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the other side.

The silver cat Xiying carried the incense burner and came to a big tree not far away.

This is a huge century-old tree. There is a secret small tree hole dug out in the branch of the tree ten feet above the ground. The tree hole is covered with fur and silk, and there is a pillow made of silk bags.

The silver cat Xiying placed the cauldron in front of her and raised a paw to place it on it.

A ray of silver light lit up from the center of its claws, and the silver light formed a magic circle that enveloped the furnace body. The rays of light gathered in clusters and gathered towards the incense burner.

However, after waiting for a moment, there was no reaction from the tripod.

Silver Cat Xiying's eyes lit up with doubts, and his furry little head came closer. When he was about to take a closer look, he suddenly found that the cauldron lit up on its own, and the furnace body began to become transparent and blurry.

Silver Cat Xiying's eyes flashed and he quickly withdrew his magic power.

But the incense burner's virtualization did not stop, until it completely became virtual under its gaze, and finally disappeared.

Silver Cat Xiying's cheeks puffed up and he said angrily: "Oh, how did this damn bastard do it?"

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At the same time, Yuan Ming felt a warmth on his arm.

A blue-black incense burner tattoo gradually emerged clearly.

"Back!" Yuan Ming was overjoyed when he saw this.

After touching the tattoo pattern on his arm, he stood up, glanced left and right, saw no sign of the silver cat, and immediately turned around and returned to his residence.

After returning, he no longer thought of lighting incense and trying to possess someone. Instead, he sat at the table and waited quietly for the silver cat to appear.

Sure enough, a moment later, the silver cat appeared at the window again.

It was still walking gracefully, not feeling guilty at all for what it had just done. Instead, it looked at Yuan Ming angrily.

"You took my stuff without asking, are you still angry?" Yuan Ming said angrily.

"Hmph, why don't we just borrow it for a few days to play, you are too stingy." Seeing Yuan Ming question, the silver cat Xiying became furious, scratched his paws on the window frame, and his voice rang in Yuan Ming's ears.

"This thing is not something you can play with casually. If someone takes it away, you will be in trouble." Yuan Ming said with a serious expression.

"Snatch it away? Who dares! Don't even look at who I am?" Silver Cat said proudly.

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, I'm just afraid of the unexpected. This incense burner is very important to me..." Yuan Ming said patiently.

"I just want to play with your incense burner. I just want to play. You are a stingy guy. I don't even look at who helped you practice. What's wrong with playing for a while? What's wrong? Stingy!" Silver Cat Xiying didn't listen to Yuan at all. Ming immediately interrupted and started shouting.

Yuan Ming felt a little guilty when he heard this, so he had to wave his hand and the incense burner appeared in his hand again. He put it on the table and said: "Okay, okay, you can play, just play here."

"I'm not interested anymore, I'm not interested anymore." The silver cat glanced at the incense burner, slowly lay down on the window edge, rested his little head on his two front paws, and looked away.

The atmosphere was a bit solid, Yuan Ming thought for a while and said:

"What do you want this incense burner for? Can you tell me about it?"

In fact, he has always had doubts about the appearance of Silver Cat, and was on guard at the beginning. However, after getting along for a long time, and Silver Cat did help him a lot and even saved himself, from the bottom of his heart, he has already Consider the silver cat a friend.

"If I don't tell you, I'm too lazy to care about you now." Silver Cat Xiying's voice sounded in Yuan Ming's mind.

"Then let me take a guess." Yuan Ming said.

Silver Cat Xiying turned her eyes and looked at Yuan Ming, blinking twice, wanting to hear what Yuan Ming could say.

"When I was practicing the Ming Yue Jue, I summoned this incense burner and felt that it helped stabilize the soul and increase the soul power. You must have the same feeling." Yuan Ming continued.

He had long discovered that the reason why the naughty greedy son of the previous three cave masters liked to get close to him was probably because of this.

"It seems you are not stupid. Have you woken up? Let me touch your head. You may have grown horns." The silver cat stretched out its crystal clear paw and touched Yuan Ming's head.

Yuan Ming subconsciously hid when he saw this. The scene of Xiying slashing Kuntu to the ground with his claw was still vivid in his mind. He didn't want to be touched by this claw once.

"Stop, stop, your claws are neither light nor heavy. It's too scary." Yuan Ming was startled and said.

"Coward, I really want to harm you, why should I wait now? I would have already struck down with my claws and killed someone to seize the cauldron." Silver Cat Xiying said disdainfully.

"Then why don't you do it?" Yuan Ming asked strangely.

"I won't tell you. Goodbye." Suddenly the silver cat jumped down like lightning. With a sweep of his claws, he took away the torn piece of paper on the table, turned around and jumped to the tree next to him. superior.

Yuan Ming thought to himself: "Xi Ying, it seems like you are not angry anymore..."

"Xiying, I will start going to Shiwanda Mountain to practice in seclusion tomorrow." Upon seeing this, Yuan Ming shouted outside.

"It's up to you." The latter disappeared from his sight without looking back.

