"Brother Qingjian, why are you here?" Feng Nu asked in surprise.
Zi Qingjian looked at Feng Nu and felt a pain in his heart. After not seeing him for several months, Feng Nu had changed and became much more haggard than before. Her eyes were dim and her skin had lost its former luster, although she was still so beautiful.
, but it can be seen from her appearance that she has suffered a lot.
"Feng Nu, what's wrong with you? You look very tired! After I broke up with you, my sister and I came here to join the army. I became a disciple of Duke Lan Yu and am now a member of the Silver Feather Knights.
A member."
Did you become Duke Lan Yu's disciple? Feng Nu was overjoyed. In this case, she didn't have to enter the Duke's Mansion and saved a lot of trouble. She hurriedly asked: "Brother Qingjian, have you seen Nian Bing since then?
He's been here before."
When Zi Qingjian heard Feng Nu mention Nian Bing, his heart sank. No matter how rough he was, he could feel that Feng Nu's heart was no longer with him. He sighed secretly and said, "Of course I have seen it. But,
Brother Nian Bing didn't stay here long before he left with the dragon. When he left, my sister and I were the ones who sent him off."
Feng Nu's whole body trembled, "Brother, are you sure? When did you send Nian Bing away?"
Zi Qingjian thought for a while and told the date. Feng Nu calculated carefully and found that it was two days after she learned about Nian Bing's death. His heart trembled. Why, Elder Kong, did you want to lie to me? Nian Bing is not dead.
Not dead...
Feng Nu's delicate body was constantly trembling, and her tears were surging down uncontrollably. At this moment, she looked so weak, and she still looked like a martial saint. At this moment, her heart was full of thoughts.
Bing's endless thoughts.
"Feng Nu, are you okay?" Zi Qingjian looked at Feng Nu. Although he didn't understand why Feng Nu was crying, he vaguely guessed that it was related to Nian Bing. It seemed that he really had no hope at all.
Although the feeling of despair was uncomfortable, Zi Qingjian still controlled his emotions and did not show them. After all, both Nian Bing and Feng Nu could be regarded as his life and death friends, and he could only treat Feng Nu with him.
A woman's love is buried deep in her heart.
Fengnu wiped the tears from her eyes and asked: "Brother Qingjian, are you sure Nian Bing is okay? Then where did he go?"
Zi Qingjian nodded firmly and said: "He is fine! What can happen if he is with a dragon? The dragon is still counting on him to cook. I heard from Nian Bing that he seems to be going to Huarong
The empire is participating in some kind of competition for young magicians. It is probably on its way now, and the competition will not start in a few months."
Feng Nu's beautiful eyes lit up, and in an instant, the lost luster seemed to have been restored. She took a deep look at Zi Qingjian and said, "Thank you, Brother Qingjian, I'll leave first." The figure flashed, and she also
Regardless of shocking the world, he headed south as quickly as possible.
Seeing Feng Nu's disappearing figure, Zi Qingjian lost consciousness for a while, sighed heavily, turned around and walked towards the Duke's Mansion. He was no longer in the mood to buy anything anymore.
"Qingjian, it's you!" The door of the Duke's Palace opened, and a graceful figure walked out. Yu Ruyan, wearing a blue dress, looked so noble.
"I've met the master." Zi Qingjian has always been very respectful in his tone since he heard Duke Lan Yu say that Yu Ruyan was the number one master in the Oran Empire. He admired the master.
Zi Qingjian is a straight-tempered person, and the change in his face immediately caught Yu Ruyan's attention, "Qingjian, what's wrong with you? You seem a little unhappy."
Zi Qingjian sighed softly and said: "Master's wife, I just met Fengnu. I heard from Brother Lan Xun that Fengnu and others attacked you last time. Can you not hold her accountable?"
"What? Feng Nu?" Yu Ruyan's whole body was shocked. Thinking of the possibility that Nian Bing said, she immediately asked eagerly: "Where is Feng Nu? Where is she?"
Zi Qingjian misunderstood Yu Ruyan's meaning and said with some vigilance: "Master's wife, please don't embarrass her. I don't think Feng Nu is sincere in embarrassing you."
Yu Ruyan frowned and said: "You silly boy, did I ever say that I would embarrass her? Tell me where she is. I want to go find her immediately and tell her something."
