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The staff and book in front of me are the carriers used to record the two primary combat skills.

Although it was the first time to see the real thing with his own eyes, Mo Huang was no stranger to these two combat skills, and even some of them were like thunder, [Song of the Wind Spirit] is a beginner-level combat skill of wind-based magic, and [Araki Glory] is a beginner-level combat skill of Douqi, and it is the treasure of the town clan of the Elf tribe of the Araki Realm.

If Mo Huang was not reborn and came to the Flood Wilderness, these two war skills would have been confiscated by the United Nations government that entered the Flood Wilderness, and it was not until many years later that they fell into the hands of adventurers for people to practice, at that time, these two war skills were not very famous because they belonged to the war skills of the elf clan, and the cultivation difficulty was extremely high, so they were not very famous, and what really made the names of these two war skills engraved in history was the rise of the immortal powerhouse among the two human beings.

These two immortal powerhouses not only transformed these two combat skills into combat skills suitable for human cultivation, but also pushed these two combat skills to a higher level and became one of the few earthly pole combat skills in human civilization.

As the prestige of the two Earth Pole Combat Skills of [Wind Elf King's Wrath] and [Green Emperor Wood Emperor Jue] gradually spread, the original versions of the two elves of [Song of the Wind Spirit] and [Araki Glory] also began to be coveted, and Mo Huang was naturally no exception. But it's just obscenity, when the world knows that these two elf combat skills have the potential to enter the earth's pole combat skills, the price of the two combat skills will go all the way up, and in Mo Huang's era, it is best not to think about taking a look at these two combat skills without astronomical net worth.

Looking at the time, Mo Huang decided to let the two girls practice their courage a little more, so he sat down cross-legged and began to meditate, preparing to spend some time first to comprehend the [Song of the Wind Spirit] combat skill.

If you have the opportunity to practice beginner combat skills before being reborn, Mo Huang has to fast for three days, and only after burning incense and bathing to push his state to the peak will he be willing to read it, but after being reborn, all kinds of opportunities are at your fingertips, and many feelings are different.

As Mo Huang's meditation gradually got better, the book placed on his legs began to bloom with a faint blue light, and the light rose and shrank with Mo Huang's breathing, and after a while, it flew up, levitating in front of Mo Huang, and then automatically opened the book, breeze, strong wind, storm.

Sometimes flowing, sometimes blowing, sometimes violent, sometimes restless, a series of wind blades, tornadoes, wind whips, wind walls, air explosions and other small and micro phenomena are constantly generated, constantly colliding, intersecting, merging, sometimes gentle and sometimes fierce whimpering wind, like thousands of elves singing in detail.

Gradually, the restless but orderly flow of the wind began to evolve, and under the repeated collision and convergence, a little bit of blue and white light points appeared, and as soon as they appeared, these blue and white light points were like naughty elves, rolling up the wind in the sky for play, and gradually, the walls of the treasure house began to be torn apart by the wind attracted by these blue and white light points.

The meditative Mo Huangtong Guò spiritual power saw this qi clearly, but he still maintained a state of mind that the sky was not shocked, and slowly comprehended the mystery of this combat skill.

These blue and white points of light are the results of the cultivation of this magic, and thousands of wind magic are gathered in the void, and the wind element spirits are condensed out of thin air.

The true meaning of countless wind spells was demonstrated repeatedly and unabashedly, Mo Huang observed carefully, and did not dare to forget a trace of it. 1ooo

In the begod space, the tornado-like magic sequence composed of countless cyan lines was shining at this moment, and Mo Huang's mind moved, and this magic sequence that only existed in the consciousness space appeared in front of Mo Huang, forming a resonance with the wind in the sky.

This magic sequence represents all of Mo Huang's understanding of wind magic.

With a flick of his hand, this magic sequence suddenly exploded, turning into a raging wind and then stirring up in this treasure house, and the turbulent wind was no less than the wind conjured up by Qingshu for a while.

