Under the impetus of Han Xiu's spiritual power, the little red flag slowly moved forward, moving slowly but firmly in the heavy sand and gravel. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Using spiritual power to change the state of a physical object is an incredible thing in itself, not to mention that the flag is planted in the sand, and the state has long been fixed, pushing it like Han Xiu like this, if you don't see it with your own eyes, you can't imagine it.

Is this the realm of an alchemist?

Wuxian turned his head to look at Han Xiu's delicate but contoured face, slightly distracted.

Han Xiu was young, he was already a fifth-grade alchemist, and the level of an alchemist was directly linked to his spiritual power, he could reach such a realm at his age, and he would definitely have great achievements in the future.

The little red flag moved more and more slowly, and finally stopped four feet away from the starting point.

Several beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Han Xiu's forehead, and his lips were even a little dry and white, and it seemed that he had exhausted all his strength.

"Eat this and go over there and rest for a while. The director of the Medicine Spirit Branch handed him a pill.

The turquoise pill is crystal clear, and the air has a little more elegant medicinal fragrance, which is refreshing.

"Thank you, Dean. The taste of mental evacuation is not something that ordinary people can experience, Han Xiu's face is indeed not very good, he took the medicine, thanked him, smiled weakly at Wuxian, and silently walked to the vacant seat on the side and sat down.

After sitting down, he spread out his palms and saw the elixir given to him by the dean, and a trace of shock crossed his eyes.

Wuxian didn't let go of the shock in his eyes, she could probably guess the effect of this pill.

The innate elixir that nourishes the gods and replenishes qi is rare on the market, and it is estimated that it is the private collection of the dean.

"It's your turn. The dean motioned for her to begin.

The second small red flag is still stationed in its place.

Without any extra movements, he gently closed his eyes.

Whew――

A gust of wind suddenly blew in the conference room, but it didn't blow anywhere, but only blew away the loose sand on the table, raising a small puff of dust.

Where does the wind come from?

The doors and windows are closed, and the breath is not smooth, how can the wind suddenly start?

Just when everyone was surprised, the second flag had already broken through the sand and moved forward at an unhurried pace, the flag was blown by the wind, waving from side to side, as if it was with the help of the wind.

The spiritual power of the Immortal can be converted into wind power?

I have never heard of anyone who can convert mental power into other powers.

Han Xiu and the two deans had a breathtaking expression on their faces.

……

Ningya Palace, the second floor of the inner hall.

Ye Yu, who was drinking tea and talking with several deans, seemed to sense something, raised his head plainly, and turned to the direction of the Yanling Branch, his eyes were deep and meaningful.

Is this her strength?

……

The spiritual power of Wu Wu turned into a strong wind, and the little red flag was like a flat boat floating on the water, drifting with the wind, even if it broke the sand all the way, it was like there was no obstacle to the clouds, and soon, it exceeded Han Xiu's distance of four feet.

No more, no less, exactly five feet from the starting point.

It's clear who wins and who loses.

Although Wuxian didn't sweat, her face was a little paler than before, and she also enjoyed Han Xiu's treatment and got an elixir, she put the medicine to her mouth and swallowed it, but she didn't really eat it, and secretly stayed while everyone was not paying attention.

"The results are already here, so we won't say more, do you still have any objections?"

Wu Xian shook his head with Han Xiu.

Han Xiu couldn't help but take a look at Wu Xian more.

It's just five feet, why does he always have the illusion that he doesn't do his best?