Versatile Mage: I have no intention of dimensional throne

Chapter 42

The goal of meeting the demon was achieved. The two women knew that they could not fight a slave-level demon with their own strength, so there was no need to continue.

So the three of them came out together.

"To practice, you need to form a team. You lack a Destruction Mage."

On the way back, Bai Mo pointed out the flaws in the previous battle between the two.

Hearing this, Mu Nujiao also nodded in agreement, "Although I should have reached the second level by then and be able to use the Vine Transformation - Whiplash, the whipping of the second level cannot cause fatal damage to the demon. It requires a Destruction Mage as a teammate."

"Jiaojiao, I think Zhang Lulu is very good. She is from the thunder system." Ai Tutu, who had been listening attentively, said at this time.

"Yes." Mu Nujiao nodded, obviously thinking of this classmate in the class.

Bai Mo, who was walking leisurely aside, also raised his eyebrows, inexplicably feeling that the name sounded familiar.

After stopping two cars, the three of them went home.

The regional knockout round ended quickly, without any surprise, they were first.

From Bai Mo's point of view, the latter two opponents were not much better than the Changkong High School team they met in the first game.

On the other hand, the opponent in the third game, their water mage can actually superimpose water control, although it can only be used once, which is amazing.

It's a pity that Mei Qian is a thunder mage, so two layers of water control are not of much use.

However, after two battles, Mei Qian and Zhou Tianyuan and Zhao Qingying's use and connection of magic became smoother and more natural.

There is also a more confident and sharp feeling about him, and he looks a little like a little genius.

They are all people with good talents. Only now they feel that they are outstanding. It must be because they have been oppressed by teachers in school for a long time.

Bai Mo thinks this may be the case.

He didn't consider his own reasons at all.

"what is this?"

Bai Mo was sitting on the lazy sofa at home, looking at the seven-color rhombus crystal that Patriarch Bai had given him just now, and asked Patriarch Bai, who was looking at his tablet whenever he took a break.

He ruled out Nian Shi the first time. Although he had never actually seen Nian Shi, he had seen pictures, and Nian Shi did not look so charming.

The head of the Bai family didn't even raise his head and said in an extremely calm tone:

"The Void Fantasy Stone has two attributes: space and mind, mainly spiritual attributes. It is a cultivation resource for exercising mental power. If you crush it, you will experience a life memory that does not belong to you, just like a dream. It may be a memory of your life. A tree, or a bird, or a bug, or a monster, or a human being!”

"Different experiences, different experiences, the Void Fantasy Stone will not let you get stuck in them, but it can turn them all into nourishment for your spiritual growth."

"Tsk, tsk, where did this come from?" Bai Mo smacked his lips. Has the long-lost family support returned to him? He wanted to confirm.

"You don't need to worry about it. The family can only provide you with one pill every six months, and you can only use one pill every six months, otherwise there is a risk of schizophrenia."

Bai Mo raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked curiously: "The family still has this channel, why didn't I know about it?"

Hearing this, the head of the Bai family hid under the tablet, the corners of his green mouth slightly raised by the light, and said in a calm tone:

"It didn't happen before, but now it does!"

"Oh" Bai Mo shook his head slightly, "How is this thing made?"

"I don't know! This is the ability of the psychic mage, or it may be a secret. Anyway, it is not a forbidden technique. You can use it without worry."

"Okay." Bai Mo nodded, secretly planning to ask the little treasure Lingling and the great observer Ding Yumian, "That's okay. I'll go dreaming."

"and many more!"

"Ang, tell me if you have anything to say."

The head of the Bai family paused for a moment before saying, "You have your uncle's son, your cousin Bai Zangfeng's Fetion, so you didn't add it yourself."

"What are you doing?" Bai Mo was confused.

"Zang Feng is about to undergo field training, and your uncle wants you to give him some advice."

"That's it~" Bai Mo curled his lips and thought it was something.

Of course he has Fetion. Let’s send him some of the better experience summaries in the class later.

Bai Zangfeng was actually a few years older than him. The reason why he was one year younger than him was because he failed to take the magic high school entrance examination due to an accident, but he was too arrogant to take the back door.

So he is one year younger than me.

Speaking of uncle, he is currently the one with the highest cultivation level among the middle-aged generation in the Bai family, so he has been concentrating on cultivation without caring about worldly affairs.

The head of the Bai family also focused on taking care of family affairs because his magic talent was not very good.

As for Bai Zangfeng, he was talented, but a little arrogant.

But in front of him, it was fine.

Thinking like this, Bai Mo was about to get up and go back to his room to see what kind of dream was inside this empty fantasy stone.

Just as he turned around, he paused again and asked: "Master Bai, what if there is a woman's life memory in this empty fantasy stone?"

"No, after you wake up, you will only know what species you are and your general experience. As for gender, you will not remember any trivial matters."

"That's okay." Nodding, Bai Mo dismissed his worries and went back to his room.

Let’s start with daily meditation and traveling in dimensional planes.

Bai Mo then lay on the bed, placed the Konghuan Stone between his eyebrows, and closed his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he was sitting on a seaside step with a little girl beside him. The little girl asked him cutely:

"Then you will be my brother from now on?"

He put a hand on the little girl's shoulder, looked at her seriously and said:

"Yeah! Brother will always protect you from now on!"

Then the screen changed, like pressing a shortcut key, and Bai Mo's mind was completely absorbed in it. He seemed to have done a lot of things, but he had no impression of any of them.

