Sword and Magic and Taxi

Adjust the spell pronunciation, adjust the gesture of the spell, and then perceive the effect through the change of the magic flow. [Full text reading] Like adjusting the formula of a potion, Zhao Mai is also constantly improving the healing spell. He stood on the covered bridge, repeating this spell repeatedly without anyone else.

This covered bridge is a convenient passage between the Gryffindor Tower and the main castle. Many students still choose to pass here without knowing what happened. Many people start with "Wow, how did this happen?" As the opening remarks, most people choose to take a detour and go past the first floor of the castle. Some people who were curious about spells or eighth-grade seniors stayed and stopped and watched for a while.

Zhao Mai didn't care about being watched, he was immersed in the joy brought by the flow of magic. As the power of the spell continues to increase, he has been able to mobilize fist-sized stones to repair, and the spell has become more and more active. This kind of feeling seems to be familiar. Zhao Mai often feels this way when communicating with the Force of Nature and guiding the Force of Nature into spells.

But from beginning to end, an awkward feeling is rooted in this spell, closely entangled. Zhao Mai wanted to make the spell more precise and precise just like configuring a potion, but it was never achieved. He seemed to hit a transparent barrier. Although he could see the opposite target, he couldn't penetrate through the obstacle and could not reach the target. He thought for a while: It seems that he must change his mind.

The wizard puts his will above nature, but Zhao Mai doesn't have to. He began to try to loosen the control of the magic a little bit, let it work "naturally". Immediately after something magical happened, magic modified itself to a certain extent and became smoother. This change was subtle, and after a period of time, it led to the collapse of the spell, but that momentary adjustment gave Zhao Mai new ideas.

He stopped first, sitting on the ground with his cheeks supported, thinking about the magical changes at that moment. When the onlookers saw Zhao Mai stop casting spells, they thought he had almost exhausted his mana rest, so they dispersed one after another. Only Barbara and Susie, and Addo stayed.

"What is he doing?" Susie dragged Barbara: "Don't look, don't forget that there are homework for the potions class!"

"Shhh, believe me, there must be something nice in a while." Barbara also sat on the ground and took out the potion textbook and workbook from her schoolbag: "You can do homework here too!"

"This...oh, I really can't do anything with you." Susie shook her head, "Don't be fascinated, you know?"

Susie sat next to Barbara, and Xiao Hua sat next to Zhao Mai. She didn't say a word, just looked at him intently. Zhao Mai is adjusting the natural force in his body, and at the same time adjusting his psychic powers. If it weren't for Zhao Mai's special familiarity, coupled with being very sensitive to the surrounding energy, Xiao Hua would not be able to see the changes. In the world of the force of nature, every creature has its own characteristics, and there are no individuals with exactly the same force of nature, even twins will be different. This difference comes partly from species and partly from environmental changes.

But there is also a part of the transformation of the organism to itself. Druids are the only kind of people who can change the characteristics of their own force and the characteristics of species from the biological level by sensing the natural force. Take the force of soul and will as the core, keep the mind intact, and then change the force on the material level. Druids can not only become animals, but also plants and elements without nerves and brains.

The same is true for green dreams, leaving the body and letting the mind fly. These are all levels that Xiaohua can understand, but what happened to Zhao Mai is a little different: his material level has not changed, but the characteristics of the mind are changing. Come and change. This should be a very dangerous thing, after all, Zhao Mai's memory and personality are in it. But from Xiaohua's point of view, although the characteristics are changing, that characteristic is still Zhao Mai. This is the weirdness, the change and the unchanged exist at the same time.

Xiao Hua was naturally a little worried about this situation, but she didn't know what to do and didn't dare to bother, so she had to sit quietly with Zhao Mai. Fortunately, Zhao Mai did not lose his will. He saw Xiao Hua and suddenly said, "It's really beautiful."

Xiao Hua's face flushed. "Why... why do you suddenly say this..."

"I just saw it now. Naturally, it's really beautiful." Zhao Mai said in a gentle voice, "This beauty is reflected in all aspects, all aspects, even above knowledge, but a manifestation of Tao."

"I don’t need to learn aerodynamics, but I can also tell the quality of the aircraft—I only need to see whether it’s beautiful or not; I don’t need to calculate eddy currents and waves, but I also know which one. Boats are better-as long as they are beautiful or not. Although it is not good to judge people by their appearance, there is some truth to knowing people by their appearance, and beauty is the most basic truth."

Zhao Mai stood up and said with emotion: "The mountains, rivers, earth, ocean and the creatures in them have all gone through the test of countless time, and then become what they are now. There is no experience, knowledge and data in the world that can surpass nature. The accumulation of itself, and this accumulation is being displayed in front of us in the form of beauty. It is only with the eyes of wisdom to discover it."

"The movements of the limbs come from this pursuit of beauty, and so are the sounds, and even more so are the spells. The starry face Merlin uses natural sounds, which are powerful and shocking, but there is no beauty in it, only precision. Zhao Mai said: "Mathematics is a measure of beauty, but mathematics is only a part of nature, the part that humans understand, and there are other things outside of that system. Xiaohua, I am too obsessed with statistics and building models. , Make a set of specifications. However, all of the above is to put on a set of clothes for myself. It is undeniable that it is very useful, but as the clothes get thicker, I will be restrained. I learn mathematics, but Drew Yi is not mathematics, intelligence is not the decisive force, perception is."

"I now really understand why I need to feel and communicate with nature. For the whole nature, mathematics is too small and requires a larger amount of data tools to understand, and I choose beauty. Xiaohua, this is my experience."

"I have psychic powers, I have natural force, but why should they be strictly separated? Why should my mind be isolated from nature?" Zhao Mai thought of Sith and Jedi through the goblin Ronda, and thought of that The group of characters who use the force, can't their power system inspire him?

He shook his hand slightly, and the wand appeared in his hand. He no longer swings the whip with one hand, but uses the feeling of directing the band with two hands to cast the spell. The natural force and psychic powers are initially combined, and they are spoken out through the language of the spell. This is like creating a plot. The beginning and the end are already in my mind, and the ups and downs and the ups and downs in the middle need to be slowly generated~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Use a beautiful perspective to think about the changes in magic and let nature The power of it fits into it.

The castle trembled, and then the huge stones scattered on the ground rose into the sky, followed by small fragments. They are as clear as the migratory birds in the sky, and coordinate their actions like a school of fish in the sea. They will be in their positions in a short while, returning to the original shape of the bridge. After that, the brilliance of magic kept shining from the cracks, making up for the broken wounds one by one. There is constant wind flying up from the ground with dust, soil and gravel to make up for the missing parts, not like small parts blown away by the wind. About ten minutes later, Zhao Mai put down his arms, and the covered bridge had recovered.

Barbara stabbed Susie, who was already dumbfounded by her elbow, and said triumphantly: "I'm right! There will definitely be a good show to stay!"

"It's not just a good show." Susie raised her eyes and said in a low voice: "No student can do what he does, and even some teachers may not do it."

"Of course, I knew it a long time ago." Barbara chuckled, "Is there hope for the Academy Cup this time?"

"It's not necessarily. His magic is amazing. It doesn't mean that he can win the Academy Cup." Susie's eyes flashed slyly: "Unless the top three can be held again and he becomes the ultimate winner. To be continued.)