In my dream, I saw the young goblin Giroud return to the mysterious cave with the goblins of the village, and stole all the demonic blood that I had hidden inside, and when I went to get the demon's blood again, I found that the mysterious cave buried by the stones had disappeared, and the pool of blood was a mess, and the broken stones all over the ground looked messy, and I stood in place at a loss, and the whole world swirled around at once.Legend has it that the blood of demons is the blood that never condenses, the blood of corruption and depravity, even if it is placed in a stone pool in a cave for a hundred years, it will not change anything, and the blood of demons will not volatilize in the air.I only took five bottles of demonic blood, these are enough to refine five bottles of blue fire ink, if these inks are used by myself, it should be enough for a month, but when I walked out of the magic potion shop, the sneer of the pharmacy shop owner, surrounded my heart, the next moment I looked down at the magic inkwell in my arms, it turned out to be just five empty bottles, I was stupidly held in my arms, at this moment I sat on the ground in a panic, I don't know what to do, an empty inkwell rolled down to the ground, hit the stone on the side of the road, Split in half, I stared blankly at the shattered glass bottle on the ground.As soon as the picture turned, the gray colors of the night filled my eyes, a three-headed hellhound stared at me coldly, in the endless darkness, its anger and roar made me feel very panicked, I flew away, desperately fled, but the three pairs of eyes kept staring at me, it opened its bloody mouth, pounced on me, swallowed me in one bite, and then I woke up from the nightmare.When I opened my eyes, I saw a ghost-striped moth falling on the ceiling, like a skeleton and smiling coldly at me, my heart was still pounding at this moment, I woke up from a dream, my forehead was covered with cold sweat, the wet and cold feeling made me very uncomfortable, and the muscles all over my body were very sore, I think it should be a nightmare.The early morning sun shone in through the glass window, I got up from the bed in a distraction, looked at the two magic belts hanging on my shirt next to the bed, gently rubbed my head with my hands, jumped off the bed barefoot and stepped on the wooden floor, walked to the front of the mirror, looked at myself in the mirror, I have lost a little weight recently This is the sixth morning after returning from the Xinliu Valley, these days I always have some nightmares at night, and often wake up in the morning, sweating profusely in the nightmares.It's Friday, and after a week of honest classes, it's a new weekend, and I'm going to go to the temple with Ying Li this week.The academy is still the same, it seems a little loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and the pace of learning is not very fast, but almost everyone in our magic class is practicing meditation without sleep and food, even Thomas who has a molten heart is no exception, only I am the only one in the class who seems to be very different, it seems that I have always been very concerned about practicing meditation, every time I see the spatial geometry teacher in the corridor, the spatial geometry teacher will always put on a helpless look of hating iron and steel.I know that the spatial geometry teacher has a problem with me, based on the fact that I have never seriously written some of the geometry exercises he assigned, which homework I borrowed from others, most of the time it will be Win, sometimes it will be borrowed from a horse, a fat Bobby, or Theresa.Anyway, there are very few times when I do it on my own.I don't know how this spatial geometry teacher found out.In this way, I have almost become the negative teaching material of the entire magic academy, and those spatial geometry teachers will always use me as a negative teaching material every time they want to say some words of encouragement in class, and this teacher will always say this: You children who have been favored by the goddess of luck, since you have become an apprentice of magic, then why don't you take advantage of your youth and energy, study hard, and don't sprint hard in such a golden age, how do you know if you can do it!
You see, Swift's kid is not as talented as any of you, but he is indeed currently the highest in the entire magic class, what is the reason for this?
What is this for?
Diligence redeems stupidity!
Look at Thomas, this kid is in the fire magic class, and his teacher, Flender, has boasted more than once that his magical talent is the best student in this class of freshmen, but what about the people?
Isn't it true that a child who has diligent practice of meditation and a steady and steady foundation of magic is the one who needs a solid foundation of magic, no matter how talented he is?
Both of them have recently sprinted to the fourth level of magic apprenticeship, and this is the best student in our magic class.But what about some students, even if they have some good talents, do they think that with good talents, they will have everything, and success does not require hard work?
Naïve, naïve, ridiculous, pathetic!
When the spatial geometry teacher said the last eight words, he always stared at me tightly, and the meaning in his eyes was already obvious, and finally he had to add: you can't be a magician, no matter how good you learn the inscription, what's the point?
Every time I say this in class, I have to be so weak that I want to bury my head under the table, but I can't refute it, do I really want to stand up and say loudly to this geometry teacher: Teacher, I am already a fourth-level magic apprentice, okay?
