Wang Sheng's heart has been quite uneasy these days.

He and Chen Qing'e had been staying in this small inn for five or six days, and they had never seen the red fox Mei'er come back, and when the two of them were considering whether to go into the city to look for it, they received a hand-scrolled letter from a child.

The fox beauty apologized repeatedly in the letter, saying that there was a riot in the 'Monkey Sky Worm Country' a few months ago, and the Worm Emperor returned to China at the last moment to quell the rebellion, and there should be no time to worry about it at present. She herself encountered an accident and could not return on time, so she asked Mr. Wang to wait here for a few months, and when she said goodbye, she should report it with the 'Spring of the Red Moon'.

Didn't she say that the 'Red Moon Spring' was all gone? she must have felt distressed to see me 'applying a mask' with this thing, this vixen was really stingy, she must not have thought that I had taken a bath in the 'Red Moon Spring Water' in the first place.

Now that there are no worries for the time being, Wang Sheng's tense nerves have finally relaxed, and the 'Star Iron Strategy' that he has been planning for several days has also slowed down his progress and temporarily focused on himself.

In those successive battles on the east coast, Wang Sheng obtained two new abilities, the 'water system' and the 'illusion system', plus the 'wood magic' that had accompanied him for more than ten years but did not dare to use it at all, there were three new magic waiting for him to develop and research, and he was a little excited to think about it.

He ate and slept for a few days to recuperate, then chose a 'good day and auspicious night' and ran to a barren mountain farther away and began to cultivate alone.

Because he had been with Chen Qing'e for a long time, Wang Sheng realized that he already knew everything about 'water magic', so he decided to release a big move on the first night, wanting to have a good fight.

He first found a wide ground and moved his hands and feet for a long time, and then exerted all his strength to condense a wisp of 'water magic' from the 'Zhongzhu Acupoint', and shouted with both hands and mudras: "Get too many legs!!" (Water Dragon Wave)

This trick made it perfect, and it was executed exactly according to the steps that Miss Chen said, and immediately attracted countless free 'water magic' around him to swarm, and then he saw the blue light in front of him becoming more and more vigorous, and these magic forces jumped up and down happily around him, and a mighty image suddenly appeared.

But who knew that when Wang Sheng pushed his arm violently and wanted to make a move, the large ball of blue magic power was like a universal glue, tightly glued to the palm of his hand, and refused to leave anything.

Seeing that the magic power in the vicinity was gathering more and more, and in a few breaths, he was surrounded by his whole person, and the familiar scene around him immediately reminded Wang Sheng of the tragic encounter in the 'Langhuan Water Pavilion'. In a panic, he hurriedly reversed the true yuan, and sucked the magic power of the 'Immortal Sutra' back into his body, and at this moment, the surrounding free magic power lost the goal of reunion, and finally slowly dispersed and disappeared, making the frightened Mr. Wang breathe a sigh of air.

What kind of magic is this? Is it for me to hold my enemies in my arms and drown them?

After thinking about it, Wang Sheng felt that maybe there might be something wrong with his posture, so in the following time, he frantically tried all the hundreds of water magics described by Chen Qing'e. It's a pity that the magic power he transformed, which could neither be stretched nor plasticized, always flowed slowly against his palm, and could not be thrown out no matter what.

It wasn't until three days later, when he turned his head with his arms up, that he inadvertently stepped into a pool of water, and the water in this bay suddenly swelled up in the air with a 'hula', and condensed into a huge ball of water on his palm.

Under the light of the bright moon, this big water droplet, crystal clear, without a trace of impurities, the surprised Wang Sheng was caught off guard and poured a few sips, it was sweet and refreshing, extremely cool, a little purer than distilled water.

This water mass is not comparable to the magic of those weightless water systems, according to the specific gravity of pure water to one, this large water mass of four or five zhang wide and narrow, at least it has a weight of more than ten tons. Mr. Wang, who was still turning his head, was smashed into the grass as if he had been hit in the air, and his right arm, which bore the brunt of the blow, was crushed and dislocated in an instant.

Wang Sheng, who was smashed all at once, poured several mouthfuls of pure water in a row, and then panicked and withdrew his 'water magic' back into his body, and the inexplicable water was sprinkled on the ground with a 'hula', allowing him to avoid the strange death method of being crushed by the water balloon.

