.Chapter 700 Three cannons

Although everyone was very surprised yesterday, all the witches were still very strange sitting here today. I wonder what Robben, who was suddenly promoted to chief instructor, was going to hand over to himself what the witches who have been a warrior for many years and have worked in this training camp for many years.

Robben did not occupy the training ground this time. At the end of the entire vertical building of the training camp, there was a forest. This forest was already the edge of the town. Few people came here. Robben found an open space and opened a lecture hall.

"From now on, you must forget what you have learned before, take out your mentality when you were training in the training camp to treat my explanation, and don't compare it with the magic you have learned before, because it makes no sense, these two magics are different."

Robben's first words caused a lot of commotion to the witches...

"Okay, it's quiet now. Let's start today's teaching. First of all, what we want to talk about is the concept of the most essential mental power..."

Robben talked endlessly. The witch below was quite serious at the beginning, but after a while, he couldn't help feeling bored because he knew all these things and had already learned them completely during training camp, and there was no novelty at all.

Some witches began to feel drowsy.

Camuette and Lar were here, and there was a strange look in their eyes, as if... Robben shouldn't have talked about these things.

The half-day course ended soon, and the witches opened their sleepy eyes and left.

When Lar left, Camuette approached Robben: "Robben, I want to know why?"

Robben, who was packing up his things, was stunned: "What's the reason?"

"Why don't you talk about your understanding of spiritual magic, but instead show what we have learned before? We all know what you are talking about today, and we have all learned seriously. Every witch here has learned very seriously."

Robben just smiled: "Maybe, but I think it's necessary for you to start over. I said I hope they forget the magic they had learned before, but it seems that not many witches remembered my words. After all, they have used this magic for hundreds of years, and this magic has been deeply rooted in your witches over countless years. It's hard to say that if you forget it, I just hope that you will try your best to do it."

Camut wondered: "What does this mean?"

"For these witch warriors, they can learn as much as they can. I just hope they can know what my magic looks like. As for how much they can practice, I cannot guarantee that I will end this professor soon. Then, my main teaching target will be the witches trained here, especially those who have not yet learned spiritual magic."

Camut's expression changed slightly: "Robben, why do I feel? You seem to be saying that we witches who are already adults and have certain strength don't have much hope to learn your magic."

"You are really sensitive..." Robben couldn't help but smile: "Yes, my spiritual magic is not much different from the spiritual magic you usually practice. Most of the places are similar or the same, but the difference is relatively subtle. These differences will have a lot of impact on the spiritual magic you will learn later. Although each aspect is only a little bit, it is a very critical point. It can be said that these are two kinds of spiritual magic. You have now cultivated the original spiritual magic to a higher level. It is not easy to go back and start over."

Robben has a good impression of Camut because she has a deep affection for Nalan, which is very rare. Robben couldn't help but say something more: "Camute, here, as a friend, I advise you to remember my way of practicing spiritual magic and practice well. Although it may take another difficult time, the rewards... are beyond your imagination."

Camut was very surprised and silently watched Roben pulling Nalan away, muttering to himself: "Where did this guy learn these magic from?"

"Master, I want to eat dumplings today." As he walked towards the hospital, Xiao Nalan had already started to think about today's recipe.

"Okay...I'll make it for you, what do you want to eat?"

"Well... let's do a little bit of each one, I don't know what to eat."

"You little thing is completely unconscious as a servant..."

"But what do they want to eat..."

"Okay, okay, I know." Robben felt a little helpless. Nalan recognized himself as his master and had always been respectful to him at the beginning. Robben felt that if he said he wanted Nalan to run around this planet for a few laps now, Nalan might not blink, but... Now little Nalan is simply relying on him and sticking to him all day long. On the one hand, he always said this: Master, I am hungry, Master, I am thirsty, Master, I am sleepy...

Not long after, Little Nalan ate his dumplings with a happy face and asked Robben opposite him: "Will I really be good at inner-video Teacher Camut in 100 to 200 years?"

"Well, it will" Robben struggled to deal with his food.

"When it comes to spiritual cultivation, I really think... the situation is very strange now, it seems much smoother than when I was practicing before. The magic that was not very proficient in the past suddenly became proficient in the use of it, and..."

Little Nalan frowned slightly and said, "Master, am I talking to you, why are you ignoring me?"

Robben had to raise his head: "My little ancestor, I'm listening. Now I'm eating, I can't listen to you without doing anything."

Little Nalan frowned, slipped off the chair, sat next to Luo himself, pointed to the dumplings on Luoben's plate: "I want to eat this." As he said that, Little Nalan opened her mouth and looked at Luoben.

Robben picked up a dumpling and shook it at Xiao Nalan's mouth. Just as Xiao Nalan was happily biting it, he took back the chopsticks and threw the dumplings into his mouth.

"It's so old, I still have to feed someone, I'm so embarrassed."

Little Nalan immediately bulged his cheeks and picked up a dumpling with impure techniques, "If you don't feed me, forget it, I'll feed you."

"I don't..." After Robben said to Mei, Little Nalan's dumplings had already blocked Robben's mouth.

"I'll give you food for you." Little Nalan was about to pick up the plate and stuff it into Robben's mouth...

Robben was very strong and ate all the dumplings that Nalan Fei had delivered, and then patted her belly with pleasure. Little Nalan was so angry that she jumped off the chair. Little Nalan took away all the remaining two plates of dumplings, brought them to opposite Robben, and sat down: "I'll let you eat, I won't give you any one to eat this time." Little Nalan started to eat quickly in anger.

Robben felt a little funny: "Naran, be careful to get fat. If that happens, he will be like the lord of Pig Troosters."

