My husband is born again

Chapter 187 If You Are An Idiot, What Is My Mother?
"Don't pretend to be good at getting it cheaply. This Wind Curse is a high-level spell. I had to spend a lot of effort to get it. Ordinary little hairy gods are not qualified to learn it!" Hua Hanxiang said, "You With such poor strength, you still haven't studied hard!"

"Understood." Ruan Ling also knew that her life was important, so she sat down cross-legged and practiced carefully according to the mantra.

After a stick of incense.

Ruan Ling stood up and tried to escape by reciting formulas.

Hua Hanxiang opened her eyes, and when she saw it, she sneered and said, "After a while, you thought you could use it? Don't laugh at me to death."

"I know it won't work, I just try it casually."

Ruan Ling took a deep breath, calmed down, and recited the formula silently.

call out!
The flowers are fragrant and I just feel a flower in front of my eyes.

Taking a closer look, Ruan Ling's shadow has disappeared.

She stayed for a while, looking at the open space in front of her.

What about people?

She walked to the gate of the Earth Temple.

A gust of wind came.

Ruan Ling rushed back again, bumping her head against the pillar, making an earth-shattering sound.

boom!
She sprawled on the post with all fours sprawled, and slowly slid down.

Hua Hanxiang looked at her dully.

Ruan Ling got up rubbing her nose, looked back at her, and said a little ashamedly: "My aptitude is indeed too poor, and I can't even control my speed freely."

The flowers are fragrant, but the eyes are still dull.

Ruan Ling touched her red nose, sat down by herself, and sighed, "It's really hard to learn magic."

Fragrant flowers: "..."

At the beginning, it took her a month to learn the wind spell, and she was able to speed up a little faster than usual, and it took three months to be considered a beginner.

But for this stinky girl in front of her, she only spent one stick of incense, which surpassed her one-year performance!

This sky-defying speed!

She was a little dizzy.

Ruan Ling looked at her: "Sister Hua, I will work hard to learn, I am born stupid, don't be angry."

Fragrant flowers: "..."

She rushed in front of her, grabbed her by the neck, and shook wildly: "Smelly girl, are you playing tricks on me?!"

Ruan Ling was about to be strangled to death by her: "Sister Hua, beautiful woman Hua, if you have something to say, talk about it, when did I play tricks on you?"

Hua Hanxiang spit saliva wildly: "You can learn such a difficult wind curse with just a stick of incense. What kind of idiot are you pretending to be like me? If you are an idiot, what is this old lady?"

"Don't get excited, just talk about it!" Ruan Ling pushed her hand away, panting, "Why am I lying to you? If I have such heaven-defying aptitude, can I still be beaten by black and white impermanence?"

"It's true..." Hua Hanxiang stroked her chin, and looked at her suspiciously, "No, then you have learned the wind curse before?"

"No."

"Then why did you learn so quickly?"

"Is this considered to be learned?" Ruan Ling frowned, "Maybe I was lucky this time? Really, I only know the spell of rapid plant growth now. This is the natal spell of the land god, so it will come naturally. As for others The fireball technique, the vertical cloud technique, I have learned it for decades, and I have never learned any of them."

"How is it possible? The fireball technique is the easiest, I learned it in two days."

As Hua Hanxiang spoke, she read out a formula and picked up a small cluster of flames.

Ruan Ling was at the side, and said after listening, "Is this the formula of the fireball technique?"

"Yes."

"That's not right," Ruan Ling was surprised, and immediately recited his formula.

Hua Hanxiang blinked: "You are wrong."

"what?"

"You try the formula I said." Hua Hanxiang said, and read out a formula.

(End of this chapter)