The night, without any external influence, is like a song that is faint and lingering, deep and cold and full of intriguing. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe spring breeze caresses Kanazawa Castle and spreads new hope to Kanazawa Castle, while also bringing a trace of ruthlessness.

Before you know it, the day is approaching Little Tail. "After this time, I will teach you how to meditate, how to meditate, how to mobilize the source power in your abdomen. Refining your first Origin Spirit. After that, you go to the spiritual room in the building and choose the natal spirit. After choosing the spirit, he went home to mobilize the source power to refine the spirit. Come back to the school to continue the class. At the same time, this is also your first assessment. The first one to refine will have a generous reward of twenty Shadow Stones. The councillor said.

The next moment, the whole school cheered.

"It's finally time to refine, so what natal spirit should I choose?" Zhang Ying's eyes flickered.

A spiritual training room somewhere in the building. The spirit room is not large, but there are a lot of bottles and jars, about 70 square meters.

The so-called cultivation of people, the spirit is the key to strength, and on the other hand, the combat experience is weak.

The strongest spirits are called elves, and they can help and fight with the mortals after the six transformations are skyrocketing, just like the three elves in the legend of the origin ancestor, magical, appearing and bringing infinite hope.

The second point is the demon spirit, which can be driven by more than six turns, and of course the elf is much stronger than the demon spirit

The worst is the spirit, and there are many kinds of spirits, complexities and variety. But the demon spirits and elves have particularities, and once there is one on this continent, there is no second.

As soon as class ended, one by one the teenagers rushed to the funeral room. It looks like someone is trying to rob their "elves".

"Aren't you still sensible? Line up one by one, and I don't want you to choose 'demon spirits, elves'. "The elder in charge suddenly burst out.

Squeak, cluck, squeak, and other sounds continue to sound, and this spiritual room seems to be an ocean of life at the moment.

All kinds of utensils were distributed in a disorderly and orderly manner, some of which were made of dark metal, some of which were made of withered grass that was slightly greenish, some of which were made of emerald green bamboo, and some of which were carved from jade, and in which all kinds of strange spirits were raised.

The spirit is also divided into five layers, and when you reach the sixth layer, you will be reborn like a person, break through the noise of the world, become an extraordinary thing, and become the only demon spirit on this continent!

After glancing at Zhang Ying, he sighed and thought, "These are all a turning spirit." Indeed, generally speaking, a person who turns can only use a spirit that turns once, and it is best to use advanced words, and it is best to reverse the advanced level to his own level, otherwise once the spirit finds itself weak, he may defect or pay a heavy price. ”

As far as newcomers are concerned, there is no situation, they will basically refine a turn spirit as the origin spirit, and then refine it upward.

And one's own Origin Spirit, once damaged, will cause damage to oneself, and if the damage is even more serious.

"It's a pity that it would be nice to find Luo Muzi's wine spirit and refine it to become my natal spirit. I just wanted this wine spirit in the early stage, after all, I heard that there are many places in my head that there is a heritage.

Zhang Ying sighed secretly, and stretched out his left hand to a position on the wall hole, which was basically this kind of spirit, which was the special product of Kanazawa City, Kanazawa Yaotian Spirit.

The vessel was dark but emitted a dazzling glow, and in the middle lay a golden glow, Kanazawa Shining Spirit. This Kanazawa Yao Heavenly Spirit is like a metal mineral all over its body, and at first glance it is a little crystal clear, with a faint and charming charm.

It is said that this spirit is not a natural wild spirit, it was cultivated by the ancestors of the castle with secret methods, and it can be said that it is the symbol of Kanazawa.

Zhang Ying glanced at it casually, felt that there was no problem and turned his head to go out.

There was also a team of twisted dragons in the spiritual cultivation room, and a young man in the back saw Zhang Ying come out, and rushed in with bright eyes.

No matter who it is, as long as he gets this source spirit, he basically rushes to refine it, but poor Zhang Ying still thinks about that wine spirit in his heart.

