Xiao Yinlong sat on a stone almost one meter three or four above the ground, his two little paws crossed on his chest, and his face was full of resentment.

"You don't think that chanting spells is just about summoning enough elements for those who don't have enough elemental affinity, do you? If that's all it takes, wouldn't it be faster to tattoo a spirit gathering array directly on the back, why bother to memorize those strange pronunciations, haven't you thought about it? ”

Chu Feiyue carried two foxes on her shoulders and sat on the Mazha she had brought from the earth, holding a notebook in her hand, looking like a student who was about to listen to the lecture. Suddenly hearing Sylvana's question, Chu Feiyue was stunned for a moment, and then shook her head blankly. In the past, he had a very disdainful attitude towards chanting, and although he knew the basic pronunciation of chanting spells (which has always been a systematic benefit of zài), he never thought about the meaning of those strange syllables that were somewhat similar to Hanyu Pinyin but more than ten times more numerous.

Listening to Sylvana, it seems that those syllables don't just have the function of gathering elements?

Looking at Chu Feiyue's current expression, Sylvana knew that if she didn't give specific examples, he wouldn't understand what she meant.

"Forget it, I'm not going to talk nonsense with you. You cast a random spell to attack me. ”

With that, the little silver dragon stood up from the stone, spread its little paws, and looked like I would never hide if you shoot.

Sylvana could break Chu Feiyue's two-and-a-half-layer Elemental Diamond Star Shield with a casual blow, this kind of crushing level strength, Chu Feiyue believed that even if she used all her strength, she would not be able to hurt her. Therefore, attacking Sylvana, Chu Feiyue did not have a little pressure in her heart.

In fact, the wind blade that Chu Feiyue had carefully compressed had not even touched Sylvana's body before it was blocked by the flaky magic shield that was automatically activated on the dragon scales.

The wind blade slammed into the magic shield, instantly bursting into scattered wheals, inspiring more dragon scales. But the wheals exploded quickly, and when the wind blades were all gone, Sylvana bowed slightly.

"You're already very skilled at the stage changes of magic, but this practice of implanting your own ideas directly into magic is too rigid!"

As she spoke, Sylvana spread out her paws, and a faint green shadow appeared above her little paws. This is a very pure wind blade, and only rookie mage players who have just stepped out of the novice village and know nothing about magic will release this kind of wind blade with no added value.

Subsequently, some wind elementals flowed towards the inferior small wind blade in Sylvana's palm. As the elements filled, the small wind blade gradually became fuller, and some lines like energy nodes appeared inside it. But what Chu Feiyue cared about the most was the wind element that Sylvana spent to build this wind blade—too little!

It only took Sylvana a few seconds to construct this wind blade in total, which was basically the same as the time it took Chu Feiyue to compress the elements, and the number of elements used was also about the same. But just looking at the appearance of the wind blade in Sylvana's hand, Chu Feiyue knew that his wind blade was not as good as the one in Sylvana's hand.

"Ahem, I habitually use silent chanting, it's all a small problem, a small problem..."Pinching the small wind blade in her hand, which was only a dozen centimeters long, Sylvana said with some embarrassment.

Fortunately, there is no high-frequency chanting, otherwise it would really be no different from instantaneous.

"All in all, that's what I want to say. For the same number of elements, you can only attach 'compression' and 'explosion' properties to the Wind Blade, right? ”

Chu Feiyue nodded, what Sylvana said was completely correct, the wind blade just now really only had these two additional attributes. This is also Chu Feiyue's current limit, he has not yet found the third attribute addition of the Wind Blade.

Sylvana waved the small silkworm-like wind blade in her hand, and then said, "But guess how many attributes are there in my wind blade?" ”

“…… Four? ”

Since she didn't know the actual effect of chanting at all, Chu Feiyue could only blindly count it. But the elemental usage of that wind blade is there, and I don't think it will have too many additional attributes...

"Haste, Spin, Compression, Expansion, Sharpness, Split, Gathering, Burst, a total of eight additional attributes. With a little more time, I could even add the aggregate attribute as well. ”

Sylvana's understatement caused an uproar in Chu Feiyue's heart. Chu Feiyue craned her neck and looked at the small wind blade that Sylvana was holding in her claws in disbelief.

It's just a little bit of time, it's just a little bit of an element, and the maneuverable space is so small, how can there be such a big gap!

Looking at Chu Feiyue's current appearance, Sylvana also knew that he definitely didn't believe what he said. She chuckled and threw the blade out of her hand like a card.

