Walking back and forth in the cave, Roy pondered with his head down.

The words energy, magic core, magic power, and fighting spirit kept jumping in my mind. It's like the password of a combination lock, as long as the arrangement is completed, it may be able to open an unknown door!

What's going on?

Roy sat down on the edge of the cliff and gazed at the fiery river of lava, watching the fire rise from time to time, tumbling up and down like a dragon.

Flame is the energy of heaven and earth, sunlight is energy, wind, rain, earth, plants, mountains and rivers, all of them are releasing energy. These energies are converted into magic power when they meditate, but they are converted into source power when the knights are cultivating their fighting energy.

If the energy of heaven and earth is the same, then why are there two completely different powers, magic and fighting energy?

Is it because the way of cultivation is different?

If that's the case, how did those demonic beasts with low intelligence who couldn't read big characters, let alone understand any cultivation methods, naturally distinguish between magic power and fighting spirit?

You know, the energy they absorb is the same as the energy contained in the demon core in their bodies.

Also, why can some people become Magic Awakeners and cultivate Fighting Qi at the same time, but others cannot? Similarly, why can some Warcraft have both Demon-like and Martial Skills, while others cannot?

Is talent at work?

What was destroyed by the saliva of the poisonous dragon was the meridian of cultivating Dou Qi, or was it the kind of Dou Qi talent that could not be seen or touched?

If so, what exactly is talent?

If so, what role do the meridians play in it?

All kinds of questions, like a huge whirlpool, kept swirling in Roy's mind, twisting everything together. In the end, his head hurt all the time thinking about it, and Roy didn't figure it out.

Putting the magic core in his hand into the ring, Roy looked at the lava river that had flowed in front of him for an unknown number of years, and sighed with his chin in his hands. After all, he has only been in contact with the cultivation method for a short time, not to mention his fighting spirit, and even magic is a beginner. Without profound theoretical and practical accumulation, it is impossible to solve this difficult problem after all.

Roy wasn't discouraged, though. In the past, he was just a child who was locked out of the door, his eyes were black, and he didn't know anything except that he knew he was unlucky.

And now, that line of thought at least gave him hope.

Anyway, the demon core is in his body, and the secret will be solved sooner or later, and it may not be long before he can find the answer!

What I lack now is experience and knowledge. Only by constantly improving our strength and constantly advancing on the path of cultivation can we stand taller, see farther, and grasp more keys to open this unknown door!

Thinking of this, Roy really calmed down. After checking the magic in his body with internal vision, he decided to attack the five hundred magic mark.

There are two ways to increase your mana.

One is meditation, while the other is to drain the mana and allow the body to regain its magic in the instincts.

"Magic can't be wasted. Like a miser, Roy took the verdict out and frantically poured magic into it. Since you can't cast magic, infusing magic into the rulings is killing two birds with one stone!

The magic power of four hundred and eighty magic codes, along with Roy's spiritual power, surged towards the ruling. And the ruling was quick to respond.

Feeling the pleasure of the ruling, an interesting thought suddenly appeared in Roy's mind, and he couldn't help but laugh.

Fuck, the big man, I look like this, haven't I become a full-time daddy? There is a dog, a flower elf, and the care of this mysterious axe. Moreover, these three guys don't have a fuel-efficient lamp, some eat dragon eggs, some sleep naked in their arms, and some want to absorb magic.

It's an unfortunate day!

Infusing all the magic into the ruling, Roy didn't have time to put the ruling away and immediately began to meditate.

Perception, centered on the body, spreads out to the surroundings.

On the hard rocky floor of the cave is a thin layer of soil that is so barren that not even grass grows, on the high cliffs, several lava earthworms are writhing their bodies like sections of flames, devouring the black soil in the cracks of the stone, and below, a few highly poisonous red-veined mushrooms. This bright red mushroom is like a guardian guarding the lava river. As long as there is lava, there is their deposit. ,

Then, there is the lava river full of violence and fire.

The red magma gushed out from the depths of the earth, constantly pushing the magma in front of it, slowly tumbling, slowly flowing. It looks like a big river with rough waves, slowed down countless times.

As the magma flows, it releases some bubbles from time to time, or burns impurities, making one popping sound after another. And with the sound of popping and the flow of air, the fire dragons kept tumbling on the magma, rising and sinking suddenly.

As his perception expanded, Roy began to meditate on breathing.

With one breath, the energy of heaven and earth ripples slightly

Two breaths, the water rolls, and the undercurrent surges

Three breaths, splashes, waves

After ten breaths, the energy of heaven and earth once again hit like a frenzy in a tornado, instantly drowning Roy. Moreover, the energy frenzy that struck this time was far more violent and fiery than in the cave outside before. The endless fire elementals in the lava river are the main force of this energy frenzy, and their existence makes the tide turn red.

Roy was unmoved.

Come on, all of them. How many come as many as they want. The big man doesn't believe it, other people's magicians meditate as casually as eating and sleeping, and Lao Tzu can't hold on!

In the midst of the stormy waves, Roy was like a tenacious reef, crushing the rising waves, driving the magic to constantly swim against the tide of energy.

Malt woke up, and so did Oliver.

As if sensing that invisible terrifying energy, Malt clutched the collar of Roy's shirt tightly, looking nervous, while Oliver whirled anxiously back and forth.

However, no one dared to disturb Roy.

One man and one dog could only look at Roy's pained face, which became red as he breathed, and watched the sweat the size of beans come out of his forehead and then drip like raindrops.

It's hot, it's painful! that's how Roy felt at the moment.

He felt as if he had been thrown into a furnace, his body washed over by the tide of fire.

Every cell on the body, every pore, seems to be on fire.

But the storm is still intensifying. Bigger and more ferocious waves rushed in waves, and the reef, which could have been able to take a breather after breaking a wave of waves, was now completely submerged by the dense waves. All you can feel is the stronger and stronger impact, as if endless!

Thirty breaths!

Roy held on desperately. He didn't continue to count, because he didn't have the energy to count, and he didn't dare to always remind himself how many times he had left.

Fuck, take it once!

Roy clung to his mind and watched his magic grow stronger with every step he took in the overwhelming frenzy.

However, the energy of the frenzy seemed to be attracted by something, and it grew like crazy. One wave in front of it may be only twenty meters high, and the wave behind it is thirty meters, forty meters, and even farther away, there are even more terrifying waves brewing.

Time passes minute by minute.

Roy didn't know if he had lasted forty or fifty. Just as his body had begun to tremble slightly, it seemed that suddenly, a huge whirlpool appeared beside him.

Storm, diverted!

As soon as the giant wave swooped over, it was absorbed by the whirlpool, and the rest washed over Roy's body, merging into his wildly spinning magic core, and boiling his magic power.

What is it?

Roy looked at the vortex that suddenly appeared beside him, and felt like a comrade fighting side by side.

Moreover, this comrade-in-arms is still very tough. The frenzy of heaven and earth energy, no matter how high the wave is, will be swallowed up by it silently. While devouring, it also released a joyful feeling, and constantly shouted to the heavens and the earth, and the arrogance was very arrogant. As if to provoke the opponent and make the opponent attack more violently.

"Who are you?" Roy's mental power stood in the storm and touched the whirlpool.

As if sensing Roy's inquiry, the whirlpool jerked, sucking a trace of Roy's spiritual power into it.

Night, Demon Moon.

High on the hill, a dwarven warrior, among thousands of demons, wielded a battle axe in his hand.

Verdict!