Create the Age of Magic

"That's right, as long as you learn how to meditate, you will find that the curse you hated before is the best gift the world has given us!"

Horn's tone became more excited, and he became more and more integrated into this emotion. As I said before, Horn really likes the feeling of teaching others knowledge, and it is the first time to give lectures to so many witches at the same time!

He held up the remaining booklet and said excitedly to the crowd:

"This meditation method is the key to unlocking the gift! Learning it can strengthen your soul, consolidate your sea of ​​consciousness, and then condense your sea of ​​magic power!"

"What's the use of these things you said? What are the sea of ​​consciousness and the sea of ​​magic power?"

The smiling face asked Horn suspiciously. Although what he said sounded powerful, the witches didn't know what effect it had.

"The Sea of ​​Magic Power is where every witch stores energy. All the power you need for your abilities comes from here. As for the Sea of ​​Consciousness, if you build meditation to a certain extent, you will know what's going on!"

After Horn answered his question, he smiled and asked:

"Everyone here can create some extraordinary scenes, and they all have a spell, right?"

Horn found more and more that he who was hidden in the black robe seemed completely different from him who usually worked in the carpenter's shop, and now he seemed to be more relaxed!

"What's the use of that spell? Every time you recite it in the middle, it will be excruciatingly painful. There was once a strong-willed witch who forcibly finished the spell in front of us, but it turned into a ghost in front of us. Turned into a pile of rotten meat!"

The fat glutton complained that he still felt a little sick when he thought of the scene at that time.

"The meaning of that spell is not to make us suffer. The reason why we can't release it is because our body can't bear the power brought by the spell." Horn began to speak eloquently again.

"Everyone will learn a spell when they wake up, and that spell is the key to open the magic circle in the sea of ​​consciousness..."

He kept talking for half an hour, and all the wild witches present were dizzy and dizzy...

The wild witches were very serious when they first listened, and felt a little excited.

But as Horn's explanation deepened, the wild witches found that they couldn't understand at all, so they could only echo in a dizzy manner, and were embarrassed to interrupt Horn who was in high spirits.

Horn was giving a speech with great interest. Annie secretly poked Horn's back with his finger. He frowned and looked back at Annie. Annie pointed her white fingers at the witches present.

He followed Anne's fingers, and saw that all the fellow wizards present were very confused, including the most knowledgeable sage Ian Parker, who also had a row of question marks on his forehead.

Looking at their expressions, Horn knew that they didn't understand anything, and it would be useless to continue talking.

He took out a walnut staff from his dispirited arms. Of course, in the eyes of everyone, he just took out a small wooden stick about 30 centimeters.

"I named this thing a staff. Hold this thing in your hand and concentrate on the staff to recite spells without harm. I call the spells released through spells magic, and you can use magic proficiently." Those who oppose the enemy are called magicians!"

The black dog in a dark robe with a dog face mask hesitated for a moment and said to Horn:

"Well, can you give me a try?"

He was very curious about what Horn said. He was a very belligerent person. He suddenly heard that the spell that was like a urging talisman could be cast now, and he really wanted to try it.

"The staff is made of walnut wood, the smallest one can be made like mine. If you want to try it, you can find walnut wood to make a wand yourself. Choose a good walnut wood strip and soak it in the juice of Moko grass for about an hour. , and then... Finally, it can be used after drying.

Of course, the wand has a service life. A walnut wand like the spell you are chanting should last about ten times. Even if you use a slightly larger wooden stick, it will not increase the number of uses. "

After Horn finished speaking, seeing that everyone was eager to try, he quickly reminded:

"The power of the spell released by your spell is equivalent to a ring of magic in the church, and you don't know what the effect of your spell is, so you must find a place where there is no one when you experiment!"

He didn't want to teach these witches how to use spells just now, and these witches were caught and burned to death by the church because of the vision of experimenting with spells.

A ring of magic!

Doesn't that mean that as long as they have this little wooden stick, they are equivalent to the first-order deacons of the church!

The wild witches questioned Horn for a long time in disbelief, and they didn't believe all of them until Horn got a little annoyed.

All of a sudden, the wild witches who learned to use a magic-level spell were overjoyed. The haze in their hearts caused by the killing of the troll just now disappeared. Some people even want to sing now...

After being overjoyed, Hoe, who looked very honest even with makeup on, raised his hand.

"Do you have any questions?" Horn asked suspiciously.

The hoe twitched for a while before he said embarrassedly: "I can't read that, so I can't understand what's in it."

His voice is also very simple and honest.

As soon as the hoe said it, the other wild witches also realized that they couldn't read!

So they all turned to Horn for help.

Horn suddenly felt a little dizzy, how could he teach him if he couldn't read? He is a good teacher, but he actually just likes to spread the knowledge of old Douglas to benefit more wild witches, rather than teaching people how to read!

But Horn can't accuse these witches of saying that you are illiterate, because literacy is not a necessary skill in Ceylon, and civilian literacy costs a lot of money, which is not something ordinary people can afford of.

There is not much time, and it is not very realistic to teach these witches to read and write, so Horn dictated to these witches how to practice these meditation methods.

All the details about meditation must be taken into account, and finally the black dog with the worst memory also remembered how to meditate when the sky was about to dawn.

In fact, meditation is a very complicated process. The ability to remember so many things in such a short period of time is due to the extraordinary memory of the wild witch. Even the black dog with the worst memory among the wild witches is actually better than ordinary people too many.

It was almost dawn, and the meeting came to an end. Horn said to the witches:

"Okay, it's getting late, you all go back, and I'm still gathering here three nights later, before I leave, I want to say to you,

I hope someday,

Holy churches will fall,

The kingdom of the gods will fall,

That lofty god,

It will also fall!

Until then,

Only magic survives! "