Chapter 207 Lost magic

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New York is the financial and economic center of the entire United States, the largest city, port and the most populous city. "" netizens rank first among the four traditional "global cities". As one of the largest metropolitan areas in the world, the core of the New York metropolitan area has played an extremely important global influence in business and finance for more than a century, and it influences the global media, politics, education, entertainment and fashion industry. Among them, the United Nations headquarters, Wall Street, which dominated global international finance since World War II, is also located here.

When Wu Huang and Mei Han stepped on this land, it was already evening. In China, it should be early morning.

When he came here, Wu Huang almost became a doll. The unfamiliar environment created by different languages ​​made him feel helpless.

Although he can read and write English, he is not very good at speaking. Simply put, his English is just for the sake of exams. Now he is suddenly in this familiar and unfamiliar language environment, and for a moment, he is a little uncomfortable.

So, everything was handled by Mei Han himself. After they walked out of Kennedy International Airport with their luggage, Mei Han began to introduce Wu Huang to this metropolis, her history, her role, her achievements, and her various glory...

Wu Huang did not listen to these things seriously, and Wu Huang was not interested in the history of the United States. He didn't learn the history of the motherland well, so he had no time to learn other people's history. But Mei Han still introduced these things to him endlessly. She knew that Wu Huang didn't like it, but to become a person with connotation, it was very necessary to know some history. The cultivation of temperament is not something that money can be piled up, and those require background.

Knowledge, various kinds of knowledge, is the source and history of these foundations, and is also part of them.

More than an hour later, the two of them came to a very ordinary apartment. Mei Han took out the key and said, "This apartment was prepared by your parents for me. No one knew it belonged to your parents. Every time I came to New York, I live here."

Wu Huang frowned and said, "After so many years, are there anyone looking for them?"

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand, but I'm afraid of it!" Mei Han shook her head and said, "Although there is no on the surface, and your parents have also traveled from San Francisco to many places and finally settled in New York. But who knows if anyone is staring at them behind them? Be careful that the ten thousand-year-old ship does not want to implicate others because of their own carelessness, especially their son, that is, you!"

"Is this person so powerful? Can this foreign country still monitor?" Wu Huang frowned even deeper.

Mei Han opened the door and gave Wu Huang in. Finally, she followed in, closed the door, threw the key on the shoe cabinet beside her and said, "This cannot be said to be that their power is so great. Instead, in the United States, there are also underground gangs everywhere, especially in the mid-century, many gang members fled to this country from China and organized some domestic gang branches in this country, and the power should not be underestimated..."

"Then, how did I see them? After seeing them, we still have to live like this?"

"Maybe they are too careful! But there is always nothing wrong with being careful!" Mei Han saw Wu Huang's depressed look and comforted him: "And let's not talk about the Purple Dragon Chopin for now. Haven't you realized the uniqueness of the Dragon Chop? If you are a warrior, will you be moved when you encounter this kind of upper-level martial arts? This is only part of the function of the Dragon Chop. In fact, the real power of the Dragon Chop is combined with the Feiluan Score. The two practice together, and the progress is even more amazing. Many martial arts masters understand the benefits..."

"Combination of the two?" Wu Huang looked at Mei Han strangely. He had heard Mei Han mention it before, but he never asked much. Now when Mei Han mentions it, he couldn't help but feel curious. Could it be that these two sets of magic tricks are the "double/cultivation" techniques mentioned in the novel?

Mei Han nodded and said, "That's right! The two are combined. The last time I was running Feiluan true qi, didn't the dragon-harming true qi in your body echo? "

"This is what the combination of the two!" Wu Huang grinned and thought to himself: I thought it was a double cultivation!

Hearing Wu Huang's strange words, Mei Han couldn't help but give him a blank look, then took off her coat and said, "Let's pour the jet lag first! I'll take a shower. If I want to eat, call this phone and order a meal... Your grades are so good, you should be able to speak English!"

"Okay!" Wu Huang collapsed on the sofa like a ball that had been removed. At this time, he realized that there was not much dust in this place. Obviously, someone was taking care of it. He thought to himself: Could it be my parents?

Just remembering that even if I saw my parents, I could not go out with them openly, and I couldn't help but feel irritated. What's this?

But he also understood that if some people with ulterior motives really found them, the consequences might be really unimaginable.

Wu Huang still understands the principle that a man is innocent and a treasure is guilty. Especially for this kind of thing that can bring more powerful power to those warriors, it is no wonder that those forces are staring at them. However, more than ten years have passed, and they should be relaxed!

