Full-time: Incomprehensible understanding, stunning the Forbidden Mage

Hangzhou, Lingyin Temple.

At the foot of Feilai Peak, Lingyin Xianting Hotel.

Lu Yan was lying on a wicker chair in the courtyard of the hotel, basking in the sun with his eyes closed, and his mind was filled with thoughts.

I stayed in this hotel for three months.

He finally understood what was going on in this world.

The "magic" in this world is not the kind in Lu Yan's memory. Through practicing meditation, strengthening magic talents, condensing magic power, using mental power to construct spells, and finally being promoted to a first-level mage.

It was just that he had understood the meditation method innately and successfully condensed the magic power, which made him preemptive.

With his in-depth understanding.

When looking at the development history of this world.

His memory flashed back.

because.

A Chinese comic he had seen in his previous life was almost exactly the same as the situation in this world.

Magic is being learned all over the world, and there are demons all over the world. There is also a gathering of magic hunters called the Hunter Alliance, and an evil organization called the Black Church, etc.

Isn't this the world of "Versatile Mage"?

"It's a little different from the magical world I originally imagined, but it's also pretty good."

Lu Yan's mouth was full of joy and he thought to himself.

Although this "Master" is not that "Master", most of the magicians in this world have mediocre combat capabilities and do not have the power to fill seas and move mountains.

But historically.

There have also been some strong men.

For example, Qin Shihuang won the government, reached the peak of the five forbidden spells, and was one of the creators of undead magic.

Today's Great Wall of Xia Kingdom is a masterpiece of earth-based forbidden spell magic during his lifetime.

"In this world, the great figures in history are all forbidden magicians. This is really interesting..."

Previously, after observing his parents' magic, he learned many magic moves.

When I was a baby, I understood the meditation method after listening to meditation music.

Lu Yan opened his eyes and looked at Lingyin Temple on the distant mountain peak, his eyes full of longing.

"If I can refer to the classics left by the senior mages, I will definitely gain huge gains with my incredible understanding!"

In the history of this world, whether it is ancient saints such as Laozi, Zhuangzi, Mozi, or eminent monks, they are all gifted magic geniuses and powerful mages with outstanding ideas!

Lingyin Temple is a famous ancient temple with a history of 1,700 years in the Xia Dynasty. It has been passed down to this day. The classics it contains are not only the "Buddhist Scriptures", but also all the classics of saints, including Laozi's "Tao Te Ching" and Zhuangzi's "Xiaoyaoyou". 》.

Lu Yan had a premonition.

If he goes to Lingyin Temple to study the saints' classics, he will definitely be able to understand more powerful practices and magic moves!

Although the classics in the temple are the thoughts and words of the sages' predecessors, they do not record any magic moves.

But what Lu Yan values ​​​​is not "skills".

It is the "great road" they pursue to push themselves to a higher realm of practice in order to understand the practice method that transcends the ordinary and becomes holy.

Lu Yan knew very well.

He is not a victim at all, and he does not have the natural talent to cause terrible disasters.

What he can rely on is his own incredible understanding.

"As long as you give me time, I will definitely be able to understand the method of cultivation that transcends the ordinary and become a saint. One day, I will never be weaker than the ancient king of the five forbidden spells!"

Just when Lu Yan's face was rosy and his mood was surging.

Outside the hotel courtyard.

There was a friendly page call.

"Xiaoyan, Master Cizhao is out of seclusion, we are ready to go!"

"I am coming."

Hearing his father's call, Lu Yan jumped up excitedly from his wicker chair.

Master Cizhao finally finished his practice and was released from seclusion?

Rush out of the hotel.

Lu Yan saw his father's dusty figure and found that his mother was not there, so he asked curiously.

"Where's mom?"

"There's something going on at the hospital. Your mother can't leave. Dad is here. Let's go to see Master Cizhao together." Lu Ming smiled slightly and carried Lu Yan on his back, thinking that he was scared to see his mother's absence, so he explained road.

"I'm not afraid."

