In the living room
Yi Xia invited Cang Zhong and others to sit down.
Logically speaking, they cannot come in.
The effect of the non-magical expulsion spell enveloped the entire villa area.
But at this time, their life breath was wrapped in Yi Xia's magic power.
Therefore, he can temporarily move freely in this area where Yi Xia has cast a non-magical life expulsion spell.
This can be regarded as some small uses of magic power by Yi Xia.
For now, other than that, it's not of much use.
Among them, Ji Shuan is naturally not needed.
Although he is a little weaker, he can still be classified as a magical being.
The bean soldier transformed into a mechanical construct and brought a few cups of peppermint witch potion...
Kuang Zhong and his colleagues next to him stared at the witch medicine that was slightly turbid in color.
There was no seriousness in his expression, but he didn't know what he was thinking in his heart.
Ji Shuan, on the other hand, had already tasted the mint witch medicine.
I knew it was Dawu-sized happy water.
For them, the effect is still a bit too exciting.
So, I don't pay much attention to it.
On the contrary, the bean soldier who transformed into a mechanical construct next to him aroused his extremely strong interest.
The name of the book he practices is: Zhenling.
Spirit may have many interpretations.
And spiritual life is a very important component included in it.
Ji Shuan looked at the bean soldiers in front of him.
His magic power is not enough to see through the transformation of bean soldiers who are far above him in level.
However, Ji Shuan's extremely keen magical power still allowed him to discover some clues.
"Brother Yi, where did you get this high technology?"
Previous contacts gave Ji Shuan a rough understanding of Yi Xia's temperament.
He didn't mince words, he looked curiously at Yi Xia who was sitting aside and asked.
"It's just a little trick."
Yi Xia shook his head and said.
"A blind trick?"
Ji Shuan became even more interested after hearing this.
Can this blindness be used as a humanoid X classmate?
I want to get one done too!
Yi Xia naturally saw what Ji Shuan was thinking.
This doesn't even require the use of his extraordinary senses.
He knew that Ji Shuan, who had some things in common with him in terms of certain hobbies and temperaments, simply couldn't refuse anything.
It's a pity that the opponent's talent in controller games is greater than his talent in spiritual practice.
After some time, this mana seems to have not changed much.
"Practice hard and improve it by about ten times. Then you should be able to try its lower-level spells."
"Small tricks like summoning imps and throwing away rubbish are not bad."
Yi Xia's words made Ji Shuan fall into deep thought.
He automatically blocked Yi Xia's comments about his magic power.
Instead, I was thinking about what the p-version of spells like summoning imps would be.
It also comes with the keywords of deception...
Ji Shuan thought for a long time, but could not come up with the relevant spell.
"Five Ghost Transport Technique?"
This is the only spell that Ji Shuan can think of that is somewhat similar to this one.
"No, it's just spreading the beans and forming an army."
Yi Xia's answer almost choked Cang Zhong and the other two who were about to try the mint witch medicine.
Compared with Ji Shu'an, whose knowledge base in related fields is somewhat partial, they were already enthusiastic enthusiasts in related fields before this.
Before preparing to visit Yi Xia, I did a lot of homework.
Therefore, we naturally understand the concept of spreading beans and making soldiers.
Its lower limit and upper limit have extremely large deviations.
The lower limit is not much different from what Yi Xia said about summoning imps.
On the left and right are some tricks that rely on ghosts and the like to perform illusions.
As for the upper limit, it is the Tiangang method in Taoism.
Yi Xia said it in an understatement.
Cang Zhong felt that he might be somewhere between the two.
After all, the Tiangang method is used as a servant, which is a little hard to accept for a while.
But if you think about it carefully, it's not far behind.
Of course, we can just let the guys in the research room analyze these after we get back.
As the activity level of special active particles in the world has increased significantly, the research laboratory under Cangzhong has gathered a group of elite talents in related fields.
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Currently, Yi Xia is the core element of their research topic...
When Ji Shuan heard this, he didn't ask any more questions.
He had heard of the famous saying that sowing beans leads to soldiers, so he didn't want to humiliate himself.
