C78 Half a Day of Training

On the small platform behind the 170th floor of the Heavenly Tower, Mingsi was sitting not far from the entrance, meditating quietly.

At this time, he had already put on the Heavenly Silkworm Ice Spirit Skin, and his appearance had changed greatly. The sleeve on his left arm was no longer empty, but full. Upon closer inspection, an arm made of wood was hidden in his sleeve.

With such a disguise, no one could recognize Mingsi.

As for Mingsi, he only needed to be wary of the black clothed man. Actually, he did not quite understand Wind Spirit's arrangement that day. Why did he not directly eliminate such a ferocious person and allow him to continue doing whatever he wanted in the Heavenly Tower?

"The girl just now upstairs said that the black clothed student that senior brother met is most likely that damn black clothed man. Mingsi looked at the entrance to the space. His eyes were filled with anticipation and a rich guilt.

On this day, Mingsi sat from morning to afternoon. During this period of time, the people from Southern Pearl did not appear. Mingsi did not stay idle either. He had been quietly practicing the spell that he had recently mastered.

At this moment, Mingsi's right hand was holding a light blue illusionary lotus. Beside the lotus, waves of wind slowly spread out. The lotus had three petals, and as they spun, they formed a small vortex.

"After the explosive wind lotus has condensed three petals, it can actually transform into the Wind Spirit. " This vortex was a spiritual image formed by the wind. Although it was illusory, the power contained within it far surpassed what it had before.

Mingsi had been familiarizing himself with this magical technique for the past few days. Even though he had achieved some success today, he was not complacent because the four-petal wind lotus that Tian Keke used during the competition of the Spiritual Academy was much stronger than him. That was his goal.

Besides this explosive wind lotus, Mingsi was also secretly waving the Wind's Death. He kept compressing the wind that he had condensed. Soon after, he waved it in a very obscure manner. Every time he swung it, he would split apart a small stone on the ground.

"I have a feeling that this Wind Death does not cultivate wind power purely for strength. Sometimes a hurricane is not as sharp as a fine wind. " Mingsi gradually came to a realization, "As expected of a middle-grade spiritual spell, it is indeed magical. "

" Speaking of mystical, there is nothing more amazing than the Wind Separating Technique! " Mingsi's eyes lit up, and he began to circulate another cultivation technique, which was the Wind Separating Technique that he had just obtained.

Mingsi stretched out his palm toward the ground and shouted in a low voice. As he placed his palm on the ground, the sand on a small area on the ground started to roll around in a circle. Then, Mingsi clenched his fist hard, and the sand that rolled out seemed to be pushed by an invisible hand, and suddenly gathered together.

"Power of wind, Qi pressure!" Mingsi seemed to have realized something and lowered his head to think.

Spiritual techniques were not difficult to cultivate. These kinds of spiritual techniques were at the lowest level in the world of cultivation. They were only the foundation for cultivators to cultivate spiritual techniques, or rather, the transition. Familiarized with the quantity and quality of spiritual energy, one could create spiritual techniques of the corresponding strength. This was the Spirit Realm, a period where spiritual energy was the foundation for cultivating spiritual energy.

The current Mingsi was still at the Early Qi Spirit Stage. Ever since he broke through that day, he no longer had the time to focus on improving his cultivation. One of the reasons was that the requirement for cultivation base in the Heavenly Tower was not high, so there was no need for him to be in a hurry to cultivate. On the other hand, the reason was that he had a special understanding of strength.

Mingsi believed that cultivation could be slowly cultivated, and magic techniques needed to be improved as soon as possible. Because in the same realm, it was a competition of who had better magic skills. Sometimes, superb spirit techniques could even make up for some of the deficiencies in cultivation.

The source of all these thoughts. . . In the end, it was all because of the great competition in the Spirit Academy. The great competition between the middle and high level students had left a deep impression on Mingsi, and its influence had also gradually appeared during the days that Mingsi had been cultivating.

Besides magic, there was another thing that Mingsi regarded as his final trump card! It was the Spirit Gathering Shield that he had spent a large sum of money to buy not long ago.

This shield, which Ye Qingyun had previously said was of little value, had now been recognized by Mingsi as the most useful item on his body.

Why do you think so?

Mingsi gradually realized that the reason why this shield was not very effective in other people's eyes was because it was too slow to condense a spiritual energy shield. Moreover, the spiritual energy it condensed was too little, so the final defense was too weak, and it was not practical in a battle.

However, these flaws were useless in Mingsi's eyes!

Mingsi understood psychic powers. He could easily merge his own spiritual energy into the spiritual energy in the air and drive more spiritual energy. Because of this, Mingsi's control of the spiritual energy was much more flexible than usual. With this unique advantage, Mingsi could use this shield to its fullest potential.

The speed at which he condensed the spiritual energy shield was very fast, and the strength of the shield was also very high. With the support of these two points, Mingsi held this shield in his hand. It could be said that no one in the same level could pose a threat to him from the front.

Of course, other than some students with strong techniques or superb skills. After all, no matter how great Mingsi's spiritual advantage was, he was just a young man who had just entered the cultivation world.

In less than half a day, Mingsi made full use of this free time to sort out his current condition. He only felt a little tired, his head was a little swollen, and his heart was a little muddled. After a few days of training, he had learned a lot, but there was also a limit to his endurance.

"The Heavenly Tower Trial is not simple. To be able to come this time, it can be said to be a great fortune!" When Mingsi was training in the sky, he had thought that the Grand Meeting was just an ordinary competition. However, after he participated in it, he realized that the things involved in the Grand Meeting were too vast and huge.

Back then, the elders of the academy had told him that the purpose of this meeting was only to train students. However, Mingsi had a vague feeling that something was wrong with this Heavenly Tower Conference.

"Can I walk to the end of such an assembly? Mingsi was deep in thought. Ever since he started to practice, he had come into contact with more things. He had gradually learned to think, even though it was pointless to think about it often.

Half a day passed in Mingsi's cultivation and contemplation. At dusk, Mingsi saw a student dressed in blue and white academy uniform walk out from the exit of the space.

This blue and white academy uniform was the uniform of the Southern Pearl Courtyard. Mingsi noticed it the moment that person walked out. However, he did not get up immediately and continued to wait.

After another two hours, nearly ten Southern Pearl students had gathered at the exit of the spatial zone. When Mingsi saw the two tall and straight figures, he stood up and dusted off the dust before slowly walking towards them.

Mingsi looked at the group of Southern Pearl students and approached them step by step. When he walked past Guu Yulou, Guu Yulou seemed to have sensed something and glanced at Mingsi out of the corner of his eye.

Mingsi did not stop. He quietly threw a piece of paper in front of Guu Yulou. He waved his hand under his sleeve and a small wind appeared. He caught the paper and slowly floated in the air.

After doing this, Mingsi quickly left. He glanced around from the corner of his eye. Although this was not the entrance to the space and there were not many students, he was still a little nervous. "No one should have noticed. . . "

Guu Yulou noticed all of Mingsi's actions just now. When he saw the wind scroll being condensed, he was slightly startled because the aura within the wind scroll was extremely familiar.

At this moment, Guu Yulou was holding the piece of paper in his hand and was silent.

"Who is that person?" Ye Qingyun walked over and asked.

Guu Yulou seemed to have thought of something and passed the note to Ye Qingyun.

Ye Qingyun opened the note, then suddenly raised his head and looked at Guu Yulou. Both of their eyes were filled with surprise and bewilderment.