Chapter Forty-Seven: Winning the Game (Part I)
The second update, it's a little late, everyone understands.
The juhua of the white crane is getting farther and farther away, everyone is chasing it!
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"My lord!" Diana next to her couldn't help but pull his clothes and call him out with a gesture as she watched Meng Han's movements.
Meng Han looked down at Diana. Diana gestured to Meng Han, "What does that gesture of middle finger extension mean?"
With a flushed face, Meng Han shook his head: "That's not a good meaning, you don't need to know." As he spoke, he remembered something, and asked Diana, "Do you understand what she said?"
Shaking her head, Diana looked sad. Meng Han patted Diana's head: "It's okay, it's normal to not understand, don't care too much." ”
As soon as his arm moved, Meng Han looked at it, but he was pulled by Demi. Meng Han's heart moved: "Demi, do you understand?"
Demi shook her head, and Meng Han didn't feel strange, but Demi gestured that she had written it all down.
"Good boy. Meng Han was very happy and praised Demi. It's just that I am very helpless in my heart: "What's the use of writing it down, I can't say it, and it won't help me much." ”
However, Meng Han didn't dare to show this emotion, the two little maids were very fragile, last time because there were two more female elves, let them cry and cry, if he said that they were useless, they would definitely cry uncontrollably. Meng Han didn't want to take this risk, and he didn't want to hurt them.
"Let's go, go back, we'll come back tomorrow!" Meng Han cheered up, greeted the two girls in his most pleasant tone, and slowly walked towards Huangsha Town.
Diana was sullen all the way, so that Meng Han didn't know why. I asked several times, but I didn't answer, and finally when I was about to go back, I expressed the reason: "Demi remembers everything, but I don't remember anything, I'm really useless." As he gestured, tears were already flowing.
"Do you also need to cry?" Meng Han was dumbfounded, he didn't expect how much of his task occupied in the minds of the two little girls, when the girls cried, no matter how much ability the lord had, it would be useless.
After coaxing for a while, Meng Han had to put all the blame on the little witch: "That little witch she didn't explain clearly at all, of course you can't remember it." It's her fault, not yours, don't cry!"
It took a long time for Diana to stop crying, but she still kept sobbing, Meng Han had to comfort: "There will be a chance to attend class tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, when the time comes, you can write it all down with your heart, isn't it?" With his little face upturned and his fists clenched, it seemed that he was going to memorize it when he listened to the little witch's lecture.
The next day, Meng Han and the two little maids reappeared in the Elven Forest again, this time, there was no difference from yesterday. Meng Han and the others arrived early, while the little witch was about half an hour late.
"The result of today's drawing of lots ......" The little witch didn't bother to say anything to Meng Han when she came up, and planned to announce it directly. For the little witch, this result was enough to make Meng Han depressed, and she didn't even need to add anything.
"Wait!" Meng Han suddenly stopped the little witch: "Instruct me to magic, at least this lot, it should be me to catch it, right?"
"Okay!" The little witch's eyes rolled, and she actually agreed to Meng Han's request for the first time, and as soon as she raised her hand, three branches appeared in her hand: "Each branch has a word engraved on it." Earth, water, air, you can choose one?"
Meng Han frowned, and carefully looked at the three small branches, one end was held in the little witch's hand, and the other end was exposed, but there was no word. Obviously, the paragraph engraved with the words was held in the hand of the little witch and could not be seen.
The exposed parts all look similar, as if they were a twig. Meng Han couldn't help but look at the little witch, looking at her smug face, Meng Han gritted his teeth, grabbed the branch in the middle, and then pulled it out.
On the branch, a clear word of qi, the little witch looked at Meng Han triumphantly, and didn't say anything, but there was a kind of ridicule in her eyes, "This is your own choice, don't blame me".
"Okay, I admit it. Qi is qi system!" Meng Han had a cold face, and without saying much, he sat on the stump opposite. Seeing that he was upset, Demi quickly turned behind him and massaged him. Diana stared at the little witch carefully, pricking up her ears, for fear of missing a word she said.
Qi magic and fire magic are different, and the main styles are very different, so when meditating and practicing, there is also a slight difference, not that you can achieve the effect of meditation by sitting in your head and not thinking about anything, just like the earth magic practiced by Meng Han and the fire magic explained yesterday, you need a special method of perceiving the magic elements.
This time it was Meng Han's own choice of magic, which made the little witch even happier when she looked at Meng Han's depressed expression. This kind of process of letting Meng Han decide on his own method was simply wonderful, and for a while, even the little witch herself forgot the discomfort that she had to agree to when she saw Meng Han talking to herself, and happily appreciated it.
Proudly, the little witch explained more perfectly, just like yesterday, just explaining meditation practice and the two most basic magic, one is a qi magic shield, and the other is also an offensive magic, magic arrow. She explained very happily, and some precautions for cultivation and liberation were explained very clearly.
Qi magic is the fastest of the four types of magic, and in terms of casting speed, it is also much faster than the other three systems. Speaking of which, Meng Han was very sad, because the slowest thing to perform was the earth magic he knew. And magic is related to one's own physique, but it can't be changed if you want to.
However, this casting speed of qi magic still gave Meng Han a little hint. This is not to say that chanting mantras should be fast, but rather a way to combine gestures with one's own mental power. If you have the right wand, you should be more efficient, more powerful, and last longer.
"Alright, that's all for today. The little witch said the end of the sentence unsatisfactorily. Even when teaching some elementary magicians in the clan, there was no such refreshing feeling. Although the elves in those clans have a high level of comprehension and can even cooperate in asking questions, it is not as good as teaching Meng Han, a guy who doesn't understand at all, to be happy.
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