Wedge: When faced with something that has never been exposed to before, a good teacher will let people experience it first, and then guide them on the problem

Chisheng Hitomi was lying on the ground, and at this moment he knew that the use of consciousness that he was slightly proud of before was just a child pretending to be a family, and now he clearly felt the difference between the two. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 After taking a bottle of potion to restore his strength, it didn't take long for him to regain his vitality, and unlike the potion that restored consciousness, the potion of stamina was only for restoring his strength, just like eating, so it didn't matter how much he ate. The consciousness recovery potion is different, taking too much will affect the "liveness" of consciousness, that is, it will become dull, so the mystic sometimes would rather fail to refine than force the potion to raise consciousness refining, unless his life is at stake. Chisheng Hitomi also saw this in the essays sold by a mystic master after buying a lot of consciousness potions, and that essays were extremely useful, and they contained many details that were not found in the book that Uncle Tian gave them before. He walked to the front of the stage, the table was not very thin, the width was one arm, and the length was the length of the two arms raised. What made him feel most strange was that this blue platform was not as smooth as an ordinary platform, and there were many lines carved on it, which could be described as ravines and ravines. First of all, there is a concave cylindrical pit on the right side of the platform, there are fine spikes in the pit, which looks very sharp; there is a big turntable in the middle, which looks like it can be rotated, and the vertical and horizontal ravines divide the turntable into twelve parts, but it is not evenly divided, and these ravines are not straight lines; in the past, on the left side is a square mark, surrounded by strange lines.

There are four holes in front of the red pupil, and there are thin or thick, long or short small sticks inserted in the middle of the table above the turntable, densely packed, at least forty or fifty, and the red pupils are not counted. "Uncle Tian, this is what you said about the equipment for refining secret arts, how to use it", Chisheng Hitomi was a little confused in the face of this thing, but so far, his understanding of the secret art master was only two pieces of information and some of what Uncle Tian had seen and heard. "Well, ...... this", Uncle Tian groaned slightly, "You don't know either?", Chisheng Hitomi also thought of it, "Ahem, no way, I'm not a mystic, but there are two mystics here", Uncle Tian said, "Even so, I'm afraid the other party won't help easily", Chisheng Hitomi frowned slightly. After the last incident at the gate of the Domain City Exchange, he had a new understanding of the people on the Star Source Continent, "Then pay a little price, anyway, just learn a little common sense, at least you have to know the role of this thing", Uncle Tian naturally understood that there was no lunch for nothing. Chisheng Hitomi nodded and walked out of the attic, after going out, he chose the attic on the right and walked over directly, "Wait, you're going to knock on the door like this?", Uncle Tian stopped him, "Otherwise?", Chisheng Hitomi looked dazed. "What if the other party is refining the secret arts, and is awakened by your knock on the door and interrupts the refining. Don't preach to you when the time comes, it's light not to compensate you for the materials. If the precious secret art refining is interrupted, it will be strange if you don't chase you down from heaven to earth", Uncle Tian said angrily.

"Then what should I do, call him?", Chisheng Hitomi said, Uncle Tian looked up at the sky, his transparent face looked speechless, Chisheng Hitomi also reacted, wouldn't knocking on the door and shouting wake up others. He was also slightly embarrassed, "Uncle Tian, what should I do", Chisheng Hitomi asked. "You step forward slowly", Uncle Tian didn't say it directly, Chisheng Hitomi walked forward suspiciously, walked ten steps away from the door, and a ball of spiritual power wrapped him, "Uncle Tian, this is", Chisheng Hitomi raised his hand, he was wrapped in bubbles, but he couldn't touch anything when he reached out. "Every mystic master will arrange a certain formation around his refining secret arts, sometimes not only to seal the spirit, but also to prevent being interrupted", Uncle Tian explained, "And then, how to do it", Chisheng Hitomi said, "Raise the spiritual power to the palm of his hand", with Uncle Tian's command, Chisheng Hitomi slowly operated the spiritual power. When the spiritual power gathered into the palm of his hand, the special spiritual power that enveloped his whole body gradually became clear, and it looked like a faint dark green. At the same time as the spiritual power was clear, they converged around the palm of the hand, forming a palm print, "Hit this palm print against the door, a total of three palms", Uncle Tian said, Chisheng Hitomi did so, and the dark green palm print in his hand flew out with the wave of his hand, and then printed on the door. There was neither a sound nor a fluctuation, and the handprint disappeared silently, and then he threw out three more palms. The spiritual power around the body was all used up, "This is a unique way to visit the mystic, it is called the Three Seals Worship Spirit", as soon as Uncle Tian's voice fell, there was a creak, and the door slowly opened.

