Chapter 108: Painting the Ground as a Prison
Crash......
In an instant, an archaic-looking temple-like phantage appeared, an archaic, even rudimentary, phant. But it was this phantom that suddenly covered the blue ocean.
Suddenly, Lan Hai was still a little excited just now, and suddenly became peaceful, and in front of Xiao Hao and Tu Yong, he slowly sat down, touched his hand, took out a book from his body and began to read......
"Han Feizi, there is a degree of sixth. The country is impermanently strong, and impermanent is weak. If those who follow the law are strong, the country will be strong, and if those who follow the law are weak, the country will be weak......"
This...... What are you doing, teacher?
The instantaneous change stunned Tu Yong.
Of course, he was also stunned, and Xiao Hao, who used the skill of drawing the ground as a prison for the first time! This ancient character that he had an epiphany at the Goddess Peak, the beginning of Xiao Hao's slow exploration of the mysteries of ancient words, made Xiao Hao truly feel the power of a complete ancient text today!
Although there was only one Qi Luck Coin in operation, Xiao Hao felt that he could add Qi Luck to it again, and one Qi Luck Coin was enough to sustain the tea effort.
However, the luck on Lan Hai's body is also constantly and unconsciously impacting this skill, so there is a cup of tea. If there is no impact, Xiao Hao is estimated to be able to last longer! As for how long, he can only find a time to experiment.
Prison, the original meaning is to be in crisis without knowing it, and of course, there is also a happy life of sacrificial sacrifice before being slaughtered......
Now, the blue ocean is trapped by this!
In the blue ocean in it, he didn't feel the danger at all, and he forgot about the previous qiē, and sat quietly like this, even reading......
Time passed little by little, and the oil lamp next to it had already regained its calm at this time, crackling softly.
At this time, the blue ocean is simply defenseless. Of course, outsiders can't attack either, because the prison itself also has a defensive role.
The skill of "prison" can only be a defensive skill of Xiao Hao.
But this defensive skill is absolutely powerful enough!
Finally, Xiao Hao knew not to go too far, and seeing that the sound of reading was getting louder and louder, he secretly muttered, "Let's disperse." ”
After brushing it, the skill of drawing the ground for the dungeon dispersed, but the blue ocean did not react immediately.
Lan Hai looked at the book in his hand in confusion, and suddenly patted his head, remembering that he didn't want to try Xiao Hao's potential just now?
Standing up, looking at the strange expressions on Xiao Hao and Tu Yong's faces, that kind of look mixed with surprise, amusement, incredible, etc., thinking of his state just now, his face suddenly changed, "Little guy, what ability did you use just now?"
"Hey...... The ancestor is to draw the ground as a prison. Xiao Hao said, saying this skill.
After Lan Hai listened, he suddenly sighed, "Okay! good!" But then, he suddenly looked at Tu Yong.
"Eh, teacher, it's so late, we're sure Xiao Hao is okay, we should go to sleep. Tu Yong said as he stepped back.
"No, I haven't finished testing Xiao Hao yet.
Here, little one, draw a prison for your teacher. ”
"This ......" Xiao Hao looked at Tu Yong, a little hesitant, "This is my teacher......"
"Bastard boy, I'm still your ancestor!" Lan Hai laughed angrily at Xiao Hao's hesitant expression.
"Okay, okay...... Teacher, I'm sorry. Draw the ground as a dungeon!"
The phantom from just now reappeared. However, the subject became Tu Yong.
And Tu Yong, who was shrouded in the skill of drawing the ground as a prison, was much worse than the blue ocean. Soon he crouched down and began to read, and the sound of reading soon echoed through the house, and then drifted out of the house to the whole inn. This is really reading aloud!
When Lan Hai saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched! So, was he like this just now! No wonder the two guys looked like that!
The blue ocean was carefully observed. At this moment, Tu Yong has already forgotten about the qiē just now, and he is studying honestly here, and he is single-minded.
"Little guy, how long do you think your current skills will last?" The blue ocean is the blue ocean after all, and he quickly put away the little wave in his heart. I have to say that some people's open-mindedness is really not comparable to ordinary people.
"Master, I feel like it should be a moment. Almost four or five cups of tea. When I trapped the ancestor just now, I thought it should be a tea kung fu, but it was revoked by the kid in advance. ”
"Hmm. Your teacher Tu Yong barely has two tripods of luck, which is about the same as you. But because you had an epiphany, it's a lot better than your teacher. However, I am already a purple qi intermediate grade, that is, a two-foot bronze tripod of qi luck. In this way, your skill is very powerful, and it is worthy of completely restoring the power of ancient characters.
Don't say this in the future, except for the three of us, try not to say it. ”
"Yes, Master. ”
Lan Hai nodded: "Now the second test for you is the absorption of luck." How much luck did you just consume?"
"There are more than three gas coins, and no more than one-third of them are gas coins. ”
"Do you think that at your current recovery speed, how long will it take to automatically and completely recover these lucks?"
Xiao Hao closed his eyes, quietly felt the surrounding environment, and found that because he was closely connected with the surrounding thirty zhang space, he was able to strip some free luck from the surrounding thirty zhang space to replenish himself. Of course, thirty zhang is still too small, after all, a tripod of luck is a year's luck in the area of a county. But with such an ability, plus the extra speed after upgrading, as well as the ability of the purple qi master itself, Xiao Hao estimated that it would take about three or four days. That is, it can recover the energy of about one Qi Luck Coin in one day.
"One Qi Luck Coin a day, your Qi Luck will naturally recover at a speed, which is already comparable to that of the Primary Four Rank Realm. Each level has nine grades, and every third grade is a small grade, and you have crossed a small level. Yes, your current ability, if you are graded, is about A. As for the upper, middle and lower, it is impossible to specifically determine.
The talent level is divided into A, B, C, D, of which there are two levels, which can be basically ignored. In the two grades of A and B, there is a division of upper, middle and lower.
Like me, I am the qualification of B, generally speaking, if I can reach the realm of Danxin in this life, it is already very good.
A, B, C, and D represent excellent, good, pass, and fail, respectively. But for the Central Plains Holy Academy, only those with two levels, A and B, can be regarded as talents. C-level, you can only be a purple qi for the rest of your life. ”
"Oh, Master, is there a strict standard for the determination of this qualification?"
"This is not true, it is just based on everyone's evaluation at the time, it is not accurate, and sometimes it misses the genius. But it's almost the same, after all, after so many years of experience, there are few mistakes. ”
Oh...... Xiao Hao nodded. This is the same as looking at the score in the exam, which can only roughly evaluate a person's ability, but cannot be completely determined.
At this time, Xiao Hao saw that Tu Yong was still "reading and studying", and he was about to revoke it.
"Don't, let me see, your painting seems to have a role in promoting learning. A glint of joy flashed in Lan Hai's eyes.