"Don't think about it for now. Your teleportation technique still has some flaws. I'll teach you a spell and you can try it together." Mu Hanyan said.
"Spell?" Jiang Yuzhe immediately became alert upon hearing the word "displacement" and put aside the doubts in his mind. However, when he heard the word "spell", he had new doubts.
Legend has it that in ancient times, in addition to swordsmen, there were other powerful people on the continent, such as the shamans in the wilderness, who also had great magical powers. They performed strange magic tricks and relied on spells.
But today, the legends have become legends, and shamans no longer exist, or perhaps they never existed in the first place. But in some uncivilized and remote areas, there are still people who pretend to be gods and ghosts to fool the villagers, and what they chant are what they call spells.
Of course, these people have no real talent at all, and are even more charlatan than most astrologers who are just selling sheep's meat. As a swordsman, I naturally don't believe in their so-called spells.
Mu Hanyan actually taught him spells. Did she want him to perform a shaman act?
"Listen carefully." Mu Hanyan didn't bother explaining anything further and simply began to sing. Just like the last time she heard Ye Yanran sing, Mu Hanyan couldn't grasp the meaning of every syllable in her mind, but that didn't stop her from memorizing every word.
In fact, she didn't need to remember at all. All the byte rhythms were imprinted in her mind, as if they were innate.
Her voice was so ethereal and clear. Although the tone was obscure and strange, it was extremely pleasant to the ears. It seemed to come from the sky, yet it went straight into people's hearts. Even the soul was baptized in the mysterious chanting.
This is obviously not the so-called spell used by the country charlatans to perform rituals.
If they had to describe it, this is clearly the legendary language of God. Only the God who is high above and dominates the heaven and earth, yet is ethereal and invisible, can make such a beautiful and melodious sound that goes straight into the depths of the soul.
"Do you remember?" Mu Hanyan asked after chanting the last syllable.
"What?" Jiang Yuzhe and the others suddenly woke up and found themselves immersed in the wonderful singing and did not remember a single word.
"I'll do it again." Mu Hanyan wasn't angry. When the chanting first rang out in her mind, she was equally mesmerized.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Hanyan sang it in a low voice several times.
"You should remember it now, right?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"Okay, I'll remember." The three of them nodded at the same time.
"Let me try first." Zirong cleared her throat and volunteered.
"Okay." Mu Hanyan and the others fell silent, waiting for Hua Yue to speak.
"Ah... Oh... Ugh, I'm vomiting..." Zirong groaned a few times like a donkey, then covered her mouth and began to dry heave.
It's strange to say, he clearly heard every word of the spell that Mu Hanyan said, and thought he had memorized it by heart, but when he really wanted to use it, he found that he couldn't pronounce a single word, and he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.
Hua Yue also opened his mouth, but quickly closed it again without uttering a single word. He also found that no matter how well he remembered Mu Hanyan's chanting, when he really opened his mouth, he could not utter a single syllable.
Jiang Yuzhe, on the other hand, lowered his head in deep thought, humming low chants. Although his voice was not as ethereal and distant as Mu Hanyan's, and he even stuttered a little, he looked much more relaxed than Zirong and Huayue.
"Does this also depend on aptitude? Or is it related to innate bloodline?" Mu Hanyan secretly guessed in her heart.
"I'll try again." More than an hour passed before Jiang Yuzhe reluctantly chanted the spell from beginning to end, stood up, and said eagerly.
His eyes narrowed slightly, his hands made a series of spells, and he chanted softly.
As the last syllable was uttered, Jiang Yuzhe's figure flashed and disappeared again.
This time, the afterimages were obviously much fainter than before. Even with Mu Hanyan's strength, it would be difficult to detect them without careful observation. The so-called body fragrance also became extremely faint, mixed with the fragrance of the grass and trees in the courtyard, making it impossible to trace it.
"Successful, I finally succeeded. This is the real teleportation, hahahaha." Jiang Yuzhe's voice sounded in the distance.
"Pa", followed by a clear sound of "pa", Mu Yuying's slap fell on Jiang Yuzhe's face again.
"Oh my God, this guy is getting too proud of himself. Why is he provoking her again?" Huayue and Zirong both looked sympathetic.
"Could this person be born in the Year of the Dog? She can smell it like this." Jiang Yuzhe stumbled and fell in front of Mu Hanyan and the others. He was dizzy and fell to the ground with a thud. He covered his cheek which had just subsided but was swollen again, with a look of misery on his face.
"Hahahaha..." Huayue and Zirong laughed out loud at the same time.
Mu Hanyan couldn't help but smile. She hadn't expected Mu Yuying to have such a keen nose. Jiang Yuzhe had truly met his nemesis when he met her. However, it was clear that after learning this spell, Jiang Yuzhe's teleportation barrier had reached a new level. If he could master it and send and receive freely at will, it was hard to say whether Mu Yuying could control him.
Of course, Mu Hanyan wasn't worried either. This time, when Huayue was in danger, Jiang Yuzhe didn't flee, but risked his life to save her, which was enough to show his character. And although Mu Yuying slapped him hard, she clearly didn't feel the same rejection of him as before. Jiang Yuzhe didn't seem angry despite the loud slaps, and the two of them seemed to be growing closer.
It seems that these two are just flirting? Well, I have to admit, they have a strong taste.
"By the way, I'm going to the capital. You guys stay here and help me look after the Mu family. If there's anything that's difficult to handle, please notify me as soon as possible." Mu Hanyan said to them.
After staying for so many days, it is almost time to leave. Seeing that Mu Ze and others have greatly increased in strength, Mu Hanyan feels much more at ease. In the war in the previous life, the most casualties were suffered by these young generations. As long as they have the ability to protect themselves, Mu Hanyan will have fewer worries.
"Yeah." Huayue and the others nodded.
They had already known that Mu Hanyan was going to the capital.
"Young Master, there is a letter for you." Just then, a servant came hurriedly and handed a letter to Mu Hanyan.
The handwriting on the envelope was extremely sloppy, obviously written in a hurry.
"Who sent it?" Mu Hanyan asked.
"I didn't see it clearly either. Just now in the market, someone stuffed this letter into my hand and walked away. I don't even know what it looks like." The servant scratched his forehead and said in confusion.
After hearing this, Mu Hanyan stopped asking questions and tore open the envelope.
After reading the few short lines on the envelope, her eyes suddenly focused and her expression became unusually serious.
"What happened?" Hua Yue and others saw Mu Hanyan with such a serious expression for the first time, and asked curiously.
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