hard I try, the smoke in my hand never solidifies.
"Why is this..." I waved my hand in annoyance, and the smoke dissipated.
"Calm down, calm down." Rakshasa's voice sounded again.
"I'm too impatient..." I stood up guiltily and spread my palms again.
As soon as I started, I thought of achieving the same effect as my uncle, but naturally it was impossible. It was like I wanted to learn to run before I learned to walk.
Looking back on the mental method of chasing cloud legs, now I just changed the direction. At that time, I controlled the spiritual power under my feet and also stimulated the potential of my legs.
My thinking is too narrow. This time I decided to challenge myself. I had been practicing with my left hand before, but now I stretched out both hands directly.
"Wei Yucheng, Liang Feng." I simply called out the two ghosts.
"The general is here." The two ghosts appeared at the same time and stood in front of me respectfully.
"Help, light up the cigarette." I said, gesturing to the palm of my hand with a look in my eyes.
At first, when I practiced Chaiyun Kick, I practiced it with both legs together. Now, with the guidance of my uncle, I have no reason to only practice it with one hand. Of course, I practice it with both hands together.
Liang Feng and Wei Yucheng lit cigarettes at the same time. The two guys smoked up one cigarette in one breath, and two large clouds of smoke quickly drifted towards me.
I lost a lot of it in my panic, and the smoke left in my palm was only the size of an egg.
But I suddenly found that the smoke became smaller, I could control it better, and the shape of the entire smoke became more solid.
The smoke in my hand grew larger and larger as I practiced. I was completely immersed in it and completely forgot about time until the small door of the hangar opened and the three women walked in.
"Why are you so early?" The third girl looked at me and Ergui and asked in surprise.
"Morning?" I also raised my head in surprise.
"Have you been here all night?" Haitang was still attentive.
"What's in your hand?" Peony also noticed the smoke in my hand.
"What kind of technique are you doing?" Zhou Jiaonan walked over curiously.
"My uncle taught me..." But after saying this to the three girls, I suddenly felt sleepy and fell down as soon as I closed my eyes.
When I woke up again, the sun was shining brightly outside the window, and I was lying on the small bed in the dormitory.
I hurriedly got up and looked at my watch. I actually slept all day and all night.
When he went out, he bumped into Heizi, and the food in Heizi's hand was scattered all over the floor.
"You don't have eyes?" Heizi cursed directly.
"What the hell, I didn't mean it." I also got angry.
"I think you've gone crazy. Haitang said you were just tired." Heizi frowned with an unhappy look on his face.
It turns out that this guy was angry because he was worried about me, and I wrongly blamed him.
"I'm sorry, I just suddenly found the feeling and forgot about the time." I smiled awkwardly and scratched my head.
"Wait here, I'll get you some food again." Heizi said and glared at me.
"I'm fine, I'll go with you." I said and was about to step forward.
"I want you to wait here. I'll call my uncle over by the way. You can go out only when your uncle says you're fine. Do you hear me?" Heizi scolded me with a straight face.
"Okay, okay, I'll wait here." I smiled and returned to the house.
"I'll clean up later, you don't have to worry about it." Heizi saw me looking at the food scattered in the place, and explained uneasily.
"Okay, I'll go back to the house and lie down, okay?" I looked at Heizi with a smile.
"Hmph, it's really not a worry..." Heizi cursed and went downstairs.
Heizi's concern warmed my heart. Originally, I wanted to clean the food at the door, but when I thought of Heizi's exaggerated expression, I smiled and sat back on the bed.
As soon as I sat down, the method I practiced yesterday came to mind. I simply used my left hand to use my evil spirit and my right hand to use my spiritual power. Unexpectedly, I succeeded.
It seems that yesterday's practice was not in vain, but controlling the spiritual power and evil spirit to change the shape is more difficult than controlling the smoke, but it is not difficult, it just takes a little time.
"What are you doing again? Looking for death, right?" After an unknown amount of time, Heizi's yelling came.
"No, I just want to try out the results of my cultivation..." I quickly collected my evil spirit and spiritual power, and hid my hands behind my back with an awkward smile.
"Uncle Master, look at this kid, he doesn't know what's good or bad, and he doesn't know whether to live or die." Heizi was so angry that he couldn't speak coherently, but he still held the food in his hand steadily.
"Come and see..." The uncle shook his head and smiled bitterly. He came over and took a look at my eyelids. Then he took my hand and took my pulse.
"Don't worry, it's okay. Haitang is right, he was tired yesterday." Uncle Master said and looked at Heizi.
"Hurry up and eat." Heizi said fiercely, but he gently placed the food in front of me.
Heizi stopped scolding me and turned around to clean up the food scattered at the door.
"Look what I'm doing, hurry up and eat." My uncle looked at me in a daze and said with a smile.
"Hmm..." I then picked up the food and started eating.
"You can't do this anymore. Everyone is worried about you..." Uncle Master said earnestly on the side.
"Hmm..." After a mouthful of food, my taste buds were awakened and I was indeed hungry. The important thing is that everything Heizi brought me was what I like to eat.
"So many things have happened to you, and I have worked hard on you along the way. I know you want to become stronger, and I also know that you are not afraid of hardship or fatigue, but your body is very important." Uncle Master looked at me distressedly.
"Did you hear that? Uncle Master is talking to you." Heizi who had finished cleaning up also came to the front, his tone was still a little impatient.
