In the bloody wasteland of the dark world, Abel stood beside the Tree of Wisdom in the ancient building, his eyes full of joy.

After his strength reached the rule wizard, the speed of cultivation slowed down, not that the speed of absorbing mana slowed down, he had been using the 'light stone' to cultivate, and the absorption speed of mana could be said to be ten times faster than that of ordinary rule wizards.

And because of the time difference between the Dark World and the Central Continent, even if he didn't stay in the Dark World all the time, the ten days of fighting and cultivating in the Dark World every night also made his mana absorption speed almost reach the peak of the twenty-first level rule wizard.

The only thing that is missing now is the lightning rule, the freezing rule, and the fire rule, and the condensation of these three rules in the wizard's pattern, which is the work of the water mill, and there is no shortcut.

However, the appearance of the Wisdom Tree brought him hope, and the rule power in the Wisdom Fruit could be directly absorbed by the professional, which was equivalent to speeding up his cultivation.

I think that if it weren't for his appearance, the Luce Rule Wizard of Snow Spirit Mountain might have improved by leaps and bounds in hundreds of years because of the Wisdom Tree.

The final efforts of countless generations of descendants of Xueling Mountain have been cheapened in vain.

Able turned on the ability of the Spirit Whisperer and placed his hand on the trunk of the Tree of Wisdom, feeling the situation of the Tree of Wisdom.

Probably due to the absence of the frozen elemental environment of Snow Spirit Mountain, the Wisdom Tree has been absorbing the fire elemental gathered by ancient buildings at this time.

A single fire element is absorbed by the Wisdom Tree, and in the end, he can only get the Wisdom Fruit that increases the Flame Rule, and he has mastered the three rules, and simply increasing the Flame Rule will not help him much.

"Maybe I should use it to my advantage!" Abel thought to himself, his hand taking out a large pile of top-grade powerstones from the artifact space bag.

Yes, the endless number of top-grade powerstones is his advantage, and compared to other professions who have to calculate carefully when using powerstones, his powerstones can be crafted from broken powerstone fragments.

There are three types of top-grade powerstones, the red top-level powerstones contain fire-based elements, the yellow top-level powerstones contain lightning elements, and the blue top-level powerstones contain frozen elements.

He carefully stacked the three top-grade powerstones in three directions at the base of the Wisdom Tree, and through the ability of the Spirit Whisperer, he once again sensed the feedback from the Wisdom Tree.

He sensed that the Wisdom Tree was absorbing three elemental energies, which passed through the trunk of the Wisdom Tree, then reached the branches and finally reached the Wisdom Fruit, transforming into the power of the three rules.

"This ancestor of Xueling Mountain didn't know what to think, he actually made such a big flower pot for something that was so easy to solve!" he muttered to himself.

However, he didn't dare to destroy the ancient building now, although it didn't matter whether this flower pot was there or not, but the huge roots of the Wisdom Tree were in the lower half of the ancient building.

If he accidentally affects the growth of the Wisdom Tree, then he will regret it.

Now, as long as the Wisdom Tree does not feel uncomfortable, then he will definitely not disturb this ancient building that has followed the Wisdom Tree since the Wisdom Tree was a seed, that is, this big flower pot.

As for the Wisdom Tree's feelings, for him with the ability of a Spirit Whisperer, it was just a matter of coming and communicating after a while.

What Abel didn't consider was that it was already very rare for the ancestor of Xueling Mountain to be able to build a building with a strange effect for the wisdom tree that was still a seed.

If the Wisdom Tree has been relying on powerstones to provide energy, then the energy stones consumed are definitely not something that Snow Spirit Mountain can afford.

Abel looked at the fifteen cyan wisdom fruits with some slander, if it weren't for the fact that the power of the three rules had not yet been bred in them, he would have wanted to pick one to try the effect.

According to the records, the Wisdom Tree bears fruit once every thirty years, so in terms of the difference in time flow between the Dark World and the Central Continent, he can harvest the Wisdom Fruit once every year and six months in the Central Continent.

Although this speed is extremely fast for any kind of Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasure level fruit.

But Abel was not satisfied, thinking about it, he had only been a wizard for seven or eight years since he began, although he could get the wisdom fruit once a year and a half, but it made him want to use the wisdom fruit to improve his strength too slowly.

