Wu Daoan's expression suddenly moved, and he took out the spiritual spring eye: "I remember that the cultivator needs spiritual energy for cultivation. But there's no aura here, can you use this instead?"

Han Zongxian's eyes also lit up: "Of course you can! The most basic purpose of the Spirit Spring Eye is to provide high-purity spiritual energy to speed up cultivation. With it, I can cultivate here!"

Han Zongxian, who found hope, was extremely excited, and actually directly hugged Wu Daoan with both hands.

Feeling the other party's strong arms and hard chest, Wu Daoan couldn't help but blush, and hurriedly broke free.

"What's the matter? Just hug it gently, there's nothing shy, right?" Han Zongxian regained his hippie smiling face.

"Now, let's change the subject. Wu Daoan stood on tiptoe and turned lightly in front of Han Zongxian, the falling snow on his robe fluttering in the wind. "I was originally a monk, why did I become a magician? You said that one cannot have two qualifications at the same time. ”

Han Zongxian thought thoughtfully: "Could it be that you are the legendary adaptor?"

"Adaptogen?

"I've only read this legend in ancient books. It is said that there is a constitution that adjusts its qualifications according to the environment. If a person is an adaptor, then he will have spiritual roots when he lives in the fire realm, and he will have magical qualifications if he lives in the magic realm. Well, it's kind of like a chameleon in nature. ”

"Wow, it sounds awesome, I really have the aura of the protagonist!" Wu Daoan clapped his little hands happily.

Han Zongxian shook his head: "That's not necessarily. Adaptors are too dependent on the environment, for example, if you return to Earth now and lose the atmosphere of the magic element, then your magic level will quickly regress and you will become a mortal again. Then, under the influence of aura, he slowly regained the spiritual root. ”

"Ahh After all. He is going to return to Earth after all, but he is also very reluctant to cultivate now. If he is allowed to cultivate completely, it will taste like missing his hands and feet.

However, Wu Daoan carefully searched for the wisdom in his mind, but there was no information about the adaptosome, which made him a little suspicious: "Old Han." Is that reliable? Why haven't I heard the word 'adaptosome'?"

"Actually, I also read about this concept by chance in an old old book, but some of your characteristics are more consistent. For example, if an ordinary person drinks the blood of the Ancestral Beast, they will only die a painful death due to the conflict of energy, but you are the only one who can use this energy to temporarily assimilate yourself and the orcs. And perhaps you haven't noticed that your appearance has changed slightly from when you were on Earth. After Han Zongxian finished speaking, he took out an old photo from the storage bag and handed it to him.

The photo is a long time ago, a group photo of Wu Daoan and Lao Han shortly after returning to Earth from the Fire Realm. He casually summoned the water elemental to condense into a water mirror, carefully comparing the photo with his own appearance in the mirror. There's a lot to discover. For example, compared to before, his facial features are now more three-dimensional, his hair has changed from jet black to flaxen, and even the color of his pupils has changed from pure black to black with blue, which at first glance looks a bit of a mixed race.

"The adaptogenist is not only physical, but also physical. These changes add up over time and are very slow, so you may not notice it. But I'll see you again after a long absence. I can see it very clearly. Han Zongxian explained on the side.

"Adaptogen...... Adaptation ......" Wu Daoan repeated the new word.

At this moment, Wu Daoan's residence card remembered the sound of 'Didi'. This is a new email alert. He opened it and saw that it was a message from the Magic Association, telling him that King Neops had taken a fancy to his qualifications and wanted to take him as a registered disciple to help in the Magic Tower. The salary is good, go to report as soon as possible.

"Great! I've found a big backer!" Wu Daoan was very happy, and put the matter of 'adaptation' behind for the time being. However, his expression quickly darkened again: "But in this case, I can't stay with you all the time." ”

"Little fool. You're my meal ticket now, and I can only eat meat if you mix well. Han Zongxian smiled and touched Wu Daoan's little head. "Besides, we're not husband and wife, so why stick together all day? Or are you reluctant to leave me?"

"Die!" Wu Daoan angrily punched him. "Count me unlucky, put on your little white face that eats soft rice. I'll give you a copy of the room key, don't get lost and freeze to death!"

In this way, Wu Daoan flew directly into the sky according to the navigation map sent. The Magic King's dwellings are high in the sky, and at night they shine like stars. It's just that now the sunlight is too strong and obscures the starlight, so I can only follow the navigation.

