Ye Chen noticed the invisible frown of the old man who was guarding the door, and knew that he might have any opinions about him. However, he was just here to practice magic, so there was no need to care about what the old man was frowning.

He first entered the Yun family's cultivation ground.

This wide cultivation compound is nearly ten acres in size. There are many young cultivators with gorgeous clothes standing in groups of three or three, with about dozens of people practicing spells, fireballs, ice arrows, water arrows, etc., with many categories.

There are also some black iron balls of all sizes in the yard, which are hung on the iron rods with chains to serve as targets for practicing spells.

Ye Chen knew at a glance that it was a black iron ball made of black iron ore, with a spiritual material and a very hard texture.

Various spells issued by the cultivators rushed towards the black iron ball to test their power.

After Yun Xin finished talking to the old man, she followed her into the yard.

"Miss Yunxin!"

Many young monks in the yard greeted Yunxin enthusiastically.

"Miss Xin has come so early. Let's practice magic when you have time!" A slightly fat monk laughed. He looked at Ye Chen a few times, but when he saw Ye Chen's clothes and mocked him contemptuously, he didn't care much.

"Okay, I'll go there later."

Yun Xin greeted everyone, then quickly walked to Ye Chen and smiled, "How about it, it's okay to practice magic here! This is a low-level cultivation site, and they are all cultivators from the first to third levels of Qi Refining. You can make a lot of friends here, and you can also compete with everyone for magic in the future."

“The venue is quite large here.”

Ye Chen nodded slightly and replied, adding in his heart that it would be a waste of competition. Young and energetic, it is most likely to cause trouble. He accidentally gave Ma Ruyuan at the Beilu Academy, but he caused a big trouble in the deep mountains of the Beilu Mountains. Try to avoid such things.

Yun Xin pointed at the crowd, "By the way, aren't there some middle-aged monks wearing Yun's clothes there? They are the spell guides here, but they only need to charge a fee to give them guidance. In fact, there is no need to spend this money in vain. Low-level spells are easier, and we usually communicate and discuss by ourselves. If you don't understand, come and ask me directly, and I will definitely teach you!"

Yun Xin was quite proud.

She has only been practicing magic for less than a year and is a newcomer. But in front of Ye Chen, a cultivator who knows nothing, she is definitely an old-fashioned cultivator. Teaching a newcomer makes her particularly proud.

Ye Chen looked at the guides of the magic monks and nodded.

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Yun Xin was afraid that Ye Chen would not understand, so she chattered a lot and repeatedly told him how to use the fireball and how to attack. After Ye Chen remembered it, she left and practiced with other monks.

Ye Chen smiled faintly, then he went to a training position where no one else was there, calmed down and used the fireball.

His soul released his spiritual consciousness and realized the "Fireball Seal".

As soon as the spiritual consciousness touched the Dharma Seal, the Dharma Seal shone slightly.

Ye Chen immediately felt a very wonderful feeling, and a heat flow of magic power surged out of his palm.

His palms began to heat up slightly, getting hotter and hotter.

"call!"

A faint little flame appeared half a foot above his palm.

Ye Chen continued to instill mana. After one breathing skill, the small flame began to grow bigger and became an egg-sized fireball.

"The fireball is coming out!"

Ye Chen looked at the small fireball above his palm in surprise.

Although the fireball is small, the temperature is extremely high.

Ye Chen was so close that he felt the heat, and almost the palm of his hand became hot.

Spells are controlled by spiritual consciousness.

"go!"

Ye Chen did not dare to be negligent, and his spiritual sense moved, causing the small fireball to shoot out in front, attacking a pound of black iron ball hanging ten feet away.

The small fireball shaking and flew out slowly. It flew less than five feet away and then fell on the sand.

The small fireball "Puff!" was annihilated, burning a small piece of sand and stone on the ground red.

"It failed, and the spiritual sense could not control it well! Only by letting the small fireball attack the black iron ball ten feet away can the casting be considered successful."

Ye Chen was slightly annoyed.

Not far away, a few young monks of men and women came laughing, "Where did Miss Yunxin find a newcomer? A small fireball cannot be controlled well!" "Looking at this way, he must have never been exposed to spells." "The small fireball has to be sent out in an instant to be powerful. His fireball has taken at least half a stick of incense. When his fireball is released, the enemy will have disappeared." "Nonsense! When his fireball comes out, he has been cut over by his opponent."

Ye Chen's face turned red and turned a deaf ear.

He was not much depressed, and carefully recalled the manipulation just now, and then continued to release the next small fireball.

Practicing magic is not something that can be done at once, and he doesn't believe it. Other immortal cultivators are very powerful when they start practicing magic. They are not refined slowly like him.

Half an hour later.

Ye Chen released ten small fireballs one after another. Each small fireball has a different size, and its attack distance and power are also different.

He also had some understanding in his heart.

"The difference in strength between the ninth level of the martial artist's body refining and the first level of the Qi Refining Stage cultivators does not seem to be as huge as I imagined."

"After simply from the power, the 'Tiger Leap Three Slashes' exploded with a violent force of 2,700 kilograms. One sword is enough to cut a cultivator in the first level of the Qi Refining Stage. The power of the nine sword energy of the "Tornado Slash" may not be weaker than that of a small fireball. A warrior in the country competes with a cultivator in the first level of the Qi Refining Stage. It is hard to say who dies and who lives."

"However, the attack distance of the sword technique is too short. My energy can only attack one zhang around my body at the farthest. The fireball of the cultivator in the Qi Refining Stage can easily attack ten zhang. Before the warriors can get close to the cultivator, they may have been killed by spells. Except for warriors who attack from a long distance like crossbowmen, other warriors who use swords and guns cannot fight with cultivators at a distance at all."

"Also, as the cultivators continue to practice and enhance their cultivation, they have more and more spells, including fireballs, ice arrows, wind control techniques, golden bell covers, earth shields and other spells. As long as they learn a few, warriors have no chance to win."

Ye Chen was meditating, thinking about the difference between the small fireball and the tiger jumping sword technique.

He had just entered the first level of Qi Refining Stage, and his magic power was very limited.

He fired ten fireballs in a row and exhausted his mana.

Ye Chen could only meditate, holding a spirit stone in his hand, slowly recovering his mana. When his mana is full, he continued to practice small fireball magic. Using spirit stones to restore mana is the slowest way. Ye Chen had seen low-level spiritual wine and spiritual dew that restored mana at the street stall on the street. However, the cheapest one also requires several spirit stones, and he was not willing to buy it.

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