In the following days, Wang Xu began to cultivate the Black Mang Meditation Method.

The Black Mang Meditation Method is not practiced, but a visualization thought, in one's own mind, visualize the star chart on the Black Mang Meditation Method to open up a meditation space.

It sounds simple, but it's hard to do.

In the Black Mang Meditation Method during the apprenticeship period, a total of nine stars must be visualized, and the nine stars should be visualized in the mind at the same time, and arranged in a special position to form a star brand, which can be regarded as an apprentice-level meditation method.

At first glance, it was inconspicuous, but when Wang Xu thought about it, it was like having fetal obsession, and he would immediately forget the location of these stars.

When we give up the visualization, the memory comes back to us, and it feels like we suddenly remember a word, and the word wanders around in our minds, and we just forget how to say it.

It's very familiar, but I can't think of it, and the more I can't think of it, the more anxious I am, and the more anxious I am, the cleaner I forget.

For seven days in a row, Wang Xu found nothing, and he was distraught to ask the black crow, the time for several senior brothers to cultivate the idea of Heimangguan.

Black Crow laughed when he heard this, and told him with a smile that among the dozen or so disciples of Master Heimang, the fastest one took six months, and the slowest one took 24 years.

At the same time, he also told him that the Black Mang Meditation Method was very special and required cultivators to empty their minds.

The more immobile a person is, the more his mind is like a mirror, the faster he will learn this meditation method.

On the contrary, people who have distracting thoughts and can't help but think crankily have not been able to get started for more than ten years.

Wang Xu was dumbfounded when he heard it, he didn't know if he had distracting thoughts, but he knew that he couldn't be like a mirror and not stained with dust.

Sure enough, in the next few months, Wang Xu still couldn't get started, and so far, he has been in the wizard plane for eight months.

"No distractions is a sentence, but it's not that simple to do, the more demanding I am, the more I can't ask for it, and now I've fallen into a weird cycle, this is absolutely not good, I have to think of a way."

Wang Xu thought so in his heart, and planned to go to the upper echelons of the Black Mang Wizard Tower to visit the Black Mang Wizard to seek answers.

The Black Mang Wizard usually sees the head but the tail of the dragon, and even Wang Xu has only seen him once when he was apprenticing these days.

This time, whether he could see the Black Mang Wizard or not, Wang Xu didn't know in his heart, but he was unwilling not to try him.

Knock knock...

"Mentor, the disciple has doubts in his heart, and I hope the mentor can answer them."

Standing outside the door, Wang Xu knocked on the door, waiting for the reply of the Black Mang Wizard.

This wait is five hours, just when Wang Xu was extremely anxious and felt that it was not the Black Mang Wizard who was not there, and he should come again next time, the voices of countless people came from the room, and said like a chorus: "After waiting for five hours, you are impatient, you are not even calm, how can you get started with meditation?" ”

As soon as he heard the Black Mang Wizard speak, he pinpointed his confusion.

Wang Xu hurriedly changed his face to respect, and asked, "Mentor, then how should I solve it?" ”

"I don't know why you're so eager to get started with meditation, but I know your mind is in turmoil. Since your heart is in turmoil, then go out for a walk, calm your heart, and come back when you calm down. ”

Wang Xu suddenly realized, and said softly: "You mean, let me calm down, don't think about meditation for the time being, and it will come naturally?" ”

"No, I'm afraid that you will think too much, and your hair will be bald at a young age, and you will die before you get old."

Wang Xu: "..."

With a plausible answer, Wang Xu left sullenly and began his journey of meditation.

Actually, it's better to say it's a meditation trip than to go around and relax.

And the place he is going to is also very special, it is the Black Mang Wizard Academy, a small world under its jurisdiction.

This small world was discovered hundreds of years ago, and the Black Mang Academy occupied it and turned it into its own resource plane.

Here, the standard of living of the people is still the same as in the European Middle Ages.

Wizards are just black hands hidden behind the scenes, and on the surface, the whole world is made up of countless kingdoms, which are conquest against each other and fight all day long.

Wang Xu chose this place as a place of meditation because this small world is very special, it actually has its own power system, producing a kind of transcendent person called knight.

"Have you heard that the territory of Black Iron City has been divided into a new earl from the Imperial City."