But thinking about it, Wu Huang felt that even if they relaxed their vigilance, what if they didn’t completely eradicate this root of disaster, if they turned around and attracted the attention of those people, it would affect not only their biological parents, but also their adoptive parents.

Wu Huang is actually the least willing to see the injured person now, his adoptive father and mother. It is said that biological mother is not as big as foster mothers, which is the reason. Moreover, Wu Huang felt guilty towards them in his heart, so he was even more reluctant to see them hurt because of him.

Therefore, after thinking about it, he could only temporarily endure it, waiting for the day when he became stronger and stronger, and the day when all the forces that covet the treasures in his hands were stepped on their feet. Wu Huang believed that this day would come eventually!

At night, Wu Huang did not go out to experience the wonderful night view of this never sleeping city, but returned to the bedroom. After confirming that Mei Han had fallen asleep, Wu Huang took out the paper and drew those symbols. The pen was a fountain pen containing the painted potion, and the paper was a scroll of paper.

When Wu Huang used his mental power to draw a symbol on the scroll paper with his spiritual power, he found that the symbol actually lit up a layer of light. Although it was not very obvious, the light on the black painted potion was as obvious and so vivid as the fireflies in the dark night.

Seeing this situation, Wu Huang raised his eyebrows and said to himself: It really works, but I don’t know what the scroll has.

Wu Huang picked up the scroll and looked at it, then guided the wind element into the painted potion. But what made Wu Huang frown helplessly was that the symbol on the scroll instantly distorted and turned into a piece of waste paper. The magic of the previous ones turned into decay.

Wu Huang was surprised and took out a brand new scroll paper and spread it out, and then continued to carefully draw the previous symbol. When the symbol was drawn, the light appeared again. But this time, Wu Huang did not rush to penetrate the wind element into the symbol, but studied it with the symbol.

His mental power penetrated into the symbol and felt a strange energy flowing slowly in the symbol. What made Wu Huang strange was not the existence of energy in this symbol, but the symbols drawn with mental power and magic potions before. At this time, the energy in the symbol was no longer mental power, but another strange energy that had never been seen before. Wu Huang had reason to believe that this strange energy was definitely displayed by this symbol.

How should this be triggered? Wu Huang couldn't help but scratch his head and tried to use his mental power to trigger the magic array, but he did not react anyway. Wu Huang frowned, lay on the bed, took the symbol in his hand and looked left and right, but he couldn't tell anything about it.

In a fit of anger, he raised the scroll paper high, and then a wind blade directly passed through the scroll paper. With a "hiss", the scroll paper was split into pieces. At this moment, a miracle happened.

I saw a flash of light falling from the scroll paper and floating on Wu Huang's body. When the flash penetrated into his body, he suddenly felt that his body was full of strength at this moment. He stood up and punched quickly, and the fist was blowing. This feeling was like taking a big elixir pill.

It was not until five minutes later that the feeling of increasing power gradually subsided. Wu Huang felt it, and there seemed to be no side effects.

This discovery made her ecstatic and she flipped through several somersaults in the room. She yelled in her heart: Mud Horse! This is the blessing magic technique that has been lost for thousands of years in the Western Paradise Temple of Weijie!

The magical art of blessing is actually a blessing to the fighter through the blessing of the magician when a person is fighting. By blessing the fighter in a positive state, low-level warriors can challenge high-level warriors.

In the Weijie, when the Western Ji Temple was once at its peak, divine magicians were spread all over the world.

Now, after countless years of war with the Temple of Disaster, the magicians have gradually become a legend. Similarly, the Temple of Disaster also had magicians, but this kind of magicians was called the fallen magicians or magicians by the people in the Temple of Xiji. The magicians of magicians are contrary to magicians. Most of their blessing techniques are not for companions, but for opponents, and blessing their opponents become weaker and weaker, just like some weak and epidemics...

Wu Huang felt that if the magical arts he knew were known by the Temple of the Micro Realm and the Temple of the Natural Disaster, he would probably be chased by both sides and had no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth! He was secretly relieved, and he was also a little confused about the loss of this magical arts between these two forces. How could such an important inheritance be lost? It should be unlikely! Wu Huang felt that he needed to understand the history of these two major forces!

After being excited, Wu Huang quickly calmed down and began to experiment with several other runes.
Chapter completed!