Commanding Wind and Cloud

At dusk, Qian Jin crawled back to the shore with his exhausted body. The coldness of the extremely icy lake made his body seem to be exuding a chill.

Biluo had already cooked the grilled fish, and he was very motivated to eat several catties of fish to supplement the exhausted physical strength. After the body was familiar with the Fiery Lake, it was even more unsuitable for the Extreme Ice Lake. The physical strength consumed after a day of training was much greater than before.

The three people sitting there watched dumbfoundedly as they wiped away the dinner for four prepared by Biluo, only to hear him say: "Not bad, I'm 80% full after eating."

Bi Luo was busy making dinner for the other two again, squatting vigorously beside the dead fish, touching the sharp and hard fish scales with her hands, replaying the thrilling scene in the water in her mind.

"This thing...it's not bad." Pulling off a piece of hard and light fish scale vigorously, fingers gently touched the edge of the fish scale: "It's almost a natural flying knife, it would be better if it is polished! Although it's not as good as a real iron flying knife, it's better than people think, and it's easier to carry."

He kept pulling out the scales from the dead fish with both hands, and found a random stone as a whetstone, and polished the palm-sized fish scales into a cone shape that was more suitable for holding in the hand, and carefully smeared the fish meat on the fish scales to prevent the fish scales from being exposed to the air for too long and drying out, losing their original firmness and becoming brittle.

The three of them had dinner, and Gan Jin already had sixteen rough-polished fish-scale throwing knives in his hands. The quality of such throwing knives was extremely poor, and there were still many parts that needed to be modified and polished. Gan Jin planned to go back to the cave and seriously modify the throwing knives.

Taking advantage of Bi Luo's time to clean up the raw fish, he patiently polished a fish-scale throwing knife that was not outstanding, but it was still eye-catching. According to the explanation in "Shen She", he began to test some performance and flight trajectory of the throwing knife.

A truly top-notch super-class shooter, as long as he touches any weapon that can be shot, he can immediately know the general performance of this weapon, especially the flight trajectory.

Qian Jin thinks that he has only watched "Sky Shooting" for a few days, and he is by no means a super-class shooter. In order to master the full performance of the fish-scale throwing knife, he still needs to do a lot of tests.

boom! The fish scale flying knife left a faint golden trace in the air, and it accurately pierced a tree 30 meters away from the drive. The part of the fish scales exposed outside the tree was vibrating and humming continuously.

"Eh... it misses..." Gan Jin scratched his head at the fish-scale throwing knife that was nailed to the tree trunk when he wanted to hit a branch: "It seems that its flight trajectory is much different from that of a stone."

Shui Lianying'er approached the tree trunk, and paid more attention to the flying knife pierced halfway through the tree trunk. The flight just now was extremely fast, but there was almost no sound of any object moving at high speed piercing the air. If it was used for sneak attack and assassination in the dark...

The old man looked at Leaving who was vigorously playing with the throwing knife, narrowing his eyes into a slit and smiling: "You must learn that magic archery well. I brought you to this extremely icy lake today not just to exercise your fighting spirit and golden body, but also to make you more adaptable to the cold environment. In the vast snowfield, lie still for several days, and an arrow pierces your throat! This is an archer!"

As night fell again, he polished the last fish-scale throwing knife vigorously, picked up a fighting stone newly taken out of the mine vein, and started the training of absorbing fighting energy and transforming fighting energy.

In just three hours, the gray bucket stone lost its last gleam of brilliance, and the bucket of another bucket stone was absorbed cleanly, evenly distributed among the 108 bucket apertures.

Ke Jin opened his eyes and looked at Huang Quan, who was sitting cross-legged and was meditating on condensing spiritual power into magical power. His heart was filled with admiration. This woman had clearly reached the critical moment of condensing spiritual power into magical power. Without the help of the magic gathering array, even if she held a magic core in her hand to condense it, it would be a record-setting thing. However, because the magic core belonged to her sister's personal property, she never took one to use.

Gather spiritual power and transform it into magical power! Step into the ranks of great magicians in one fell swoop! How tempting is this? No magician has ever been able to hold on to this temptation! Ke Jin's evaluation of Huang Quan unknowingly became higher and higher. What he admired was not her terrifying magical talent, but to protect her sister's dream and resolutely resist the temptation of the magic core's shortcut.

The mental energy in the air fluctuated more and more frequently, Huang Quan's body trembled slightly at high speed, even the weeds and cloak she was sitting on seemed to be called by something, and became trembling.