The recent focus of the beautiful dividing line is in the laboratory, because throughout the day, Yerkis has to overturn all the magic patterns he has set up according to those magic patterns in the rock Gaolun, and then constantly calculate those new magic textures, and finally enhance the function of the mechanical transmission part, so he has been busy these days.And the places where I can help Yerkis are also very limited, of course, the amount of magical copper I brought back is a bit unexpected, it's just too much.The whole five magic waist bags are filled with magic red copper, because the proportion of these red copper is a bit large, just five waist bags are enough to contain more than 10,000 catties, God knows if this time I have bought out the red copper collected by the goblins in the underground world of Xinliu Valley, anyway, I can't manage so much, in order to be able to draw more magic rune metal plates, I have tried my best.I had all of this red copper on the floor of the magic lab, and the solid hardwood floor had been smashed beyond recognition by the irregular pieces of red copper, and the beard on Yerkes' lips was curled in anger.Later, Yerkes began to complain directly that the copper should be sent to the blacksmith's shop, so as not to smash his floor.The seal carving of the magic pattern involves a wide range of knowledge, but how can I understand so much as a rookie who is newly enrolled, a lot of the magic pattern theory I rely on a strong memory, hard to write down, some things are difficult to understand, it doesn't matter to write it down first, and then those knowledge points are also learned together, those systematic knowledge is often cross-coexisting, comprehend one of the links, and the things that cannot be understood in other links will suddenly open up and comprehend.I attribute this to the strength of my spiritual sea, which is able to arrange those new knowledge systems logically, and in just a week, a pair of magical red bronze bracers are already worn on the hands of Rock Gaolun.Because the bracers are small pieces, the four semi-circular arc-shaped magic metal plates don't have much work.It only took me four days to finish the drawing, and on the fifth day, the Yerkes scholars took the time to assemble these demonic metal plates into a pair of giant bracers, and the magic patterns on the bracers were accurate, but I didn't expect it to work.Outside of the Magical Copper, we harvested five vials of demonic blood, each triangular glass bottle filled with a bright red liquid.This mid-level magic material is a synthetic magic potion, I sent these five bottles of demon's blood to a magic potion shop of a decent size, and asked the magic apothecary there to help me connect five bottles of blue fire magic ink, and the pharmacist who helped us make the blue fire potion finally wanted to buy one or two bottles of magic ink, but I refused.However, the magic patterns catalyzed by magic power are a bit complicated, and every time I draw a scroll like this, I can almost use up all the mana in my body's magic pool.As a result, whenever I practice making a magic sample of the magic catalytica, what is lacking the most is mana.I thought of some ways, such as turning on the blue crystal magic stone drum for a long time, so that the magic recovery is always in a running state, and then I was crazy to draw magic scrolls, but in the face of failure again and again, I was not discouraged, these days I feel that the volume of the magic pool, has almost reached the peak of the third layer of magic apprentices, after repeated tempering in the laboratory, my magic level is limited, but I still persevered, did not learn to make magic catalytic magic scrolls, but the magic pool has grown, This can be regarded as a blessing for Saion to lose his horse!
Finally, when I talked about the excellent quality one-handed axe I got from the Demon Realm, at first I just thought that this axe had a very exquisite pattern, but later I began to notice that this axe is not made of ordinary material, or it is carefully made with some materials that will only be available in the Demon Realm, and it is very heavy to start, this axe is very sharp, and I found in a book in the library that this one-handed axe has an extraordinary name: Shura Axe.The beautiful dividing line has been a nightmare for me lately, and I talked to Yerkes.I asked Yerkes: Why do I always fall into endless nightmares all night long, even if it is difficult to wake up?
Yerkes bluntly said that he was not an expert in soul power, so he knew very little about my question, and even gave me an answer that might mislead me, and finally under my burning gaze, he said to me with some caution: Maybe the soul must have been hurt in some way!
I immediately explained: My spiritual sea is very good, it has been calm.Yerkis shook his head with a calm face, and said to me: Spiritual power and soul power are not the same thing at all, spiritual power is an attribute in the body, and soul power is the control of the body.I always had a little apprehension in my heart about this, for fear that the great prophets or prophets in the temple would see some clues.But now I can't put it off any longer, maybe I can still take a look at Sue in the temple who I haven't seen for a long time, she's a priest apprentice like her is really busy, she hasn't been home for two months, and I don't know who can take care of her in the temple, she is not so convenient in a wheelchair after all, although she has the ability to take care of herself, but I am still very concerned in my heart, I want to go to the temple to see her.Ordinary people will have a soul, and there will be an embarrassing situation where two souls share a body, the slightly stronger half of the spiritual power dominates, and occasionally when it sleeps, the weaker soul will come out, so that some people with dual personalities are created, or there are several souls squeezed into a shell, so that it becomes a multiple personality, usually the more souls exist in the body, the more unstable the soul power is, but rarely a soul will also be unstable, So Yerkis encouraged me to go to the temple and find a few high priests and ask them to help with the answers.Yerkis and I sat on the floor of the laboratory with our backs against the test bench, posing decadently without any posture, each with a cup of coffee in their hands, and now our laboratory was neat and clean, all the magic materials and magic components were placed on the shelves, and they were organized in an orderly manner, these were not my masterpieces, but Teresa who came here to help temporarily, and she had to clean the laboratory very carefully almost every day.At this time, my chores were freed up, allowing me to devote more energy to studying the composition of the rune metal plates.Taking a sip of fragrant coffee, I could see the rock Gaolun parked outside, and recently, many students from other colleges have come to admire the rock Gaolun, which is as tall as a moving fortress, and they are sitting on the lawn of the laboratory building in twos and threes, or chatting, perhaps discussing the structure and use of this rock Gaolun.I sighed and thought to myself: how long has it been since I've been sitting with a few friends like this, chatting about topics of interest, and spending every day in the lab, boring with a magic knife to draw the same pattern on a metal plate, how boring!
After a short break and a cup of coffee, Yerkes's eyes were still looking intently at the structural drawings of the magic puppet, and his mouth was still muttering: what the hell is the question is still to be solved.