The Legend of Futian Chapter 20: Let the wolf into the room


   When Ye Futian stepped into the other courtyard, he heard the sound of the piano in his ears, and there was a hint of tenderness in the sound of the piano, like a woman playing.

   But Ye Futian saw the teacher sitting in the pavilion and playing the piano, elegant and quiet. Looking at that face, Ye Futian thought to himself that it’s no wonder that she could give birth to such a wicked beauty as Hua Jieyu, whose handsome face can match himself Compare it with...

   Ye Futian's footsteps were very light, and he walked quietly to the pavilion, but the sound of the piano still stopped slowly, but it did not appear abrupt, the middle-aged looked up at Ye Futian, smiled and said: "Here."

   "Teacher." Ye Futian leaned forward and shouted.

   "Well, come and sit." The middle-aged said, Ye Futian walked to the pavilion and sat opposite the teacher.

  "How much do you know about Falun?"

  "The magic urn is to engrave spells on the urn paper, so only a very perceptive wizard can do it. This kind of wizard is called a carver." Ye Futian slowly said: "Because the wizard can control The spiritual energy of is limited. When you need to release spells quickly during battle, it is destined that the power of the spell is equivalent to the realm. However, in a non-combat state, a mage can spend a lot of time to condense the spiritual power to remove the spells that cannot be released during the battle. On the urn paper, this is the law urn."

  "That’s right, if you are an excellent carver, the power of the magic carver you carve will be far more powerful than the magic power you can release in battle, so the carver often has unexpected cross-border battles. Ability, no one would be willing to confront an engraver." The middle-aged said.

  "Not only that, the engravers are often very wealthy, because the price of the mortars is expensive. As for the status of an excellent engraver, you should know something."

   "The disciple knows." Ye Futian smiled.

   "Of course, Master Kelu is very particular about talent, and ordinary wizards have no chance at all, and you are born with such a talent." The middle-aged looked at Ye Futian, then stood up and left, saying: "Follow me."

   Ye Futian followed the middle-aged and came to a bookstore in another courtyard. This bookstore has a collection of over a thousand books. The middle of the bookstore points to a place on the bookshelf. He said: "The books here are all teaching the law. Again."

  "Okay." Ye Futian didn't ask anything, and nodded directly. He was quite satisfied with this middle-aged person, and then left the study room, leaving Ye Futian alone.

   Ye Futian briefly reviewed the books about Falun, and then he picked up one of them and read it seriously. Even if he is talented, he still needs to start from the basics. Under the influence of his father, he understood the importance of knowledge since childhood, so he read books very seriously.

   Unknowingly, the shadow of the sun slanted to the west, Hua Jieyu came from outside and shouted: "Father."

  The middle-aged raised his head and smiled at Hua Jieyu, and said: "How is the record today?"

   "Three-headed ninth-level monster." Hua Jieyu smiled.

   "Not bad." The middle-aged nodded, and said: "You go to prepare the engraving pen and paper."

   "Do you want to practice again?" Hua Jie said.

   "It's not you, for Futian." The middle-aged smiled.

   Hua Jieyu heard the words Futian flashing in her beautiful eyes, is that guy here? Really... very conscious!

  …………

   When Ye Futian came out, he saw Hua Jieyu in Taichung pavilion laying out paper and pen. His tall **** figure and elegant temperament all revealed the beauty beyond the age of a girl, Ye Futian thought, Shi Niang was afraid She was also a great beauty, but she didn't see it.

   Ye Futian quietly stepped forward, and laughed in a low voice: "It's really virtuous."

   Hua Jieyu stiffens, virtuous?

  "This is my house, be careful when speaking." Hua Jieyu turned her head and looked at Ye Futian with a light smile, beautiful and moving, but Ye Futian didn't want to appreciate it. This fairy is powerful, he has already experienced it.

   "Futian, have you finished reading it?" The middle-aged man walked from the house at this time, holding a scroll in his hand.

   "Well, I have finished reading it." Ye Futian nodded gently.

   "Well, how do you cultivate as a mage now?" the middle-aged asked.

   "Awakening the sixth level of Wushuang."

   "Have you ever practiced spells?" The middle-aged continued to ask.

   "No." Ye Futian said that spells like Mars can basically be ruled out.

  "Very good." The middle-aged man seemed to be very satisfied, which made Ye Futian blink. He hadn't practiced spells, but better?

   "The engraving spell is a little different from using a mage. If you haven't practiced a spell, it’s easier to directly experience it." The middle-aged explained, and then he rolled a book in front of Ye Futian, saying: "This is some For the carving method of basic spells, we start with the first spell."

   Ye Futian nodded, took the scroll and looked carefully, the first spell, thunderstorm, awakening-level spell, can cause a thunderstorm to attack the opponent.

   "I finished reading." Ye Futian put down the scroll.

