"But that's not right." Wang Sheng touched his head, "According to my estimates, if you cultivate magic to the level of your teacher, hundreds of years will not be enough, right?" ”

His cultivation efficiency is still uncertain if he can cultivate to the point of apprentice magician, let alone a magician.

There are basically no extravagant hopes for hundreds of years.

"Magic doesn't depend on cultivation alone." The headmaster laughed and said, "Otherwise, when there was no magic cultivation method, how would the ancestors defeat those gods?" ”

He touched his beard: "Child, all of this requires you to use your brain and figure out a way." Watch more and learn more, and your mental power will naturally improve. ”

"Figured out?" Wang Sheng felt that he had found a very unreliable teacher.

According to the theory of the cheap master, isn't it to find the unattainable epiphany?

Or is there another way?

Wang Sheng's eyes flashed.

See more and learn more, where can I see more and learn more?

He walked to the library, which was the place with the most books.

Perhaps, here is an easier and more efficient way to improve mental power?

The library is located in a corner under the tree of life, with three floors and an area of at least more than 100 acres.

"Stop, this little classmate, you can't go in without a permit." There was a middle-aged man standing at the door, with his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

Being stared at by these eyes, Wang Sheng felt like he was being pierced.

"I have the status symbol of the headmaster, is that okay?" He gestured to the pendant around his neck.

The eagle-eyed man stared at his pendant for a few moments, then slowly stepped away. "You can go in, but you are not allowed to take books with you or destroy them."

He threatened, "If I find out that the books have been destroyed a little, I will throw you into the abyssal forest, and the headmaster will not be able to save you." ”

"Okay, uncle." Wang Sheng replied casually.

He didn't like this middle-aged man very much. What is the Abyssal Forest? Does he need to know? Isn't it scary?

Besides, the headmaster really can't be saved? Is he important or is it important for you, the goalkeeper?

Wang Sheng pursed his lips, hummed a song, and swayed into the library.

"Be quiet, don't make noise!" Behind him, a vicious warning sounded.

"Watch dog." Wang Sheng ignored him and glanced around.

Inside the library, there is a light dome, so you can read the words on the books clearly, and you won't be unable to read a book because of the arrival of night.

After a busy day's work, it was already dusk and it was almost dark.

Wang Sheng walked around, walking, looking at the bookshelves roughly classified.

The first floor is very large, and there are all kinds of books, such as the general history of the continent, the war of the gods, the law of the millennium, the management of the city-state, the outline of magic, the cultivation of plants, and so on.

There's not much about magic cultivation here.

Wang Sheng tried to go to the second floor, but there was an enchantment at the top of the stairs that prevented him from going up.

Even the principal's token doesn't work, because no one guards it.

"Don't waste your efforts, this requires the principal's approval to go up, even if you have a token, you can't do it." Outside the building, a middle-aged man's voice came.

"Cut," Wang Sheng dispelled the idea of going up and began to look for it.

Regarding magic, there are auxiliary magic, as well as magic knowledge, and magic precautions.

The only thing that isn't there is attack magic.

Attack magic is fundamental to every country, and it is also the foundation of every magic academy, and you can't learn it from anywhere else except the teacher.

Of course, if you're lucky enough to find the relics of a powerful magician, you might be able to learn attack magic too.

Wang Sheng relied on his half-baked knowledge, looked at it, and ensured that he would learn more from the most basic point of view.

He has a strong memory now, and although he can remember it without saying that he can read it once, he can still remember it after watching it twice.

In the blink of an eye, it was already dark outside, Wang Sheng yawned, and had no intention of turning to a book.

An Introduction to Magical Herbs.

In the book, there is a plant on every page, followed by a note on its utility, and stick figure illustrations.

One of the pictures caught Wang Sheng's attention.

It was a lush moss, much larger than a normal moss, and it had raspberry-like fruit on it.

"Something familiar." Wang Sheng is interested, isn't this similar to the moss in the wilderness?

He began to look at it carefully, reading it silently, word by word.

This is a magical moss called the Blessing of the Moon God, its fruit has no effect, but the moss itself cannot be underestimated, it is said that as long as you eat it, you can multiply and multiply your spiritual power.

Under the illustration of the book, there is also an allusion, once upon a time, there was a magician, who had been trapped in a high-level magician for a long time, and the great magician had no hope, so he could only eat and wait for death.

However, one day he found this magical moss in the land of giants, and tried to eat a little because of hunger, but he didn't expect his mental power to skyrocket, and he broke through to the realm of the great magician in one fell swoop.

After reading it, Wang Sheng silently closed the book.

Then, he went back to his bedroom, ate some late El Niño, and fell asleep.

There is no treasure mountain without knowing it!

Wang Sheng thought that the moss under the raspberries was not important, but he didn't expect that he would lose his eyes.

He can be sure that the moss can increase his mental power, even if it is a fruit that has no effect written in the book, it can increase his mental power and shine in the assessment, then, he has every reason to believe that the moss is the legendary medicine!

Sleeping in a light car, Wang Sheng once again came to the flood wilderness.

In the desolate world, there is always a vast atmosphere, in front of it is a big wood like a wall, and behind it is a clear river.

Wang Sheng remembered the road, fortunately, he didn't go too far.

It is also said that he has a big heart, and he knew that the moss had an effect, but he was skeptical, and did not stay to devour it all, but continued to hurry, and now it has been confirmed, and he has to walk back.

Anything is a treasure, even the juice of an unknown plant, it has the magical effect of strengthening the body.

In other words, everything here is a treasure of the level of ginseng on earth.

At least, Wang Sheng had never heard of anyone who could kill a cow like him after eating ginseng.

Of course, now after the baptism of Qiankun Tunafa, it is not a problem to kill elephants.

Returning the same way, Wang Sheng had to congratulate himself on his small size.

Aside from those mosquitoes and stuff, he can now say that he doesn't have any enemies.

Not because it's strong, it's because it's too weak.

Moss, still in a place where the sun does not shine.

Wang Sheng stepped forward and stretched out his hand to directly fish out a large piece, he still didn't know how to define how big and what kind of "one" item he brought out from the flood.

With a brush, Wang Sheng opened his eyes, and it was already dawn outside the window.

His hands were wet and crushed, with a patch of moss on them.

Moss is said to be a piece, but in fact there is only one, but even if there is only one, it is the size of two chopsticks.

As a moss, it is bright and green, but it does not have the familiar fishy smell, but has a fresh fragrance.

Just smelled it, Wang Sheng found that he was comfortable and clear-headed.

Wang Sheng wanted to take a bite and taste what this moss tasted like.

But when the moss came to his mouth, he hesitated again.