However, this is not impossible, this time he returned to the Holy Continent and brought back a lot of 'Three Goddess Statues' spring water, of course, this is due to his empire's demand for food, and there is no longer a need to use the 'Three Goddess Statues' spring water to increase production.

"Locke, come on!" Abel said as he came under the oak tree and beckoned to Elder Locke from the High Elves.

"Great God, your servants are at your service!" said Elder Locke as he flew over and bowed respectfully in the air.

"Locke, this is the spring water that can promote the growth of plants, you water the Wisdom Tree once a day!" Abel took out a wine jug-shaped spatial liquid container, which itself was used to hold the spring water of the 'Three Goddess Statues'.

"Yes, great God!" Elder Locke replied as he reached out and took the flask.

Leaving this matter to the earliest born 'High Elf', Abel is still very relieved, at least the current 'High Elf' is still a hard-working and hard-working race.

When Able returned to the Dark World the next day, dozens of days had passed in the Dark World, and the first thing he did was to use 'teleportation' to quickly come to the side of the Wisdom Tree in the ancient building.

At this time, the wisdom fruit was completely different from the past, it was originally hidden in the more eye-catching jade-like leaves, and it was even more robbed of the white jade-like trunk of the wisdom tree, so that the original wisdom fruit did not have any brilliance.

Today's wisdom fruit has pressed down the jade-like leaves and white jade-like trunks, and the wisdom fruit has changed from cyan to golden, and it is still the kind of golden that shines.

When Abel first saw the Tree of Wisdom, he was attracted by the fifteen dazzling golden lights.

He didn't need to look much at all to know that the fruit of wisdom was ripe.

His spiritual power turned into a palm, and he gently grabbed one of the wisdom fruits, and plucked it from the wisdom tree with a slight force.

Then the spiritual power palm received the wisdom fruit that was still shining golden light from the Wisdom Tree, and observed it carefully.

The power of the three rules in this wisdom fruit exists in a strange way, as if this wisdom fruit is inherently able to accommodate the power of this rule, and the power of rules has also lost its due edge in the wisdom fruit.

The amount of the three rules was about one hundredth of that of a twenty-first level rule wizard when he was full, and the power of so many rules made him feel incredible.

But if it weren't for such a quantity, the strong people of a long time ago would not have fought for the fruit of wisdom.

The Wisdom Fruit was plucked and could only be kept for one day, after which the power of the rules in it would dissipate, as he knew from the records of the Elven royal family.

But this is not a problem for him, and the personal storage box completely solves the problem.

Of course, as for the issue of food and corpses together, he, a professional who has killed countless enemies, does not care about this.

The palm formed by the spiritual power continued to pick off the other fourteen wisdom fruits, and he carefully put the fourteen wisdom fruits into the personal storage box, not even occupying a small compartment of the personal storage box.

Of course, the wisdom fruit left behind was what he was going to eat immediately, but before eating it, he still checked the state of the wisdom tree.

In the state of the Spirit Whisperer, he carefully inspected the Wisdom Tree, especially the place where the Wisdom Fruit was picked, and found that the Wisdom Fruit did not affect the Wisdom Tree after it was picked.

At the same time, at the other fifteen branch nodes of the Wisdom Tree, he sensed that the energy absorbed from the roots of the tree was converging there, and it might not be long before fifteen wisdom fruits would grow into these fifteen branch nodes again.

His attention was then on the top-grade powerstone at the base of the tree, as he had used the 'Statue of the Three Goddesses' spring water to speed up the growth process of the Wisdom Tree, allowing the Wisdom Tree to absorb more energy.

The fifteen wisdom fruits that grew at the node of the branches at one time consumed fifteen of the three top-grade powerstones each, for a total of forty-five top-grade powerstones.

This result also made him feel smacked, knowing that this was a top-level powerstone, and these riches were almost all the wealth of a small wizarding organization.

Of course, this is only a local tyrant like him can make such an offering, and Xiangxue Ling Mountain can only use thirty years to slowly let the Wisdom Tree absorb enough energy to supply the growth of the Wisdom Fruit.

