"Relax and feel the arcane energy with all your heart..." Krabi's voice echoed in the room, pointing at Morses who was sitting cross-legged on the chair.
"I...I saw it!" Morses suddenly said loudly. He was closing his eyes at this moment, but he could see blue light spots floating around him.
Two days have passed since he first started learning, and this is also the first time he has truly felt the arcana.
"Very good! This means that you have taken the most important step, carefully using your spirit to control them... I can't describe this process, you can only feel it yourself. Every transcendent person has his or her own experience with this.
Understood." Krabi smiled and nodded, then continued to guide.
"Try...to control them?" Morsis began to try with a vague understanding, but he couldn't figure out how to use the so-called "mental power".
"How to use the spirit?" Morsis thought doubtfully. This is not an arm. It cannot be waved at will. There must be a special way to use it.
"The old man must have deliberately not said it. Well...it's useless to think about that. Use your brain, Morsis. How do you use your mind to control arcane energy?" Morsis kept thinking, "Look."
Looking at the blue light spots around him, countless methods were thought of in his mind, but they were immediately discarded.
"What should I do? By the way... this is mental power. After all, it is my spirit. Do I have to rely on imagination?" Thinking of this, Morses cast his "eyes" on a few blue light spots nearby, and then sighed.
He took a breath and said, "How could the secret of the spell be so simple... Could it be that if I just looked at it and thought, 'Catch it here,' it would come over?"
Just as Morsis was thinking this, he saw those light spots actually moving closer to him.
If he was not in this state at this moment, he would have been stunned.
"No, that's not right... I tried this at the beginning, but failed. This is not a simple imagination." After calming down, Morse thought about the information under the simple surface, "Although I am like this..."
Just as he was thinking about it, Morsis concentrated again, his own thoughts echoing in his mind.
I saw that the previous light spots turned into rings and moved regularly.
"...It requires absolute concentration, and the situation in my casual state just met the requirement." Morsis "looked" at the rotating light spots and thought about several elements of the use of mental power.
"First of all, you need to be undistracted, just like the state of mind just now...Does it make you more focused when you are most casual? It seems that we have to add one more thing, that is, you can't do it deliberately." Morses thought, and then he continued to control more
There were too many light spots. After a while, he frowned and said, "Not too many, otherwise you will not be able to maintain this state of mind, and your spirit may not be able to bear it... The current limit is about a hundred arcane light spots, any more will be
Untenable situations will occur.”
"Very good. It seems that you have mastered the method of using mental power. This is much faster than I thought." Krabe's voice suddenly came, interrupting Morses' thinking, and those few coins were being controlled.
The light spot also lost control.
Krabe touched his chin, nodded, and said, "But it's not stable enough. A true transcendent will not lose control of arcana just because of other people's words, so you still need a lot of practice."
...Well, for now, you can already try meditation.”
"What to do?" Morses asked.
Krabi picked up the kettle from the table, poured himself a glass of water, took a sip and said, "Do you still remember the 'Arcana Ball' I showed you?"
Morsis nodded and said, "Well, you said that is the prototype of all spells."
"Well, it should be the prototype of most spells. As a scholar, you must be rigorous in everything!" Kela Bei put down the water glass and continued, "Of course, most of this includes meditation..."
"So, I want to build an arcane ball in this state now?" Morses asked.
Krabei nodded with a smile and replied, "You don't have to gather such a big arcane ball like I did before. You only need more than thirty arcane light points, otherwise your mental body will not be able to bear it.
." Krabi walked up to Morses, drew a circle in front of him with his finger, and said, "Construct as many such arcane balls as possible, and let them 'flow' into your spiritual body along a certain trajectory.
, to achieve the purpose of strengthening!”
Morses nodded and began to concentrate on building the arcane ball.
This is much more difficult than moving the arcane light points. For some reason, it is always difficult to make them gather into a ball shape, which requires a lot of continuous investment of mental energy. This makes Morsis, who has just mastered the relevant abilities, feel very tired.
After a full ten minutes, he finally produced the first arcane ball. It exuded a faint blue light, and the thirty arcane light points inside moved in an orderly manner, as if they were a whole.
"The principle of the Arcane Ball is to concentrate the originally independent arcana into a whole. This process will make the arcana itself extremely resistant, so it will encounter its tenacious resistance." Krabe smiled gently and continued, "
I originally thought that it would take you at least a day to complete the production of the first Arcane Ball, but I didn't expect that it was completed in ten minutes. You are worthy of Perval's son."
