Beast Summoner

"Here comes the sword!" Li Zhenbang frowned slightly and said again.

There were some slight fluctuations in the air. The old man was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Li Zhenbang in surprise. He did not expect that Li Zhenbang would choose to summon a weapon.

"Sword coming!" Li Zhenbang shouted again, and the fluctuations in the air became more intense.

The old man narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Li Zhenbang's hand. If Li Zhenbang could really summon a weapon, it would be really interesting.

"Here comes the sword!" Li Zhenbang gritted his teeth and roared, and his body began to tremble. But in the end, until the fluctuations in the air disappeared, the sword still did not appear. And Li Zhenbang simply fell to the ground and passed out.

The old man looked at all this with some astonishment. This scene was too dramatic. He shook his head gently, sighed, and helped Li Zhenbang to the bed.

After about a stick of incense, Li Zhenbang slowly opened his eyes. Before he could speak, he felt dizzy, the world was shaking, and his head felt like needles pricking him in pain. He couldn't help but groan softly.

"Are you awake?" the old man said, handing a wine gourd to Li Zhenbang.

"What's wrong with me?" Li Zhenbang did not take the bottle of wine, but rubbed his temples vigorously with both hands. Only in this way could he feel a little better.

"It's nothing. Mental exhaustion caused you to pass out. Drinking some Immortal Drunk will help you regain your mental strength and relieve the pain appropriately." The old man explained.

Li Zhenbang then took Xianren Zui and hurriedly drank a big gulp of it for himself. I don’t know whether it was Xianren Zui’s spiritual help that was so obvious, or whether it was his psychological effect, or the effect of alcohol. After a few minutes, Li Zhenbang

My head felt a little better, so I took a few more sips.

"Are you feeling better?" the old man asked with some concern.

"Much better." Li Zhenbang looked at the old man gratefully. The pain of mental exhaustion was like a toothache. It was not a serious problem, but it was really fatal when it happened.

"Tell me why you wanted to summon a sword at that time? Why didn't you try to summon something else, even a monster?" the old man asked with some confusion.

"I don't know, I just felt a sword at that time, and then I wanted to summon it." Li Zhenbang explained.

"Feel a sword?" The old man frowned slightly.

Li Zhenbang nodded slightly, but his head was already groggy, so he felt even more uncomfortable when he was shaking like this. He stopped hurriedly and held his head with his hands.

"You should take a good rest first!" The old man patted Li Zhenbang on the shoulder and walked out of the room.

In the old man's opinion, Li Zhenbang's head was not clear yet. How could he feel a sword? He should have made a sword first and then summoned it.

The prerequisite for a successful summoning spell is that the thing must first exist, such as a monster. The summoned monster must be real. Only after the two have established a relationship can the summoning spell be used to summon it.

The same goes for objects. Summoning a stone, summoning a flower, summoning water, fire, etc. is relatively not difficult. After all, they are everywhere and can be summoned easily.

However, swords are weapons and do not exist from birth. They need to be processed to appear. The old man can also summon a sword, but it requires a lot of mental power. He must first summon iron and then use mental power to make it.

It becomes a sword, and then it can be summoned.

Under normal circumstances, summoning a weapon does not mean much to the summoner, and is far less practical than summoning a monster.

When the old man dealt with Li Zhenbang before, he summoned four wooden shields, which were actually summoned weapons. Although what he summoned was very simple, he actually used his mental power to sense the appropriate wood first, and then cut the wood into shape.

It was only really summoned later.

Summoning weapons is simply a detour for the summoner. The summoner does not need to hold the weapon to kill people. Summoning weapons is completely thankless.

The old man summoned four wooden shields to resist the stones. One was on a whim and for the purpose of showing off. The other was the situation at that time. He dealt with the stones one by one. Over time, it consumed a lot of his mental energy. If Li Zhenbang had

If he continues to attack, the shield will save him a lot of mental energy.

But what he didn't expect was that Li Zhenbang succeeded in summoning him in the end, and also chose to summon a puddle of ice water right above his head, drenching him until he was drowned.

Thinking of this, the old man couldn't help but shook his head and laughed. This little brat is really a master who doesn't suffer any losses!

After another while of burning incense, the door slowly opened and Li Zhenbang walked out of the room. He still looked not in good spirits, but he was much stronger than before.

"How are you feeling?" the old man asked with a smile.

"Much better, but if this continues, I guess I will become an alcoholic sooner or later." Li Zhenbang shook the empty wine gourd.

