The Magician of Cultivation

"Try Fire Shield"

Li Yu's spiritual consciousness began to carve out the 29 runes needed for the fire shield magic in the void.

His powerful spiritual awareness allowed him to carve steadily and swiftly.

It normally takes a junior magician at least three seconds to cast the fire shield magic, but he only needs half a second to complete it.

Moreover, as his proficiency increases, his speed will become even faster.

A thin layer of flame enveloped his body, enhancing his resistance to fire magic.

Li Yu used his spiritual sense to observe the changes of the fire shield.

"The physical defense ability is average. I estimate that it can barely defend against an attack from an early stage warrior."

"However, it is clear that the resistance to fire magic attacks has increased a lot."

With this shield, the power of at least the second-level magic will be weakened by 50%.

Moreover, the flame shield can block high temperatures, and the result of spiritual consciousness investigation is at least 80%.

"I can't feel the consumption of my spiritual consciousness either, but the spiritual energy in my body is continuously being consumed. With my spiritual energy at the middle stage of foundation building, I estimate that it can only last for three days."

"After all, Fire Shield is a second-level advanced magic, which consumes a lot of spiritual energy."

Li Yu sighed, "I was able to hold on for three days because my spiritual awareness is at a relatively high level."

What he didn't know was that for an ordinary junior magician, being able to maintain it for half an hour was considered a gifted talent.

"Musketeer, musketeer, flaming gun?"

Li Yu was muttering to himself as the 26 runes needed for the "Musketeer" magic were carved out one after another.

The spiritual energy instantly activated the runes, and a fiery red flame spear quickly took shape in his hand.

The gun is four and a half meters long and as thick as an adult's arm.

Strong and violent fluctuations of fire elements emanated from the spear. Compared to a real spear weapon, it was less sharp, but more explosive.

"very light?"

Li Yu easily raised the flaming spear with one hand.

He held such a huge spear in his hand, but he could hardly feel its weight, nor any sense of heat.

"Is it something like the spiritual energy condensation in the cultivation world, or a magic arrow?"

He secretly admired in his heart that although the cultivation systems of the two worlds were very different, they achieved the same goal in the use of power.

Just as he was preparing to study whether he could cast the third-order magic "Fire Charge", his heart suddenly began to beat strangely.

"What happened? Is it related to me?"

Those who practice Taoism comprehend the Way of Heaven, and will have a sense of the Way of Heaven in their hearts.

Li Yu knew that it must be someone related to him who was in danger.

"who is it?"

His spiritual awareness began to spread rapidly around, crossing two long streets in an instant.

Then he "saw" the Bi Yue siblings, and also "saw" the bald middle-aged man who was kicked out of the Adventurer's Association by him during the day.

Did he immediately understand what was happening?

"Damn..."

Li Yu shouted angrily, and the flaming spear in his hand instantly flew out of his hand and disappeared.

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In the small courtyard rented by Biyue.

Li Yu saw that Bi Ziyan had also fainted, and checked his injuries again.

Bi Zi Yan was seriously injured, his calf joint was completely broken and seven or eight ribs were broken.

If you don't get timely treatment, you may end up with lifelong disability.

He has a strong spiritual awareness and can manipulate the fire spiritual energy to remove impurities and regulate his body.

But when it comes to healing injuries, this is obviously not something that the fire attribute can do.

In desperation, he had to take out the communicator and contact President Wadley.

"teacher"

The communication was connected, and Li Yu shouted respectfully.

"Li Yu, what's wrong?"

Wadley's puzzled voice came from the other end of the communicator.

"Teacher, something happened to Biyue and her brother."

"What?" Wadley's voice suddenly became serious. "Where are they now? How are they?"

"No one is in immediate danger of death, but they are all seriously injured. We are in ..."

Li Yu briefly explained the location of the courtyard.

"Stay there and wait for me. I'll be right over."

"it is good......"

Not long after the call ended, Wadley hurried to the yard where Bi Yue and her brother rented, bringing an old man in his seventies.

"teacher"

Li Yu greeted the two men and saluted respectfully.

Wadley smiled and nodded with satisfaction.

"Li Yu, come here, let me introduce you. This is Xia Mingmin, the vice president of our association."

He turned to the old man again and said, "Old Xia, he is the new disciple I just told you about. His name is Li Yu."

"Hello, Vice President Xia," Li Yu bowed obediently.

"Not bad, not bad. At such a young age, you can become a junior magician."

Xia Mingmin's eyes almost narrowed into slits, "I am so ashamed to compare my old bones with you. Haha..."

He is a very gentle old man, a bit fat.

Li Yu felt the surging fluctuations of water elements from his body. He should be a water magician.

Xia Mingmin patted Li Yu on the shoulder and said to Wadley in a pretended angry tone:

"President Wadley, you are so dishonest. You secretly accepted such a good candidate as your disciple?"

"Hahaha, Lao Xia. Look at what you said. Saving lives is more important. Saving lives is more important."

Wadley's beard twitched as he changed the subject.

However, his eyes were raised and he was obviously very happy inside.

"Hmph, we old guys will come looking for you again after we return to the association." Xia Mingmin snorted unhappily.

However, he still followed his instructions and gave the brother and sister a detailed examination.

With their level of cultivation, their mental power had already covered the entire yard.

They knew that although the siblings were seriously injured, their lives were not in danger.

After Xia Mingmin gave the two of them some medicine, he turned to Wadley and said, "I'll take them back first so that they can be further treated."

"Okay, you go back first. I still have something to ask Li Yu." Wadley replied.

Xia Mingmin nodded, used the water flow to lift up the Bi family siblings, hurriedly left the courtyard and returned to the Magicians Association.

After he walked away, Wadley turned and looked at Li Yu.

His scorching eyes stared at the latter, causing a chill to run down his spine.

"Teacher, what's wrong?" Li Yu asked anxiously.

"Li Yu, did you kill those two people?"

"Yes, teacher." Li Yu replied.

He thought Wadley was staring at him like that because he had killed someone and felt uncomfortable.

He quickly explained, "Teacher, when I got here, that bald bastard was trying to violate Bi Yue."

"I was angry at the time and hit him a little too hard. Please punish me, teacher."

"It's really you."

Wadley's eyes flickered, and he said, "If I'm not mistaken, they both died from the magic of the 'musket'."

He took a deep breath and looked at Li Yu seriously, "Can you cast the "Fire Gun" magic?"

"Yeah," Li Yu nodded in acknowledgment.

The corners of Wadley's mouth twitched noticeably.

Li Yu has probably only been learning magic for about an hour.

The "Musketeer" magic requires a total of 26 runes, which are not only complicated but also require a lot of mental energy to cast.

But this kid has mastered it just like that?

"Show me a demonstration."

He still didn't believe it.

"it is good"

Li Yu didn't waste any words.

He did not use the volcanic wood staff. Instead, after his spiritual consciousness had carved the rune, he lightly tapped his fingers, injecting a small stream of spiritual power into the rune, activating the rune easily.

Then, runes appeared one by one.

嗡

A fiery red spear appeared in the air, and surging and rich energy emanated from the spear.

Li Yu did not maintain the input of spiritual power, and the "firearm" slowly dissipated after two or three breaths.

Wadley was too shocked to speak.