Di Shitian stared at Qiumu with his eyes fixed on him, not daring to miss every detail of the demonstration. Qiumu demonstrated it once, and then briefly explained it, allowing Di Shitian to try and understand it himself. Di Shitian learned it quickly according to Qiumu's instructions. Qiumu no longer asked Di Shitian to make perfect, and directly began to teach the last soul-controlled stipulation.

"The Soul-Reigning Skill is a mirror that reflects the level of puppets. Everything you learned before must be completed through the Soul-Reigning Skill. Simply put, when the corpse puppet or the weapon puppet is controlled by yourself, the Soul-Reigning Skill can control the puppets to fight in the distance, which can avoid unnecessary damage. The Soul-Reigning Skill cannot take advantage of the opportunity, and can only be achieved through continuous practice. I don’t have puppets to practice here for you. If there are any in the future, you can try it yourself.

Seeing that the weapon in your hand is still passing, I will integrate what we learned before and give you a demonstration." Shibaki stretched out his hand, and the knife that was thrown in the corner by Di Shitian fell into his hand. I saw that the knife in his hand lit up, and the knife in his hand floated in the air, making chopping and cutting in the air. Each movement was like flowing in, without any dragging. Moreover, each movement was full of explosive power, and if it was cut, it would definitely be very injured.

The movements in Shibaki's hand did not stop. The soul-controlling technique controlled the sword and played another set of sword techniques. Di Shitian naturally gained a lot and learned that Firewood would grab the sword from the air. As a result, he used too much force and directly hit the door. Di Shitian felt dizzy and rubbed the bulging bag on his forehead with his hands, and was speechless. It seemed that each soul technique could be easily practiced, but if it was to be combined, it would immediately become extremely complex. Di Shitian kept practicing in the hall, and his soul was consumed.

Meditation in the hall, and when he was hungry, he would eat fasting pills. During this period, Firewood corrected several places that were not suitable for use, and then tinkered with other things on the edge of the hall. From time to time, there were "rumbling" sounds, which forced Di Shitian to stop and rest and watch the firewood cast spells. Di Shitian looked in the clouds and mist, and didn't know what the firewood cast spells were. In short, it looked very wonderful. After several times, Di Shitian asked questions, but Firewood ignored them. Di Shitian was bored and stopped asking.

"Boy, it's been a while since you entered the Five-Spirit Decoration Tower. I've been teaching you very much. I hope you keep your promise and find a disciple for me after I go out. I feel it's worth it. If you fool me outside and don't work hard, even if you ascend to the fairy world, my body will not spare you. At that time..." Shibaki used his hand to wipe his neck, which scared Di Shitian's eyelids twitched. He absolutely believed that his body could do such a thing. After all, he had to do something soft, and he had to do his work.

"Young people will never forget the promise." Although I had promised again and again, I still had a determination. Di Shitian muttered: "This is sure I can go out of your broken tower." "What is a broken tower? This is called the Five-Pier Linglong Tower. A treasure that others can't ask for. You are a traitorless boy. You have a treasure without knowing it. You boy regret it." Seeing that Shibaki was about to go wild again, Di Shitian quickly smoothed out and said: "Boy, I don't know Mount Tai, and a boy is not talented. I am afraid that it will insult the reputation of this treasure. In the future, its owner will definitely be a powerful figure." After hearing this, Shibaki stopped saying a word. He heard someone praise the corpse driving pavilion, and he was so happy that he couldn't say anything. Although it was a bit exaggerated, he listened to the persuasion in his heart.

"When did you learn how to flatter you? I haven't heard you say that when you came here, the boy was stubborn at that time and would rather die than betray the sect. It's been so long now. These flattering words are so simple. I'm not safe in my later years. I've seen the wrong person!" While inserting the spirit stones into the hall, I was bickering with Di Shitian. He had no style at all, and he looked like a villager. Di Shitian followed behind Kazuki and watched him inlaid the spirit stones into the hall.

Although the different directions of the hall seemed to be messy, each spirit stone was strange. As more and more spirit stones were embedded in it, the white mist in the hall became thicker and thicker. In the end, Di Shitian, who followed behind Shibumu, could not see Shibumu's figure. As a last resort, Di Shitian could only let go of his spiritual sense to search for Shibumu's whereabouts. If he didn't check it, he wouldn't know it. When he checked, Di Shitian was immediately shocked. Shibumu was obviously not far away, but he could never get to his side.

"The Great Five Elements Illusion World" I heard the last of the firewood angrily rebuked, and the hall suddenly turned dizzy. A strange force acted on Di Shitian's body. Di Shitian was dizzy at this moment, feeling that his entire soul was about to escape from his body. This dizziness lasted for a quarter of an hour, and a little light appeared in front of him, and the tearing of the soul before gradually decreased. Di Shitian moved towards the light, and was about to go out, but suddenly he fainted.