Morses would usually be very happy when hearing such compliments, but at this moment he couldn't say anything.
An indescribable feeling of fatigue eroded his spirit, sleepiness, and headache all came together, making it difficult for him to even move his eyelids.
The light of the arcane ball also gradually dimmed, and soon it scattered, turning into more than thirty arcane light points again.
At the same time, Morses fell facing forward. He finally couldn't hold on and lost consciousness.
Krabi quickly supported him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, shook his head and sighed, "You are still a child after all, isn't it too forced?"
Krabei helped Morses up and raised his left hand. A huge arcane ball dozens of times larger than the one gathered by Morses gradually emerged and enveloped the two of them.
It exuded an extremely shining light, but it continued to shrink. Within a minute, the ball of light and the two people inside disappeared from the same place.
At the same time, in Morses' room, a ball of arcane energy gathered out of thin air and gradually grew larger, eventually becoming the same size as the one that had just disappeared.
After it reached its limit, it gradually became transparent and finally disappeared into the room, leaving only Krabi and Morses.
"I haven't used it for so many years. I really miss it." Krabi smiled, then sighed and placed Morses on his bed.
"Have a good rest..." After taking a look at the sleeping Morses, Krabi opened the door and walked out.
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"Spiritual power, guide arcane energy, inject it into the body, strengthen the soul..." A strange and solemn voice echoed in Morse's mind, causing him to open his eyes involuntarily.
But what he saw was not the familiar ceiling, but a vast starry sky.
Morsis looked around in surprise and found that he was on a grassland under the starry sky.
There were twelve towering stone pillars beside him. The pillars were engraved with dense patterns and exuded an ancient atmosphere.
"Spiritual power, guide arcane energy, inject it into the body, strengthen the soul..." The ancient and solemn voice came again, and this time Morsis figured out its source, which was the vast starry sky above his head.
"Where is this? Who are you?" Morses shouted, but no one answered him. The voice just kept repeating that sentence.
"Wait a minute, what's wrong with me?" Morse's expression suddenly changed because he saw his body.
An illusory and unreal body.
Morses didn't realize what happened for a while, and stood there for a full minute.
"There is no other way..." After confirming that he could not figure out where this place was and what happened to him, he sat down cross-legged and decided to follow the instructions of the voice.
"Mental power guides arcane energy...relax, relax..." Morses almost instantly entered a state where he could control his mental power, which was so fast that he was a little surprised.
"How could it be? I haven't had time to adjust my state at all, how could I have completed the preparation directly?" Morses was surprised, but he did not stop what he was doing. He only saw that he was controlling the arcane light around him as before.
The points gather into a ball of arcane energy.
"Adjustment, compression...what?" A rotating ball of arcane energy quickly formed in Morses' hands, but he was so surprised that it immediately collapsed.
"Why so fast?" Morsis frowned, knowing that his level could not improve so much in an instant.
"So, is it because of the environment here?" Morsis stood up and looked around, only to realize that everything around him seemed to be controllable.
It's a feeling that comes from within, as if everything around him is a part of him.
So, he tried to make a stone at his feet break into two halves, and then... it became a reality.
Morses looked at the stone in shock and understood something instantly.
Without any further hesitation, he quickly gathered a ball of arcane energy in the palm of his hand and guided it to integrate into his body.
"Sure enough... integrating any part will strengthen the spiritual body, and there will be no negative effects except fatigue, and the speed of convergence is so fast." Morsis made a preliminary guess about the current situation.
"This is probably my spiritual world, right? But my father's notes mentioned that if you want to enter your own spiritual world, you must at least reach the fifth level and become a high-level transcendent..." Morsis frowned and looked at it.
Looking towards the starry sky, the voice was still repeating those words.
"Although I don't understand what is going on now, it is undoubtedly the unknown entity's fault, right?" Morses turned his attention to the twelve stone pillars around him and said, "They are also things that cannot be controlled..."
Just as Moses was considering whether to take a look at the twelve stone pillars, he suddenly felt a headache.
"This...this is..." Morsis was half-kneeling on the ground, and his vision began to blur.
"The time has come, end..." The voice in the air came again, and Morse closed his eyes after hearing the voice.
Soon, he opened his eyes again.
But this time what he saw was the ceiling of his room, not the vast starry sky.
"What is that..." Morsis stared blankly at the ceiling and said to himself.
