Chapter 129: Eve
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A month is fleeting.
Cynthia followed Rodin's ascetic meditation method every day, and the progress was extremely impressive. According to his calculations, it only takes about a year for the super qualification to officially advance to the wizard, and then he will be able to master the most basic witchcraft, and the girl is full of expectations for this, and she is full of enthusiasm every day.
The two often stick together after dinner and enjoy this sweet and fulfilling day.
Rodin has also made significant progress in the blending of sword oil, and he has been able to independently blend the thirty kinds of sword oil recorded by the Flint Tribe, but because of his technique, the effect is not less than that of Lexa.
Unfortunately, progress in harnessing the power of the ancestral dragon was still very slow, and the effect of this month's penance was so minimal that it was almost impossible to feel progress.
The control time hovered for about eight minutes without moving, and the power of the bloodline was in a bottleneck, and only a few simple geometries could be pinched, and the more complex ones were also not like the four.
It is worth mentioning some of his discoveries in swordsmanship.
As he thought, after Andrei's soul was destroyed, there should have been some remnants in his spiritual sea.
Whenever he practiced swordsmanship to the point of forgetfulness, that unfamiliar set of swordsmanship would naturally unfold and quickly reach an astonishing level of proficiency, as if he had been practicing it for decades.
After more than ten days of experiments, he basically memorized this set of swordsmanship, and he could already perform it under normal circumstances.
This is a two-handed sword dance similar to the style of slashing swordsmanship, majestic, calm and heavy, the sword moves are mostly splitting, stabbing, and flirting, and the moves are not complicated, but they are concise and straightforward.
This is in line with the Black Sun swordsmanship that Andre used to deal with him at the beginning, and there is a charm that responds to all changes with the same.
What is different from ordinary swordsmanship is that when this set of Black Sun swordsmanship is performed, the power of the bloodline in Rodin's body will spontaneously run throughout his body. With the change of sword style, the power of the ancestral dragon rushed between different parts, forming a rigorous and complete set of operation methods, which can almost be called swordsmanship, not swordsmanship.
With the blessing of the power of the bloodline, the most intuitive swordsmanship power did not increase much.
However, the power of the ancestral dragon is arranged in a peculiar way, forming a layer of fluctuating shell on top of the blade, which is different from ordinary additional effects, this layer of fluctuating shell does not need to be deliberately maintained by the mind, but is spontaneously formed with the use of swordsmanship.
And it can not only effectively unload the opponent's long sword, the various effects of additional force, with the handover of the blade, it will radiate the power of the ancestral dragon to the opponent, and drill into its body little by little, accumulating a lot, producing huge destructive power.
It turns out that Black Sun swordsmanship is not just as upright as it looks, but also has a sinister side, which can complement each other.
It is no wonder that Rodin and AndrΓ© fought that day, and the more they fought, the more difficult it became, but they didn't know that the opponent was slowly destroying his living force.
"This is just the most basic Black Sun swordsmanship. β
Compared with the swordsmanship of Chopping Lan, it is simply a firefly to Haoyue, and Rodin made a choice very easily.
His daily practice of swordsmanship routines was naturally replaced by Black Sun swordsmanship.
Since there are basic swordsmanship in memory, why didn't the advanced swordsmanship and secret sword leave the slightest trace?
He thought of William's description that advanced swordsmanship corresponds to the power of the bloodline, or requires certain qualities such as flexibility, strength, and reaction, and even requires certain special potions to cooperate with each other.
When Andre used his advanced swordsmanship Black Flame Fluctuations, he showed the power of cyan blood.
"Maybe I'm not up to the mark, or maybe a certain quality isn't up to par. β
Having an extra set of Black Sun swordsmanship was already a bonus, and he didn't ask for more.
Although Rodin didn't dare to reveal Cynthia's wizarding qualifications to anyone, his own situation did not need to be kept secret, so he personally consulted Chief Baruch, a star-level wizard, and confided in him what had happened to Andre in the first place. Hearing Rodin's suicidal behavior, he stroked his beard, which looked like a steel needle, and looked quite distressed.
"It stands to reason that if you rashly introduce a large number of elemental particles into the spiritual sea, even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will be a fool if you don't become crazy. "But your situation is very strange, and for a while, I can't say why, if you want, how about you let your own hands investigate?"
As he spoke, his eyes lit up like a predatory cheetah, which made Rodin's heart tremble.
"Well, please allow me to go back and think about it. β
Wizards, sure enough, most of them are research maniacs. He had to think about it, so he put the matter on hold.
The four members of the Wind Brigade also temporarily found a place to live in the Flint Tribe, and practiced hard every day, but did not choose to join the tribe. They dislike the Elden nobles, and the slaughter of Elden soldiers is considered to be completely irreversible, but they still identify with the commoners of the Empire, and they may settle in other city-states of the Sith Empire in the future.
Rodin also considered handing over the Black Sun Sword Technique to them, but out of some selfishness, he did not implement it.