"The wine spirit can increase the purity of the source force, but this scum Jin Ze Yaotian Spirit can't compare. Zhang Ying looked helplessly at the thought.

"Boss, the two altars are drunk and dreamy. Zhang Ying fumbled around his pockets and threw two Shadow Stones to the boss.

The shopkeeper is a kind-hearted little old man who often comes out of the cunning nature of a businessman, and he has remembered him for Zhang Ying's frequent purchase of wine here during this time.

"You're here, you're coming, you're coming, you're going to have to taste the blood-colored firmament I made earlier, if you don't mind this little shop, I'll give it to you." As he spoke, the old man quickly put away the Shadow Stone at once.

The old man didn't even linger for a second, then turned and walked towards the counter, near a workbench with various tools.

"One bite tomato, one freshly squeezed pernicone, one special Kanazawa secret sauce, one fire pepper, and one salt and one pepper. ”

The boss bowed to the waiter, then turned around and walked to the sink where the hand washing was done and began to wash his hands. He washed very carefully, first wetting his rotten hands with water, then smearing them with hand sanitizer, rubbing his hands together, and then carefully washing one finger at a time, washing cleanly, even his wrists. His clean hands and attentive expression have the smell of a mature man.

The transparent white flame was poured into the flask, and the old man's hand trembled a little because of his age, and it was not stable, but fortunately, no liquor spilled out of the shaker

Through the transparent crystal shaker, it can be seen that the old man poured in the flame pure love wine accounted for about three-tenths of the capacity of the shaker, followed by six-tenths of the biting tomatoes, one-tenth of the freshly squeezed Bainins, and finally the rest of the part, the old man quickly added the fire pepper he wanted, as well as salt and pepper according to a certain proportion.

The old man casually checked the weight of the wine jug in his hand, and retreated half a step back, at this moment, his eyes suddenly bloomed with a charming luster, his left hand was behind him, and his right hand set off the crystal wine jug slowly raised, and suddenly his five fingers flicked lightly, and the bartender seemed to be glued to the palm of his hand, only to see that the bartender suddenly appeared in his palm, and suddenly frantically was driven by the source force to spin like a spinning top.

The old man's right hand was slowly raised, but the wine jug was always rotating high in his palm, as if his palm had suction, and the wine in it had been completely rendered red because of the stinging tomatoes, and the wine jug was spinning rapidly, like a red sun attracted to the palm of his hand by the source force.

What's even more bizarre is that the old man's hand with the wine jug is erected, and the constantly rotating cocktail jug is naturally erected, but it is still clinging to his palm like a spinning top, and there is no sign of falling. His right arm slowly lifted his palm forward from the right side of his body, carrying the high-rotating flask from top to bottom, from left to right and then to right, just like the whole process from morning sun to noon and then to night. And in the process, the flask always rotates upright and fits against the palm of his hand.

Zhang Ying thought that the bartending would end in this dazzling and boring way, but in an instant, the old man's right hand, which had been stored behind his back, also stretched out, and the wine bottle in his left hand was thrown up in a high-speed rotation. It was like a round of blood yang, which suddenly attracted the exclamations of several customers on the side.

The old man's expression did not change in the slightest, and his two hands seemed to have disappeared suddenly, and only a faint shadow could be seen. In an instant, they were shocked to see three rounds of blood yang. Three wheels, that is, three rounds.

He didn't wipe his sweat, for the silver-haired old man was afraid of tarnishing the wine, and then naturally and elegantly unscrewed the lid of the jug, and poured the slightly viscous blood-red blood-colored firmament into a shadowless wine glass. Leaving just one edge of the glass, he used his left thumb to stick it vertically on the inside of the glass, and his index finger around the outside, and handed the cocktail to Zhang Ying with great grace.

With that, Zhang Ying took a sip first, and then drank it all, and suddenly, a blazing feeling of anger surged up, and the blood-colored red sun burning in his chest made the pores of his whole body seem to bloom.

The old man tossed the two shadow stones again, and they were not so small, and the old man's kindness increased a lot, and he was a little "charming".

