Whew, do you want to take the magic out of your body? Try.

Before Demon Yun was in the academy, although she said that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't cultivate her magic power, but every class the teacher took, she would listen to it very seriously, four years were like a day, so although she had just started to cultivate, she had a lot of theoretical knowledge at all.

To export the phantom power from the body, it is necessary to establish the communication between the human spirit and the phantom power, so as to control the phantom power.

Does the spirit communicate with the magic force?

The human spirit controls the whole person's mind, and of course, it can also control the magic power. It's just that if you communicate, how do you communicate?

The demon cloud calmed down, hugged the yuan and returned to one, and his mind was all on the phantom power flowing in the veins.

Time passed bit by bit, and the phantom power in the demon cloud's body accumulated more and more, and the demon cloud's understanding of the phantom power became deeper and deeper, which seemed to be able to feel everything about the phantom power in the body, including the operation, including emotions.

The phantom power in his body seems to be ethereal, but it is real, it seems to be cold as ice, but it makes people feel very kind. It's a strange feeling, but it's very comforting.

It's great to feel like you're one with your surroundings and feel their joys and sorrows!

Illusion, is this my magic, is this how I feel about them? Or does everyone feel differently about their phantom powers? What does it have to do with each person's own attributes?

Demon Yun remembered that when he first entered the academy, he was very popular with the academy, because the direct line of the Feng family was indeed a group of people who cultivated relatively fast in the Windy City, and in everyone's eyes, the people of the Feng family had already lived enough geniuses, so the school naturally thought that this Miss Seven was no exception, so, judging from the initial counseling, every teacher was doing their best and doing their best to teach.

Before, Youyun asked other teachers how they felt about the magic power, and the teacher said that it was hot, like a raging fire. Of course, that teacher's attribute is fire.

But what about yourself? I feel weird! But the only thing that is certain is that his magic attribute must not be the same fire attribute as that teacher.

Demon Yun couldn't think of a reason for himself, so he gave up decisively and started the next step, gravitational power out of his body.

Immerse your mind and mind into the illusion and guide them with your own spirit. Those phantom powers were like obedient children, surging into the hands of the demon clouds along the meridians, forming a smooth ball of phantom power.

That's great! It worked!

The magic power of the demon cloud is a little different from the magic power of others, generally speaking, the spirit disciple level, the magic power should be milky white, but the magic power of the demon cloud is milky white, with a hint of gold. The gold was mixed in the milky white magic power, as if it had endless power.

Looking at the magic power that was constantly circulating in his hand, a silly smile appeared on his face.

Four hours had passed since the demon cloud entered the room. From having no illusionary power in the body, to the current spiritual disciple Dzogchen. This kind of perverted cultivation speed, if others knew about it, they would definitely scold the pervert!

You must know that ordinary people, even those with a little talent, were able to absorb the magic power, to establish a link between the spirit and the magic power, and finally to export the magic power out of the body, it took at least half a year to complete.

What others completed in half a year was taken by Demon Cloud in four hours! What is this concept?

Talent is not very important for a person, but a person without talent is destined to do nothing for the rest of his life.

Demon Yun withdrew the phantom power in his hand, carefully put the scroll back into the space ring, sorted out his clothes that had become a little wrinkled due to cultivation, and walked out of the room, ready to tell his mother the good news.