OBS Chapter 418
Chapter 418
With that said, he turned around and was about to leave, but saw the girl chasing after him, saying anxiously: "Hey! You haven't taught me magic yet!!"
Gro stopped and turned around: "You still want to learn magic? When you become familiar with those wood-carved bows and arrows, I will consider teaching you."
The girl curled her lips and said gloomily: "I don't want to learn such stupid magic."
She muttered: "I still prefer magic potions!"
"Huh?" Grotto raised his eyebrows: "Then why do you know magic?"
"I..." The girl said "813" and finally said: "I know how to do it anyway! If you don't believe it, let's make a bet?"
Gro shook his head, waved his hand and said: "Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you, I'm going to find Uncle Nelson.
"Hey...!"
The girl was about to catch up, but was stopped by the male cultivator.
The male cultivator said solemnly: "You'd better not go causing trouble. Gro has been very tired these days. Let him rest... Also, don't enter the village casually during this period. Don't go outside the village." There are many demonized creatures over there.
The male cultivator pointed to the deep, dark stream in the distance with its water glowing with cold light.
The girl suddenly turned pale with fright, "Ahhhhhhh~~ I want to go home... Wow!!!"
Night gradually fell, and Gro was standing in the village hall.
This is the stone table and chair carved by Arirang out of tree branches.
Arirang was studying a plant dug up from the mountain today. He seemed to be observing the rhizome structure of the plant... This should be a herbal medicine.
Arirang is trying to cut off the roots of the plant and transplant it.
Gro leaned against the wall, bored, looked at it for a long time, and then said: "You can't do this."
Arirang stopped what he was doing and looked up at Gro.
Gro picked up a wooden board placed on the table next to him, and then knocked it on the ground hard, only to hear a clicking sound.
Sawdust scattered.
Arirang stared dumbfounded at the board in Gro's hand.
"How did you do this?" Arirang asked in surprise, "It's amazing!"
"It's called 'knocking.'" Groh shrugged.
He dropped the wooden board from his palm and continued to look at the flower in Arirang's hand.
"Can you really make a magic circle?"
Grotto nodded at this time, "But this requires special materials, which cannot be made now.
"That's right." Arirang nodded, "Look, does this pattern look like a circular magic circle?"
"It's indeed quite similar." Gro looked carefully at this moment, and suddenly found that there seemed to be some similar textures around the pattern drawn by Arirang.
He thought of something, and then took out his wooden sculpture, "Ali, can you restore this magic circle?"
"Recovery?" Arirang was stunned [looking at the wooden sculpture handed over by Gro.
This wooden sculpture was carved by Arirang himself. Although it is rough, it is full of power...especially the wings on its back, which are made of tree bark.0
It has strong limbs and a hard body... It seems to have some kind of divinity.
"Um, do you really want me to recover?" Arirang looked at Gero seriously.
"Yeah, hurry up, hurry up."
After Arirang hesitated for a moment, he gritted his teeth and began to use his wand to slowly outline the pattern.
Gro looked at Arirang, and his heart was beating violently at this moment, because he vaguely guessed the importance of this matter... The restoration of this pattern most likely represents an extraordinary power.
Arilang shouted low at this time, and then his fingers began to fiddle with the wood fragments quickly. Finally, a ring shining with light blue light appeared on his hand...Gero remembered it clearly. , the ring on Arirang’s finger is the one he gave as a gift, “That’s it, right!”
"That's right." Arirang put the 5.5 ring into his pocket, "Let's go!"
Gro nodded, followed Arirang out of the house, and walked out of the valley...
Along the way, Arilang seemed inexplicably excited, while Gro was thoughtful and occasionally asked some questions about Ableke Village.
He is not worried about Alilang's safety... After all, they are strong enough.
The night mountain breeze slapped their cheeks with a moist breath. .