readx;? The old dean left, leaving Hult alone in the cold wind, the biting cold wind, even through the magic shield, almost freezing people, in such an environment to take off the magic equipment to exercise, Hult is undoubtedly a little hesitant. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"From the perspective of cultivation, the cultivation of the body refining magic array is actually more like the cultivation of a martial artist, injury is the best tempering of the body, continuous tempering, the magic array will continue to improve, only by truly pushing the magic array to the extreme, can it be easier to break through......" However, remembering Lantell's words when he talked about the situation after his injury yesterday, Holt's eyes suddenly had a firmness.

"If you want to make a breakthrough, how can you not endure hardship, isn't it just a little physical pain?" Hult gritted his teeth suddenly, and suddenly dispersed the magic shield, the biting cold, almost froze his hands and feet, but he still didn't mean to stop, he untied his magic robe with great difficulty, and put away his magic robe.

The biting cold wind was not only a cold current, but also cut the skin like a knife, and the sharp pain made him grin in pain, and he tried his best to endure the intense pain, as well as the biting cold, allowing the cold wind to cut his body.

Although the clothes he wore were made of special fabric, which was very tough, but under the cold wind, they cracked one after another, and gradually turned into strips of cloth blown by the wind, and in the cold wind, they were shredded again, and then chopped, until they completely turned into some dust.

The clothes completely left the body, and there was no longer a strand on Hult's body, and instead there were traces of blood, and there were more and more blood stains, more and more......

Along with the damage to his body, the magic patterns on Hult's skin produced cracks in the Dao, and Hult closed his eyes tightly, working hard to operate the magic lines, and repaired those cracks.

However, the power of the cold wind far exceeded his repair, not only did the blood marks on his body not decrease, but increased, the biting cold seemed to be gradually intensifying, his skin gradually became numb, his whole body was slightly stiff, and even his mental power seemed to be frozen. The body became more and more disobedient to its own commands, and its mental power became more and more disordered, and even the control of the magic pattern became difficult.

"He is strong by him, the breeze blows the hills, he is horizontal by him, the bright moon shines on the river, he is ruthless and he is evil, I am really angry!" Just when he felt that he was already a little difficult to support, a passage from a martial arts novel in his previous life suddenly appeared in Hult's mind, and as soon as this passage came to mind, Hult suddenly had a feeling of enlightenment.

"What's wrong with the cold wind cutting the body, cutting the skin, and the muscles, with his own body, he won't be able to kill himself for a while, and the cold doesn't need to care, it's just his ......own body that freezes" The brain hole opened, Hott suddenly gave up the repair of the magic pattern, and no longer paid attention to the cold, he completely let go of his mind, and began to merge into the wind, looking for traces of the magic array in the entire wind tunnel.

The transfer of his mind made his spiritual power seem to be liberated in an instant, and there was no longer the slightest feeling that his spiritual power was frozen, and what poured into his mind was one after another magic patterns, not complicated magic patterns, but the number was extremely terrifying, and the dense magic patterns almost occupied his mind.

Hott was immediately attracted by these magic patterns, and his mind sank into them completely, forgetting everything about the outside world......

"Hey, he actually entered a state of selflessness, he really deserves to be a little monster, no wonder it is so easy to be able to refine the body magic array so difficult to get to him......" The old dean Adrias did not leave, he was next door to pay attention to Holt's movements, and when he saw Hoth's condition, he couldn't help but sigh, such a state is actually not difficult for them, but for ordinary magicians, it is not very possible to do it at all, this state not only requires strong spiritual power, but also requires pure spiritual power.

"This little monster has entered a new state of selflessness so easily, and I don't know how long it will take, it seems that his training plan has to change...... Gotta go talk to Lantel!" Looking at Hort's state, Adrias stood up, such a state, usually not a short time, half a day is definitely not enough, so, naturally I can't go to Lantel in the afternoon.

With this in mind, Adrias got up and left the Wind Tunnel, left the Valley of the Winds, and in a flash, came to the place of Lantel.

"Why is the teacher free?" Lantel was slightly surprised when he saw Adrias.

"The training plan may have to change. Adrias didn't delay, Hot was still in the wind tunnel, although it was unlikely that an accident would happen, but he didn't dare to delay too long, if something happened during training, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

"What's wrong?" Rantle froze.

"That little monster has gone into a state of oblivion...... Adrias said with a wry smile.

