Before the meditation method, many memories of the old alchemist were recorded.

These memories are lengthy and complicated, summarizing the many differences between an alchemist and a alchemist from the perspective of an alchemist.

Yang Chong patiently read through more than thirty pages of almost one-third of the descriptions, and already had a simple impression of both the alchemist and the alchemist in his heart.

"In the eyes of the alchemist, flowers, trees, birds, fish, insects, all existences are independent and indispensable after they are given names, but in the eyes of the alchemist, everything is an inseparable whole."

Yang Chong created a label for both, at first. Alchemist, all things are all things; Fangshi, all things are one.

However, according to the memo, the ancient alchemist and the new alchemist after the cultural exchange have reversed the original concept step by step.

As a result, the most basic meditation method of alchemists has undergone many changes and introduced a new concept, the magic of the machine.

Yang Chong looked at the patterns of the three meditation methods that had changed from ancient times to the present. In the first one, because the paper is very bad, I can only see that the blurred one is full of various lines, but the brushstrokes are too thick, and I can only see that it is a whole circular formation with complex patterns.

In the second picture, the paper is still very bad, but the gap in the middle of the formation has expanded, and suddenly it has changed from a vague black circle to a formation with a beautiful artistic atmosphere.

The last picture uses both sides of the front and back, completely dismantling the formation, clearly marking how many concentric circles there are, in different prototypes, the effective part of many formation outlines, and what parts can add aesthetic patterns, and where can not be scribbled.

Yang Chong sorted out the concentric circles of the formation and the effective symbols in his heart, and suddenly found that the entire picture of the meditation method was suddenly simplified by three-fifths, and all the depictions were clearly visible.

Suddenly, Yang Chong was even more speechless, the various experiences and knowledge that alchemists learned were not for the pursuit of power, but for the more important sense of beauty?

If it weren't for the exchange of civilizations between the two continents, I'm afraid that without the emergence of more powerful knowledge, alchemists would still not change.

Yang Chong silently looked at the meditation method again, memorized all the symbols of the formation pattern in his heart, and stuffed the book back into the travelogue and the bookshelf with his backhand.

The bell of the college's bell tower rang, and Yang Chong finished his work of sorting out books and left work on time.

Stepping out of the library and over a labyrinth of manicured gardens, Yang Chong found himself in a Baroque building. This was the college's cafeteria, and across a tree-lined alley, was the aristocratic college in their town.

As a librarian, Yang Chong enjoys the establishment of faculty members in the college. You can enjoy meals from the cafeteria at noon every day.

Coming to the cafeteria, among today's specialties, Yang Chong chose grilled onion soup and grilled pike.

Seeing no hope of leaving, Yang Chong suppressed the boredom in his heart and never thought about this. But today, looking at the food in front of me for several years in a row, even if I change my tricks, I will eat the same food every week, and I can't help it anymore.

"I really want to eat roast chicken and roast duck."

As the man closest to the cafeteria, Yang Chong finished eating unhurriedly as always, and the other teachers arrived bypassing the tree-lined path.

Leaving before the crowd was crowded, Yang Chong walked to the hillside behind the library.

Yang Chong lay on the grass and entered the daily lunch break state, and at this time, he officially began to meditate in his heart.

The memoirs of an alchemist detail that whether or not you can be an alchemist depends on your natural talent. But the cultivation of meditation itself does not have any limitations.

The spiritual power of mortals is like a few drops of water, whether it is the oldest meditation method or the modified meditation method, it is to use these water as paints, and carve a complete picture in the spirit.

Yang Chong was well-informed and quickly entered a state of concentration.

The force of the outer universe was naturally unable to condense and refine, but when Yang Chong gradually drew a picture of the meditation method in his heart, suddenly, his own spiritual power suddenly condensed from nothingness.

"It works!"

But because of this mental fluctuation, the feeling that I had just felt dissipated. Yang Chong suppressed his distracting thoughts and fantasized again. Suddenly, the spiritual power seemed to have turned into substance, and it condensed again.

This time, Yang Chong slowly controlled his mental power, as if he wanted to sketch out the imaginary meditation method drawing, but as he sketched the first stroke, part of his spiritual power was suddenly drained.

"This amount...... Consumed a tenth in an instant? ”

Yang Chong was extremely surprised in his heart, because according to the records, after leaving the essence part, the meditation method would drain all the spiritual power every time he sketched a pattern.

After ninety percent of the mental power is consumed, the whole person will fall into a state of mental malaise, and it will take half a day to recover slowly. In the end, it would take nearly half a year for all the mental power to sketch out the picture of the meditation method.

Yang Chong was only slightly surprised by the strong foundation of his spiritual power, but he felt that it was reasonable.

Growing up along the way, Yang Chong has realized that it is easy to become a powerhouse in the current realm, but it is difficult to cross the current realm. It's like going from the outer universe to the inner universe, using up everything he has before entering the passage.

It seemed that all the power was gone, but Yang Chong could feel that he had a strong innate advantage over all worlds. And if he has the opportunity to return to the outer universe, he will be able to break through the realm that he once couldn't reach in an instant and become the overlord of the outer universe.