Zi Qingjian's concern for Feng Nu prevented him from completely telling the truth, "Feng Nu has been gone for a while, she may be looking for Nian Bing. Master, what do you want to see her for?"
There was a wry smile on Yu Ruyan's face, and she thought to herself, if Fengnu is really her daughter, but she doesn't come in, it would be really sad! With Fengnu's ability, she can't determine the exact direction, so she wants to
It's not easy to chase. "Forget it, since she went to find Nian Bing, things will eventually come to light. I hope they can see each other sooner."
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It was extremely regrettable for Nian Bing not to participate in the last competition of the Hualong Culinary Competition, not for the bonus, nor for the qualifications for the God of Cooking competition, but because Xiaotian, as Nian Bing's biggest opponent since his debut,
As a user of Yin Yang Harmony Tai Chi Hands, Nian Bing really wanted to fight him openly and openly. The reason why he chose to leave instead of going back to find Xiao Tian to compete again was because of time constraints. After getting the Demon-Eating Knife from the Dark World, he made
Nian Bing's desire for strength has become stronger. Now, magic is more important to him than cooking skills. Therefore, he chose to go to Dutian City early to use the last period of time to practice more. At the same time, he also wanted to use more
It takes time to perfect his seven-series cooking skills. In this way, it will be a holistic cuisine that can better compete with Tai Chi hands. Unfortunately, he still lacks an earth-series magic sword. But he doesn't have it now.
Urgent, after all, getting a treasure of that level is something you can only encounter but cannot ask for. Now Nian Bing feels more and more that his luck is really good.
Flying forward is not controlled by the terrain at all. In order not to attract others' attention, Nian Bing deliberately chose a relatively remote terrain, but it was not far from the official road, so that he could stay away from the crowd and fly with peace of mind. He landed on the ground floatingly.
On the top, he stretched his body and drew two triangles with his hands on his chest. The red and blue rays of light intertwined to form a six-pointed star of the same source of ice and fire. Nian Bing gave a light drink, and under the influence of his mental power, the six rays of light connected one after another.
Flying out from his own space ring, the dense treasure air floated out, and the six-color light slowly rotated around Nian Bing's body under the control of the ice-fire hexagram. Nian Bing's heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment, and his hands were in the air.
Pull it in front of you, then press it down, "Set."
The six-pointed star of the same source of ice and fire instantly expanded and was printed at Nian Bing's feet. The red and blue rays of the six-color rays of light were instantly inserted into the center of the six-pointed star at Nian Bing's feet. The other four-color rays were stably inserted around the magic array.
, six colors of light shine, forming a dense light shield surrounding Nian Bing's body.
Nian Bing smiled with satisfaction. This is a magic circle he developed based on the characteristics of ice and fire origin and mimicry magic. This magic circle consumes a lot of mana, but in this magic circle, he can use various kinds of magic more easily.
Mimicry magic, there will be no situation where the magic power cannot be connected. Looking at the six divine blades around him, Nian Bing couldn't help but chant softly: "The sigh of the goddess of ice and snow, the roar of the god of fire, the whisper of the wind of freedom,
The dawn that penetrates the heaven and earth, the ever-changing six rays of the divine machine, the curse of eternal hell. It is you who bring me powerful magic, and you are my hope for the future!"
Perhaps he felt the fluctuation of Nian Bing's mental power. The dense treasure energy rose up and became more intense. He smiled slightly, and the light in Nian Bing's eyes shone brightly. He pressed down with both hands, and the light in his eyes shone brightly. He lightly palmed
Shoot, activating the dense treasure energy. Then, he stretched out his right hand with the palm upward. The first thing that appeared was a blue ball of light. It was not magic, but pure magic power. The blue magic power exuded coldness.
The breath, then, the blue light suddenly turned red, then from red to green, from green to white, from white to silver, from silver to black, six colors of light alternately shining, all kinds of magic in the air
The elements are constantly rotating around Nian Bing's body. Feeling the various characteristics produced by the magic elements during the transformation, Nian Bing is deeply immersed in it. His own two magical powers of ice and fire are constantly circulating in this ice and fire homologous magic array.
