"Do you know the big moving technique?" Bai Shi seemed strange. The big moving technique is the magic of the witch gate, and the Eastern Tianlong obviously belongs to the ancient martial arts.
"I've heard of it, but it's not very clear." Dongfang Tianlong said a little vaguely.
Bai is very honest: "Generally, magicians perform escape skills on stage, and I am indeed a big move. This is no longer in the scope of magic, so usually, my master does not let me perform it."
"Do you have a master?" Dongfang Tianlong envied that he was lonely on the road to cultivation.
"Yeah, of course there is a master's inheritance in our profession, otherwise who will teach you?" Bai looked at Dongfang Tianlong strangely. Could it be that he didn't have a master's inheritance
To be sure, the Eastern Tianlong does not have no masters, but does not have a master. The dragon clan’s exercises come from the dragon’s inheritance in the soul, and the immortal medicine exercises come from the divine consciousness inheritance in the immortal doctor space. Speaking of which, the master of that divine knowledge is his master, but where is his master
Dongfang Tianlong admires that Bai has a master, and he is also very curious about his ancestors, what kind of ancestors and ancestors are, so that the harm of one person can be transferred to another person
The curious baby-like Oriental Tianlong wanted to ask Bai Ye's teacher, but he still held back his eyes, looking at Bai Ye's wound:
"Your shoulder is not in the way? I am a doctor of ancestral Chinese medicine, let me show it to you."
Bai Shi hesitated for a moment and said, "Okay!" When he was about to take off his clothes, he let Dongfang Tianlong treat him.
Dongfang Tianlong poured a little water from the bag, washed his wounds, and then poured water mixed with profound fluid spirit milk on the wounds.
Finding that his wounds healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, Bai opened his mouth wide in surprise: I was also indescribably shocked: this medicine is even more powerful than passing on magical power!
Dongfang Tianlong seemed to feel that it was not shocking enough, and poured out a glass of water for him to drink: "Drink this, and the severed meridians on your arm will be connected."
Bai didn't doubt that Dongfang Tianlong would be harmful to him, so he quickly took it and took a sip.
Dongfang Tianlong was very satisfied with Bai's trust in himself, and looked at him with a smile.
As soon as the water mixed with the profound fluid and spirit milk hit his stomach, Bai felt a heat flow into his body, and then dissipated to his body. There was just a little blocked meridian, which was completely washed away by the heat flow. .
Not only that, but there is the remaining enthusiasm. After entering the pubic area, it is preserved. As a cultivator, Bai can naturally feel that the water is against the sky. He suddenly stood up and bowed to the Dongfang Tianlong: "Thank you, brother. ."
"Thank you, but it's just a matter of effort. Come and come, let's have a few drinks." Dongfang Tianlong wanted to say: If you want to thank you, just tell the secret, but he can't say it. He is afraid of scaring the other party away. The purpose is to transfer the hurt spell, but he also kind of likes this young magician who hit it off.
After a few glasses of wine, the two of them talked more and happier, and felt a little bit late to see each other. Bai means: "This is what is called "the white head is as new and the same as before", right? It means that some people have been dating for a lifetime, or are about the same as when they first met, and some people have just been dating for a lifetime. It feels the same."
"Yes. I also feel very strange, as if we were brothers in our previous life." Dongfang Tianlong said.
At the beginning, he was embracing the bottom line, but Bai Ye's character, he really liked it, and gradually he regarded him as a friend. After a while, the two became friends who talked about everything.
Finally, Dongfang Tianlong finally lowered his voice and asked the doubts in his mind: "Bai Yes, I have a doubt, I don't vomit, I remember that the injury on your shoulder should be quite serious, why did it become lighter in the blink of an eye? Is it?"
In fact, he didn't need to lower his voice at all, because he had already set a ban, and people outside could not hear their conversation.
Bai laughed loudly: "Big Brother Dongfang wanted to ask about this early, right? If it's someone else, I wouldn't say it, but Big Brother Dongfang, if you ask, I'll tell Big Brother."
Dongfang Tianlong was a little embarrassed. He wanted to ask about this a long time ago. The other party knew about it, but even pretended not to know, and continued to talk to him. However, after hearing the other party's willingness to tell me, I lost that bit of embarrassment: "Uh, anyone who sees your spell will be curious."
Bai couldn't help but despise a little: You seem to be more than curious, right? But he still said honestly: "I have practiced transfer magic. Before that guy's knife was cut up, I had already used the injury transfer technique. The deep he cuts me, the more he hurt himself."
Dongfang Tianlong was shocked: There is actually such a technique of transferring damage
Bai said: "Yes, this is the highest magical injury transfer technique in my teacher's school. My skill is too low and I can only transfer 30% of the damage. If it is my master, I can transfer 60%. The most powerful can pass on 90%, and even amplify and reflect the damage to the opponent. However, this is not the most powerful."
Can it amplify the damage? And, isn't it the best? Dongfang Tianlong is a bit speechless, what kind of magic is this, and what is the most powerful