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Volume 1 The Belonging of the Heart Chapter 37 The Rhythm of the Wind

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    It was another windy night, and Pascal Castle was unexpectedly brightly lit, illuminating the dark night sky.  There were no banquets held in the castle, and no soldiers drilled.  In the open space in the center of the huge castle, countless magic balls radiated white light, just for the training of the sixth prince.

    This matter started five hours ago.  When Yao Tian heard that Chang Tian wanted to leave Shuangcheng and venture into the outside world, he objected with a shocked expression.  In fact, there is only one reason for Yao Tian's objection: Chang Tian has almost no magic skills.  Taking into account Changtian's temperament, Yao Tian knew that he could not stop him, so he had to issue an order for him to learn magic.

    Bert sat listlessly on the floor and couldn't help shivering. He kept rubbing his shoulders with his hands to keep warm. He also complained: "What the hell kind of weather is this? The temperature is okay during the day, but why is it so cold at night?"  Intrusion? It seems that I am old!"

    Changtian relied on his memory to repeatedly activate the magic he had used. Except for the wind flying technique, he could not activate any other magic at all.  From this point of view, Caesar really had good intentions.

    "Burt, don't stay still! I need your help!"

    "That's right! Sixth Prince, you don't have to leave in such a hurry, stay for a little longer! I will slowly teach you a lot of wind magic." Bert seems very casual on the surface, but what is going on in his mind  The plan is to stay here for a long time.

    Suddenly an irregular wind swirled down, swooping down to the ground and stirring up dazzling dust.  Within a few seconds, another small horizontal wave of wind rushed towards him like a wolf and tiger, almost knocking Burt down.

    Fortunately, Changtian supported him, squinted his eyes and said, "Are you okay?"

    Bert flicked his clothes and steadied his steps, stroking his white beard and said thoughtfully, "Why is the rhythm of the wind so strong? The convection of the air seems to be unusual. Is it possible that there is a tornado? It may also be a super large hurricane  ¡­¡±

    "The rhythm of the wind?"

    "Huh? Sixth Prince, what's wrong?"

    "What is the rhythm of the wind?"

    "I almost forgot. You don't know this term yet. The so-called rhythm of the wind refers to the energy flow of the wind. It can reflect the strength of the wind and the amount of energy. Generally speaking, the rhythm of the wind is everywhere. For example  With wind magic, the rhythm of the wind is much more obvious than the convection of the air."

    Bert was a little tired and couldn't help but yawn when talking.  However, the energetic Changtian had no intention of resting. Instead, he asked Bert to teach him some secrets of controlling wind magic.

    time flies!  The moon hangs high in the night sky, obviously there are a few things you need to pay attention to when using wind magic late at night.  Bert explained everything in detail. The worst thing was that the slower he spoke, the slower he spoke and his whole body became more lethargic, as if he might be blown over by the wind at any time while standing there.

    "I can't do it anymore! Spare me this old bone!" Bert carried out the space transfer very cunningly.

    Swish swish

    The lights in the open space in the center of the castle went out almost at the same time.  It didn't take much thinking to figure out that it was Bert's fault.  He could delay it as long as he could, there was no other way.

    In the dark surroundings, you can¡¯t even see your fingers.  Only a few sparse stars were flickering dimly, and the crescent moon was wrapped around the gray clouds, like a shy fairy in the slightly bright sky.  The floating clouds are like gentle flowing water, moving with the evening breeze.

    Changtian suddenly felt a little lonely. He looked up at the sky and couldn't help but think of his past.

    in the dark.  A figure is slowly approaching.

    "Guess who I am?" This is a pair of slender and soft hands with a hint of warmth.

    "Stop making trouble! Ling'er! It's so late. You're still wandering around here." Changtian gently removed her hand, turned around and smiled kindly like a dear friend.

    Ling'er didn't answer immediately.  She had been watching from a short distance. If Bert hadn't left, she might not have had the chance to be alone with Chang Tian in such a late night!  Such a wonderful feeling left her speechless, unable to describe what she was feeling.

    Changtian suggested: "Ling'er, can you train with me for a while?"

    Ling'er was flattered and stammered: "Ican I really do it? I don't know much about wind magic, and I haven't taught anyone"

    "I know. I want to increase the speed of the Wind Flying Technique, and I need you to use the black boots to help me train, isn't it okay?" Changtian was full of energy, not a trace of tiredness, and couldn't sleep even if he wanted to, so he just moved around  one time.

    "Okay! How could it not be possible! I must help Sixth Brother." As he said that, Ling'er's face turned red.

    In the dark night, one white and one red flash of light is moving quickly.  The white moving light and shadow is Changtian, and the pink moving light and shadow is Ling'er. They are chasing each other.

    Ling'er, who is hormonally excited, will inevitably lose control. She is extremely fast and will soon be far away.Shake off.  This creates a sharp contrast.

    Changtian sighed in surprise: "I didn't expect the black boots to be so fast, even the wind flying technique can't be compared. I can't even catch up with your speed. It seems that it needs to be improved."

    Ling'er shook his head and said shyly: "Sorry, I accidentally used the fastest speed. Let's try it again! There is a lot of room for improvement in the speed of wind flying. It is said that some people can master wind flying faster than the speed of sound.  . I believe Sixth Brother can do it too."

    "Okay! Then let's do it a few more times, please." Changtian's body was full of strength, and he couldn't wait to use it right away.

    "Yeah!" Ling'er adjusted her pace and slowed down.

    The light and shadow of the cherry blossoms are flying in the wind in the dark night sky, which is the reflection of Ling'er's mood.  The black boots are a very special magical equipment. They can flash with different subtle changes and light according to the mood of the holder. Generally speaking, it is difficult to detect.

    Because the magic power overflows from the body, Changtian is like a glowing firefly in the dark. It doesn't light up but his moving figure can be seen.  After many times of full acceleration, Changtian seemed to have increased his speed, but it was still not comparable to the fastest speed of the black boots. Therefore, the increase in speed did not happen overnight. It took a long period of training and accumulation of experience to achieve a breakthrough.  .

    This is the difference between using magic to increase speed and using magic equipment to increase speed. "The former takes a lot of time, while the latter does not require much time. However, relatively speaking, the former can allow the warrior to gain greater benefits than the latter.  The development space can stimulate more inner potential, and the benefits are self-evident.

    The training lasted about an hour.

    Ling'er was panting and spoke out the words she was holding in her heart: "Brother Six, I heard that you are leaving here. I also want to see the outside world. Can I go with you?"

    Chang Tian couldn¡¯t help but yawn, probably because of the rapid consumption of his physical strength.  He stretched, pursed his lips and smiled: "As long as you don't mind, of course there is no problem."

    "real?"

    "It's true! Go back and rest! See you tomorrow!"

    "Well! See you tomorrow!"

    Looking at Changtian¡¯s back disappearing into the night, Ling¡¯er burst out laughing, her face filled with sweetness.  Tonight will be a night of sweet dreams.  (To be continued

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