As he kept running, Chen Shu began to adapt to running, the charred skin on his body was growing back, and his severed right arm was growing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoMaybe that's the power of the power of wood.

With his guilt, Chen Shu has accepted the fate of being hunted down for a long time in the future, the question is how to successfully counterattack?

There is only one conclusion: to become stronger.

As for how to become stronger, and how strong he needs to become, he has no idea.

Chen Shu ran in the forest like this, and he didn't know how far he had run, until ten minutes of dawn, when the sun shone on him through the gaps in the leaves, and he was finally exhausted.

Found a tree hole and covered himself tightly with fallen leaves, where Chen Shu planned to rest. Thinking about the three-day appointment with the ghost car, he didn't want to go too far from Tingfeng Town.

This sleep was not sound, and the slightest wind and grass would wake him up.

Not only the wind and grass, but even the footsteps of ants crawling can wake Chen Shu. Looking at the ants crawling in front of him, he suddenly realized that it was not too nervous, but that his senses were more sensitive than ever.

As long as he calms down, he can experience everything around him, which is a wonderful feeling, as if he has become one with the environment, becoming a speck of dust, a fallen leaf, a glimmer of light.

For mages, this superhuman perception is called divine consciousness, and the higher the talent of the mage, the more sensitive the divine sense.

Chen Shu's divine sense, which can even perceive the footsteps of ants, is naturally quite sensitive.

Chen Shu closed his eyes and quietly felt the changes around him, and soon, he noticed that a behemoth was approaching, and this behemoth was coming straight towards Chen Shu, obviously, it did not intend to hide itself.

A black panther, the size of the black panther is at least 3 times larger than the leopard Chen Shu has seen in the zoo, and it is very powerful.

The panther apparently found Chen Shu in the pile of fallen leaves, and Chen Shu could only pray silently: "Dude, you won't go out without breakfast, right?"

"Follow me to the Prophet. ”

Black Panther, unexpectedly, kneeled!

It sat down with its hind legs bent, then its front paws prostrate as well.

"Huh?" Chen Shu's jaw fell to the ground, and he subconsciously knelt down. A man and a beast exchanged friendly and affectionate salutes.

The panther explained, "I'm here to save you, follow me to the Prophet, who will teach you how to practice spells. ”

"What are you talking to me?" asked Chen Shu, pointing to himself.

The panther nodded.

"Haha, save me, you come to save me?" Chen Shu got up and looked into the eyes of the black panther, "I slept well, I don't need anyone to save me." ”

A fierce glint flashed in the panther's eyes, "Do you know how many mages are looking for you?The slaughter of Listening Wind Town is just the beginning, and without the help of the Prophet, you won't live for more than three days." ”

"So you also know about the massacre in Wind Town last night?" Chen Shu raised an eyebrow, "So, where were you who claimed to have come to save me when I was almost killed?"

The panther opened his mouth, and Chen Shu interrupted him and continued: "Go back and tell that prophet, there are too many people who want to kill me, and for me, now is not the time to make friends. ”

"You have to come with me. The panther got up, hunched his back, and assumed an attacking stance.

A man and a beast were silent for a while, and Chen Shu suddenly asked, "That prophet is very powerful?"

"Seventh-order peak cultivation, except for a very small number of eighth-order cultivation mages and divine beasts, no one is her opponent. ”

There was silence again, Chen Shu rubbed the feather hidden in the palm of his hand, not knowing what he was worried about.

"Okay, I'll go with you. ”

Riding on the back of the black panther, the whirring wind poured straight into Chen Shu's eyes and ears, which was more exciting than riding a roller coaster.

After walking for a day and a night, he arrived at the edge of the hinterland of Changfeng Forest, standing on a hillside, looking at the endless green vegetation, Chen Shu couldn't help but sigh: "There is no such big forest on the earth. ”

After another day's travel, at midnight Chen Shu saw a special tree.

It grows on a small island in the middle of a circular waterhole, the water surface is undulating, like a mirror, it looks mysterious, and the surrounding trees have made room for it to grow.

The tree is not tall, there is no shade above, it can fully enjoy the sun, the canopy is large, each leaf glows slightly light green, and there is a small tree house in the canopy, which is rustic and mysterious.

"You're here. ”

The old voice sounded, and the gray-haired old woman pushed open the door of the tree house and walked out.

