Starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 129 Word Spirit = Cultivation of Immortals?Mo Qiuran = Black King? (4.2K)

The executive department of Kassel College has always been known for its vigorous and brutal actions, and those who can join the executive department are basically lunatics among lunatics.

But this does not mean that they do not need to rest and relax, so even Professor Schneider did not urgently ask them to embark on the return journey, but arranged for them to rest in the hotel.

Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran share a twin room.

"You still have the habit of recognizing your bed?" Mo Qiuran uttered, breaking the silence in the darkness.

"...No," Chu Zihang paused with his unclosed eyes like stars under the moonlight, "I'm just thinking about what happened today."

"Oh, I thought you were thinking of a girl... It's boring," Mo Qiuran said without interest, "I was thinking of calling you a local character."

"...You used a lot of power today." Chu Zihang ignored Mo Qiuran's bad words and said, "Why?"

"There are three types in total." Mo Qiuran replied, "Because I suddenly realized that there is another way to avoid being put on the test bench, besides not showing abnormalities."

"What?" Chu Zihang was taken aback.

"It's good that they are so strong that they don't dare to think about me." Mo Qiuran said confidently.

"..." Chu Zihang was silent. These words sounded arrogant at first, but when he thought that these words came from Mo Qiuran's mouth, it suddenly seemed not impossible.

"I probably guessed why you couldn't fall asleep." Mo Qiuran said again.

"What?" Chu Zihang was taken aback.

"Seeing my great power tonight and feeling that I didn't play any key role, I feel a little lost and want to find a powerful force to keep up with me?" Mo Qiuran said without a pause, Without waiting for Chu Zihang to reply, he continued, "Then I held back and secretly started to pursue power, but I accidentally went astray and finally fell into Deadpool, or my mind was affected to become the final big boss, the last of us two brothers. Turn against each other and be resolved by me?"

Chu Zihang: "..."

"Ah! It's such a good cliché plot, I decided to put it in my novel!" Mo Qiuran picked up the phone and tapped.

"Are you still updating the novel?" Chu Zihang was taken aback.

"Of course!" Mo Qiuran replied without thinking, and then his voice became softer, "It's just that the updates are not so frequent..."

Chu Zihang was silent, and he roughly understood what this meant. The so-called update is not so frequent... Is it the [Fraud Corpse Update] that Mo Qiuran said before?
"But I do have this concern. Your urgency for power is too obvious." Mo Qiuran suddenly looked at Chu Zihang seriously again, "You have seen what Deadpool looks like, I am very worried about you It’s really going to be that kind of thing one day.”

"...Before then, I will kill myself." Chu Zihang said softly.

"Or, there is another way." Mo Qiuran raised his index finger, and a ball of flames appeared at the fingertips. The flame lit up the room, and the swaying was small but full of power.

Chu Zihang sat up and looked at Mo Qiuran.

"The principle of Lingling is the use of elements to amplify itself, or effects similar to water, fire, ice, and spirit." Mo Qiuran said, "But in the final analysis, it comes from the control of the elements."

"Yes, the fire element will obey my orders when using the speech spirit." Chu Zihang nodded.

"So, maybe we can use formulas to understand that the spirit of speech is a different formula. After the 'spiritual vision', the awakened formula is born with it. According to each person's innate affinity for certain elements, the awakened The speech spirit is different, the bloodline concentration is different, the control over the elements is different, and the strength of the power released by the speech spirit is also different." Mo Qiuran continued.

"That makes sense." Chu Zihang nodded.

"This set of theories has been played badly in fantasy cultivating immortals. I just didn't expect it to fit so well in reality." Mo Qiuran waved his hand, "I saw in the data that the four monarchs can control their respective elements all the words, and the Black King can control all the elements and all the words, how do you think they do it?"

"...the formula." Chu Zihang said.

"That's right, chanting the spirit of words is equivalent to formulating a question, bloodline is to mobilize the power of elements, so as to show the corresponding ability," Mo Qiuran nodded, "but...you have mastered another formula?"

"...Another kind of language?" Chu Zihang subconsciously lowered his voice, his eyes were full of shock, "This is you..."