"Nacai can make a wave." Little Nalan plucked her cheeks and ate quickly, her voice blurred.

Looking at the little Nalan's appearance, Robben felt a little warm, and at the same time, he was also a little nostalgic. His eyes couldn't help but look outside along the window.

It has been a few months since I was here... I don’t know how the world outside is going, how are everyone? I don’t know what the time is like when the Black Emperor said is still?

Just as he was ecstatic, Robben was suddenly shocked, and a pair of black eyes in front of him were looking at him with doubt.

Robben smiled and said, "Why aren't you angry? Or have you finished eating?" Robben gently pushed away the head that was stretched in front of him.

Little Nalan, who came up at some point, tilted her head and looked at Robben, and suddenly said in surprise: "Are you... thinking of a woman?"

Robben burst out laughing: "How do you know?"

Little Nalan stepped back a little, looking at Robben with a look of sudden realization: "So that's the case. You have been here for several months, but you have never touched the witch here, nor have you ever gone out much. The teacher said, you men are perverts, you have not touched a woman for several months, so it must be..."

Robben bent down and poked Little Nalan's forehead: "Little girl, is it that Camut said this to you that so complicated?"

"Every of my teachers told me that we witch warriors also need to dress themselves up a little more beautifully, which has an advantage when dealing with male witch warriors."

Robben just smiled and nodded without expressing his opinion. Indeed, the witches are extremely beautiful. Many times, this beauty is a weapon, a heart-wrenching weapon. Perhaps it was still lingering in the previous moment, but the next moment, the sharp knife will penetrate into your neck and heart...

Seeing Roben not speaking with a calm expression, Little Nalan came over again: "No matter whether you are thinking about women or not, but... it seems that you are always thinking about who you are thinking about, why... is there anyone who makes you miss?"

Looking at the curious little Nalan lying on the table, Robben smiled and rubbed her head: "Of course, as long as we live, we will have people who miss you."

"Who is the master missing? Female?" Xiao Nalan asked.

"There are many people...a lot, some women and some men."

Little Nalan immediately showed a look of surprise: "There is still a man?"

Robben knocked Little Nalan's head hard: "Ghost girl, what's in her mind? Go to eat quickly. After eating, practice magic, and go to bed."

Little Nalan pouted: "I'm full, so don't eat as much as you. Sooner or later, will I become the city lord?"

Suddenly, Robben's eyebrows jumped slightly: "Naran, do you think there will be books about your witch in the house of the Pig Trooster City Lord?"

Little Nalan said strangely: "About our books? Why do you care so much about books related to us?"

"What are you doing if you ask so much? I want to ask if there is or not?"

"Of course, although the city lord is fat and has no ability or brain at first glance, he is the city lord, and this guy loves Xu Ming. I think there must be some books on the storefront in his reception living room, but I don't know if there are any books about us in it."

Looking at Robben thinking, Little Nalan reminded: "Don't think about sneaking in. That guy is fat and ugly, and he is afraid of death. He has many powerful guys in his family to help him resist possible dangers. If you are not caught by them, you will be in trouble."

After the day of training, the Witch Training Camp is now resting. The witches who have been tired all went to bed, but Robben and Xia Nalan did not.

This is a relatively dark corner, and you can clearly see the grand mansion of the Pig Trooster City Lord in front of you.

Robben is squatting here.

"Since you're afraid of causing trouble, why are you here?" Robben turned around and looked at Xiao Nalan who was pulling his clothes behind her back in confusion.

"If you are not here, I can't sleep." Xiao Nalan Zhen said something.

"What is this reason?"

"Anyway, if you get into trouble, you will definitely implicate me. I have to come with you. Otherwise, if something happens to you, what should you do if you leave me and run away?"

Robben sighed helplessly: "Okay, you can go together, but you can't make trouble. I'll leave as soon as I say, stop as soon as I say."

"Uh-huh"

It seems that at this time, the city lord's mansion is also a rest time. There are no people walking around, and only the door does not seem to know that the tired witches are still guarding the gate.

Roben pulled Little Nalan around the city lord's mansion, and there was no one here.

"Wait, that's protected by magic." Seeing Robben touching the wall here with his hands, Xiao Nalan immediately spoke up for a reminder, but it was too late. Robben's hand had already pressed on the wall.

"Run quickly"

Little Nalan screamed, immediately pulled Robben and ran away, but after a few steps, he was stunned when he was about to speed up with magic immediately, and turned around and said, "Why... it seems that there is no reaction."

Robben knocked Little Nalan's head in anger: "It's strange that you yell so hard, but you don't respond. You've forgotten what I said. Just follow me, do you know?"

Little Nalan touched Robben back to the wall with strange eyes, and watched Robben's hand pressing against the wall, as if a faint colorless light was slowly flowing on Robben's hand.

"I remember that this mansion is protected by many kinds of magic, and there are several kinds of attack magic on it. If you touch it casually..."

"Well... OK" Robben nodded slightly, pressed his hand against the wall and took it down.

Little Nalan stared at her eyes: "What's better?"

Robben walked over and grabbed Little Nalan's hand: "It's time for us to go in."

A faint five-colored light floated on his body, and the light flowed onto Xiao Nalan's body like water. After a few times of light, Xiao Nalan's figure disappeared with Robben.

"This invisible magic is so powerful." Xiao Nalan shook his other hand back and forth in front of him, but he could not see anything at all.

"And...ah what are you going to do?"

Little Nalan couldn't help but scream again, and Roben pulled himself and jumped onto the wall.

"My little ancestor, stop calling me."

Until Little Nalan and Robben stepped on the ground of the City Lord's Mansion, Little Nalan was still surprised and inexplicably: "We... are we coming in like this?"
To be continued...