"Don't behave yourself when you get it cheap. This wind-talking spell is an advanced spell. I had worked a lot of effort to get it. Ordinary little hair gods are not qualified to learn it!" Hua Hanxiang said, "You are so poor in your strength, and you are not serious about studying it!"

"I know." Ruan Ling also knew that life was important. After talking, she sat cross-legged and practiced carefully according to the formula.

After one stick of incense.

Ruan Ling stood up and tried to recite the mantra to escape.

Hua Hanxiang opened her eyes and laughed at her when she saw it, "After a while, you're thinking about using it? Don't laugh at me to death."

"I know it won't work, I'll just give it a try."

Ruan Ling took a deep breath, calmed down, and silently recited the formula in his mouth.

call out!

Hua Hanxiang felt a flower in front of her.

After a closer look, Ruan Ling's figure was gone.

She was stunned for a moment and looked at the open space in front of her.

Where is the person?

She walked to the entrance of the Land Temple.

A gust of wind came.

Ruan Ling rushed back with a sensation, hitting her head on the pillar, making a shocking sound.

Bang!

She spread her limbs and lay on the pillar and slowly slid down.

Hua Hanxiang looked at her with a dull look on her face.

Ruan Ling rubbed her nose and got up. She looked back at her and said a little ashamed: "My qualifications are really too poor, and I can't even control my speed freely."

Hua Hanxiang still has a dull look.

Ruan Ling touched her red nose, sat down by herself, and sighed, "It's so difficult to learn magic."

Flowers with fragrance: "..."

At the beginning, she learned this wind-talking mantra and took it for a month to speed up a little faster than usual, and it took three months to be considered a first achievement.

But the stinky girl in front of her only took one stick of incense, which exceeded her year!

This is a terrifying speed!

She felt a little dizzy in front of her.

Ruan Ling looked at her: "Sister Hua, I will work hard to learn. I am a man who is stupid, don't be angry."

Flowers with fragrance: "..."

She rushed to her, grabbed her neck, and shook wildly: "Stupid girl, are you playing tricks on me?!"

Ruan Ling was almost strangled to death by her: "Sister Hua, Hua Damei, please say something. When did I play tricks on you?"

Hua Hanxiang sniffled: "You learned such a difficult wind-talking spell with you incense stick. What kind of idiot are you pretending to be a fool with me? If you are a idiot, what is that mother?"

"Don't be excited, just say something!" Ruan Ling pushed her hand away and gasped, "What am I lying to you? If I have such a terrible qualification, can I still be beaten by Hei and White Impermanence everywhere?"

"That's right..." Hua Hanxiang touched her chin and looked at her suspiciously, "No, then have you learned the wind-talking curse before?"

"No."

"Then why did you learn so quickly?"

"Have you learned this?" Ruan Ling frowned, "Maybe I'm lucky this time? Really, I only know the spells for rapid growth of plants now. This is the natal spell of the Land God, so I can naturally know it. As for other fireball techniques and cloud techniques, I have learned it for decades, but I haven't learned it."

"How is it possible? Fireball is the easiest. I've learned it for two days."

Hua Hanxiang said, reciting a mantra and picking out a small cluster of flames.

Ruan Ling was beside him and heard it, "Are you the mantra of fireball techniques?"

"That's right."

"No, right?" Ruan Ling was surprised and then read his formula.

Hua Hanxiang blinked: "You are wrong."

"What?"
Chapter completed!