Mo Huang's actions, if placed in three hundred years later, will definitely arouse a shock, force out the magic sequence in the consciousness space and then explode into magic, there are only two situations to do this, one is to fight with people, the other is that this person is crazy, the magic sequence is the foundation of a person's magic cultivation, how can it be precious two words can speak, the magic that is usually used is just a magic sequence separated from a phantom, once the origin magic sequence is used, the light will be a big loss, and the heavy will not be able to rebuild this magic in a lifetime。

But at the moment, Mo Huang is also forced to be helpless, the elf clan is born with a very high talent for magic elements, so the magic skills they use are generally more complex, and the power is also stronger than the magic opened by other races, and this song of the wind spirit that is expensive as a beginner combat skill is even more of a leader, the fission of the wind element, the jump, and the process of convergence are more than 300 procedures that Mo Huang can see clearly, which accounts for less than one-tenth of the total process, according to this progress, if you really want to succeed in cultivation, it is impossible to do it for a year and a half, and now Mo Huang's most lacking is time, how can it be possible to slowly comprehend。

So Mo Huang could only use some tricks, after exploding the wind magic sequence, Mo Huang's spiritual power was fully mobilized, and then he slapped it on the green book with his backhand.

The pages of the Qingshu suddenly turned violently, and an extremely dazzling wind spirit was forced out, and then suddenly exploded into a storm in the sky, and after a while, it was condensed into a wind spirit again after an incomparably mysterious change, and then exploded again, and so on and so on.

Mo Huang looked overjoyed, and his magic urged him

36fnetbsp; Control the magic sequence to explode the wind in the sky and join this endless cycle of wind spirits.

This green book, the name of the book of style, in addition to being used to inherit the song of the wind spirit, is also a powerful magic book, the holder only needs to have spiritual power to urge the wind magic recorded in it, if it is used by the wind mage, there is also the magic of amplification power, and what Mo Huang is doing now is to force out the origin of the book of wind, a wind spirit condensed by the ** master of the elf clan, and then use his own magic to assimilate this wind essence to achieve the state of success.

Although the Book of Wind had no effect other than the use of inheriting the Song of the Wind Essence afterwards, Mo Huang thought that it was extremely worthwhile.

The dazzling wind spirit repeatedly lived and died in a cycle, and Mo Huang manipulated his own wind energy to gradually embed it in it, but gradually, Mo Huang noticed that something was wrong, the magic power passed faster than he imagined, and he fell under the warning line in three or two strokes, if he fell short again, not only would this wind spirit dissipate, but such a trick could no longer be used, not to mention, it completely exploded the wind magic sequence to obtain wind spell energy, and it was more likely that he would never be able to use wind magic again in the future, and the loss was unimaginable.

Mo Huang Mo Huang scolded his mother loudly in his heart, the immortal powerhouse back then also relied on this method to cultivate the Song of Wind Essence, and his strength would never be stronger than him now, why could he cultivate it unharmed.

Mo Huang, who was puzzled in every way, felt that he had missed something at this time, but it was difficult to ride a tiger and he could only fight hard.

A box full of low-grade spirit stones was released by Mo Huang, and then he grabbed a spirit stone with his spiritual power and put it in the palm of his hand to absorb it desperately.

After the warm aura was inhaled into the body, it was directly converted into magic power, relying on the help of the spirit stone Mo Huang stabilized the formation slightly, and the origin spiritual power worked at full strength in the consciousness space to give birth to magic power, and with the addition of the two, the measure of assimilating the origin of the wind essence could continue.

One, two, after a while, he sucked up five low-grade spirit stones, and seeing the gems worth the fruits of his decades of part-time work lose their aura and shatter and explode, Mo Huang's heartache could not be explained in words.

Under the ruthlessness, Mo Huang worked harder to assimilate the origin of that wind essence.

Exhaling and breathing, shrinking and expanding, after hundreds of cycles of birth and death, it was finally completely assimilated, and the wind spirit with a dazzling blue and white light was quietly suspended in front of Mo Huang.

Mo Huang hurriedly absorbed this wind essence into his body, and after entering the spiritual space, the wind essence suddenly dissociated, and then turned into countless extremely complex lines, and then formed a cyan tornado that penetrated the sky and the earth, whether it was the word-like talisman seeds, or other magic sequences shaped like heaven and earth, they were far away from this tornado at this time, and the shape was like surrender.