He held the golden glowing wisdom fruit in his hand, and to be honest, it was really not a good experience to put this glowing wisdom fruit in his mouth.

However, thinking of the power of the three rules contained in the wisdom fruit, he still took a bite of the wisdom fruit into his mouth.

As his teeth bit through the skin of the Wisdom Fruit, three streams of strange energy poured into his body, heading towards his wizard pattern.

That heat flow is the power of the Flame Rules, but the power of the Flame Rules is not the same as the power of the ordinary Flame Rules, although the root of the power of the rules is the same, but there is a little more in the power of the Flame Rules.

Abel couldn't tell what it was, but it should be the substance that the Wisdom Fruit could contain the power of rules.

This substance made the power of the Flame Rule extremely peaceful, just like the neutralizing material when he was refining potions, turning the power of the Flame Rules that he could not absorb into the power of the Flame Rules that could be absorbed by him.

This is just one of them, in addition, the cold energy is the power of the freezing rules, and the energy that makes him feel slightly numb is the power of the lightning rules.

Abel's three twenty-first-level wizard patterns were like being extremely hungry, greedily absorbing the power of three strange rules, and the power of the rules in the wizard pattern was rapidly increasing.

This absorption almost saved him half a year of cultivation time in the dark world, and with ten more wisdom fruits, he could be promoted to a twenty-second level rule wizard.

He also wanted to continue to eat another Wisdom Fruit, but he felt that his body could no longer absorb the Wisdom Fruit, and if he wanted to absorb it again, he would have to wait at least ten days.

Of course, this feeling is thanks to his divine ability in Roger's camp, otherwise he would only have wasted a wisdom fruit, and he would only know the result after he learned a lesson.

Abel's eyes froze, this wisdom fruit needs ten days to eat one, that is to say, the correct way to pick the wisdom fruit is to pick one every ten days, otherwise it will be wasted.

Luckily, he has a personal storage box, and the time in it is stationary, otherwise he would have wasted it.

Time passed day by day, and Abel consumed a wisdom fruit every day in the time of the Central Continent, making the power of rules in his body more and more.

Ten days later, he sat cross-legged on a futon in the square of Rog's camp, surrounded by a large magic gathering array.

The magic had already condensed into droplets in the air, and it could be said that it was impossible for such a dense magical environment to occur anywhere in the Central Continent except for the Dark World.

His countenance was solemn, because today was the day he was preparing to be promoted to Twenty-two Rule Wizard.

Since his dragon druid level has been promoted to the twenty-second level, the promotion of the druid soul has led to the promotion of the main soul, it can be said that his path to becoming a twenty-second level rule wizard is completely smooth, and there will be no bottleneck for other rule wizards.

What he had to do today was to consume a Wisdom Fruit, complete the accumulation of the last bit of rule power, and reach the full state of mana and rule power of a twenty-first level rule wizard.

"Twenty-two rules wizard, I'm here!" he muttered to himself, and a glowing golden wisdom fruit appeared in his hand.

He put the Wisdom Fruit in his mouth, and as his teeth bit open the skin of the Wisdom Fruit, he felt the influx of rule power just fill his three twenty-first level wizard patterns.

When he reached the twenty-first level rule wizard full state, his aura automatically sublimated, and the three twenty-level wizard patterns turned into the purest strange energy, this energy contained the power of the rules he had accumulated and his spiritual power, and at this time, the two melted together and turned into another strange substance.

All he needed to do was to draw this substance into a twenty-second level wizard pattern again, which was why the aura of each level of rule wizards had increased significantly, because their wizard patterns were already mixed with the power of rules.

Unlike those regular wizards, he needed to draw three twenty-two level wizard patterns at once, but for him who had been promoted in Rog's camp, both the ability of the gods and his previous experience in drawing patterns would allow him to do this job with ease.

His spiritual power turned into three rune pens, and the three clusters of energy integrated by the power of rules and spiritual power became rune ink, drawing three twenty-two level wizard patterns in his soul.

When the last wizard pattern was successfully drawn, his main soul became more solidified, and he felt a change in his aura.

In the past, he could only release the breath of the twenty-second dragon druid through the soul of the druid, but now he can directly use the main soul to release the breath of the twenty-second level rule wizard. 2k reading web