Fang Hong explained: "I feel that my magic power has increased a lot these days, so I want to try it to see if I can cast the second level magic."

When Yan Chihong heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He smiled and said, "Master thought that your magic power had broken through to the magician now." Then, "But you can take a look in advance and learn about it."

He turned around and entered the study room and took out a book: "You can take this second-level magic general record. If you have any questions, please ask Lord Wang Xun at that time."

"Mr. Wang Xun?" Fang Hong was stunned.

"Mr. Wang Xun is not only a warrior, but also a magician, and the magician has a strong cultivation level." Yan Chihong said: "You don't have enough magic power now, so you must not forcefully cast level 2 magic."

Fang Hong nodded.

After sitting for a while, I made an appointment with my master to go to Taihu City tomorrow.

Tomorrow is Saturday, and the Tiannan Martial Arts Competition will be held in Taihu City.

After arguing the time, Fang Hong left Chihongwu Pavilion. When he came back, he came to the market and took his mother He Ying with him, and returned to Binhu Community.

As soon as he returned, Fang Hong got into the practice room and took out the Qingmu Art. His master said that this Qingmu Art is just a relatively common type of wood-based exercise, just like the Ice Palm. However, Fang Hong doesn't care. Anyway, when all his divine bodies are awakened, the spiritual jade will let him practice the exercises.

I think the martial arts passed down to him by Brother Yu will not be too bad, right?

Fang Hong looked through it carefully, and within a while, he finished reading the Qingmu Jue.

After confirming that the Qingmu Jue's mind method has been completely recorded and it is correct, Fang Hong came to the center of the practice room and then started the Qingmu Jue.

Suddenly, among the flowers, plants and trees in the villa, a series of wood-type aura floated out.

At the beginning, there were flowers, plants and trees in the villa, and then the surrounding villa.

These wood-type spiritual energy turned into a long blue river, gathered around his body, and then continued to flow along the meridians in his body.

Just like before practicing the vast ocean, the Qingmu Art soon reached the first level.

Originally, Fang Hong was worried that practicing the Qingmu Art would cause discomfort, but now, there was no discomfort, so he felt relieved.

After the internal force flowed through the first meridians for a week, Fang Hong began to impact the second barrier, with almost no blockage, and he broke through to the second level!

Then, the third floor, the fourth floor...

Unhindered all the way, it hit the ninth floor!

When Qingmu Jue practiced to the ninth level without any obstacles, Fang Hong felt strange in his heart.

Last week, he practiced Dahai Wuliang to the seventh level, less than four hours in the past, which was incredible, but now, he has practiced the Qingmu Art to the ninth level, which is also less than four hours!

The difference between the seventh and nineth floors is huge.

Could it be that I have passed the third time to cleanse my muscles and marrow, my meridians in my body widened, and my spiritual energy was swallowed faster, so the time I practiced Qingmu Jue to the ninth level was greatly shortened?

But no matter what, this is a good thing.

He used the Qingmu Art again, and after confirming that there was no mistake, he tried to cover the Qingmu Spiritual Aura on his skin. Suddenly, his body surface was as if it was covered with green bark. In the blink of an eye, he turned into a tree man!

This is the power of wood-based martial arts. It can make the whole body as tough as a tree, and can improve defense when facing the enemy.

Fang Hong tried for a while before he removed the Qingmu spiritual energy, the green bark all over his body disappeared, and returned to normal.

It was noon at this time.

During lunch, his mother He Ying asked, "Recently, have you not contacted Miss Chen Ke?"

His father Fang Guo also looked at him.

"That, there is connection." Fang Hong said whispered.

In fact, I contacted it once.

When Chen Ke heard that he had entered Bohai, he called him.

"Or what if you wait a few days later, you will ask someone to come to our house for a meal?" He Ying said again.

Fang Hong was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Mom, why are you asking someone to come here for dinner for no reason?"

"What's wrong? Can't she come here to have a meal if she's fine?" He Ying said angrily.

Fang Hong had no choice but to say, "Mom, I'm not in Tiannan Province, so you can ask me to come over from other provinces and cities to have a meal. Isn't that right?"

The key is, how can anyone make an appointment with Chen Ke?

"It's not that she's coming here for a meal." He Ying said, "Just ask her when she will come to Tiannan Province next time and let her come back." Then, "You have her phone number, give me the phone number and I'll call her."

When his mother said she wanted to call Chen Ke himself, Fang Hong was so scared that she quickly said, "Mom, I'd better call him." If she asked her mother to call him, she might even say something.

At He Ying's request, Fang Hong had to pick up his cell phone and call Chen Ke, telling him the intention of his mother He Ying asking her to come for dinner.

There was a silence on the other end of the phone.

"If it's inconvenient for you, it's okay." Fang Hong said quickly.

"Okay, after a few days, Uncle Mo Heng and I will go to Chuzhou City together." Suddenly, Chen Ke spoke.

Until Chen Ke hung up the phone, Fang Hong was still stunned. In a few days, Chen Ke would come to Chuzhou with Mo Heng?

Chen Ke, did you agree?

In his eyes, Chen Ke couldn't help but see his curves and particularly bright eyes when he became ridiculous.

"How is it?" He Ying couldn't help asking when she saw Fang Hong holding her cell phone in a daze.

Fang Hong had no choice but to nod.

With his mother's joy, Fang Hong returned to the practice room. Although he had his own room, there was a bed in the practice room, so he basically stayed in the practice room now.

In the practice room, he read the mythological books for a while, and then took out the second-level magic general record.

He opened the first page, and the first page introduced the second-level magic, fireball technique! A fire-type magic.

The book not only introduces how to use magic power to perform fireball techniques, but also introduces the attack methods and power of fireball techniques.

After reading it carefully, Fang Hong closed the book and recalled it. Suddenly, he stretched out his palm and saw a fireball appear on his palm.

The fireball was not big, only the size of an egg. Fang Hong's mind was gushing out wildly, and the fire-type magic power surged into the fireball. Suddenly, the fireball grew a big circle, and in the blink of an eye, it was the size of a fist.

Looking at the fireball, Fang Hong's heart moved and used his mental power to compress the fireball. The fireball was originally red, but as Fang Hong's mental power compressed, it finally turned red and gold.

Fang Hong waved his palm, and suddenly, the fireball was under his control and moved around his body, and the speed became faster and faster. In the end, he could only see a red golden light.

Fang Hong waved the wooden stakes in the practice room, and the fireball instantly penetrated the wooden stakes, and a hole the size of a fist appeared on the wooden stake with a diameter of 20 cm!

When he came to the wooden stake, Fang Hong looked at the big hole and couldn't help but wonder, is the second-level magic so powerful? It is clearly stated in the book, it seems that it is not so powerful, right?
Chapter completed!