Arcane Journey

After staying in the world of immortality for so many years, Brian has long known based on his in-depth research on magic that the five elements spells, the lowest level in the world of immortality, are not as rigid and fixed in damage as in online games. If he can master them, the same can be done. Become a powerful offensive spell.

The means to counter the poisonous mist just now was Brian's understanding of these spells.

This made him realize that in the world of cultivating immortals, he could not rely too much on magical weapons and become a rare and powerful being who mainly focused on magical attacks.

After all, the 'Chaos Guidance Technique' he practiced was able to be refined into the 'Chaos Dharma Body' after the Great Consummation. It became a very popular Dharma practice in ancient times, and there was no problem at all.

"This is?"

On the other side, when he saw that the poisonous mist released by his magical weapon not only failed to disintegrate the opponent's defensive shield, but was actually countered with ease, the black-clothed monk could not believe his eyes.

"Damn!"

He cursed secretly, well aware of the power of the poisonous mist, and quickly played out a light body charm, as if wind was blowing under his feet, avoiding Brian's counterattack at a very fast speed.

"Want to hide? It's not that easy!"

Seeing that the enemy was about to escape the attack range of the poisonous rain through the flexible snake skin, Brian smiled slightly and waved his sleeves towards the dark green wave.

In an instant, a wave of spiritual power like ripples of water rippled in the air. The moment it floated over the dark green wave, the wave suddenly changed direction and headed directly towards the black-clothed monk.

The black-clothed monk was suddenly frightened by this scene and broke into a cold sweat. He quickly rolled on the spot and just managed to avoid this fatal attack.

Even so, one of his arms was rubbed by the tide.

A strong and stimulating smell spread along the black monk's arm.

His arm felt like he had been splashed with highly corrosive sulfuric acid, making a sizzling sound, which made the black-clothed monk wail heartbreakingly in pain.

Seeing this scene, Brian did not dare to waste time. He once again activated his magic power towards his flying sword.

I saw the golden light of the flying sword shining brightly, and at high speed, it easily bounced away the fine gold ring of the black-clothed monk who had no time to pay attention to it.

Then with a harsh sound breaking through the air, Brian's flying sword turned into a streak of speeding rainbow light, accurately penetrating the chest of the black-clothed monk.

Blood spurted out from the blood hole as big as a fist.

The black-clothed monk's eyes widened, he glanced at Brian with unwillingness, and fell to the ground on his back, lifeless.

The battle is over.

With a thought, Brian's flying sword made a clear sound, turned around, and flew back into his hand.

With a sharp sword in hand, he walked up to the black-clothed monk's companion who was not yet dead.

"Fellow Taoist, this is a misunderstanding. Please don't kill me." When the lean monk saw Brian running over with a bad look on his face, he quickly raised his head with difficulty and begged desperately for mercy, "Please Give me a break."

"Okay, then you should be careful in your next life and don't do calamity cultivation again."

Brian calmed down and said to him.

"Definitely, definitely, I will pay attention next time." The thin monk obviously misheard what Brian meant. He was secretly relieved. Just as he was about to get up and prepare to run away, he felt a chill coming from his neck. It hurts like a mosquito bite.

Then warm blood spurted out, and the thin monk stared at Brian in disbelief, unable to die any longer.Brian waved his sleeves and took away the storage bags of the two enemies, as well as the fine gold ring and dark green gourd left by the black monk. Then he transformed into a ferocious eagle, flapped its wings suddenly, and disappeared. In the night.

Early the next morning, in an unknown cave, Brian slowly opened his eyes.

After a night of meditation practice, he felt refreshed and full of energy at this moment.

This forced him to admit the power of the 'Chaos Guidance Technique'. Not only did it allow him to have at least twice as much mana as monks of the same realm, but it also restored mana so quickly.

The only flaw is that the cultivation speed is too slow. The time it takes to reach the perfection of Qi refining may be enough to make Brian despair.

This made him determined to obtain the secret of the acorn that increases lifespan from Viscount Obai. Only in this way can he carry forward his path to immortality.

No more wasting time.

He ate two berries made by the druid's magic berry technique. After recovering his physical strength, he was ready to open the storage bag of the two robbery cultivators yesterday and check the items.

Brian placed the two storage bags in front of him, and then used the 'Chaos Guidance Technique' on his hands to inject a trace of his own mana into the storage bags to eliminate the imprint left by the original owner.

Originally, Brian thought that killing the restricted time would take a lot of time to complete.

However, what he didn't expect was that the magic power cultivated by the 'Chaos Guidance Technique' could also have a very good effect on eliminating restrictions.

He only spent half a stick of incense, and all the original mana marks in the two storage bags had been washed away by him.

"It seems that this 'Chaos Guidance Technique' can not only build the foundation 100%, enhance the power of the spell and cultivate the Chaos Magic Body, but also the magic power it can cultivate cannot be compared with ordinary techniques. It is worthy of being passed down from ancient times. The technique, am I just picking up a treasure?"

Brian opened the storage bag and said to himself: "In this case, when I have time, I must study it carefully to see what special effects this magic has."

He poured out all the items in the two storage bags.

The first thing that attracted attention was the small pile of spiritual stones with rich spiritual energy.

Brian made a rough inventory and found that including broken spirits, there were nearly a hundred low-grade spirit stones, which was a good harvest.

It can be seen that there is still a bright future for being a tribulation cultivator.

However, he also knew that ten robbers were not as good as one medicine seller. As a druid, he was naturally suitable for cultivating various spiritual herbs. Brian still felt that the most suitable side job for him was to be an alchemist.

When he has time, he will definitely buy a copy of the alchemist's inheritance and use drugs to quickly increase his cultivation.

He focused again on the prize.

Apart from the spiritual stones, the rest were some elixirs for restoring mana, treating injuries, and some daily necessities. Brian even saw half a bag of spiritual rice.

Of course, the most ridiculous thing was that he actually found more than a dozen bellybands and trousers of different styles in the thin monk's storage bag.

I'm afraid this guy is not only working as a robbery cultivator, but also has other illegal occupations part-time.

What surprised Brian a little was that he actually found a "Complete Book of Basic Spells" in the black monk's storage bag. (End of chapter)