"Really false?"

"What kind of spells do you practice?"

"Isn't it a fireball ..."

"How is it possible?"

"Why can't I ..."

"Ink painting can fire the ball ..."

"Ink painting, when it is too false, we pretend not to know ..."

"You are our" little brother ", don't say it ..."

"How can there be a little brother who was injured by fireball ..."

Ink painting glanced at them with contempt, displeased:

"What's wrong with fireball, wait for me to cultivate, let you see and see, a fireball can cry you!"

"I don't believe it!"

"Black cow also a draft ..."

"Squiring Fireball ..."

Nympho

Ink paintings are noisy with them, and the atmosphere is a bit lively.

Elder Murong said faintly: "This is the Dan room, you have to recuperate, you all go to class."

"Yes ... elder."

The disciples who were still thinking about the classes were honestly arched and saluted, and they left.

Only Cheng Mo, reluctant, grabbed ink paintings and told:

"Ink painting, you have a good injury earlier, go back and teach us the formation ..."

Mr. Xun Lao is too harsh, the lesson is too high, and the homework has too many homework. He can't bear it at all ...

It's okay to paint this "little brother".

Nympho

Mr. Xun Lao also came to see the eye and ink painting.

He looked serious and didn't say much, but just told Mo to paint, nourishing the injury, but when he left, he couldn't help but whispered and comforted:

"Spell, such a fight and killing, is not good at it ..."

"You have a bad foundation, there is no need to learn others, repair these methods of killing ..."

"If you learn the law, you are enough to stand in the practice of the world, and others dare not insult you."

"If you encounter difficulties, someone is looking for you, you just say it, and you have your own Zongmen to support you."

"Don't force yourself, you want to learn these spells ..."

"Don't hurt yourself ..."

Nympho

Mo painting was moved, and he nodded quickly: "I know, thank you, Mr.!"

Mr. Xun didn't know the ink painting. He didn't listen to it, nodded, and left.

Nympho

Nearly evening, the President of the Taoist also quietly visited ink paintings.

He is the elder responsible for teaching Taoism. His disciples are injured. Although it is not caused by him, as the elders, he must bear some responsibility.

Seeing ink painting sitting on the bed, holding a bandage with his left hand, although his small face was white, his eyes were bright and stable, and there was really no big deal.

The President of the Dao Fathered said a few words, and asked for a moment, and asked in a low voice:

"Ink painting, what spell you use in the Dharma room ..."

He taught spells and studied spells, so he was very curious about unknown spells.

He wants to know what kind of spells do ink painting can cause such a great power to destroy a good spell puppet and harden ...

The ink painting was stunned, and his eyes were slightly bright.

After waking up, he thought about "spell fusion" when he was free.

But if you want to think about it, you don't want to understand why the two fireball techniques and the consciousness of the consciousness are so powerful.

If it wasn't for myself, I forcibly reversed the direction of spells with my consciousness, but was out of control of the spiritual power of the spell ...

I am afraid that not only the hands are injured, but my little life is dangerous ...

Ink painting is not understood.

The fusion of two fireballs is impossible, causing such a great power.

Even a little bit of waves made myself suffer such a big injury ...

This is unreasonable.

So the Dao Fa is asking him, he also has a lot of questions, and wants to ask about the elders of the Taoism.

Ink painting thought for a while, and then replied:

"I think a fireball is not powerful enough, so I want to put two fireball techniques, 'fusion' together, enhance the power, and then explode ..."

The elderly of the Dao Fa frowned, "Noise, where is such a" fusion "?"

Ink painting vulnerable: "How should that fusion?"

"You understand it wrong," the Dao Fa shook his head, "The so -called spell‘ fusion ’does not mean that the two spells, like a dough, mix together ...”

"Spell fusion, which is essentially artistic fusion."

"Moreover, it is not fusion after the casting, but before the cast is already a‘ fusion ’surgery, but it seems that it’ s like ‘fusion’ ... ”

Ink painting suddenly realized.

He remembered that when Grandpa performed "fireball" for himself, he filed the fireball in turn and woven to form spells.

In essence, it is not to integrate several fireballs.

It is itself, which is a complete, separate spell.

I practiced according to Grandpa's way, but because of the closed doors and cars, it seemed to be a little crooked ...

Although learning is crooked, it seems that the power is also very strong ...

Even strong, a little beyond your imagination ...

Why is this again?

Mo Hua blinked and looked at the elders of the eyes of the eyes.

The President of the Taoist Dharma was seen by ink painting, and he murmured in his heart.

"Elder ..." Mo Hua said, "If there is a possibility ..."

"Two 'twins' monks, like the same consciousness, the same spiritual root, the spells performed are exactly the same ..."

"Without this" twin "monk ..." Dao Dao Lao said.

"I mean if ..."

Ink painting a serious way, "... If so, what will happen to their spells, what will happen?" Will it fusion? "

Ink painting is curious.

The elders of Taoist Dharma had a headache. He was most afraid of encountering this.

They asked, and some reason.

But if you really answer it, you are very conscious.

The President of the Dao Fa rubbed his forehead and followed the idea of ​​ink painting. After thinking about it, he said slowly:

"The same is the same as the spiritual root, the spirit root, the two spells may not be exactly the same, because there is a successive time ..."

"For the monk, time is also a rule."

"The time of spells, the same as the spiritual power composition of spells, is also a kind of inherent feature, but the general monk, completely ignored this ..."

"Then the casting time is exactly the same ..." Mo -painting.

"In this case ..." Elder Taoist muttered, "That two spells are almost the same, the same is the same as the same, if they are in contact ..."

"There will be two possibilities ..."

President Taoist Presbyteria speculated according to the principles of spell:

"Either" fusion "instantly and turning into a big fireball ..."
To be continued...