Reincarnation Band Magician

Qing provided information about the Norm Chamber of Commerce. It would be right to go to them for grain trade. After that, relying on the resources near the valley, they should have no problem getting through this year.

……

Qing was used to retaining about 30% of his magic power, and releasing all the rest into crystal magic. In one morning, he built a simple wall on the side closer to the forest.

Then rest.

Since I hadn't decided what to learn yet, I started the morning by studying magic in Yili. I soon found two people practicing magic at the edge of the forest.

While they were practicing, they were also helping to clear the trees.

"I'm really stupid, I'm sorry..."

"No, Yili is very talented. We will study this matter slowly."

The two magicians pondered this unsolved mystery.

Qing, his magic power empty, walked over and asked, "Is your study not going well?"

"Well, there's nothing wrong with the structure and the magic power, but I can't release it. Could it be that there's something wrong with Xiaomu's body?"

Xiangzi reached out and pinched Yili's face, and she trembled with fear.

"I don't think there's any problem. I just released some basic magic, and the flow of magic power is normal."

Qing followed suit and joined in thinking.

Xiangxin's clear perception of fineness.

At this time, the patriarch and the elder of the Claw Mark tribe came over. The latter put on a white cloak again. It seemed that he had gained a lot from the battle last night.

The clan leader's resonant voice could be heard from afar. He walked over and looked at Yili. "Where's the girl who was supposed to learn weapons yesterday? Why is she learning magic now? It's not a good thing for young people to be fickle..."

The old man who had seen the claw marks on Yili raised his hand and pulled the short patriarch back.

"It's changed back again..." He looked into Yili's eyes, feeling puzzled. "Is it some special magic? Or some kind of physical problem..."

"Multiple minds in one body. That sounds familiar. I think I've heard of someone in my field doing something similar before."

Qing came over, curious about what would happen next.

"Of course it's impossible to succeed. No matter how hard you try, you still need a physical body to carry it. Without the corresponding qualities, your achievements won't be very high. Just like without magic power, even if you stuff Volame in, it's useless. If you have talent, you can just cultivate it normally. It's a waste of time to mess around with this and that."

"Hmm, to have such a well-rounded talent, I'm afraid you'd need a body molded by the goddess herself."

The two old men shrugged it off.

Qing and Xiangzi watched Yili silently.

"Is it because the magic can't be released?"

After talking about some groundless rumors, the two old men went on to analyze the problem in Yili.

The Claw Scar elder raised a very valuable question: "Where's the wand? Is it broken?"

"Wand?"

"Wand?"

"The wand—"

Ichiri didn't understand the common language and wondered what it was.

Xiangzi and Qing covered their eyes and faces respectively.

No wonder they said they couldn’t cook even though they had the firewood and rice ready. It turned out that there was nothing to start the fire.

……

After that, I was laughed at by the old man for half the morning.

"Hahahahahaha... Can I forget something like this?"

"Ah, my magic is special, and Xiang's wand is special."

Qing doesn't need it. Xiang holds a black umbrella every day, so he has no concept of magic wands and is always putting pressure on himself.

At the normal human level, some simple magic can be released without a wand. If it is more complicated, the stable magical environment in the body will not be able to support the magic operation.

To use a description that is not very appropriate but easy to understand, it is like performing complex calculations without using paper, pen and calculator. Even if you can do it later, the efficiency will be extremely slow.

As for the magic wand, there is no spare one in the clan, so we can just make one temporarily.

Wood or metal that facilitates the conduction of magic, plus gems that are good conductors of magic, expensive ones have expensive uses, and cheap ones have cheap methods.

The first staff that Goto Ichiri used in his life was a plain branch with a rope tied to the front end. The rope was hung with a perforated pink translucent stone that seemed to be natural agate.

It was picked up by the children of the tribe from around the stream and sold for as much as a piece of fruit candy.

Pretty good looking at least.

With the wand, it was like plugging a guitar into an electric guitar, and the magic finally started to work.

It was like the first time he made a sound on the guitar a few years ago. Guitar Hero went to learn with Xiangzi in high spirits.

The Claw Mark elder who was originally planning to teach her went to rest. He was very active last night, so the old man still needed to pay attention to rest.

Qing and the clan leader, who had been resting for too long, found an open space where they could get out of the way and began to exchange skills.

……

"The difference in skills is objective. Try to suppress your reaction. Don't use speed and strength to bully an old man like me. Use technique instead."

"it is good."

"You need to be able to control your speed and improve your accuracy. Your reaction speed is like that of a demon. I can assert that there is no human faster than you. They would need to use the experience, intuition, and instincts gained from countless battles to block your ordinary attacks. With so much magic, fighting you would be very dangerous for humans.

"But I don't think you're aiming your blade at your own kind. Target the demon general. If he possesses a strong physique and incredibly advanced skills, his tolerance for error will naturally be much greater than that of humans. You need to be fast, precise, and powerful."

"I see."

Qing held the two swords carefully.

He is indeed a little "biased" now. If it were Livalai who made the calculations for the enemy, that monstrous general would definitely be able to hold his sword and knock him away with a happy laugh.

Physical fitness is proof of being born strong, but one will always encounter stronger demons, so technology is needed for the weak. Qing has never slacked off in honing his skills.

Now that we have such an experienced sparring partner like the old patriarch, it is natural to make the best use of him.

The two swords kept colliding with the wooden staff, adding traces of slashing. It was just ordinary wood, but it could withstand the nightingale and swift. This was a manifestation of skill.

