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The more he learned spells, the more Li Guanqi understood a truth.
In the battle between conjurers of the same level, the comparison is not the total amount of spiritual power, but the knowledge.
For example, the one he is looking at now is called "Blood Release and Gathering Shield Technique", which releases one's own blood and condenses it into an extremely strong shield.
If it is a strong attack, it will take a long time for a conjurer of the same level to go all out with spiritual power.
But if he understood the structure of the spell, he only needed a drop of blood to disintegrate the blood shield.
"Good guy, I have been training in the basketball court for more than ten years, and I have been fooling around with my studies in school. I didn't expect to study hard after time travel."
Li Guanqi felt a little funny.
……
……
Time flies by like a horse.
In a blink of an eye, twenty days passed.
Li Guanqi made a mark on the corner of his coarse linen robe, scratched it a day later, and now there are 27 scratches there.
It has been No. 20 for seven days since he traveled to this weird world.
Tomorrow is No. 20 eight days, when the most important alien blood warrior arrives.
Chapter 13 Wei Mo's Diary Son of Tongyou
Tomorrow is No. 20 eight days, when the most important alien blood warrior arrives.
As for Li Guanqi, as early as two days ago, he had refined a curse worm that accepted the "art of seeing with humans and insects" and "the art of hearing with humans and insects".
See: see.
Wen: Listen.
This curse worm is his eyes and ears.
Li Guanqi kept it in a forest more than 900 meters away.
……
In the afternoon, the library.
Li Guanqi sneaked here again, ready to continue reading, he had almost read all the books in the library, only the bookshelf in the farthest corner was left.
He was looking forward to it.
But things backfired.
The scattered books on this bookshelf are all miscellaneous books. They are travel notes of some places in the Daluo Dynasty. They are similar to travel guides, and there is nothing interesting at all.
"Is this gone?"
Li Guanqi was a little bit unsatisfied.
He also wanted to know more about spells.
"Buzz-"
Just when Li Guanqi was about to leave, the dozen or so terrifying bumblebees that were supposed to guard the library but had been instigated by him all surrounded him.
"Is there a book I haven't read yet?"
Li Guanqi learned from their thoughts what they wanted to express.
"Where?"
He was a little surprised, "I came from the bookshelves one by one, and there was nothing missing."
"Buzz-"
One of the bumblebees flew out directly, with a fist-sized body, trying to squeeze in behind the last bookshelf, but the bookshelf was against the wall, and it couldn't squeeze in at all.
Seeing this, Li Guanqi lifted the bookshelf with his hands and moved it slightly outside.
"Oh?"
He frowned.
Behind the bookshelf, there was actually a thin purple book stuck between the bookshelf and the wall, presumably it fell from the bookshelf.
"No cover?"
Li Guanqi picked it up, looked at the pure purple cover, and couldn't help being taken aback.
There are so many books in this library, all of them are like publications, with exquisite covers and neat handwriting, either printed with movable type, or printers have already appeared in this world.
But this purple book is more like a personal notebook.
And that's exactly what happened.
Li Guanqi opened the pages and found that many pages of this notebook had been torn out, and the action was very rough, as if the person tearing up the book was very irritable and furious.
However, the pages of the book were not torn neatly, and he could find things like dates on many of the torn pages.
Such as:
——September 4805, 9, sunny.
"Master taught me the blood coagulation control technique, but I..."
No, the bottom part of this page has been torn off.
Another example:
——September 4805, 9, cloudy, blood moon day.
"The red moon is very beautiful. Tonight, Master taught me the blood quick-living technique. Let me just say, magicians always use blood to cast spells. Doesn't it mean that after a beating, all the blood in the body will disappear along with the spiritual power, and... ..."
Seeing this, Li Guanqi couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
He will also do the blood quick life.
However, all the blood that is born quickly is without spiritual power, just to prevent the conjurer from losing too much blood.
The pages at the back are very torn, and most of them can't even read the date.
"Whoa--"
Li Guanqi took the purple diary and kept flipping through it.
When I turned to the last few pages, I finally saw a relatively complete page, at least half of it left.
——September 4809, 4, cloudy, blood moon day.
"I succeeded! I have been promoted to the third level! Hahahahaha! I will also be a third-level conjurer in the future, and I will only be able to catch up with Master's footsteps and become a four-element level just like him. Big shot!"
"A third-level conjurer who is less than 20 years old. Sure enough, as my master said, I am the son of Tongyou, and I was born to become the most powerful conjurer!"
"In the future, I must go back to the imperial capital and let my father know how amazing his son is!"
Li Guanqi held the purple diary, his pupils shrunk.
Sancai...
Tongyou...
Wei Mo is also the son of Tongyou!
He used to be less than 20 years old, and he had already become a third-level conjurer!
"how is this possible?"
Li Guanqi tightly clutched the purple diary in his hand, his face full of incredulity.
If Wei Mo had already become a three-level conjurer before the age of 20, why is he reduced to a half-step one-level spellcaster now that he is so old?
Maybe……
The answer will be revealed soon.
Li Guanqi looked at the last few pages of the purple diary, frowning slightly.
He turned over this page, and found that the back was definitely torn thickly, because the remaining pages at the back were superimposed, and it was an inch thick.
"Wow—"
Turn the page completely.
"I don't hate him."
What caught my eye was a handwriting without a date.
"It was Master who took me out of the imperial capital and allowed me to live a life of respect for 13 years without discrimination or supercilious glances."
"It was he who gave me the light and took me away from the darkness."
Continue turning pages.
"My spiritual power is draining."
Continue turning pages.
"I have fallen from the five elements to the four elephants."
Continue turning pages.
"My spell core was broken, and I fell down to the one-yuan level."
Continue turning pages.
"I haven't kept a diary for many years. I'm...very old."
Continue turning pages.
"asshole!!!!!!!"
Li Guanqi was taken aback.
There were only two words on this page, and the handwriting suddenly became very scrawled, completely different from the neat handwriting on the previous pages.
Continue turning pages.
"I'm only 82 years old. I used to be a five-element-level spellcaster! But now I can't even walk...I want...I want to transplant curse insects into my body, damn it! Son! I don’t care for low-level things like curse worms!”
Continue turning pages.
"Asshole! Asshole! Asshole!!!"
"If that old blind man hadn't taken away my blood of Tongyou, I should have become the Nine Palaces by now... No! It's Wuliang! I should have become a Wuliang magician! I should be pursuing the road to eternal life! Bastard! !!"
"asshole!!!"
"How could he do that! How could!!!"
"It shouldn't...it shouldn't..."
"I shouldn't have eaten the curse worm fed by that old blind man back then. If I didn't eat it, the blood of penetrating darkness in my body would not have been taken away..."
"I'm so sorry..."
"I hate it so much!!!"
This is the end of the diary, only the last page left.
"Wow."
The pages are turned.
——September 4870, 5, sunny.
"The weather today is fine.
This is the last time I write in a diary, and I'm getting old and figured it out.
What's in the past, let it go.
Before dying, find an apprentice to teach me what I have learned in my life, and then die peacefully.
So be it. "
"..."