Standing next to the preliminaries venue, Lou Wuchen began to somewhat understand why Master Zhang and the others were quite confident in him.

The rules of the competition are very simple. Two people fight each other in the specified venue: if the aura shield of the number plate they hold is broken, the player will lose; if he leaves the venue, he will lose; if he exits or moves to admit defeat, he will lose.

——However, the situation of the competition was very different from what Lou Wuchen imagined.

The entire preliminaries scene can be described in four words: novices pecking each other.

Real rookies pecking at each other. For a moment, Lou Wuchen even thought that what he saw was not the actual combat assessment of the Xiuxian sect, but a gang fight in junior high school in his previous life.

"Drink!"

This is someone wielding a weapon and sweeping across with a stick.

"ha!"

This was a fat man who knocked his opponent away with one move.

"Jade Dragon Panzhu!"

This is a somewhat elegant way of reporting.

"boom!"

...This is two people hugging each other and throwing them to the ground to play sleeping skills.

Damn it, where is the fairy spell that was promised? Where is the flying sword that was promised?

This style of painting is wrong!

After Lou Wuchen finished complaining, he realized that he had gone into a misunderstanding: just as he did not want to participate because he felt that the spell competition was a waste of time and spiritual energy, others also faced the problem of insufficient spiritual energy.

Nowadays, everyone is short of spiritual energy in order to build a foundation. Spells should be learned once the foundation is successfully established. Who would waste time and spiritual energy just to look cool?

...Oh, well, it seems there is. Lou Wuchen shrugged.

The preparations that need to be made still need to be made. Among so many people, there must still be some practicing some magic. After all, if you can get the first place, the investment will be considered as a return, and someone will definitely make this choice.

Lou Wuchen walked around in a circle and felt that he couldn't get any more information, so he was ready to go back and sharpen his gun before the battle. Just as he was about to leave, he was stopped by someone: "Shit - Lou Wuchen!"

Lou Wuchen looked back and saw that he was an acquaintance: "Oh, what a coincidence. Hello, Xiaobai."

"Don't call me Xiaobai! You coward, will you finally stop running away this time? Come on, let's have a real battle!" Wei Shaobai's face showed excitement: "I will let you know that we cultivators

, Literature, ink, and arithmetic are all trivial matters, only strength is the truth!”

Lou Wuchen was also a little excited: This is the normal rhythm of cultivating immortality! Lou Wuchen was deeply moved and decided to match the atmosphere:

"Okay! It's indeed a good opponent! I didn't expect that Xiaobai, because you were waiting for me, you still haven't qualified until now!"

Wei Shaobai's face was full of black lines: "Get out of here! I qualified yesterday!"

"Ah? Then why are you fighting with me?"

"Those who have not obtained the qualifications can challenge those who have obtained it... Stop talking nonsense and challenge now!"

Lou Wuchen shook his head: "I know the rules...but it's not okay."

"Why!" Wei Shaobai said angrily, "Are you kidding me?"

"Master Zhang said that I excelled in the literary test and was sent to the semi-finals." Lou Wuchen walked past the stunned Wei Shaobai and patted his shoulder, "So Xiaobai, see you in the semi-finals~"

Teasing - cough, after saying a friendly farewell to classmate Wei Shaobai, Lou Wuchen walked back happily, leaving only an angry and roaring figure behind him.

"Lou! Wu! Chen! You! Wait! Wait!"

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Before going to Tianyi Floor to look for spells, Lou Wuchen had better go there first.

A trip to Pingfeng Pavilion.

Blue Mountain Spirit, who was still in a state of confusion, trembled when he saw Lou Wuchen coming in. He seemed to suddenly understand something and shouted: "Xiao Lou! I know, Master Zhang and the others want to scare you with me.

!”

"...Yeah, I understand. Thank you. I'm sorry because I scared you."

"It's all my fault. Xiaolou, your original plan was in compliance with the regulations. If I hadn't been smart enough to give you more rewards for actual combat, this thing wouldn't have happened..."

Lou Wuchen quickly stopped the mountain spirit who was mourning and complaining: "Wait, wait, wait, where is your fault! You took the initiative to help me, Lou, but it was too late for me to be moved. Besides, I wanted to take advantage of this loophole in the first place.

It’s me who has caused you trouble and I should apologize..."

After a long time, Shanling's mood was calmed down by Lou Wuchen, and he asked dubiously: "...Really? Do you also want to participate in this actual battle now?"

"Well, it's really true."

"Okay..." Shan Ling was silent for a while, and then suddenly spoke, "Xiaolou, are we friends?"

Friend? Lou Wuchen didn’t react. In his previous life, when he was in college, most of the people he met became like brothers soon after meeting him. But when something happened, he would...

There were old acquaintances who had good friendships, but it seemed that the word friend was never mentioned between them. So when he suddenly heard this word, Lou Wuchen was in a daze for a moment.

"...Xiaolou?" Shan Ling's anxious voice woke up Lou Wuchen, "Sure enough, people still can't be friends with stupid Shan Ling, right?"

"How come?" Lou Wuchen smiled, "We are friends. Of course we are friends!"

