Chapter Twenty-Eight: Basic Spells

"Here comes another interesting nephew. The girl whispered to herself.

"However, the most important thing that the Ten Thousand Yuan Sword Sect lacks is penance. As soon as the girl spoke, the long sword in her hand came out and danced in the hall.

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"It's finally here!" Gu Cheng sighed as he stood in front of the cave mansion, supporting his knees with his hands.

"If you don't have any more spiritual power, you'll run out. As he spoke, he opened the door and stepped into the room.

"Cough!cough!cough!" As soon as Gu Cheng opened the door, his eyes and nose were covered by the oncoming dust.

Gu Cheng brushed away the dust in front of his face with his hand, rubbed his eyes, and waited until the flying dust fell to the ground again before he could see the appearance of the house clearly.

The room is not small, square, about two zhang wide and two zhang long, which is much more spacious than the room in the new life hospital.

The furnishings of the house are as simple as the freshmen's house, with a long table, a stone chair, a stone bed, and a futon resting on the stone bed.

"The house is clean, but the dust is too big. Gu Cheng raised his foot and kicked the solid mud slab formed by the dust and rain underground, revealing a corner of the white slate underground.

He walked to the window and reached out to hang the half-decayed wooden window that hung on the window.

Unexpectedly, the wooden window just touched it lightly, and it fell to the ground with a "bang", shaking his head and saying: "This window also needs to be repaired." ”

Looking out the window, the moon is shining and the stars are weaving.

It's been a long time since she's stood still, quietly admiring the beauty of the moonlight.

Gu Cheng looked at the moonlight and sighed lightly, patted his sore right arm with his left hand and said: "Although there is no one to supervise the cultivation of the road, there is no room for rest, and the way of cultivating the sword is even more difficult, and I am tired enough to choke after just practicing the sword style for a day." ”

Not only his right arm, but his whole body was very sore, and his spiritual power was gone.

"Let's cultivate first. ”

Ignoring the dust in the house, he swept the dust off the futon with his hands, sat on the futon and began to cultivate.

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When the spiritual power was restored, it was already past the end of the day, Gu Cheng opened his eyes, shook his shoulders, looked around the room, and said to himself worriedly: "It's so dirty, how long does this have to be cleaned, and there is no broom." ”

Gu Cheng smiled and said, "It's really stupid, I'm already a monk, what kind of broom do I use, I can use the dust purification technique." ”

Take out the "Ten Thousand Yuan Sword Sect Basic Spell" in the storage bag.

Gu Cheng took advantage of the moonlight to look at the spell book, "The first spell is the Dust Purification Technique." ”

Each spell in the book has an explanation, which is followed by detailed spell gestures.

In addition to practicing the tricks according to the diagrams, beginners should also integrate their minds and hands, such as cleansing, and imagine what it will look like after cleansing in their minds. Another example is the fireball technique, which involves imagining what the fireball will look like in your mind.

It turned out that this was the case, Gu Cheng also cleaned his hands a few times according to the diagram, and read to the corner of the room: "Net!"

The dust of the room was blown up by the breeze and returned to one place.

He then cast spells on all parts of the room, collecting dust and mud from the room.

Gu Cheng looked at the clean room and sighed, "It's really amazing! The more you cultivate immortals, the more you can appreciate the difference between being a monk and a mortal." ”

"It's still early, and I don't know how many tricks I'll be able to learn this night. She then practiced according to the Basic Techniques of the Ten Thousand Yuan Sword Sect.

"This basic life spell chapter has a trick to purify dust and a trick to divert water...... The basic attack spells include fireball and wood thorns...... Basic Defense Spell ......"

There was a burst of magic light in the stone house, and the cultivation did not stop all night.

"Fireball Technique!" Gu Cheng's right hand quickly struck out a magic decision, and a fist-sized fireball burst out from between his right index finger.

"Go!" pointed to the clean pile of dirt on the ground, and the dirt on the ground turned into a fireball and burned.

The clump of dirt burned for a moment, and only when the dusty dust turned into a mass of char did the flames on the clump fade away.

"Haha, I didn't expect to be able to learn the four spells of dust purification, water diversion, fire and fireball. With the tips for cleaning dust, water and fire, this daily life is much more convenient. If you know the fireball technique, if you encounter trouble, you don't need to use the sword, and the fire spell can also be used against the enemy. Gu Cheng nodded and smiled.

Push open the door and push the coke into the ground in front of the house.

Outside, the sky was already bright, and it was past midnight.

"Yesterday's sword cultivation was quite unsmooth, but I didn't expect the cultivation of spells to go so smoothly......" Gu Cheng muttered to himself, suddenly thought of something, paused for a moment, shook his head and said: "It's okay this way, I can have more time to practice the sword." ”

His eyes glanced at the empty window, "Hey, I haven't installed a window yet." ”

"Forget it, let's go to the opposite hall to practice the sword first, and then come back and chop a few thick branches to make window panels. Yesterday was just the first time to practice swords, and I don't know if I can find a kind uncle to guide me today. As he spoke, he ran towards the opposite hall.

ran all the way to the door of the opposite hall.

Before he could run into the palace gate, he heard someone in the hall shouting: "Gu Cheng!"

Gu Cheng was stunned for a moment, and his feet also stopped, "Huh?"

There was a sudden gust of wind in front of her, and Bian Wuya flashed in front of her.

"Uncle Bian, why did you call me?" asked Gu Cheng.

"What's the matter, don't you understand?" said Bian Wuya with a serious face.

Gu Cheng shook his head, and said strangely in his heart: "What are you doing here, she didn't do anything, she was screaming in the morning." ”

"Look at the light of the sky!" Bian Wuya stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, saying.

Gu Cheng also looked at the sky, the air was clear and the wind was clear, the sky was blue, and the weather was rare in winter.

Looking sideways at Bian Wuya, "Uncle Bian, speak bluntly." ”

"The qualifications are not good, and the understanding is too poor. Seeing that the light of day has long passed, how can you be so lazy to practice the sword well!"

Only then did Gu Cheng understand that she was too late.

But when she comes to cultivate the sword, she has nothing to do with him. also said that he wanted to find a kinder uncle, but he didn't expect to encounter Bian Wuya to find trouble as soon as he came.

"My nephew practiced spells all night last night, and I had some understanding of the fireball technique in the morning, so I practiced for a while, and it was a little late to the test hall, please forgive Uncle Bian. ”

Bian Wuya bowed his head and said expressionlessly: "Fortunately, I am a little self-aware, and I know that it is not a material for sword practice, so go back and practice spells well!"

Gu Cheng's forehead twitched slightly, lowered his eyes to look at the ground, hid the anger in his eyes, and said calmly: "Thank you Uncle Bian for your concern and supervision, but my nephew still wants to cultivate the sword." If Uncle Bian doesn't have time to teach his nephew, he can try to ask other uncles to teach. ”

Raising his eyes to look at Bian Wuya, he said, "If Gu Cheng offended Uncle Shi by losing his words yesterday, Gu Cheng apologizes here, and asks Uncle Shi for forgiveness." ”

"Hmph, come in!" Bian Wuya flicked the sleeves of his robe and entered the hall.

Gu Cheng also sighed lightly and followed.