"Forgetfulness...... Sure enough, it's not a normal person, so let's just come to me for a month and let him come back to me next month. "Lantel is also refreshing.

"I don't think it will take much time, when he understands the magic pattern of the No. 1 Wind Tunnel, let him come to you, the same way, this effect should be better. Adrias said.

"In that case, I'm afraid I'll spend a lot more time here. "Lantel Dao, the comprehension of the wind tunnel demon pattern, can enter the state of self-forgetfulness, the speed is by no means ordinary fast, and learning the alchemy refiner, that is considered transactional work, it needs more operations, the state of self-forgetfulness is just a little useful when contemplating, naturally it delays time more.

"As long as he can master what we teach, what does it matter how much time!" Adrias smiled, although he was a little conservative, he was by no means rigid, he was reluctant to let Hult follow Lantle, because he was afraid that Hult would be distracted too much and eventually achieve nothing, since Hult has such a terrifying talent and is fully capable of learning more knowledge, where will he stop it.

Of course, this is also a precedent with such a successful Lantel, otherwise, he probably would not have put it forward so readily, Lantel's success has undoubtedly proved that their worries are superfluous, and it also made him understand that the real demon cannot be treated as a normal person.

Huge magic patterns poured into Hult's mind, and one by one the magic patterns were understood, mastered, fused, and penetrated by him...... Everything seemed to come naturally, and a magnificent and complex magic array gradually integrated into his mind.

With the formation of the magic array, the surrounding cold wind gradually weakened until it completely disappeared.

"How...... There is no wind......" Hult opened his eyes, there was a strong wind elemental aura around him, but there was no wind, no cold wind, no cold.

"Because, you've already learned Wind Tunnel No. 1. The old dean, Adrias, had already come behind him and whispered.

"What does the teacher mean is that this wind tunnel was built for the Demon Array Master's Magic Array Enlightenment?"

"It's not this cave, the design of the magic array in the entire Valley of the Wind is designed for the purpose of understanding the magic array, and training magic knights is just incidental. Adrias smiled.

"Oh...... Ah, how long have I been here......" Hult suddenly remembered that he was going to Mr. Lantel.

"It's been more than three days, and I've already told Lantel, you adjust for three days, go to him in three days. Do this for the rest of the year, adjusting the time according to your learning situation. Adrias said with a smile, although Hult has mastered the magic array of the No. 1 Wind Tunnel, it also takes time to consolidate, and it also needs time to integrate other knowledge, only in this way can he really learn solidly.

"Thank you, teacher. Hult said gratefully.

Adrias took Hort out of the Valley of the Wind and returned to the Magic Academy.

"Lord Hult, what's wrong with you......" Seeing Hult, Wei'er was suddenly startled, Hult's body was densely covered with blood stains.

After comprehending the magic array of the Cold Wind Cave, he was no longer disturbed by the cold wind, but the blood marks left before could not disappear.

"It's okay, it's left over from the exercise, it's fine for a few days, do you have anything to eat?" Hult left all the food at home, there was nothing to eat on him, he hadn't eaten for more than three days, and his stomach was already hungry.

"I boiled animal milk...... And snacks!" Vile quickly ran into the kitchen, quickly bringing out a large glass of milk and a large plate of snacks.

"Wei'er, has anyone come to trouble you these days?" Hult asked with concern, since Wei'er was left, he naturally had to worry about Wei'er's safety.

"Someone came to me and said that there was a teacher who wanted to buy my house, and the fat brother stopped me, and he said that those people bought my house just to force me out. Vale whispered.

"Well, if you don't have a house, you won't be eligible to live in the academy. Huo Ting nodded.

"But......" Wei'er hesitated slightly.

"But what's not to say to me?" said Hult with a smile.

"I ...... My dad owes Aunt Anne a lot of money...... "Wei'er lowered her head, she was really embarrassed to speak, but she had to speak, because the money was borrowed with the house as collateral, and once she couldn't pay it back, the house would still be taken away, and once she lost her house......

She didn't dare to think about the consequences of losing her home.

"Oh, how much?" asked Hult.

"Lots of ......"

"How much is a lot?" said Hult.

"More than 10,000 ......" Wei'er lowered her head, very embarrassed.

"I'll say as much as I want, it's only more than 10,000, and you will return the money to them later......" Hult casually took out two magic gold coins.

"Can't let her go alone......" the fat man appeared in the doorway. (To be continued.) )