"Memory!"

Yuris finally smiled with satisfaction, "Yes, memory, that's why every mage needs it!"

Wu Chen looked at the spell book in Yuris's hand, it was a mage's source of power, when would he be able to have it, it ...... Can it be brought to life, and if so, what an incredible sight?

"A mage, with his own ability to memorize the number of spell structure models, is his spell bit, due to the particularity of the spell structure model, after a spell cast, this memory will disappear, therefore, the most important job of a mage is the preparation of spells in advance. ”

"Teacher, you ...... What kind of magic is your spell slot ready for?"

"Remember, a mage's spell preparation is absolute**, it is a matter of life and death, even the closest person can't tell him, and you don't want to tempt unless you want to kill him!"

Scared, so strict zhòng?

Wu Chen shrank his head, "Got it, teacher!"

Yuris slowed down, "It is impossible for a mage to go to the "castle" to find it again every time he memorizes a spell, and the spell book has become an indispensable storage medium for every mage, it is a source of power for a mage, and it is also a basis for judging the level of a mage's achievements!"

"The spell book can be used by yourself, and can also be given to your friends and students, as the mage grows and becomes stronger, the spell book will continue to be replaced, and some mages will not only be the magic model, but also will understand their own research and understanding of magic, the perception of spells, the conjecture and speculation of magic, with a unique spiritual imprint engraved in it, to get a strong ** master's spell book, for a mage, is the most precious and valuable gift!"

Yuris patted the spell book in his hand and looked at Wu Chen's lit eyes with a smile, "This is the spell book I used after becoming an official mage, in addition to the dozens of spell structure models of the first and second level plastic magic, there are also my perceptions and understandings during that time...... Yes, you call me a teacher, and I don't deny it, but I'm going to accept you as an apprentice, and the formal etiquette will be reissued when you get to the destination...... This spell book is for you!"

"Thank you, thank you, teacher......" Wu Chen was overjoyed, and thanked him busily, if it wasn't for the awe of Yuris, he just had to grab it.

"However, the spell book is a magic item that can only be used and read after becoming an official mage, and you are not even a first-level apprentice now, let alone a full-fledged mage......" Yuris slowly put away the spell book, "When you become a full-fledged mage, this is your gift...... Alright, don't despair, let's move on to the lesson!"

Let me take it first, can you?" Wu Chen complained in his heart in disappointment.

"A mage's spell slots are limited, the number of spell slots is directly related to the mage's combat effectiveness, and even whether he can be promoted, the number of spell slots directly reflects the strength of the mage's spiritual power, and what does the spiritual power come from?

"Although spiritual power cannot allow the mage to release magic directly, it is the premise of touching the magic net, reaching the "castle", finding the "room", and remembering the structure model of the spell............

"When a legendary mage gradually matures, maybe he can still directly touch a trace of the rhythm of the law, at that time, the magic can no longer be a bottleneck to restrain him, and the spiritual power touches the law, projections, weaves, and forms its own realm............"

"And once the mage has the realm...... In the realm, he is the master, and he directly modifies the rules of the universe, even if the doppelgangers of the gods come, if they fail in the competition in the realm, the end will not be much better than that of mortals!"

"When you get here, are you there?"

"No, the gods are but a visible monument, and the heart of a mage never ends......"

Wu Chen's heart was surging when he heard this, he couldn't wait to become a mage immediately, and he would become a legend in the blink of an eye, God blocked and killed God and Buddha, and the world overturned in his hand, and he was ambushed in anger, what kind of pleasure should it be, what kind of happiness should it be......

Ulris woke up from his longing, shook his head, smiled dumbly, and said, "Let's keep our feet on the ground, Figo!"

"Call me Wu Chen, teacher!" Wu Chen prudently corrected Yuris's mistakes, Figo?

"Wu Chen?"

The pronunciation of Chinese in the other world, whether it came from Wu Chen's current mouth or from Yuris, was very strange, and Wu Chen repeated it several times with great difficulty, and finally gave up in despair......

Figo is Figo, that's not the point, yes, Wu Chen sued himself.

"You'd better call me Figo, Sensei"

Yuris shrugged his shoulders, "Okay, Figo, do you know what your biggest problem is right now? No, it's not elemental affinity, it's the cultivation of spiritual power! Look, 32 Farr's time, you only briefly entered a meditation, how many 32 Farr can you have in your life?"

Wu Chen was awe-inspiring, straightening his face to show caution, "I will work hard, teacher!"

"Actually, meditation ............ It can also be done after you go back, oh no, in sleep, isn't it?" Yuris winked playfully, with a meaningful ambiguous gaze, obviously having a direct guess about Wu Chen's biggest secret, Wu Chen touched his head and smiled awkwardly, "Yes, I will, even in 'sleep'!"

"Alright, that's all for today's lesson...... Yuris stood up, "it shouldn't be difficult to try to enter the meditation on your own, and carefully recall the feeling you felt when you first entered............ Even if it's an exam, don't let me down!"

Wu Chen sent Yuris away nervously, it was already dark outside the tent, a blood-red full moon hung in the sky, countless stars twinkled in the dark sky, and in the camp, the mercenaries chatted and laughed quietly around the bonfire, eating......

The world is so different, even the air is exceptionally pure and fresh.

Wu Chen returned to the tent and sat down cross-legged like Yuris, closed his eyes, and recalled the last time he entered meditation.

It's like piercing a layer of window paper, like suddenly having a pair of strange eyes.

Eyes, eyes......

In the center of the eyebrows, in the pineal gland......

Then, the "eye" in Wu Chen's eyebrows opened again, and suddenly, a colorful flat world appeared in his spiritual perception.