"No, I'm different. What I've done has surpassed the formula," Mo Qiuran shook his head. His abilities will eventually be exposed. It is obviously a good choice to find a reasonable explanation before that, Chu Zihang It can be said that Mo Qiuran is the most trustworthy person in this world except Tang Zi, so it's okay to tell him, "My ability comes from the control of elements, and I don't need a formula...As long as I want, I can use It can be expressed in any form, in other words, it is countless kinds of words!"

Chu Zihang was shocked.

"You...can you do the same thing as the Black King?" Chu Zihang asked.

"Maybe, after all, I haven't met him yet," Mo Qiuran shrugged, "Of course, it's not important right now."

Chu Zihang: "..."

This is not important anymore, this is ridiculously important!

It turns out that this often neurotic bad friend next to me is actually the same existence as the Black King?

"The more important thing now is how to improve your strength." Mo Qiuran continued.

Chu Zihang immediately recovered and listened carefully.

"According to the previous speculation, since the word spirit is a formula, as long as it is correct, the elements can be manipulated to achieve the desired effect. The talent determines which element has a high affinity for it," Mo Qiuran said, "Obviously, you are the one who is interested in fire. Element affinity is high, since this is the case, why not give it a try and learn other 'formulas'?"

"Have you mastered the [Bronze and Fire] King's other speech spirits?" Chu Zihang was thoughtful.

"Actually, I think that formulas are always formulas. The best thing is to master the elements themselves." A ball of flames appeared in Mo Qiuran's hands, varying in size and even in different shapes, before disappearing. "At least, the means of attack It won't be so single, and you don't have to use [Jun Yan] to create that kind of big scene all the time. If I'm not around, your damage range will be quite amazing, which will cause you to have scruples. If you can If you skip the formula and directly control the elements... your combat power will increase a lot!"

Chu Zihang's eyes sparkled, obviously understanding what Mo Qiuran meant.

If he could control the fire element at will like Mo Qiuran, he would be able to use the power of words even in small-scale battles, instead of just holding a gun and staring blankly!
"How to practice?" Chu Zihang asked.

"I don't know." Mo Qiuran shook his head.

Chu Zihang: "..."

"If I knew, a situation like mine would have been replicated long ago, wouldn't it?" Mo Qiuran said.

It is impossible for the system to be exposed, so he intends to make himself a [full affinity with any element and can be manipulated at will] character design, so that there will be no loopholes. The only loophole is probably that there is no element in his blood. A little dragon blood, but it doesn't matter, as long as others don't get your blood!
Chu Zihang was silent, and Mo Qiuran said it was very reasonable. Such skills or techniques must not be universal, otherwise the dragon race would have been overthrown by mixed races. Imagine that everyone is a weakened version of the four monarchs There is even a weakened version of the Black King... the Dragon Clan might collapse!
"We can try it step by step," Mo Qiuran said, "it will definitely work! Based on my years of experience in reading fantasy novels on cultivating immortals!"

Chu Zihang: "..."

Why does it feel like adding the following sentence is not very reliable in an instant!
……

"All videos related to this mission have been sealed, and all information is classified as top secret. Only the principal has permission to view it. Do you have any comments on this?" Professor Schneider asked.

The CC11000 train was bathed in the sun and galloping, full of first-year students returning from the war practice course, although for most of them, the role of this course was to fire a few shots... ...But Kassel College doesn't seem to be against such things as hugging thighs. When Professor Schneider and them announced that everyone passed the war practice class, everyone cheered. The effect is more soy sauce.

Then Professor Schneider called the three-person team, Mo Qiuran, Chu Zihang, and Kaiser, into a separate compartment, saying that there were some matters that needed to be explained.

This kind of behavior, which was similar to being open and above board, did not make the rest of the students feel good. After all, it is these three people who really contributed to this war practice class.

"Sealed?" Mo Qiuran raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, it's sealed. As for the specific reason, you may need to go to the principal's office after you return to school... Calculate the time, it happens to be afternoon tea." Professor Schneider nodded.

"Us?" Caesar asked.

"That's right, you guys," Professor Schneider waved his hands, his silver-gray eyes showed obvious fatigue, and it was obvious that he didn't take much rest yesterday to deal with the follow-up matters, "Principal Angers will talk to you... …Go enjoy the cheers, by the way, all three of you got A's in your war practice class."

