Ever since Meng Hao noticed the danger hidden in the fog, his mood became tense again.

It suddenly occurred to him that the first three days of the game were the novice protection period.

During this period of time, each player will only face crises on the desert island.

Once the novice protection period expires, dangers in the ocean and fog may appear.

The first three days are not so much the player's protection period as they are the growth and development period.

After three days, every player will face crises from all directions. Without sufficient resources to rely on, it will be extremely difficult.

So these three days are crucial!

Meng Hao is now protected by goblin guards, and has dark rangers by his side. Guards with swords are also being trained.

Theoretically, his base island is already strong.

But he knew that these were all foreign objects.

Only by becoming stronger can you be invincible forever.

There are too many people to rely on, so we have to rely on ourselves to survive.

Therefore, practicing magic is imperative!

Meng Hao's fighting spirit was high and his blood was boiling.

Meng Hao had never dreamed of such an exciting thing as practicing magic.

And now, he was sitting cross-legged in a serious manner, carefully following the method given in the witch's diary to understand the water element.

However, half an hour passed.

Apart from a little numbness in my legs, I didn't feel anything.

"Could it be that my posture is wrong?"

Meng Hao has watched many movies. When practicing, doesn't he always sit cross-legged?

Oh, right.

That is the posture of cultivating immortality, which may be different from practicing magic.

"Change your position and do it again."

So, Meng Hao got up and moved around for a while, then sat up straight and continued practicing.

Ten minutes later, I still felt nothing, so I changed to standing to practice again.

Next,

Sitting, standing, lying down, lying down...

The younger brother is pushing the cart, the younger sister is sitting on the lotus, with five hearts pointing to the sky...

I have tried various positions, but to no avail.

It seems that practicing magic has nothing to do with posture.

"Do you want to ride on a broomstick?"

Meng Hao frowned, feeling that his knowledge of magic was too lacking.

Nine years of compulsory education, teachers don’t even teach it!

Meng Hao's heart felt cold. Although he had the witch's diary, it seemed a bit difficult to learn magic.

There's no way to get started.

Next to him, the Dark Ranger witnessed the whole process and was shocked by his master's strange behavior.

After a long time, she finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked in a low voice: "Master, what are you doing?"

Meng Hao coughed dryly and responded: "I'm practicing magic, but I can't sense the magic element at all. It's too difficult."

Dark Ranger looked at Meng Hao with a strange expression, as if he was looking at a fool.

Meng Hao: "???"

"What's that look in your eyes?"

"Could it be that you think men who practice magic are cool?"

Meng Hao felt that he was despised.

Anyone can despise themselves, but not beautiful girls!

The Dark Ranger looked at Meng Hao with a shy face, and said weakly: "Master, I don't mean anything else. I just feel that your practice of magic seems to be in the wrong direction."

"Oh? Do you know magic?"

"Oh! By the way, you know how to use Ice Arrow, which is also a type of magic."

Thinking of this, Meng Hao's eyes suddenly lit up.

It's really hard to find anything without wearing iron shoes, and it takes no effort at all to get it!

The magic teacher is right next to you!

Meng Hao hurriedly picked up the manuscript he translated and handed it to Dark Ranger, asking her to help guide it.

The Dark Ranger stretched out his emerald green hand, took the small grid notebook handed over by Meng Hao, just glanced at it and threw it back.

Sorry, the elves said they don't understand.

Meng Hao suddenly looked stunned and handed her the witch's diary again.

Dark Ranger glanced at it and quickly returned it to Meng Hao.

Still can't understand.

Meng Hao: "???"

"Aren't the magic runes connected?"

Meng Hao asked, holding the field grid in his left hand and the witch's diary in his right hand.

Dark Ranger shook his head slightly and said: "This should be the language of the desert island world. I am not from the desert island world."

Speaking of this, the Dark Ranger seemed to recall his hometown, and there was a hint of gloom in his bright eyes.

An extremely cold storm seemed to have set off in her heart, and bursts of chill began to emanate from her whole body.

Meng Hao couldn't help but feel shocked.

Originally, he planned to ask about the origins of the Dark Ranger, but seeing this scene, he decisively gave up the idea.

Now that Dark Ranger has finally gained some warmth, if he returns to his cold self as before, that is obviously not what Meng Hao wants to see.

Meng Hao sighed with emotion.

Could it be that his great career in practicing magic was so premature?

Is it possible that all the passion must be extinguished like this?

Meng Hao shook his head in disappointment and took back the witch's diary and Tianzi grid in his hand to store the ring, planning to practice again when he had the opportunity in the future.

Now I am like a headless fly, it is impossible to succeed in cultivation.

Continuing to practice is just a waste of time.

If you have this time, why not explore more desert islands, maybe you can get better results.

Seeing Meng Hao's disappointed expression, Dark Ranger immediately comforted him:

"Although I can't understand what's written on it, I know that the mechanisms for practicing magic are all the same."

"No matter what kind of magic you practice, you must let go of your body and mind and let your spirit blend with the whole world."

"If you practice earth magic, you should imagine yourself as a speck of dust, with your spiritual power integrated into the deep soil, and feel the majestic power of the earth."

"If you practice water magic, you should imagine yourself as a drop of water, integrating your spiritual power into the vast ocean, and feel the power contained in the stormy waves."

"If you practice fire magic, you should imagine yourself as a ball of fire, integrate your mental power into the flames, and feel the power of the flames in the burning and blazing."

"If you practice wind magic, you should imagine yourself as a gust of wind, integrate your mental power into the storm, and feel the power of the wind in the elegance of the wind and clouds in the sky."

…

The Dark Ranger spoke quietly, his delicate face was particularly attractive, and his clear voice was mesmerizing.

Listening to the words of the Dark Ranger, Meng Hao felt like he was enlightened, and his heart suddenly became enlightened.

It turns out that practicing magic is not about studying math problems.

It does not mean that if you have a method to solve the problem, you can write the answer.

You also need to understand it with your heart and chant it devoutly.

So, Meng Hao slowly closed his eyes and gently opened his arms.

Open your heart and embrace the world.

Think of yourself as a drop of water and listen to the roar of the waves around you.

One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.

With the help of the Insight Pipe, Meng Hao felt more relaxed than ever before, his body and mind integrated into the vast ocean, roaming freely.

At this moment, the witch's diary, which had always been obscure, seemed to come to life.

The pages that Meng Hao had translated before began to automatically appear in his mind.

Suddenly, a drop of water beat in the palm of Meng Hao's palm, and then began to spin crazily.

Under the surprised gaze of the Dark Ranger, the drop of water in Meng Hao's hand grew larger and larger, and soon grew to the size of a fist.

An explosive force continued to brew in the water ball, and its power became more and more terrifying.
Chapter completed!