One hundred and eighty-one Sura meditate

Neither shell beetles nor warhorses nor other mounts can climb over the wall, so when they come to the door of the iron mine, the group must wait patiently for the defenders to open the heavy gate.

Rikas was a Moor, born a slave of a gladiator trainer, and could not even read the entire human alphabet, so he could not write any messages. He untied a bronze medal from his belt and handed it to Muhadi, which was considered a certificate. In addition, the soldiers sent back are also familiar with the people left behind, and can also be used as witnesses. After Muhadi handed over the bronze medal, the officer guarding the gate took it and looked at it, and after making sure that there was no problem, he ordered the gate to be pulled up. ..netbsp; Seeing the gate open, the iron mine was as usual, noisy and hectic, as if nothing had changed, which made Mohathir feel reassured.

When the wounded soldiers arrived here, they naturally had the doctors left behind to take care of them. Attas has little herbalism because of the scarcity of vegetation, but the surgical level is very good. The doctors here are good at healing wounds, not good at healing diseases, and they are good at treating all kinds of sword wounds, preventing and treating plagues, but not healing diseases.

For a moment, Muhadi watched the wounded soldier lay down on the sand and then healed him. These healers burn wounds with red-hot metal and then use the fat removed from a small lizard called a medical hopping as a tool to disinfect and stop bleeding. This method of wound treatment is similar to the medical techniques of the ancient Sumerians and Egyptians on Earth.

After looking at it for a while, the psychic sorcerer came to the aid of the healer. The use of simple hints and distraction techniques to alleviate the pain of the injured person naturally earned him a lot of gratitude. When he felt a little tired, he took his leave to the healers, and then walked through the crowd that had rested in the square at night, and went straight back to his room.

Fahd was not here at this time, and the psychic warlock guessed that he was afraid that the mages would show his little tricks, so he hid first. As for the excuse, it can be said that he is going to receive reinforcements from his own tribe to support here, and no one can say that he can't do this.

Muhadi sat down on the carpet, unfastened his weapon from his waist, closed his eyes and entered a meditative state.

This time, he felt a noticeable change in himself. In the past, when he meditated, although he could clearly sense all aspects of his thoughts, this time he felt it more deeply. If the psychic warlock wants to increase his strength, in addition to the method of directly erasing the original consciousness of the mind demon, he can only observe others little by little and study his own heart.

A famous quote of the Psychic Warlock is that if the mind is so simple that it can be easily studied thoroughly, then we will be so simple that we will not be able to study the mysteries of the mind. Compared to the mages who study the laws of the movement of everything in the world, the research objects of the psychic sorcerers are much smaller, but the difficulties are not reduced in the slightest.

No matter how strong a person's will is, if he is not trained, he can only touch the surface of his own spirit. Psychic magicians, on the other hand, are able to reach out to the bottom of their own spirits by observing and studying the spirits of others. Neither the id, nor the ego, nor the self, nor the conscious, the subconscious, nor the unconscious, have any secrets in front of the psychic manipulator.

Muhadi regained the amount of psionic power he had consumed, trying to dive deeper into his own spirit, looking for the inexplicable alien consciousness that always appeared in his time of crisis. It's not a pleasant feeling, it's like a person who is not wearing any armor and suddenly dives into extremely deep water. All around was darkness where you couldn't see your fingers, and the water was surging strangely, as if an unknown behemoth was swimming in the darkness. As he tried to dive deeper, the pressure became more and more intense, and the waters in the darkness around him seemed to become denser and harder to flow. In the end, Muhadi felt as if he was trapped in some kind of solid, that feeling...... It's like being trapped in the quicksand of the desert and sinking constantly.

At this point, he couldn't go any further. No matter how hard he tried, Muhadi couldn't go any further, the deepest part of his spirit seemed to be protected by a transparent cover, and the core was tightly sealed and became out of reach. Regardless of whether that inexplicable "foreign consciousness" exists or not, he can't manifest it now.

Muhadi was resolute in his mind, and although the temptation was futile, he was not discouraged. Prepare to save it for the next time, and try again when your ability has become stronger.

Next, he took a few dried fruits and ate them with air-dried cured meat. Then he tried to test how big his spiritual energy was now, and he expanded the scope of his ability little by little, to feel the fluctuations of the thoughts of the people around him. Since this was the residence of the caravan leader and the officers, there were many people living there, and he easily came into contact with the minds of several people. Experiencing their feelings from afar, reading the superficial thoughts in their minds at this time.

Foot by foot, and foot by foot, his perceptual range gradually expanded, and the side effects caused by the neurotoxin were no longer inaudible. After a few moments, he was able to expand the detection range of psionic energy to the size of half a building, more than he had been two days earlier.

Although it was not possible to accurately measure the range of his psionic energy with a measuring tool at this time, Muhathir could estimate an approximate value based on the size of the building.

In Attas, the unit of measurement was not uniform, and the largest unit of length, palesan (Persian, about 2.8 miles, or 4.5 kilometers in metric units) was determined, but each city-state had its own standard for the specific ruler. In fact, the word ruler in Atas is the wrist ruler (netbsp; it, an ancient Egyptian unit of measurement), which is defined as the length of the witch king from the elbow to the end of the middle finger. Due to the different stature of the ruling witch kings in each city-state, there are slight differences in the wrist rulers from place to place.

In this building, each room is roughly the same square structure, about the same length and width, about twenty feet. Muhadi's psionic powers could now spread beyond four or five rooms on the side, indicating that he could already detect the mind of a stranger hundreds of feet away.

This was a much wider range of his abilities than before, and each time he was affected by that unknown consciousness, his power increased greatly.

After training for a while to manipulate the movement of tiny objects, the Psychic Warlock felt that his practice for the day was enough, and he prepared to go to bed. Before going to bed, he habitually scanned the surroundings with his psionic energy, precautionarily searching for anyone with bad intentions.

Originally, it was just a routine practice, and even Muhati himself did not expect anything to happen, but unexpectedly, he did not expect anything to happen.

What's going on?, the Psychic Warlock thought, frowning.

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