Chapter 1311 Enchanter (5)

Shen Yanxiao only had five days to learn enchanting, during these five days, Liang Qiu spent all the time teaching Shen Yanxiao.

Elder Yue and the others had a tacit understanding and did not disturb Shen Yanxiao's study.

Shen Yanxiao had some misunderstandings about enchanting before. What she learned about enchanting was based on the identity of a human being, and writing inscriptions would consume a lot of mana.

But now that she is an elf, the situation is completely different.

Humans rely on magic to write inscriptions, while elves rely on the source of life.

The capacity of the source of life is much larger than that of magic, and its consumption is much smaller.

Enchanting was invented by elves. Although humans can also learn to use it, they are far less handy than elves.

The first thing Liang Qiu taught Shen Yanxiao was how to instill the power of the source of life into the inscription.

This is an idea that controls the source of life, pours it on the quill, and writes it down carefully with the magic potion.

The weight of the pen is related to the accuracy of the magic words, and this speed is not controlled by the strength of the hand, but by the input of the source of life.

Turn the huge source of life into a thin force, and slowly soak it into the quill pen, the light part makes the writing shallow, and the heavy part ink dyes.

This is really a test of care and patience.

Anyway, on Shen Yanxiao's first day, he spent a whole day and failed to write down any complete magic words.

A lot of magic potions were wasted.

Seeing the magic potion that is hard to find in Guangming Continent being squandered by him, Shen Yanxiao's heart was bleeding.

Looking at Shen Yanxiao's expression of wanting to cry but not tears, Liang Qiu was very puzzled.

"What's the matter? But tired? How about taking a break?" Shen Yanxiao's diligent appearance made Liang Qiu's heart ache. Except for meal time, she sat at the desk and wrote over and over again. Stiff and not relaxed.

Shen Yanxiao pursed her lips, looked at Liang Qiu, and said bitterly: "Grandpa Liang Qiu, I wasted a lot of magic potions."

When Liang Qiu heard it, he burst out laughing.

"What am I supposed to do, isn't it just magic potions? Waste is waste, and it's not a good thing. Let alone you, even I have failures in writing. Waste is inevitable." Seeing her With a pitiful look, he thought something had happened.

The emotional little guy is feeling sorry for the magic potion!

What a childish heart.

"This potion is very expensive." Shen Yanxiao looked at the scrolls piled up beside her that had been scrapped by her, and really wanted to take off all the ink marks on them.

Liang Qiu smiled and said, "It's not expensive."

"Really? Don't lie to me..." Shen Yanxiao didn't quite believe that the magic potion, which you can't even see in the Bright Continent, would be as cheap as cabbage.

Liang Qiu said: "Why are you lying to me? This potion doesn't cost money, just pick one of the fruits from the magic gold tree in our backyard."

"Ah?" Shen Yanxiao was a little dumbfounded.

Liang Qiu looked at Shen Yanxiao's curious baby, and patiently explained: "This magic potion is made by squeezing the juice from the fruit of the magic gold tree, and then blending it with the sap of the magic gold tree. Spend money? Don't worry, the magic gold tree is not a rare plant. You can find a large piece of it in any forest. It doesn't cost money, it's just a waste of time, otherwise wouldn't the enchanter be poor? ?”

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