Although it also means to restrain one's strength.

There were several bruises on Qing's arms, chest and abdomen, and the old patriarch's cloak was also cut in several places.

As the fight went on, the old man felt something was wrong, so he pulled away and rubbed his waist. "Slow down, this is too scary. Don't really treat me as your enemy and hit me. You're taking it too seriously, little brother."

"Ah, sorry."

Part of Qing's mind left the palace of memory and smiled.

"Because time was always tight, we had to learn everything quickly."

"Are you still distracted?"

"It's not that I'm distracted, it's just... well, it's a natural talent, I guess. I've fought so many people, and when I have nothing else to do, I'll just imagine fighting them in my mind. I've learned some miscellaneous skills, so my judgment of force and movement is pretty accurate, about 60-70% realistic to the real thing... The fight just now was too gentle, so I did this subconsciously, and learned a little faster."

The old patriarch's cheek twitched. "This is a joke, right?"

Qing said nothing, put the nightingale aside, and held the swift in one hand.

Adjust the center of gravity, adjust the force angle, and specialize your own qualities.

The old patriarch's smile disappeared.

In the perception of qi, it seemed as if I was standing opposite myself.

"That's about it. My size is quite different, so I can't use the same force as you." Qing drew back his swords. "So, that's all for the standard feeding moves. Could you please tell me if there are any more dangerous ones? We have monks here, so don't worry too much about a junior like me."

The old man blew his beard.

"Am I taking care of you? Old man, I'm afraid you can't control your strength. It's really scary, but in times like this, having a guy like you around is really reassuring.

"You're right. It's really not right to keep playing around."

The old patriarch no longer concealed his fiery fighting spirit. He drew a dagger from his wooden staff, cut the knot on his chest, and threw his white cloak aside.

"Be careful, this is the Empire's technology. Fifty years ago, I fought against those terrifying creatures called Shadow Warriors. I was lucky to survive."

Brave: 310, Thousand Years of Accumulation

The Qing Dynasty has never set foot on the territory of the empire, but wherever it has been, it has become a legend of the empire.

After all, it received the most legacy - or inheritance - from the unified empire, and the empire has always regarded itself as orthodox.

Unlike the central and southern regions where magic research was sparse and scattered, the Imperial Library began collecting, organizing and systematically summarizing various folk magics a thousand years ago, extracting principles and refining ideas, and then continued to practice and improve them during years of war.

If magical knowledge had weight, the Empire would weigh as much as the Central and Southern parts combined.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to resist the attack of most of the demons on his own.

Magic civilization is so glorious, but many people forget and ignore one thing - before magic became popular on a large scale, the Unified Empire had already dominated the continent for many years.

It is impossible that if we don't study magic, we will lose everything else. The accumulation in other fields is equally terrifying.

【Shadow Warrior】.

A shadowy institution currently unrecognized by the Empire.

Anything that moves leaves traces. According to folklore in the empire, it is a secret service agency that is responsible for doing dirty work and eliminating the enemies of the empire, like a scalpel.

Fulilian also mentioned that she had heard of this name during the Unified Empire, but had never encountered it.

Now, Qing felt a little bit of the deadly edge from the old patriarch - but only a little bit.

"Ding!"

The dagger collided with the two swords several times in an instant, as if there was no need to recharge the force.

A Qing, or normal person, after his attack is blocked, should release the force and change his stance to proceed to the next round.

Such common sense was exploited.

His weapon was almost knocked away at the moment of the fight.

It took Qing a while to figure out the general principle and ended the confrontation early.

"Even though it's my most precious weapon—" He put the sword back on his waist, "but this is too reckless, isn't it? Fighting with this kind of technique."

"Don't worry, I only use it against humans and demons. Most of the time, my clan's enemies are only demons. I haven't used it in over thirty years."

The old patriarch waved his arm, put the sword back into the staff, and then immediately called the best monk in the tribe.

The arms, waist and legs that were used to exert force all showed signs of swelling, as if they had been hit hard.

This is actually true.

The principle of this magical technique is to use magic to stimulate muscles. In simple terms, it is like "in order to move in the air, release magic to hit yourself flying."

Maybe it's not just magic, there are some other means of leveraging force, probably guiding it when the swords collide.

The effect is that there is no need to charge up, and you can perform several consecutive attacks like a gust of wind.

In fact, it is still very rough and is completely forced to use. If it is used by the shadow warrior himself, it may not be that simple.

"Don't underestimate those guys. I heard they always act as a team, communicating and coordinating through special magic, like a whole. Luckily, the one I encountered was a guy who failed his mission.

"The method of exerting force is something I just figured out randomly, but the principle of the technique is like this. You can develop it yourself. It's certainly not a good thing, but when you're dying, who cares if you tear muscles or break legs and arms afterwards?"

"Too."

Qing decided to simulate it in the memory space.

There is no need to slash too many times in a row. As long as you can maintain your full strength and hit twice in an instant, the curse of the sword will be enough to kill people.

"I won't be able to guide you for the next two days. Go find someone else and learn some monster knowledge. The books can never keep up with the records. Every year, strange and bizarre things are discovered."

"grateful."

"No, that's just some useless knowledge from a lunatic. If it were those little fellows in the clan, I would never teach them this even if I died."

The old man tried to raise his hand and wave, but just as he was about to move, the gentle monk kneed him in the lower back.

"It hurts!"

"The pain here is better than the pain elsewhere. Just rest and recuperate."