Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

"Welcome to the magic scene, let us welcome you with applause, Morgana Magician, Kreis~!"

"Oh oh ~~~~"

"Wow!"

Amid the applause and screams, a young blonde with a tender appearance but a rebellious expression came out.

The young man was wearing a black robe with silver stars, a pair of black round-toed leather shoes with a rubber sole, three rings on his hands, and all ten fingers were painted black.

It looks full of mystery.

"Morgana Magician? Haha, I really dare to take the name..."

Wang Xuebin sat in the first row, crossing his legs, and looking at the young man with fun. Wang Xuebin just recognized that this young man was the villain magician who had appeared in the movie.

The main plot of the movie takes place ten years later, and the characters have changed a lot, and the TV has some distortion, so he did not recognize it.

It seems that the famous magician in the future has already made his debut now.

"Hello everyone, welcome to the Morgana magic scene!"

Chris rolled up his sleeves, held a paper crane the size of a palm in his left hand, and walked to the center of the stage with a flat hand.

"Here, I will take you to see an unprecedented magical world!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he drew a subtle arc with his right hand, and threw his left hand, and the paper crane turned into a white dove and flew to the audience.

Seeing the white pigeon flying towards him, Wang Xuebin measured his head slightly, let the pigeon go around the field for a week, and flew back to Chris's hand.

"Wow! Ke Rui thief!"

"Ahhh! Breasts!"

He raised his head and bowed slightly, and sensational applause sounded from the audience!

Chris raised his hand, let the dove fly, and looked at the people in the audience and said:

"Next, I'm going to invite an audience to complete this performance with me!"

As he said that, he closed his eyes, took out a pinball from his pocket, threw it away, and it just bounced in front of Wang Xuebin, and was caught by him.

Chris had a mysterious smile on his lips.

"Sir, can you please complete this performance with me?"

Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows. The young man did it on purpose. The pinball was originally aimed at his forehead.

He curled his lips, smiled, and got up and walked onto the stage.

Seeing this, Chris called out in an exaggerated manner.

"Wow! I didn't expect it to be a yellow man, Japanese? South Korea?"

Wang Xuebin narrowed his eyes and looked at the yellow hair, and his smile became cold.

"Huaxia!"

Chris waved his hand and said casually:

"It doesn't matter! Look, our assistant is a yellow man. Well, the difficulty of the performance has increased this time. I am very doubtful whether this person can understand my instructions!

Chris looked at the audience proudly and continued:

"But it doesn't matter. Today, Mage Morgana will show you a special performance, mind control!!!"

There was another cheer in the audience.

"Come on, the yellow man sits here, nothing to worry about!"

Chris swirled his right hand, turned out a chair and placed it on the stage, inviting Wang Xuebin to sit down.

Wang Xuebin glanced at him and sat on the chair in a big way.

He has already figured out the details of this person, and his brain potential has been developed to 7%. However, because of practicing meditation, he can use some simple magic.

The things he changed on the stage were simple shadow magic, and the things were prepared in advance. He probably wanted to perform spells such as hypnosis and spiritual manipulation.

Sure enough, Chris walked to Wang Xuebin, took his magic ring and drew waves of light that were invisible to the naked eye in front of Wang Xuebin.

"Come on, follow my order!"

Confused words penetrated Wang Xuebin's heart, and Chris's fragile mental power was also trying to flow into his mind.

This is spiritual hypnosis, not spiritual manipulation.

Wang Xuebin's eyelids drooped slightly, his face was expressionless, he raised his head slightly, stared at Chris' eyes, and the meager but extremely pure mental power in his mind broke through Chris's spiritual defense line.

And followed Wang Xuebin's eyes and penetrated into Chris's mind.

It’s not that Wang Xuebin cannot use magic, he cannot use high-level magic. Whether it is the previous fire method or the later water method, it is all very high-end, elemental magic.

They are all the kind that uses special effects to fly all over the sky, and they are more and less mental power.

Although spiritual magic is also very profound, it focuses on the purity of mental power. He is familiar with this kind of magic, but because it has no special effects, he doesn't like it very much.

After all, being strong is a temporary matter, and being handsome is a lifetime matter.

If you simply compete for the purity of mental power, even the level 777 Balsazer cannot compare with him.