After flying for about half an hour, Wu Daoan had already come to 70,000 meters above the ground, and the air was extremely thin, if ordinary people had suffocated to death. A glittering tower of magic was floating in front of him, at least hundreds of floors, each as wide as a town. He took a deep breath and flew to the main entrance of the magic tower and rang the doorbell.

The one who opened the door was a young magician, and after hearing the intention, he led Wu Daoan all the way through the middle passage between each floor and flew to the 376th floor, signaling him to wait in the hall.

About 10 minutes later, an old magician came out of the room, but Wu Daoan felt very familiar, isn't this the old magician who shot at the big bazaar yesterday?

However, there were still rules, and he quickly stood up and saluted: "See King Neops." It is a great honor to be accepted as a registered disciple by His Royal Highness. ”

Neops nodded and motioned for him to sit down, "Do you want to know, why should I take you?"

Wu Daoan nodded obediently.

"Not only are you very qualified, but you're also smart. Even though your opponent is a grandmaster-level powerhouse, you still saved your old friend, and I appreciate you for that. ”

Sure enough, everything could not be hidden from the eyes of the Magic King, and Wu Daoan also obediently admitted: "I am really sorry that I used His Highness to save my friend that day." ”

Neops took a sip of tea slowly, and said slowly: "I can't say how to use it, that Kanshui Realm monk did a bit too much. As the Sheriff of Neverwinter, I naturally have an obligation to intervene. But rest assured, they have been expelled from my Third Magic Empire and are forbidden to re-enter the country for the rest of their lives. ”

"Thank you, Your Highness. Wu Daoan hurriedly thanked him.

Neops put down the teacup in his hand and said, "But you are only a registered disciple now, to put it bluntly, you are doing odd jobs for me." If you behave properly, I'll consider teaching you some of the mysteries of magic. Now, you go to the 3rd floor and look for Ransterk, and he will arrange your daily tasks. Go ahead. ”

Wu Daoan obediently gave a salute and left, but Neops had a playful look on his face: "Interesting, interesting." ”

In fact, this magic tower is equivalent to an office building, and each floor has a corresponding function. And Wu Daoan's main job is to make high-level magic props, which will be sent to the ground to be sold for money in the future as the personal income of King Neops. Of course, Wu Daoan's wage earners will not work in vain, and they will have a corresponding commission according to the amount of work completed every day.

Under the guidance of Lancetk, Wu Daoan began to slowly learn the processing process of various props. It is said that the production of high-level magic props requires a large amount of magic power, and it is also necessary to add sophisticated elemental control, even the magic power of the magic master is difficult to make one, which is also the reason why the magic sage is in charge.

After all, Wu Daoan has only advanced for a short time, and his magic power is not pure, so he is a little dizzy when he makes a few pieces, and the ones he makes are all defective. Fortunately, Ranster was more considerate of him, gave him a magic recovery potion to replenish his magic power, and instructed him on some elemental manipulation skills along the way.

Busy until the evening, he finally got off work, and he was exhausted and had to fly to the ground by himself. Fortunately, it's easier to go back, as long as it's free falling.

When he opened the hostel room, Han Zongxian was placing the spiritual spring eye in front of him, swallowing the spiritual energy. Seeing Wu Daoan coming back, he also opened his eyes: "How is it, what is that King Neops, after seeing your beauty, did he do anything bad to you?"

"Cut, he's a king of magic, and he's serious. Wu Daoan lay down on the bed tiredly. "By the way, your cultivation is going well, right?"

"It's not bad, it is estimated that it will only take 10 years to re-advance to the God Transformation Stage. Han Zongxian replied.

"Why did it take so long? It didn't take long for you to recover from your infancy?"

"Because I stumbled upon an ancient book during my travels that talked about another system of monks' practice, I wanted to try it. ”

Wu Daoan felt a little incredible: "I said, are you going to volunteer to be a guinea pig and dedicate yourself to science? Obviously, there is a good road to go, so you have to try another way." ”

"The path of cultivation requires great perseverance and courage. Han Zongxian's expression was serious, and his eyes were full of determination. "Actually, my qualifications are not particularly high, if I go back to the old path, I am afraid that my cultivation in this life will stop at the stage of transformation of the gods. Only by taking a different path can we go further. ”

Wu Daoan was still very uneasy, but looking at the other party's determined look, he didn't say anything in the end. (To be continued......)