"I heard that this new earl is quite mysterious, let alone us, even the people of the imperial city don't know where he came from, why he was canonized as an earl as soon as he appeared."

"Hehe, you don't know, my aunt's nephew's nephew's cousin is a guard in the imperial city. He told me that this new earl was the illegitimate son of His Majesty. ”

"Bastard, really?"

"Of course it's true, or you say, why did a person who no one had ever seen and had never lived in his life become a powerful earl as soon as he appeared and had his own territory?"

"Hey, that makes sense!"

The Iron Cross Kingdom, although not the most powerful among the many kingdoms, is still wise.

During the thirty years of the new king's reign, he had only heard of the knighthood, and never heard of anyone who had been canonized.

Such a stingy king, who regarded the land as more important than his life, suddenly canonized a real earl with a fief, and to say that the person who was canonized was not the illegitimate son of the king, I am afraid that no one present would believe it.

Black Iron City...

Flags emblazoned with golden tulips fluttered above the carriage, and two teams of knights in plate armor, with unsquinting guards on the left and right, followed the carriage slowly through the city gates.

Count Tulip, the new favorite of the nobility of the imperial city, who is rumored to be the illegitimate son of the king, sits in this black carriage.

No one knows where Count Tulip came from, only that if you run into the king, the wise and generous king will laugh it off.

If you run into Count Tulip, the angry king will whip you to death.

The last person who did not believe in evil was a favorite concubine of the king, and when the king was about to be canonized, she complained that the title was too high, and it was better to give a viscount to raise it first, but she was killed by the rod in front of the palace.

From that moment on, everyone understood that the new Count Tulip was definitely someone not to be provoked.

Similarly, it is more confirmed that Count Tulip is the illegitimate son of the king, and it is even rumored that if it were not for the fledgling heir to the throne, the abolition would affect the national Zuo, and the current Count Tulip would not be Count Tulip, but His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Lord Earl, we have entered the Black Iron City."

Hearing the knight's words, the curtain was lifted, and a young man in a black straitjacket with the count's insignia poked his head out of the carriage.

"Black Iron City!"

Looking at the turbulent moat, the tall city gate, and the trebuchets and ballista carts placed on the city walls, the young man nodded quietly.

The young man here is Wang Xu, who came to relax.

Mentor Heimang said that he should go out for a walk and be quiet, so Wang Xu came.

However, he is not here to experience the suffering of the people, and he should have the identity that he should have.

"Get out of the way, I've rammed the Earl, watch your heads!"

Several knights rode forward, dispersing the civilians who stood in their way.

This is worthy of the Middle Ages, where the royal power is fully exerted, and it is a capital crime for commoners to collide with nobles, and no one cares if they are killed in the way.

On the other hand, when a nobleman kills a commoner, he only needs to pay a fine, let alone go to jail, and he will not even be reprimanded.

At most, it is to kill civilians, which will bring notoriety to the nobles and affect the defection of hooligans.

As for the existing civilians, they could not leave the fiefdom without amnesty, and even if their lord killed a lot of people, they were still considered the personal property of the lord, and if they escaped, they would be hanged by the sheriff.

"It's really poor, no, it should be said that the common people are really poor."

Looking at the children running around the street and not even having shoes, Wang Xu's concept of poverty became clearer.

In fact, in the age of the pyramid of kingship and lordship, the commoners were the exploited class.

For example, a small town can canonize a baron.

First of all, the baron had to have his own castle, a butler, a maid, a gardener, a cook, a knight's squire, a soldier, and even a knight.

Where does such a large consumption come from, it all comes from the hands of the common people under its rule.

Therefore, in this era, ten taxes and seven are the norm, and a few harsh lords will even implement the policy of ten taxes and eight taxes.

In this way, every winter someone starves to death and freezes to death, and there is no ladder at all for civilians unless they are very lucky enough to be chosen as soldiers by their lord and then canonized as knights for their meritorious service in the lord's conquests.

The children of peasants will always be peasants, the sons of knights will always be knights, and the sons of nobles will always be nobles, this is the law of this world.

People who have never been nobles in their ancestors, unless they launch a war to destroy the country, they will never be canonized as nobles, and the greatest opportunity in their lives is to become a knight captain.

And the knight chief, to put it bluntly, is just a high-level thug raised by the aristocracy, and this is an unattainable dream of commoners.

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