Teacher Bemi taught for three days, during which the students all had a certain understanding of magic, but everyone was also nervous and afraid that they had no talent for magic.

This morning, the students came to class one after another, as usual, today is the day of the magic talent test, and the children are both expectant and a little uneasy. I don't know if my fate will be rewritten.

There was no class today, and after the children were seated, the door of the classroom opened, and Teacher Bemi walked into the classroom with a big white bearded old man wearing a dark blue magic robe, and several other magicians wearing different colors of magic robes.

The children of Psalal recognized it, and it was His Excellency the Grand Magister Algernon. Just as they were about to get up to say hello, Algernon pressed his hands down, and with a gesture to stop them from getting up, signaling to keep quiet.

Teacher Bemi stood behind the desk and respectfully introduced Algernon to the students, and the students in the class all looked at Algernon with wide eyes and open mouths.

The higher the nobility, the more they knew the greatness of Algernon. And they also passed on the story of Algernon from generation to generation, and these children have been indoctrinated a lot since childhood, and their ears are almost grinding out calluses.

After the introduction, Mr. Bemi gave a gentle salute. Then he gave up the desk to Algernon.

The old but energetic voice sounded in the classroom: "Children, today, is the day of the magic talent test, I will guide the students, I believe that in the past three days, Teacher Bemi has made you understand some basic knowledge of magic." I don't have to repeat it. So, children, come with me......"

Algernon then nodded to Mr. Bemi. Head up and walk out of class.

Teacher Bemi beckoned the children, lined up in two lines, and followed behind Archmage Algernon.

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The Ashram is a very peculiar building, it is built deep underground. Algernon took Mr. Bemi and his classmates on a long downward staircase to get here.

There are dozens of cushions on the floor of this room, and the walls and ceiling are densely packed with triangles that are made of unknown materials. Curiously, Flandi touched it with his hand, and it was as soft as a sponge. In the middle of the room, there was only a glimmer of light, which was very dim.

It's very quiet, and even the voices are much quieter than in other places. The children looked at the room curiously. Not sure what's going to happen next.

Teacher Bemi came over and arranged for each of the children to sit cross-legged on a mat, she spoke very hard, but the students heard very little noise, only the nearest classmates could hear it, and a little farther away could only see Teacher Bemi open her mouth without making a little sound.

After the students sat down cross-legged on the mats, the voice of the Grand Magister Algernon suddenly sounded in their ears, and this voice did not seem to be heard by the ears, but directly imprinted in their minds, echoing and stirring in their minds.

"Students, now for your first meditation. The first meditation is very important, and you must remember this feeling. This kind of opportunity is only once, and it must be cherished. Okay, now everyone close their eyes and feel it. ”

Frankie obediently closed his eyes. As soon as the words in my ears fell, I felt a force hit me, flowing gently like water, and gently caressing like the wind. For a moment, Flandy felt that his mind had never been clearer.

He began to look inward, following the method taught by Mr. Bemi in class. For a moment, it was as if the soul had detached itself from the body, but it could feel the presence of the body. The feeling of being drifting through the universe all those years ago is back. Although the room was dim, he was now not "looking" with his eyes, but as if he had been in a former state of his soul, it was a feeling of detachment from his five senses. "See" clearly. Every corner of the "look" is visible.

Those small bright spots that used to be "seen" are back, and the small bright spots here are much denser than those in the universe, and the small bright spots of various colors seem to be crowded together, densely packed and dotted. After three days of study, Flandy learned that these small highlights were the "magic elements" that Mr. Bemi had talked about.

Not to be shocked, Frankie looked inside his body with an inward look. Several huge magic vortices of different colors kept rotating in the body, including red, yellow, blue, green, white, and black, and there were six complete attributes.

Looking closely, although he couldn't see it, Flandie, who was in a state of soul, could clearly feel that there was a colorless magic vortex hidden in the magic vortex of the six attributes. There it was spinning quietly.

This colorless magic vortex Bemi teacher never spoke. Flendie didn't know what attribute it was. But now the opportunity is rare, and there is no time to think about it.

Teacher Bemi once said that the number of magic vortex determines the level of magical talent. However, Flandy found that although the six attributes were complete. But there's only one vortex of magic out there. It seems that his magical talent is not very good

However, even a magic vortex can become a magician, as long as it can produce magic seeds.

So Flandi simply chose a fire-attribute magic vortex to attract fire-attribute magic elements from the outside world.

According to the method taught by Teacher Bemi, Flandi randomly chose a fire element among the dense magic elements in the outside world, and then concentrated his spiritual power on its body, slowly guiding it to swim towards the magic vortex of the fire attribute in his body.

It seemed that this magic element was more interested in Flandy, and with a little guidance from Flandi, it obediently approached the magic vortex like an elf, and then was sucked in by the spinning magic vortex......

The first magical element was successfully captured, and Frandi was in high spirits. This is also a key to becoming a magician, and if the magical element does not follow the guidance, then it proves that the person has no magical talent.

Continuing to guide, Flandy aimed at a fire elemental again, and was smoothly channeled over, and then swallowed by the magic vortex.

However, as more and more fire elements were channeled, Frandi's heart gradually sank.

One, two, ten, twenty, hundred. By the time a hundred fire elementals had been channeled into the magic vortex, Flandi was on the verge of despair.

The role of the Magic Vortex is to convert magical elements into magical seeds. Only enough magic seeds can be used to cast magic. Teacher Bemi said that a beginner magic apprentice can generate a magic seed with 10 to 30 magic elements. If you can condense 50 magic elements into a magic seed, you are already a genius.

Only as the time of meditation cultivation becomes longer and longer, the proficiency and spiritual power increase, and the strength of the magic vortex can a stronger magic seed be condensed. If you can condense more than 100 magic elements into magic seeds, you are already a trainee magician. If it's 500, that's the strength of a full-fledged magician.

Flandi does not believe in evil and continues to guide the fire elemental into the magic vortex of the fire attribute. Until more than 300 fire elementals had been channeled, the magic vortex did not emit the feeling of "fullness" that was spoken of during Teacher Bemi's lecture.

When more and more magical elements are channeled into the magic vortex for transformation, the magic vortex will produce a feeling as if it is full, and when the number of magical elements it can hold exceeds its limit, it will transform these magical elements into a magic seed.

"Flendy, wake up. Just as Flandy was channeling the 331st magic seed, the voice of the archmage of Algernon came through his head. Frandy felt his soul state disappear all at once. The flesh is in control. I slowly opened my eyes.

When I woke up, my classmates had already woken up. The tall figure standing in front was none other than Algernon.

"Little Flandy, have you been meditating?" asked Algernon.

Franky replied honestly, "Yes, Your Excellency, I have been meditating. However, because he was in the ashram, Frandy's voice was very quiet. Only Algernon in front could hear it.

"Hmm. Very good. Algernon nodded.

"Children, the magical talent test has been completed. Let's go back to class. The students' voices rang back to Algernon's voice.