"Go, she's a prophet. The panther reminded and gently retreated into the shadows of the trees.

"The water is so cold. Chen Shu carefully flowed across the inlet and came to the island in the center of the inlet.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the Prophet spoke first, "You are the inheritor chosen by the power of wood?"

"Probably. ”

"Young man, it seems that you still don't understand the power of wood. ”

"I'd rather find out your intentions first, why did you come to me?"

The Prophet laughed, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in the power of wood, and besides, the power of wood chose you, and this is not something that can be changed by external forces." ”

"Then what are you interested in? It can't be me, right?" Chen Shu waved his hand and smiled: "It's not that you're bad, but the age gap between the two of us is a bit big, and there is a generation gap, which is not suitable." ”

The prophet was not annoyed, but still smiled and said, "You just want me to be an old lady who doesn't want to be violent and a little nosy, I want to help you avoid the pursuit, and by the way, I will give you some spiritual teachings." ”

If Chen Shu was given the choice, he would be more willing to deal with the stupid bird of the ghost car.

Seeing Chen Shu's hesitant expression, the Prophet admitted, "Okay, when your cultivation reaches a certain level, I hope you can help me kill someone." ”

"Deal. Chen Shu likes such a clean deal, he doesn't like to be taken advantage of, and he doesn't want to owe favors.

The Prophet nodded in satisfaction and began to introduce Chen Shu to the basic principles of spell practice.

"The power of wood in your body is the origin power of grass and trees, one of the purest and most powerful forces in the universe, with the power of wood, it is equivalent to having the peak of the eighth order of wood spell cultivation ......"

"Eighth Order...... Peak ......" Chen Shu didn't know anything about spell cultivation, so he had to ask, "How many steps are there?"

"Spells are divided into five systems: water, fire, wood, wind, and thunder, no matter which system of spells, they are all divided into nine levels, and each level is divided into three small realms: entry, mastery, and peak, from the first order to the ninth order, each level is raised, and the comprehension and manipulation of spells are deeper. When it reaches the ninth order, it can even transcend all things, and it is a god-like existence, but unfortunately, since the prosperity of the Middle Ages, tens of thousands of years, there has never been a ninth-order immortal in the Demon Continent. ”

"There is no ninth-order, the eighth-order peak is at full level?" Chen Shu rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "Then what spells do I, the eighth-order peak master, have?"

"Passive spells heal themselves, and if you are injured, self-healing spells will automatically help you heal your injuries. No one can kill you unless you break your bones and scatter ashes, but ......" The prophet beckoned to Chen Shu, who walked along the craggy trunk to the terrace in front of the tree house, and the prophet looked around Chen Shu and said, "You have never practiced spells, and your self-healing is all played by the power of wood, and the speed is too slow. ”

"Not bad!" This is probably the only good news in the past few days, Chen Shu continued to ask: "Is there anything else besides self-healing?"

"Wood spells are mainly healing, in addition to passively healing oneself, you can also actively heal others, but this requires cultivation. ”

"Anything else?"

"It's gone. ”

Chen Shu smashed his mouth, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, "So, I'm the legendary healer? Big? Are you sure I can go out and kill people? Healer mages kill people head-on, isn't this death?!"

"You can practice with peace of mind, master the wood spells first, and I will help you find a way to learn the attack spells. ”

The Prophet returned to the treehouse, closed her eyes and chanted, and a long bright red needle gradually condensed in front of her, about 3 inches long, very sharp.

The prophet picked up the needle and asked Chen Shu, "Do you know what this is?"

Chen Shu was attracted by the light on the needle, thinking that it was some kind of treasure, and also walked into the tree house, wanting to see what was going on.

There is not much space in the treehouse, there is a small window, perhaps because it has just rained, there are two mushrooms growing on the windowsill, there is a single wooden bed that looks quite old in the depths of the treehouse, a circle of bookshelves surrounds the four walls, full of books, and the only table is also piled up with two stacks of books.

Just as Chen Shu was looking at the tree house, with a whoosh, the prophet made a hand, and the long needle had pierced Chen Shu's heart.

"You're plotting against me!" Chen Shu was furious.

"Don't worry, this reassuring needle can help you strengthen your mind and make your cultivation twice as effective with half the effort. ”