As soon as the tornado was completed, not only did not refuse Mo Huang's original spiritual power, but also rolled up the free spiritual power in the consciousness space and turned it into magic power, and even through Mo Huang's body, he sucked the wind spiritual energy between heaven and earth and turned it into magic power, and in an instant, Mo Huang's colorful magic power suddenly turned cyan, and the other six colors were almost invisible, and the magic power level also increased sharply by one level, stepping into level 30.

When he opened his eyes, Mo Huang's smile was a little depressed, he didn't expect that there would be such sequelae after practicing the battle skill of the Song of the Wind Spirit, the original average elemental magic power of the seven series, now almost only the wind system is dominant, and he was forced to transfer from the elemental mage to the wind system** Division, although the wind magic in exchange for a great power bonus, but the magic power of the other six systems is not as strong as before, among which the opposing earth magic is weakened to only seventy percent of the past, and it is foreseeable that with the continued training of the Song of the Wind Spirit, the power of the earth magic will gradually decline, and it is difficult to evaluate the gains and losses from this point alone.

Mo Huang flicked his hand, and a little transparent blue-white wind spirit was bounced out, and with Mo Huang's mind, it flew and soared in the air, and then with a thought, the wind spirit suddenly exploded and turned into a violent wind, and the seventeen or eighteen human-high wind blades were formed in the wind, circling around Mo Huang's side, cutting deep marks on the walls of the treasure house, seeing this power, Mo Huang suddenly felt that it was worth it.

After receiving the spell, the wind suddenly converged into the wind essence, after this use, in addition to paying a little magic power, the wind essence not only did not consume but also condensed and refined a point, the power was large, and the consumption was small, which suddenly made Mo Huang start to be proud of his choice.

After estimating the time, it had already taken three hours to cultivate the Song of Wind Essence, and Mo Huang felt that he should go to find the two girls, otherwise the two girls would be really crazy, but I was afraid that it would not be fun.

But before leaving, Mo Huang walked to the wall behind the two stone platforms and slowly groped according to his memory, and after a while, Mo Huang chuckled, because he had already touched something strange.

Obviously it is a hard and slippery stone wall, but there is a slight feeling of warmth, Mo Huang suddenly punched over, and immediately shattered this wall, revealing a small hole the size of a human head inside, a pure black body, like a dagger made of crystal placed inside, a trace of gray and black smoke swirled around the body of the sword, so that the dagger brought a sense of seclusion.

Mo Huang put the sword into the Yin Devouring Bag, and then left the treasure house without hesitation, because the last secret treasure had already fallen into his hands.

Along the way, Mo Huang did not rush through guò to cross space, but practiced the magnetic levitation he had just obtained, because after initially cultivating the battle skill of the Song of the Wind Spirit, as long as Mo Huang did not deliberately expel it, the invisible wind would surround him, such as the wind barrier, light body technique, landing without trace, floating feather technique and other basic magic of the wind system almost instinctively generated, the body became lighter, and the movements became more agile, and Mo Huang needed to adapt to these sudden changes one by one.

With the repulsive force brought by magnetic levitation, Mo Huang's figure was like a ghost along the way, and the speed of the wind was no less than the degree of crossing the space before, and it was a distance of more than 20 meters in one step, and it was extremely flexible, and the turning point was as good as expected, not to mention how cool it was.

When Mo Huang came back, he saw that although the two girls were still pretty and white, they were obviously much calmer, and the corpses in the wooden house had turned into ashes scattered around, Mo Huang was surprised:

"That's right, just like this, I even have the courage to whip the corpse, originally I wanted to let you get used to it before practicing, but I didn't expect you to do it in advance, you did it well, I'm optimistic about you. ”

The two sisters of the Xue family wanted to tell Mo Huang at this time that career plans such as becoming necromancers were not suitable for them, but no matter how Mo Huang looked at them, they didn't dare to say anything anymore, and they held each other's hands and walked towards the nearby house with courage.