Ye Chen noticed the invisible frown of the old man guarding the door, and knew that he might have something to think of himself. However, he was only here to practice spells, so there was no need to care about what the old man was frowning about.

He entered the Yun family's cultivation ground first.

This vast cultivation compound is nearly ten acres in size, and there are many young immortal cultivators of men and women in gorgeous clothes standing in twos and threes, about dozens of people, who are cultivating spells, fireballs, ice arrows, water arrows, etc., and there are many categories, and so on.

There are also some large and small black iron balls in the courtyard, which are hung on iron rods with chains and serve as targets for cultivating spells.

Ye Chen knew at a glance that it was a dark iron ball made of dark iron ore, a spiritual weapon material, and the texture was very hard.

The various spells issued by the immortal cultivators blasted towards the Xuantie Ball to test their power.

After Yun Xin finished talking to the old man, she followed into the courtyard.

"Miss Yun Xin!"

Many young monks in the courtyard greeted Yunxin warmly.

"Miss Xin is here so early, let's learn some spells when we have time!" said a slightly chubby monk. He glanced at Ye Chen a few times, but when he saw Ye Chen's clothes and sneered contemptuously, he didn't care much.

"Okay, I'll be over in a moment. ”

Yun Xin greeted everyone, then walked quickly to Ye Chen's side, and said with a smile, "What's the matter, it's okay to cultivate spells here!" This is a low-level cultivation ground, and they are all cultivators from the first to the third level in the early stage of qi refining. You'll be able to make a lot of friends here, and you'll be able to learn spells from everyone in the future. ”

"It's a big venue. ”

Ye Chen nodded slightly in response, and secretly added in his heart, as for the competition, it is exempt, young and vigorous, and it is most likely to cause trouble. He accidentally overtook Ma Ruyuan in the Beilu Academy, and as a result, he caused a big trouble in the deep mountains of the Beilu, so he tried to avoid such a thing.

Yun Xin pointed towards the crowd, "By the way, I saw a few middle-aged monks wearing the clothes of the Yun family over there? They are the spell instructors here, but they will only give instructions if they charge a fee." In fact, you don't need to spend this unjust money, low-level spells are relatively easy, and we usually communicate and learn by ourselves. If you don't understand anything, just ask me, and I'll definitely teach you!"

Yun Xin was quite proud.

She has only been practicing spells for less than a year, and she is a newcomer. But in front of Ye Chen, an immortal cultivator who didn't know anything, he was definitely an immortal cultivator with old qualifications. Teaching a newcomer makes her especially face-saving.

Ye Chen glanced at the guidance of the few spell cultivators and nodded

Yun Xin was afraid that Ye Chen would not understand, so he chattered a lot, repeatedly telling him how to cast the fireball and how to attack. After Ye Chen remembered everything, she left to practice with other monks.

Ye Chen smiled faintly, and then came to a cultivation position where no one else was, calmed down, and cast a fireball.

His primordial spirit released his divine consciousness and comprehended the 'Fireball Law Seal'.

As soon as the divine sense touched the seal, the seal shone slightly.

Ye Chen immediately had a very strange feeling, and a stream of mana heat poured out from his palm.

His palms began to heat up slightly, getting hotter and hotter.

"Whew!"

A faint flame appeared half a foot above his palm.

Ye Chen continued to instill mana, and after one breath, the small flame began to grow larger, becoming a fireball the size of an egg.

"The fireball is out!"

Ye Chen looked at the small fireball above his palm in surprise.

Although the fireball is small, the temperature is extremely high.

Ye Chen was close at hand, feeling this scorching heat, almost the palms of his hands were hot.

Spells are manipulated with the Divine Sense.

"Go!"

Ye Chen didn't dare to slack off, and with a move of his divine sense, he made a small fireball shoot out forward, attacking the pound of Xuantie ball hanging ten zhang away.

The small fireball staggered, flew out slowly, and flew less than five feet away before falling to the sand.

The small fireball "poof!" annihilated, burning a small piece of sand and stone on the ground red.

"Failed, the Divine Sense failed to control it well! Let the small fireball attack the Xuantie Ball ten feet away, and the spell will be considered successful. ”

Ye Chen was slightly annoyed.

Not far away, there was the laughter of several young monks of both sexes, "Where did Miss Yun Xin find a newcomer, a small fireball can't be manipulated well!" "Looking at him like this, he should have never been exposed to spells." "Small fireballs have to be sent out instantly to be powerful. It took him at least half a pillar of incense to make this fireball, and by the time his fireball was released, the enemy had already run away. "Nonsense! When his fireball came out, it had already been cut down by his opponent. ”

Ye Chen's face was slightly red, and he turned a deaf ear.

He wasn't much frustrated, thought carefully about the manipulation he had just made, and then proceeded to release the next small fireball.

Cultivating spells was not a one-touch thing, but he didn't believe that other immortal cultivators were very powerful at the beginning of their cultivation of spells. It's not like him.

Half an hour later.

Ye Chen released ten small fireballs one after another. Each small fireball is different in size, and the distance and power of the attack are also different.

He also had some realizations in his heart.

"The difference in strength between the ninth-level martial arts refining and the first-level cultivators in the qi refining period does not seem to be as huge as imagined. ”

"Purely from the point of view of power, the 'Tiger Leap Triple Slash' erupted with a violent path of 2,700 catties, and one knife was enough to cut down a first-level immortal cultivator in the Qi refining period. The power of the 'Whirlwind Slash' Nine Dao Sword Qi was not necessarily weaker than the power of a small fireball. A Zhenguo martial artist and a first-level monk in the Qi refining period fought hand-to-hand, and it was difficult to say who would die and who would live. ”

"However, the attack range of the sword technique is too short, and my strength can only attack one foot around the body at most. And the fireball of the Qi Refining Stage cultivator can easily attack ten zhang away. Before the martial artist could get close to the immortal cultivator, he was afraid that he had already been killed by the spell. Except for martial artists who attack from a distance such as crossbowmen, other martial artists who use swords and guns cannot fight immortal cultivators from a long distance. ”

"Also, as the immortal cultivators continue to cultivate and strengthen, they have mastered more and more spells, such as fireballs, ice arrows, wind control techniques, golden bell jars, earth shields, etc., as long as they learn a few of them. The warrior had no chance of winning at all. ”

Ye Chen meditated, pondering in his heart the difference between the small fireball and the Tiger Leaping Knife Technique.

He had just entered the first level of the Qi Refining Stage, and the mana in his body was very limited.

Ten fireballs in a row had exhausted his mana.

Ye Chen could only meditate, holding a spirit stone in his hand, slowly recovering his mana. Wait for the mana to recover to full, and then continue the small fireball spell cultivation. Using spirit stones to restore mana is the slowest method. Ye Chen was on the street stall and saw low-level spirit wine and spirit dew that restored mana. But the cheapest one also required several spirit stones, and he was not willing to buy them.

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