After Yang Chong and the others stabilized their spiritual power, they entered their spiritual power again, and as a result, another meditation method drawing was outlined.

The mental power is still very huge, and Yang Chong unhurriedly consumed fifty percent of the spiritual power, so that he can keep himself in a state where he can react to any unexpected situation at any time.

The bell rang again, and two hours had passed since the meal began, and Yang Chong got up unhurriedly, as if he hadn't gotten the alchemist's meditation method.

After holding back for more than ten years, Yang Chong suddenly got the awakening method of the mysterious power, and he did not immediately devote himself to it, but was very calm.

A week passed unconsciously, but Yang Chong repeated his seemingly boring life every day.

After these days, Yang Chong had already discovered that his spiritual power was not only huge, but even the speed of recovery was fast.

Others sleep for half a day to recover all their mental strength, but as long as he sits there quietly, he can recover half of his mental strength in two hours.

So this week, Yang Chong maintained only half of his spiritual power at all times, and finally outlined all the lines of the meditation method in the sea of consciousness.

After lunch today, lying on the grass to rest, Yang Chong was doing the last thing. That is to guide these lines together and splice them into a complete formation.

Therefore, Yang Chong also deliberately took the time to glance at the memoir when he was cleaning.

In my mind, two concentric circles were set together in parallel, and the lines of different lengths were connected and combined with each other, like ancient words, but in fact they were just strange patterns that could make people manifest their spiritual power.

After the lines were spliced together, in Yang Chong's spirit, a wonderful formation with lines in the double ring suddenly rushed out.

Yang Chong only felt extremely weird, and when he opened his eyes, this formation actually appeared in front of him!

"The next step is to imprint the formation on other places." Yang Chong took out a piece of prepared parchment paper from his hand and slowly controlled the formation to imprint it.

In fact, the formation can be imprinted on any object, and the carrier depends on personal preference. These meditation methods are only the most basic magic circles, and in order to make them work and become a magic formation in the mouth of an alchemist, more spell patterns that have been tested are needed.

Soon, this spiritual power was imprinted on the parchment, and a burning smell emanated, the parchment was flammable, and a little spark would ignite, but after this circular scorched line was left, it was not ignited.

Holding the parchment, Yang Chong could feel a strong spiritual power coming from above.

"This memoir is only a part of the memories of many alchemists, and it records three patterns, namely 'fire', 'ring' and 'speed', take a look at the effect."

Seven days to create a meditation array, Yang Chong was as calm as ever, without any reluctance, very simply constructed a few stripes of lines, and imprinted them on the parchment.

Yang Chong sat at the counter at the door, put his hand under the table, and suddenly tore the parchment open.

Suddenly, the stable formation was destroyed, and the formation in it lost its carrier and flew into his body under Yang Chong's guidance.

A numb electric current passed through his body, and Yang Chong sank his heart, took a deep breath, and concentrated. Soon, everything in front of me seemed to be full of speed.

The student who walked towards him to borrow the book moved as if he had doubled it, and the female student with curly blonde hair held her head high, like a noble white swan, with a proud posture.

The female student approached Yang Chong, and her delicate face was a little puzzled: "You are the brother Xiao Ya said, you can actually make Xiao Ya's score surpass me, the first place, do you think how powerful you are, in addition to being a little energetic, it is not very good." ”

Listening to the sound that was slowed down, Yang Chong only felt very awkward, and took the initiative to suppress the formation on his body, dispersing the formation and spiritual power.

Suddenly, everything that had slowed down around him returned to its original state, and before the other party came back to his senses, Yang Chong said calmly: "Do you want to borrow this copy of "The Legend of Ambila Fantasy Heroes", I will register your name, and you can lend it for three to seven days, if you don't return it by then, it will be recorded and affect ......"

"It's not the first time I've been here, so I don't need to talk about these rules." The female student waved her hand, "This is what I borrowed for the sociology teacher, I will come to the library to borrow books and read books these days, if you don't give it back, you come to me, I will inform the teacher." ”

After Yang Chong registered his name, the female student left with the book, and Yang Chong's eyes flashed.

"There is actually a teacher who came to borrow an inconspicuous travelogue, it seems that after testing these spell patterns, we need to pay attention to whether this teacher is related to an alchemist, or if there is another reason."

The female student walked briskly out of the library and delivered the book to one of the desks in the back garden of the library.

"Teacher Pei, I did deliver this book."

"Thank you." Teacher Pei's hand just touched the book, and he slammed it, but quickly pretended to be nothing to take back the book, and then asked before the female student left, "Who borrowed this book before?" ”

The female student shook her head and said, "I don't know, if the teacher wants to know, I can ask for you." ”

"No need, it's just curious, an inconspicuous fantasy that has been wiped so clean."

Watching the female student leave with a smile, Teacher Pei's eyes narrowed, and he laughed in a low voice that only he could hear: "Moreover, there are really spells left on this......"