Text Chapter 92 Martial Arts Trial

Feeling Qiu Miaoxue's transformation, Qin Xin secretly decided that he had to work hard to cultivate.

After sending Qiu Miaoxue back, he came directly to Fang City, took a turn in Fang City, spent a hundred low-level spirit stones, and acquired two hundred low-level Naling Pills at once.

A hundred low-level spirit stones, if this was before, spending so many spirit stones at one time was something he couldn't even think of.

When he returned to his residence, he first took a low-level Naling Pill, meditated cross-legged, and absorbed the aura in the pill with his heart.

When the aura in the pill was almost absorbed, he began to use his own method to absorb the aura with one heart and five purposes.

When the Divine Consciousness is almost consumed, he begins to learn those ancient characters again, until the Divine Consciousness is exhausted, and then he gets up and fights in the living room or courtyard for a while, or practices basic swordsmanship for a while.

The process is coherent and time is almost not wasted at all.

It lasted until midnight, and he only took a total of three low-level Naling pills this time, and then he stopped taking them, and he had always been suspicious of this phenomenon of soaring mana.

Although he hadn't seen anything wrong with taking the low-level Naling Pill until now, he still didn't dare to take it indiscriminately.

So now he is just gradually increasing the amount every day, so as not to happen something unpredictable to him, and he can also correct it in time.

After several hours of uninterrupted efforts, Qin Xin's mana grew rapidly, faintly reaching the peak of the first layer of the Naling Period.

It's only been a few days since he came back, and he has such a result, which makes him very satisfied, and if he continues to cultivate at this speed, he won't be too far behind Qiu Miaoxue's cultivation.

The study of ancient characters is also very smooth, Qin Xin's memory is good, and he is also good at summarizing and summarizing.

So these ancient characters were relatively jerky at first, but it didn't take long for him to find some rules in the glyphs from these fonts, so he learned a lot faster.

It wasn't until the third watch of the drum that Qin Xin became sleepy, he knew that only after resting would he have the energy to continue studying, so he didn't force it anymore, and fell asleep directly.

Early the next morning, Qin Xin recovered his energy, freshened up and had some breakfast by himself, and then came to the Yanwu Hall in good spirits.

The Yanwu Hall is next to the Chuangong Pavilion.

Qin Xin pushed the door in, and the Yanwu Hall was an empty hall of twenty or thirty zhang in size, with no tables and chairs inside, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a lot of futons scattered on the ground.

Looking inside, not far away, there are three weapon racks of about two meters long and wide, and there are several spiritual weapons of different shapes on the shelves.

Further inside, there were three strange-shaped monster beast puppets, and he didn't know any of these three monsters.

One resembles a large python but has long golden horns on its head, one resembles a large turtle but has sharp spikes on its back, and one resembles a leopard but has two pairs of transparent wings behind it, each one of which is one person tall and lifelike.

Looking around, there were not many people who came to play the martial arts, Qin Xin secretly counted, there were only thirty-two people in total, and only one female disciple came.

This is also normal, many disciples can only listen selectively because they don't have spirit stones, and generally female disciples don't pay attention to actual combat.

Qin Xin believes that most of the female disciples cultivating immortals are because cultivating immortals can make their youth last forever.

"Is he the one who is here to give a lecture? Qin Xin thought secretly.

At this time, these disciples gathered in a half circle, and in the middle of the half circle, there was an uncle who was collecting spirit stones, and Qin Xin saw that it was the dwarf in the backyard of the Chuangong Pavilion.

After the dwarf saw Qin Xin, he sneered a few times, stared at him, and didn't know if he was still holding a grudge against Qin Xin.

Qin Xin hurriedly walked up and handed over three spirit stones, and the dwarf stopped sneering at this time, and looked at others again, and the other disciples also paid the spirit stones.

After a while, seeing that no one came in, the dwarf put away the spirit stone, and slowly walked to an oval stone about one meter high and stood up, this stone was as black as ink, covered with a faint white spiritual light.

The dwarf pointed to the stone and said loudly: "This is the magic trial stone of the Yanwu Hall, which is made by a master within the Ten Thousand Methods Gate, which can test the caster, the size of the spell power, and the power of various attribute spells, you can try it first." ”

When all the disciples heard this, they all showed expressions of curiosity and eagerness to try, but none of the disciples really dared to experiment.

The dwarf waited for a while, and when he saw that no one had made a move, he said angrily: "It's really not unexpected, one by one, twisting and pinching, like a girl." ”

After speaking, he walked away a few steps, and after keeping a certain distance from the black stone, he stopped, and then stretched out his five fingers, and said something in his mouth, and the space between his five fingers fluctuated in an instant, and before the disciples could react, they heard a "hula", and a fist-sized fireball appeared out of thin air between the five fingers of the dwarf.

With the appearance of the fireball, the surrounding temperature suddenly warmed up, and all the disciples couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"What a big fireball. One of the disciples lost his voice.

"Is this a small fireball?"

"No, it's so big, it should be ...... The Great Fireball. ”

"The Great Fireball Technique, that's a mid-level spell. ”

When all the disciples saw the big fireball in the dwarf's hand, they all showed envious eyes.

The dwarf let out a low shout, "Go," and the fireball in his hand whistled towards the Trial Stone.

Since the distance was not too far, the big fireball instantly hit the trial stone, and all the disciples exclaimed.

However, after the big fireball hit the trial stone, the faint aura on the surface of the trial stone only flickered slightly, and it did not burn as expected, but with a "whew-", the big fireball directly sank into the white light and disappeared without a trace.

