After she finished speaking, she pointed to the book next to her, and the book floated, and she continued: "This is instantaneous magic, it can be said that all magic can be instantaneous, but it is too difficult, especially some high-level magic, because it is too complex and vast, so it is almost impossible to achieve instantaneous, and there is only one condition for making magic instantaneous: familiarity." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info is so familiar with this magic that it seems to be imprinted in his head, and he can do it with a single thought. ”

Seeing that Mo Jiaer was thoughtful, the female tutor smiled and said, "Thank you for the new student's question, back to the topic we just had, what questions do you have about 'Fengjiao'?"

Suddenly, a question sounded: "How to draw soul power?"

"How do you say the words in the middle of the spell?"

"How do you bring the wind elements together?"

.......

An hour later, the tutorial ended, and the students left, and Edith returned to the 'Cloud Smoke' courtyard in the deeper part of the Twilight Annex, saying something to Lao Ou beside her, and then Lao Ou quickly left.

Half an hour later, Lao Ou hurriedly came back and leaned over and said, "Mogar Zinle Caro, from a small village on the edge of Ferrer Town, Andrew's province in the Grant Empire, has lived in the Grant Empire for a period of time with his uncle who sells wood carvings, and has outstanding talent and no background. ”

Edith nodded, lost in thought...

"The next wind class will be three days away. After leaving the teaching room, Mo Jiaer was still thinking about what the female tutor had taught, handed over a silver coin, and sat on a money-making tool made by a senior student: a carriage pulled by a third-level demonic beast.

The speed was quite fast, and it didn't take long to arrive at the dormitory area, Mo Jiaer returned to his 'No. 10 Courtyard', the tables and chairs in the hall were covered with a layer of dust, and his little face was dark, and he returned to his room, fortunately, the room was sealed, so there was no dust, he tidied up a little, and lay on the bed thinking about the morning class.

The more he thought about it, the more itchy he became, he sat up with a "poof", recited the incantation, and attracted the soul power, staring at a vase on the table, after more than ten seconds he finished reciting the incantation, the vase did not move at all, he was not discouraged, and tried to recall the words of the female tutor and the teaching in the book.

The second time, failed, the third time, failed, the fourth time, the vase moved, and the fifth time, his soul power moved and spread with the spell on its own, and suddenly the wind elements converged towards the vase, and the vase shook and rose upward.

"Ha, I knew I could make it. ”

"Bang", as soon as Mo Jiaer was excited, the wind elements around the vase suddenly became chaotic, and the vase shook and smashed on the table.

Mo Jiaer calmed down, and once again released the levitation technique on the vase, this time making the vase float for 10 seconds, and after stopping with a sweat, he found that the higher the vase floated and the longer it lasted, the greater the consumption of soul power.

Under Mo Jia's release again and again, the afternoon passed quickly, and he became more and more proficient in the release of the levitation technique.

After a few more failures in the early stage, he was now able to release the levitation technique 100%, and he released the levitation technique almost after the spell was silently recited, "If the female tutor in the morning knew that I had learned a magic in a few hours, then she would probably drop her jaw." ”

Mo Jiaer was a little proud, and he was able to do this step in just a few hours, the key is that after three months of exploration, he is already extremely familiar with the flotation technique, and it should be said that it is a matter of course.

Looking at the twilight on the horizon, Mo Jiaer didn't care about hunger, took the medicine, caught the last airship, came to Tibet, and looked at the familiar figure along the window under the twilight, he smiled happily.

Then he went back to the front desk and grinded hard at Griffiths, asking her to teach herself the two magics of 'Tempest' and 'Wind Thorn'.

He couldn't resist Mogar, so he picked him up and appeared in the room on the third floor, and said to Mogar: "How many magic do you want to learn? Say it together, I'll only demonstrate it once, and how much you can learn depends on your own understanding." ”

Under Griffith's disgusted gaze, Mojar uttered fifteen first-level spells and two second-tier spells.

Half an hour later, Mogar finished his dinner with his head swollen, lay on the bed and kept combing the things Griffitz taught, gradually closed his eyes, and fell asleep like this.

At six o'clock the next morning, Mo Jiaer woke up, his eyes were blank, and after breakfast, he began to practice the giant sword.

After practicing the sword, he said hello to Griffiths and took the magic wheel back to the tenth courtyard, walked into the fitness room, and then stood straight, staring at the skylight, his mind full of images of Griffiths releasing his magic, and thinking of his state when he released the levitation technique.

It took a long time to blink his eyes, and he didn't even notice the appearance of Sakora on the wall of the opposite courtyard.

It wasn't until night fell, the gradually darkened room, that Mogar came back to his senses, he took the potion, settled the dinner at will, returned to the room, lay on the bed, put his hands on his head, stared at the moon outside the window, and kept imagining the release of seventeen kinds of magic in his mind, as if to imprint it in his mind, until the bell rang in the middle of the night, he fell asleep.

At six o'clock the next morning, Mogar got up on time, took the potion, and walked to the magic practice room underground without even eating breakfast, recalled his virtual picture, and then began to release the first-level magic 'Tempest', one failure, two failures... Half an hour later, a breeze came from the practice room, an hour later, the wind rose from the practice room, and two hours later, the constant whistling sound from downstairs could be faintly heard in the hall on the first floor.

Three hours later, Mogar sat down on the ground, gasping for breath, only then did he feel the hunger, and after breakfast, he returned to the practice room, resting while absorbing the wind elements into soul power to replenish the consumption of the two days.

After two hours, he rested again to refine the elements, just like returning to the Demon Beast Mountain Range, in the practice of magic and the transformation of rest, the day passed quickly.

The next day, the sound of "ding, dang" constantly sounded in the practice room, and in the afternoon there was a "hissing" sound, and in the evening...

Until noon on the seventh day, in the battered practice room, Mogar stood upright, silently reciting a spell in his heart, and a flower on the ground in front of him slowly floated in front of Mogar, and then a gust of wind carried the flower around Mogar.

The wind gradually disappeared, Mogar caught the falling flower, and a cyan sharp thorn slowly emerged, 'whew', stabbing directly at the flower path, 'click', and the flower path broke off in response.

Then a faint sound came out of nothingness, swirling around the flowers, the petals gradually trembled, and after a few seconds, the flowers burst open, and the petals flew all over the sky... When all fifteen of his spells were unleashed, the flowers had turned into pieces and scattered like snowflakes.

Mo Jiaer stood quietly looking at all this, smiled happily, slightly sensed the soul power in the divine court, and the smile stopped instantly, the soul power that was about to reach the edge of Mo Jiaer's sensing range, after seven days of continuous practice of magic, only a small half was left, "It only takes a few days to consume so much soul power, at this rate, there is no hope of advancement." ”

What he didn't know was that no one would practice magic like him, they were all slowly and gradually, while cultivating soul power, while being familiar with magic release, while the soul power increased, the success rate of magic release also increased, and those students with low soul index had to spend most of their time refining elements to form soul power.