Zhao Lin's sea of consciousness seemed to have fallen into a pebble, causing ripples and rippling in all directions.

Light and shadow flow, and the spiritual map flickered and dimmed.

Suddenly, there was a "boom", and the woman's body turned into countless silver points of light.

The points of light are suddenly separated, intertwined and converged, forming a variety of words.

"Qi Vision, Water Resistance, Rain Gathering, Pioneering......"

"Inducing Technique, Metamorphosis, Drawing Soul and Cultivating Soil, Collapse Mountains and Split Ground......"

Zhao Lin's lips moved slightly, and he read the name of the spell, and his brows gradually furrowed.

Obviously, the woman specializes in spiritual planting, and does not practice spells suitable for killing.

He traveled thousands of miles to bring the bones back, and consumed more than a hundred spirit stones to trace the spell, as if he had done useless work.

The woman is indeed a foundation building monk, and she is a dual spiritual root of water and earth, and there are six second-order spells in more than twenty spells, and they are all in the two elements of water and earth.

"Don't worry, let's see."

Zhao Lin calmed down, carefully observed each spell, and analyzed whether it could be used in actual combat.

"Collapse of the mountains."

When he saw the last second-order spell, Zhao Lin's eyes froze, and he remembered the introduction of this spell in the book.

The landslide technique is mainly used to open up wasteland, razing the undulating terrain to the ground in order to open up spiritual fields on it.

If you make a comparison, the landslide is somewhat similar to the "mountain crashing technique", but it is more powerful, not only can it destroy obstacles on the ground, but also underground.

It is the nemesis of defensive spells such as "Thorns" and "Fence".

"In this way, although the original intention of this spell is to be used to open up wasteland, it can also be used as an attack spell."

Zhao Lin's mind turned, and in the first grid of the spiritual cultivation map, the words "Collapse Mountain and Cracked Earth" appeared above the rock armor technique.

Next to the font, there is a four-petaled plum blossom.

Earth-walking second-order mastery-level spells!

"If you don't find a better earth-walking spell in the future, you can practice this spell."

Zhao Lin made a decision, his gaze swept over the first-order spell, and finally fixed on the water control technique.

With the mentality of giving it a try, he concocted it in the same way and moved the water resistance technique to the spiritual map.

The water resistance in the seventh slot flashed for a moment, and then changed: the plum blossom changed from four petals to five petals.

"Dacheng-level water resistant!"

Zhao Lin smiled, "Very good, this alone is worth it!" ”

Glancing down at the ground, the remains had somehow turned into a cloud of powder.

……

Sanshan County, Li family.

"The head of the family has been found out. Zhao Lin is a disciple of the Hanchi County Spiritual Dao Academy, from the small world of human tracks, he just entered the sect last year, and he has no background. ”

A monk dressed in a green robe and looked like an old man walked into the lobby and bowed down to Li Chenglin, who was sitting at the top.

"It's only been a little over a year of cultivating?"

A flash of worry flashed in Li Chenglin's eyes, and he whispered to himself: "If I knew this, the old man should have gone out in person." ”

The green-robed monk glanced up and said quickly: "The news of Brother Yuan You's transformation into a ghost has spread in the county, do you want to find out who sent the news?" ”

Li Chenglin waved his hand and said, "No need to check, it must have come from that kid." ”

"So what do we do next?"

"Send someone to keep an eye on him, and we can't do anything about him at the moment. But the old man didn't believe that he would never come out! ”

The green-robed monk hesitated for a moment and said, "There is one more thing. ”

"What's the matter?"

"Miss came back yesterday and learned about it."

Li Chenglin's face sank, "If you know, you know, you can't hide this matter." ”

……

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, it is the day of the Lingdao Academy's fighting method.

Elder Wu mentioned to Zhao Lin a few days ago that the sect held a big competition, and a small competition within the Spirit Dao Academy, to assess the disciples' magic attainments.

The Doufa Sect will be attended by second-year disciples and third-year disciples, and the first-year disciples have just entered the sect and only observe and study.

Because it is an internal competition, there is no reward for good deeds, and you can only get ten spirit stones for entering the top four, and the first place will be awarded another Zengyuan Dan.

It can also be seen from the rewards that the specifications of the fighting method will not be high.

However, Zhao Lin was quite looking forward to it, not for the reward, but to take the opportunity to show his magic talent.

Let everyone know that you are a Dao genius, so that when you cast mastery-level or even Dacheng-level spells in the future, others will not feel too abrupt.

At the end of the hour, the disciples came to the square in twos and threes, and gathered together to chat while the competition had not yet begun.

After more than a year of cultivation, all of Zhao Lin's disciples in this session have reached the second layer of qi refining, and the fastest progress is Lin Chaoran, whose cultivation has reached the fourth layer of qi refining.

Zhao Lin heard that he was only one or two spiritual apertures away from breaking through to the fifth layer of qi refining.