Just when the disciples felt inexplicable, the white light shook slightly, and three white numbers slowly emerged on the swarthy stone, "Five Zero Three".

The dwarf showed a satisfied expression after seeing the light words on the stone, and said secretly, during this time, the spell has improved very quickly, and the big fireball that was hit casually can reach more than five hundred, hehe, it's good.

Thinking of this, he then said loudly: "This number is the power of the spell you cast, you can also try it." ”

Only then did the disciples understand what was going on, and they hurriedly pinched and recited mantras, all wanting to try the power of their mana.

"One by one. Seeing that the disciples were in a hurry, the dwarf said in a deep voice, and then pointed to a tall and thin disciple at the front and said, "You come first." ”

The tall and thin disciple was also not polite, pinching and chanting the mantra, and after a while, a fireball also appeared in the middle of the five fingers, but this fireball was much smaller than the fireball that the dwarf had just now, only the size of a lychee.

But he didn't show a frustrated expression, because everyone knew that the Great Fireball Technique was a mid-level spell, and it couldn't be condensed without enough mana, so the Great Fireball Technique was only available to monks in the Fusion Yuan Period.

The tall and thin middle-aged man who can condense such a big fireball has already seen sweat on his forehead, it seems that it is his limit, but I saw that he also shouted in a low voice: "Go-"

The small fireball also roared towards the black stone, and in the same way, after the small fireball came into contact with the white aura outside the black stone, it silently disappeared into it and disappeared.

Immediately, the white light shook slightly, and two numbers appeared on the swarthy stone, "Six or Seven."

The tall and thin middle-aged man was stunned, he knew that his fireball technique could not be compared with his uncle, but he didn't expect it to be so bad.

Next, the disciples cast spells one after another, wind blade technique, water arrow technique, stone falling technique, and all kinds of spells were tested.

The highest number is "eight seven", and the lowest is only a single digit "nine".

A few disciples who had only cultivated to the second or third level of the Naling Period, as well as Qin Xin, did not make a move, Qin Xin and these disciples knew in their hearts that their mana was in single digits at most.

Seeing that there was no test or reluctance on them, the dwarf said in a loud voice: "Don't be discouraged, this trial stone, if there is no special exercise or special magic weapon, the disciples of the Naling Period can only type a number of less than a hundred at most. ”

All the disciples sighed, knowing that this was the gap between the Naling Period and the Rongyuan Period.

The dwarf continued: "I don't know if you have noticed, the mana cultivation just now is about the same, but the numbers typed out are different. ”

Hearing what the dwarf said, the disciples recalled the situation just now, and it seemed that this was really the case.

When the dwarf saw that everyone had realized, he struck while the iron was hot: "The snake hits seven inches, and attacks one point, not as much as the rest, just like a wild boar with rough skin and thick meat, although you use a fist or a wooden stick with a lot of force, it is difficult to hurt it, but with a sharp knife, you can kill it without too much force, isn't it?"

All the disciples nodded yes.

"But if I give you a knife to pierce a pig's foot or a pig's tail, can you kill him?" the dwarf asked again, seeing that everyone nodded.

All the disciples laughed and shook their heads one after another.

Although this dwarf is in the backyard of the Chuangong Pavilion, calculating, and looking like a merchant and a philistine, he is kind and persuasive when he talks about the class.

The dwarf continued: "The number of spells is a fixed number, but how to use it is a change of spell, use a limited spell to protect the whole body, when it is critical, it is better to use all your strength to protect only the vital point."

For example, when a vajra shield encounters danger, ordinary cultivators will bless themselves with shields of various attributes.

This would not have been a big problem, but what about encountering a monk who is much stronger than you? Not to mention that you are wasting mana by putting on a shield, and it is very likely that you will not be able to block the opponent's full force.

But if you condense all your mana into the size of a shield, although the area covered is smaller, the shield will be thicker, and when it is critical, you may be able to block this fatal blow. “

When Qin Xin heard this, he felt greatly inspired, just like when Xiang Zhe attacked with a green long sword that day, Qiu Miaoxue put on a water attribute shield, and that shield was too big.

Although she and herself were enveloped in it, because the mana was too scattered, it was like paper paste, and it didn't withstand Xiang Zhe's blow.

If she had condensed her mana into the size of a shield as the dwarf had said, she might not be able to receive a blow from Xiang Zhe, but at least she should be able to hold on for a little longer.

When life and death are on the line, even if you buy a little more time, the result will be different.

Speaking of this, the gnome slowly walked in front of those strange-shaped demon beast puppets and said, "These trap beasts can send out spells with different powers, which can test the strength of your shield, you can feel it, who will come first?"

With the experience just now, all the disciples lost their initial twisting and raised their hands one after another.

The dwarf pointed to a fatter young man and said, "Then you can come first." ”

The little fat man hurriedly blessed his body with an earthy yellow shield.

The dwarf pointed to the demon beast puppet in front of him and said: "These three demon beast puppets are almost as powerful except for their different attributes. ”

The dwarf came to the strange snake with horns on its head, looked at the shield on the little fat man's body and said: "The power of this puppet is divided into three levels, generally speaking, below the third level of the Naling period, use the first gear to try, the seventh layer and below the seventh layer of the Naling period use the second gear, and the disciples of the seventh to tenth layers of the Naling period use the third level to try. ”

After speaking, the dwarf gently turned on the golden horn of the snake's head and said, "This is equivalent to the full force of the sixth-layer monk of the Naling Period, are you ready?"