Chapter Four Hundred and Three, Archmage?
As time passes by little by little, the sky is already dark. The moon projected by several gods has risen to the sky, sprinkling the bright moon on the earth.
Thousands of spell models continued to form and then burst.
Leonlido's stomach roared, and he was hungry.
Fortunately, Yanni had noticed that some food was sent for Leonelledo to eat, but Leonelledo was as chewed with white wax. He would not feel at ease even if he had a meal with such an adult.
There was nothing wrong all night, and in the early morning, the first second-level natural spell model was finally born. It can be said that although this second-level natural spell comes from the natural spell provided by Leonlido, it is somewhat different from the original second-level natural spell. To be precise, it is more reasonable than the original second-level natural spell, and its power has also increased by 20%.
If this news spreads, it will shock the chins of those natural masters. In the history of magic development for tens of thousands of years, most magic has been modified by magicians to almost no room for modification.
If you want to increase the power of magic, you can only start from the mental power. That is to say, the stronger the mental power, the greater the magic power. However, if the mental power is not improved on the same person, it is unlikely to increase the magic power.
The second-level natural spell model was born at a rate of one per day. After the birth of seventeen second-level natural spell models, Yang Chenyu asked the World Tree to start deduction of the third-level spell model.
The deduction process of the third-level spell model takes several times more time than that of the second-level spell model.
During this period, Leon Lido was called out by Yani several times. Most of them went to study some problems of crop diseases and pests. After all, for nature magicians, these belong to their professional scope.
Time passed, and finally after deducing a seven-level natural magic model, the things contained in the avenue that Yang Chenyu mastered were exhausted, and the incense power in the spirit pool were exhausted.
One level seven, three level six, five level five, eight level four, eleven level three, seventeen level two, and twenty-one level one. These are all the natural spell models deduced by Yang Chenyu this time. He originally wanted to deduce several fire-type spells through the zero-level spark technique, but there was no way.
The time spent during this period has been more than five years, and Yang Chenyu couldn't help but sigh. It's really endless years of practice. No wonder those ancient Qi Refiners have been in seclusion for decades or hundreds of years. Many of these things have indeed consumed time.
Opening his eyes, Yang Chenyu thought for a while and then started experimenting in the living room. After a while, Leonlido returned to the living room.
Leonlido has become a habit for going back to the living room. I don’t know when the adult will wake up.
But as soon as he returned to the living room, Leonlith was about to fall out. The adult's eyes were opened, and there was no movement in his body. But the entire living room was filled with a strange aura.
The vine and wood fruit pot used to hold fruits actually sprouted and sprouted sprouts and bloomed. A fruit burst and a seedling grew from it. In less than a hundred breaths, the seedlings grew into a big tree. Countless roots spread along the dining table and pierced into the cracks of the stone slabs on the ground.
This is not the end. The trees suddenly swayed their branches and leaves, and the roots pulled out of the cracks in the stone slabs.
This, this, this, this, this is the tree spirit!!!?
Leon Lido suddenly felt that his three views were subverted. Didn’t Pastor Yani say that this master is an apostle of the God of Quicksand, so why can he have such advanced natural spells? This is at least a level seven natural spell.
By the way, God is omnipotent, so God's apostles are probably almost omnipotent.
Yang Chenyu did not expect that he released several natural spells, which made Leon Lido suddenly change from a true believer to a devout believer, and transformed towards a fanatical believer.
After driving the tree spirit to smash the living room into a mess, Yang Chenyu removed the spell effect, and the tree spirit then withered, as if its vitality had dissipated in an instant.
The tree spirit can be regarded as a powerful species in this world. A group of tree spirits gathered in the woods can even overturn a giant dragon. Therefore, this tree spirit inspired by the seventh level of natural spell only has a short life.
If you want to enlighten the permanent tree spirit, it should be the scope of the eighth level natural spell.
The reason why Yang Chenyu deduced this natural magic system was mainly to replace some things from the Dharma-Ending World, such as fertilizers, high-yield seeds, etc.
After all, these things can be replaced by natural spells, so that people in the castle will not go hungry if they are removed.
"Come here." Yang Chenyu found that Leon Lido suddenly turned into a devout believer, and immediately made up his mind.
These natural spells are always to be spread, and Leon Lido is a good candidate.
Hearing Yang Chenyu's words, Leonlido hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, waiting for the order uneasy. Although he was a magician, he was weak and did not know what this adult would hand over to him.
"God sees your piety to the God of Quicksand, and therefore God will give it to you."
As soon as Yang Chenyu finished speaking, a golden light fell down, covering Leonlido's whole body. Leonlido only felt a sense of sleepiness, and then fell into a sweet dream.
When Leonlido woke up, his body was stinking, and the black sweat on his body almost condensed into a hard shell. At this time, two mercenaries who had been waiting for a long time rushed up and dragged them into the bathtub to wash them.
The dirt that was brushed off Leonlido's body dyed the bath water black, and the two mercenaries were sweating and disgusting.
At this time, Leonlido had fallen into shock and completely forgot to resist.
He could sense his mental power surge, and his mind was filled with dozens of natural spells, from level one to level seven.
Is this the gift of the God of Quicksand? In the blink of an eye, he turned from a junior mage who had a few level one natural spells to a master of level seven spells. The intermediate mage who mastered two level three spells was an intermediate mage, the senior mage who mastered two level five spells, and the senior mage who mastered at least one level seven spell was a master of a high-level mage who was qualified to be called a master, and the one who mastered two level seven spells was called a magician...)
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