After practicing hard, it would be good to find a lower-ranking replacement.
Isn't this better than Lao Luo's trembling sword cultivation method?
It takes more effort to get a few bottles of drinks from the restaurant than to run around a dozen times outside.
Speaking of which, that guy hasn't been out there since the Chinese New Year, nor has he rushed back to practice together.
I don’t know what I was doing...
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At the same time, somewhere on earth
Luo is now lurking under the cover of night.
In his hand was a long sword that had been sharpened.
By this time, the night was already dark.
Luo now lay motionless in the bushes.
This is his hometown, a small village on the border of Guizhou.
Originally, after celebrating the New Year, Luo Xian was planning to return directly to the imperial capital.
But when he was paying homage to his ancestors' graves on the first day of the new year, he discovered some suspicious traces.
Customs may vary from place to place.
In some areas, it is customary to place ancestral tombs in surrounding areas that conform to local customs.
There are also areas where they are even placed directly next to your home.
In Luo Xian's hometown, there is a custom that ancestral graves need to be at least three kilometers away from the house.
Because Guizhou is mountainous, suitable places are increasingly scarce.
Luo Xian's ancestral grave is placed in the woods more than ten kilometers away from the village.
It was a barren mountain and a place of execution. There was no winding mountain road or anything like that.
Not many people go there on weekdays.
Only when worshiping ancestors are there slightly more people.
Hundreds of years before this land was settled, it was also occupied by bandits.
Over the years, there hasn't been any big trouble.
That is to say, a few years ago, some fugitives fled there in a panic.
Within a day, he was caught.
Luo Xian was somewhat impressed by this.
So, this triggered some vigilance in him.
In the next few days, Luo Xian investigated secretly.
Some kind of intuition told him that there was something wrong here.
Maybe he does have a talent for this.
Or perhaps the swordsman's paranoia allowed him to overcome the various difficulties he encountered in the process.
Just tonight, Luo Xian finally met those suspicious elements.
As expected, they are illegal elements carrying out projects prohibited by the criminal law.
The turbulent land beyond the border is a hell on earth that breeds sin and evil.
And some people who are either corrupted by profit or driven by ignorance will inevitably embark on an illegal path.
Luo Xian immediately called the police.
He was not sure whether the alarm call he had silenced would take effect in time.
He could only dial over and over again.
It was early spring at this time, and it was a bit cold in the mountains at night.
But Luo Xian didn't feel any stiffness.
An indescribable passion gradually surged into his chest.
That desire is more powerful than the fear of death.
He wanted to try...his sword...
What is the practice?
A thousand people have a thousand words.
And Luo now seems to have found his true desire.
That is also the hatred towards those who poison the world with illegal drugs.
If you learn to fly a sword and you can't kill the villain's head, why practice it?
There are no monsters here yet, but there are ghosts running rampant.
Now that I am practicing swordsman Luo Xian, I will show off what I have learned!
Finally, when the night gets darker.
Luo Xian heard slight snoring.
A sharp look appeared in his eyes.
With a thought in his mind, the sword in his hand came out in response!
The force required for a sharp weapon to pierce the neck is not as huge as ordinary people imagine.
The next moment, the sentry covered his neck and fell down, blood splattered all over the ground!
Luo Xian stepped forward quickly, with murderous intent. As the sword light roared, two more villains fell to the ground!
And at this time:
"bump!"
Luo Xian had heard gunshots, but not in reality.
It seemed much smaller than he thought.
He only felt a pain in his chest, and then his body was thrown to the ground by a strong force.
The smell of death is so strong.
In the flash of lightning, Luo Xian's eyes were fixed on the last remaining enemy.
He was holding a pistol and looking at Luo Xian with a horrified look on his face.
The next moment, Luo Xian tried his best to activate the last bit of mana.
There was a flash of silver light, and the enemy who was about to pull the trigger fell down.
Luo Xian also collapsed to the ground...
Do you regret it?
Sword cultivators have no regrets.
Keep moving forward...
This chapter has been completed!