Otherworld Light Brain

Chapter 44: the powerful skill of Jifeng

"I didn't lie." Sean quickly distinguished, but he complained in his heart, could it be that No. 1 has been discovered by him, it seems unlikely. Moren snorted coldly, and said: "you don't say that Jifeng was learned from here? But there is no record of Jifeng's magic here." Sean took a look at these iron plates, and now he understood their names. It was originally called recording books. He took a long breath and said: "under the Moran Pavilion, you wronged me. I had a book recording the magic of Jifeng, but that book was dissolved by me." "Dissolve?" Moren asked in surprise: "what do you mean?" Sean said that he had learned blacksmith skills and repaired the iron sword. Moren couldn't help laughing bitterly, and said: "you even use the book as the material to repair the magic weapon? Alas..." Although he didn't understand what the magician was lamenting, Sean still nodded his head honestly. "You..." pointed to Sean, Moren said with a lot of emotion: "you can use book recording to repair it, but why use such a special book recording?" Sean's head is slightly on one side, and he doubts: "under the Moran Pavilion, I have fully mastered the contents of that book, so of course I need to use it." Moren was immediately blocked for it. If he was replaced by himself, I'm afraid he would make the same choice. "Mr. Moren, is there any mistake in that book recording?" Sean deliberately showed a hint of fear. With a sigh, Mo Lun comforted: "don't worry, according to my estimation, this magic is likely to have been modified by a magic master, so it will have more destructive power than ordinary blade skill." Sean replied, "Mr. Moren, I have mastered this magic. If you want to know, I can copy it for you." Moren nodded and smiled: "OK, but you have to wait until your strength is upgraded to level nine apprentice, because only to that extent can you have the ability to use books." he said, looking at Sean, hesitated and asked: "can you still use magic?" With a wry smile, Sean said: "no, my spiritual strength can only support me to use a magic." Moren's face suddenly became very interesting. He frowned and said to himself: "yes, with so little spiritual power, how can you learn magic? And it's so fast, as if you've practiced thousands of times, it's simply impossible." Although his voice was not loud, Sean still heard it clearly. From this sentence, Sean has got several key messages. The main reason why Moren looks at himself differently is that he has mastered the magic of Jifeng. Magic doesn't come from nothing. Even if a magician wants to display, he must firmly grasp those magic operation patterns. Only when these patterns are perfectly drawn in mind with mental power can the magic be successfully applied. If there is an unexpected interruption or an error due to strangers when drawing, then this magic is impossible to appear. So, if you want to cast magic, you must first work hard. Only after countless practices in advance, can you play the magic perfectly in real combat. But it's also not easy to practice magic. Every practice, whether it's successful or not, will consume the spiritual strength to complete the magic. But a person's spiritual strength is limited, and it's a luxury and unrealistic idea to want unlimited practice. Under normal circumstances, if a magician wants to learn a magic, his or her own spiritual power must be several times, or even dozens of times, more than the minimum requirement for the magic. Because only with this level of capital can you really master this magic. Otherwise, one practice will empty all the spiritual strength, and such practice will not even have a fart. So after sensing the strength of Sean at the moment, the magician Moren was deeply surprised that he could use the skill of fast forward so skillfully. When Sean used the skill, the speed was almost instantaneous. Such proficiency can almost be summed up in an instinct. To achieve this, it's not just a matter of practicing thousands of times. Even the Moren magician himself has never had the chance to practice any magic to such a level of tacit agreement close to instinct. According to his estimation, if you want to achieve this step, without about one hundred thousand times of hard training, it is impossible. But about one hundred thousand practices Considering the age of Sean at the moment and the strength of his spiritual strength, mollenri is about to completely veto this idea that is closest to reality. With the mental strength that Sean can only perform the skill once a day, wouldn't it take more than 200 years to practice about one hundred thousand times? But no matter how you look at it, this Sean is just a child, and it is absolutely impossible to have any relationship with an old man of more than 200 years old. Silently thinking, but Moren can't think of the reason. He sighed, "Sean, you're very good. Let's live here first." "Yes, under the Moran Pavilion." Hesitated for a moment, mollen said: "Sean, would you like to be my disciple?" Sean's eyes suddenly brightened. Of course, he understood the weight of this sentence. Being accepted as a disciple by a magician and just getting the residence permission of the magic tower are two totally different concepts. After a deep breath, Sean bowed respectfully and said, "Mr. Moren, I'm willing to." There was a smile on Moren's face. Although he was not satisfied with Sean's basic talent, he believed that this disciple would be able to surprise him. With a move, the man who just led him out pushed the door again to enter. "Danny, take Sean to the seventh floor. From now on, he is my disciple." "Yes." the man looked at Sean in surprise, but he was not satisfied in action. He respectfully led Sean out of Moren's room.