Xu Le usually calls him Mr. Gan. Although it is also an honorific title, there is still a certain distance between him and him.

The title "teacher" is undoubtedly much closer to me.

Gan is on the same level as Xu Le, although he has more knowledge, secrets, and experience than Xu Le.

But after all, they were on the same level. Hearing Xu Le call him teacher, Gan Yujian softened more or less, and he laughed:

"Hahaha, I can't be your teacher, as long as you have the heart."

"It should."

It’s all nonsense about having a weak foundation and biting off more than one can chew.

It is the hard truth to have many skills but not to overwhelm yourself.

Gan nodded, and then he began to suppress his smile.

I took a rare few deep breaths and adjusted myself to a relatively calm state.

"Xu Le, I know you will be very excited after hearing that you can learn new secrets.

But I hope you can stay as calm as possible from now on.

The spiritual scarecrow technique has a lot to do with everyone's anima."

"Is that so? I understand."

It’s hard to say what other abilities are, but when it comes to adjusting emotions, Xu Le feels that he can boast in a low-key manner, and he’s probably among the top three in the world.

When the ethereal state is turned on, all emotions are instantly extracted by the tree of soul.

Xu Le's eyes emitted a flash of blue, but it quickly disappeared again.

At this point, his anima has completely returned to zero, and there is no longer any emotional fluctuation.

Gan looked at Xu Le. Even though he had been immersed in the study of anima for many years, he couldn't help but marvel at Xu Le's ability to quickly adjust.

“It’s amazing the ability to adjust yourself.

Xu Le, if you can maintain this stability in the face of weirdness.

Then your future will be immeasurable."

Xu Le did not hear what was hidden in this sentence. He was slightly expecting:

"Let's get started, Teacher Gan."

"Well, there is a certain difference between the spiritual scarecrow technique and the psychic summoning.

Although they all rely on external power to help themselves, psychic summoning is the power of summoning shikigami.

The Scarecrow of Spirits relies on the power of the Warlock himself.

To put it simply, it is to send spirits."

"Sending a spirit?"

"That's right, the meaning of spiritual placement is to place one's own spiritual energy on other things.

The original intention of the spiritual scarecrow is to use the spirit to control the special scarecrow made by the warlock."

"Why choose the scarecrow?"

"Because it is relatively simple and can meet the needs of warlocks."

"Simple?"

"Xule, does your hometown have rice fields?"

"Um, yes."

"If there are rice fields, you should know that most of them will be filled with scarecrows.

That can act as a deterrent, but is very crude and simple.

The Scarecrow of the Spirit has the same meaning."

"Is this so..."

Xu Le tried to understand, and then he saw Gan cut his finger.

"Spell-maker-odd-formation, psychic summoning formation, scarecrow."

There was a burst of white smoke, and a simple scarecrow wearing blue rags appeared in front of Xu Le.

"Is this the Scarecrow of Spirits?"

"Of course not, this is just an ordinary scarecrow that I stored in the psychic space.

In order for it to become a spiritual scarecrow, it must complete the process of sending the spirit.

Xu Le, take a good look at it."

"Well, I'm watching."

"Secret method: the one who practices - sends the spirit."

A wave of psychic energy appeared on Gan's body.

With the blessing of Gu Yinduo's vision, Xu Le clearly saw that Gan's spiritual energy was red.

He is also very aware that his psychic energy is blue.

So he kept silent and pretended not to know.

However, Xu Le has a clear perception of Gan's spiritual energy fluctuations. Although it is powerful, it is not strong enough.

At least not as powerful as him.

The cursed seal with spiritual light gradually fell on the scarecrow's body, and the eyes on the scarecrow's face, which were randomly decorated with two buttons, emitted a burst of red light.

A feeling of danger appeared in Xu Le's heart, causing him to take a step back subconsciously.

"Do you feel it?"

"Well, it feels very dangerous."

"It is indeed dangerous. The stability of the Spiritual Scarecrow depends on the stability of the Warlock himself.

If the warlock's body cannot maintain enough mental stability, then your spiritual scarecrow will go crazy or even become deformed.

Therefore, when controlling the spiritual scarecrow, you must keep your mental energy stable, do you understand?"

"Understood."

The shriveled and crude-looking straw man that Xu Le looked at from a distance had no change from when it was first summoned, except for the psychic fluctuations just now.

It was really hard for him to imagine that such a fragile-looking thing could help him fight.

"Does this thing feel fragile?"

"um, yes."

Xu Le answered honestly and nodded with some memories in his eyes.

"Yeah, it looks extremely weak. It's just an ordinary straw man. How can it help people fight?

I thought the same thing when I saw it for the first time.”

Then, Gan hooked his fingers, and the straw man started to move.

Its joints and fingers made of straw gripped the iron chair in the office.

Squeak!

A heartbreaking sound came from the iron chair, and the round iron handle had been crushed into a flat shape by the straw man.

Then, a rusty iron sword fell from the straw man's sleeve.

Clang!

A flash of sword light flashed, and the iron chair was cut in half flush and retired honorably.

"Awesome!" Xu Le was a little surprised.

The frail straw man in front of me seems to have the strength of a warrior.

"Don't be too surprised, because this is the power of the warlock."

Gan rarely showed such a proud look, but when Xu Le saw him like this, he thought of his previous divination, the Black Card - Puppet.

"Am I wrong in my calculation?" Xu Le was a little curious.

…

In Xu Le's dormitory, Wang Man, who had another fight with Ding Ke, was sitting at the desk.

Although she can't beat Ding Ke, she has found a way to deal with Ding Ke.

After all, it's just a cat, and a small sausage from the shop downstairs can solve the problem.

But at this moment, Wang Man looked at the piece of paper he had just picked up under the bed, and his expression gradually became strange.

[About the matter that my master brought back a wild woman...]
To be continued...