In mid-air, the wind blade spun wildly like a saw disc. At the same time, under the effect of 'Gathering Spirits', it began to absorb the wind elements that were scattered along the way and strengthen itself. Soon, it swelled dozens of times and turned into a giant wind blade with a diameter of more than three meters. If it hadn't finally hit the rock, it might have continued to swell.

The moment the Wind Blade hit the rock wall, it disintegrated into nearly ten smaller Wind Blades and launched an attack on that area. With the cutting force of high-speed rotation, these wind blades are all deeply embedded in the rock wall. You know, it's the rock wall of the Snow Ridge in Northern Xinjiang! Under the bitter cold of 10,000 years, the stones here have long been frozen as solid as granite. If it was Chu Feiyue's wind blade, it was estimated that it would only be able to make a small cut on the rock wall, but Sylvana could imprint so many deep marks on the rock, such a huge gap, making Chu Feiyue's head almost crash.

But that's not all! These wind blades lost a lot of kinetic energy in the violent friction with the rock wall, and when the centrifugal force could not prevent the wind elements that were clinging to the inner side of the wind blade from converging towards the center of the wind blade, the explosion of the wind attribute occurred in the inner layer of the rock wall.

With the sound of "boom, boom, boom and ......", the hard rock wall was blasted into a huge pit by the rapidly expanding wind element. The wind blades exploded at the same time, and several horizontal blast points joined together, tearing down almost all of the outer rock walls. Such a scene is no different from those mines and tubes on the earth that blow up mountains.

Chu Feiyue asked herself, with such Cheng Dù's destructive power, she only had a few kinds of magic that she could do. But none of those spells need a lot of elements to support them.

It's really hard to imagine that the foundation of such Cheng dù's magic is just such an inconspicuous wind blade.

Chu Feiyue slowly turned her head and looked at the initiator of the explosion. At this time, Sylvana was inserting her little chubby waist and looking at Chu Feiyue proudly.

staring at her for a long time, Chu Feiyue finally lowered her head, "It seems that I lost really completely..."

"Hum ~ 78" The little silver dragon shook his tail happily, and his head was raised high.

Chu Feiyue still lowered her head, feeling a little depressed. His months of magical efforts have been refuted by Sylvana. Although the facts have proved to him that he is indeed wrong, the depression in his heart is absolutely indispensable.

"So, could you please teach me the tricks of magic chanting?"

"Of course you can~ Otherwise, why do you think my sister would let me come."

……

The Northern Xinjiang Snow Ridge is a very vague concept, everyone knows that the Northern Xinjiang Snow Ridge is there, but no one can tell its specific scope. But if you compare the coordinates on the earth, the entire Tianshan Mountains are all included. With such a huge range, it is almost impossible to traverse with only two legs. Even if it is a flight, it takes a lot of time to traverse the width of two or three hundred kilometers.

But this is what Sylvana wants, she hopes that Chu Feiyue can thoroughly master the skills of magic chanting during the time she explores the snowy mountains of the Northern Frontier, and not just enter the door superficially.

During the time that Sylvana was teaching Chu Feiyue, Chu Feiyue also knew a lot about Sylvana. Although Sylvana is not young, and she is also very strict when she does serious things (such as cleaning up Chu Feiyue), she is very arrogant in normal times, as if she is too lazy to take anything to heart. And, whenever she has the opportunity, she will take out the novel from her private space and flip it up with relish. Being able to open up her own space, according to the strength rating of the Courtyard of the Dead, Sylvana is at least a sage, even more powerful than the original Yakumo Blue.

Not only that, Chu Feiyue also learned that the basic phonetic transcriptions used in magic chanting were all calibrated by the two sisters, Silya and Sylvana. In other words, the magic chant was invented by their two eternal silver dragons. It is also they who have found a way to allow ordinary people who are not gifted to communicate with the elements, liberating magic from oral transmission and blind groping, and making magic a systematic science with rules to follow, instead of relying on guesswork, plausible rather than theoretical experience that anyone knows.

This kind of achievement can almost be equal to the words made by Cang. But Cang Chu has been dead for countless years, and he has long become a saint, leaving infinite reverie for future generations. Sylvana's status in the wizarding world can be seen.

But Chu Feiyue turned her head sideways, looked at the little silver dragon who was leaning on her body, with the light of the light crystal, holding a novel almost as big as her and reading it energetically, how could she not give birth to the real feeling that she was actually a very great person.

Then, this was the eleventh day after they entered the Snow Mountains in Northern Xinjiang.

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