Di Lai'er's cultivation had already begun to bear fruit, and the whirlpool of the meditation space was getting bigger and bigger, and it had become larger, and compared to the original fist-sized whirlpool, the current whirlpool was more than four times larger.

This can be regarded as a kind of progress, with sufficient vitality, Di Laier began to study the things that Zun Wu left him, the first is the empty magic canopy, the ability to fly.

Di Lai'er's own vitality did not fly too far without urging this cloak, and half of his vitality only flew out of five meters, which made Di Laier think that when Zun Wu flew over the hillside and over the town with him, how powerful was the power of Zun Wu?

Illusion, this ability is good, Di Laier tried to urge, and found that the air around him appeared slightly distorted, these slight distortions looked inconspicuous, but when Di Laier tried to touch a book, he found that he didn't touch it, and there was a little gap between what his eyes saw and the actual location of the book.

Di Laier's eyes narrowed, and his heart was overjoyed, in the original world, there was a very good-looking ninja anime, there was a character whose illusion was very strong, and he was also Di Laier's favorite character, but unfortunately, he was not the protagonist, and finally died for the protagonist.

Dillais had also fantasized about being an elegant mage, wandering among countless enemies, and today it seems that this dream may be a reality.

Thinking of this, Di Lai's eyes looked at the bookshelf loaded with more advanced magic tricks on the side, since props can increase one's strength, are there any powerful prop production methods in these books?

Thinking of this, Di Laier threw himself into the high-level bookshelves and rummaged through, not to mention, there were really a lot of boxes, boxes that could split people in them, doors that could shuttle from one place to another, a pigeon that could keep splitting, a rabbit that could eat infinitely, and the methods of making all of the above were extremely complicated, each of which used half a shelf of book records, and the materials required were even more unheard of.

Dilla drooled and gave up the area of advanced magic and came to the area of intermediate magic, where the magic items are still very powerful, cards that can move objects over short distances, a kind of magical origami, and bubbles that can take people fly.

Especially the magical origami, which directly made Di Lai cry.

The amazed paper, made of three kinds of ancient tree branches with strong vitality as the material, with the assistance of the magic pattern of life, plus the vitality of the magician, the paper made of the breath of life, folded out a thousand paper cranes, this crane will fly, move, and the same as life, its IQ depends on the depicted magic pattern.

In other words, if the materials allow, Direel can really create a dragon.

In the end, De Laire sadly found that all he could do was a flying bubble.

There aren't many materials needed for a flying bubble, and the magic pattern isn't complicated.

However, in order to make it, Di Laier still contacted Ye Xingyu, one was to beg her to help him buy materials, and the other was to beg her to teach her the magic pattern.

As for the money?

Di Laier has already given up treatment, he owes 300 million anyway, and even the Void Boundary Box was robbed a few days ago, so he doesn't mind asking his senior sister to borrow a little more.

The next day, when Di Laier re-entered the library, Night Star was already inside.

There was also a pile of colorful materials on the ground.

"It's the material you want big. Night Star pointed to the materials on the ground and said, "But since you haven't learned professional alchemy skills, it is recommended that you find an open place to practice, I took a look at the kind of bubble you said, it is not difficult, in addition to the proportions, in fact, the most important thing is the catalytic magic pattern on the bottle of the potion." ”

As he spoke, Ye Xingyu took out a book, gently handed it to Di Lai's eyes, and said: "All secret treasures are made of materials full of attribute vitality, but the magic pattern is indispensable, the magic pattern is equivalent to the parts on the secret treasure, all of them are indispensable, if there is a magic pattern wrong, even if there is a slight deviation, it will have extremely terrifying consequences." ”

The study of the magic pattern is extremely boring, and Delaire needs to understand the words that record the mysterious powers, these words are not the words he was familiar with before, and to learn them all is tantamount to relearning a language.

Night Star Yu saw Di Lai's timidity, and a gloating smile appeared on her delicate little face, she still remembered that when she first learned the magic pattern, it was also this bitter hatred.

However, the night star still explained intimately: "Magicians belong to the magic department, they are born with a bonus to wisdom, your meditation method is not bad, it is very suitable for you, and this fit will also greatly improve your memory, so there is no need to worry." ”

After saying the night star, he got up and came to Di Laier, his delicate body was slightly bent, and he bowed to Di Laier, Di Laier was frightened, and quickly helped her up and asked, "Senior sister, what are you doing here?"

Ye Xingyu's eyes slanted slightly, and he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I have been neglecting your basic education, I just learned from the teacher yesterday that you come from a very distant place and have never been in contact with a professional, and you are a white piece of paper and don't know anything about a professional." ”

De Lai rubbed his nose and did not refute it, and it was true, he knew nothing about the profession.

