The days that followed were spent waiting for Yaxi to give new instructions on investigating the incident. Wei Ling and the others even forgot about Murong Langgan, Zheng Xiao and others.
Wei Ling was very much looking forward to Mr. Xiao being able to find a suitable body for the three captives' intelligence, extract the information they had, and point out the direction for future investigation work.
During the days of waiting, Wei Ling not only actively thought about his various mental spells and polished his single-character spells, but also accompanied Nanxing and others to school to receive knowledge.
Even if Nan Xing and others have various questions, Wei Ling and Li Lingyou can give very detailed explanations.
Once he was free, in order to express his gratitude to Li Lingyou, Welling also increased the level of "friendship training" for Li Lingyou.
Attacks limited to the garrison are fatal, so it is inconvenient to attack.
The main subject of training became Wei Ling's training on Li Lingyou's flexibility in using spells and spell resistance training.
Wei Ling's first choice for practical training in various spells is mental spells, various emotional implantations, dreams, nightmares, and the "unblocking, sealing, fixing, banning, punishing, and solidifying" of the single-character formula. Once Li Lingyou tasted it and understood it, he said that it increased Shiba Lang's magic resistance.
There is no suspense. With Li Lingyou's warlock resistance, among Wei Ling's single-character spells, except for the three highly offensive spells of "Seal, Forbidden, and Punishment", Li Lingyou has a certain degree of resistance. There is almost no way to solve, fix, or fix it.
As soon as the word "ding" came out, Li Lingyou was unable to move without any surprise, and the rest of the matter was completely left to the other party's disposal.
In response to this, Li Lingyou almost had a psychological shadow. He could not hear the same and similar sound information as the word "ding", such as "a smooth butt, a fixed fix, a nail that nails..." etc., whenever it was mentioned Hearing this word, Li Lingyou would tremble subconsciously.
He was almost on the verge of tears. As Wei Ling's neighbor, a loyal friend of several children, and both the guardian and the palace guard were members of the Li clan, Wei Ling's improvement of his warlock ability was a kind of blessing to his own people. As a gift of friendship, those fantastic trainings are something that no one else can ask for, so how can I escape from them?
In addition, since there was no military affairs now, he did not dare to suggest returning to the imperial capital to see the clan leader first, otherwise Wei Ling would have to go back, which would make him even more frightened.
Therefore, he could only wait and hope that one day Wei Ling would fall into his own thoughts and forget to strengthen his training.
This kind of situation naturally happens, but only once or twice. This is a day that makes Li Lingyou feel very precious.
But in just over twenty days, Li Lingyou felt that his improvement in the Golden Spirit Technique had been rapid. His proficiency, speed, and delicacy in the technique would definitely make a Golden Spirit Warlock at the same stage despair.
Even the childish and inferior operation of throwing a flying knife in the past will now at least become a half-surprise, half-hidden embroidery needle, which must be aimed at the opponent's fatal parts.
For one's own protection, it is no longer a rough, large-scale golden body technique, but an enhanced protection for the opponent's target position, and the effect is naturally more prominent.
As for condensing gold needles in the opponent's internal organs and muscles, protruding blades on the opponent's ligaments, etc., these "insidious and despicable" methods are all used at will, and they are used openly without any sense of guilt.
Under the threat of Wei Ling's sharp and omnipresent attack, Li Lingyou had no choice but to increase all his spiritual power to deal with it.
He was so immortal that Wei Ling even asked him to spar with Ji Nu.
In Li Lingyou's opinion, a little girl like Ji Nu, who had just advanced to the level of warlock and was not yet proficient in the magic, how could she spar with a warlock like herself who had already seen the threshold of the intermediate level?
If you can't take action with all your strength, then what is that other than asking for abuse?
However, what embarrassed Li Lingyou the most was that one day when he was sparring with Jinu, he was hit by the little girl's attack.
Ji Nu was deeply influenced by Wei Ling. Because of her own weakness, she went to look for ways to use magic. Wasn't she fascinated by human anatomy? She once led Nan Xing and Shanglu to discuss the weak points of the human body, hoping to find out. A method that allows novice warlocks to defeat enemies that are stronger than them at the lowest cost.
With the support of this concept, during the sparring process between Li Lingyou and her, she took advantage of Li Lingyou's unpreparedness and hid the blood coagulation technique in various condensation, rain and other techniques, and blocked the aorta in Li Lingyou's neck. A very small section of the blood clots, causing a short-lived thrombus.
At that time, Li Lingyou was suffering from a "stroke or cerebral infarction". In an instant, his speech and eyes were slanted, his limbs lost coordination, and he fell to the ground.
Then, while the little girl was busy apologizing, Shibaro was ashamed and angry, but he couldn't complain to the slave. He could only comfort himself. Fortunately, no outsiders saw it, otherwise it would be a lifelong shame.
Time flies by so fast. More than a month has passed in their fun and training, and it has entered December. The year has almost passed like this, and they will usher in the New Year.
Wei Ling also accompanied Nan Xing and the three of them to receive the last infusion of school knowledge before the new year.
After more than a year of study, the three children also had some friends in the school. After receiving knowledge instillation, they informed Welling and went to have fun separately.
