"My current mana is only enough to cast fireballs ten times, and my mana is exhausted. I need to meditate with spiritual stones in my hands to restore my mana. It will take at least an hour to restore all my mana. At the end of the day, most of my time is wasted on
While meditating, casting spells doesn’t take much time.”
Ye Chen found that practicing spells was too slow and a bit nerve-wracking, so he began to think about how to get the effects as quickly as possible.
"If I had known this, I might as well have bought a bottle of low-level spiritual wine to restore my mana."
Ye Chen was a little annoyed.
But today I can only practice.
Yun Xin came here once or twice during this period, chatting with Ye Chen and asking if there was anything she could do to help.
Ye Chen's reaction was cold.
Although he had only been in the Yun's Training Academy for a short time, he watched with cold eyes. Many of the Immortal City disciples here were very fond of Yun Xin. As soon as Yun Xin appeared, many people would stare at him with warning eyes.
He just wanted to practice wholeheartedly and didn't want to get involved in this vortex of jealousy.
Ye Chen couldn't help but refute Yun Xin's enthusiasm in person, so he could only apologize and give a cold response.
Yun Xin chatted for a while, felt bored, and went elsewhere.
Ye Chen felt the pressure on his body lightened and continued to concentrate on practicing magic.
Suddenly, there was a lot of noise and commotion in the Yun Cultivation Academy.
"Senior Brother Wu Rong, we must not lose again this time. If we lose again, we will be embarrassed in front of Yun Xin."
"Senior Brother Yuan Hong, we must knock him down in this duel!"
Dozens of Qi-refining stage cultivators who were originally scattered in the courtyard, practicing their own spells in twos and threes, actually gathered in a large circle, shouting the names of the two people loudly, excitedly. Even several monks from the Yun family guided them,
He also watched from the sidelines and did not stop or prohibit it.
Ye Chen couldn't help but stop practicing, stood up, and came to the crowd.
In the middle of the large circle, two young monks stared at each other, brewing spells and preparing to attack. All the monks around them were calling their names loudly, eager to start a fight immediately so they could see each other.
"Don't the rules of the Immortal City prohibit immortal cultivators from fighting? Only the Immortal Fighting Platform can compete. How can fighting be allowed in this training ground?"
When Ye Chen saw this scene, he couldn't help but asked the short monk next to him in surprise.
"The Immortal Fighting Platform in the Immortal City is a place where masters of immortality go up to make a name for themselves. Low-level monks like us are humiliating ourselves by going up there. We will be scolded by the onlookers and come off the stage. In the Yun family's cultivation compound,
There are monks from the Yun family here to guide and monitor the situation. It is just a sparring exercise and no one will be hurt, so there is no harm in having a duel. As long as nothing happens, the guards in the city will not care about the training ground."
The little monk couldn't help laughing.
"By the way, you seem to be the new one today! I've just arrived here not long ago. I'm Zhao An, a young casual cultivator from Zhaoyue Kingdom. My father is also a casual cultivator from Zhaoyue Kingdom. He sent me to
Here it comes. Are you?"
"My name is Ye Chen! I am a monk who came to Immortal City from the small country of Wu, which is far away. Your father and son are both immortal cultivators. Are they a family of immortal cultivators?"
Ye Chen nodded and smiled.
"No, my family is far away from the cultivating family. You and I are just small casual cultivators. Most of the people in the Yun Cultivation Academy are like us, either from various countries or from small families of cultivators.
Disciple."
Zhao An shook his head and then said enviously to the two young monks in the circle, "The smallest family of immortal cultivators must have at least a dozen cultivators and have their own property. These two, senior brothers Wu Rong and Yuan Hong
, they are the disciples of the Immortal Cultivation Family. Senior Brother Wu Rong’s family owns dozens of spiritual fields and is engaged in the spiritual valley business. Senior Brother Yuan Hong’s family runs an elixir workshop. There is also Yun Xin, the Yun family is also a Cultivation Immortal Family, with a family
industry."
"Senior Brother Wu and Senior Brother Yuan have competed for more than ten games at least, and they have been lying on the injured bed many times, just to pursue Senior Sister Yun Xin. Everyone can see that Senior Sister Yun Xin is not interested in them, but the two of them
I just want to fight to the death."
Zhao An winked and said excitedly in a low voice, "The fat one is Yuan Hong, and the slightly thinner brother Wu Rong is both at the second level of Qi refining stage."
Ye Chen's eyes swept across the noisy crowd.
The two young monks were already casting spells and starting to fight.
The surrounding monks watched from a distance of more than ten feet and cheered loudly.
"Wu, you can't beat me! Your fireballs are not as fast as my wind blades! If we fight ten more times, I will still knock you down."
Yuan Hong sneered, and raised two fingers of his right hand. Instantly, a blue cyclone appeared on the tip of his finger, and he moved his finger forward.
"Whoosh"
The green cyclone on the fingertips turned into a green light several inches long and shot out.
Bah!
The cyclone split into the sky, with a slight whistling sound, and the speed was unbelievable.
"Bah! Don't give me a chance, otherwise you will be the only one who falls down."
Wu Rong controlled a ball of fire in his hand and did not attack. Instead, he went on the defensive and stared at Yuan Hong's movements with angry eyes. When he saw the green cyclone coming, he quickly blasted the fireball in his hand.
boom!
The blue light was so fast that it arrived in a flash, and the fireball just exploded in mid-air and dispersed into a sheet of flames.
Wu Rong hurriedly avoided the flames.
At the first and second levels of Qi refining stage, the magic power of monks is weak, and the power will be greatly weakened if it exceeds ten feet.
The monks who were watching were not worried about hurting themselves.
Besides, the two people in the field were competing for the power of spells. It was just a competition, not a life-and-death battle. They didn't dare to kill them. They were wearing robes and spiritual armor, so they wouldn't be seriously injured if they were hit by one or two spells.
Ye Chen watched from the crowd, but he was shocked.
"The speed at which these two second-level monks in the Qi Refining Stage release their spells is so fast, almost instantaneous, and extremely accurate. With my current strength, if I were to fight with them, I would only be beaten and unable to fight back!"
"It seems that I have to practice harder!"
...
The next day, in order to speed up the practice of spells, Ye Chen spent a lot of spiritual stones to buy spiritual wine to practice spells. If you don't want to waste time on long and boring meditation, buying spiritual wine is the best way to quickly restore your magic power.
.
Ye Chen walked around the market stalls. Among the low-level spiritual wines, the cheapest is the first-level "Chen Sang Wine". One bottle requires three spiritual stones. It can restore a Qi Refiner in a short time.
For monks at the third level of Qi Refining, all their mana can be recovered several times.
After Ye Chen used it for a day, his spell practice was dozens of times faster, but the cost of purchasing spiritual wine was too high.
"A bottle of Chensang wine is not enough for me to practice magic for an hour. In one day's practice, I have to use at least five bottles of Chensang wine, and more than ten spiritual stones are gone in one go. The amount of spiritual wine consumed
The price is comparable to the "Fireball" magic manual! It's okay for one day, but it costs too much spiritual stone to do this every day!"