"Xiaotian...Xiaotian...Xiaotian...Wake up quickly...Wake up quickly...You can't be without you." Di Shitian heard someone crying in his ears and called in a low voice. Di Shitian wanted to struggle to open his eyes to see what happened, but his eyes seemed to be injected with iron tools, and he was extremely load-bearing. After several attempts, he failed. The people around him seemed to be tired of crying, and after a while, they could not hear the movement. Di Shitian also took the opportunity to sleep.

After a while, Di Shitian finally opened his eyes slowly and saw himself lying in a thatched hut. The house looked dilapidated. There were several obvious holes on the roof. Through the holes, you could see the sky outside. At this time, the sky outside was covered with black everywhere, and a crescent moon in the air was blood-red, which looked very strange and unusual. Di Shitian tried to hold up his body and tried several times, but not only failed, but he accidentally rolled down from the bed. When the people outside heard the movement inside, they ran in quickly.

"Xiaotian, are you awake?" Pushing the door, a thin, black middle-aged woman with a bun on her head, and she was wrapped around her head. The middle-aged woman's face was covered with wrinkles, and the blood marks on her face were unusually obvious. It was obvious that she had just been beaten and the blood was not dry yet. The middle-aged woman was wearing a patched floral shirt, a black pants on her legs, and a pair of white shoes on her feet, which looked inappropriate. The middle-aged woman was stunned at the door, and then quickly walked

He ran to Di Shitian, reached out and picked up Di Shitian, and placed Di Shitian steadily on the bed where he was lying on it. Although the middle-aged woman was thin, she was not weak, so it was not difficult to pick up Di Shitian. Di Shitian looked at the middle-aged woman who came in with a blank look on her face. Her whole body was in pain and she could not exert any force. The soul in the spiritual consciousness was not as solid as before, and there was a possibility of disintegration at any time. The previous stinging sensation did not disappear, causing him to suffer.

"I am my mother, Xiaotian, don't you know Weiniang?" The middle-aged woman hugged Di Shitian lovingly, gently stroked his head, her eyes full of love.

"Mom?" Di Shitian held it in for a long time and finally spit out a word. When the middle-aged woman heard it, she was extremely excited, and her eyes were filled with tears. "I'm sorry for you, I've suffered too much in my life. As long as you are well, I'll never force you to participate in the Eight Horse Palace apprentice competition. If you have another mistake, I'm not going to live." The middle-aged woman in front of me hugged Di Shitian in her arms and cried like a tearful person. Di Shitian was also overwhelmed. Before Shimu told her about the next trial, she was teleported here. Di Shitian used her soul to check her body and found that she was just injured and not very serious. She had not woken up before, but because she was hit hard by a heavy object on her head, and now her wound was still oozing out. Di Shitian forced her head to look for a space ring, wanting to get some healing. Di Shitian reluctantly turned his head to find a space ring.

He took the wounded medicine to himself, but he didn't know that the finger was bare and there was no trace of the space ring. The middle-aged woman was still crying while blaming herself. With a "gurgle", Di Shitian's stomach started to scream inappropriately. Di Shitian smiled bitterly. After hearing the sound, the middle-aged woman did not cry anymore, but laughed happily. She lay Di Shitian flat on the bed and wiped away the tears from her face with her hands. She said in a crying voice: "Xiaotian, what do you want to eat, I will make it for you." After waiting for a long time, Di Shitian responded. The middle-aged woman suddenly realized, "You have forgotten that you have just woken up, and I will make you your favorite stall bun for you." Di Shitian nodded with all her strength. The middle-aged woman seemed to be greatly encouraged and ran out of the thatched hut excitedly.

Seeing the middle-aged woman go out, Di Shitian began to sort out what Firewood said seriously, afraid of missing every detail. Finally, after thinking for a long time, he still had no idea. After the middle-aged woman left the thatched hut, she found some flour and returned to the dilapidated yard. After a while of busyness, the stall of steamed buns in the middle-aged woman's mouth was finally ready, and she made a bowl of clear soup with a few vegetable leaves floating on it, with a few oil flowers that could be counted.

The middle-aged woman sat next to Di Shitian, tore the stall of steamed buns into small pieces, then dipped them in the vegetable soup, and put them into Di Shitian's mouth. Di Shitian's belly was already hungry and thirsty, and swallowed the food sent to the people. The stall of steamed buns mentioned in the woman's mouth was very delicious. Di Shitian ate all the women's prepared in one breath, and cleaned the bowl of soup like a wind and cloud. Di Shitian licked his lips, but still felt unsatisfied. This was not as good as the delicacies he had eaten in the Tianqi Kingdom before. After Di Shitian was full, he also had strength, and the stinging sensation of his soul disappeared, and he fell asleep directly.

The middle-aged woman covered Di Shitian's quilt, packed up the dishes, and took her to the door and went out. Di Shitian slept until the next day. The stinging pain in his spiritual sense had long disappeared. Di Shitian tried to use the horror sting and found that he had already mastered the soul technique, but now he disappeared without a trace.

"The trial begins now. Damn Shibuki, tell me what's going on." Di Shitian couldn't help but curse in his heart.
Chapter completed!