Hard training in basic magic spells for 56 hours

  In the small courtyard, against the wall root, forty wooden stakes of varying heights were nailed up, each stake spaced one to five or six feet apart, and a whole circle was nailed around the small courtyard.

  On this clear morning, a green figure as light as a swallow was running at an extremely fast speed around the wooden stakes in the small courtyard. With just a slight touch of his toes on the unevenly spaced and sized stakes, he could leap several meters into the air. His speed and agility were comparable to any top-notch lightness skill in the Jianghu.

  That green shadow was just over a dozen breaths, and it had already flown around the small courtyard in one circle.

  He practiced for as long as half an hour, running around the small courtyard for nearly a thousand laps, before the figure in green suddenly stopped, standing still with his hands behind his back on a wooden stake, his clothes fluttering, the person calm and the wind moving, from extreme speed to complete stillness, all in just one moment.

  "This Wind Control Technique is indeed a divine art, as long as the spiritual power doesn't stop, it can be used for a long time, and the consumption of physical strength is not great, it's probably the most suitable for traveling long distances."

  Ye Qin silently praised, he now felt that except for consuming some of his magical power, his body almost had no feeling of fatigue. He was afraid that it would take several days of using the Wind Control Technique to exhaust all the magical power in his body.

  After practicing Wind Control Technique, it's time to practice Wind Binding Technique next.

  Nan Tian Bao taught him seven basic techniques: "Wind Control Technique, Wind Binding Technique, Flowing Sand Technique, Entwining Technique, Earth Escape Technique, Water Escape Technique, and Wood Escape Technique". Ye Qin was not clear about the effects of these techniques, nor did he know which one was more practical or less practical.

  To know the different effects of these spells, Ye Qin had only one way - to master them all and then compare their advantages and disadvantages. Then select the best one for in-depth cultivation.

  Ye Qin also knew the truth of "being greedy and not being able to chew", but now he hated that he didn't know enough spell incantations, not one more. The crisis brought by Nan Tianba in the Purple Mansion made him put all his time into understanding and practicing magic, alchemy, and cultivating yuanqi, trying every means to increase his strength.

  Ye Qin jumped down from the wooden stake and came to an iron cage in the yard, opened it, and kicked a brown-haired, hundred-kilogram ferocious wild boar inside. This wild boar was caught by him from the deep mountains a few days ago, such a big wild boar only the bravest hunters dare to hunt. Now, he used it to practice his magic skills.

  The wild boar's bristling fur stood on end, its eyes gleaming with a cold light, and its sharp tusks made one tremble with fear. After being kicked by Ye Qin, it spread its short legs and let out a loud cry as it ran out of the iron cage, dashing wildly around the courtyard, its momentum fierce as it tried to charge out of the yard. It crashed head-on into the earthen wall of the small courtyard, causing the wall to shudder violently and crack open with several large fissures; if it were to crash again, the wall might collapse completely.

  Ye Qin slowly stretched out his right hand, concentrating on the Wind Binding Spell incantation. The calm spiritual energy in the small courtyard began to fluctuate, and suddenly a thin, pale red gust of wind appeared, only half a foot long, hovering three inches above his fingertips, dancing lightly around them.

  "Go!"

  With a wave of his right hand, the strong gust of wind shot towards the wild boar that was frantically charging inside the courtyard. In an instant, it wrapped around the boar's two front legs, and with a loud "thud", the wildly running boar crashed to the ground, its tusks digging into the earth, sending up a cloud of mud, and causing the ground to tremble slightly.

  Don't look at that strand of strong wind as weak, but it has an extremely surprising tenacity. The wild boar's constant powerful struggle was unable to break the strong wind that bound it, and was tied up tightly by the strong wind, unable to move, and could only fiercely hum and snarl towards Ye Qin.

  Ye Qin once again condensed a smaller gust of wind and struck out with his hand, binding the wild boar's mouth and rendering it unable to make another sound.

  Ye Qin nodded secretly at the effect of this Wind Binding Technique. In order to tie up this wild boar, he had practiced this Wind Binding Technique hundreds of times in the deep mountains a few days ago, and only then was he able to cast it with ease.

  Although this Wind Binding Technique is classified as an auxiliary spell, it has now become his strongest defensive measure. Ye Qin naturally has a special affection for this technique and practices it many times every day.

  However, the spiritual power consumed by Wind Binding Technique is much greater than that of Spirit Illuminating Technique and Wind Control Technique, dozens or even hundreds of times more.

  Lingmu technique and Yufeng technique, the mana runs in one's own body's eyes and soles of the feet, so the amount of mana consumed is very small. However, Fengshu technique is a technique released to the outside world, it must be able to maintain itself in the outside world for a long time, so the amount of mana consumed naturally increases greatly.

  Ye Qin is currently in the third layer of the Qi Refining stage, having just completed about one-third of it. In a day, he can use the Wind Binding Technique at most a few dozen times before exhausting his entire body's spiritual power. He needs a full day's rest to slowly recover the spiritual power within his body.

  Ye Qin bound the ferocious wild boar and cast his gaze onto the muddy ground in the center of the small courtyard. Within a few meters, the weeds had been pulled out, leaving only bare mud.

  "Quicksand Technique!"

  He pinched his fingers, pointing to the ground, a yellow energy burst out of his fingertips, shooting rapidly into the muddy ground, and a steady stream of energy flowed from his arm, through his fingers, pouring into the earth.

  The originally hard yellow mud ground gradually softened, and a large bowl-like quicksand whirlpool appeared, slowly rotating. This whirlpool was small but had an astonishing power, as if it wanted to suck in all the objects around it. The big wild boar that was tied up and lying on the ground struggled in terror, trying to get away from this whirlpool that made it feel fearful. The whirlpool was only a few meters away from it.

  Time passed bit by bit, and with Ye Qin's input of magic power, the muddy ground underwent even greater changes. The range of the swirling quicksand expanded more than tenfold, becoming as large as a wooden tub.

  Originally calm and composed, Ye Qin's face turned bright red as the quicksand vortex expanded, his body's spiritual energy rapidly draining away like water being sucked out. His body was slightly trembling, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his cheeks.

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  Ye Qin gritted his teeth and continued to output his magical power, draining every last bit of magic from his body.

  Because he found that every time he exhausted his magic, the next day when his magic was reborn, the magic in his body would become more fluent. The magic stored in the smallest meridians in the body would also be activated, making it easier to mobilize and use these magics next time.

  However, this effect is only useful when using magic for the first time. When all meridians have been opened to the extreme, this effect also becomes inconspicuous. If the meridian is not opened and fixed, it will be difficult to mobilize the magic stored in every subtle meridian of the body in this way later on.

  Ye Qin had consecutively exhausted all of his bodily strength several times, and had already opened up most of the tiny meridians in his body.

  He is challenging his own limits.

  Another half minute has passed.

  Ye Qin had almost exhausted the last bit of magic in his body, and only when he no longer sensed any magic did he let out a sigh of relief, put away his spell, sat down on the spot, and meditated to recover his magic.

  At the same time, the quicksand technique was also interrupted.

  At this time, in the middle of the small courtyard, a whirlpool of quicksand about one zhang square was still slowly and continuously rotating. The surrounding sand and gravel were constantly being drawn into it, and the wild boar let out a loud cry as it was sucked into the whirlpool, disappearing from view in an instant.