The temple was so big that it was deathly, but there were only three people, Lin Zhao, Sindra, and the old mage, and it was so desolate that people wanted to go crazy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 But neither the old mage nor Sindra were ordinary people, and they were already used to it, and they didn't feel any discomfort at all.

After Lin Zhao followed the old mage and Sindra into the monastery, the old mage didn't even arrange a place for Lin Zhao to live, but just asked Lin Zhao to find a room casually. So Lin Zhao walked around the temple by himself, looking for a room that was about the same.

What is amazing is that with such a large room and such two people, this temple is exceptionally tidy, without cobwebs and not much dust. This made Lin Zhao feel a lot better.

Lin Zhao turned around, found a room casually, pushed open the door and went in, and put down his luggage. The room is very simplely furnished, with a low wooden bed, a table, and a chair. Although it is very clean, it has been uninhabited for a long time, and it is still a little damp.

Lin Zhao opened the window to dry the room, and sat on the low wooden bed for a while, thinking about whether he should ask the old master if there was any extra bedding in the temple.

Then there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door. Fluctuations in runic energy followed.

Lin Zhao got up and looked towards the door, and a girl dressed in purple walked out from behind the open door, her long white hair swaying with her steps, soft as water.

It was Sindra who came.

She stood at the door and glanced at the room, then looked at Lin Zhao and said, "Are you called Lin Zhao?" I remember hearing those people say, you seem to have your name, right? ”

"Yes, Ms. Sindra." Lin Zhao nodded in response.

Sindra waved her hand and said, "Don't call me lady, I'm not that old!" Just call me Sindra. Have you packed up? Come with me when you're packed, the teacher is waiting for us. ”

She turned around and walked out of the room. Her long white hair swayed behind her, like an open cloak.

There are no outsiders here, and Lin Zhao naturally doesn't need to close the doors and windows. He walked out after Sindra, letting the doors and windows open and the wind blowing in and sweeping away the dampness.

"How did you know I was here?" After Lin Zhao caught up with Sindra, he asked Sindra. After entering the monastery, he separated from the old mage and Sindra, and he was looking for a room alone. He was a little curious about how Sindra determined which room she was in.

"The Caring Eye, the Teacher's Detection Magic." Sindra looked a little strange, as if she wasn't a bit interested in the magic.

Lin Zhao shuddered unconsciously when he heard the name. He secretly guessed that this magic might have something to do with Sindra. Maybe it was developed by the old mage to prevent Sindra from escaping from the monastery.

But the name of this magic is also a little disgusting!

Lin Zhao guessed this in his heart, but he didn't dare to be directly convinced. But looking at Sindra's expression, Lin Zhao didn't dare to ask directly.

The monastery is deep, and the wind is howling. Lin Zhao followed Sindra to the middle hall of the temple, and saw the old master sitting on the futon in the middle of the hall, closing his eyes and recuperating. The snow-white and dense beard kept fluttering on his chin, and he wondered if it was affected by the slowly flowing runic energy around the old mage's body.

This hall is very much in the style of a Chinese temple in the previous life, with red pillars carved beams, blue bricks and green tiles, behind the futon, there is a high platform made of stone, about half a person high, and there is a futon on the left and right sides of the old master under the high platform. Lin Zhao saw that the high platform was uneven, and there seemed to be mottled traces of copper products, maybe it was a remnant of a bronze statue similar to a Buddha statue in a previous life.

Lin Zhao felt that this temple was very likely to be snatched by the old monk who didn't know which group of monks he had snatched and threw away the Buddha statue by the way. forcibly occupied.

Look at where the old master is sitting, where is there the appearance of a half-point monk?

When Sindra entered the hall, she took a futon from the old mage's right, moved it forward, and sat down on it, but did not speak.

Lin Zhao couldn't be like Sindra, he honestly saluted the old mage and shouted, "Teacher." At this time, he suddenly realized that by now, he was going to apprentice, but he didn't even know the name of the old master.

"Sit down, my new student." The old mage nodded and motioned for Lin Zhao to take the futon from his side.

Lin Zhao couldn't stand the old mage's tone. Although it is very common for the old mage to say this sentence in the lingua franca of the Valoran continent, Lin Zhao, whose mother tongue is Chinese, has been learning the lingua franca of the Valoran continent since he was a child in this world, and he also uses Chinese as a reference, and even understands it by translating it into Chinese many times. The old mage's name really made him feel a little gay.

"Teacher, my name is Lin Zhao." Lin Zhao reminded the old mage not to call himself "my new student" at every turn, then picked up the remaining futon from the old mage's side, retreated to Sindra, put down the futon and sat down.

After all, the old mage was not a religious person, and he had no requirements for a sitting position, and he and Sindra sat very casually. Lin Zhao also sat casually, waiting for the old mage to speak.

The old mage said, "Lin Zhao, have you ever studied magic before?" ”

Lin Zhao shook his head and replied, "Teacher, I used to be in Spro Village, and in that village, I could only come into contact with Dao carvings and sculptures, and I never had the opportunity to learn about magic. ”

"Then when did you start feeling the energy of the runes?" The old mage asked again. He seemed to be very concerned about this question, and when he asked this question, his two eyes were staring at Lin Zhao tightly, his eyes burning.

Lin Zhao subconsciously sat up straight, and replied, "I can feel it since I was a child. ”

The old mage nodded again and said, "This is your talent, Lin Zhao, you have to grasp it well." In the Land of Runeterra, no one has ever felt the origin of rune energy directly like you. ”

"The origin of runic energy?" Lin Zhao asked.

"Yes." The old mage said, "Even I can only have a general understanding of the origin of the rune energy, and then speculate based on your reaction to Sindra's dark orb. I'm glad that my knowledge of magic is quite authoritative in this area, and I can judge your exceptional talent. It's my luck and yours. ”

"Really?" Lin Zhao unconsciously fell into deep thought. The runic energy that he could feel since he was a child, he didn't even pay much attention to it at first. It was only when he began to practice the techniques of his previous life that he continued to increase the intensity of his body's workouts, and this ability gradually became apparent, making him realize that it could play a role in boosting his body and techniques.

The rune energy in his perception was like an extension of his thinking consciousness, he originally thought that this kind of ability was very common for the people of the Valoran Continent, but he didn't expect it to be so special.