"The next thing is the most difficult part of becoming a spellcaster. Use elements to generate magic seeds in your body. Many people with high element affinity have no chance of getting a spellcaster because they cannot generate magic seeds."

"I'll give you a week. If you can't successfully generate magic seeds in your physical fitness, I will use my magic to generate a seed in your body. But everyone's magic properties are different. You are of natural animal attributes, and I am of natural plant attributes.

If I do this, your magic future will be ruined. You can only learn what I know, and you can't even learn anything, and your achievements are limited. So I still hope that you can generate magic seeds by yourself." Old Man Mu looked at Han Feng seriously.

Old Man Mu pointed to the entire forest in front of him, "Use your mental power to feel the power of life. This is what you will do in the next week. Don't let me down." After that, Old Man Mu's figure disappeared into the forest.

The early morning in the forest seemed particularly deserted, with only a few slight sounds of insects, and occasionally a few birds were screaming, and a thin mist spread in the forest. A figure sat under a tree.

Today is the sixth day after the cold wind left the city and arrived at this deserted primeval forest.

The cold wind sat quietly under the tree, guiding natural elements into the body and allowing them to generate magic seeds in the body, but they always fail.

The cold wind was able to sense the surrounding elements early the next morning.

When the cold wind feels the elements, the whole world is different. It is surrounded by colorful small particles of different colors. These small particles are everywhere, some of which are more or less, moving constantly. I think these small particles are elements of each system.

However, many colored particles avoid the cold wind far away, such as red fire elements and black dark elements.

But there are also many elements that keep spinning around the cold wind, blue water elements, green natural elements, and gray space elements that either do not move or move very far away.

When Han Feng first started, he used his mental power to guide all elements close to him into his body, but the reactions of each element were different. As soon as his mental power approached the gray space element, he flashed far away in an instant.

The green natural elements did not react so much. As soon as they entered the body, they were bustling with scattered scattered before they even approached the cyclone.

The blue water-based elements were very combined and entered the cyclone of the cold wind at once, but they could not condense and could not generate magic seeds. Even if they generated magic seeds in the water-based system, they were not the effect that Old Man Mu wanted.

After trying for a long time, Hanfeng simply ignored the water and space elements, and used his mental power to induce natural elements every day. He did not rest for a while until he was dizzy and then continued.

Hanfeng is like a human trafficker at this time, constantly using his mental power, gently pulling up the hands of several natural elements, and slowly moving towards the cyclone. However, every time he walks halfway, these smart children will run away by themselves. Hanfeng has to repeat it all the time.

"The 483rd failed!" Han Feng shook his dizzy head in annoyance. Now Han Feng can successfully abduct these natural elements into his cyclone, but he just cannot condense into seeds of magic.

Han Feng suddenly lay down on the ground, his eyes empty and he was dazed, "What should I do?"

On the big tree above the cold wind, a flying insect was stuck on a big spider web. The flying insects kept struggling, but they could not break free from the constraints of the spider web. The vibration of the spider web attracted the jungle spider who was taking a nap on the tree. The jungle spider rushed over quickly and began to spit silk on the flying insects, tied them up tightly. In the end, the flying insect completely turned into a cocoon and was dragged into the hole of the tree by the jungle spider.

"Yes! So soft, it's hard!" Han Feng's eyes lit up, he jumped up suddenly, and he slapped his head suddenly.

Han Feng calmed down, took a deep breath, and slowly changed his mental power, changing his mental power into a small net, covering the place where the natural elements are most dense.

There were a lot of natural elements in the net at once, and there were several other elements. Han Feng could not remove other elements. Regardless of all the elements in the net, he pulled all the elements in the net into the cyclone.

All elements in the spiritual net immediately rioted and violently collided around. The cold wind's spiritual net was dispersed without being hit a few times.

"Hey, No. 484 failed." Han Feng opened his eyes and suddenly realized that his mental power seemed to consume more and faster than usual. Han Feng thought about it carefully, "It seems that controlling the changes in mental power will consume more mental power."

First, the more subtle the control changes in mental power, the greater the consumption; secondly, the more other elements mixed, the more intense the elements in the spiritual network react, and the more natural elements in the spiritual network, the worse the spiritual network bears.

When Han Feng thought of this, he slowly fell into sleep. Sleep was the fastest way to restore his mental power.

Under the shadow of a big tree not far away, Old Man Mu smiled with satisfaction and lost his figure.

After Han Feng rested for two or three hours, Han Feng slowly woke up, shook his head, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began to implement his own new method to capture the elements of nature.

The cold wind first controls one or two natural elements in the spiritual network, drags it back to the cyclone, then divides part of the mental power to capture several natural elements, drags it back to the cyclone, and after repeated more than a dozen times, more than a dozen spiritual networks with only one or two natural elements appear in the cold wind's cyclone.

Until Han Feng felt that his mental power could no longer be divided into a spiritual network, he began to merge in pairs. Although there were more natural elements in the spiritual network, the spiritual network also became thicker. Until all the spiritual networks were merged together, the spiritual network was not broken.

The cold wind breathed a sigh of relief and began to slowly tighten the spiritual network. As the space in the spiritual network became smaller and smaller, the natural elements' reactions became more and more intense.