Wei Ling and the school principal Wen Yuan, who had age spots on his face and was full of smiles, sat down in the principal's office, looked at the children playing on the playground outside, and chatted casually.
There is no doubt that Wen Yuan is satisfied with Nan Xing and the others:
"Wei Ling, you have done a good job in leading Nanxing and the others. Every time you instill knowledge, they can master it very well, and you have also expanded it in depth and breadth, and the degree of integration is quite high.
I can't believe that they have learned all the knowledge in the first two years in one year, and they have learned it far better than other children. "
"Haha, this is all the result of your care and training, Mr. Wenyuanshan. Thank you very much."
Wei Ling naturally smiled with great satisfaction.
"Where, where, except for the first infusion of knowledge, other teachers are doing the rest. I am just giving a brief hint of the level of infusion of the three of them. Their talents are good, and there are outstanding people like you. Brother, it’s hard for them to be mediocre.”
As a member of the officials in Iasi, Wen Yuan naturally knew about Wei Ling. He also knew that in the past year, Wei Ling had worked hard for the Battle of Iasi and received awards from the empire, becoming a A young man who rises quickly.
Of course, the most important thing is that Wen Yuan also knows that Wei Ling is half of Qing Fu's student.
Does it matter whether it's half or a whole?
In addition, Wei Ling seemed so humble and polite, and he seemed to like such a junior, so Wen Yuan naturally became more and more fond of Wei Ling.
"It's really strange. If there is an elder brother who is a wisdom warlock, will the younger brothers and sisters also get bonuses in knowledge learning?
Compared with the three of them, the other children are much mediocre. "
Wen Yuan couldn't help but sigh.
Wei Ling didn't think so. He knew that because of their difficult experiences, the three children naturally cherished a peaceful and happy life, and they would also cherish such learning opportunities even more.
Not long after, the slave came back. She bowed slightly and saluted Wen Yuan:
"Chief Wenyuan, brother, I have said goodbye to my friends. Next year, I won't come here often to receive knowledge infusion. I will only come once a month."
Wei Ling was startled, and then he understood the idea of sending a slave. This was also the requirement of the Imperial Academy for underage warlocks.
After becoming sorcerers, with the blessing of powerful spiritual power, their wisdom and understanding will be greatly improved. It is slightly different from the way ordinary children receive education. They do not need to spend more time studying. You can Instilling a lot of knowledge at once, the warlock can slowly understand it later.
Even so, the forgetting rate of the knowledge received by warlocks is far lower than that of ordinary people, and their understanding is also higher than them.
Wen Yuan knew that the slaves had become little sorcerers. He smiled very warmly:
"The little slave is really good. He took the lead in becoming the youngest warlock among this batch of students. I am very happy and congratulated. I feel very honored, old man. I will work hard in the future."
"Thank you, Chief Shan, for your care. I will work hard to improve."
The slave nodded obediently and agreed.
Not long after, Nan Xing and Shang Lu also came over. The four of them said goodbye to Mount Wenyuan and wished them a happy New Year before heading towards their second-floor residence.
When they heard that slaves could only go to school once a month next year, Nanxing and Phytolacca were both a little frustrated.
It's not that going to school isn't fun, but I feel like I'm being led ahead by the younger slave, and the two of them are a bit embarrassed.
Especially the little clever Nanxing, who has always regarded himself as the eldest among the three, but the current results make him a little disappointed and unsure of himself.
Wei Ling remained calm and sent a message to Nanxing and Phytolacca:
"Nan Xing, don't worry. You will always be the most confident. Your achievements will be extraordinary. You will never doubt yourself. You will become a top wood spirit sorcerer."
"Shangwei, don't worry about falling behind. Your earth spirit talent is unique. You will definitely become a top warlock. You will protect Nanxing and Jinu, and you will also share the worries of big brother."
In this message, Welling added the magical ability of mind implantation.
According to common sense, Welling would not use his abilities on them.
However, he was worried that falling behind the slave slaves would cause the two of them to feel unconfident and have a psychological shadow, so he used such a mental influence to make them always positive and sure that they could do it.
Naturally, Nan Xing and Shang Lu didn't know that Wei Ling's words of comfort were an invisible technique that had taken root deep in their minds and would affect their lives.
Perhaps until they become high-level warlocks, they may discover the existence of this magic when they look back at their own hearts.
But at that time, this magic method has completed its mission. Whether they clear it or not, it just depends on their mentality at that time.
But at this moment, Nanxing and Phytolacca are undoubtedly confident, and the frustration in their hearts has been swept away.
"Haha, this year is a fruitful year. I have achieved a lot of military achievements and gained a lot of money. You have made great achievements in your studies. The slave has also become a little warlock. Seeing that the New Year is coming, you What kind of gift do you want me to give you?"
After a burst of cheers and whispers, the three children unanimously decided that they didn't need anything, so they asked the eldest brother to accompany them to the farms and farms outside the city again, and then strengthen the spiritual power pendant given to them last year.
Wei Ling nodded and secretly sipped Yahuazi. The pendant was wrapped with spiritual power. When he thought of the pain of splitting his consciousness, Wei Ling felt a little dizzy.
But since the kids liked it, I gritted my teeth and continued.