  "Engrave." The middle-aged nodded, and Ye Futian picked up the engraving pen with a serious look. Then, there was thunder shining around, flowing from his body to his arms, converging on the tip of the pen. At the same time, the thunder power between heaven and earth also As if flowing towards the pen tip, Ye Futian began to carve the urn. His movements were very slow and extremely serious. At this moment, a thunder light shone, and immediately all the thunder power on the urn paper flowed away.

   "Failed." Ye Futian was a little disappointed.

   "It's okay, change another one and continue." Next to the middle-aged, Ye Futian nodded and changed a piece of carved paper, faintly distressed, the price of this carved paper is very expensive.

   The second time, the third time... Until the ninth time, I still failed, but I could hold on for a little longer each time.

   "Jieyu, you come." The middle-aged said at this time, Hua Jieyu nodded slightly, and his slender palm stretched out. Ye Futian was taken aback, and then handed the pen to Hua Jieyu.

   Hua Jieyu took a piece of paper, and the thunder light shone, and she began to carve the urn.

  "Thunder-type talent." Ye Futian's eyes flashed a sharp light. Last time he was a gold-type. He had a wind-type talent when he fought in Tianmon Mountain... Is this fairy like him?

   Hua Jieyu was very serious when carving the urn, but it also seemed very relaxed. The whole person seemed to have a layer of light, and it was more radiant. In just a moment, a Fa urn was carved, and then Hua Jieyu raised her head and looked with a smile Looking at Ye Futian.

   Ye Futian trembled and humiliated.

   "Okay, take your time." The middle-aged smiled and said, and then he and Hua Jieyu left the pavilion, leaving all the space for Ye Futian, where he could quietly carve the urn.

   "Yeah." Ye Futian nodded, thoughtlessly, and started to carve it all by himself, but failed constantly, but every time he failed, he would make a little progress.

   As the dusk fell, the middle-aged man sat on a chair and whispered: "How long did it take you to carve the urn for the first time?"

   "One day." Hua Jie said.

   "He succeeded immediately, and he didn't need me to teach." The middle-aged whispered: "Girl, I have never seen anyone in the Awakening Realm have such a strong perception and control of Reiki, even you , It’s worse."

   Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes looked at the young figure in front of him. At this moment, a bright thunder light shone and bloomed. It was a thunderstorm, attacking madly forward.

   "Teacher, I succeeded." Ye Futian exclaimed in surprise, Hua Jieyu blinked her beautiful eyes, actually, really so fast?

   "This guy, he used it as soon as he succeeded in the moment. It's really not saving at all." The middle-aged said, with a gentle smile in those deep eyes. He didn't expect to be in Qingzhou City. Encountering such a good seedling, full-attribute mage talent, and natural engraver, this also means that Ye Futian will be able to become a full-attribute engraver.

   "I succeeded." At this moment, Ye Futian ran over with excitement on his face. He felt that after he carved out a spell, he was equivalent to learning this spell.

  "Very good, but you need to work harder in the future. You must be able to carve the spells on the scroll." The middle-aged looked at Ye Futian's excited look. No matter how talented he is, he is only fifteen years old. Boy, this age, so good.

   "Yeah." Ye Futian nodded.

   "It's dark, are you..." At this time, Hua Jieyu smiled and looked at Ye Futian, implying something self-evident.

   "Time is so fast." Ye Futian looked up at the sky, and then said: "It's dark and the road is not easy to walk at night. Teacher, do you have a spare room here, or I will stay here."

   "You..." Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes condensed~ IndoMTL.com~ Is it difficult to walk at night? This reason also works?

   Ye Futian didn't look at her, but looked at the middle-aged expectantly.

   "Okay, then live here, Jieyu, you go and help Futian clean up the room." The middle-aged smiled.

   "Ah..." Hua Jieyu blinked her beautiful eyes, she, went to help Ye Futian clean up the room?

   So this time it was Ye Futian's turn to look at her with a smile, with that look, but looking forward to it.

   goblin make the bed, this treatment is really wonderful...

   "I'm not going." Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian's eyes, how could he follow.

  "Jieyu." The middle-aged man looked at Hua Jieyu. Hua Jieyu stood up a little aggrieved, and then walked towards the room.

   "Teacher, I'll help." Ye Futian followed, the middle-aged nodded, and a faint quarrel came from behind.

   looked up at the sky full of stars that appeared in the sky, the middle-aged man showed a reminiscence smile on his face, and said: "We were so big back then."

   Ye Futian was completely dependent on staying, and Hua Jieyu used four words to evaluate her father and led the wolf into the room...

   Day by day, Ye Futian can engrave more and more spells, and he has even been able to engrave and awaken seven-level spells.

   On this day, Ye Futian carved the urn alone in the pavilion. Suddenly, he seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and he gave birth to a very mysterious feeling, his mind moved slightly, and the aura between heaven and earth suddenly seemed to be with his body There was a kind of resonance, frantically surrounding the body, which was completely different from simple gathering of Qi.

  "Seventh Mage, Profound Realm." Ye Futian showed a bright smile on his face. Of course he felt it these days. During the process of carving the urn, his ability to perceive and control aura is improving every day. The process itself is practicing!


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