"Just don't be afraid. After you go to the temple, your parents can't be with you every day. You have to take good care of yourself and remember to go to bed early every day... You are naturally smart. I believe you can do it and control your own power. ”

Lu Yan lay on his father's back, listening to Xun Xun's instructions, feeling the solid and warm back, and a warm current surged in his heart.

He really wanted to tell his father that he was not a victim and did not need "treatment."

But think of the world.

It is far from being as peaceful and stable as it seems. In the end, strength still has to speak for itself.

Lu Yan's eyes became firm and he nodded: "I will take care of myself."

at the same time.

Lingyin Temple.

Deep in the quiet back mountain, an ancient Zen temple is hidden by dense bamboo forests.

Among them, a middle-aged monk who looked about fifty years old was sitting on a futon in the center of the courtyard.

Wearing a white toga, his eyes are deep, quiet and bright, as if he can understand the essence of everything in the world. The wrinkles appearing at the corners of his eyebrows reflect the traces of time.

Beside him, a faint green smoke surrounded him, as if it were the incarnation of his heart when he was meditating, revealing an unearthly calmness and tranquility.

"The grandson of an old friend actually awakened the talent of the victims?"

A trace of nostalgia appeared in Cizhao's eyes, and then he shook his head.

As a psychic forbidden spell mage, he can indeed stabilize the emotions of the victims and help them control the power of violence.

But this is ultimately treating the symptoms rather than the root cause.

But after all, he is the grandson of an old friend, so he should help if he can.

As for whether he can successfully control power in the future, it depends on his own destiny.

Ten minutes later.

The curious children walked into the bamboo forest.

In an instant, Cizhao sensed Lu Yan's presence.

"Child, aren't you afraid of coming here alone?"

…

"You are...Master Cizhao??"

Lu Yan's pupils shrank, and the voice that sounded in his mind was like telepathy, which suddenly shocked him.

Is this the power of the psychic forbidden spell mage?

"He is a smart, alert and gifted child."

On the other side, in the Zen courtyard, Cizhao smiled when he saw Lu Yan's reaction.

He clearly sensed it.

The child only panicked for a second, and then he calmly thought about it.

Moreover, this doll's mental power is extremely powerful, no longer weaker than a mid-level mage.

This is still a two and a half year old baby.

It's really amazing.

It is true that the victims are gifted.

"Kid, show your talent."

Cizhao once again conveyed her thoughts to Lu Yan.

In the bamboo forest, Lu Yan happened to walk to an open space. Hearing Ci Zhao's spiritual message, he immediately showed off his magical power.

The art of powerful fireball.

The art of water prison.

King Kong moves wood.

Soon, Lu Yan finished releasing the first three moves that consumed less magic power.

On the other side, Cizhao, who had closed his eyes, couldn't help but frowned after carefully sensing it, with a somewhat confused expression.

"This mental state is actually so stable?"

This stable person... doesn't look like a victim.

However, all of this child's magic is instantaneous.

How to explain this?

"Perhaps we need to give him some magical stimulation?"

And at this time.

In the clearing of the bamboo forest, Lu Yan also cast his last magic, which was also the most powerful magic.

Breaking the Road - Black Coffin!

At the same time, Lu Yan had words in his mind: "The waves of filth, the boat of madness, boiling, numb, flickering, sleepless, the princess of steel also rusts, and the clay doll also collapses; gather together, confront the enemy, flood the ground to let them know their powerlessness!"

"Ninety of the broken path, black coffin!"

The next moment.

A black cuboid appeared above the bamboo forest.

With the blessing of the chant, the true power of the black coffin completely burst out.

At this moment, the original power of the shadow system gradually took on the characteristics of other attributes.

On the black coffin.

The shadow power keeps emerging, sometimes like the waves of dirty water; sometimes like boiling steam, surrounded by black mist; sometimes it condenses together, flashing a dark black light; sometimes it forms strange lines, constantly absorbing the surrounding space power.

"This, this...forbidden curse??"

"He's only two and a half years old...how is that possible??"

Master Cizhao's eyes widened in disbelief.