fifth form

Chapter 79

In front of the Ten Thousand Monster Monument, Zhang Xuezhou stretched out his hand to touch it, and a black light shrouded it immediately.

"Old Ancestor, what's wrong with black?"

It was Zhang Xuezhou who asked before, but now it is Jin Wanliang who asked.

He looked at the Jin Chan Dharma King who was frowning tightly, and couldn't help his little thoughts for a while.

"Black is the worst black art?" Jin Wanliang wondered.

"Black represents death." The Golden Toad Dharma King frowned and said, "Most of these inheritances are spells, which are of little benefit to him!"

In Jin Chan Dharma King's vision, the other party is a human being, and there are nearly [-] kinds of flying monsters in his body, which will inevitably arouse the Ten Thousand Monster Monument, thus giving Zhang Xuezhou a very good ability to chase and escape.

Chasing and escaping abilities sound useless, but in the long years of training, the Golden Toad Dharma King is well aware of the value of this ability.

If this kind of ability is ranked first in the ranking of spells, the Golden Toad Dharma King thinks it will be no problem.

If you want to live a long time, this is a compulsory skill.

Chasing and killing others can kill the grass and prevent the opponent from making a comeback.

The ability to escape can avoid chasing and killing opponents with too high strength, so as to survive.

Whether it is flying, jumping, or running, they all fit into the category of this type of technique.

But the Golden Toad Dharma King did not expect that what Zhang Xuezhou induced was a spell.

There are strong spells and weak spells. Most spells require a medium to cast them. King Jin Chan cannot say that spells are not strong, but he feels that spells are not suitable for Zhang Xuezhou's needs.

Moreover, the ability of demons in spells is not outstanding. If you want to learn spells, the spells in the Holy Land of Yixiu River are far better than the inheritance of the Ten Thousand Monster Monuments.

"Talking is better than nothing, it's better to get in touch first!"

Thinking that sooner or later he would have to find a way to send Zhang Xuezhou to the Holy Land of the Yexi River to practice human spells, the Golden Toad Dharma King finally felt relieved.

Even after he changed his mind, he was a little happy.

The sorcery that Zhang Xuezhou learned was different from what he had imagined, but this further proved that Zhang Xuezhou had the aptitude to learn sorcery. If he could cultivate it carefully, the other party would have a high probability of achieving success in sorcery.

If it is said that certain spells are hard hits with real swords and guns, spells are soft blows that hurt people invisible, and can take lives silently and silently.

Because of the unique way of incantations, Jin Chan Dharma King's understanding of incantations is limited.

He guessed in his heart that Zhang Xuezhou might have been cursed with sleep, which led to a better choice for Wan Yaobei.

"Not much benefit? Talking about nothing?"

Hearing Jin Chan Dharma King's evaluation, Jin Wanliang immediately became happy.

He doesn't like to be Zhang Xuezhou's godson. It would be great if Dharma King Jinchan canceled Zhang Xuezhou's status because of this kind of dissatisfaction.

But he waited for quite a while, but he didn't see the Golden Toad Dharma King mention anything about it.

This made Jin Wanliang feel a little pity.

"If it doesn't work once, then twice, as long as you disappoint the ancestor too many times, you will definitely not be able to be a godson, nor can you be my godfather!"

Jin Wanliang murmured in his heart for a while, only to see the black light of the Wanyao Monument gradually dimming, revealing Zhang Xuezhou's figure.

"Godfather, what have you learned?" Jin Wanda shouted.

"Spells are not displayed in front of others, and there is no need to announce them in public!"

Jin Wanliang really wanted to embarrass Zhang Xuezhou, but as soon as he spoke, Jin Chan Dharma King stopped him immediately.

There are many mysteries in spells, which are hard to guard against, but spells are not without flaws.

For most conjurers, incantations require a medium and take a long time to cast. It is normal for a high-level incantation to take ten and a half months to release.

Among them, the cost of spell casting media is not small, and the purchase price of some media is not worthwhile to kill the weak, and it is not enough to kill the strong.

And the long casting time also made the conjurer face an even more embarrassing situation.

If the Golden Toad Dharma King can still fight head-on, [-]% of the conjurers can only hide in the dark, completely lacking the ability to fight head-on.

This makes conjurers secretive about their own incantations and the medium of purchase, and they don't like to disclose them to others.

There are even some conjurers who hide their identities and rely on a few embarrassing spells to act as middle and lower monks.

"What did you learn from the Wan Yao Monument?"

After Jin Wanliang was blasted away, Jin Chan Dharma King asked Zhang Xuezhou about it.

"It's a technique called drowsiness," Zhang Xuezhou replied.

"Drowse technique?"

The Golden Toad Dharma King was stunned, and felt that the Wanyao Monument was really spiritual. If Zhang Xuezhou had any physical problems, he gave the corresponding spell directly.

"This technique needs to use flying insects as the medium, and it takes almost a day to perform the spell on flying insects." Zhang Xuezhou said with a sigh: "Then driving flying insects into other people's ears can make people who are lower than me in the cultivation realm People sleep for a quarter of an hour!"

"It's kind of... not bad!"

The Golden Toad Dharma King pondered for a while before suppressing a comment.

The uselessness of the drowsiness technique was beyond the imagination of the Golden Toad Dharma King.

It sounds powerful to make people fall asleep for a quarter of an hour, but it requires one day of manipulating the medium of the technique, and the high level must be aimed at the low level.

That is to say, Zhang Xuezhou, as a cultivator in the pulse-taking state at this time, the only groups he can target are ordinary people.

This even requires ordinary people to be in a state of defenselessness.

Once the other party stretched out his hand and slapped the flying insect as the medium of casting the spell to death, Zhang Xuezhou's spell was directly broken.

And a quarter of an hour's sleep sounds like a long time, but it's easy to wake up after being slapped.

Looking at all kinds of situations, the sleepiness technique is worse than the toad technique.

Apart from the fact that the casting medium does not require money, Zhang Xuezhou's spell has no advantages.

If it hadn't been for the plan to send Zhang Xuezhou to the Holy Land of the Yexi River to study Fa, Jinchan Dharma King felt that this child was really useless, and he was useless except for his bright mind.

But everything is good because the Yiying River Holy Land is best at spells.

This turned Zhang Xuezhou's useless point of complaint into a hot spot.

The Golden Toad Dharma King was quite satisfied.

This is not because of the power of the drowsiness technique, but because Zhang Xuezhou's foundational method is more suitable for the practice of incantations, and has the possibility of practicing incantations.

For a moment, he couldn't help but feel a little more happy, only to feel that the aggrievedness he suffered today has disappeared.

If Zhang Xuezhou can have his [-]th level, after a successful sneak attack with a doze technique, the Tiger Power Demon King will also be crippled by him.

"Turn up this kid more. If he can reach my level, at least our father and son will not be beaten by someone beyond the level!"

The Golden Toad Dharma King thought for a while, and was a little more optimistic about the bad future.

But it didn't take long, and what little optimism he had was gone.

Outside the palace, a tiger-headed monster in iron armor was shouting there with a big ring knife.

"Tolkien, you bloody toad, did you eat my little beauty!"

A swan monster with feathers all over its body is useless, but once the swan monster fades into a human, the other party must have a high-quality beauty.

This also makes cross-species bonding possible.

The Huli Demon King had been thinking about the Honghu Demon for a long time, but he didn't expect that when he went to see his mother-in-law again, he only saw a pile of bones and feathers on the ground.

He was raised by this mother-in-law, and suddenly died of raising him.

(End of this chapter)