When the picture in front of him became clear again, he saw that he was in a place that seemed to be an orphanage.

In his hands, he was holding a little girl who fell on the ground. The little girl was still cute, but she was in front of them.

There is also a monster with a head shaped like a starfish, a white face, equally pale eyes, and a body covered with green leaves, which is walking towards him with heavy steps.

"Get up, get up quickly!" He held the little girl's hand and shouted desperately.

The little girl also looked at him with tears in her eyes, but she couldn't stand up and shouted anxiously:

"Brother, I can't run anymore!" "Come on, you can do it, hurry up!" He sounded like a coach's encouragement to the athletes.

"Wow~~~~~~~~~~~!!!"

The terrifying sound of the monster came next.

The little girl also cried, "I really can't run!"

Bai Mo felt very strange. He was really worried like that boy at this moment, but the clarity in the deepest part of his mind made him understand that this was a dream, and the picture in front of him was quite familiar.

The plot continues——

He pulled the little girl and kept shouting: "Hurry up! Get up!" while observing the monster that was getting closer and closer.

And the little girl also whimpered: "I really can't run anymore!"

After some pulling, he was frightened off by the monster's loud roar, and the monster also came to the little girl.

He stood up in a hurry, ran away with a stone in a black bag in his hand.

Time flows again, consciousness is immersed again, and in the blink of an eye, I don’t know how many years have passed. He once again returned to this city that was unforgettable to him.

Be a trainee presenter.

It was already late at night, and just as I was about to pick up a sister, I saw a few guys with suspicious appearances.

So he shouted loudly and turned on the high beam headlights. Get everyone's attention.

He took another leap to knock down those suspicious people, said something quite arrogant, casually flicked the bag on his waist, transformed into a black rhinoceros armor, and defeated the sudden appearance of the supernatural beast.

Then he mocked the man whose appearance was almost the same as his own.

Several more battles followed, and after many hardships, he defeated the Flame Dragon Man and became the armor captain.

However, the plot always slows down when he recalls his promise to Bing'er to protect her forever when he was a child.

then.

He went to his usual restaurant, ordered a cup of hot orange juice, answered the call from his team members and gave him a harsh lesson:

"It's easy to change a country, but it's hard to change one's nature! A rotten orange is a rotten orange."

In the deepest part of his heart, Bai Mo's sober consciousness was a little speechless. He didn't want to watch the rest of the plot, so this ray of his mind was completely absorbed in the plot.

Only the spiritual power of the Konghuan Stone was left to maintain the clarity and transparency of his heart.

The scene kept changing, and he did everything he thought was right, but in the end he was slapped hard in the face by reality.

Then he repented, turned into synthetic materials to save the world, and finally lived a peaceful life.

Bai Mo woke up and opened his eyes. His eyes were blurry for a few seconds and then became clear again.

Taking a deep breath, his first feeling was that he was speechless.

What is this!

The guy who made this fantasy stone must be sick! Then Bai Mo fell into a deeper state of speechlessness and sighed.

"Do evil!!"

Originally there were no armored warriors in this world, but then there were.

why?

First of all, Bai Mo felt that it must have nothing to do with him.

He just heard that his second uncle's magic tools couldn't be sold, so he gave him an idea and a pretty good script.

Yes, it’s all my uncle’s fault!

As for the share of the sales of the magic equipment?

Sorry, he forgot.

These armored magic tools were only popular for a period of time because the difference between the pictures and the actual ones was too big. In recent years, he couldn't even keep up with his pocket money.

Final summary: The maker of this fantasy stone is extremely hateful!

Well, thinking of this, Bai Mo suddenly remembered that his second uncle asked him last week that he wanted to shoot another commercial and asked him if he had any ideas.

Bai Mo fell into deep thought.

I heard that a new batch of demon-slaying tools is going to be launched, and he will be given a one-third share.

Martial arts stories are quite popular in this world, and since they are no longer children, how about giving him a similar story about Heaven and Dragon Slaying?

Although he remembers the plot vaguely, this is a magical world, and there are many ways to remember it.

Blue Light Company's Soul Moon Potion is a good choice, which can remind people of some long-lost memories.

Shaking his head and withdrawing his thoughts, Bai Mo began to realize what he had gained.

He took out the mental strength detection instrument he bought last time, which was a device similar to a thermometer.

But its detection effect is not precise. When Bai Mo's mind power falls on it, its light becomes brighter and gradually fills the first three grids, indicating that his mental state is level three.

But what is the situation at the third level and how far is it from the next stage? It cannot give the answer.

Throwing it aside, Bai Mo could feel that his mental power had increased a lot, but by how much? He didn't know either, but it was quite a lot anyway.

The harvest is worth half a year's worth of spiritual training.

The cultivation of spiritual power lies in accumulation at the third level. Those who walk a hundred miles are only half-ninety, no matter how much their mental strength has increased now.

As long as the boundary between level three and level four is not broken, then the accumulation is not enough and you need to keep accumulating.

Because this is to cross the gap between the small realm and the medium realm, the difficulty is not much different than that of a mage's cultivation from mid-level to high-level. Quantitative changes are not enough. Constant quantitative changes are also needed to induce qualitative changes.

Finally reached the fourth level, the middle realm.

The Void Fantasy Stone still has some effect, but I don’t know what the family paid for this channel to obtain the Void Fantasy Stone.

After thinking about it for a while, Bai Mo stopped thinking about it. The predecessors planted trees and the descendants took advantage of the shade. He will not be the predecessor in the future. This is how the fire is passed down from generation to generation.

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