Night Star sighed lightly, moved two chairs, and the two sat down facing each other, and then Night Star Yu took a book and began to speak: "Magician, also known as mystic magician, prop magician, etc., the magic, magic magic, and illusion that low-level magicians need to master. ”

"Magic Words, emitting mysterious language, influencing the actions of opponents, and even using them to manipulate opponents. Speaking of this, Night Star glanced at Di Lai'er with a strange gaze, "The standard configuration of high-level demons, the demons of hell are extremely proficient in this way, and what they are best at is demagogy. ”

Dire's face twitched, but he didn't say anything.

"Illusion, this requires talent, and props. Saying that, Night Star glanced at the empty illusion tent on the table, "There is something I have to tell you, when you meet the undead, you can use magic magic, the will of the undead is not high, unless it is those who are strong in the undead, but don't use illusion, the undead judge the location of the enemy by perceiving the soul, and illusion is useless for them at all." ”

Di Laier nodded, took out a notebook and wrote it down carefully, Night Star focused on mentioning the undead, presumably because of the recent appearance of the undead in Xiaoqiu Town.

In the library, the sound of the night star language is endless, accompanied by the sound of brushing records, and the time of the day passes quickly.

On this day, Delaire focused on learning about the magic pattern in preparation for making flying bubbles.

In the end, Night Star explained before leaving: "Actually, the castle is already safe, but the teacher said that the castle is a cage for you, you are not me, you can't stand those damn systems, so, you can always live in Raphael's house, we have already inquired about his information, if you like, you can take him to the night department, test the attributes, and go to the prince's treasury to choose a suitable meditation method." ”

Di Laier was stunned for a while, and then Ye Xingyu said: "There is a professional guild in the west of the town, which will release some professional tasks, such as expelling beasts and the like, the props given to you by the teacher can easily kill beasts below level four, you can go and see, level four is a watershed, below level three, at most it is just an ordinary person, after level four, it is the real professional, our road is actually very long." ”

Di Laier fell into deep thought, and when he said it, he wanted to complain that many people could enter this library casually, but he, the one in charge of the key, could only enter and exit once a day.

After leaving the library and returning to Raphael's villa, Dileire felt a little strange, the room was empty, there was no trace of popularity, maybe Raphael had not been back since this morning, which made Dileire suspicious.

He got dressed and put all the props into the emerald god, who said that it was a magical creation, from the outside it looked like a delicate golden pocket watch, but when it was opened, it was indeed an emerald green whirlpool, and any object placed on the whirlpool could be made smaller and sucked inside, except for living things.

As for taking it out, when the Dilai Yuan Qi envelops the emerald god, he can sense the things that exist inside, and as soon as his mind moves, the items will be spit out by the whirlpool.

Did Di Laier put his pocket watch in his breast pocket, this time, if anyone dared to attack him, he would not mind taking out the night and sending anyone who came into the arms of death.

Rafael's small clinic is located on another street, not too far away.

Dilai locked the door and set off, but strangely, the streets were still very desolate, and no one wanted to go out at this time, but in the distance, there was a noise.

No, there is such a hustle and bustle in many places, and they seem to be arguing?

The undead haunt and don't go home and stay, waiting for the night to come and come out and slaughter them?

The closer you got to Rafael's small clinic, the louder the noise became, and finally, Direel could see clearly that Raphael's small clinic was surrounded by a group of people, and there was a bloody figure lying on the ground.

Di Lai's heart tightened, and he hurriedly stepped forward to confirm that the injured person was not the one he thought, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, and the injured person did not think, but there were as many as four, they were all dressed in linen clothes, their bodies were covered with earthy smell, and their tattered shoes were still stained with mud.

The wounds on their bodies were not eviscerated, but as if they had been cut with a blunt knife, and the rolled flesh took on a strange blue-black color.

Rafael's small clinic was not large, only the size of two rooms, and there were several patients with the same symptoms lying in it, but Rafael was nowhere to be seen.

Through the conversation of the crowd at the door, Di Laier learned that since this morning, many villages around Xiaoqiu Town have been attacked by the undead, even if the strength of the undead has been greatly weakened in the sun, but the undead still launched an attack on the village, which has caused the ordinary peasants who have no defenseless ability to be injured.

At this moment, a big man wearing animal skin armor and a bearded face kicked the door of the small clinic for some reason.

With a thud, the wooden door was kicked to pieces.

"Where's the doctor?" roared the bearded man.

Raphael rushed out of the innermost room, his white clothes covered with blood and sweating all over, he did not answer, but rushed to the medicine cabinet next to him and rummaged through it.

When the bearded man saw that Rafael ignored him, he grabbed Raphael by the scarf and threw him to the ground, and the big-footed girl kicked Raphael, shouting as he kicked him, "Why don't you save my brother." ”

Raphael explained in embarrassment: "There are many wounded, so there must be a priority." ”

"Lao Tzu doesn't care, if you don't save my brother again, I will kill you. As he spoke, the bearded man turned his head to look around, picked up a long stick and hit Rafael at him, and at the moment of crisis, an ethereal voice sounded: "Stop!"