"If you want to increase the lifespan of your soul, you just need to keep leveling up. Laplace, who had disappeared for a day, suddenly appeared.

"Advanced?"

"It's to upgrade your career, everyone's dantian has their own piece of the sea of stars, and the appearance of the sea of stars will be different depending on the level, take the magician as an example, if there is a star in the star sea of a first-level trainee mage, then his soul will be stronger by a year's lifespan, when he has eighty-one stars and integrates them into a nebula, he will become a forty-level magician, and his soul life will increase by ten years, and so on, the author of the later levels has not yet been compiled, and he will explain it to you in detail when it is compiled. Laplace said with a sigh. "It's not easy for the author to work hard to make up a serious nonsense, so you can be considerate of him. ”

"Fortunately, not many people have read this book so far, and there is not even a collection, so the author can slowly make it up. But is it really like what you said, as long as you continue to advance, can't the lifespan of the soul be infinite?"

"Not really, because all professions are only ninety-nine levels at most, and the lifespan of the soul can only be increased to one thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine years at most, plus the magician's own body is very weak, although you can use the magic element to wash and exercise your body in meditation, but as far as I know, there is only one person who has lived to be 1,995 years old, and some of the other magicians have limited their development because of their lack of talent, and some have limited their lifespan physically, even if it is the top legendary magician in the history of the mainland, most of them have passed away at the age of about 1,500。 Laplace sighed and said to the dream.

"What about those martial artists who cultivate Dou Qi, shouldn't their physical lifespan be longer?" In order to make up the number of words, the dream woke up and threw out another question.

"Dou Qi, what is Dou Qi? There is only magic in this world, if you are talking about martial artists, those who are just some people who cannot learn magic are forced to enhance their physical lifespan through exercise, but these people will live to be 100 years old at most, not as long as a membrane mage with a slightly better body. Laplace looked at the dream with a little confusion.

"What are those who hold long knives and swords in their hands, and slash cyan light in their hands?" "Dream woke up and recalled what happened to him when he met the robbers, and there were no people in his escort who looked like magicians in his impression.

"Hahaha, those are magicians, the cyan light you see, then they should be using wind magic, and the long knives and swords they hold in their hands are their weapons, shouldn't melee combat magicians be common?, but I'm more curious about what you mean by the fighting spirit, and where did you see it?" Laplace let out a few words when he woke up from his dream.

"Shouldn't magicians be a bunch of people with pointed hats, big robes, and a staff in their hands, hiding behind and chanting incantations?" "Dou Qi is a kind of energy that some people cultivate their physical bodies and excite from their own bodies, these energies can amplify themselves, attack enemies from a distance, and can also protect themselves, and those who cultivate strong can also move mountains and seas. "That's what I've seen in some books before. Afraid that Laplace would be suspicious, he woke up and added.

"The energy that comes from one's own body? No matter how strong the power of human beings is, how can it be compared to the power of nature? This person should be a person who can't cultivate magic, so he imitated magic and created another cultivation system. Laplace shook his head after hearing this, "Also, who told you that magicians are the kind of magicians who hold a staff and chant spells in the back? Most magicians will temper their bodies to ensure their own survival and physical lifespan, and it is not difficult for magicians to temper their bodies, they don't need to exercise deliberately, as long as they let the magic elements wash their bodies, they can make their bodies stronger, and it is easier for them to let the magic elements flow in their bodies, and the use of magic will be smoother." And what you are curious about, they use their swords to emit blue light, and those swords should be their magic weapons. "Well, do you want to learn magic from me now?

After listening to Laplace's words, the dream awakening has roughly outlined the system of this world, a world with only magic, magic can temper the body, "No, I remember seeing the guards exercising their bodies and learning from each other, if they can temper the flesh with magical elements, then why do they do that?"

"Well, there's a reason for that. Laplace touched his nose in embarrassment. "There are still certain flaws in tempering the flesh with magic elements that I said before, after all, everything is equivalent to exchange, although the flesh can be tempered quickly with this method, but the process is very painful, for example, if you are a fire-based, then you will feel that you are being burned by fire when you are tempering, and if you don't grasp it well, it may also explode. What's more, I invented this method, and I'm the only one who knows it at the moment, so everyone else uses the simplest form of exercise. ”

"Ah, you invented it, are you sure you won't have a problem using it?" asked Yua, looking at Laplace's emaciated body. "Why do I always feel a little unconvinced when I look at your body?"

