Lu Qing took the notebook from the priest's hand and looked at it carefully.
Similar to what I saw before, this is a paper book that has turned yellow and has a frosted feel to the touch.
The cover of the book is a drop of dark black blood, and above the blood are the three characters "Tearer" written on it.
After gently stroking the book twice, Lu Qing stretched out two slender fingers and gently opened the first page.
When dealing with such old books, it is better to be careful when reading them. What if they are accidentally torn?
You know, even when Lu Qing was in school in her previous life, the brand-new books handed out by the school might become tattered after one semester.
Opening the book, what appeared in Lu Qing's eyes on the first page was a very familiar magic circle.
With just one glance, she recognized that it was the one the priest had just drawn on the ground.
[Every descendant who wants to use the Tearer needs to use this ritual to sign a contract with the Tearer. After signing the contract, the body temperature will become much lower than that of ordinary people. 】
This is what is written in the book, followed by the drawing method of this magic circle.
There is no specific size, just some relatively detailed things.
For example, some symbols on the magic circle require special drawing methods, and you must start from where.
As for the materials used to arrange the magic circle, according to the book, as long as they are "spiritual" materials.
As for what "spirituality" is, Lu Qing is not very clear.
But presumably it refers to items with some mysterious properties, such as the ghost powder used by the priest.
Turning to the second page, before Lu Qing could look at it for long, the notice board had been refreshed.
[Special knowledge found, entering in progress...]
The page in my hand suddenly felt a force, and it seemed to turn to the back automatically.
However, the force is not very strong, Lu Qing can easily suppress it with one finger.
After being pressed by Lu Qing's fingers for two seconds, the power on the page disappeared automatically, leaving only the progress bar on the notice board in his mind.
[Tearer Knife Throwing Method (Recording: 1%)]
After looking at the information on the notice board and confirming that the pages of the book in his hand would not turn automatically, Lu Qing gently released the fingers pressing the pages and calmed down to read the content on the tearer.
As Lu Qing turned the page, the progress bar recorded on the notice board also slowly increased.
There are not many words in the whole book, only about 100,000 words. If you read these words on the Internet, you can probably read them all in an hour.
But unlike the Internet, most of what Ripper writes is very boring content.
These things required Lu Qing to think about while reading, so when the entire book was read, it was already three hours later.
However, even so, there was still a lot of content in the book that Lu Qing failed to write down. She could only say that she had a rough look at it. She wrote down some of the things in the book, but there were still many things that she only had a vague impression of.
But this is enough. For the remaining unfamiliar ones, it is meaningless to just memorize the contents in the book. They still have to train by themselves.
"Okay, let's stay here." Not far away, the priest stood in front of Lu Qing and said.
The silver-white sword was pulled out of the scabbard by the opponent. The old priest held the sword in one hand and looked at Lu Qing.
"Just attack at will. Don't worry, you can't hurt me." The old priest narrowed his eyes and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the aura on his body suddenly became thicker, as if he was standing in front of Lu Qing like a big mountain.
Although he was startled by the sudden change in the aura of the priest, Lu Qing's reaction was not slow. He drew out the flying knife with his backhand and threw it towards the priest.
"This won't work."
When the priest said this, he moved his feet slightly, and the flying knife flew past the priest's side and stabbed on the ground behind him.
"It's too slow. This kind of soft flying knife can't hit the enemy!" The priest looked at Lu Qing seriously and said.
Without saying anything, another flying knife flew out. Compared with the last flying knife, this time the speed was obviously much faster.
"clang!"
With a casual wave of his hand, the mithril sword in the old priest's hand easily knocked the flying knife down from the air.
"No, the angle isn't weird enough!" the old priest said, shaking his head.
........
"You're too slow!"
"Thread, have you forgotten the thread on your hand?"
"Run away, if I were a real enemy, I would have killed you countless times!"
[Dagger throwing skill proficiency increased by 20%!]
[The current skill is: Dagger Throwing (Learning: 40%)]
The old priest is worthy of being the man who brought the previous Ripper to justice. Even though he is old, he is still quite powerful.
For a whole day, the flying knife in Lu Qing's hand failed to touch the opponent from beginning to end.
Either he was easily dodged, or he was chopped down by the mithril sword. The only thing that made Lu Qing feel better was that his proficiency in dagger throwing skills had increased to 40%.
"So tired."
As soon as the training was over, Lu Qing felt the physical fatigue and immediately had the urge to find a place to lie down and rest.
However, she suppressed this impulse. This was the wilderness after all. If she just found a place to lie down and fell asleep, she might fall ill the next day.
"Have a good rest, you are progressing very quickly." At this time, the hunter who had been watching the show for a whole day came over and said.
"Um."
Nodding slightly, Lu Qing looked around and quickly found a relatively flat stone, sat on it and rested.
She didn't know if it was because she controlled the Ripper to fly the knife too many times, but she felt like her brain was drowsy.
At this moment, a glass bottle containing lavender liquid was handed to Lu Qing's side.
The old priest held the medicine bottle as he spoke and said:
"Drink this, you will feel much better."
Without asking what it was, Lu Qing took the vial and removed the cork.
At the same time, the name of the potion was also displayed on the notice board.
[Item name: Small mental recovery potion]
"It's a prop whose purpose can be guessed just by looking at its name."
Lu Qing complained in his mind, and slowly pointed his mouth at the mouth of the bottle, pouring the lavender potion into his mouth.
"vomit........"
A strange pungent taste instantly filled his mouth. Lu Qing felt as if his tongue was losing its sense of taste at this moment, leaving only a strong sense of numbness.
Without waiting for his body to subconsciously spit out the medicine, Lu Qing swallowed the medicine violently. After the medicine was taken down, a chilling feeling suddenly surged from his abdomen to his brain.
"ha"
Feeling much better, Lu Qing subconsciously breathed out a sigh of relief, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
"Have a good sleep, you will be able to recover when you wake up tomorrow morning." Seeing this, the old priest said with a smile.
"Um."
Nodding softly, Lu Qing found a more comfortable position and fell asleep slowly next to the bonfire raised by the hunter...