The Magician of Cultivation

The moment his thoughts became clear, Li Yu's soul was also changing rapidly.

What Li Yu didn't know was

When he gave up resistance and chose to completely integrate into this world.

Deep in his soul, the last remnant of Xiao Li Yu also merged with him, and they were no longer distinguishable from each other.

The breath of the soul has changed

Similarly, the spiritual energy also began to change, gradually becoming in harmony with this world.

Strands of Dinghuo spiritual energy were attracted by the pale flame in Li Yu's hand and actively poured into it.

The flame expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye. In just a few breaths, it became a fireball the size of a basketball.

Then the basketball-sized fireball quickly shrank inwards. In the blink of an eye, it became only the size of an adult's fist.

Li Yu spread out his right hand, with a fireball suspended in the air in his palm. The fireball was pale, and the scorching heat made the air near his palm slightly distorted.

"go"

Li Yu snapped his fingers and a fireball shot out.

Almost instantly, it appeared above the Moon Creek and sank into it silently.

There was no sound of collision, and a half-meter-high mist rose above Yuexi.

If the villagers of Yuexi Village saw this, they would be so shocked that they would be speechless.

As long as there is time, even ten fighters cannot be as destructive as a magician. The magicians on the mainland, even if they are magic apprentices, are all people who bring honor to their families.

"The spiritual energy has been reduced by one third. The power has not changed much, but the speed of condensation has slowed down a lot."

"The level is still too low." Li Yu frowned.

"If we enter the late stage of Qi Refining now, the speed of condensing fireballs will be greatly increased, and the number of fireballs that can be used will also increase by then."

suddenly

Li Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at the camel hump opposite Yuexi.

In his soul's perception, a pure force close to the soul was approaching rapidly.

"Mental power?" Li Yu guessed that the power should be mental power.

In order to avoid trouble, his soul power vibrated and disrupted the surrounding aura. At the same time, he restrained his own aura and returned home along the way he came without stopping.

Almost at the moment he left, a powerful mental force swept across the place where he had stood before.

After finding nothing abnormal, this spiritual power continued to spread upstream along the Moon Creek.

A figure wrapped in a wide black robe appeared where Li Yu had stood before.

The dark shadow frowned and tucked his hands into his large robe.

About two minutes later, a skinny old man in a green robe appeared next to the black shadow.

"Owner"

The man in the green robe prostrated himself on the ground, his voice was hoarse, and his attitude was respectful and humble.

If Li Yu was still there, he would definitely recognize the old man in green robe. It was his great grandfather, Li Chengfeng, whom he met at the village chief's house during the day.

Seeing that the shadow did not answer, Li Chengfeng did not dare to look up, let alone stand up straight. He then asked cautiously, "Master, are they those people?"

"It's not...them. Those guys are eager to find me, why would they avoid me?" The man in black robe answered this time.

His voice was nasal and weak, like that of an old man who was about to die. The hat attached to the black robe covered his entire face, so his features could not be seen clearly.

"Also, the temperature around is very high. It should be fire magic that was cast."

"Anyone who can't be locked onto by my mental power must be at least a high-level magician."

The old man in black robe spoke to himself.

It would be more accurate to say that he was analyzing it himself rather than explaining it to Li Chengfeng.

"There shouldn't be any high-level fire magicians in the two nearby states."

Li Chengfeng was still lying on the ground, not daring to speak out to interrupt the black-robed man who was thinking.

After a while, the black-robed man shook his head and said uncertainly, "This man is quite powerful. Since he hasn't shown up, let's just follow him."

"Don't worry about this matter. Let me ask you, have you found the person I asked you to find?"

"Not yet... not yet"

Li Chengfeng's head was against the ground, and his old figure looked quite sad.

"not yet?"

The shadow's originally old voice became shrill. He turned around suddenly and stared at Li Chengfeng.

"Keep your head up"

Li Chengfeng did not dare to resist his order. He raised his equally skinny head and looked at the old man wrapped in a black robe.

The face of the old man in black robe was twisted and ferocious, with veins bulging on his face. His blood-red eyes hid endless cruelty, tyranny and crazy killing desire, which made Li Chengfeng shudder.

It was just that the distorted face of the old man in black robe would blur from time to time. When it blurred, the face revealed was quiet and gentle. It was the face of Old Monster Qiao.

"Hehehe, Li Chengfeng. If you hadn't begged me so much, I would have destroyed Yuexi Village a long time ago."

"Alas," the man in black robe shook his head, "It seems you don't care anymore."

His tone was calm, but the words he said made Li Chengfeng's pupils shrink.

"Master, please give me some more time. Half a year, at most, and I will complete the task."

Li Chengfeng kept knocking his head, and soon blood started flowing down his forehead. The blood flowed into his eyes, making his eyes bloodshot, but he didn't dare to wipe it off, and continued to knock his head against the ground.

"Three months, I'll give you another three months," the old man in black robe said grimly, "If we still haven't found it in three months, Yuexi Village... will be wiped out."

“Yes… yes…” Li Chengfeng’s voice was bitter.

"In the past ten years, I have sent at least six children with fire magic talent, but they all died." Li Chengfeng's eyes flickered, and he felt sad. "Do I really have to send Yu'er away? No... No..., this devil..."

“Now, it’s time for me to enjoy myself.”

The old man in black robe stared at Li Chengfeng with bloodshot eyes, greedily and evilly, and a slightly heavy breathing sound came from his nose.

Li Chengfeng was horrified.

Before he could react, the old man in black robe casually waved out a black mist, covering him.

The black fog rolled, and various emotional fluctuations continued to be transmitted.

Sometimes he laughs wildly, sometimes he suppresses his pain, sometimes he is crazy and violent, and sometimes he is terrified and desperate.

Wisps of black mist spread out and turned into streams of air, flowing into the mouth and nose of the old man in black robe.

The old man in black robe groaned in comfort

The strange laughter sounded like the howling of a ghost in the dark and deserted night, which was particularly creepy.

After a long time, the black fog dissipated and the figure of the man in black robe disappeared.

Li Chengfeng lay motionless on the ground, blood constantly flowing out of his mouth and nose.

If it weren't for the slightly twitching body and the violently heaving chest, everyone would have thought he was a dead person.

After more than ten minutes, he finally struggled to sit up. His distorted facial features gradually relaxed, and his dull and hollow eyes slowly regained color.

"This devil..."

Li Chengfeng supported himself on the ground with his hands and staggered to his feet. He raised his head and looked at the huge outline of Camel Mountain. His expression gradually became firm.

"The people of Yuexi Village can't escape, but those two children..."

Li Chengfeng did not return to the village, but staggered towards the huge black silhouette.

Under the dim moonlight, the skinny and old figure looks particularly desolate.