Chapter 387 Copying Magic

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"Copy magic? So, you left a clone in Dad's antique store?"

Luo Qing interrupted the girl's shock with thought. He looked left and right, his eyes gradually wandering. Why did he look more and more like twins? This.

"Of course." x2

Xiaoyu on the left nodded: "Only in this way, dad will not notice me when I come out."

Luo Qing's eyes wandered even more, so that they were in sync, but he still thought of the key moment: "If the copying magic does not stop, then there may be two Xiaoyus in Dad's antique shop now."

The two Xiaoyus looked panicked for a moment: "What should I do? If dad finds out, I won't have any holidays in the future."

"It's not difficult to remove the copy magic, but the one in the antique shop will also disappear." Luo Qing looked at Xiaoyu on the left.

Copying magic can copy the official level Xiaoyu, but it cannot copy the special power of Xiaoyu, so it is easy to tell which one is the original Xiaoyu by just sensing it.

Another point is that the magic power fluctuations in the copied jade are very thin, and it is only at the apprentice level. There is no difference between having this level of magic power, but the real Xiaoyu is a formal level, and the difference is still very big.

Xiaoyu was a little panicked, pacing back and forth. After thinking for a moment, her eyes lit up: "Now it has doubled, that is, there are two me at home and two me here. Then we just need to stop the magic. Quickly , give me the Encyclopedia of Magic, I need to see where my magic went wrong."

"With the help of Xue Yi, even if we split, we should be able to hide it from dad. At least, he won't be able to find it when he uses his magic power to investigate."

Luo Qing paused, Xue Yi's secret talent is indeed very powerful, but his father is a legend, how could it be possible unless his father is in seclusion, or because of the safety of the antique shop, it is possible that he doesn't care about Xiaoyu.

However, he did not refuse. He took out the spell collection from the domain and handed it to Xiaoyu.

Then, while Xiaoyu was flipping through the book carefully, she looked at Copy Yu who was standing with her arms crossed and regaining her composure.

"Do you have Xiaoyu's memory?" Luo Qing asked curiously.

If there is memory, then this magic has great potential for development. Suppose there are two or even three, four Luo Qing.

Then let the clone read a large number of books, and finally extract the clone's memory decisively. Does that mean that it takes several times more time?

Although it cannot be used to break through magic, it can accumulate a large amount of knowledge. Even if it is magic, you will have a general impression. When you need these magics later, you can save a lot of time.

Duplicate Jade glanced at him and turned around, not wanting to answer. This person actually recognized her as a duplicate at a glance, which was not fun at all.

Luo Qing looked at the replica jade thoughtfully, then reached out curiously and pinched her face.

Pa~

"What are you doing?" Duplicate Jade looked at him warily.

Luo Qing said enthusiastically: "I never thought there was such a magic. Let's try it and see if it's different from a real person."

Duplicate Jade was a little speechless: "Wouldn't it be nice if you could just duplicate it yourself?"

"My energy level is too high. Low-level magic cannot copy my body. If you remember, I will spend a lot of time upgrading this magic to legendary. If not, I will need to find other copying magic. You The answer will save me some time."

Luo Qing answered, stretched out his sinful hand again, and pinched Duanyu's face while she was thinking.

emmm, it feels exactly the same, this magic is a bit interesting.

The replica jade was shot empty, and she looked at him speechlessly: "Why are you so naive? Yes, yes, okay?"

Luo Qing nodded, couldn't help pinching her face again, and then decisively ran away when Duplicate Yu was about to get angry.

He came next to Xiaoyu and looked at the copying magic in the magic book with her.

When the Holy Master wrote this magic book, he probably wanted to record all the magic in the world.

Because 90% of the magic is marked by the Holy Master, which explains the origin of this magic.

There are people of all races.

According to legend, the originators of dark magic are Sao Feng, Sheng Zhu and Xi Mu.

But it is impossible for the three of them to create a large amount of low-level magic, because when the concept of magic existed, they were already invincible in the world.

Therefore, most of the magic below the forbidden spell level are spells collected by the Holy Master. Only a small amount of magic that the Holy Master is unhappy with has been specially modified.

For example, [Light of the Underworld] is commonly used by Luo Qing.

Because this magic is necromancy magic, creatures without necromancy power cannot use this magic. Therefore, the Holy Lord felt that this was a betrayal of magic against him, so he created a magic that only the necromancy race could not use, and the rest, even the aquatic race, could use it. The magic [Dark Flame Purgatory].

There are not many such examples, but in the Encyclopedia of Magic, which has more than 70,000 stable magics, they are still relatively rare.

Listening to Xiaoyu's muttering, Luo Qing pointed to a dried earthworm in the material and asked: "Is it possible that you didn't use the dried earthworm for this material?"

"I took a look at the material ratio. This earthworm is the main factor that controls the quantity. In ancient times, there was a kind of earthworm cultivated by magicians that could split its own body infinitely. Perhaps this magic also appeared because of this factor. of."

Xiaoyu paused and her eyes wandered a little: "It seems... It's probably my fault. He said that there are no inscriptions in the translated magic. He asked me to read the original spell book, but some of the demonic inscriptions are too similar. I may have read it wrong."

The corner of Luo Qing's mouth twitched. He had had a similar experience. That was when he was in elementary school. When taking an exam, he would read the radical if he didn't understand a word. Then he would confidently write the pinyin of the radical on the test paper without adding the tone. , you can get by most of the time.

This is most likely the case for Xiaoyu. Of course, there are also words that he does not understand that he skips first, then reads the whole sentence, and even guesses the pinyin. In elementary school, this method is enough to fool the Chinese teacher.

But this is magic.

"You can ask dad." Luo Qing said helplessly.

"Dad? Say goodbye. Yesterday, I learned twenty magics yesterday alone. I also learned the copying magic yesterday. If I had been more eager to learn, I might not even have gotten up yet!" Xiaoyu said angrily. Said.

She still remembered that Luo Qing said that the learning of every magic takes a long time, from mastering it to being able to release it. It takes about a month for an average mage to master a magic of the same level as himself, and a week or so to master a magic level higher than his own. Low magic.

For example, it takes several months for a magister to learn legendary magic.

And what about her?

Twenty levels of magic in one day was simply torture, but luckily it didn't require her to master it.

Luo Qing was a little helpless: "Wait a minute, I will help you prepare a termination magic first. Then you only need to use the power of justice to activate it."

Luo Qing actually knows a lot of low-level magic, but he can't carve magic lines in his body, and he can't become an apprentice after only five years.

But he did a pretty good job in the preparations, except for the magic power. Otherwise, how could he have raised Daolon's favorability to the full value?

It's not just because this apprentice can bring emotional value to Daolong, but it can also bring some convenience.

Xiaoyu nodded and looked at Luo Qing expectantly, while the replica jade next to him crossed his arms and looked at him unhappily.

It's like this every time. I'm told not to touch my head, but I won't listen. I'm told not to pinch my face, but I still pinch it.

(End of chapter)