"The two of us too? Can auditing be successful?" Mo Qiuran asked.

"The grades this time will be included in your enrollment in the next semester." Professor Schneider replied.

"It seems that next semester we will definitely take the first and second credits. From a certain point of view, it is a good thing." Mo Qiuran stood up, "Goodbye, pay attention to rest, Professor Schneider."

Chu Zihang and Kaiser also stood up, Kaiser frowned, why did he feel like he had become a follower?
Professor Schneider nodded and watched them leave.

Then he took out a hard drive from the bag beside him.

The hard disk is the final backup of all the videos. This material alone is enough to make the secret party go to war with Mo Qiuran until it is sent to the dissecting table in the laboratory, or it will not stop.

As for the reason why Professor Schneider told the principal that he had completely destroyed all the materials but kept a copy...

"Crack!"

Professor Schneider calmly swept the completely smashed hard drive into a bag and threw it into the trash can.

Whatever it was before, it doesn't matter now, the last piece of physical evidence has disappeared into the steely palm of Professor Schneider.

I don't want to, but he told me to pay attention to rest.

……

"Student, I miss you so much!" The cheap voice paired with the face that tried to make a sincere expression made people want to punch him.

So Mo Qiuran did just that.

"Help! Murder the senior!" Fingel screamed, attracting the attention of many students on the train platform. If he was a person who is prone to social death, he might have to let him go in this situation. It's gone... But who is Mo Qiuran!
He is a deep second-class patient who dares to read such second-class lines in front of so many people!

Embarrassment is never in his dictionary!

So in the end, Mo Qiuran successfully pushed Finger into a corner. Finger tried his best to shrink his body, but... With his huge size, no matter how small he was, he couldn't shrink much.

Mo Qiuran approached with a "hehe" smile, gearing up and looking around, as if wondering where to start.

"Student, at least let the senior understand!" Finger looked sad and indignant, "During the time you were on the mission, I did my best to run our word-of-mouth operation and information sales business..."

"Yeah, that's what I want to ask. Senior, what happened to your [Shocked, S-level turned into a street performer] and [Brilliant! Emperor Gattuso's surrender]? It's very provocative!" Mo Mo Qiu Ran stared at him, um, the body of Yanling Bronze Throne should be no problem at all if it is used as a sandbag!

Caesar on the side also nodded, with a stern face. He saw the post when he was returning to the school forum. At the top of the page was a photo of him, Chu Zihang and Mo Qiuran walking on the street and a little behind. Later, Caesar thought about it, and it was probably taken when they returned to the accommodation... It really looks like that!
"So you actually have something to do with the executive department?" Mo Qiuran asked further.

"As a sixth grader, of course my network is very deep!" Fingel became complacent.

"I'm not praising you now!" Mo Qiuran was speechless.

"Paparazzi news... isn't it just writing to the top... Wait, the relationship between you guys..." Fingel's keen sense of smell made him aware of something.

"I will not challenge Mo Qiuran until I am sure of victory, because his strength is far stronger than mine," Caesar looked at Fingel, "but don't make it up."

"Understood! We journalists are the most bullying!" Fingel immediately swore to God.

"Is it so stress-free to say this..." Caesar was shocked by Fingel's brazenness.

"Calm down, this guy's bottom line will be beyond your imagination. If I had to describe it, it would be about 100 meters deep in the ice cellar," Mo Qiuran said, and then looked at Chu Zihang and Kaiser , his eyes lit up immediately, "However, senior, you can post the news like this, saying that Chu Zihang will compete for the chairmanship of the Lion Heart Club against Caesar!"

"Student, you are really my lucky star!" Fingel said gratefully.

"By the way, senior, what are you doing here?" Mo Qiuran suddenly realized the problem and asked.

According to Fingal's habit, as long as he can leave the dormitory, he will never even get out of bed!
"Of course it's to welcome your juniors!" Fingel replied without thinking.

"speak English!"

"By the way, I will pick you up to see the principal..."

ps: there will be another update later

　The sleeping machine is on its feet!To code six thousand today!This is a great breakthrough!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)