In addition, although the tribe said that it would borrow the power of his sealing armor to deal with the spatial rift, this period of time has been calm, and it is the beginning of the year, in the period of poor rift activity, the demon hunting team is relatively idle, not to mention that Cynthia does not want him to take risks.
But he learned that it was still about two years before the Celestial Sphere Convergence Heterotopic Plane invaded the Imperial Grace in a big way.
At the end of the year, the three empires will begin the final arrangement of defensive measures.
He had seen the corresponding description in the Longyuan Law, and understood that the intersection of the heavenly spheres was a more harmful event than the spatial rift, which would happen once every ten years, and the three empires would have to spend about two years to recover their national strength after the war.
Based on the experience of more than 200 events that have occurred over the past 2,000 years, there will be more than ten heteroplanes.
Among them, the most notorious planes include the Demon Abyss, the Spirit Realm, the Shadow World, the Azure Plane, and the Hunter Continent.
Rodin remembered the demon of arrogance vividly, and the thought of the big hand that crushed his bones tickled all over his body.
The noble steppe is a rift-prone area, with weak spatial barriers, and it is also a hard-hit area where the celestial spheres meet, although there will be a large army of the Sith Empire to support at that time, but the tribesmen still suffer heavy casualties every time.
He didn't dare tell Cynthia about that.
Not to mention this heavy event, the tribal people are in good spirits during this time, and their smiling faces are like flowers. At the same time, the herdsmen who have been away all the year round have begun to return, the farmers have temporarily put down their farm work and are happy to be idle, and the tribe is becoming more and more lively.
Everywhere you can see the lights on the outside of the felt bag, the camp is filled with a joyful atmosphere, and even the Lexar, which has always been meticulous in color, is in good spirits, as if it is dozens of years younger.
He later learned from Isabella that the annual Noble Prairie Grass Festival was coming.
In the face of various disasters such as rifts and the confluence of the celestial spheres, the children of the grassland have long learned to make fun in suffering, and the annual grass festival is the best place for them to heal, where the emotions of the loss of relatives and the destruction of their homes will be soothed.
Families are reunited, and compatriots participate in the grand event.
"The festival lasts for five days and features a variety of events. β
Isabella couldn't help but smile when she mentioned this, and her face was full of energy,
"For example, bonfires, tribal galas, horse races, horse taming competitions, Lalang gatherings, martial arts competitions, ,......"
Cynthia listened, her eyes widened more and more, and her white jade face behind the veil was dull.
She had never experienced such a grand event, and she couldn't help but look forward to it.
Rodin hugged her and smiled softly: "Sounds very funny, my dear, we must not miss it when the time comes!"
Isabella felt a little inexplicably sad when she saw the clasped hands of the two, but no one could see it under the veil.
She forced a smile and pretended to be excited to introduce the recommendation: "When you see the Grass Festival, you can truly become a tribesman." β
"When the time comes, I'm sure you'll be amazed. β
Teng Rijing, who had been following them, flickered into obvious memories when his eyes flickered when he heard this, and his translucent body fluttered in the wind, looming.
"Sister Isa, what competitions do you think the two of us can participate in?"
The girl tilted her head and asked softly,
"Lalangji, you must go, it's a paradise for lovers. β
"Rodin can go to the martial arts tournament, and the top 10 have very big prizes. β
"The bonfire is not to be missed. β
......
Isabella was like a treasure, and the eyes of the two of them lit up.
Rodin used to be a single otaku, and he rarely participated in such lively gatherings, but now that he is accompanied by a girl, he wishes to go through them all, after all, he has been practicing penance for so long, and he should occasionally relax and relax.
"There are still two days left before the opening of the Grass Festival, and now is the time to buy traditional tribal clothes, look at how beautiful Sister Cynthia's dress is, you should also hurry up and change your outfit, in that case, it will be even more right!"
Rodin smiled bitterly, since entering the tribe, he had been wearing the customary close-fitting brown leather armor, and did not change into the heavy robes that tribesmen often cared for, because it always felt a little restricted.
But this time there was no escape, and the girl's mind suddenly became lively, and she pulled him back home, and insisted that he change his clothes.
After a few moments, he was transformed into a gray and white coat, with a black two-finger-wide belt around his waist and a few scarlet ornaments around his neck.
There is a hint of nobility in the roughness, coupled with his delicate face and the flowing ponytail raised high behind his head, there is a hint of wonderful temperament like a chemical reaction.
The girl is tied with a pair of small double maidens, and she is dressed in a golden jade cicada tulle that follows the local customs, showing exquisite curves, especially the slender waist that can be held. Under the hazy veil, the lips of the pear vortex cherry blossoms loomed, revealing a little sexiness in the well-behaved.
At this moment, her starry eyes looked at each other with affection, and the two looked at each other and smiled, with an indescribable tacit understanding.
Sermara hugged little Ryan and smiled kindly, "Young Master Rodin and Miss Cynthia, you two are really a natural pair. β