When Xu Zongxin saw that Mo Lan was willing to name him, a smile appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Mo Lan continued to express some of his own opinions. Although he had not created a spell for a long time, his long-term research on the first-level spell model, the spell node, and the study of spell resonance and spell model constancy were far from accumulated.
It is beyond Xu Zongxin's imagination, and his knowledge reserve is not something he can compare with, nor can he catch up in a short while.
On the basis of this knowledge, Mo Lan can easily point out some problems in Xu Zongxin's spell model and point out the direction for optimization.
"I just tried it and this trick can only transmit some simple information.
Like okay, release, target xxx, right?”
"Yes, this information can be communicated instantly, and there is almost no delay, so I now use spiritual links to train the mage group.
Now there are more than twenty people who have officially become the mage group and can complete the resonance casting of most first-level spells."
"Well, not bad."
Mo Lan said with some praise.
"Although this spiritual link is just a trick now, it has great potential and has certain strategic significance.
Although it is only a prototype now, you can slowly improve it. If the exchange of sound and image information is not possible yet.
Then maybe you can communicate through text or code, which is also possible.
It is nothing more than changing the carrier of information. As long as it can transmit information in the fastest, most and most convenient way, any method will do.
Of course, I hope that your spiritual link will be able to develop in the future to synchronously transmit everything you see, hear, and feel, or even directly package a piece of your own memory and send it there, come on."
"Thanks."
Xu Zongxin thanked him, and just when he was about to turn around and leave, Mo Lan suddenly stopped him.
"Wait a minute, you have the third ring, right?
"Yes, I started practicing some time ago."
"Okay, well, come here and I'll teach you something."
"Ah, okay."
Xu Zongxin came over with some surprise. As soon as he came over, he found that Mo Lan had sent him a spell model.
"Mage's hand, a first-level spell, gives you half an hour to get familiar with him.
After you get familiar with it, come to the Mage Tower to find me."
After Mo Lan finished speaking, he left and entered the mage tower directly.
After closing his eyes and meditating for more than 20 minutes, Xu Zongxin came to the Mage Tower with a little excitement on his face and some strange things floating around him.
Shells, stones, leaves, sticks.
"Who do you want to sap? I tell you, you won't kill anyone like this.
If you want to learn how to use a stick, I will teach you an explosive spell, coupled with mental shock, you may be able to hit a soldier to death with a stick."
"Spells are fine. If you learn the stick, you'll be fine. If you learn the stick, you won't have to."
Xu Zongxin laughed and Mo Lan glanced at him.
"Come here, I'll teach you a technology, a real core technology. I was the first to create it, and you were the second to learn it."
Xu Zongxinyan's face suddenly became solemn. After turning on the screen recording, he began to listen carefully.
Mo Lan told him the techniques of the constant spell model in detail, and he finished it quickly.
"Do you understand?"
"Probably...understood."
"Well, here is an ordinary stone with some animal blood for you. Come and try it."
Xu Zongxin started to try with some excitement, but obviously, he kept failing.
Mo Lan was not in a hurry when he saw this, and guided and corrected bit by bit.
Gradually, the accuracy of Xu Zongxin's steps became higher and higher. More than an hour later, he finally achieved his first success.
"I succeeded!"
"Well, okay, continue the experiment and come to me after it succeeds for the hundredth time."
Mo Lan turned around and started the spell model of the constant spell Dark Fire Ball.
It wasn't until the next morning that Mo Lan saw Xu Zongxin, who had dark circles on his face and was depressed, find him.
"Instructor, I'm done."
Mo Lan looked Xu Zongxin up and down, didn't say anything, and didn't intend to hand over the meditation method to him, but said aloud.
"Take a rest and come back to me when your mental state returns to full strength."
"good."
Mo Lan continued to memorize constant spell models, but Xu Zongxin didn't come up to find him until after one o'clock in the evening.
Seeing this, Mo Lan stopped what he was doing and took some mercury and a few stones.
"Replace animal blood with mercury. Do you want to try to see if the mercury can be brought to the resonance frequency?"
Xu Zongxin nodded, and soon the mercury in front of his eyes began to float.
Mo Lan observed Xu Zongxin with his mental power and saw that his mental power entered the resonance mode, but Mercury did not.
As time passed slowly, a trace of sweat gradually appeared between Xu Zongxin's brows, and the natural frequency of mercury was finally changed, and Xu Zongxin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Come on, cast the Constant Sharpness Technique into this piece of stone!"
Xu Zongxinyan immediately skillfully controlled the mercury to move towards the stone.
The mercury blends into the stone, and the mental power adjusts the position of the mercury little by little.
It was a bit difficult for Xu Zongxin to control the constant mercury spell model, but to Mo Lan's surprise, he actually succeeded.
The first time I used mercury in the stone to stabilize the spell model, it was actually successful.
There was a hint of surprise in Xu Zongxin's eyes, and an expression of approval on Mo Lan's face.
"Okay, take a rest and I'll tell you what to do next."
Mo Lan took Xu Zongxin to the outer wall of the Master's Tower and used charcoal to draw squares and punctuation marks on it.
"Every place where I have drawn dots has a fixed point of Sharpness. Sharpness has a total of twenty-four spell nodes. I have drawn twenty-four points on this wall, and they are all fixed.
I have already completed the most difficult step for you. Next, you need to complete the constancy of the twenty-four spell models and achieve resonance.
In addition, if the constant is wrong, then bring the magic group over yourself, replace the stone, and reset the spell model.
Until the resonance is completed, understand."
Xu Zongxinyan showed a hint of surprise on his face and looked at Mo Lan unexpectedly.
"Instructor, instructor, can I cast spells on the mage tower?"
"Okay, any questions?"
"No, no."
Xu Zongxin was a little excited, but Mo Lan showed a smile on his face and turned to leave.
Behind him, Xu Zongxin worked diligently to maintain the magic model, and his face was full of excitement and tireless.
A smile appeared on Mo Lan's face.
“Two people work together to maintain stability and throw out spell models that are not very difficult, and the efficiency is instantly increased by more than half.
Comfortable."
Mo Lan went upstairs and continued to start the spell model of constant dark fireball.
However, while Mo Lan was diligently fixing the spell model, the sinkhole at the core of Red Maple City had gradually become deserted, and the team that had been carrying supplies up and down had gradually dispersed.
In a heavy castle next to the sinkhole, a player reported in the hall.
"Mo Lan is now at the lake in the mountains."
The player said without any hesitation, but he did not say anything about the Mage Tower.
"Okay, let's get down."
The player paid half of the money from the steward, whistled, and left happily.
And sitting in the hall of the castle was Earl Hongfeng, but at this time he was a little sluggish, and the edges of his eyes were faintly black.
"Lord Earl, should we..."
After hearing this, Count Hongfeng raised his head and stared in the direction of the mage tower, his eyes deep and cold.