"I'm becoming 'net'

In the future, when I return to the earth, I will open a water shop on Chang'an Street, and call it 'Brother-in-law Spring', and I will definitely be able to make a fortune. ”

After Wang Sheng's repeated disdainful efforts to irrigate again and again, he finally roughly grasped the laws of his magic operation. The magic condensed in his palm can turn any water source he comes into contact with into pure water and attract it into a clump, and the size of the water mass is 'sometimes, probably, proportional' to the water system magic he transforms.

Wang Sheng finally comforted himself helplessly: "In the future, I can lead the enemy to the water's edge, and then put my hand on the top of his head, if the other party can wait for me to breathe ten breaths and condense a large water mass, it is estimated that the enemy can be stoned to death!"

Well, this is a new way to kill the enemy, although it is strange, but it is better than nothing. Wang Sheng racked his brains to comfort himself for a long time, and decided not to pay attention to this trick 'Brother-in-law Spring', and turned to other magic.

On the night of the fourth day, Wang Sheng did not cast a spell at will, he first burned incense and prayed, and then burned a lot of paper money, and worshiped the 'Deep Sea Mirage' in the northeast direction where it fell.

He was dipped in Chen Qing'e's light and received a wisp of 'mirage' of 10,000-year-old magic power, but he didn't know how to use it except to make himself deaf and clear. For this kind of extremely remote 'illusion magic', the various documents of the Tian Yuan Continent do not have much explanation, only recording that the supreme realm of the 'illusion master' can not only control the minds of others, but also conjure various objects out of thin air, and is almost invincible.

Wang Sheng's 'Hand Syncope Yin Pericardial Sutra' is very shallowly developed, and among the meridians as thick as leek leaves, the colorful magic power is indescribably beautiful and attractive. This time, he didn't have any precedent to refer to, so he took out the good habit of 'spending more money and reaping results' in the publicly-funded laboratory, and spent a few gold coins to let the innkeeper prepare a lot of cats, dogs, chickens, rabbits, four-eared warthogs, and big-footed cows, and dug a pit from the barren mountains and fields, and caught a grass carp, three squirrels, and a skunk.

After bathing and changing, he lined up these large and small animals neatly on the barren hillside, and finally used an extremely scientific method to pick a cute white rabbit in a circle with his eyes closed.

Wang Sheng first chatted with the little white rabbit for a few words of life, and then squeezed out a wisp of magic power from the 'Zhongchong Acupoint' at the end of the 'Hand Syncope Yin Pericardial Sutra', pressed it on the white rabbit's body, and stroked the rabbit's head with an extremely gentle voice and said softly: "Patience, Nirvana female bird is a table tennis ball." (Well, learn to listen to the donkey.) ）

The little white rabbit stared at Wang Sheng with red eyes for a while, as if he didn't understand this bird language, and lowered his head and continued to eat the grass on the ground. Wang Sheng patted the right half of his dead face in annoyance, and secretly scolded for really delaying things, but his dead flesh has not healed, how can this instruction be made clear?

He squatted on the ground and thought for a while, feeling that his 'Illusion Magic' was derived from the 10,000-year refinement of the 'Deep Sea Mirage', and he might be able to make the rabbit recognize words directly.

Mr. Wang thought of it, he first wrote the three words 'learn to call a donkey' on the ground, and then carried the back of the white rabbit's neck collar and swung it back and forth so that it could look carefully. It's a pity that he spent a long time trying to make the little white rabbit still have no reaction, just keep his head down and chew the food in his mouth, and the 'squeak' is very sweet.

Wang Sheng grabbed his hair, thinking that maybe the rabbit itself was too stupid to learn a foreign language, so he threw it to the ground and cast his eyes on the four-eared warthog next to him.

As soon as he let go of his hand, he felt a disturbance of the magic power around him, and countless colorful 'phantom magic' swarmed in, like an aunt grabbing vegetables in a supermarket, and snatched away the little magic power left on the rabbit.

This whirlwind of magic power was so fast that it lifted the poor little white rabbit on his heels, Wang Sheng looked at the frightened white rabbit in amazement, and a bunch of big question marks flashed in his head.

"This... This... This.. What's going on?"