But I don't feel envious, people are the root of the earth spirit, and they can't be envious, and the practice is the most taboo to compare with others, which is easy to consume the will and shake the Dao heart.

"Senior brothers, who do you think will win this fight?"

A thirteen or fourteen-year-old one-year-old disciple in the crowd with a childish face said.

"Do you need to ask? It must be Zhao Lin! ”

An older, good-looking disciple was very determined.

"Zhao Lin won the first prize in the three-academy performance last year as a year-old. Now that the old disciples are gone, he has no opponents. ”

Zhu Cong, Li Sancai, and Tong Mu all held back a smile when they heard this, and looked at Zhao Lin with frowns.

Zhao Lin also found it funny, this benevolent brother was talking loudly, but he couldn't recognize that the person he was boasting about was standing next to him.

In fact, it's no wonder that others, Zhao Lin rarely appears in public, and he went out on a mission not long ago, and he was not in the Spirit Dao Academy for a long time, so most of the annual disciples only heard of Zhao Lin's name and didn't know him.

As soon as the good-looking disciple's voice fell, someone immediately retorted: "Zhao Lin's actual combat must be powerful, because he is a martial cultivator." However, Elder Wu said that this small meeting only compares spells, and cannot use martial arts. ”

"I'm more optimistic about the three-year-old Dou Wu and Gong Huaipeng, both of them have practiced two small level spells, and after one more year of cultivation, their strength is even better."

The good-looking disciples did not show weakness, "Zhao Lin's ice knife skills are also at the junior level, and their attainments are the same, and their combat experience in martial arts cultivation is not comparable to ......"

Before he could finish speaking, another disciple joined the debate: "Don't forget Lin Chaoran, he is a genius of the Earth Spirit Root, and his Spirit Sword Technique has also been cultivated to a small level, so he may not be weaker than the few people you said." ”

Several disciples fought for each other, and there was a great sense of pulling the rack to practice alone.

At this moment, the two elders Wu Chuanchu and Nie Kui came together.

The disciples fell silent in an instant.

"Ladies and gentlemen......"

Elder Nie cleared his throat and said in a deep voice: "The old man said before that the path of cultivation is the torso, and the Tao is the limbs, and both are indispensable. ”

"The big competition of the sect is imminent, and our spiritual academy will also hold a small meeting, test your skills, please do your best."

Hearing this, many people became nervous.

Although the Taoist governor is not responsible for passing on the exercises, he has the right to supervise. After the disciple has completed three years of cultivation in the Lingdao Academy, the Dao Governor will leave a comment on the body stone, and if he does not perform well, he will write a bad comment or two, which will have a great impact on his future affairs.

"One-year-old disciples should not just watch the excitement, they must figure it out with their hearts and apply what they have learned."

Elder Nie added.

Compared to Elder Nie with a serious face, Elder Wu was much kinder, and said with a smile: "The simple fighting method is a bit boring, let's have three small competitions first." ”

"It will not be counted in the assessment, and those who wish to participate will be regarded as a warm-up before the start of the small meeting, and the first place will be rewarded with a bottle of Yangyuan Dan."

After a pause, he continued: "The three competitions are: Divine Racing, Phantom Formation Escape, and Archery Competition. ”

The disciples didn't expect that there would be an arrangement, and they all asked curiously: "Elder, what kind of spell are the three competitions competing?" ”

"Is the god racing faster than anyone?"

"Archery is a test of spell accuracy?"

"The phantom array got out, did you enter the psychedelic array?"

Allowing the disciples to speculate for a while, Elder Wu said with a smile: "You guess eight or nine is not far from ten. Divine Racing, as the name suggests, is to perform the Divine Movement to see who reaches the finish line first. ”

"To get out of the illusion array is to enter the psychedelic array to see who can see through the illusion and get out of the array first."

"As for the archery competition, it is similar to the archery competition in the mortal world, except that the bow and arrow are replaced by spells."

As he spoke, he beckoned to the sidelines, "Let's race to the gods first, and those who are interested can enter directly." ”

"The rules are simple, draw two white lines on the ground, run from one end to the other, and the first to win."

"Remember, you can only use the Divine Movement Technique to speed up the body, and you can't use other means such as martial arts, talismans, etc."

After Elder Wu finished speaking, several acting disciples walked into the arena and drew two conspicuous white lines on the ground.

The two white lines are about 100 zhang apart, and a flag is planted next to each one.

"A 100-meter race in the Immortal Cultivation Realm?"

Zhao Lin had a smile on his face, but it was a pity that he couldn't participate, otherwise no one should be his opponent.

Compared with the bandit cultivators, Sheng Jinlong, Tao Huang and others encountered during the last mission, the speed at which he ran with all his strength was faster than that of the proficient level Divine Movement Technique, and slightly inferior to the first level of Dacheng.

