As for how to extract Master Mar's knowledge, Bing Lian had already thought so thoroughly that Jiao Ming couldn't think of anything missing for a while, so he took up another topic and asked:

"Anyway, your magic books here are so expensive, no one secretly copied them and bought them?" From the United States copying the British family's wealth to the dispute over online copyright, this is an unsolvable problem that has plagued the earth for a hundred years. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It doesn't make much sense, does it?" asked Ice Lotus, a little confused, instead.

"How can it be meaningless?" Jiao Ming was a little incomprehensible to the sluggishness of the ice lotus, this girl is usually quite shrewd. "Why don't we buy a cheap hand-copied magic book and teach ourselves magic?"

"Oh......" Bing Lian nodded and explained, "According to what you say, magic books can be divided into two categories. The first type is the very expensive kind, which is actually an exclusive course for the author, and more than half of the knowledge will be covered in the course, to put it bluntly, these books are just printed together with the table of contents and preview requirements. ”

Jiao Ming listened dumbfounded, these magicians who had been promoted to the Nine Rings were really not stupid, and they could think of such a bad trick, which was the same as those success courses on the earth. According to this formula, the meaning of copying and copying books is indeed limited: "A magic book full of class notes is still worth two dollars, right?"

"It is inevitable that there will be mistakes and omissions, and if the indiscriminate practice hurts the soul, it will be completely nullified. This is a bloody lesson. Binglian then went on to say a large number of lingua franca, with gorgeous words, neat battles, and quite poetic charm, which translates to probably: "The inheritance of magical knowledge is not only how to do it, but more importantly, how to prohibit it, and every 'forbidden' is tested by an ancestor with his future or even his life." This is the instruction engraved in the school lobby. ”

Jiao Ming nodded noncommittally, how much of the money earned by the Academy of Magic would go into the pockets of these 'ancestors'. "What about the other category?"

"It's the "Four Elephants Meditation Method" as a representative of this kind of magic popularization book, which is actually very cheap, and the one I lent you is actually a gift from the academy to every student. ”

"How much is this kind of book?"

"There are no more than ten books with real materials. ”

"It's probably all from the time of Saint Coson, right?"

Binglian recalled and said in surprise: "You said this, I just found out for the first time, it is really like this. ”

"When it's rotten, it's all the same smell. Jiao Ming said sarcastically, but suddenly found that the human star representing the 'labyrinth' General Kwenans flickered, and he actually teleported far to the south. Jiao Ming rubbed his eyes in disbelief: "I seem to see it flash away?"

"You read that right! we won!" Bing Lian's voice trembled, obviously suppressing the excitement in her heart.

Jiao Ming opened his arms, made a gesture of hugging, and then put on the most natural expression: "Celebratory hug." "Jiao Ming really doesn't feel the matter of winning the war, but it is still incumbent on him to take advantage by the way.

"Huh?" Bing Lian quickly calmed down her excitement and looked at Jiao Ming suspiciously.

"That's how our hometown celebrates victory in the war. Jiao Ming looked directly into Binglian's eyes, trying to keep his voice as stable as possible, without missing a flaw.

Binglian became even more suspicious, and in the silent gaze, Jiao Ming gradually felt overwhelmed. Just when he was about to surrender and admit that he was lying, there was an earth-shattering cheer from the little guy's side, and then a swarm rushed over, Jiao Ming and Binglian were instantly surrounded by a group, drowning in cheers, and could no longer delve into whether they should hug or not.

After cheering for a while, Binglian took out the majesty of the lord's heir and teacher, suppressed the noisy voice, and ordered the little ones to go back to sleep, and by the way, said that they would have dinner tomorrow to celebrate. After answering the little ones correctly, Binglian pushed Jiao Ming back to the room as usual, and at the door, Binglian gently hugged Jiao Ming from behind: "Celebrate the victory." ”

"You wait for me to turn around......"

