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Chapter 20: Lead the wolf into the room

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When Ye Futian stepped into the other courtyard, he heard the sound of the piano in his ears, and there was a hint of tenderness in the sound of the piano, like a woman playing.

But Ye Futian saw the teacher sitting in the pavilion and playing the piano, elegant and quiet. Looking at that face, Ye Futian thought to himself that it’s no wonder that she could give birth to such an enchanting beauty as Hua Jieyu, whose handsome face can be compared to his own. …

Ye Futian's footsteps were very light, and he walked quietly to the pavilion. However, the sound of the piano still slowly stopped, but it did not appear abrupt. The middle-aged looked up at Ye Futian, smiled and said: "Here."

"Teacher." Ye Futian leaned forward and shouted.

"Well, come and sit." The middle-aged said, and Ye Futian walked to the pavilion and sat opposite the teacher.

"How much do you know about Falun?"

"The magic urn is to engrave the spell on the urn paper, so only a very perceptive wizard can do it. This kind of wizard is called an engraver." Ye Futian slowly said: "Because the aura that the wizard can control is Limited, the ability to release spells quickly during battle is destined to be as powerful as the realm. However, in a non-combat state, a wizard can spend a lot of time to gather spiritual power and engrave spells that cannot be released during battle on the urn paper. Come on, this is the Falun."

"That's right, if you are an excellent engraver, the power of the magic urn you carved will far exceed the magic power you can release in battle, so the engraver often has unexpected cross-border combat capabilities. People will be willing to face the last carver." The middle-aged said.

"Not only that, the engravers are often very wealthy, because the price of dharma engravers is expensive. As for the status of an excellent engraver, you should know something."

"The disciple knows." Ye Futian smiled.

"Of course, Master Kelu is very particular about talent, and ordinary wizards have no chance at all, and you are born with such a talent." Looking at Ye Futian, the middle-aged man stood up and left, saying, "Follow me. Come."

Ye Futian followed the middle-aged and came to a bookstore in the other courtyard. This bookstore had a collection of over a thousand books. The middle pointed to a place on the bookshelf and said: "The books here are all from the urn. You should read them through first. "

"Okay." Ye Futian didn't ask anything, and nodded directly. He was quite satisfied with the middle-aged, and then left the bookstore, leaving Ye Futian alone.

Ye Futian briefly reviewed the books about Falun, and then he picked up one of them and read it seriously. Even if he is talented, he still needs to start from the basics. Next, he understood the importance of knowledge since he was a child, so he read books very seriously.

Unknowingly, the shadow of the sun slanted to the west, Hua Jieyu came from outside and shouted: "Father."

The middle-aged raised his head and smiled at Hua Jieyu, and said, "How about today's record?"

"Three nine-level monsters." Hua Jieyu smiled.

"Not bad." The middle-aged nodded and said, "You go and prepare to carve the urn pen and the urn paper."

"Do you want to practice again?" Hua Jie said.

"It's not you, it was prepared for Futian." The middle-aged smiled.

Hua Jieyu heard Futian's beautiful eyes flashing, is that guy here? Really... Very conscious!

……

When Ye Futian came out, he saw Hua Jieyu in the pavilion and Taizhong laying out paper and pen. His tall sexy figure and elegant temperament all revealed the beauty beyond the age of a girl. Ye Futian thought, the teacher was afraid that she was also a great beauty. , Just didn't see it.

Ye Futian walked forward quietly and laughed in a low voice: "It's really virtuous."

Hua Jieyu stiffened, virtuous

"This is my home, be careful when speaking." Hua Jieyu turned her head and looked at Ye Futian with a light smile, glamorous, but Ye Futian didn't want to appreciate it. This goblin is so powerful that he has already experienced it.

"Futian, have you finished reading it?" The middle-aged walked from the house at this time, holding a scroll in his hand.

"Well, I've finished reading it." Ye Futian nodded gently.

"Well, what is your current master's cultivation level?" the middle-aged asked.

"Awakening the sixth level Wushuang realm."

"Have you ever practiced spells?" The middle-aged continued to ask.

"No." Ye Futian said that spells like Mars can basically be ruled out.

"Very good." The middle-aged seemed to be very satisfied, making Ye Futian blink. He hadn't practiced spells, but better

"The engraving spell is somewhat different from using the wizard. You have not practiced the spell and it is easier to directly experience it." The middle-aged explained, then he rolled a book in front of Ye Futian and said: "This is some basic spells. The method of carving the urn, we start with the first spell to carve the urn."

Ye Futian nodded, and took the scroll to read it carefully. The first spell, thunderstorm, awakening-level spell, can cause a thunderstorm to attack the opponent.

"It's finished." Ye Futian put down the scroll and said.

