Sorcerer

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In the dark evening, a drizzle had just ended, and the world became damp and cold.

Icy drops dripped from the bony branches and were shattered in the air by a sharp arrow.

The sharp arrow continued to move forward, piercing through a young head, and continued to fly with the white brain, and finally nailed into a section of wet black tree trunk.

Wumaxi floated out of the woods like a ghost, quickly put the corpse in the elephant ring, put away the arrows, turned around and went into the damp woods again.

Stepping on the branches, walking through the woods like a ghost, about half an hour later, Wu Maxi stopped on a big tree.

There is a lake in front of me, which looks gray in the gloomy dusk, and the edge cannot be seen.

This is the famous Lize in Northwest China.

It is said that Lize thousands of years ago was like a vast ocean, boundless.After the vicissitudes of life, Lize is now much smaller, no more than a hundred miles long and no more than thirty miles wide.Even so, the lake is the premier Great Lake in the dry and sandy Northwest.

Wu Maxi chose to stop here because she took a fancy to this lake.

With his powerful water escape ability, once he enters the water, he can quickly reach any point near Lize with the help of the virtual dolphin, and even use the tributaries around Lize to dive hundreds or thousands of miles away.

Wu Maxi checked the surrounding environment again, arranged a few blood signal arrays, carefully erased the traces left by herself, and carefully returned to the big tree by the lake.

Wrapped in waterproof silver bear fur, leaning against the tree trunk, chewing dry dry food, looking at the gray water and sky.

Twilight slowly submerged the world.

Wu Maxi tugged on the silver bear skin, sank into concentration, and began to practice. Then, listening to the howling cold wind, she slowly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, it started to rain again, and Wu Maxi woke up from the faint but clear sound of rain, feeling the water droplets sliding down the silver bear's fur.He wrapped the silver bear skin tighter, squinted his eyes and curled up on the broad branch, quietly listening to the sounds of nature in the darkness, and fell asleep again at some point.

When I woke up again, my mind was confused, as if I was in a boundless fog.

After a long time, his thoughts gradually returned, and he slowly opened his eyes.

It was still dark, and it was dark and cold all around. There were a few fishing lights floating on the river in the distance, and they were fishermen getting up in the morning.

Wu Maxi couldn't fall asleep anymore, so she took some cold water to wash with Longsu Shuiyijing, which cleared her mind up a bit.

He began to study every day, simulating the changes in the artistic conception structure in his mind, and calculating its interference, traction and other effects.

Time passed slowly, and soon it was dawn, and it was still a gray and gloomy weather.

Wu Maxi ate something, and the sky began to drizzle again.

He used animal skins to build a cover on top of his head, spread the kraft paper in front of him, took out a slanted pen, and began to try to optimize some of his artistic concepts.

When the guest house was set on fire, Wumaxi subconsciously fine-tuned the moon bow under the turbulent emotions, and achieved good results.After escaping from the Great Shape Hall, as Wu Maxi's mood gradually cooled down, the adapted structure immediately lost its power and became mediocre or even crappy.

This phenomenon proves the influence of emotion on artistic conception.

Wu Maxi tried to explore the law of this influence, but after spending several days with no results, she put aside this thought for the time being, and used her main energy on the big ones of Moon Ru Bow, Follow the Wind into the Night, and Qingqiu Fox Shadow. Adapted.

There is drizzle on the lake, like smoke and fog, just like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Wu Maxi closed her eyes and listened carefully, but felt that there seemed to be sounds of nature echoing in the silence between heaven and earth.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and began to quickly sketch on the paper. One structure after another flowed on the kraft paper, like beautiful notes one after another.

This is "Following the Wind into the Night" after the adaptation. Wu Maxi has been adapting this artistic conception for the past few days. She has already had many ideas in her mind. Now, looking at this picturesque misty rain, the inspiration finally gushes out, and she writes again and again. , just like a clear stream flowing with the mountain, it is natural and full of spirituality.

A line escaped from above the palace-like main structure, the line became lighter and lighter, and finally disappeared, and the entire structure was finally completed.

Wu Maxi didn't look at the newly completed six-view, put it in the elephant ring, and continued to lean on the tree, looking at the lake quietly.

At noon, the rain finally stopped, and the sky was a little brighter, as if the sun was about to come out, but it didn't come out after all.

Two flying dragons flew across the sky and went away quickly.

Wu Maxi grilled a piece of fish, took out the adapted six-view after eating, and began to carefully calculate the relationship between its interference and traction, in order to continue to optimize and modify the unreasonable structure in it.

This six-view is a product of inspiration, and all of Wu Maxi's knowledge is naturally integrated into it. There are many bright spots in the conception, and some of them can even be called a stroke of genius.However, there are many shortcomings. Most of the structures have not been rigorously calculated, and the relationship between traction and interference is not precise enough. Although it will not cause madness, the loss of artistic conception efficiency is great.

For a whole afternoon, Wu Maxi was immersed in the structure optimization of this picture, and those unreasonable structures were eliminated one by one.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, another inspiration suddenly jumped into his mind. Wu Maxi couldn't grasp it immediately, and made a large adjustment to the whole structure.

After the adjustment was completed, the overall structure of the entire artistic conception has completely changed its appearance, becoming a half-open umbrella woven by nineteen artistic branches.

This is the new "Follow the Wind into the Night", which incorporates the ideas of Chushiwei and Qingqiu Huying, and strengthens the stealth and action capabilities.

Wu Maxi named it "Night Rain".

In the evening, Wu Maxi finally finished the six views of "Night Rain", which can be put into use, but to achieve the best results, more in-depth calculations and optimizations are needed, and some subtle unreasonable structures are arranged. Maximize efficiency.

At dusk, the forest and the lake became dim.

Wu Maxi put away the six views, got up and walked out of the forest carefully.

This is his time to kill.

In the past few days, near Lize, he had killed six Daxingdian disciples.

The reason why the evening was chosen was that in addition to mood factors, escape was also one of the considerations. If hunting was in trouble, night would be the best cover.

When they walked out of the forest, the sky was already dark.

Wu Maxi rode a black horn, walking among the barren mountains.

His goal was Shitan Town, twenty miles away.During these days of Daxingdian, many disciples have been arranged nearby, and there are disciples in every town, scattered widely.Wu Maxi didn't know what the other party was thinking about, but this arrangement obviously made it easier for him to hunt and kill them one by one.

Half an hour later, Wumaxi arrived outside Shitan Town, the sky was still not completely dark, and there was still a little bit of bluish white in the sky.

A small green bird squatted on a branch beside the road, motionless, looking abrupt and beautiful in this obscure winter.

Wu Maxi looked at the little green bird for a long time, then suddenly raised her hand and shot the little bird to pieces.

From the body of the little bird, a little green light suddenly floated out, like a will-o'-the-wisp, it entered Wumaxi's body, and quickly disappeared without a trace.

Wu Maxi scanned her body with Wen Wei, but she didn't find any trace of that green light, but she heard a strange and weak fluctuation, which continuously emitted from her body to the void.Using Wenwei Yijing to scan the body, I found that the source of this fluctuation is uncertain, and it is impossible to lock it, let alone smash it.

You don't need to guess to know that this is definitely the method of Daxingdian.

Wu Maxi frowned slightly, a strange expression appeared on the corner of her mouth, and the vitality in her eyes became much more lively.