The high flute stopped abruptly, and the murderous intent in An Ziqi's chest also disappeared, suddenly waking up.

Mu Qingfeng watched her slowly and said, "There are many ways to attack the mental power. Not only can you attack the opponent's spiritual power invisibly, but it can also be transformed into a substantial form to attack all objects.

It can even be transformed into a substantive attack while spreading spiritual tentacles on the substantive spiritual weapon, carrying out a double attack.

However, these can only be controlled after the mental power reaches a certain level.

Using mental power to control people and let the controlled person do anything by himself is just the most basic control skill for mental power practitioners.

Ye Heruoqiu is the soul occupying your mother's body, you have to deal with her..."

Mu Qingfeng gave her a detailed breakdown of the current situation of Ye Minzhi and Ye Heruoqiu, and the way she needed to deal with it.

The application of mental power and the method of control are naturally the best in physical demonstration and the fastest speed.

Mu Qingfeng has practiced for many years, is proficient in application and control methods, An Ziqi is talented, and has fast learning ability.

It only took a short morning to fully master the basic mental power control methods.

Mu Qingfeng took out a more advanced spiritual control method and demonstrated to her in detail.

Although she hasn't been able to learn to control it yet, when she goes out and her mental power level is higher, she can naturally use it.

Nearly half of the three days have passed, An Ziqi is seizing the time and earnestly asking Mu Qingfeng for advice.

"An Ziqi, you have already killed Brother Qingfeng like this, and you asked him to teach you to practice mental power. Are you trying to kill him?"

Suddenly, Xiusiyu's angry reprimand came from the door.

An Ziqi turned her head and saw Xiusi's voice coming in aggressively from the door.

Unable to frown, he said inexplicably, "What did I do? Where did I harm Mr. Mu?"

"It's you who put..."

"Siyu." Mu Qingfeng interrupted her sharply, "If you want to be free, go and help Aunt Liu take care of Xiaohu."

"Brother Qingfeng, what does the life and death of her and her family have to do with you? What does it have to do with us.

What has become of you yourself, why bother to spend mental energy to teach her this. "

Xiu Siyu gritted his teeth, grieved and dissatisfied.

An Ziqi was even more puzzled. It has only been more than a month since she left last time.

What happened in the middle?

Why did Xiu Siyu suddenly treat her like this?

Why did you keep saying that she harmed Mu Qingfeng?

After thinking for a while, stepped forward and said to Xiu Siyu, "Siyu, if I did something wrong, tell me, I can change it.

but……"

"Correct? How to correct? If all the mistakes made can be corrected, who can give them a chance to resurrect those who died unjustly?"

Xiusiyu yelled at her.

An Ziqi was even more puzzled, and was about to speak again.

A villager rushed in from outside the door suddenly, "Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu, something happened while Old Li at the east end of the village was working in the fields in the south!"

The expressions of Mu Qingfeng and Xiu Siyu all changed in an instant.

"Didn't you tell me not to go to the mountain side?" Xiu Siyu said anxiously.

The villager didn't know how to explain, so he turned his head and lowered Mu Qingfeng and said, "Mr. Mu, go and save him."