Vol 7 Chapter 9: Rune False Path (Part 2)

Zhu Juan understood the words of the dead wood. Compared with Guo Twelve, his two young apprentices had little potential, and the gap was too great.
Guo Twelve became more and more excited, and the runes flowing like the tide were quickly absorbed by the natal life ball. He gradually understood the meaning of the spell, as well as how to make and use low-level spells. This is a hundred times faster than the speed of self-learning. This is to pour ready-made knowledge into one's own soul. It is naturally mastered. With a little practice, it will become one's own knowledge.
Gradually, Guo Twelve had reached the end of the second lap. A slight pressure appeared, but he couldn't stop him. The ball of life in the soul turns rapidly, resisting this pressure. He continued to walk forward, at this time, every time he dropped his foot, a large number of runes spewed from the ground.
Guo Twelve understood that at this time, the speed could not be fast, and he should absorb as many runes as possible. These are good things and must not be wasted. He began to consciously drive the ball of this life. Originally sinking into the soul, the natal symbol ball has begun to loosen under the stimulation of a large number of runes. Although Guo Twelve could not take out the natal symbol ball, he was able to drive it.
When he came to the end of the second lap and was about to enter the third lap, his feet began to become heavy, and countless runes poured like tide. Fortunately, he can already drive the natal symbol ball. The rapidly rotating natal symbol ball attracts all the runes outside the body. The runes at this time were all golden.
A large number of runes gathered outside his body, he was wearing a thick golden armor, and his whole body was dazzling.
Yan Ziling said in horror: "Does he want to enter the third lap? That's the Great Rune Master! He ... he's still a child, how could he advance to the Great Rune Master!"
Withered wood said: "How is it impossible? Why is it impossible?" His tone clearly showed a trace of pride, it was difficult to cover up. He was terribly proud of himself. In Chen Xiaozong, who has such a great disciple?
Zhu Juan was also dumbfounded, he puzzled: "This child has a master level? What a joke!"
Mo Nier waved his fist and said, "Our family is twelve, the most powerful!"
Guo Twelve's body shone with golden light, like a beacon, which attracted the attention of most people present. Someone exclaimed: "Look at that kid, he is about to enter the third lap!"
The sound of discussion buzzed, and people asked everywhere. Whose child was this? It is unbelievable that such a young age will actually hit the third lap.
Guo Twelve steadily entered the third lap.
The crowd watching outside the room suddenly sent out an uproar. Everyone showed a surprised look. This was too unexpected. The child really stepped into the third lap.
Guo Twelve could not see the outside situation, nor could he hear the outside sound. He obviously showed a trace of fatigue, and his soul was running at a high speed for a long time, which made him feel tired. Go ahead.
"Look! Look! He is still going! God, such a small child, why is it so powerful!"
"Whose child is this?"
"......"
Withered wood also showed a trace of tension at this time, he didn't know how far Guo Twelve could go. Mo Nier was even more nervous, and unconsciously, she grabbed the dead wood's arm hard and stared closely at the virtual fan. The withered wood frowned slightly, but he didn't move, and let Monel hold it.
If you compare the runes of the first circle to sporadic raindrops, then the runes appearing in the second circle are downpours. In the third circle, it is a torrential flood. A large number of runes flooded in, leaving Guo Twelve completely unable to absorb it. He could only slow down again and walk forward little by little, but he refused to stop because he understood that once stopped, it was difficult to move forward Too.
Although the speed is getting slower and slower, Guo XII's gains are great. He doesn't care how far he can go. What he cares about is what benefits he can get from it.
The people who were on the outside of the field were completely attracted to Guo Twelve, staring at him one by one to see how far he could go. Someone exclaimed: "God, it's almost time to reach the Intermediate Spellmaster!"
Guo Twelve walked to the third, feeling more and more pressure, he clenched his teeth and insisted, his footsteps were no longer calm, moving forward little by little, his soul felt a bit tingling, and the ball of life could not be Accelerate again. There was only one thought in his heart, and he went one step further.
Yan Ziling murmured: "How much perseverance is this? He is still a child, amazing! Really amazing!"
The tingling of the soul is the most unbearable. Guo Twelve feels that his soul is about to shatter. The feeling is very peculiar. He has the urge to sit down and rest immediately. Suddenly, he started to recite the soul verses. When the first verse of the soul was finished, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the tingling of the soul was reduced a lot, and the absorption of the runes around the body was also accelerated. He was overjoyed and continued to recite the soul verse in silence.
Zhu Juan said: "Still going? How can this child resist ..."
The sound of the discussion outside the scene gradually subsided, and everyone held their breaths, staring at Guo Twelve one by one to see where he could go. The people present have gone through many times of imaginary imagination, and are familiar with the situation of imaginary imagination. Not to mention a child, it is difficult for even adults to pass. Even strong-willed people can only stick to a short period distance.
