Divine Flame Crystal

Since Xingluo has been meditating 24 hours a day, and his mental power is far beyond that of ordinary people, his mental power has been growing rapidly recently, and has already reached the peak of an apprentice magician.

Xingluo had been reading in the library for the past month. His understanding of magic had also grown by leaps and bounds. Sitting cross-legged on the bed, he looked at the magical elements around him, and began to mobilize his mental power, rushing towards the magic fire in his body.

At the same time, the surrounding light silver magic elements were also mobilized and gathered towards the silver magic flame in the body.

The overly intense magical elements formed a vortex in the air, which began to flow back towards Xingluo like a funnel.

He looked at the silver band of light, which was surging towards him like mercury, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of his mouth. After this period of theoretical supplementation, he already knew that he was a dual-element magician, which was a rare talent in the entire continent.

He summoned all his mental power and began to attack the barrier of the junior magician. He compressed the gaseous magic fire into liquid, so that the magic power in his body would grow more than 10 times more than it is now. Gradually, the magic fire shrank slightly, and Xingluo mobilized his mental power more and more frantically, urging the magic elements to compress into his body, and it seemed that he was about to succeed.

Xingluo suddenly felt a sharp pain in his brain, which was a sign of severe mental overdraft. Xingluo was unwilling to give up, and once again squeezed his potential, pushing it hard, the pain made beads of sweat on his forehead.

But this time it was not as good as before. Finally, Xingluo shook his head and sighed.

Still failed to compress the magic fire into liquid magic power.

Xingluo knew the principle of "the first attack is the best, the second is weaker and the third is the worst", so he made this attack with the mentality of giving it a try.

Xingluo stood up, stretched, ran to check his magic core, put it back with satisfaction, then opened the door and walked out.

"Did you see it?" A slightly childish voice came from an empty room.

"Report to the master, this is all his information."

"Luoshen Village? Humph, a guy with no background actually dared to slap me in the face!!!"

"Keep an eye on him. If he dares to step out of the academy gate, find a chance to catch him." He gestured at his neck.

"This person...this...is!" The man in black seemed to be hesitant to speak, then seemed to remember something and hurriedly retreated.

A bright red pattern was printed in the middle of the floor. In the center of the pattern was a lifelike black spider, which was daunting and made the room look even more eerie.

"You poor bastard, you are courting death. You have no money and no background, yet you dare to be so arrogant! Humph!"

The person who spoke slowly stood up. In this room, his face looked even paler and his dark circles were heavier than last time. He reached out and pushed open the door of the room.

Xingluo walked out of the dormitory and stared at the ancient clock in the college for a while, thinking that summer vacation would be here in a few days, and she could finally go back to the village to see the village director and Aunt Zhang and others.

Unless there are special circumstances, there are no holidays in the college every semester. Students eat and live in the college for the entire semester. It is a fully closed education.

This semester, Xingluo did not have any particularly outstanding performance, and his busy studies also made his classmates forget about this ugly fat boy.

Xingluo was also happy about this. He simply packed up, said goodbye to Mo, and set off on the journey back to the village.

Stepping out of the academy gate, he looked back at the academy floating in the air. After a semester of education and learning, Xingluo finally realized how terrifying this floating academy was. The more he understood some things, the more insignificant he felt.

This was the first time that Xingluo had stepped out of the academy since entering the school. He was so busy with his studies that he had forgotten about this bustling city.

He took a deep breath of the air around him. There was a faint aroma of wine in the air. Looking at the prosperous and decadent city, Xingluo's eyes became dazed, as if he had returned to his previous world, with bright lights and bustling crowds at night.

The reason why Xingluo chose to come out at night was out of caution and not wanting to attract other people's attention. I don't know if it was to protect those magic cores or for something else.

Xingluo looked at the bustling city at night, took a deep breath, no longer lingering, and went straight to the teleportation array.

Coming to the teleportation array again, looking at the lines carved on the array diagram, I felt a little more understanding that I had never had before. It was not like the first time when I was just confused.

Just as the saying goes, "A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step," even the most complex battle formation is made up of simple, basic lines.

A white light flashed, and Xingluo arrived at Luoshen Town. The memories of being here once again came flooding back, and looking at the appearance of the small hotel, Xingluo was filled with emotion, and the smooth touch of his heart was still fresh in his memory.

He did not regret his original choice. Even if he had the chance again, he would still kill the person who killed Uncle Li.

This is a world that follows the law of the jungle. Before you become strong, you have no right to feel sad. Only by constantly working hard and becoming stronger can you survive in this world full of dangers.

Xing Luo secretly clenched his fists: "I want to live a better life than in my last life!"

A figure flashed by behind Xingluo. Xingluo looked back as if he had noticed something, then shook his head and said, "Am I too sensitive?"

Xing Luo, who was eager to return home, didn't think much about it. He just subconsciously touched the hard object on his leg, hired a carriage, and bargained for a long time before he was satisfied with the price. He got on the carriage with a smug look on his face and drove away.

Xingluo was lying on the carriage, his mouth stuffed with food, bulging. He was humming a tune that sounded like sawing a bed leg, looking quite relaxed.

The groom listened to the heavy breathing of the horse and thought with a depressed look on his face: "This guy is so heavy, and he still wants to bargain with me! Humph! You are so fat and still eat, how can you not die of bloating!"

Xingluo, however, had no self-awareness at all and kept eating and drinking along the way. Even so, it seemed that meditation had become a habit and his mental strength was in a state of slow growth.

Xingluo has been trying to break through these past few days, but he is always just a little bit short.

The fat man looked out the window with sleepy eyes and found that the sky was gradually getting brighter. The morning light was dim and the sun was rising slowly from the forest.

A gust of wind blew by, and I tightened my clothes. It seemed that even the sunshine could not drive away the coldness here.

The surroundings gradually became quiet and the chirping of insects stopped.

Suddenly, a "whoosh whoosh whoosh" sound came from a distance, piercing the quiet space, and three arrows came flying through the air. There were magic patterns engraved on the arrowheads, and they were actually valuable magic-breaking arrows.