Somewhere in the Eastern Continent.

In the dim space, a portrait suddenly appeared, like a holographic projection, suspended in mid-air.

As the portrait appeared, a slightly shrill male voice sounded.

"Lord Rachel, I recently received a piece of information.

On the border between Naron and Fenarag, discover a young human magician.

He hunted about 100 orcs in just one month, and his potential was incomparably huge.

Hear the news from the orcs that this young wizard is a prisoner of the Empire.

He has performed so well, if he joins the empire and grows up in the future, he will be a great threat to us. ”

The person in the portrait is Mo Tian, although there are some places that are a little different from himself, but the overall look is quite imaginary.

A simple hair with broken hair, eyes as dazzling as a starry sky, a slightly higher nose bridge, ordinary eyebrows, and a public face shape.

Mo Tian himself is not a handsome guy, he is only slightly better than ordinary people, especially when he laughs evilly, he is especially like a ruffian.

Although he has a face that will no longer be remembered after looking at it once, the checkered striped scarf around his neck is particularly eye-catching and has become his trademark.

At this time, in front of the portrait, a cloud of black gas like smoke came out of thin air, and it floated like a ghost fire, which looked extremely weird.

In the midst of the black smoke, two red lights suddenly appeared, which were emitted by two blood-red eyes.

"Boom!" came a chilling laugh from the black smoke.

Then the high-pitched male voice was heard again.

"Lord Rechel, do you need to get this human back?"

Rachel in the black smoke replied in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, this seedling still needs to grow."

Forcibly brainwashing him, such an amazing potential is ruined, it is not worth it.

We in the Dark Cult need to raise Dark Messengers like you, not waste. ”

"Then let him grow, in case the empire is one step ahead...", the sharp male voice was visibly hurried.

Rachel in the black smoke said in a dull tone, "Sounds like you're dissatisfied?"

"Don't dare!"

"I will send one of the seventy-two dark envoys over, if he is very close to the Empire, then I can only capture him and forcibly brainwash him.

Otherwise, they will be killed.

What a pleasure it is to strangle genius in the cradle!"

Rachel closed his blood-red eyes, and then the black smoke and portrait vanished.

The space was dead silent again, as if none of them had ever existed.

Border barracks.

At this time, the bright moon is hanging high, and the black wind is gusting.

High on the city walls, the lights are bright, and rows of soldiers take turns changing guards, monitoring every move outside the city walls.

In the barracks, three or four rows of Imperial soldiers crossed patrols to prepare for emergencies.

In Motian's tent, the magic lamp had just been extinguished, and everything inside seemed extremely quiet except for the sound of regular breathing.

In the afternoon, he greeted the military doctors, telling them not to treat themselves after tonight.

Then, he took the time to spend two or three hours studying the book on physical arts, and destroyed it with the contents firmly in mind.

After all, this thing was given by the Magic Emperor, and he didn't dare to guarantee the absolute safety of this spatial ring on his hand.

In case someone else uses some special method to open it, then this ontological technique spreads, even if he is a victim, but he is also a victim of it, but it is indispensable to the punishment of the empire.

So for the sake of safety, it's better to ruin it! It's safest to keep it in your head.

In the evening, after sending the military doctor for the last time, Mo Tian began to meditate, and his mind entered the demon tail world.

The physical technique given by the Magic Emperor, Mo Tian has studied it thoroughly.

Refining the body, to put it simply, is to use magic power to refine qi and blood, muscles and bones, and skin and viscera.

It's just that the tempering method of each physical technique is different, and the level of the refining method determines the strength of the physical technique.

In Mo Tian's opinion, this physical technique given by the Magic Emperor can kill many physical techniques on the market in seconds.

According to the book, if you practice to a small level, you will be accompanied by a thunder sound, when you reach a breakthrough, you will be as fast as lightning, if you reach a large level, you can surround the body surface with thunder and lightning, and if you are perfect, you can change your physique and become a thunder body, and you can practice thunder magic.

In the wizarding world, some people usually refer to lightning magic as destruction magic, because when lightning comes out, everything is destroyed.

The Thunder Wizard is a superior person in the wizarding world, as long as you find out that you are a Thunder Magician, it will turn back into a situation where thousands of people are vying for it.

If you join the empire, then you will definitely spare no effort to cultivate, and the cultivation resources will be endless.

The physical technique of changing the physique is very rebellious, so Mo Tian feels that the physical technique in his hand will kill many physical techniques on the market in seconds.

"I remember that the current Magic Emperor seems to be a thunder magician, could it be that this body technique was created by him?"

When Mo Tian was researching in the afternoon, he was very skeptical.

If this is the case, then I have to admire this magic emperor, who can create this anti-celestial body technique that changes the physique, no wonder he will be the youngest magic emperor in the history of the ancient Luo Ke Empire.

However, changing the physique is quite chicken for Motian.

He was originally a full-range magician, plus the transformation of the demon tail world, as well as the particularity of receiving magic, he had no concept of such a thing as physique for a long time.

Fortunately, in addition to being able to change the physique against the sky, this ontological technique is also very powerful in terms of strength, speed, and defense.

Cultivating physical skills consumes a lot of mana, so you need a lot of cultivation resources, that is, magic crystals, otherwise it will be difficult to move an inch.

Mo Tian knew this, and in addition to using his magic power to improve himself, he also had to give some to the demon tail world.

Now that the individual technique is coming again, even if his magic energy is worth the full star, he will be drained if he continues like this!

"Alas, I'm going up to find so many magic crystals!" Mo Tian wanted to cry without tears, and he couldn't wait to rush to the magic crystal mine controlled by the empire to steal and rob it now.

"What should come will come, I'll take it one step at a time. Mo Tian walked into the glacier and prepared to start cultivating his physical arts.

The first step of cultivating the body art starts with refining qi and blood, and Mo Tian instills magic power into the various acupoints on his body according to the refining method in the book, which is called Chong acupoint.

Punching the acupuncture point is very painful, a bit like using a red-hot needle, constantly stabbing it, and that kind of pain is not something that ordinary people can bear.

However, this kind of pain is pediatric for Motian, is it more painful than when he transforms his body?

Is there any pain than the first time you use receiving magic?

There are many acupuncture points on the body, each acupuncture point has a different function, and the acupuncture points can not be messed up, there is a sequence, otherwise it will cause harm to the body, and seriously endanger life.

Mo Tian carefully controlled the magic power on his body, and the location of the acupoints in his body had long been memorized.

Those acupuncture points were like dim stars, turning into a star map in Mo Tian's mind.

Mo Tian began to light up the stars according to the method of punching the acupoints in the physical technique.

One, two, three...

When it was almost sixteen, Motian couldn't stop lit, and the burp was there.

Because the magic in his body is gone, he can't be born at all.

It's like when I'm watching a drama, a few big words suddenly pop out.

"If you want to watch the next episode, please open a membership. ”