Yin Bing still only lost about one-tenth of his spiritual power before he stopped, and he said, "Are these enough for the time being?"

Wei Fan Tieqing's face didn't speak, but the long-bearded monk nodded vigorously and said, "It's enough, I think it's enough, but if there is anything that is not enough, as long as the elders are still here, this is safe!"

Yin Bing waved his hand, "Don't call me a senior, I'm really not a senior! I don't know how to use it except for exporting spiritual power!Ah, that's right! Senior Brother Wei, do you have a more advanced spell book in your hand, I want to learn it!"

Wei Fan raised his eyebrows, and seemed to have thought of some good idea, "Yes, of course there is, but young people can't be greedy, don't you understand the truth that greed can't chew too much? The foundation must be laid well, you know? You said that your basic spells will be, then we have a trick, let me see how you make it?"

Yin Bing immediately understood Wei Fan's little abacus, he wanted to embarrass himself to prove that he was a real genius.

Yin Bing made a little embarrassed, "That's not good, Senior Brother Wei, you have been in the mountain gate for a long time, you must have learned a lot from the master, I haven't visited the master yet, I just read a book, I think the basic spell is quite simple, and I haven't fought with anyone yet!"

Instead, Wei Fan began to persuade him step by step, "You learn this kind of combat spell to use when you fight against people, besides, what's the use of just reading a book, you will eventually feel shallow on paper, and you must do it without knowing it! If you don't actually practice it, you will be no different from you!"

Yin Bing was smiling in his heart, but he still pretended to be very nervous, "Then, then please ask Senior Brother for more guidance, you must be merciful!"

Wei Fan nodded again and again, "That's right, I won't be ruthless, let's stop at it!"

Wei Fan took the lead out of the house and came to the empty field outside the house. The bearded monk saw that Yin Bing, who he thought was a master, was going to compete with others, and he didn't want to let go of this opportunity to learn and admire, so he also followed Yin Bing out.

The other room of immortal cultivators felt that the spiritual power they had lost into the shield for a few days and nights was not as good as the loss of Yin Bing's casual hand, so they didn't just miss themselves for a while, and they all came out.

Yin Bing stood still, waiting for Wei Fan to make the first move, Wei Fan said: "You are a junior brother, you make a move first! Use as much as you can from the book!"

Yin Bing said: "Then I'll come first, I'll use the first spell in the second chapter, the small fireball technique!"

Wei Fan once again decided that Yin Bing was really a white ding, and he even had to tell the other party about a move, and he was so stupid that no one was there! Probably his talent was more spiritual power, but unfortunately he couldn't use it.

The more Wei Fan thought about it, the more proud he became, and he said: "You can use it, you don't have to tell me next time you make a move, I can see it myself!"

Yin Bing casually released a small fireball the size of an orange, and it floated slowly towards Wei Fan.

Wei Fan said when he saw it: "Your little fireball is too small, so small, it can't be powerful!" he said as he pinched his handprint, and a flame flew out of his hand to form a small bird. Although this bird is made of flames, every feather on its body is delicate, and the bird's eyes can still blink, and it is as vivid as a real bird.

A group of immortal cultivators immediately shouted, this firebird was very skillful, indicating that Wei Fan's control of his spiritual power had reached a realm of magic and supernatural workmanship.

As soon as the firebird flew out, it immediately pounced on Yin Bing's fireball like an arrow, and when the two collided together, there was a loud bang, and the sky was like a huge firework, and the red light scattered in all directions, illuminating half of Dusk Cloud City.

At the same time, a wave of heat hit the place where the two collided, causing the onlookers to retreat more than a dozen steps backwards.

The Immortal Cultivators immediately applauded and shouted! Most of them thought it was caused by Wei Fan's Firebird's energy exploding. But Wei Fan knew that if his firebird was really more powerful than the other party, it shouldn't be such a result at all.

The bearded monk stroked his beard and looked at the two of them with some confusion.

Yin Bing began to carefully observe Wei Fan's every move from the knot of his handprint, and soon Yin Bing figured out the doorway, this bird was not shaped by himself with spiritual power, but relied on that knot. It's like having a mold, he puts his spiritual power into the mold, and a firebird comes out with a button.

Of course, it does not mean that whoever makes a mudra can make a firebird, but it is necessary to have the urging of spiritual power and the deployment of spiritual power.

Wei Fan sneered, and didn't give any explanation for the offensive and defensive battle just now. "Come again!"

Wei Fan sealed again, and this time what flew out of his hand was a Flame Tiger, the Flame Tiger had two wings, and as soon as it was formed, it rushed towards Yin Bing.

Yin Bing unhurriedly sent out another orange, oh no, an orange-sized fireball, and the flame tiger opened its big mouth and bit down on the fireball. But the small fireball was so nimble that it passed by its mouth and flew out.

The Flame Tiger jumped up and pounced forward again, this time the small fireball suddenly accelerated, from the original slow to swift as the wind, only to see it slam on the tiger's head, and then it seemed to bounce up again, and smashed into the neck of the Flame Tiger, and then on the body and all the way to the tail.

Then there was a bang, and another canopy of fireworks burst into the night sky, but this time it was not as grand as the last fireworks, and when the fireworks dispersed, I found that a fireball the size of an orange was still in the sky, looking so unscrupulous and arrogant.

Of course, Wei Fan would not give up easily, he immediately released the fire bear again, which was turned into fireworks by Yin Bing's small fireball. The fire lion, fire phoenix, and fire unicorn that were released one after another did not survive the five consecutive hits of the small fireball, and all of them were released into fireworks to pay their respects to the whole city in advance.

Wei Fan's face was already purple, but he didn't expect Yin Bing to use the most basic small fireball technique to defeat all his high-level spells, where is this sparring, this is ** naked slap in the face.

Just when Wei Fan was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, Yin Bing pretended to be timid and said, "Senior brother, are my basic skills qualified?

Wei Fan's mouthful of old blood finally couldn't hold it back, and spit it out.

Of course, Yin Bing didn't want to let Wei Fan go like this, he said: "Senior Brother Wei, I just saw the handprint you made when you made that firebird, I also memorized some of it, I also practiced my hands, you give me a check!"

Yin Bing figured out the principle when he watched Wei Fan's operation before, and now he recalled the sealing technique he saw at that time, and drew a seal on the gourd ground in the same way, and then raised his hand.

"Flutter Leng!" flew out of Yin Bing's hand a firebird, the whole body was fiery red, and it was delicate, just one more bird leg. As soon as the firebird flew out, it also rushed towards Wei Fan at an extremely fast speed.