Strengthening, the magic power consumed by flying is quickly restored. This is his main practice method now. Unfortunately, this practice method is too eye-catching, so it can only be done in the wild where there are no people. Otherwise, no one else can see it.
You will definitely be tempted by his six treasured swords.
It has become Nian Bing's habit to not forget to cultivate mental power during the process of practicing magic power. His mental power is completely released, covering a defense range of hundreds of feet. Even if there is only a slight disturbance, he can feel it immediately. In this way, not only
It is very good for his mental training, and at the same time, it can also protect himself from being hurt by enemies that suddenly appear.
The light and shadow flickered, and the six divine blades rose up with a layer of light at the same time. Nian Bing suddenly had a hint of enlightenment in his heart. It was not because of magic, but because of his feelings about cooking. After getting the Demon-Eating Knife, he always felt that he had a passion for blood.
His disgust is not that he hates killing, but that he hates the smell of blood on the knife. He is a chef. If there is a smell of blood on his knife, how can he cook? The six-handed magic blade is not only his magic knife, but also
It is also my own kitchen knife! As a chef, it is necessary to respect your own kitchen utensils and respect the people who eat your own food. At this moment, Nian Bing decided that he would never let these gods of his own except when cooking.
The knife is stained with the smell of blood. Although before today, even when the enemy was killed with his own knife, it was only the light from the knife that hit him, but from now on, he must be more careful and must not let these gods
The knives become their own killing weapons, they are magic knives, magic can also be used against enemies.
The mental power activated the energy in the magic array. With a buzzing sound, the heaviest Sheng Yao Sword had jumped into Nian Bing's hands. He held the Sheng Yao with both hands and raised it above his head. After the Holy Master appeared, the holy aura on this Sheng Yao Sword became even stronger.
, the red and blue lights of the magic array of ice and fire suddenly flourished, and Nian Bing sang: "Using the dawn that penetrates the world as a guide, bring warm light to the earth, holy and flawless light! Please merge into one,
Condensate between heaven and earth, and turn it into the holy light that purifies all things." The white light suddenly rose, shooting into the sky with the Dawn Knife as the center, covering the magic array at Nian Bing's feet. Except for the Demon-Eating Knife, other
Several of the divine blades emitted cheerful chants in the holy light. Nian Bing was using the holy light to resolve the hostility on these divine blades. Only the Demon-Eating Knife emitted a layer of black mist, which was in harmony with the holy light.
The two touched together and made a popping sound. Nian Bing did not stop his movements, and returned the Shengyao Sword to its original position. He changed it to a divine blade again, and also used a seventh-level magic. When he changed to
When he drew the last knife, he was stunned. As a magician, he was not familiar with the spells of dark magic. Although he had seen some spells of dark magic in the library before, he never thought of using them.
Using dark magic, and most of the original copies of dark magic were incomplete, and the intonation of the spells was very difficult, so he didn't know many dark spells, and for a while he didn't know how to chant them. He looked at the long and narrow demon-devouring magic in his hand.
Knife, Nian Bing vaguely felt that if he wanted to truly master mimicry magic, the key was no longer whether he could get an earth-type divine blade, but whether he could truly master this demon-devouring knife.
Using the source of ice and fire as a guide, Nian Bing used five seventh-level magics successively. There was no problem with his mental power, but his magic power was consumed a bit too much. Even a magician used so many high-level magics continuously.
The magic load is also huge. Fortunately, Nian Bing's mental power is extremely abundant, so he can persevere.
Returning to the state of meditation, Nian Bing restored the magic power he had consumed. From the initial condensation to the use of magic to the final meditation, it was Nian Bing's entire training process. Every time he went through such a process, in the final meditation
He will have some understanding every time, and he will also make some progress in magic power. For Nian Bing, there is no longer day and night. Every time he flies for about two hours, he will find a place.
Practice in a remote place, then get up and fly, and occasionally eat some simple food to satisfy his hunger. For him, not only will this not make him tired, but his energy will get better and better, and he can clearly feel that his magic is constantly improving.
The progress, especially in the use of mimetic magic, is very clear.
Even Nian Bing himself doesn't know how much time has passed in this kind of cultivation process, but he has a strong sense of direction, coupled with the memories of his childhood, he can always recognize the accurate direction and move forward.