The moment he landed, Mo Jiaer began to treat and alleviate the arm injury, and after ten minutes, he basically bonded the crack in the bone and did not affect his normal activities, but if he wanted to heal, it would take at least half a month to rely on this secret book alone.

Feeling that about one-sixth of the soul power was consumed in the Divine Court, he shook his head helplessly, and then he took out the giant sword and put it in his hand, the fire system battle qi was in the riot and rushed out of the fulcrum, the giant sword gradually turned red, and his breath gradually increased, at this time, a voice came from the broken wall:

"Wait, we're even, I'll do it again!"

Mogar was stunned, the golden ant slowly shrunk and fell from the wall, he withdrew his giant sword and quickly crouched down, Nikelus slipped above him, a man and a beast stared at the golden ant on the ground with a thumb, he said incredulously:

"Can you speak? and in the Terran language?"

"What's all the fuss, there are more people who know your Terran language. ”

"The point is, you can speak!!, and what does it mean to 'flat'? I don't know you, do I?"

"Nonsense, I'm not one of those inferior races, I'm the ruler of the ant race: the royal family is pure-blooded, and the bloodline is higher than the emperors of your Terran empires..."

Mo Jiaer directly interrupted: "Pure-blooded Yuan Killer has perished into history 10,000 years ago, and now the ruler of the ant clan is the 'Black Emperor' clan. ”

"Uh... Well, if you want to say that our clan is extinct, it's okay, after all, there are only two pure-blooded killers left in the entire continent, me and my father... Wait, is this the time to talk about this?"

Mo Jiaer nodded and said, "Also, let's talk about it, where did I provoke you?"

"You're really not impressed?"

The golden ant turned into a golden light and shot into the living room, appearing on the couch before his voice slowly dissipated.

Nickles slipped onto Mogar's shoulder, and he slowly turned and walked into the living room, where he sat down across from the golden ant, waiting for him to continue talking.

"Seven years ago, I was lying on a leaf and drifting in the wind, and then the wind blew the leaf off and fell on a human nose, and I woke up from my sleep, and before I could stand still, I was bounced off by a finger.

Five years ago, I came to a small village, about to climb on the canopy of a tree to enjoy the shade, I didn't catch it, fell from the canopy, just landed on an open book, a little boy looked at it curiously twice and closed the book fiercely, I was directly stunned, and then was swept away by a gust of wind.

A few days ago, I followed an Orlov to this courtyard, and I stayed here for a good time, just now, I got into the crack in the stone, and I was dragged into the water by this goods, and I went straight to the shelf, and suddenly I noticed the Terran aura that 'offended' me twice, and... Hey, we're even, goodbye. ”

Mo Jiaer thought for a moment, and after the golden ant said this, he remembered that he had indeed encountered the golden ant twice, but he would never associate these two encounters with the same ant.

The first time was when he was five years old, lying on the roof of his castle watching the sunset, when a golden ant landed on his nose, and he stared at the ant, and as soon as it turned over, it bounced off with one finger.

The second time was in the village of Meicente, when he was sitting on the purple heart sumu platform and watching "A Brief History of the Aixia Continent", an ant landed on the page, he found that it was golden, so he looked at it twice, 'snapped' the book, and then spread it out to blow the 'corpse' away.

I didn't expect to meet the golden ant again today, it was still the same one, and I saw that the golden ant had crawled to the door, although the golden ant broke his arm bone, but after all, it was the golden ant he inadvertently hit first, so Mo Jiaer thought about it and said:

"Since you're wandering around, and we've met three times, it's fate, why don't you stay with me first, and then leave when you're tired of it?"

If he is not mistaken, this golden ant also has a minimum of level 6 combat power, or even higher, and has such a strong free fighter, don't be in vain.

Sure enough, the golden ant was also a little moved, turned back to the sofa, and introduced himself:

"In your Terran language, my name is Cizawa Vader Yadonis, and I will ask for more advice in the future. ”

Mogar nodded, grinned, pointed at himself, and then to his shoulder, and said:

"Mogar, Niklos, and the Orlov you're following are also my friends, called the Evil Spirit. ”

One person and one beast reached a consensus, and Mojar didn't bother to pay attention to Nishizawa anymore, went back to his room and quickly treated his arm with special medicine, and thought about how to increase the speed of fusion again, but it was Niklos who slipped off his shoulder and slipped to Nishizawa's side, its four tentacles kept touching Nicolus's head, and I didn't know if the two beasts could understand each other's meaning, in short, Mojael felt that it would definitely not be good for these two to get together.

...

Two days later, Mojael appeared in the fourth and fifth grade classes, and since Griffitz didn't teach, he really couldn't think of it, so he had to go to the tutor at Kenston College.

As soon as he entered the fourth-grade wind teaching room, there were more than a dozen strange eyes staring at him in an instant, only to blame that his battle with Edith some time ago was too dazzling, he unnaturally shook the corners of his eyes, pretended to be calm, found a place to sit in the corner of the window, and at a casual glance, he found three relatively familiar figures, Temples, Yarman and the big man Alex.

After a while, the middle-aged mentor wearing a dark cyan magic robe turned into a green wind, and the eight magic wands on his chest were extremely dazzling, he looked up in several directions, and said hoarsely:

"Before the start of the class, I would like to give a few kind-hearted reminders to you students who have reached the late stage of the fourth level, first: don't try to change the vibration law of the soul power when breaking through, forcibly changing it will only cause chaos within the fusion soul power, scatter each to form a separate soul force, resulting in the sudden disappearance of the shock force, and the breakthrough will fail.

Second: Don't rush to repair the cracks in the Divine Court, and wait until the space is the most unstable before sending in the elements. Third: Not a single drop of soul power can be consumed, otherwise future achievements will be limited.

Especially you, Wilson, have failed to break through three times, and if you fail again, I will apply to the academy to forcibly separate your soul power and let you 'start all over again'.

And Alex, this year is your deadline, and if you don't break through, you'll be in trouble. That's it, today we start the explanation of the new level 4 magic 'Wind Shine Cross Sword'. ”

With the explanation of the eighth-level tutor, he realized that he was in the academy, and learning from the tutor was the most important thing, although he did not talk about the content of the fusion book, but after the tutor's analysis of the 'Fengyao Cross Sword', Mo Jiaer's control over this magic improved again, and he subconsciously felt that the release speed and power were enhanced.

When the class was over, Mo Jiaer came to the teaching desk and asked about the information about the fusion book alone, and the tutor looked up at him after listening to it, and said slowly:

"Fusion book, come back in six days, there are still two lessons to be taught. ”

After speaking, he ignored Mo Jiaer and disappeared into a gust of green wind, he shook his head helplessly, and could only return to the other courtyard to 'scorch' and wait, while at the same time fusing his soul power with all his might.

Six days passed in a flash, and Mo Jiaer came to the wind magic teaching room again, although the tutor was also talking about the popular 'fusion book', but the details of creation were very clear, how to use their own characteristics to create the most beneficial fusion steps.

He stayed in three classes in a row, and then discussed with the tutor, before he had a general outline of the fusion method, but he always felt that there was something shortcoming, or that there was a lack of higher-level models, and he pinned his last hope on the countless ancient books on the third layer of the forbidden land.