Shen Yanxiao only had five days to learn enchantment, and in these five days, Liang Qiu used all the time to teach Shen Yanxiao.

Elder Yue and the others also had a tacit understanding and did not disturb Shen Yanxiao's study.

Shen Yanxiao had a certain misunderstanding about enchantment before, and she had learned that enchantment was based on the identity of a human being, and writing inscriptions would consume a lot of magic.

But now that she's an elf, it's a different story.

Humans write inscriptions by magic, while elves rely on the source of life.

The capacity of the Source of Life is much larger than that of mana, and the cost is much smaller.

Enchantment was invented by elves, and although humans can learn to use it, it is far less handy than elves.

The first thing Liang Qiu taught Shen Yanxiao was how to instill the power of the Source of Life into the inscription.

It's a kind of thought, controlling the source of life, pouring it into a quill, and writing down it with a magic potion.

The weight of the pen is related to the accuracy of the magic words, and this degree is not mastered by the strength of the hand, but by the input of the source of life.

The huge source of life is turned into a thin force, which is slowly soaked in the quill, light and shallow, and heavy and ink-dyed.

It's really a test of care and patience.

Anyway, on the first day of Shen Yanxiao, it took a whole day, and he couldn't successfully write down a single complete magic text.

It's a lot of magic potions.

Seeing that the magic potion that was hard to find in the Bright Continent was squandered by himself, Shen Yanxiao's heart was dripping blood.

Liang Qiu looked at Shen Yanxiao's expression of wanting to cry without tears, and was very puzzled.

"What's wrong? But tired? Why don't you take a break? Shen Yanxiao's diligent appearance made Liangqiu feel distressed, except for meal time, she sat at the desk one day, writing over and over again, and her wrists were stiff and did not relax.

Shen Yanxiao pursed his lips, looked at Liangqiu, and said bitterly: "Grandpa Liangqiu, I wasted a lot of magic potions. ”

When Liangqiu heard this, she laughed out loud.

"What should I be, isn't it just a magic potion? Waste is waste, and this is not a good thing, let alone you, even I have times when I fail to write, and waste is inevitable. Seeing her pitiful look, he thought something was wrong.

The little guy is distressed by the magic potion!

It's really childlike.

"This potion is very expensive." Shen Yanxiao looked at the scrolls stacked on the side that had been scrapped by her, and she really wanted to deduct all the ink on them.

Liangqiu smiled and said, "It's not expensive." ”

"Really? Don't lie to me......" Shen Yanxiao didn't believe that the price of a magic potion that he couldn't even see in the Bright Continent would be.

Liangqiu said: "Why are you lying to you? This potion doesn't cost money, just pick one of the fruits of the magic gold tree planted in our backyard. ”

"Huh?" Shen Yanxiao was a little dumbfounded.

Liang Qiu looked at Shen Yanxiao with a curious baby's appearance, so he patiently explained: "This magic potion is made by squeezing the juice of the fruit of the magic gold tree, and then mixing it with the sap of the magic gold tree, where does it cost money?" Don't worry, the magic gold tree is not a rare plant, you can find a large area of any forest, where does it cost money, at most it will waste some time, otherwise wouldn't the enchanter die of poverty? ”

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