A man in his forties and fifties stood at the door, and he said with a calm face: "What's the matter", "This uncle, ...... boy", "Uncle?", Chisheng Hitomi didn't finish speaking, and the man frowned and looked displeased. "This uncle, the kid is new to the mystician, I have some questions to ask", Chisheng Hitomi asked respectfully again, "Don't say anything", the man directly raised his hand to stop Chisheng Hitomi, "What are your conditions, just say", Chisheng Hitomi also frowned slightly, he thought that the other party wanted the lion to open his mouth. "Don't want anything, whether you're a newcomer or what, I won't say anything, the mystic can do whatever you can, if you can't do it, pack up as soon as possible and find another way", after speaking, the man snapped and closed the door. "This, Uncle Tian, what's the situation", Chisheng Hitomi didn't understand, "I don't know, I'm afraid it's your uncle who caused the trouble, sure enough, the secret magician's temper is very weird", Uncle Tian said, "Okay, I can only hope that the other secret master can be normal", Chisheng Hitomi could only helplessly turn around and walk to the other side. After slamming the door in the same way, a beautiful woman about thirty years old walked out, "This Ah ...... , Uh, sister", Chisheng Hitomi wanted to call her aunt, but when she remembered the uncle just now, she immediately stopped and changed her words, this is the last secret magician, and she can't be offended by herself anymore. "Sister?", the beautiful woman's voice was very good, "...... , it won't be called wrong again", seeing that she was a little surprised, Chisheng Hitomi was silent for a while, and then muttered to himself.

"Giggles, is there anything wrong with this brother", the beautiful woman giggled and said, "Eh, the kid is a secret magician, there are a lot of things I don't understand, I hope my sister can teach me", Chisheng Hitomi breathed a sigh of relief, finally didn't offend her this time. "Okay, my brother is very promising, much better than someone", the beautiful woman said pointedly, "Wait for the boy in white, why do you call her sister and call me uncle", the man rushed out angrily, "Why is this, of course I am beautiful and beautiful, unlike someone who is not old and decrepit", the beautiful woman's words made satisfaction thunderous. "You're still called beautiful, you're forty years old, and you still want others to call you sister, you don't want to be old too", before Chisheng Hitomi could talk, the two started arguing with each other. "How good can you be? You are also forty people, you look like an old man, didn't you just become angry because of someone's uncle, in my opinion, it is not too much to call you grandfather", Man Xiao gave full play to his poisonous tongue, and the man had to grit his teeth fiercely, but he was helpless. "The two of you know each other?", Chisheng Hitomi finally found an opportunity to interject, "Ignore him, go brother, he won't teach you Sister Man to teach you", Man Xiao said and stepped forward and pulled Chisheng Hitomi to the house, "Who said I don't teach, boy, as long as you call this woman grandma, I will tell you everything you want to know", the man leaned against the door frame.

