Heroes of Silver Moon

"To be precise, it was sixty-four years. I received that bottle of meditation potion in my first year of school," Clifford said lightly.

The room fell into silence again. The old dean looked at Clifford as if he was looking at a monster, and then roared in his heart: "How dare you use the meditation potion from sixty-four years ago for students to use."

In the spiritual world, Simon calmed down and tried to enter deep meditation, but no matter how hard he tried, it took more than 20 minutes before he found the feeling of sleeping.

Feeling the endless darkness around him, Simon was a little flustered. Although he knew that this was a necessary stage of meditation, he would always be afraid of this darkness.

"Well, what's the next step, yes, to perceive the magic power", closing his eyes, Simon tried hard to perceive the magic power.

It may be because of the relatively high level of spirituality. Simon did this step easily. His whole body was illuminated by the magic power of various colors, which slightly eased his fear.

"The next step is to use the breath method to absorb the magic power of those purples." Silently reciting the mantra of the breath method in the previous life, Simon gradually fell into a state of ignorance and insensibility.

Nearly forty minutes later, the effectiveness of the meditation potion gradually began to decline, and Simon suddenly quit that state, and his whole body gradually returned to darkness.

"Well, the next step is to use the soul body to absorb these magic powers." Looking at the purple particles surrounding the soul body, Simon felt a little uneasy.

The last time when his soul body absorbed the magic power, a purple light ball popped out to help him digest the magic power swallowed by the soul body. I don't know if it will appear this time.

"Try it." The magic power is stored in the body for a short time, so Simon just hesitated for a moment, and sucked all the magic power into the soul body.

"Well," the familiar swelling pain came, and Simon felt the pain again, and just as he expected, the purple light group emerged from the soul core again, absorbing all the magic power in an instant.

"Well, I can be sure now that this is not an accidental phenomenon." Looking at the purple light cluster emerging on his chest, Simon breathed a sigh of relief.

He was most afraid that this late hack would not be effective at the right time. If the purple light ball did not emerge when he absorbed the magic power this time, then he would be miserable.

The failure of meditation is only the slightest loss. Firstly, his soul will be injured, and secondly, the practice plan arranged by his mentor will be delayed indefinitely.

However, Simon's luck has always been good, and the cheat he encountered was quite stable.

"Hey, besides digesting the magic power I absorbed during meditation, do you have any other functions?" Simon asked curiously, poking at the purple light cluster that emerged.

But it's a pity that he was playing the piano to the cow, and the purple light group ignored him at all.

After helping Simon absorb the magic power, he stayed quietly like that, staying at the core of Simon's soul body, exuding a mysterious and deep purple light.

"Well," the potency of the meditation potion once again declined in stages. Simon's soul body began to float up, and he returned to the state of shallow meditation in the blink of an eye.

"Ugh", just after returning to the shallow meditation state, a purple light flashed on the chest of Simon's soul body, and then he felt a spiritual force, which began to nourish his soul.

"Your sister." Simon, who was about to wake up the purple light cluster, moaned. He had just returned to a state of shallow meditation, but he had no defense at all.

Last time, it took Simon a lot of effort to let the purple light group transform the absorbed magic power into spiritual power and spit it out.

But this time, as soon as he returned to the shallow meditation state, the purple light group spontaneously transformed the absorbed magic power into spiritual power, feeding back Simon's soul.

"Upgrading is still data caching. Your efficiency is too high." Feeling the shock of pleasure from the source of the soul, Simon complained speechlessly.

(The purple light group "slapped" Simon's two big mouths: The **** is hypocritical, I will help you, you still have so much shit)

In the real world, Simon rubbed his head and sat up. He couldn't feel it every time he was in the meditative state, but he felt mentally exhausted when he was out of the meditative state.

"A successful meditation, Master Gansel, you won't object now." Seeing Simon sitting up with his head covered, Clifford turned his head and said to the old dean.

"Hey, well, I'll just give him the meditation potion, but I hope you know what you're doing." Seeing Simon who had successfully meditated, the dean said helplessly.

"Of course I know what I'm doing. Could it be that you still want to train these magic school students like closed disciples?" Clifford said coldly.

"Then we can't let them not learn anything, just start to practice directly," the old dean lowered his voice and said to himself.

Clifford's ears moved, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com heard the old dean's whisper.

As a master-level mage, although his physical condition is not as strong as a master-level fighter, his body has been baptized by magic all the year round, and his physical fitness is far superior to ordinary people.

"We are training instant mages. If that's the case, why let them learn knowledge that they won't use in the future," Clifford thought in his heart.

As Simon's tutor, of course he has his own teaching plan. Simon's original cultivation qualifications are not as good as other students, so of course the sooner he practiced, the better for him.

Leaving from the old dean's study, Clifford walked in front, Simon covered his head and followed behind Clifford, and next to Simon was an apprentice holding a wooden box.

This apprentice is a young man studying with the old dean. He is a mage apprentice under the traditional teaching mode. Compared with the students of the magic school, their status is lower.

Usually they are responsible for the instructor's daily life and take care of the daily affairs of the mage tower. Among them, those who perform well will be selected by the instructor as spell assistants, who can watch and help the instructor when he is doing experiments.

Their mentors will not take the initiative to teach them knowledge, so they can only learn scattered spell knowledge through the mentor's daily behavior, or by eavesdropping on the lessons taught by the mentor to his disciples.

When they are a little older, if they have no hope of becoming formal mages, they will be dismissed by their mentors and replaced by a group of young apprentices.

Among these dismissed apprentices, if they are lucky, they may be spotted by a mage and become a mage assistant.

Those who are unlucky can only earn a living through various methods, such as serving as literacy teachers and arithmetic teachers for children from civilian families, or performing tricks on the streets.