The fourth-level magician is the dividing line among magicians. Once you reach the fourth level, you will truly break away from the category of low-level magicians and become a mid-level magician.
Intermediate magicians are extremely noble beings in the entire Southern Territory. Any force, even those martial arts forces from high-ranking dynasties, will be the first to curry favor with him!
But a magician's breakthrough is closely related to his talent. Mo Yun has been stuck in this realm for ten years since he became a third-level magician!
I haven't made a breakthrough in ten years. If it weren't for the incredible opportunity, I might never have had it in this life.
But Yang Xiu vowed to let him break through in three months!
Mo Yun couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes, but he still asked excitedly and tremblingly: "Really? You won't lie to me, right?"
For a magician who has been stuck for ten years and has not reached the fourth level to break through the realm in three months, I am afraid that even the president of the Southern Territory Magician Guild cannot do this, right?
"Haha, lied to you?"
"Master Mo Yun's words are serious. I don't have the time to lie to you."
Yang Xiu said quietly: "You have been stuck as a third-level magician for ten years. With ten years of accumulation, is it difficult to step into the fourth level with my help in three months? Be my slave, let alone the fourth level, the future will be the fifth level.
, it’s also possible!”
"How can I trust you?" Master Mo Yun was frightened, suppressing his inner excitement, and asked in a deep voice.
"Oh."
Yang Xiu sneered, pointed his finger, and a stream of light penetrated into Mo Yun's sea of consciousness.
"What did you do to me!" A massive amount of information exploded in Mo Yundun's sea of knowledge. The entire sea of consciousness was shaken by this message, causing waves and turning the river upside down.
Mo Yun's face changed drastically, and as soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly froze, showing an incredible expression of horror, and said in a voiceless voice: "The art of spiritual tempering! This is the art of spiritual tempering!"
The art of spiritual tempering is one of the few spiritual cultivation methods that can temper the spirit and improve the soul power. It is extremely rare in the entire continent. At least in Dongzhou, it was only recorded a hundred years ago!
"With this spiritual tempering technique, within a year, my soul power will be able to reach the fourth level. If combined with the twelve techniques of Shutian..."
He is confident that he will become a fourth-level magician within half a year!
Yang Xiu actually possessed such a treasure! And he gave it to him casually!
Is the young man in front of me really just a warrior who came out of a small dynasty town?
With a "boom", Mo Yun's brain exploded and he was stunned in place. From this point of view, Yang Xiu did not lie to him. The latter really had the ability to let him step into the fourth level in March!
Thinking of this, the way Mo Yun looked at him completely changed, his attitude was extremely respectful, and he said in a trembling voice: "Yang Xiu, Young Master Yang... did you really give me this spiritual tempering technique?"
"Don't be happy too early."
Yang Xiu said coldly: "I only gave you half of the art of spiritual tempering. If you want to complete it, you have to do one thing for me first."
After saying that, Yang Xiu took out the paper and started writing. He handed him the list filled with materials and said, "I will give you half a month. Within half a month, all the materials above will be collected."
"Hey!"
Mo Yun took the materials and immediately took a breath, his old face wrinkled together.
You know, he is also a third-level magician after all. He has studied the art for decades, but the materials above are rarer than the last. He has only seen some of the materials in ancient books, and there are even two or three kinds of them.
Never heard of it at all!
It will be together within half a month...
Mo Yun said nervously: "Mr. Yang, these materials are numerous and scarce. We can collect them in half a month. Isn't the time too tight?"
Yang Xiu sneered: "Can't you? Do you really think it's easy to be my slave? I don't want incompetent subordinates. This matter is also a test for you. If you can't do it, there is no need to waste our time.
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"Yes, it can be done!" Thinking of the method of spiritual tempering and becoming a fourth-level magician, a look of madness flashed in Mo Yun's eyes. Damn it, I have been stuck at the third level for ten years. If I don't work hard,
There is no chance to go further in this life!
Fight!
He gritted his teeth fiercely and promised: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang, within half a month, I will have to get it together even if my legs are broken!"
Yang Xiu nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Yes, I am very satisfied that you can have such motivation."
After speaking, he pointed his finger, and a piece of scroll information penetrated into Mo Yun's sea of consciousness.
"The Twelve Techniques of Shutian!"
Mo Yun was overjoyed.
What Yang Xiu passed on to him was the Twelve Techniques he had performed before, the Needle Control Style!
Yang Xiu glanced at him lightly and said: "This is the needle control technique. Of course, with your talent, you won't be able to understand it even if you give it another three years. After you become my slave, I will pass on my experience to you and help you."
Enlightenment."
"Thank you, Mr. Yang!"
Mo Yun was overjoyed, and his attitude toward Yang Xiu completely changed. He even felt nervous in his heart, fearing that he would not be able to complete the task and become Yang Xiu's slave.
"There is too much information, please take it into consideration."
Yang Xiu waved his hand lightly, and the voice of the old ghost picking up stars came to his ears: "Boy, why is the list of materials you gave him so familiar?"
"Exactly." Yang Xiu smiled and said.
In the ancient god monument, the face of the old star-catching ghost changed slightly, and he was startled and said: "Is it true?"
Yang Xiudao: "Yes, it is the fifth-grade elixir, the fifth-turn exquisite pill!"
"Fifth Transformation Exquisite Pill!"
A loud shout came from the Ancient God Monument, and the face of the old star-catching ghost changed drastically, his eyes widened and he said: "You!"
Yang Xiu smiled and said: "The fifth-level exquisite pill is a fifth-level elixir that has the power to repair the soul and temper the soul. If the senior takes it, it can restore at least 30% of the peak soul power."
The higher the realm of the magician, the more terrifying the soul power becomes.
The 30% soul power of a ninth-level magician is equivalent to that of a fifth-level magician.
As long as the star-catching old ghost recovers part of his soul power, with his method, it is enough to recover the remaining soul power by himself. It is not impossible to even reshape his body in the future and return to the top!
"Boy, thank you very much." Inside the Ancient God Monument, the old star-picking ghost was silent for a while before slowly speaking.
"I have inherited the legacy of my predecessors, and it is you who should say thank you."
"Besides, senior is the pinnacle figure in our human race's martial arts. It will be a good thing for me if you recover."
Yang Xiu grinned and glanced at Ling'er. Not only did his pupils shrink slightly. Under the Ancient Demonic Eyes, he could feel that the power of Ling'er's divine body was rapidly merging with it.
Not only the fusion, but also the internal injuries caused by the backlash of the cold body's power were actually recovered under the influence of the divine body.
"What a powerful divine body!"
Yang Xiu couldn't help but shine with light in his eyes. Although he still didn't know what Ling'er Divine Body was, he was sure that Ling'er Divine Body was absolutely extraordinary.
It is even an extremely powerful divine body.
For Yang Xiu, Ling'er has such a divine body, and it is definitely a good thing to help him control it!
"Yang Xiu! How dare you dare to attack the elders of the Magicians Guild! Get out of here!"
On the mountain behind the Heavenly Punishment Sword Peak, an arrogant and domineering rebuke resounded through the sky, and the sound mixed with spiritual power resounded throughout the entire Sword Peak.
"what happens?"
"Did the sound come from the back mountain? You heard it, Yang Xiu attacked the elders of the Magicians Guild! Real or fake!"
"hiss!--"
Figures emerged from each peak of the Heavenly Punishment Sword Peak. They were disciples who were practicing in seclusion. At this moment, they all had horrified eyes and looked towards the back mountain!