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"Master Zhang?! Why are you here?!"

Lou Wuchen let out an inappropriate exclamation in the Tianyi Building. Fortunately, there were no other people around at this time, otherwise he would have received a blank stare.

The first floor of Tianyi is the library in Xiaguzhong. One of the floors contains miscellaneous materials that can be consulted at will. When he first came to Xiaguzhong, Lou Wuchen spent a considerable period of time here searching for information.

The second floor contains the spells before foundation building. Entering and borrowing here requires regular permissions and rewards in exchange, but Lou Wuchen had replaced it with spiritual fluid before...

As for the area above the second floor, it was beyond the scope of Lou Wuchen's knowledge.

After respectfully explaining his purpose to the mysterious librarian, Lou Wuchen followed his reminder and found the magic area he wanted, only to find that Master Zhang was already sitting quietly at the small table next to the bookshelf.

"Didn't I tell you that I would come to the first floor of the sky?" Master Zhang put the bookmark he was holding into the book and waved, "Come here, I will tell you the basics of magic. Have you seen the preliminaries?

"

"Yeah." Lou Wuchen nodded, sat down opposite Master Zhang, "Took a rough look."

"Are you confident? They said it won't be difficult for you. I won't trick you." Master Zhang twirled his beard, "...but you still can't be careless. There will definitely be spells in the last few rounds, although they

The level may not be very high, but you still have to prepare carefully.”

"Okay, thank you Master Zhang."

"Stop chatting, let's get started. What do you think about spells... no, first of all, what do you understand about aura?"

Faced with Master Zhang's question, Lou Wuchen pondered for a moment, and then described it based on his own feelings: "Aura... is not some kind of actual gas, its essence is the flow of spirit particles. Spirit particles will spontaneously

We call this stable flow of spiritual energy from a place with high concentration to a place with low concentration..."

"Spontaneously? Then why does the spiritual energy between heaven and earth not spontaneously reach an overall balance, resulting in the same concentration of spiritual energy in all places?"

"Because different materials have different conductive properties for spiritual energy - it should be said that most materials do not have the ability to conduct spiritual energy and can naturally isolate the flow of spiritual energy..."

"Yes, yes." Master Zhang nodded with satisfaction, "So based on this, how do you understand the source of the spell's power?"

"The work done by the spirit son in the process of flowing from high to low - I mean the energy released?"

"Of course." Master Zhang ignored Lou Wuchen's somewhat strange expression, "You understand it right. The way spiritual energy flows is different, and the role of this energy is also different. As you just said, most of them

No material has the ability to conduct spiritual energy, and the best conductor of spiritual energy is our spiritual thoughts."

Master Zhang pointed to a certain line in the book: "Spells are the process of using our spiritual thoughts to build a specific structure, allowing spiritual energy to flow within it, thereby exerting the power we want."

"Hmm." Lou Wuchen nodded.

Is it like building a circuit...

"Therefore, there are two basic conditions for the formation of a spell: first, there must be a spiritual pressure difference, so that the spiritual energy will flow - that is, you must have accumulated spiritual energy; second, your spiritual thoughts must construct a specific structure

, so that the spiritual energy flow can produce the effect you want..."

Looking at Master Zhang who was talking eloquently, Lou Wuchen suddenly felt something move in his heart: "——Then, if there is a natural pressure difference of spirit particles, and there is a spirit-guiding substance created according to a specific structure..."

"——That's the formation." Master Zhang gave Lou Wuchen a strange look, "Don't be too ambitious. You can learn the formation slowly after you enter. Let's talk about spells first."

"Yes." Lou Wuchen nodded obediently.

"Different models of spiritual thoughts will produce various complex effects under the flow of spiritual energy, but in the final analysis, they are all derived from the combination of these basic structures, such as the application of driving force -"

Master Zhang pointed at a picture in the book, and then drew a circle. A concise symbol suddenly condensed out of thin air in the space on the table. The air trembled for a while, and then - a small air ball suddenly shot on the fifth floor.

There was a low snapping sound on Chen Chen's collar.

"...like this." Master Zhang gestured, "and generates heat..."

What appeared at Master Zhang's fingertips this time was a bright little flame - fortunately it did not fly over. Master Zhang seemed to be satisfied with Lou Wuchen's surprised look and continued to demonstrate: "There are also changes in the properties of objects flowing through it.

In fact, you are already using this in your daily practice, but it is quite complicated and you can only follow the same pattern now... In addition, there are..."

Lou Wuchen was fascinated by what he heard, and from time to time he asked some questions that were unimaginable but pertinent to Master Zhang based on his own understanding and associations with previous life knowledge. One taught him well, the other learned vividly, and spoke with enthusiasm.

They completely forgot about the time, and it wasn't until the librarian came to remind them that the library was closing that the master and apprentice realized that it was almost curfew time.

"Oops!" Master Zhang patted his forehead, "I accidentally got to the top of my talk and was too busy explaining the basics to you... I don't have time anymore. Let's take a walk and I'll take you back. These classic spell models are here for you.
Chapter completed!