Wen Qi frowned and pondered, "It is indeed possible, but this kind of thing will only happen in one situation, that is, you have a high talent." But Feng Ce was clearly awakened by the influence of the death curse, well... although his soul power after awakening is indeed higher than that of an ordinary heavenly master.

Well, let’s just assume that Feng Ce has a higher talent, otherwise there is no other explanation.

"I didn't expect it to start so smoothly." Wen Qi sighed, and then said seriously: "Then let's start the next step and make the soul power materialize."

Feng Ce nodded and suddenly asked, "Were you also so meticulous when you taught Fan Xiaoling?"

"Of course not." Wen Qi said as a matter of course: "She was born with the Yin-Yang Eyes, and the use of soul power is almost instinctive. Give her a book and she will learn it very well."

Feng Ce sighed, "It turns out that I am a poor student."

"Hmm..." Wen Qi groaned: "Maybe before, but definitely not now!"

Feng Ce smiled and said, "Tell me what to do."

Wen Qi stared at Feng Ce without saying anything, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she was thinking, but as she thought, her thoughts began to wander.

Unconsciously, Feng Ce's body was leaning very relaxed on the lazy sofa, with one hand supporting his head. He seemed to be nonchalant but was actually looking at her very attentively.

Wen Qi felt that uncomfortable feeling in his heart again.

Feng Ce's aura was too strong, and it seemed like he was looking down on her, which made her feel a little uncomfortable. But just as this feeling arose, Feng Ce suddenly moved, and the feeling of being looked at disappeared, as if it was her illusion.

Wen Qi blinked, pretending nothing had happened, and continued his interrupted train of thought, saying, "Imagine soul power as a stream of air, and then try to control this air, let it flow to where you want it to go, and finally break through the body and let it flow out of the body."

Feng Ce was silent for a moment, "It's a bit abstract, I'll give it a try."

Wen Qi nodded and looked at him seriously.

This is how the old man taught her when she first started, completely stream of consciousness, and he didn't care about her anymore after he taught her. She had to figure it all out on her own. It took her most of the day to control the energy, but she didn't succeed every time.

Feng Ce has great talent, so it shouldn't take too long, maybe three or two days...

"Is this soul power?"

Wen Qi then realized that she had been distracted again. She looked carefully and saw a thumb-sized flame-shaped soul power on the index finger of Feng Ce's right hand. The soul power was as black as ink and seemed to belong to an evil ghost at first glance, but it exuded a refreshing fragrance.

Wen Qi was shocked again and looked at Feng Ce suspiciously, "Did you awaken your memories from your past life? Were you a great celestial master in your past life?"

Otherwise, she really couldn't explain why Feng Ce learned so quickly. After all, there was no one in the world who was more talented than her.

Absolutely not! Feng Ce shook his head, "I don't have any extra memories, but I always feel a little familiar with the control of soul power."

Wen Qi understood instantly and sighed, "It should be the side effect of the Hungry Ghost Curse. The stimulation of the curse on the soul allows you to awaken your soul power and regain the feeling of controlling your soul power. But as for the memory, it is actually difficult to awaken it because you drank Mengpo soup."

Feng Ce asked with a half-smile: "If that's the case, was I a celestial master in my previous life?"

Wen Qi nodded, "It's almost certain." She turned her eyes and fell on the dark soul power on Feng Ce's fingertips. She said inexplicably, "It could also be an evil ghost."

Feng Ce paused and said nothing.

Feng Ce raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you being a little irresponsible?"

Wen Qi rolled her eyes, "I haven't complained that I don't feel fulfilled teaching you." But she didn't take a step forward, but turned to look at him, "Then try to see if you can close your Yin-Yang eyes."

"How?"

"Control your soul power and don't let it enter your eyes."

Feng Ce did as he was told, but after just three attempts he closed his Yin-Yang Eyes.

Wen Qi silently gave a thumbs up, turned around and left without any reluctance.

Feng Ce laughed and watched her leave. When Wen Qi disappeared at the door, the depth in his eyes suddenly faded away like a tide, and his eyes returned to their usual calm and indifferent state.

Feng Ce himself was completely unaware of his own changes. He just suddenly felt a little tired, probably because it was his first time using soul power and he was not used to it. He rubbed his brows, gave up the idea of ​​continuing to work, and went back to his room to sleep.

When passing by Wen Qi's room, Feng Ce paused, and suddenly remembered that they would be moving out after the New Year, and the bedroom in the apartment should be redecorated.

As New Year's Eve approaches, the atmosphere in the Feng family's old house becomes more and more lively. Wen Qi can clearly feel everyone's happiness, although she doesn't know what to be happy about, as she hasn't celebrated New Year's Eve for many years.

The last time we celebrated the Spring Festival was when the old man was alive, which was at least seven or eight years ago. The New Year's Eve for the old and the young is very simple. They put up Spring Festival couplets, make dumplings, set off firecrackers, watch the Spring Festival Gala, and count down with the hosts.

There was no one to visit, so naturally no one came to visit.

The Feng family is different. People have been coming to the house one after another since before the New Year, carrying expensive gifts. They sit in the living room of the Feng family very politely, ask about old man Feng's health, praise Feng Ce's excellence, and finally praise Feng Xiao's childlike heart. Then they drink tea and leave.

Oh, people who come to visit after the Little New Year will also praise Wen Qi as a very talented and powerful Heavenly Master, who is a perfect match made in heaven for Feng Ce.

Not to mention, Grandpa Feng and Wen Qi both loved listening to it, so they naturally smiled more towards people.

Seeing this, the visitors praised him even more enthusiastically.

On the twenty-ninth day of the lunar year, the Feng family finally calmed down and could start preparing the ingredients for New Year's Eve.

Boxes of cold chain food were delivered to his home, all airlifted from all over the country, which broadened Wen Qi's horizons.

Feng Xiao has been at home these past few days and has not gone out to have fun. The two of them were free so they bought a bunch of Spring Festival couplets, blessing characters and lantern pendants and pasted them inside and outside the house, having a great time.

Wen Qi suddenly realized that celebrating the Spring Festival was indeed fun if there were many people around.

On New Year's Eve, the entire Feng family began their annual holiday, and Feng Ce finally had time to stay at home.

In the morning, while setting off firecrackers in the yard, Wen Qi secretly asked Feng Ce, "What should we do about Feng Xingzhi and Feng Hua? If they don't come over during the New Year, will Grandpa suspect anything?"

Feng Ce said calmly: "I have already told grandpa."

Wen Qi was furious. "When did you say that? It's almost Chinese New Year, why are you telling grandpa this?" She had originally planned to find a suitable opportunity after Chinese New Year to tell him. Can you please consider the old man's feelings?