"Didn't you want you to come back to me in three days? It's only been a few hours, and you want me to help you?"

"No, I've found the Divine Court you mentioned, a ball of light. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

The corners of Griffitz's mouth curled slightly, and he said mockingly: "Just you, looking at this embarrassment, it is estimated that you are about to collapse, and I didn't let you find the Divine Court at one time." If you want me to help you say it directly, there is nothing to be embarrassed about, many noble children spend a lot of money to let people help find the divine court, and their future achievements are not necessarily worse than those who find their own routes. ”

"I really found it, and voila. "Mojar controlled the concentration of a trace of pure wind-based liquid elements from the seven vortices into his mind, absorbed by the gray matter, constantly penetrating in a certain direction, and shrinking in size.

He noticed that the direction of the element's penetration was exactly the route he had figured out, and eventually the elemental passed through the gray matter, shrinking by a tenth of its size, but the purity increased again, and he controlled the trace of the element to crash into the ball of light.

The moment it was touched, it was as if the sound of eggshells shattering echoed in Mojiaer's mind, and the ball of light split into countless fragments and scattered, transforming into a huge space surrounded by gray matter.

Suddenly, the liquid element vibrated violently, and 'bang', turned into a huge cyan mist, suspended in this space.

In reality, Griffitz looked incredible, and in her induction, the elements that had gathered in Mogar's mind disappeared, and there was only one possibility: the elements had been absorbed into the Divine Court!

She grabbed Mo Jiaer and carried it in front of her, looked at her fiercely twice, and said, "Have you started cultivating since you were in the womb? What she didn't know was that Sparker had felt something similar, which could only mean that Old Trino had lost his money.

Mo Jiaer spread out his hands to show that he didn't know, then broke free from her hands, and asked at her with his white teeth exposed, "What's next?"

"Next, get off to bed! It's almost dawn. With that, he disappeared into the room.

Mo Jiaer shook his shoulders, he had just broken through to become a first-level magician, he didn't feel sleepy at all, he took a shower, sat back on the bed, concentrated his will, and after sensing the Divine Court, he didn't need to follow the path, directly through the 'fog', and entered the space inside, because as soon as he broke through just now, he was forcibly pulled out of the induction state by Griffiths, so he hadn't observed what the inside of the Divine Court looked like.

As soon as he entered the Divine Court, Mo Jia'er was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't sense the edge of the space at all, if the space of the fulcrum of his right hand was compared to a cup, the space of the Divine Court was like a wooden barrel dozens of times larger than the cup.

Suddenly, Mo Jiaer felt that his eyes were dark: a fulcrum is already big enough, so it will be gathered in this larger space, when will it be obtained! When he sensed a large thick cyan mist in the divine court, he breathed a sigh of relief: a trace of liquid elements turned into so many soul mist, it should not be too difficult to gather the entire space, and then Mo Jiaer knew that the promotion of the magician was not what he thought.

As his consciousness moved, it took a long time to sense the edge of the space in the divine court, and as his consciousness wandered, he turned back to the cyan mist, and his consciousness moved, and a cloud of mist separated, revolving around his consciousness.

He sensed the space again, and his consciousness withdrew from the Divine Court, gathering the self-refined elements in the vortex into the Divine Court, suspending the convergence of battle qi.

Feeling the battle qi in the fulcrum of his right hand, Mo Jiaer suddenly had a headache, "If it is changed to fire type battle qi or water system battle qi, then what should I do with this wind system battle qi? There are so many of them, it would be a pity to disperse!" Suddenly, an imprint appeared in front of him, and a thought appeared in his mind.

After the excitement passed, Mogar suddenly felt a little sleepy, so he calmed down and lay down and closed his eyes to sleep.

But as soon as his eyes were closed, the picture of a little girl covering her mouth and smiling flashed through his mind, Mo Jiaer frowned, shook his head, and suddenly another picture of a little girl flashed, he sat up suddenly, patted his head, closed his eyes, and the little girl appeared again, opened his eyes, and the picture of the little girl disappeared, closed his eyes again, and reappeared.

"Ahh

At six o'clock the next morning, Mogar woke up on time, and slept for only two hours, he propped up his weak body, washed up, looked at himself in the quaint mirror where the fog drifted by, and said to himself:

"It must be that I am too excited to become a first-class magician, I just happened to see her again during the day, if it were another girl, then I must have dreamed of another girl, yes, yes, it must be so!"

After his 'affirmative' explanation, Mo Jiaer was obviously in much better spirits, and after eating breakfast, he was ready to practice the most basic swordsmanship, and after these months of practice, he had memorized it by heart, and almost as soon as his thoughts moved, the sword moves followed.

Just about to take out the giant sword, Mo Jiaer had a strange impulse, wanting to take out the bow and arrow to see, and the impulse became more and more intense, at a certain moment, that feeling rushed directly to the divine court in the depths of his mind, and suddenly Mo Jiaer understood something, and his mind moved, the bow and arrow given by James appeared in his hand, and a wisp of soul power was forcibly pulled out of the divine court, uncontrolled, and forcibly absorbed by the bow and arrow.

"Boom" A huge message rushed into Mo Jiaer's mind, he suddenly felt that his head was about to explode, his eyes were dark, his body fell backwards, and at the moment before he passed out, he didn't forget to withdraw his bow and arrows, he didn't want to smash the third layer.

In fact, it was Mogar who was too worried, and the moment he fell, Griffitz appeared beside him, hugged his body, put him on the bed, covered him with a blanket before leaving, and muttered: "What is this head thinking? I like masochism so much! I must not let the two meet again! It's all the same, it's really not worry-free. ”

It wasn't until the next afternoon that Mogar woke up with his head covered, and as consciousness returned, his eyes gradually brightened, and he took out his bow and arrow, as if he had life after absorbing his soul power with the giant sword.

Stroking the silver longbow that was about as tall as him, he muttered, "'Tears of Kings', a magic weapon, unfortunately there is no additional magic, this function is really complicated!" As he awoke, the use of the longbow came to his mind. ”

He silently thanked James in his heart, licked his lips that were a little dry from excitement, and he took a deep breath: "Since the longbow has given such a big surprise, then this giant sword should not be far behind." ”

It's just that no matter how Mo Jiaer tosses, whether it is with soul power or battle qi, the giant sword is still dead and silent, in desperation, he has no choice but to give up, after breakfast, he found the unfinished book, and inadvertently sat down in the position where he met Xia Yi.

So an hour later, a little girl with a ponytail and a pale green dress sat opposite Mojiaer, and after a while, the two gradually chatted after a few helpless opening words.

In the evening, at the insistence of Chail, he visited the room where Mogar was 'imprisoned' and wanted to eat in his restaurant, so Mojael 'stained' and sat across from her.

Griffitz glanced at Xia Yi helplessly, put the extremely delicate food in front of Xia Yi, glanced at Mogar with disgust, threw half a slice of bread directly on his plate, and then sat beside him, staring at him.