There is no need to be disturbed in the normal practice of a spellcaster, and you can interrupt at will.
Hearing Ethan's question, Li Guanqi opened his eyes and looked at him. His mind was filled with the scene in reality where he fought against the sword-arm curse spirit, but his spiritual power was exhausted and the ice crystal sword collapsed.
This doesn't seem right.
The ice crystal sword has been condensed, isn't it already fixed? Why does it still collapse?
Even if the ice cubes will melt slowly if they are not kept at low temperature, it should be a step-by-step process and melt slowly. Why does it collapse directly?
Li Guanqi immediately asked Ethan for advice.
"oh?"
Ethan raised his eyebrows, "You can gather yourself together again and let me see."
"OK."
Li Guanqi made a seal with both hands, without using any supernatural powers. He simply activated the blood-releasing and ice-condensing technique, creating a frozen blood sword.
"Go on."
Seeing that he had no follow-up action, Ethan couldn't help but say.
"Continue what?" Li Guanqi was stunned.
"Connect a fixation technique."
Ethan was also stunned, "Didn't your master teach you? This kind of 'creation' type of spell must be connected with the fixation spell after it is successfully cast to fix the shape of the created object. Otherwise, the spirit must be continuously released."
Power, who can afford it?
Of course, if you need the creation to change its state at any time, that's a different matter. Naturally, you can't use fixation, otherwise it won't be able to change."
Li Guanqi was shocked.
And this kind of spell!
It was not in [Spell Mastery (White)], nor was it in Wei Mo's collection of books. As a result, he didn't even know there was such a thing, which caused him to suffer a big loss and kept using his spiritual power to maintain the ice sword.
Sure enough, knowledge is power...
"The fixation spell is just a cheap little spell. Just wait, I'll write you the details."
Ethan took out a notebook from a small bag on his waist, and...
A black pen.
"rustle--"
Ethan held the pen with his mechanical right hand and quickly filled the page with writing, then tore it out of the notebook and handed it to Li Guanqi.
"Thanks."
Li Guanqi took it with both hands.
"It's okay."
Ethan waved his hand casually, "When you enter the Conjuration Academy, even if it is a small branch, the teachers will teach you. I just teach you in advance."
"I still have to thank you."
After Li Guanqi thanked him again, he carefully checked the contents of the paper and began to learn the spell called "Fixation Technique".
About three minutes later.
"呲——"
The frost condensed, and an ice cone was suspended in his hand, emitting icy blue mist and spinning continuously around his wrist.
This ice cone does not need to continuously infuse spiritual power to maintain its form. It only needs to consume some spiritual power to control its movement. Compared with the original spiritual power, it is almost 50% less!
"You, you..."
Ethan looked at this scene and widened his green eyes, "Is this really your first time learning the fixation technique?!"
Li Guanqi nodded.
"How could...oh!"
Ethan was so shocked that he stood up in the carriage, his head suddenly hit the ceiling of the carriage, and he screamed in pain.
"How could you learn it so quickly?!"
He bent over, covered his head, and looked at Li Guanqi in disbelief, "No one can learn a brand-new spell in five minutes that they have never experienced before!"
...But the powerful Son of Tongyou can.
Of course, what Li Guanqi was thinking couldn't really come out of his mouth. He just smiled and said: "My master has never taught me the fixation technique, but he has taught me another kind of spell with similar principles, so I can learn it so quickly."
"No wonder, I'll just say it."
Ethan smiled and sat down again.
Li Guanqi also smiled.
The text simulation was interrupted, and he didn’t know what happened to the two fellow conjurers who left and returned in the forest. Were they victims? Or were they the masterminds behind the scenes?
So, be cautious.
Showing weakness can better make others relax their vigilance.
By the way...
‘No one can learn a new spell in five minutes that they have never experienced before’?
Five minutes?
minute?
Li Guanqi's eyes flickered.
First the Chinese language and simplified Chinese characters, then the printed publications in Wei Mo’s library, then the year 4870 in Wei Mo’s diary, then to Ethan’s robot hand, pen, and now the minute timing method...
And, most importantly.
It calls itself [Weird World Simulator], and it is supposed to be used to simulate a weird world, but it can simulate real-life situations.
Weird world...
Li Guanqi raised his head and looked at the mahogany ceiling of the carriage, with various thoughts floating in his mind.
There seems to be a little too much connection between this world and reality.
Why?
Is it just that the "god" behind the strange world deliberately created such a familiar world in order to facilitate the understanding of selected humans like them?
Or should I say...
4870 years?
This idea was so ridiculous that Li Guanqi didn't even want to think about it.
'Let's just think of the weird world as a game created by "gods" for humans.'
Li Guanqi said this to himself in his heart, then closed his eyes and re-entered the state of cultivation.
The carriage jolted.
From early morning until dusk, they finally arrived at their destination.
From one forest to the entrance of another forest.
Li Guanqi and Ethan got off the carriage, and what they saw was a group of well-equipped cavalry.
There were twenty-one people in total. Not to mention the soldiers, even the horses were all wearing armor. The men and horses were all wearing black armor, which glowed with a strange luster in the dim afterglow.
In addition, there are hundreds of prisoners whose hands and feet are shackled and connected by iron ropes, forming a long line of prisoners.
Unlike Ethan, the blond guy, the cavalry team and the prisoners are all yellow.
"Ethan, it's getting dark."
In the cavalry team, a figure covered in black robe slowly walked out, his voice was indifferent, without any fluctuation.
He lifted his hood.
It was a slightly pale man's face, of yellow race, with a bald head, no hair, and no blood on his lips. The whole person looked sickly.
In Li Guanqi's view, this person is just like those cancer patients on TV who often receive chemotherapy.
【One Yuan Level Conjurer】
Li Guanqi, Ethan, plus this person.
The three magicians accompanying the army in the simulation are alive and well.
"What's wrong with it being dark, Wu An?"
Ethan smiled and stepped forward to put his arms around the conjurer's shoulders and put their arms around each other, as if they were very familiar with each other - because a qualified conjurer would never let beings of the same level get close to him easily.
The weak physical body is the greatest weakness of the magician.
And this magician named Wu An is willing to let Ethan get close. Obviously, the relationship between the two should be good.
"In the forest at night, there will be more beasts coming out, and..."
Wu An looked at the forest in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly, "Curse Spirit."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Ethan laughed heartily, "Wu An, my dear friend, what are you worried about? In addition to the twenty well-trained Southern Xinjiang cavalry, we have three spellcasters here."
"They are two conjurers."
Wu An corrected him expressionlessly, and glanced at Li Guanqi, "And an apprentice."
"Don't worry, let's go."
Ethan chuckled and patted his shoulder, "We have to transport this group of prisoners to the border of southern Xinjiang within seven days. We don't have much time. If we don't travel overnight, it will be too late."