As time passed, the sky was already dark, and the moon projected by several gods had risen high into the sky, sprinkling the bright moonlight on the earth.

Thousands of spell models were formed, and then cracked.

Leonlido's stomach roared, he was hungry.

Fortunately, Yanni had already noticed that some food and drink had been sent for Leonlido to eat, but Leonlido was like chewing white wax, and with such an adult here, he would not be at ease even if he ate.

There was nothing to do all night, early in the morning, and finally the first second-level natural spell model was successfully born, so to speak, although this second-level natural spell came from the natural spell provided by Leonlido, but it was a little different from the original second-level natural spell, to be precise, it was more reasonable than the original second-level natural spell, and the power was also increased by two percent.

If this news spreads, it will simply shock the jaws of those natural ** masters, in the history of tens of thousands of years of magic development, most of the magic has been modified by magicians to the point that there is almost no room for modification.

If you want to improve the power of magic, you can only start from the aspect of mental power, that is, the stronger the spiritual power, the greater the power of the spell, but in the same person, if the spiritual power is not improved, it is impossible to increase the power of the spell.

The second-level natural spell model was born at a rate of one per day, and after the seventeen second-level natural spell models were born, Yang Chenyu let the World Tree start the deduction of the third-level spell model.

The deduction process of the third-level spell model takes several times longer than that of the second-level spell model.

During this time, Leonlido was called out by Yanni several times. Most of them are to study some crop pests and diseases, after all, for natural magicians, these are all within their professional scope.

Time kept passing, and finally after a seventh-level natural spell model was deduced. The things contained in the trace of the Great Dao that Yang Chenyu had mastered were exhausted, and the power of the incense in the spirit pool was also exhausted.

One seventh, three sixth, five fifth, eight fourth, eleven third, seventeen second, twenty-one first. This is all the natural spell models that Yang Chenyu has performed this time, and he originally wanted to use that zero-level spark technique to deduce a few fire spells, but there was no way.

The time consumed during this period has been more than five years, and Yang Chenyu couldn't help but sigh lightly. It's really an endless number of years of cultivation, no wonder those ancient qi refiners have been in retreat for decades, hundreds of years, and these many things really consume time.

Opening his eyes, Yang Chenyu thought for a while. He experimented in the parlor, and after a while, Leonlido returned to the parlor.

Leonlido had become accustomed to going back to the parlor. I don't know when the adult came to his senses.

But as soon as he returned to the living room, Leon's eyes were about to fall out. The adult's eyes were open, and his body didn't move at all. But there was a strange atmosphere in the whole living room.

The vine fruit pot used to hold the fruit actually gave birth to young shoots and gorgeous flowers at this time, and a fruit burst open, and a seedling grew from it, and in less than a hundred breaths, the seedling grew into a big tree, and countless roots spread down the dining table and penetrated into the cracks of the stone slabs on the ground.

That wasn't the end of it, and suddenly the branches and leaves of the tree shook, and the roots pulled out of the cracks in the stone slabs.

This, this, this, this is the Treant!!?

Leonlido suddenly felt that the three views were subverted, didn't Pastor Yanni say that this adult was an apostle of the God of Quicksand, how could there be such a high-level natural spell, this is at least a seventh-level natural spell.

By the way, God is omnipotent, so the apostles of God are probably almost omnipotent.

Yang Chenyu didn't expect that the release of a few natural spells would make this Leonlido suddenly change from a true believer to a devout believer, and transform in the direction of a fanatical believer.

After driving the tree spirit to smash the living room into a mess, Yang Chenyu lifted the spell effect, and the tree spirit withered immediately, and it seemed that the vitality dissipated in an instant.

Dryads are also a powerful species in this world, and a group of dryads gathered in the woods can even overturn a dragon, so this dryad spirits ignited by seventh-level natural spells only have a short life.

If you want to turn a permanent tree spirit into a permanent, it should be within the range of the eighth-level natural spell.

The reason why Yang Chenyu deduced this natural spell system was mainly to replace some things from the end of the world, such as chemical fertilizers, high-yield seeds, and so on.

After all, these things can also be replaced by natural spells, so that if these things are removed, the people in the castle will go hungry.

"Come here. Yang Chenyu found that this Leonlido had suddenly turned into a devout disciple, and he immediately made up his mind in his heart.

These natural spells are always going to be spread, and this Leonlido is a good candidate.

Hearing Yang Chenyu's words, Leonlido hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, waiting for the order with some anxiety in his heart, although he was a magician, his strength was low, and he didn't know what this adult would do to him.

"God sees your devotion to the god of quicksand, and He will give it to you. ”

As soon as Yang Chenyu's words fell, a golden light fell, covering Leonlido's whole body, Leonlido only felt a burst of sleepiness, and then fell into a sweet dream.

When Leonlido woke up, the stench was incomparable, and the black sweat on his body was almost condensed into a hard shell, and at this time, the two mercenaries who had been waiting for a long time rushed up and dragged him into the bath to wash it well.

The dirt that had been brushed off Leonlido's body had stained the bath water black, and both mercenaries were sweating profusely and nauseous.

At this time, Leonlido was already in shock, and completely forgot to resist.

He could sense his mental power skyrocketing, and in his mind were models of dozens of natural spells engraved in his mind, ranging from level one to level seven.

Is this the gift of the god of quicksand? In the blink of an eye, he turned from a junior mage who knew a few first-level natural spells to a ** master who was proficient in seventh-level spells, an intermediate mage who mastered two third-level spells, a senior mage who mastered two fifth-level spells, and a ** master was a kind of glory, at least one high-level mage who mastered a seventh-level spell was qualified to be called a ** master, and a master of two seventh-level spells was called a magic master. (To be continued)

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