"Stinky boy, you still look down on my kung fu, let's go, go out, let you see how good the old man is. Laplace almost got his nose crooked when he woke up from a dream, and he still didn't believe it if he hadn't been afraid that his skills would be lost, and Laplace really wanted to slap this melon baby to death. After all, he is hiding in such a ghost place, waiting for thousands of people to come to someone who has never heard of him, if one is accidentally shot to death, then maybe his own ability will be brought to the grave.

Dream Wake was half dragged and half dragged by Laplace to the outside of the room, only then did he find that he was now at the bottom of a valley, the mountains on both sides could not see the top, fortunately there were many lighting crystals in the valley low, the valley bottom did not feel dark, the valley floor was also very spacious, looking back at the place where he lived before, a single wooden house, and the same wooden house as the dream woke up There are seven wooden houses, these eight wooden houses are arranged in an octagonal shape, and in the middle is a two-story large wooden house, this wooden house can be seen to be obviously different from the other eight small wooden houses, the small wooden house can be seen at a glance is roughly made, and the large wooden house is finely madeUnder the wooden house is about half a meter high stone, used to prevent the rainy day wooden house from entering the water, next to the stone bottom is a ditch for collecting water, the depth and width of about 20 cm, in the form of a semi-cylindrical shape, there are wooden stairs on the edge of the stone bottom can walk into the wooden house, the stairs are also very intimate to prepare handrails, the two-storey wooden house is about six meters high with the bottom of the stone, the roof is a hanging hilltop type, the eaves slightly exceed the wall of the house a little, so as to ensure that the roof is free of water, to prevent the wooden wall of the house from seeping, below the eaves is the drainage channel, the end point of the drainage channel should be a reservoir, used to ensure daily water。 Wait, this seems to be a fantasy novel, how can you talk about architecture well? I woke up and thought of this, and secretly settled down, why did this damn author want to make up the word count to harm me?

"Here, you show me, old man, I'm old, it's not easy to do this. Just as he woke up and cursed the author for being shameless, Laplace had already walked in front of a boulder.

"Ahh Huh?" he paused when he heard Laplace drop an inexplicable remark, trying to see what he wanted to do.

I saw Laplace walk to the boulder and take off his shirt, only to wake up from a dream and find that the old man did not seem to be as thin as he thought, but his cheeks and eyes were sunken, and his cheekbones were high. But when Laplace took off his shirt, he found that the muscles of his body were not the kind of muscle blocks in the movie, but gave people another feeling, brown skin, with soft muscles? Forgive the author's vocabulary is too little, I really don't know how to describe it, but it feels like a kind of softness, there is no excess fat in the upper body, and the muscles are very clear, but it is not ostentatious, full of subtle power, like a calm sea, it looks harmless to humans and animals, but no one will doubt his explosive power. Laplace looked at the boulder and suddenly made a fist with his right hand into his crotch and moved his left foot back half a step.

"Huh. Laplace let out a muffled roar and threw his right fist.

Quick, this is the first feeling when I wake up from a dream, I feel that the word Laplace yelled out is still in his throat and punches, and the voice is still shouting in his mouth that he hit the stone without spitting out this punch, and when the word blurts out, Laplace has already closed his fist. Vaguely waking up from the dream, I felt a wave of fluctuations emanating from the boulder, bringing up gusts of wind.

From clenching fists to closing straddles, punching and then closing punches, this set of movements is smooth, without a trace of pause or hesitation, making it feel extremely comfortable to watch. Laplace threw his right wrist out of breath after closing his fist, moved his arm, and picked up his shirt on the ground to put it on.

"I'm getting old, I'm getting old, just this punch almost made my old bones fall apart, and I still can't do these strenuous exercises in the future. Laplace walked up to the dream and patted him on the shoulder, "Little guy, do you still believe in the old man's method of refining my body?"

Looking at Laplace, who was smiling at him, he woke up in surprise for a while and didn't know what to say. The boulder, which was more than a man high, had now become a ground of rubble, the largest of which was no bigger than a fist.

"This punch is entirely the power of my flesh, and I don't use the power of the elements at all. How about it, what do you think of my body refining method now?" Seeing that he couldn't speak for a long time, Laplace continued to look at Meng Xing with a smile and asked.