The Shadow Stone is a traded coin that is used to measure all commodities. At the same time, it is a kind of essence of this continent, and it can also be used as a source of power to provide cultivation.

If you can compare the gold dollars of the earth, the value of the shadow stone is quite amazing for mortals.

"Two jars of wine a day for seven days. The original Shadow Stone is almost all spent. Carrying two jars of wine out of the hotel, Zhang Ying burped and smiled helplessly.

As long as it is a turn, you can use the Shadow Stone to replenish your source power.

For those who practice the source power, the Shadow Stone is not only a currency, but also an assistant in cultivation.

As long as the Shadow Stone is enough, the cultivation speed will definitely be able to go up, and it can more or less make up for the lack of talent.

"I won't have money to buy wine to drink tomorrow, it seems that this wine spirit is not powerful, and the Cangying Stone is just like that," Zhang Ying cursed in his heart.

"Zhang Ying, why are you buying wine in the tavern again! Come with me, my uncle wants to see you!"

Zhang Ying was stunned and turned his head to look over.

The younger brother, who found that he was only the second step that day, raised his head and talked to him, instead of bowing his head and whispering to everyone like before.

The biting cold wind tore at his brother's hair, but licked and ate his brother's clothes.

It's just a quiz ceremony, and my brother talks like an older brother.

A bright moon gradually sets, and the sun gradually rises. For Zhang Xin, the feeling is like: 'The future is like the red sun, and the arrogance has been like a thousand waves.' 'It's cool!

The current reversal of status has a sense of earth-shaking significance.

It's like I've been ascended from hell to heaven now, and I don't seem to be a little comfortable.

All of a sudden, he went from obscurity to being greeted everywhere as a person in attendance.

Sometimes I occasionally hear others praising myself, and I feel a little fluttering, and I feel like I am feathered and ascended to the immortal. Sometimes I feel like I don't know how to walk when I'm excited, and I tremble all the way.

From the deepest part of his heart, a sprout called faith sprouted.

"Cool, this is what genius feels like!?" I don't know how that cowardly brother feels, but "haha"

Sometimes I want to learn from my brother's indifferent and cold appearance before, but I feel that I can't learn anything, and the old lady on the road smiles at him, and I can't help blushing and my body trembles a little.

He grew up as a toddler in Handan, and in the process, he heard everything about his brother in passing—except for drinking and sleeping.

At first, he was a little confused, but then he gradually understood, but more of a feeling, a pleasure that is difficult to describe in words, sometimes he suddenly did not want to admit this feeling, but this feeling was indeed painful.

I am the best, I am a genius, this is the real life!

Looking at Zhang Ying's ragged and dusty clothes, Zhang Xin took a refreshing breath. I feel that life is so comfortable, even if my pace is only 30 miles.

Even so, he had to reluctantly say, "Zhang Ying, you are my brother." Do you know how many people care, don't go on like this, you've let everyone down, are you still going to be so pedantic?!"

Four pairs of childish eyes facing each other.

Zhang Xin's eyes were shining, revealing a sharp meaning, as if he could pierce all illusions and restore the truth. And Zhang Ying still looks indifferent, but a pair of deep and seductive eyes seem a little intriguing.

This somewhat made Zhang Xin a little uncomfortable and unconsciously tilted his head away, but when he suddenly woke up, a wave of anger ignited in his heart.

I'm a genius, why don't I even dare to look at this kind of scum? Then his eyes pierced Zhang Ying, as if he wanted to stab him all over his body.

Zhang Ying didn't say anything, just poured another sip of wine and walked ahead. Zhang Xin only took a deep breath, exhaled his chaotic and aggrieved breath, and couldn't help but tremble at this moment.

Seeing his brother walking in front, he had no choice but to follow behind. "It's hard to say to my brother, you get out of the way and follow behind me...."Zhang Xin thought helplessly.

Only this time, his head was no longer lowered, his head was held high, and he never lowered his head again.

His gaze looked at his feet with a smile, stepping on Zhang Ying's shadow step by step.