"You, Nanlin, you still have to be shameless, you just said that you can't say anything", Man Xiao scolded, "I don't care, boy, tell you, I'm a master-level secret magician, that woman is just proficient in the level, choose who to see your own", Nan Lin said without blushing. "I just want to know some basic things to get started, let's go, Sister Man", Chisheng Hitomi took the lead in walking into his attic, "Giggles, Nanlin, you miscalculated this time, you just wait here", Man Xiao followed with a smile, too happy. "Damn boy, I'm here to see what she can teach you when you're just getting started", Nanlin's face turned blue for a while and purple for a while, and finally followed. Walking to the front of the stage, Chisheng Hitomi asked: "Sister Man, tell me about this platform first", "This platform is called the magic table, and the turntable on it is a condensation plate, which is divided into twelve parts, that is, this magic platform can only refine the secret technique of twelve consciousnesses", Man Xiao said, "Hmph, it's useless to talk about it", Nan Lin leaned against the door and snorted coldly, "What, am I not right", Man Xiao walked up to him and asked, "What if it's right, it's useless is useless", Nan Lin looked directly at her and said. "Okay, then you come, the old lady wants to see what flowers you can say", Man Xiao frowned and said angrily, "Boy, see the four holes in front of you", Chisheng Tong looked at the four round holes and nodded.

"Put the fingers of your left hand except your thumb in", Nan Lin commanded without raising his head, and Hitomi Chisheng glanced at him, making sure that he had no intention of fixing himself, and then put his finger in. "Feel it slowly, boy", Nan Lin came to his right at some point, and threw some spirit grass into the groove on the right, and at the same time poured into the flow source of the half-groove. The moment Chisheng's fingers reached into the hole, his consciousness entered the blue platform, and he was clear about both the groove on the right side and the pattern of the turntable. After Nan Lin threw down the spirit grass, these spirit grasses touched the grooves and the delicate things like knives were all cut, and the magic was that the consciousness of the red pupil would actually attach to these fine thorns. Every part of the spirit grass that touched the thorns was like his consciousness touching, the spirit grass shuttled between the fine thorns, and was gradually cut into fine pieces, and the consciousness of the red pupil attached to the tip of the thorn instantly captured the spirit pregnancy in the fragments of the spirit grass. These thorns seemed to understand his thoughts, and he consciously wanted to wrap this spiritual pregnancy, and the spikes absorbed a part of the flow source and spiritual pregnancy together, as if it was wrapped in his own consciousness. It didn't take long for all the spirit grasses' spiritual gestation to be decomposed, and there was only one-tenth of the flow source left in the groove, and his consciousness was all over every corner of the operation table, including the channel patterns inside the operation table. Therefore, these spiritual pregnancies flowed in the internal passage, and the process of finally reaching the central condensation disc was clear to him.

At this moment, there are five kinds of spirit pregnancies in the five areas of the condensation disk, "Then the paralysis and dullness are fused", Chisheng Hitomi thought in his consciousness, the condensation disk began to rotate, and the two spirit pregnancies of paralysis and dullness flew into the air from the area containing them. The spiritual power brought by the rotation of the condensation disk swirled the spirit pregnancy in the air, and then the two spirit pregnancy gradually approached, because the effect of the two spirit pregnancy was similar, so there was no rejection of the fusion together. "Next is the scorching spirit pregnancy", he thought as another spirit pregnancy flew out, and as this scorching effect spirit pregnancy approached, the original paste of the fusion spirit pregnancy began to dry out, and the source of the flow in it evaporated little by little. "It's not good, add some flow source", a clear stream flew out of the condensation plate, this flow continued to integrate, although the fusion spirit pregnancy was not dried, and the spirit pregnancy with the burning effect was also fused, but it seemed that because there were too many flow sources, there was no burning heat in the black and red milky liquid of this pattern. Chisheng Hitomi could clearly feel the existence of the scorching effect of the spirit pregnancy, but it just had no effect, and then he merged into two spirit pregnancy, and finally suspended in front of him The so-called "magic tablet" that was condensed was just a mass of dry and hard matter like black charcoal, and there was the appearance of a little tablet.

The first Technique Tablet Condensation Monument ended in a cloud of dark matter.

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