Yuan Ming looked at the direction where the silver cat Xiying left, with a complicated look on his face.

Since he met this silver cat, he found that its original aloof character has gradually changed a lot, and sometimes it is a little cute.

In fact, after I gradually achieved some success in cultivation, I discovered that communication between souls is not simple.

The origin of Xiying must be extraordinary, and the name "Xiying" sounds like it was given by a woman?

After a while, Yuan Ming came to his senses, closed the window, then placed the incense burner on the table again, and lit the homemade black incense.

Before possessing this time, he also silently thought about the little emperor in his heart, but in the end, he failed to possess him, and instead possessed another servant of the general's mansion.

This made Yuan Ming a little confused. He didn't know if his previous guess was wrong, or if he was not focused enough before possessing this time.

After all, after being tormented by Silver Cat Xiying, his mind was indeed not calm and his thoughts were a little confused.

However, no matter what the reason was, he had to stop for a while. He could not forget the need to practice hard just because of the possible benefits of possession.

His true foundation is his own strength. In the next period of time, he must focus on practicing in seclusion.

The next day, Yuan Ming set off for Shiwanda Mountain.

He found a lush mountain forest, cut down the trees, and built a simple wooden house on a towering old tree.

The wood-attribute spiritual energy here is abundant, and it will be his retreat for the next period of time.

By the time the wooden house was built, it was already evening.

Yuan Ming came to the tree, and according to his habit when he was a furry beast slave, he built a fire pit with stones and filled it with firewood and dead leaves.

Only this time, he didn't use the fire stick to light the fire.

Instead, he stood one foot away from the fire pit, with his legs firmly planted in a horse stance, his hands raised, and one hand holding the other's wrist.

Afterwards, he closed his eyes and concentrated, and once again recalled the scene when he possessed the little emperor and used the Explosive Technique with him.

Along with the soft chanting in his mouth, the mana in his body also began to flow along a predetermined path, flowing towards the tip of his raised index finger.

The next moment, a fist-sized flame ignited with a "sizzle" and floated on his fingertips.

The flames gathered in clusters, the heat was surging, the scorching heat spread, and waves of air rose, blowing the hair on Yuan Ming's forehead slightly upward, and his face was illuminated red by the firelight.

Yuan Ming stabilized his mind and began to follow his previous guess, trying to activate the magic power and pour it into the formed fire ball.

At first, he did not dare to open and close too much, and strictly controlled the magic power to flow into his fingertips like a trickle.

The fireball, which was originally the size of a walnut, spit out a tongue of fire the moment the mana came in, and then returned to calm, but the size of the fireball began to slowly increase.

After feeling that there was nothing wrong, Yuan Ming began to enter the mana with confidence.

Streams of mana surged out from the Dantian and continued to gather into the fireball. The slowly growing fireball suddenly began to grow rapidly, and soon became as big as a baby's head.

The color of the flame also changed from red to bright yellow. The scorching temperature had already made Yuan Ming's face tighten, and a smell of anxiety filled the air.

But what was accompanied by this was the rapid loss of mana in Yuan Ming's body, almost to the point of losing control.

Just when Yuan Ming felt that his mana was unsustainable and was about to throw a fireball, the mana stored in his dantian had already been exhausted.

The tongues of fire on the huge fireball stopped spitting out, and the size stopped growing. It only lasted for a breath or two, then "bang" shattered, turned into countless sparks, and dissipated in the air.

Yuan Ming sat slumped on the ground, feeling as if his Dantian was empty and his energy had been drained.

He quickly took out a spiritual stone and held it in his hand. While sitting cross-legged and practicing, he absorbed the spiritual power in it to help himself recover quickly.

After this verification, Yuan Ming discovered that the mana reserve in his Dantian was not as good as that of the little emperor.

The latter can support the fireball until it grows to the size of an adult's head, but he cannot.

It can be said that it was Yuan Ming's accidental possession that helped the young emperor start his cultivation path, so their cultivation time should be about the same, but as a result, Yuan Ming fell far behind.

There are naturally differences in external conditions. After all, as the emperor of the Jin Dynasty, he should have no shortage of cultivation resources, but his cultivation qualifications are probably unique.

"This Explosion Technique seems to be able to maintain growth as long as it continues to use mana. At least with my mana, I cannot try to reach its limit for the time being." Yuan Ming thought.

It was not until late at night that Yuan Ming finally recovered his dantian magic power.

He couldn't wait to try again.

This time, he paid close attention to the changes in Dantian's mana, and did not exhaust his mana and let the fireball annihilate itself like last time.

Instead, at the moment before his mana was about to be exhausted, he used all his strength to smash it into the fire pit in front of him.

I saw a bright yellow fireball flying into the fire pit, and the moment it landed, there was a loud "boom".

A huge ball of flame exploded from the fire pit. Countless fireballs were wrapped in soil and gravel and splashed, forming a flame overflow circle about ten feet in diameter.

"It's too big!" A thought suddenly flashed through Yuan Ming's mind.

The blazing temperature mixed with the airwaves and gravel swept away in all directions with an extremely powerful impact.