In the past, whether it was the wind or the fire system, or the unreliable water magic, at least it could be of some use. However, these 'illusionary magic' not only didn't come to help just now, but waited on the side to snatch my mana, and my 'hand and yin pericardial meridian' was originally thin and could squeeze out so

Is it easy to have a big cloud of magic? You shameless people are still robbing me? Do you have a bit of work ethic? It's just too much of a bully! Isn't this a blatant bullying of aliens?

The more Wang Sheng thought about it, the more unwilling he became, he pulled over the other animals and tested them one by one, until he squeezed his 'pericardial meridian', but it still had no effect, and as long as his magic power left his hand a little, he would be snatched clean by the 'phantom magic' waiting around, and there would not be a drop left.

He tossed for three days, and guessed and experimented with various possibilities, but in the end he could only helplessly determine that his meridian was useless. Well, I've seen the world, but I'm not panicking at all!

Wang Sheng learned from the pain, and spent a whole day adjusting his mentality, turning his goal to one of the first magic powers he obtained, 'Wood Magic'. Since he became a light bulb on Daliang Mountain, his 'Purple Lotus Piercing Heart' has been occupied, and all the magic power generated every day has been cheaper than that white-eyed wolf, and he has not benefited at all in the past ten years.

No one can understand Wang Sheng's excitement when he first discovered that the 'wood-based magic' could regenerate cells, and now that he has turned over as a serf and sang, he can finally use the magic of the 'wood-based'.

He dreamed that he would be like the 'Jesvolad' and 'Neurotic Elf' Kelsang Zhuoer, riding the graceful sky of dandelions in the afterglow of the setting sun, and he would surely attract countless screams from the fans.

After Wang Sheng burned incense and bathed again, he spent a 'wood green dragon' on his body with an ink pen, and then found a pair of green pants, and when the sun had not yet set, he rushed out bare-chested and grinned.

This time, he was full of confidence and first found an ordinary rattan from the barren mountain, then drew out a wisp of 'wood magic power' from the 'Jingmen Cave' and poured it into it fiercely, learning the 'thorn wall' on the scroll, and quickly made a series of handprints.

But the world still didn't have a good impression of Wang Sheng, he had just finished making the handprint, and he saw a blue light flashing in front of him, and the vine in front of him instantly softened and hung on his hand like a noodle.

Wang Sheng looked at the noodle vine in his hand stupidly, and thought that he had mistaken the meridians, or that he was in a hurry to get angry. He rubbed his eyes fiercely, and pinched his thighs to tell himself that this was the 'Zu Shao Yang Gut Sutra', but the magic power he threw out next would still turn all the flowers and plants he touched into soft noodles and collapse to the ground.

Only when he touched the tree, he didn't know if it was because of his lack of mana, or if the effect of this magic on the 'woody plants' had weakened, and the 'wood-based magic' he played could only soften the bark of the trees, but it had no effect on their wooden cores.

He finally confirmed that his 'wood magic' had really turned into tender meat powder and soft grass agent, and any flower and tree would either be peeled or cramped as long as it was stuck to the slightest, but none of those beautiful magic that pulled the wind could be released.

Wang Sheng shouted out the sleeping little flower essence without giving up, and pointed to the 'vegetarian noodles' in this place to hear a reliable explanation. Who knew that this usually noisy little flower essence, but he looked at the mess on the ground with a serious face for a long time, and finally just gritted his teeth and said, "Dinner ticket boy, don't seduce me anymore, I will never eat this kind of thing, it's better not to use your magic, just treat it as a refining waste!"

Practicing again??Are you kidding me??

Wang Sheng refused to accept his fate and tried for another seven or eight days, and finally had to admit that he had once again lost under the strong malice of this world. He secretly thought to himself: "If you don't let me fly, I won't fly, and in the future, if any of you are making a branch to fly over, I will throw a pesticide over and let you all fall to your death!"

Just when Wang Sheng was fantasizing about the wonderful scene of the 'handsome elf guy' being fallen, in a cave that was millions of miles away, a quaint and strange compass suddenly shook slightly.

A white-clothed man guarding the side suddenly opened his eyes and shouted: "Finally someone has cultivated the 'Law of Years', and the sky will not stop me!"

The white-clothed man trembled with excitement, he took two steps and lay down in front of the compass, carefully sensing the faint fluctuation of magic power, and from the slip of the sleeve of the robe, revealing a right arm that was as dry as hard wood.

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