"You little bastard is really good at drinking! You've almost finished all my inventory for several years! I really regret agreeing to give you a drink!" The old man laughed and cursed. After the scolding, the old man threw a bottle of wine to Li Zhenbang again.

gourd.

"There's no way! Who asked Immortal Drunk to help my mental recovery? Recently, I feel that my mental power is much stronger than before, all thanks to Immortal Drunk!" Li Zhenbang took the wine gourd and opened it.

The bottle stopper took a sip and sighed.

"Actually, Immortal Drunk is not as effective in restoring your mental power as you think. If it really has the function of improving your mental power, I don't have to do anything. I can become the richest man in the world by selling wine!" The old man curled his lips.

"The ideal is very full, but the reality is very skinny! First of all, you have to have so many materials! Let's not talk about anything else, just the Zhuguo material, it will be enough to give you a headache by then!"

Li Zhenbang couldn't help but strike.

"If you could drink less, at least I wouldn't have a headache now!" The old man rolled his eyes and teased.

As if Li Zhenbang didn't hear him, he quickly changed the topic and looked at the old man expectantly, "Teacher, has my sword been summoned?"

"If you don't mention it, I don't even want to say it. You are so weak in mental strength and you still want to summon a sword. Are you crazy? Even I would not try to summon a weapon under normal circumstances. It is meaningless! Are you still prepared?

Are you going to fight the soldiers with your sword?" The old man curled his lips and said disdainfully.

Li Zhenbang scratched his head. He had done this kind of thing often, but it was not a summoned sword, but a real sword.

"Then why did you summon four wooden shields at that time?" Li Zhenbang suddenly remembered the scene where the old man fought with him, and asked in confusion.

"Do you think defending your stones is a simple matter? Not only must you accurately judge the direction and strength of each stone, but you must also ensure that you will not be attacked by other stones when defending. You really have to calculate it.

Summoning a shield for defense saves you trouble and effort," the old man explained.

"Then why didn't you summon it from the beginning?" Li Zhenbang asked innocently.

"You think I don't want to? If it weren't for you to experience the summoning technique, you think I would be willing to jump around! After all, I am too old, and you don't understand me at all! At the beginning, you still

Throwing them one by one, then several by several, and finally by handfuls, you want to tire me out, right?" The old man's eyes widened and he was furious.

"Teacher, your strength is unfathomable. Even if I am exhausted, teacher, you will never be out of breath!" Li Zhenbang chuckled and flattered me.

The old man curled his lips and snorted softly. Although he knew that Li Zhenbang was flattering, he was still quite comfortable with the flattery.

"Your mental strength is really a big problem!" The old man no longer dwelled on this issue, but took the initiative to change the topic.

"There is nothing I can do! The soul is damaged and the mental strength is greatly affected. Without a panacea or great opportunity, it may not be easy to recover." Li Zhenbang shook his head helplessly.

The old man didn't take Li Zhenbang's words seriously. In his mind, if Li Zhenbang was so young, how strong his mental power could be even if he was strong?

So what if his previous mental power could reach the level of a fifth- or sixth-level magician? In his eyes, he is still just a child.

"I have to say, you are really a freak!" the old man said with emotion.

"What's wrong? Is there something wrong with me?" Li Zhenbang looked at the old man inexplicably. He could tell that the weird old man was not being sarcastic.

"Under normal circumstances, most people have achieved strength but not enough realm. Take Golden Warriors for example. Most golden warriors have accumulated great strength throughout their lives, but their realm is not enough, so they can only linger at semi-saint for a lifetime. This

The bottleneck is the gap that most people will never overcome in their lifetime!”

"But you are just the opposite. You have reached the state of selflessness, but your strength is far from enough. You cannot display the strength of the selfless state at all. Let alone selflessness, you cannot even display the energy of selflessness."

"If your mental power can really reach a certain height in the future, there will be no bottleneck at all. In terms of summoning, your future will really be limitless!" the old man said sincerely.

However, he had some regrets in his heart. A person with such a good talent has such poor mental strength. It can only be said to be a fate!

"The realm is enough, there are no bottlenecks!" Li Zhenbang licked his lips and murmured to himself, with some expectation in his heart.

"You don't have to think too much. Think of a way to repair your soul first. But you have to remember that the cultivation of spiritual power must be done step by step. Don't be clever and take shortcuts. The cultivation of spiritual power must not be false in the slightest, otherwise it will lead to endless disasters.

!" The old man was afraid that Li Zhenbang would go astray, so he persuaded him kindly.

"Teacher, don't worry, I know what's going on."

"Huh? Someone is coming?" The old man's eyes suddenly narrowed.