Doomsday magic cultivator wandering the heavens

Chapter 48 49. Magic Map and Reaction

Concentrate the mind and calm the mind, intending to guard the dantian.

After Luke left, Chen Mo didn't waste any time, closed his eyes and practiced.

It wasn't long before he had cultivated before he had to give up.

The aura in this world is too thin, and it doesn't matter if the aura is thin, the aura is also mixed with the energy called magic that the vampire used.

Chen Mo wants to refine the spirituality in the aura, and often has to allocate energy to dispel those magic powers.

This made it impossible for Chen Mo's practice speed to increase. He was afraid that he would only be able to increase his mana by a few traces if he spent the seven days practicing.

The rate of return was too low, Chen Mo had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​cultivation.

Instead, he began to think about how to perfect his deception.

First of all, it is natural to need a practice method. If it is an ordinary person, there may not be so many exercises to choose from.

But Chen Mo is different. As the inheritor of the last dharma, he may not have many other things, but there must be more exercises.

Chen Mo rummaged through his memory, and after thinking hard, he finally found an exercise that he thought was the most suitable.

That was "Taiyin Soldiers Book". After finding this exercise book from his memory, Chen Mo immediately laughed with satisfaction.

This technique is the method used by ancient masters to train Dao soldiers. The so-called Dao soldiers are actually cannon fodder.

So the only advantage of this exercise is that it is extremely fast to practice.

As long as one has the aptitude for cultivation, as long as one is supported by magic power, it can be said that it will be three days to get started and five days to practice Qi, from a mortal to a monk, it is definitely not a dream.

It's just that with such a domineering technique, the shortcomings are naturally particularly terrifying.

First of all, the upper limit of this skill is extremely low, and such a quick introduction is naturally because it has completely overdrawn its future development and its own talent.

Secondly, because it is cultivated by Taoist soldiers, all performances are only for fighting, not only does not increase life span, but even reduces life span.

As a result, the mana produced by this technique is extremely domineering, but also very unstable, and there is a risk of exploding at any time when using it.

In the end, because he was using someone else's mana to get started, he would be overcome by that person's mana.

Because of these three shortcomings, if this exercise is really used for cultivation, it is naturally inappropriate, but if it is used to deceive people, it is all advantages in Chen Mo's eyes.

Not only that, but Chen Mo also wanted to keep the hidden hands of his ancestors in his kung fu.

After Luke practiced with this technique, he would provide one-stop service from entry to enchantment.

As for whether Luke will find anything strange, Chen Mo is not worried at all.

How could such an American who didn't even have a concept of China's traditional knowledge system be able to identify it.

Careless, this foreigner doesn't know Chinese characters, can't understand the mysteries of exercises, even if Chen Mo wants to help him get started, it will be difficult.

Scratching his head, Chen Mo suddenly had a flash of inspiration, yes, Yu Jian preaches.

However, it is naturally impossible for the current Chen Mo to produce that kind of high-end goods, but there are alternatives.

That is the magic map. In ancient times, the vast majority of people were illiterate. How could it be time-consuming and labor-intensive to train Dao soldiers?

How is that different from teaching apprentices?
So the magic map was born. Through special Taoism, draw it, and the magic rhyme that contains the true meaning of cultivation, then a magic map was born.

Chen Mo got up and searched in the suite, and found a Yellow Pages book of America, which was actually a phone book.

Put the Yellow Pages book on the table in the suite.

Chen Mo raised his left hand, pointed his right hand together to form a sword finger, and lightly stroked the pulp of his left index finger.

Blood spilled out and fell on the yellow pages. Chen Mo poured out his heart fire and began to calcine the magic map.

When Chen Mo was busy practicing pictures.

In an old castle on the outskirts of the city.

An old man in a gorgeous nightgown was eating food gracefully with a knife and fork under the service of a servant.

On the dinner plate was a well-cooked blood slave steak, and in the wine glass was the freshest virgin blood.

The corpse of the blood slave beside him was still slightly steaming.

Sitting opposite him was a beautiful woman who was also enjoying this rare delicacy.

"Lana, what has your sister Alyssa been up to lately?"

The old man put the knife and fork, picked up the napkin, and gracefully wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth.

"My respected Earl Philip Morton, my dear patriarch, I'm not enough for you. You actually said that you missed my sister in front of me. This really hurts my heart."

Lana's eyes sparkled, and she said coquettishly with a bit of taste in her tone. She knew that Earl Morton liked this tone.

This is where she is better than her sister, and it is also because of this that she can push her sister out of the castle.

But I think my sister will thank me, after all, she once wanted to leave the castle so much.

After listening to Lana's words, Earl Morton did not laugh heartily as usual.

Instead, he picked up the knife and fork again, cut a piece of tender meat and chewed it in his mouth, after fully tasting the meat.

The waiter at the side immediately took a small box, opened it and held it in front of Earl Morton.

Earl Morton spat out the meat in his mouth lightly, then raised his wine glass and drank it in one gulp.

It seems to be suppressing something.

After a while, he picked up the napkin again, wiped his mouth and said.

"Alyssa's breath has disappeared, I think you should know what this means."

"What, my sister is dead?"

The corner of Lana's mouth twitched a little, and she couldn't control the strength in her hand, and her finger prints were instantly pressed on the knife and fork in her hand.

You know, the knives and forks they use are all made of platinum.

As for why the silver of the traditional nobles is not used, it is somewhat impolite to the blood race to ask this question.

"Is it those people from the demon society, or those beasts from the church?"

Lana's tone was no longer as charming as before, and she was even a little rude to Earl Morton.

"Viscount Lana, you are being rude!"

The butler standing beside him reminded loudly.

"Oh!"

Lana flicked her wrist, and the fork in her hand shot across the air like a shooting star, shooting towards the talkative housekeeper.

"when!"

Earl Morton, with a wave of his hand, the invisible force field immediately protected the butler.

"Viscount Lana. I know you are angry, but this butler has been with me for more than 200 years."

"Tell me whether it's the demon society or the church!"

Lana also knew that she would not be Earl Morton's opponent, so she let go of the control of telekinetic power.

The platinum fork fell to the ground.

Although the talkative housekeeper was still expressionless, the way he secretly swallowed his saliva revealed that he was also afraid.

"It's not the demon society, nor the church. You know, they have reached a consensus with me for hundreds of years."

"Is that the new freak called superhero? They also have the ability to kill my sister?"

Lana wondered.

"You need to investigate this yourself."

There was also some chill in Earl Morton's tone.

"Didn't you make a deal with the church and won't let me leave the castle again?"

Lana was a little excited, it was the desire for freedom, for killing, for blood.

"Go, go and make a mess. Let them know the fate of provoking our blood race."

Earl Morton's tone was very quiet, as if he was talking about whether to eat mutton or beef at night.

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(End of this chapter)