The cold wind gritted his teeth, focused all his attention, and desperately shrank his spiritual network. Slowly, the cold wind felt that the struggles of the natural elements became smaller and smaller, and it was gradually beginning to show signs of fusion.

As time goes by, Han Feng feels that the spiritual network is becoming more and more difficult to shrink, but at this time the magic seeds are obviously not yet formed.

Han Feng was a little anxious, his mental power was consumed so quickly, and his head began to feel dizzy. Han Feng frowned, made a cruel decision, and tried his best to squeeze. He clenched his fist and squeezed all his mental power down towards the natural elements.

With a "boom", the cyclone of Hanfeng suddenly expanded, as if it had become slightly bigger, and the eyes turned black and fell backwards. Hanfeng felt the green round-edged magic seed in the cyclone, and his final thought was, "Grandpa, I didn't disappoint you."

Old Man Mu suddenly appeared, holding on to the cold wind that was about to fall to the ground, feeling the cyclone of the cold wind, slightly raised the corner of his mouth, raised the cold wind on his back, and stepped onto a big tree, and disappeared after a few flashes.

When Hanfeng woke up, he found himself lying in the small wooden house arranged by Old Man Mu for himself. Hanfeng rubbed his forehead and sat up from the bed. Through the window, the old man was still sitting under the tree, with a focused look on his face.

"Come with me, pick two daggers that you think are with your hands, first practice the flexibility of your left hand and the tacit understanding of your weapon. Your right hand will be nourished with natural magic and will recover quickly." Old Man Mu stood up and returned to his wooden house.

This was the first time Han Feng walked into the old man's wooden house. The layout of the wooden house was very simple, with a bed, a small wooden table, and a shelf filled with various carvings. Most of the carvings on the shelves were some kind of creatures, all of which looked like they were alive, with their movements and lifelike shapes. Only a very small number were statues of other objects.

Since Han Feng had seeds of natural elements in his body, Han Feng's perception has been no longer the same as before. Han Feng seemed to vaguely feel that these statues still have some vitality, not like dead objects.

Old Man Mu looked at the statues in confusion when he saw Han Feng, but without explaining it, he turned one of the small wood carvings that looked like a dagger, and opened a downward stone door in the corner next to the shelf. There was no way to see that there could be a passage here.

"Okay, don't look at it anymore. These things will be one of the things you want to learn in the future. Go down." A green flame suddenly ignited in Old Man Mu's hand, which looked very strange, and he took the lead in stepping down the steps.

"These are all collections I obtained when I was young. The quality is pretty good. Let's find some easy things." Old Man Mu waved his hand and threw the green flames to the top of the cave. Some light immediately appeared in the cave. In the dim basement, many weapons and armor were displayed.

Some were scattered on the ground, some were lined up on the racks, with some dust falling. The cold wind swept around and saw a dagger scattered on the ground at a glance.

Except for the handle with a slight blue color, the rest of the dagger is all gray. I don’t know what kind of metal is made of. One side of the dagger has serrated teeth and the other side is a blade with a concave curve. The dagger is about six or seven inches long, and the handle is wrapped with animal leather with scales.

Han Feng walked over, bent down, and picked up the dagger on the ground with his left hand. A trace of coolness was transmitted from Han Feng's hand to Han Feng's mind. Han Feng's originally a little confused head suddenly became clear.

Han Feng weighed it and felt that the weight was just right, so he put away the dagger and searched around again. Han Feng ignored the armor and long-handled weapon, and he couldn't use it now.

Hanfeng searched for a long time before finding another suitable dagger. This dagger is quite unique. When Hanfeng found it, he inserted it on the ground, leaving only one knife hilt above the ground. Hanfeng pulled him out for a moment of curiosity.

Hanfeng felt it was very comfortable to hold in his hands at first, but he couldn't find a more convenient one, so he chose it.

Although this dagger body seems ordinary, there is another protruding arc invisible to the naked eye on the tip of the knife. The angle of the arc is quite large, like a barb. If it weren't for the earth being pulled out, the cold wind wouldn't have discovered it.

"I have a good eye. The dagger on your right hand was scratched. At that time, I was young and energetic. If I didn't check for a moment, I would be humiliated by my opponent.

Finally, this dagger came to my hands. I wanted to use this material to create a completely invisible dagger for myself, but I found many famous forefactors to ask, but no one knew what material he made. Such things fell into the hands of masters and were a terrifying weapon.

Fortunately, over the years, I have never encountered a weapon of the same characteristics again. However, even if I can't see it at my current realm, I can feel that there is actually a part of it. As the name is, it is called the Reverse Blade." Old Man Mu recalled carefully, as if he was a little regretful that he had not found the same material.

"The dagger in your left hand is called "Ice Touch". It is a rare weapon with spiritual magic attached to it. It can withstand ordinary mental attacks. What kind of charm and hallucinations are useful.

The whole body is made of ice essence iron. The leather on the handle is the reverse scale of the ice sub-dragon beast. Any wound caused by the "ice touch" will not bleed, but will only be frozen, and the parts around the wound will become as fragile as thin ice."

Speaking of this, Old Man Mu paused, "By the way, I remember that you should have a high affinity for water-based elements, and it is ice-based. If you use the ice-based Dou Qi to instill the 'ice touch', the effect will be better. If you have the chance, you will form magic seeds in your body as soon as possible. The sooner the magic seeds are generated in your body, the better."
Chapter completed!