Guo XII walked more and more slowly, but he didn't stop, every step was very heavy.
The stinging sensation of the soul gradually eased in the sound of chanting, and the runes outside the body were slowly drawn into the life symbol ball. Every step Guo Guo stepped on, like a fountain gushing from the ground, countless runes spewed out, rushing towards his body. Finally, he couldn't calm down the restlessness of his soul even when chanting. After two more steps, he sat down slowly. By this time, he had reached the back end of the third lap. According to the rules here, he has advanced to the senior big charm spell master.
The dead wood let out a long breath, and the result was beyond his expectation. He thought that Guo Twelve was able to enter the master class, but he was reluctant. He didn't expect him to be able to reach the end of the third lap. According to this degree, Guo Twelve could advance to the Spell Madman after a while. This level has blocked countless people, but with Guo Xian's potential, crossing this level is not a problem at all.
Mo Ni'er clutched the dead wood's arm tightly. She was so happy that she was so incoherent. She never thought Guo 12 was so powerful. Suddenly, she found that she was holding the dead wood's arm, and she couldn't help being surprised. Then she flicked violently and glared at the dead wood. The dead wood was inexplicable, and he said, "You are holding me and staring at me?"
Zhu Juan also breathed out a long breath, which was amazing. A ten-year-old child had the strength of a high-level curse master. Everyone on the scene made a heavy gasping, and someone asked: "Is this child a disciple of the inner door? Or a disciple?"
Yan Ziling sighed and said, "Congratulations, Master. I didn't expect you, a cultivator, to be as crazy as finding a disciple."
The dead wood couldn't hold back anymore, and a hard smile appeared on his face.
There are many high-level curse masters in Chen Xiaozong, and they are professionals who are close to the backbone, but like Guo XII, at the age of ten, it is the first to reach the level of high-level curse master. This is Chen Xiao Zong never had.
Guo Twelve sat on the ground, absorbing the floating runes. His soul was full of subtle runes, and the natal rune ball also continued to grow and undergo amazing changes. He has been sure to release the life symbol ball, but it absorbs too many runes at once, and it takes a long time to digest and absorb.
This sitting is three days. Withered Wood and Monel waited outside for three days, and even Zhu Juan was on the sidelines. After Yan Ziling's shift, he also waited aside.
For three days, Guo Xie barely absorbed the runes that were missing around him. He knew in his heart that even if he stood up, he could not move on. So while standing up, he did not hesitate to smash the symbol hanging on his chest, and he was sent out with a virtual puzzlement instantly.
Mo Nier cheered, stepped forward to hug Guo Twelve, and said: "Baby, you are amazing!"
Guo XII didn't know how far he had gone, he asked, "Where have I gone?"
Withered wood said: "End of the third lap ... Senior big charmer."
Guo XII immediately understood that this was the benefit he received on the altar. If he had not been to the altar, it would definitely be impossible to achieve this level. A delightful smile appeared on his face. This smile deeply touched Mo Nier. She kissed him involuntarily and said with joy: "Twelve, let's go back and Master will cook delicious food for you."
Withered tree said: "He needs time to consolidate, not eat any food."
Mo Nier could not help but to curse. Seeing something bad, Guo Twelve hurriedly said, "Master ~ EbookFREE.me ~ I am hungry."
The dead wood suddenly awakened, Guo XII had not eaten for three days. He said: "Okay, eat something first, I will take you back to consolidate the current state."
Zhu Juan got up and asked, "Twelve, I think you will be exhausted when you reach the beginning of the third lap. How can you reach the last one? Haha, what's the trick?"
Guo XII secretly surprised, he smiled and said: "Uncle Shi, I just try to move forward ... Didn't you say try to move forward as much as possible? So I just try to move forward, I don't know where I am going."
Yan Ziling said: "Withered wood, congratulations on accepting a good apprentice."
Withered face said blankly: "It's okay."
Yan Ziling smiled bitterly: "Is this still okay? Then my apprentice ...... Isn't it going to be thrown away."
Mo Nier said: "Lao Yan, leave him alone, this man is a nerd, he can't even say a polite word."
A disciple came over and said, "Master Uncle Zu, the sect master invites you to take the disciple to the past."
Withered wood asked: "Sovereign looking for me?"
The inner disciple said, "Yes."
Mo Nier was dissatisfied and said: "Twelve has been hungry for three days ... go to eat first, then go after eating!"
The inner disciple could only smile bitterly. Withered nodded and said, "You go to report to the suzerain, and after twelve meals, I will take him to see the suzerain."
Yan Ziling smiled and said: "Well, it has alarmed the suzerain."
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