Hunting College Chapter 482

Uncover the leather buckle.

　　 Open the milky white cover.

　　 The thick sheets of paper rustle between fingers, giving people a feeling of extraordinary satisfaction. A string of bright red spells floated between the pages, a little hazy in the three-dimensional.

　　 Zheng Qing looked at the unfamiliar and obscure spells, and felt that he knew every character in them, but after they were connected, every spell was so strange.

　　 What surprised him even more was that he found that he didn't need to recite the spells from the books like ordinary spells.

　　 is just a glance, flashing related reflections in my mind, the corresponding spells on the book will light up one by one, the crimson light is like the morning sun jumping out of the horizon, striking and brilliant.

　　 Soon, the curse forbidden aura in the wizard's body, which was already almost boiling, became like a saddled horse, becoming tame. Of course, taming does not mean disappearing.

　　 is like a frightened herd of wild horses. Before, they ran around like flies without their heads. Many wild horses collided with each other or ran away in the process of running wild, appearing chaotic and disorderly. But now there is a head horse. Under its leadership, the wild horses gathered the scattered team, formed a suitable formation, and followed a neat rhythm, whizzing across the hills.

　　 Like a strong wind, like a shower, like a thunder.

　　 The wizard's gaze flicked across the curse, ten lines at a glance; the pages of the book were revealed at the tips of the fingers, and then turned into a blank. The Pentium wild horse herd grew bigger and bigger, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Even later, Zheng Qing felt that he was not reading the book of Fa, but that the gushing breath engulfed him and was flipping the book quickly. .

　　 Even if he closes his eyes, it doesn't affect the continuation of the 'read' mantra.

Driven by this breath, he feels that he is getting more and more sober, and he is getting higher and higher. His consciousness seems to have become the third person in the body, floating above the body and soul, calmly indifferent to the uncontrollable Everything happens naturally.

　　 And further away from his consciousness, a vague question and answer came vaguely:

　　 "...Is it so urgent?"

　　 "The husband and the prince, the first king uses the way of inheriting the heavens to govern the feelings of people. Therefore, those who lose die, and those who gain live." The fastest mobile terminal of x33 novel update: https:/

　　 "What is death?"

　　 "Unknown life, let me know death!"

　　 "What is life?"

　　 "Say to stand, say not to be confused, say to know the destiny, say to obey the ears, say to follow the desires of the heart, not to exceed the rules. The dead, the great fear of man; the living, the great desire of man."

　　 "What is a person?"

"Human, the heart of the heaven and the earth, the end of the five elements, the taste, silence, and color, and the living. Therefore, the saints must take the heaven and earth as the basis, take the yin and yang as the end, and use the four o'clock as the handle. The sun and the stars are the discipline, the moon is the quantity, the ghosts and gods are the disciples, the five elements are the quality, and the etiquette and righteousness are the tools...the tools...the tools...the tools..."

　　 Li Yi is a tool!

　　 The final answer echoed repeatedly in Zheng Qing's consciousness, such as Huang Zhongda Lu, deafening. Li, he once heard from her husband, is the embodiment of order; righteousness, he has done it more than once, just like the choice not long ago.

　　 regards righteousness as the device and ritual as the core.

　　 said to do what one wants, not to go beyond the rules.

The boy's closed eyes suddenly opened, and the book in front of him was turned to the last page. The crimson brilliance was condensed around the book, like a slender column, breaking through the sky and reaching the abyss, although in the vastness The heavens and the earth are as slender as vellus hair, but the sharp and compelling breath is like a blade approaching the front of the eyeball, making everyone subconsciously avoid the line of sight.

　　 It seems that if you take a second look, you will encounter accidents.

　　 Zheng Qing is not among them.

Because he can clearly feel that the slender red beam of light contains the forbidden curse aura continuously overflowing from his body. It only took a short time to almost burst the cyan air mass in the lake of his heart. It was looted, and even the big tree generated by the Forbidden Curse Seed was constantly degenerating under the absorption of the beam of light. From a big tree to a small tree, the extracted branches shrank one by one, and the leaves disappeared one by one, until it degenerated into a seed again. .

　　 It's just that compared to the original, this seed appears more solid, with many mysterious runes on the seed coat, and the grain more full and shiny.

　　 was taken away with the last breath of forbidden curse.

　　 The last character on the book slowly dissipated, turned into a crimson streamer, and plunged into that beam of light. The leather buckle is like a flexible finger, crawling and pulling in the void, pulling the bottom cover, and closing the book with force.

　　 Click.

　　 The buckle took the initiative to kill himself.

　　 The last trace of vitality in the book of Fa was exhausted, and it seemed to have changed back to an ordinary book of Fa. Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, first tucked the book of Fa into the grey cloth bag, and then looked at the red pillar in front of him, not knowing what to do for a while.

When he was sent up by the black cat, he had already made all kinds of psychological preparations-for example, the moment he opened the book of Dharma, he turned into a huge ball of light and blasted the bronze dragon to pieces. ; Or he was annihilated by the flying ash from the dragon's spit before he could open the book of Dharma; or he was interrupted by various accidents in the process of pulling the'trigger'.

　　 The only thing he didn't predict was that he opened the book safely and honestly 'read' the spell. Although the whole process was very short, it was unexpectedly not interrupted by any great wizard or great monster.

　　 The great wizards did not interfere, Zheng Qing could understand. After all, he was still wearing the red robe of Jiuyou Academy, and he was a wizard who was rooted in the red.

　　 The great demon and the members of the dark council did not do anything, which made the wizard a little confused.

　　 Not only did not do anything, the bronze dragon in front of Zheng Qing even stopped casting its talent magic, did not continue to reset the time, and seemed very interested in what was about to happen.

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　　 Including himself-he didn't know why he was still alive after pulling the trigger, and the curse didn't take effect. I don't know how the beam of light condensed from the curse aura in front of me should be triggered.

　　 Feel the heavier and heavier gaze around him.

　　 Zheng Qing finally hesitated, stretched out his finger, and touched the red beam of light. It feels very light, like a real beam of light without much weight.

　　 The boy's fingers pressed slightly.

　　 Then in his sluggish gaze, the red beam of light was easily pushed to the side, rubbing the side of the bronze dragon, and quietly slammed into the silent inner fort in the distance.

　　 Captain Bingberg and the Dean of the Star Academy who were blocking the way cursed and ran away hastily.

　　 Huh.

Like a fiery knife cut into the butter cake, the inner castle defense formation that was still as stable as a mountain under the crazy attack of the monster army, has no resistance in front of the dumped red light beam, and the enchantment that completely bloomed in midair struggled for a few seconds. , It smashed into pieces and turned into light and rain. (First issue@(Domain name please remember_3

　　 Far away, Zheng Qing vaguely saw that there seemed to be a big tree, with a small half of the crown cut off.

　　 "This... I didn't mean it."

　　 The young wizard floated alone in the air, muttering.

　　 A small cold wind blows.

　　 He felt like he was getting cold all over, from the inside out.

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