The disciples present can cultivate the Divine Movement Technique to the very rare point of Xiaocheng, and it is not a problem to win.

"Senior Brother Zhao, are you participating?"

Tong Mu asked Zhao Lindao.

"I want to participate, but unfortunately the rules don't allow it."

Zhao Lin smiled indifferently and asked rhetorically, "Senior Brother Tong wants to participate, right?" ”

Tong Mu was seen through his thoughts, and his face turned red, "Senior brother, do you think I can participate?" ”

"Of course you can!"

Zhao Lin was very sure that the Divine Walking Technique was an attributeless spell that applied spiritual power to his legs to increase his running speed.

Whether you run fast or not, spells are only one aspect, and it also depends on physical fitness.

Tong Mu was born in the reckless grassland, chasing cattle and sheep all year round, avoiding fierce beasts, and being very good at running, which is undoubtedly stronger than most disciples.

"Okay, then I'll go up!"

Tong Mu was encouraged, his confidence was greatly increased, and he was about to go on the field.

"Wait."

Zhao Lin stopped him and asked, "How are you going to run?" ”

"How do you run?"

Tong Mu was stunned, "Just stand and run, how else can you run?" ”

"It's just a matter of minutes to finish a hundred feet, and the victory or defeat is only between square inches, so the start is very important, and I have a way to give you an advantage in the start."

Zhao Lin recalled the squatting start in his previous life, leaning down and squatting, supporting the ground with both hands, one leg half-squatting in front and the other leg kneeling behind, and turned back to Tong Mu and said, "You do it and try it." ”

"So you can run fast?"

Tong Mu was suspicious, leaned down, and made the same movements as Zhao Lin.

Zhu Cong and Li Sancai looked at the two of them curiously, not understanding why such a strange posture was helpful for running.

Tong Mu tried to kick his legs, and said in surprise: "It's really easy to use, it can make a force!" ”

"The palms are slightly wider than the shoulders, and the feet are one and a half feet apart."

Zhao Lin helped Tong Mu correct his posture and advised: "After you start running, push your hands off the ground, swing backwards with your strength, lean forward, and give your body a maximum acceleration......

Although Tong Mu didn't understand what he heard, he practiced for a while and quickly mastered the essentials of the movements.

At this time, more than twenty disciples had already walked into the venue and stood scattered near the white line.

"It's about to start, let's go up."

Zhao Lin listened attentively for a while, and pointed to a disciple in the field with his hands behind his back and a proud expression, "Do you see that person?" His name is Zong Song, and he has cultivated his Divine Movement to a small level, and he is your strongest opponent. ”

"As soon as you come on the field, stand next to him."

Tong Mu was puzzled: "Senior brother, he is running fast, what are you doing standing next to him?" ”

Zhao Lin patiently explained: "You have mastered a better starting position, and you will definitely be able to rush ahead, but his divine skill attainment is higher than yours, and he will catch up in the second half." ”

"So remember, when you find him catching up, move your position to stop him! But you can only do it once, and it can be said that it is unintentional afterwards, and twice it is intentional. ”

In a regular sprint race, the runners have their own tracks, and it is impossible to interfere with each other. But since there is no runway here, then the rules can be used wisely.

In full view of everyone, the other party did not dare to push or bump into people.

"Okay, I'll listen to my brother."

Tong Mu understood, trotted into the field, and walked to Zong Song's side to stand still.

Zong Song glanced at Tong Mu, pursed his lips disappreciatively, and repeatedly pinched out the magic trick of the Divine Movement in his hand to prepare for the competition.

"Is anyone else coming up?"

Elder Wu asked twice, and when he saw that no one was on the field, he said, "Before I shout to start, no one can cast a spell, otherwise they will be disqualified." ”

"Alright, everyone, please prepare!"

Hearing this, Tong Mu squatted down and took a squatting starting posture.

His action immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"What is he doing? Why are you still kneeling? ”

"I don't understand, don't you have to stand up when you run? What does Fei Najin do? ”

"Hehe, it's really a grassland barbarian, I'm afraid I want to run ...... with four legs"

Elder Wu also glanced at Tong Mu, frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Three, two, one...... Begin! ”

As soon as the words fell, the disciples began to run.

More than 20 people marched in unison, pinching out the magic trick in their hands, and the shouts of "Divine Practice" came and went.

At this moment, a figure jumped out of the crowd and jumped out with a "rub".

The onlookers were all stunned, thinking to themselves who could run so fast?

When I looked closely, it was a young man with thick hands and feet and red cheeks.

Tong Mu kicked his feet on the ground, his steps were fast, and with the blessing of the Divine Technique, his speed continued to increase, and his body changed from leaning forward to standing upright.

Ride in the dust and leave everyone behind.

Everyone's mouths opened wide in an instant, like wood carved clay sculptures. (End of chapter)