The Wendou Continent is extremely vast, and there are always some fighting skills of predecessors, which were lost and lost for various reasons, and were finally obtained by lucky people, and now Xiaobao bought this piece of black iron, perhaps it was left by a predecessor...

The white-bearded old man flipped through the iron piece, and after a while, he suddenly smiled and said: "Great Wind Song: Second-level mid-grade fighting skills, well, not bad, not bad." ”

"Second-level mid-grade fighting skills?" Xiaobao's face was slightly happy, he didn't expect that this casually bought stall would even hide a second-level middle-grade fighting skill, you know, even in his own family, the most profound fighting skill is only a third-level fighting skill, and only the patriarch and a few elders are qualified to learn.

"Gale Song: Wind attribute fighting skill, cultivated to the fullest, can summon a powerful hurricane, which will sweep enemies within a hundred meters in front of you into a storm and cause a stun effect."

"Can summon a storm? Can also inflict a stun effect? Xiaobao was slightly stunned, couldn't help swallowing his saliva, and asked with some surprise: "This... That's awesome, isn't it? If you can throw enemies into the air and cause a stun effect, wouldn't it make them completely fall into a situation where they are passively beaten? ”

For Xiaobao, who liked the game League of Legends very much in his previous life, this big wind song is definitely a super domineering control skill.

"Of course, this kind of thing can only deal with opponents who are lower than you or the same level as you, and if you encounter someone who is stronger than you, or who has high wind attribute resistance, it will be in vain." The white-bearded old man casually threw the piece of iron to Xiaobao and said lightly.

Look at the indifferent appearance of the white-bearded old man. Xiaobao blinked strangely, until now, Xiaobao didn't know what his teacher's identity was?

But judging from the teacher's speech and demeanor. Looks like it's supposed to be a very powerful character.

"Little Baozi, don't look at it, you listen to me right, I think that your teacher and I were also the chief auxiliary minister of the Star Empire, who has assisted three generations of emperors, and is also the chief pavilion elder of the Wenyuan Pavilion of the Star Empire, for this kind of gadget. I've seen so much more than you. As soon as the white-bearded old man said this, Xiaobao only felt that his heart was violently shaken and shaken.

The Chief Auxiliary Minister of the Starr Empire? He has assisted three generations of emperors, and he is also the chief cabinet elder of the Imperial Wenyuan Pavilion. These three identities, no matter which one they throw out, are enough to crush people to death.

Looking at Xiaobao's surprised appearance, Ge Lao seemed to feel that he had said too much. He laughed dryly. "Okay, that's all in the past, now let's think about how to improve the power of your writing, with the power of your writing that is less than three paragraphs now, let alone summoning a storm, I'm afraid it's difficult to summon a fart!"

Ge Lao shook his head and pouted and smiled.

It's hard to say, but. Xiaobao is already very content, and can have a fighting skill with control. It doesn't matter if it's a low level, as long as you can improve your strength in the future, this control skill will definitely be useful.

Xiaobao hugged the black iron piece, like a treasure, and laughed alone.

"Look at your little bit of talent, a second-level mid-grade fighting skill will make you beautiful like this? It's a shame..."Shaking his head helplessly, Ge Lao grabbed the magic crystal nucleus on the table and instructed Xiaobao: "Go get a jar of water!" ”

Seeing that Ge Lao seemed to be about to start work, Xiaobao hurriedly put away the black iron sheet and happily went to prepare.

……

In the quiet room, Ge Lao picked up flowers, bamboos, grass and snow tongs in his left hand, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he exhaled softly, and above his left palm, some light white flames suddenly rose up...

As soon as the flames appeared, the temperature in the room suddenly increased a lot.

Xiao Bao's eyes stared at the light white flame without blinking, and he was a little shocked in his heart, although he didn't know the alchemist's alchemy process, but this kung fu that can create fire out of thin air is really rare, even if it is a father with strength, it is estimated that it is impossible to do it...

Ge Lao's face was indifferent, and the light white flame in his left palm jumped slightly, swallowing the flower bamboo grass and snow tongs, churning and burning in the flames, and the flower bamboo grass and snow tongs gradually turned into a small ball of light green liquid in the flames, which was very weird.

Xiao Bao could see that he was nervous, and his breathing became careful, and a pair of big black eyes stared at the light green liquid that turned into an oval and sometimes a round ball, and did not let go of the slightest.

When Ge Lao felt that it was about the same, he grabbed the dragon fruit in his right hand and threw it directly into the white flames, "Huh! ~", a faint smoke rose above the white flame, and the original light green liquid also turned dark blue in an instant after the dragon fruit was added, and the liquid became significantly larger.

The dark blue liquid, constantly wriggling in the flames, the hot temperature, the non-stop calcining of the magazines...

As the flame calcined, the dark blue liquid became heavier and smaller, and after a while, it was only the size of a walnut.

At this time, Ge Lao also added the first-level wind attribute magic crystal nucleus, calcined them, and merged them into the dark blue slightly purple liquid.

