"The power of the God of Death belongs to a higher dimensional power, so it has strict requirements on physique and bloodline. First of all, your physique, that is, the strength of your physical body must be higher than that of ordinary people.
This is because you have learned Chinese fighting skills since you were a child, so you have a great advantage in physical fitness. Coupled with the 'magic strengthening' technique you have learned in the past two days, your physical strength has also been improved under the nurturing of magic. He must have reached the threshold of using the power of death.
Secondly, there is the bloodline. The power of death also has requirements for bloodline. You don’t have to worry too much about this. Even if the descendants of the Welfare family have diluted their bloodlines for several generations, they still have a special affinity for the power of death. "
In the familiar tavern, Roland was drinking strong wine while seriously telling Qin Weijie about the 'power of death'. Qin Weijie also rarely became quiet at this time and did not argue.
Qin Weijie: "What does the bloodline of the Welfare family mean? Why does the bloodline of the Welfare family have a special affinity for the 'power of death'? Is this related to the 'spiritual inheritance' of the Welfare family?"
Roland nodded and looked at Qin Weijie: "Do you know the information about the Welfare family's 'spiritual inheritance'?"
"My mother left a note in the Ravenclaw lounge at Hogwarts. I got that note in the Ravenclaw lounge a few months ago, but it seems to have been cast After I got it, it disappeared. I didn't care about it at first. I just thought that the notebook had a viewing limit. There was only one day in a year that I could read it, and it would disappear after the limit.
But when I sensed the power of death just now, I found that the notebook seemed to be in my body, but it had no physical form, but became a data-like existence, hidden in my sea of consciousness. "Qin Weijie explained honestly.
Roland also looked at Qin Weijie in surprise: "You actually obtained Diana's notes? How much can you read?"
"I can only read part of it. They are all about techniques for using magic. When I first saw the record about the Welfare Family's 'Spiritual Art Inheritance', I had a splitting headache and couldn't stand it at all." Qin Weijie said and suddenly noticed Roland said just now: "Do you know my mother? Just call her by name. Are you familiar with her?"
Roland did not explain, as if he acquiesced, and then said to Qin Weijie: "Your magic power is not enough. It is comparable to the sixth level of magic power. It is not enough to master the 'spiritual inheritance' of the Welfare family. You are forcibly developing it when you are not strong enough." The spiritual inheritance will be noticed by the gods. This can be regarded as your mother's protection for you.
When your magic power reaches the seventh level, you will naturally know everything about the Welfare family. I don’t know many of the secrets. You can explore it yourself by then. It is estimated that when you know the origin of the Welfare family, you will understand why bad luck will haunt you and your family. "
Roland had already said this, and Qin Weijie also knew that Roland was not going to tell him anything deeper, so Qin Weijie simply didn't bother to ask. He was not a very curious person, and he didn't want to get involved in those things. Among all the strange things, Qin Weijie just wanted to be a salted fish if he could.
"Okay, now I'll teach you how to use the power of death!" Roland picked up the huge hero cup in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. His face was slightly flushed, and his ice-blue eyes were a little blurry: "Try to mobilize 'Power of Death', don't attach it to your body, your body can't bear that kind of power. You can try to use a wand to guide it, just like you usually cast magic. Don't use all the power of Death, use the power of Death. Combine power and magic power to cast magic, so that your magic will be blessed by the power of death, and the consumption of yourself will be minimized."
"It's that simple?"
"Easy? You will know how difficult it is if you try it yourself!" Roland said, his eyes became more and more blurred, and it seemed that he was drunk again in this state.
Qin Weijie has long been accustomed to this. After all, Roland is a drunkard who always drinks too much. However, this guy's drinking capacity is really awesome. To get Roland drunk, at least one oak barrel of strong liquor is needed.
"You can continue to practice in the realm of the Sands of Time, I...yue..."
"Fuck, sister! You vomited on me again? Gragas, come here and help!" Qin Weijie supported Roland, who had already vomited all over him, and called to the tavern owner Gragas.
Gragas, who had a full beard and a cigar in his mouth, turned a blind eye to this: "Don't look at me, I'm busy! Just carry her back to the room!"
"Profiteer!"
"By the way, if you clean up this place and vomit all over the floor, I won't be able to do business anymore!"
Qin Weijie took out his wand angrily: "Clean it up."
Then he turned around and carried the drunk Roland upstairs.
After placing Roland in place, Qin Weijie took out a crystal bottle filled with 'Sands of Time' from Roland's breast pocket and murmured: "The airport floor was well paved."
Bang~
Roland, who was sleeping, slapped Qin Weijie on the face. Then he saw Qin Weijie flying into the air with lightning speed, accelerating, then taking off, crashing through the wooden wall, and then landing smoothly on his face.
"Damn! Sleeping Arhat Fist? It's so weird!" Qin Weijie said vaguely while holding Lao Gao's swollen cheek.
At this time, Gragas' roar came from the tavern: "You bastard! Repair the wall, or I will chop off your third leg! Why bother with that madman Roland..."
Qin Weijie helplessly repaired the large human-shaped hole in the wall with magic, walked out of the tavern, and came to the river where he practiced daily. He skillfully used magic to establish the time domain of the 'Sands of Time', and then entered it and began to practice using it. The power of death'
Under the extremely slow flow of time, Qin Weijie practiced for an entire afternoon. It took at least two days of practice when converted into normal time. Only then did Qin Weijie master a little bit of the trick of using the 'power of death'.
"It's really difficult. Although the theory seems simple, there will always be problems when fusing the two powers together." Looking at his right hand that had been corroded into black by the 'power of death', Qin Weijie curled his lips helplessly.
"Take a rest and take advantage of this time to study the mysterious method. I haven't studied the "Strange and Strange Essence Volume 1" that Uncle De gave me yet! Taking advantage of this time, it's best to construct a 'weird way' "Travel the 'Qi' route, and master one or two 'deception' secret techniques."
As soon as he said it, Qin Weijie read the bamboo slips of "Qigui Jinglu" carefully. The obscure ancient texts on the bamboo slips made Qin Weijie have the urge to burn the bamboo slips. However, this bamboo slips were extremely important, and Qin Weijie could only I was able to bite the bullet and read on.
"I'll go! Why is this guy doing the 'Qi' route!? If you want to practice this skill, you must first retreat from the palace!?"
