Chapter 63: The Harvest of Magic After Ten Days

"From today on, at least one of the semi-spiritual grasses in the ten-day entry can be used every day.

"In a few years, I will be able to use at least three or four a day." Xu Yuan's eyes glowed with gold.

During the past six months, whenever Xu Yuan left the valley, he felt like he was being watched.

In order to avoid trouble, Xu Yuan rarely left the valley except for purchasing supplies in the past six months.

"Now that Xuanbing Swordsmanship and Spirit Wind Escape have been introduced, as long as you practice diligently, you can enter the realm of perfection."

"First practice the solid wood into spirit, black ice swordsmanship, and spiritual wind escape to perfection, and then choose the following spells."

Xu Yuan said as he looked up at the sky and found that it was almost dusk.

"No. 1, tell No. 2 that those dragon-scale mares are about to give birth and ask him to pay attention." Xu Yuan sent a message to the straw man No. 1 floating in the sky.

"receive!"

One of the three mares consumed Xu Yuan's three small wish entries and half a spirit grass.

The first Wishing Ponyboy mutated.

The second Wishes for Ponyboy has an entry.

The third entry for wishing on Ponyboy is useful.

These are the three wishes Xu Yuan specially made based on the characteristics of the Little Wishes Semi-Spiritual Grass.

In the small courtyard room of the valley, Xu Yuan mentally entered the Six-leaf Cave Heaven, found a piece of magic ten-day entry semi-spiritual grass, and clicked directly to harvest it.

In an instant, Xu Yuan was in a space.

The endless spiritual energy and tenacious spiritual veins instantly made Xu Yuan feel like he was invincible.

The surrounding scene changes according to his mood, and Xu Yuan appears on a prairie.

In the distance, countless demonic beasts from the ninth level of Qi Condensation formed and surged towards Xu Yuan.

Xu Yuan quickly formed a seal with his hands, and the spiritual light from his hands hit the grass like a bullet. Even if he had endless spiritual power, Xu Yuan tried his best to control the output of his spiritual power according to his own determination.

One after another, straw men holding black ice swords appeared around Xu Yuan.

During the time when the group of monster beasts rushed towards Xu Yuan, a total of 200 straw men were inspired by Xu Yuan.

Without the control of the Cuntou Bagua semi-spiritual grass, these straw men holding Xuanbing could only rely on the instinctive movement of spiritual intelligence given to them by Xu Yuan. This was already considered the realm of Little Perfection.

Seeing the stupid reactions of these idiots, Xu Yuan couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"No wonder it's difficult to practice the magic of condensing wood into spirit. It's all so difficult here."

Xu Yuan said that a Xuan Bing Sword appeared in his hand as he formed the seal with one hand.

Facing the endless demon beasts at the ninth level of Qi Condensation, Xu Yuan led two hundred straw men holding black ice swords to fight to the death, but they only lasted for half an hour before they were submerged in the damp.

"continue!"

Everything is back to the way it was before, the same grassland, the same monster in the distance.

Xu Yuan continued to form seals with his hands to enlighten the straw men, but this time, there were more straw men holding ice shields transformed from the Xuanbing Sword.

After adjustments, Xu Yuan lasted three breaths longer than last time.

After the second battle, Xu Yuan made a brief summary and found that practicing spells during battle was more effective than simply gaining proficiency.

"Then continue."

Xu Yuan spent 10 days in battle, and became more profound in the use of the three spells he learned.

After breaking free from the illusory world of Ten Days of Magic, Xu Yuan felt like he was suddenly separated from the rest of the world.

At this time, Xu Yuan walked out of the small courtyard and found that it was just dark and the moon had just come out.

Thinking of the battle in the illusory world, a small potted plant appeared in Xu Yuan's hand, with a crystal clear Moon Spirit Flower swaying slightly on its branches.

"Master Cao, I feel that you have the intention to kill in your heart. Do you need me to sing?" Yue Linghua said.

"You are much more polite now than before. In the past, when you saw the moon, you would sing directly." Listening to Yue Linghua's ethereal voice, Xu Yuan felt much better.

"I was still young at that time." There was a hint of shame in his voice.

"Sing~" Xu Yuan found a comfortable position and lay on the grass.

"La la la la~~"

When Xu Yuan opened his eyes again, he found that the sun had already risen.

"The illusory world in the ten-day magic spell is too real. It seems that I need to pay more attention to it in the future."

At this time, Scarecrow No. 1 came to Xu Yuan carrying a tray.

"Master, those Huoyang grass talkers want to see you." The straw man No. 1 said.

On the tray, a pale red fire sun grass began to roll.

"Master Cao, it's all your grass, you can't do this to us."

"Although we love to curse, we are kind-hearted. We are more useful than these village gossip semi-spiritual grasses. Give us a chance." The young shoot of the fiery mouth-breaking fire sun grass resisted the urge to curse.

"I let the semi-spiritual grass out inconspicuously. If I let you out, no matter whether it's a spiritual beast or a human being, I won't let you go."

"Your only role is to stay together. You will come in handy when I want you to curse." Xu Yuan looked at the young fire sun grass and said with a smile.

"Master Cao, I see you let those straw men practice magic. I feel that those semi-spiritual grass men are really stupid."

"You turn us into straw men and let us brothers try it. We are guaranteed to be better than these semi-spiritual grass men."

When Xu Yuan heard this, he felt something interesting, so he looked at the straw man No. 1.

"Or else let's compare."

"Okay, this group of hot-tempered talkers kept yelling in front of my brothers who were approaching them, calling us semi-spiritual grass idiots."

"We must give it a try today." Strawman No. 1 looked at the young shoots of Fire Sun Grass in the tray with a stern look.

"Tnd, just give it a try. Don't be unconvinced when the time comes." The young shoots of Fire Sun Grass said with a chuckle.

In order to show fairness, Xu Yuan took out a mature Fire Sun Grass.

He picked another one from the Eight Diagrams Semi-spiritual Grass at the head of the village.

He used the same spiritual power to blend into the same spell and drew two grasses.

The two swordsmen holding the Mysterious Ice Swords were one green and one red.

The green straw swordsman had a calm face, while the red straw swordsman had a irritable face and even the Mysterious Ice Sword in his hand was slightly red.

When the straw men on both sides came out, they just looked at each other and rushed towards each other with swords.

The two straw swordsmen, one green and one red, seemed to turn into two rays of light and collided with each other quickly.

Every time they fought, the sword energy displayed by both sides tore the surrounding grassland.

The green straw swordsman was calm and composed, and each of his sword moves was methodical.

The red straw swordsman was aggressive and powerful, and each move was extremely explosive and lethal.

Xu Yuan only took a look and realized that this group of hot-tempered chatterboxes were suitable for the kind of battle where they would fight to their death.

The red straw swordsman was extremely arrogant throughout the battle, and he cursed while fighting.

"This sword is soft and not fast enough, like a woman."

"This sword is okay, it's because your grandmother used some strength."

"Your sword moves are very disappointing to me. You have been in contact with the sword for such a long time, but you are not as good as my momentary understanding."

A black ice sword, like a flame, chopped heavily on the sword blocked by the eight trigrams half-spiritual grass at the head of the village.

The blazing sword light penetrated the back of the green straw swordsman and cut a ten-foot sword mark.