About half an hour later, the magazine in the liquid had already been calcined clean by the white flame, and the liquid became more and more pure, and the furious power of the five elements contained in the magic crystal nucleus was also neutralized by Ge Lao with magical medicinal properties, and most of it was removed, and the remaining power of the five elements became much gentler and merged with the liquid.

After another moment, the white flame in the palm of the elder pavilion gradually receded, and finally disappeared completely.

Looking at a drop of spherical liquid like a magnificent jade suspended above the palm of the old man's hand, Xiao Bao couldn't help but rub his hands, and his soul perception made him clearly sense how abundant the energy of this liquid was.

"Teacher, is this for external use or internal use? Can I eat it straight? Xiaobao blinked, and asked a little impatiently.

"If you want to die, just eat it, with your crispy bones and veins, you will soon become a real waste." Ge Lao glanced at Xiaobao, bent his fingers and flicked, the jade liquid fell into the jar of clear water in the room, and suddenly, a basin of clear cold water changed into a dark green color, rich and exuding a faint mellowness.

"In the future, you will cultivate here, and with your cultivation talent, it will not be difficult to reach the power of ten paragraphs of writing within two years." Ge Lao clapped his hands and said with a smile.

Xiaobao nodded happily and couldn't wait to take off his clothes.

"By the way, I almost forgot that this potion only lasts for one season at most, which means that every four months, you have to buy these things for today." The elder said with a smile.

Hearing this, Xiaobao was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily, "Four... Do you want to buy it once every four months? ”

Thinking of the high cost of materials, Xiaobao felt like crying without tears, "Your sister, the landlord's family also has surplus grain, this thing is really not something that ordinary people can afford." ”

Xiaobao was about to take off his clothes and jump into the tank, but suddenly felt a gust of wind and pulled Xiaobao back.

"Little cub, what are you trying to make a fuss about?" Ge Lao frowned, stared at Xiao Bao and asked.

"Didn't you let me cultivate there? Isn't that for me to sit in it? Xiaobao asked strangely.

"Nonsense, who said that you want to sit in it and cultivate? It is to ask you to dip your pen in the ink in the jar, and then concentrate on cultivating the power of writing. Ge Lao said.

"What? Do you want me to write with a pen dipped in ink in the jar? Xiaobao looked at the jar full of ink, his head was bigger, so much ink, when will he finish writing?

"Cut, the great writer Wang Xizhi in order to cultivate the power of writing, but after practicing the ink of the eight vats, if you want to get ahead, you don't put in the effort, what are you daydreaming?" Ge Lao said unceremoniously.

"This medicinal ink is very precious, you have also seen its refining process, if you don't practice it carefully, it won't work when the time comes, don't blame me." As he spoke, the elder turned his back and floated away.

Listening to Elder Ge's words, Xiaobao looked back at the large vat of ink behind him, and couldn't help frowning, "My God, you want me to use up all the ink in this vat within four months?" ”

Rolling his eyes, instead of looking at the cylinder here and sighing, it is better to cultivate in a down-to-earth manner.

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In the early morning, the warm sunlight filtered in through the cracks in the window, forming a squirming spot on the desk, and where the light reached, the dark green font on the paper reflected a little fluorescence, which was very beautiful.

On the other side of the desk, the young man's little head was asleep on the inkstone, after yesterday's all-night practice, the young man's body had already reached the limit, at this time, not long after falling asleep, the sky was bright again.

Listening to the sound of chickens and dogs barking outside, the young man opened his eyes in a daze, stretched lazily, and held the ink pen that had never been put down in his white and tender little hands, dipped it in some medicinal ink, and continued to cultivate.

With the young man's engrossed cultivation, the pen and ink fell on the paper, and there was a trace of brilliance, the idea and the spirit were fused, the pen and ink and the thought were connected, and every word seemed to have magic power, blooming in the young man's sharp eyes.

"Slow down a little, focus on feeling the breath of each word, put down the pen quickly, write steadily, close the pen to be neat, not drag mud and water, but also pay attention to breathing, breathing to be stable, the lower body of the horse step to tie well, can not move, the center of gravity is unstable, the words written are also light, no root words are not any power." Ge Lao didn't know when he floated behind Xiao Bao, while watching Xiao Bao's cultivation, he pointed behind Xiao Bao, and Xiao Bao humbly listened to Ge Lao's guidance, and corrected his wrong cultivation method little by little.

With the deepening of cultivation, Xiaobao felt more and more that his spiritual power was becoming more and more abundant, and the strength of his wrist had also increased a lot.

After tasting the sweetness, Xiaobao did not relax for half a minute, and worked harder to cultivate the power of writing, and with the volatilization of medicinal ink in cultivation, the magical medicinal power slowly entered Xiaobao's body, making Xiaobao feel like bathing in the sun, warming his bones and veins.

"At this pace, I'm afraid that in four months, I will be able to reach the power of five paragraphs of writing..."Xiao Baowu thought to himself, his heart full of hope. (To be continued......)