Before Jiao Ming finished speaking, Binglian had already left with a chuckle. Jiao Ming pursed his lips and entered the room, and through the faint light of the torches in the corridor, he saw a small humanoid silhouette on the small bed. I tried not to make a sound and moved to the bed, but my right hand was pulled by a pair of small hands.

"I thought you were asleep. ”

"It's so noisy just now, how can you sleep. ”

"Haven't you slept outside these days?" Jiao Ming felt his right hand tightened.

"I'm really scared, I'm afraid I'll never see you again, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll face the world alone. ”

"Don't talk about that, go to sleep. Jiao Ming shook Xiaoshi's hand to show comfort, and there was only one thought in his heart: Actually, I am as afraid as you are.

During the training on the morning of the second day, Binglian asked Jiao Ming about the situation of salted duck eggs, and Jiao Ming said that the number of days was not enough, so it was better not to open the package. Since the salted duck eggs last time were well received, Binglian also endured the distress of salt, and made three jars with Jiao Ming one after another, and the victory and meal promised last night unfortunately couldn't be eaten.

After the training, Jiao Ming was stopped by the sneaky old door panel again, and Jiao Ming said with a smile: "You look sneaky, don't you want to beat that fake monk's little report again?"

"It's not Master Mar, it's your sister. ”

"Xiaoshi, what's wrong with her?" Jiao Ming immediately paid attention.

"She sneaked into the cowshed last night and stoned your hammer. ”

"That's it?" Jiao Ming regretted giving the cow such a name, and the second half of the old door panel was really ambiguous. The old door panel nodded, smiling flatteringly, like a slave waiting for his master's praise.

"Good job, go back to work, and report back to you if there is any situation. Jiao Ming sent away the old door panel, guessed the purpose of Xiaoshi's doing, and put it in the back of his mind after he didn't have a clue.

In the afternoon, the third girl of the little poem pushed Jiao Ming to the cowshed with an excited face, although Jiao Ming looked helpless, but his eyes were full of spoiling: "What are you three girls going to do?"

"Call out your hammer. Flashing scales said grinningly.

Jiao Ming coughed dryly, feeling that the matter of changing his name was imminent, and as soon as his mind moved, the hammer in the cowshed used his tongue to open the bolt on the outside of the fence gate, and came to Jiao Ming in a hurry. Jiao Ming hurriedly stretched out his hand to resist the hammer's big nose, otherwise his face would be licked all over.

"There is progress, and the door opening is getting more and more familiar. Jiao Ming smiled and looked at the cow's face close at hand, and saw his own mirror shadow from the translucent cow's eyes.

The three little girls turned to the side, and the three little heads were all on the shoulders of the hammer, carefully observing something. Jiao Ming was naturally curious, but he could only stretch his neck helplessly, and then he saw Shining Scale and Lilmeler holding Xiao Shi and cheering, as if it was a celebration of victory.

"Tell me what you're so happy about. ”

"Our Cow Guard has been upgraded. Lilmolle smiled and explained, "Now this cow has the self-healing ability of a magic warrior. ”

"Really?" Jiao Ming raised his eyebrows, thinking back to Master Ma'er's description of the Divine Guardian yesterday, so to speak, Xiao Shi had been brewing for so many days to make such a big surprise. Jiao Ming ordered the hammer to turn around, facing his shoulder, and under the guidance of Lilmoller, he saw a small blood scab, dark red in color, slightly bulging, completely induration for many days.

Flashing scales whistled, and her cow also came out of the cowshed, and then excitedly pulled the little poem and shouted: "I want a ring too! As he spoke, he held the cow's head and rubbed his face with the cow affectionately, and the cow's face twisted left and right under the strange force of the scales.

"It's going to be upgraded, aren't you happy?" said Shining Scales to the cow like a child.

"Moo......" replied the cow. And Jiao Ming felt that the meaning of this cry might be: his face hurts.