"Engrave." The middle-aged nodded, and Ye Futian picked up the engraving pen with a serious look. Then, there was thunder light shining around, flowing from his body to his arms, converging on the tip of the pen, and at the same time, the thunder power between the sky and the earth seemed to be moving towards the pen. With the pen tip flowing, Ye Futian began to carve the urn. His movements were very slow and extremely serious. At this moment, a thunder light shone, and immediately all the thunderous power on the urn paper flowed away.

"Failed." Ye Futian was a little disappointed.

"It's okay, change one and continue." Next to the middle-aged, Ye Futian nodded and changed a piece of carved urn paper, faintly distressed, the price of this carved urn paper is very expensive.

The second time, the third time... Until the ninth time, it still failed, but every time I could hold on for a little longer.

"Jieyu, you come." The middle-aged said at this time, Hua Jieyu nodded lightly, stretched out the slender palm, Ye Futian was taken aback, and then handed the pen to Hua Jieyu.

Hua Jieyu took a piece of paper, and the thunder light shone, and she began to carve the urn.

"Thunder element talent." Ye Futian's eyes flashed a sharp light. Last time he was of the gold element. He had the wind element talent when he fought in the Tianmon Mountain... Is this fairy the same as him

When Hua Jieyu carved the urn, he was serious, but it also seemed very relaxed. The whole body seemed to have a layer of light, which was more radiant. In just a moment, a Fa urn was carved, and then Hua Jieyu raised his head and looked at Ye Futian with a smile in her beautiful eyes. .

Ye Futian trembled and humiliated.

"Okay, take your time." The middle-aged smiled and said, and then He Hua Jieyu left the pavilion, leaving all the space for Ye Futian, where he could quietly carve the urn.

"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded, thoughtlessly, and started to carve the urn by himself, but he kept failing, but every time he failed, he would make a little progress.

As dusk fell, the middle-aged man sat on the chair and whispered: "How long did it take you to carve the urn for the first time?"

"One day." Hua Jie said.

"He succeeded immediately, and he didn't need to teach me at all." The middle-aged said in a low voice: "Girl, I have never seen anyone in the Awakening Realm have such a strong perception and control of aura, even you. Worse."

Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes looked at the young figure in front of him. At this moment, a bright thunder light shone and bloomed. It was a thunderstorm, attacking madly toward the front.

"Teacher, I succeeded." Ye Futian exclaimed in surprise, Hua Jieyu blinked her beautiful eyes, actually, really so fast

"This guy, he used it as soon as he succeeded, really, it doesn't save at all." The middle-aged said, with a gentle smile in his deep eyes. I didn't expect to encounter this in Qingzhou City. A good seedling, full-attribute mage talent, and a natural engraver, which means that Ye Futian will be able to become a full-attribute engraver.

"I succeeded." At this moment, Ye Futian ran over with excitement on his face. He felt that after he carved out a spell, he was equivalent to learning this spell.

"Very good, but you need to work harder in the future. You have to be able to carve the spells on the scroll." The middle-aged looked at Ye Futian's excited appearance. No matter how talented he was, he was only a fifteen-year-old boy. Age is really good.

"Yeah." Ye Futian nodded.

"It's getting dark, are you..." At this time, Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian with a smile, implying something self-evident.

"Time is so fast." Ye Futian looked up at the sky, and then said, "It's not easy to walk at night when it's dark. Teacher, do you have a spare room here, or I'll just stay here."

"You..." Hua Jieyu's eyes condensed, and it's not easy to walk at night? This reason also works

Ye Futian didn't look at her, but looked at the middle-aged expectantly.

"Okay, then live here, Jieyu, you go and help Futian clean up the room." The middle-aged smiled.

"Ah..." Hua Jieyu blinked her beautiful eyes, she went to help Ye Futian clean up the room

So this time it was Ye Futian's turn to look at her with a smile, but looking forward to it.

The fairy makes the bed, this treatment is so wonderful...

"I'm not going." Hua Jieyu looked at Ye Futian's eyes, how could he follow it.

"Jieyu." The middle-aged man looked at Hua Jieyu. Hua Jieyu stood up aggrieved, and then walked towards the room.

"Teacher, I'll help." Ye Futian followed, the middle-aged nodded, and there was a faint voice of bickering behind him.

Looking up at the sky full of stars that appeared in the sky, the middle-aged man showed a reminiscence smile on his face and said, "We were so big back then."

Ye Futian was completely dependent on staying, and Hua Jieyu used four words to evaluate her father and led the wolf into the room...

As time passed day by day, Ye Futian was able to engrave more and more spells, and he was even able to engrave urns to awaken seventh-level spells.

On this day, Ye Futian carved the law urn alone in the pavilion. Suddenly, he seemed to have a feeling in his heart and gave birth to a very mysterious feeling. This kind of resonance, frantically surrounds the body, which is completely different from pure Qi gathering.

"Seventh Mage, Profound Realm." Ye Futian showed a bright smile on his face. Of course he felt it these days. During the process of carving the urn, his ability to perceive and control aura is improving every day. I am practicing!