Guardian of the Spirit

The combined age of Jiang Yuan and his two generations is nearly forty, but he still makes mistakes, especially when he is alone, imagining that he is a master of cultivation and can control objects to compete with others.

If there weren't too many people at the reservoir just now and he didn't want to be looked at like a monkey, Jiang Yuan would have condensed the water into a waterspout and controlled the waterspout to dance wildly in the air.

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After resting in the pavilion for nearly an hour, Candlelight Spirit finally recovered its strength and transformed itself back into its original candle form.

"Let's summarize the battle just now." Jiang Yuan stared at Zhu Guangling and asked: "How did you feel after fighting the little sawcrocodile?"

"Candlelight."

The opponent's water gun is very fast, and my physical strength is too low. Why should I use melt first? Isn't it better to kill the opponent first by frightening him at the start?

"What else?"

Zhu Guangling thought for a long time, but couldn't think of anything else. It felt like she was asked by the English teacher how many meanings this word has.

"The speed of a water gun is relative. When your strength increases in the future, you will feel that the water gun is as slow as a classic car. As for the physical difference, it is normal. If you train more, your physical strength will improve. Then why use melt first."

Jiang Yuan paused and explained: "Because this is my way of fighting. When there is not much difference in strength, I will attack the opponent while ensuring my own safety. To put it crudely, it is vulgar."

Zhu Guangling: "????"

"First use Melt to greatly increase defense capabilities, and then use Fright Attack. This is my way of fighting. If I directly let you go up to attack, the result will probably not be good. The claws of the crocodile before it falls will probably take you away.

, the best case scenario is that you and it are trading at the limit, and it’s very difficult to win.”

The overall strength of the Little Crocodile is stronger than that of the Candlelight Spirit. If Jiang Yuan asks the Candlelight Spirit to choose to use fright at the beginning, then when the Candlelight Spirit is at its wits end and the Little Sawcrocodile adapts to the scream, it will be the death of the Candlelight Spirit.

The fire type's spark move can't cause much damage to the water type's crocodile. The poison type's fog move is not practiced well, and its power is low.

Whether the baby sawgator is playing with a kite with a water gun, or attacking with its claws and teeth at close range, it can definitely eat the candlelight spirit, unless the candlelight spirit sucks the soul of the baby sawcrocodile.

Of course, this is just a post-war analysis. In fact, the situation during the battle changes rapidly, and there is no if. Even if Jiang Yuan can predict, there is no way to know what will happen after using this move.

Therefore, Jiang Yuan insists on a conservative fighting method. If he can kill the opponent instantly, he will kill him instantly without leaving a mark. If he cannot kill him instantly, he will be clumsy and look for opportunities to attack.

Candlelight Spirit has the inherited move of melting, plus the shrinking move that can be learned in the future. When the two moves are combined, other elves will have to spend a lot of effort to hit it.

If you add the will-o'-the-wisp that can realize itself in the future, it will be a replica of the stand-in, protection, poison, disgusting and immortal opponent.

Jiang Yuan gave Zhu Guangling a detailed analysis of the battle just now. He didn't expect Zhu Guangling to understand everything at once. He could understand a little bit. He couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry, so he took his time.

"That's it. I haven't finished my mission in Tianlan Mountain today. Let's start practicing the fog. It's very windy here, so it's very suitable for practice."

"Candlelight."

It has just experienced a fierce battle, can it not practice?

"If you don't practice, you won't have lunch later."

"@#%&*"

For dinner, Zhu Guangling chose to succumb to Jiang Yuan's lustful power.

Dirty Mist, a poison-type move, blows dirty mist towards the opponent, with a certain probability of causing the opponent to enter a poisoned state.

Regarding the development of the turbid mist, Jiang Yuan has a lot of ideas, but he has to wait for Zhu Guangling to practice this move before he can implement it. Although the power of the turbid mist is not great, if used well, it can nauseate opponents who have no means of treating abnormal conditions.

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call--

Zhu Guangling stood on the table in the pavilion, pouted her little mouth and blew out a small cloud of thick smoke.

The smoke was filled with a disgusting stench, and before the stench could spread, the breeze from the mountains blew it away.

"I have to get some poison to feed Zhu Guangling." Jiang Yuan looked at Zhu Guangling's back and thought deeply.

Feeding the Candlelight Spirit with poison is of course not intended to kill it, but to change the toxins in the Mist move, which is similar to raising poison.

Feeding various types of poisons to the Candlelight Spirit will subtly change the Candlelight Spirit's physique. Its body will gradually adapt to the poison, assimilate the poison into a part of itself, and then it can blow out turbid mist with the same effect as the poison.

Candlelight Spirit is still young, and it is not a poisonous spirit. The method of raising voodoo is not suitable for it at the moment, and it cannot eat too many poisonous substances.

It only needs a less toxic poison at the moment, and the rest will wait until the Candlelight Spirit's ability to resist poison becomes stronger in the future.

"Poison, Lin Yibai..."

Jiang Yuan thought of the shy young man he and he were making tea with in the bureau.

Lin Yibai specializes in studying poison elves, and he also has a ghost poison type Gengar. You can ask him if there is any poison suitable for changing the physique of ghost elves.

Jiang Yuan immediately started to send him a message, but he seemed to be busy or didn't bring his phone with him, and there was no movement for more than half an hour.

"Forget it, I'll find him again tonight."

Jiang Yuan planned to spend a day on Tianlan Mountain, so he prepared bread and soul jelly in advance.

After finishing lunch, one person, one elf, one person practiced superpowers and the other turbid mist. It wasn't until about three o'clock in the afternoon that anyone climbed to the pavilion.

"Do you want to keep climbing? I'm tired."

"It's only been more than an hour. Come on, sister."

"Ah, I can't do it anymore, sisters, there is a pavilion up there, let's go there and rest for a while."

The four girls all had empty hands. They held hands and trotted up from the stone road with their own elves.

"I'm so exhausted."

Jiang Yuan and Zhu Guangling were here, while the four girls ran to the other side and sat on the marble stools, patting their chests and panting.

"It's so sunny. If I had known it, I wouldn't have gone out to climb the mountain."

"Sister, lend me some more sunscreen."

"I'm so thirsty. Where is the drink? Where is the drink? Is the walking grass at your place?"

The four girls looked at the elf carrying large and small bags, trying to get drinks from the bags and plastic bags.

"Oops, I forgot, I asked Ji Lingxi to buy the drinks. Why hasn't she climbed up yet? She's so dawdling. If I had known better, I wouldn't have asked her out."

"There's nothing we can do if Lingxi can't crawl. We are all sisters, so please be considerate of her." The girl who was the leader of the four said.

"Xinxin, you are so kind. Who would want to take her to play except you?"

"That's right, sister, you are too gentle."

The four girls were shouting like sisters in the pavilion. Jiang Yuan had goosebumps listening to the sounds.

Sisters and sisters, each one's call is more pleasant than the other one. If something happens, the more affectionate the call is, the faster they will fall out. If they start fighting, it will definitely be the tip of the needle against the wheat, and a bandit will meet a gangster.

It’s better to be a boy. Everything about the relationship between brothers is fictitious. Only the relationship between father and son, and the relationship between grandfather and grandson are the most reliable. They are many times stronger than plastic sisters.