Wang Xuebin's mental power is steel, and Balsazze's mental power is iron ore. The yellow-haired mental power can only be regarded as a sponge, or a kind that cannot be squeezed out of water.

Wang Xuebin found Huangmao’s mind without much effort. After a fear technique continued, Huangmao’s tragedy!

I saw his expression fading, and his whole consciousness fell into an extremely dark space.

There is only faint light in this space and nothing can be seen clearly.

Above his head, a pair of huge eyes stared at him ruthlessly, putting heavy pressure on his heart.

After taking two steps, the yellow hair was slippery and he would step on some broken limbs.

A pungent smell of rust penetrated his nose, and the biting chill sank his thinking. He couldn't see anything clearly, but he could feel the shadows hidden around him, which was an indescribable despair.

"Who...I know it was you who made it...Chinese people, I know it was you...you...you come out...I am the successor of Morgana...My teacher is a famous magician, a disciple of the fear nun..."

On the stage, Wang Xuebin looked at the yellow-haired crying expressionlessly, and the people in the audience applauded and cheered, thinking that this was also a performance, a show.

Wang Xuebin did not pay attention to Huangmao, and stood up and left directly from the backstage. Someone would deal with this Huangmao.

“Where is Chris’ lounge?”

Backstage, Wang Xuebin called out to the staff who were peeking at the show and asked with a smile.

The staff member asked hesitantly:

"Who are you?"

Wang Xuebin pointed to the stage and said:

"I am the assistant of Morgana Murgana, and I performed with him. His performance has not been completed yet. I can already end the curtain call. Go to the lounge to wait for him first!"

The staff nodded skeptically.

"Lounge No. 13, it is his exclusive use. Without anyone else, you can rest with confidence!"

Wang Xuebin smiled and said thank you and walked towards the lounge.

When he arrived at the door, he looked down and saw that there was no magic trap. He pushed the door and swept his eyes.

The safe in the corner emits a dark green light.

Wang Xuebin walked forward, tinkered with it twice, opened the door of the safe, and a thick Morgana magic book appeared in front of him.

Wang Xuebin brought up the magic book, threw him into the storage space, and then searched all the magic props in the safe, leaving a note, changed into a piece of clothing, and left.

Wang Xuebin did not go back to his room, but went downstairs to the parking lot and drove out of the city.

As soon as he left, Balsazze rushed to the hotel and found the lounge along the compass. This was the place with the strongest breath of Wang Xuebin.

Barsazze stood at the door of the lounge, writing his drafts in his heart, thinking about how to communicate and persuade Mr. Nicholas to learn magic with him.

Finally, he made up his mind, took a deep breath, tidyed up his clothes, cleaned his throat, and knocked on the door solemnly.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

There was no sound in the room, and Balsazer frowned and knocked it again.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

There was still no sound, and Barsazze felt a little bad. He waved his hand and rushed into the lounge directly.

Sure enough, there were no figures in the lounge.

He closed the door thoughtfully, and used the sand of the retrospective again. He saw Wang Xuebin change his clothes, stuffing the changed clothes into the safe together with a note, and sprayed a bunch of perfume and left.

Sure enough, Nicholas already knew how to find him and began to deal with it.

Barsazze sighed helplessly and stepped forward to open the safe. If he guessed correctly, the notes in the safe would be left for him.

"Dear Mr. Barsazze, please believe that I will not meet you until I am sure to defeat you. Don't have to find me. I have the ability to make you unable to find me!

By the way, the owner of this lounge is the successor of Morgana. His magic book has been confiscated by me. As for how to deal with it, let's leave it to you, the successor of Merlin!

Hope for peace!

Your Nicholas Cage”

Barsazer looked at the note, frowned and said nothing. After a long time, he sighed, stood up, looked at the signature photos of the yellow-haired mantle in the room, and left the lounge.

"Hello, I am Chris' assistant, where is he now?"

At the door, a short-haired man in a delicate black suit asked a staff member.

"You are also Chris' assistant? Well, he's in the infirmary now, and he's frightened!"

Barsazze, wearing a black suit, listened thoughtfully, nodded and said thank you, turned around and walked towards the infirmary.

The staff member looked at Balsazze who was leaving with confusion and murmured:

"What's the origin of this Chris? Why do you have so many assistants..."