The jumping flames burning in the stove, although they are obviously sealed, they seem to be blown by some strong wind, making the sound of gusts of wind blowing the flames.

It was also the first time I saw someone condense their spiritual power into mana at a critical moment, and they couldn't help clenching their fists tightly. Huang Quan's huge spiritual power had almost reached its true peak, like boiling water that was about to boil, but it was too late to really boil.

Momentum quietly took out a piece of magic core, and gently threw it beside Huang Quan. The huge mental power immediately extracted the magic power in the magic core, and the boiling water that had always reached the critical value but did not boil, at this moment... erupted violently like a volcano!

The mental power is constantly transformed into magical power, and Gan Jin feels that another magic core stored in the clothes is constantly vibrating. Huang Quan, who has just stepped into the great magician, shows a good appetite.

The turmoil lasted for half an hour, and Huang Quan's magical power was completely transformed. She slowly opened those eyes, which were obviously the same as Bi Luo's, but were always cold, and nodded slightly to Gan Jin: "Thank you."

He shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "You're welcome."

Huang Quan got up slowly, walked slowly in front of Qian Jin, and directly bowed at ninety degrees. Her long black hair, like a waterfall, seemed to flow down to the ground along her bend.

Huang Quan kept bending his waist, without any intention of straightening his waist, and spoke again with a cold voice: "Thank you."

Mo Jin's body trembled slightly, the same thank you, but it contained a completely different degree of chill, compared to the first thank you, although this second thank you was cold, it was also full of emotion.

It wasn't because of a piece of magic core that helped him step into the great magician. Huang Quan was confident that even without the help of the magic core, he would still be able to succeed a few months later, but it would be more difficult, no big deal.

"Bi Luo, I've troubled you." Huang Quan still maintained a bowing posture: "I, this situation can't repay you, thank you."

"It's really nothing." Facing the always cold, even a little arrogant woman, Ke Jin suddenly scratched his head in embarrassment because of his younger sister's behavior, trying to break the situation that made his eyes moist: "I can understand her mood."

The cave was quiet... only the crackling of the fire burning the wood...

Huang Quan straightened his waist suddenly, walked like a civet to the side of energy, his soft waist bent down slightly again...

Wave……

The sound of a soft kiss on the cheek was comparable to a thunderous explosion in the energetic world, and the hand scratching his head froze in place for an instant.

Huang Quan's lips are very cold, very cold, very soft, very soft, very fragrant, not as cold as the temperature that ordinary people should have. Motivated, he touched the place where he was kissed in disbelief. This Huang Quan, whose temperament is colder than the extremely ice lake, is so elusive.

Huang Quan returned to the original position softly and quietly, lying gently on a large cloak. The soft material of the magic robe immediately outlined her petite but not poor figure, and another large cloak slowly covered the figure outlined by the magic robe.

The cave returned to complete silence, only the crackling sound of the flames burning the firewood.

Motivatedly rubbed the kissed cheek, shook his head lightly and smiled, put the magic cap on his face and entered [Endless World] again.

After staying in Black for 12 hours as usual, I opened my status bar vigorously.

[Myriad Shadows]: Level 1, proficiency of 105,000/732.

[Shengfeng Eighteen Hammers]: Level 2: Proficiency of 250,000/3977.

"It seems to be a long, long time before I can really fully grasp this..." Gan Jin found that these days, he shook his head more times than he had in the previous fifteen years combined: "How can I learn faster? Hard practice is indispensable, but we must find the right way of learning. The wrong way will slow down the speed of learning, but the correct way of learning can increase the speed of learning."

Standing again at [Ou Lala Mysterious Potion Shop], for the first time, Qi Jin had the urge to turn his head and leave. Yesterday's potion did have extreme benefits, but God knows what treatment he will encounter today? And that potion is a hundred times more overbearing than the extremely ice lake!

The most difficult fortress in the world has always been breached from the inside. The mysterious potion directly caused chaos in the body, the attack power produced by the same force, but the feeling of pain was tens of thousands of times different.

"Here? Come in quickly, don't waste time."

Olara's queen-like voice pierced through the counter from the deep courtyard and entered into the ears of Ke Jin, once again making him goosebumps on the face of the monster Xiong Fengyu.

As soon as Gan Jin entered the room, he suddenly felt the floor under his feet collapse. The moment his strength passed through the soles of his feet and he jumped up and retreated, a special black silk net fell from the air behind him. As soon as he touched it, he was immediately wrapped up automatically. Then all the dozens of nets rushed up and wrapped him into a rice dumpling.