When the day was over, Muhadi's body was full of exhaustion, as if every muscle was screaming to rest, and even the simple sitting felt like the world was spinning, and he wanted to lie down on the ground immediately, and fall into a deep sleep with his eyes closed. With every blink, every breath, the boy felt a spasm that almost stretched his nerves to the limit. Looking around her, the girl named Aisha looked even more unbearable, panting and sitting down against the wall, her face still scratched and bruised.

Lyra's painful lesson, while not causing any physical harm, is still a mental torture. All kinds of torture simulated by illusion were inflicted on Muhadi's body, piercing the heart, cutting out the bones, devouring the brain, and all kinds of unimaginable waves of severe pain hit the whole body over and over again. What is even more unbearable is that time seems to pass very slowly, and in the illusionary world of Salazar Tron Zào, a second is as long as a day, and a day is as long as an eternity. The old woman not only created the ** type of pain, but she also created all kinds of illusions and created all kinds of mental pain. Within a day, Muhati had experienced more than ten years of birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation.

Maybe it's because you've experienced too much content in one day, or maybe it's because the brain refuses to recall, so many illusions can only remember a few vague fragments, a few fleeting shots, with no logic or end. As the intensity of the stimulus exceeds its limit, sensation and sensation are mixed to the point that an effect similar to that of synaesthesia is produced. Even Lyra has stopped performing the spell. Muhati still felt that his body was miserable, and his voice seemed to be light, and Lyra's voice was a little louder, and his eyes felt dazzling.

"You have talent. "Old woman to Muhadi. "As I thought you were, you're untouchable. I can read your superficial emotions and thoughts, and I can create illusions in your mind, but I can't read your deep memories and thoughts, and I can't do any of them. This will give you an advantage against other psychic warlocks in the future. ”

Untouchables?Muhadi thought, probably because I was a traverser. It's good that she can't see that I'm from Earth, but if she does, I don't know how I'm going to explain it.

"You can also show you in my painful training. Then the old woman said, "Although it is far worse than the little girl." ”

No, Muhadi looks at Aisha's wolf bèi, no matter how you look at it, I'm stronger.

"That's it for today. You have lost a lot of time that could be used to explore the Vans. Old Lady Lyra suddenly switched to a middle-aged man's voice. "Get out of here now, you two together, come to the Dust Hall again this time next week, don't bother me if you have nothing to do!"

After Tianqin finished speaking, her hands were folded, and a strange fragrance suddenly filled the stone room, and the old woman's eyes emitted a strange light. Muhati only felt a flower in front of him, and his body seemed to be compressed and twisted and pulled back to the prototype again. After a moment of dizziness, he realized that he had been teleported outside the Dust Hall, the sparse Black Forest in front of him, and the sun above him was almost below the horizon.

The girl was also teleported, and when she saw Muhadi looking sideways at her, she lowered her head in embarrassment.

"Aisha," Muhadi asked amidly, greeting her in a friendly manner. "You came here before me to learn psychic abilities, and tell me that Lyra won't be so tormenting every time, is it? Could it be that psychic sorcerers are psychopaths? It's a miracle that I've been in her all day and am still sane. There were times when I was sure I was going crazy, or I was going to do it to her. ”

"What does psychopathy mean?" Aisha asked, confused, with a cute expression on her face. However, he did not continue to ask. "She was like that last time, and I don't know more about it. But I admire you. ”

"What do you admire me?" Muhati asked curiously, secretly glad that the other party didn't dig into the root of the problem and asked himself what psychopathic is.

"I admire you for being self-aware. Aisha said in a mischievous tone.

"What do you mean?" Muhadi was puzzled.

There was still a bit of respect and a bit of complaint in Ayisha's tone, "You are quite self-aware about the part where you are sure that you are going crazy to do it. ”

Seeing Muhadi's expression even more confused, Ayisha said, "Actually, you're right, it's a miracle that you can still be sane after taking Master Lyra's painful training course. Moreover, miracles are not actually born. ”

"Then how am I ......" Muhati suddenly showed a look of sudden realization, "Is it ......?"

"That's right," Aisha explained, "you've gone crazy more than once today, and a few times you've tried to hit Master Lyra or take the door out. But Master cured you of your memory every time, and then continued to train. ”

"You can still remember some of the illusions from class, or the fragments of the illusions. Those are the mildest. The ones that are really painful are enough to drive you crazy a thousand times, but when Master cures you from your madness, he will erase most of the memories of those truly painful illusions, so you will have some fragments left in your mind at most. Ayisha explained slowly.

Muhadi shuddered, but didn't know what to say. "I've gone crazy so easily, am I not qualified to be a psychic magician?" If he had suffered such a great crime and had nothing to gain, then Muhadi would have thought that he was still in the illusion.

"That's why I still have some admiration for you. "It is said that Master Lyra has received many apprentices before, and some of them have gone mad more than you. In the end, the master was troublesome, so he gave them a mental demon seed, so that they were less affected by love. But in this way, their original personality and thoughts will be slowly erased. ”

Muhati is really scared now, unqualified students will be put under the mind demon seed, although I don't know what the mind demon seed is, but it sounds terrible, isn't this forcing myself to work hard. "By the way, what's the matter with the wound on your face, I can't have beaten me when I was crazy. Muhathir didn't want to go into the nitty-gritty of the issue, so he changed the subject.

The girl smiled faintly, "I wanted you to be quiet." Who would have thought that you had completely lost your sense of self. She touched the bruises on her face, "And it's not a small strength." ”

Muhati felt so embarrassed that he actually hit a little girl, which was so ungraceful. I didn't know what to say, but Aisha herself mentioned that he was relieved. "I know you were unintentional, so I spared you. There will definitely be a lot of difficulties in the training in the future, so you can help me when the time comes. ”

Muhati smiled in agreement. The girl straightened her somewhat distracted head and said, "You're from the Scorpio tribe, so you're not on the same path as me." ”

"That's true. ”

"Well, that's it. I'm going back to my tribe. It's getting late, I can't stay long, my tribe is far away, and it will be troublesome if I can't go back tomorrow night. The girl said apologetically.

Muhadi said goodbye to the other party thoughtfully, and then thoughtfully walked through the Black Forest. There are so many things he has experienced today, and he needs to digest them.

Outside the Black Forest, a fire is burning, and two sturdy horses are resting by the fire, waving their tails to drive away all kinds of blood-sucking mosquitoes in the desert. An elven girl in a cloak and a viscarf sat bored by the fire, her fingers poking her fingers on the ground, it was none other than Muhadi's master, Fatumah.

Seeing Muhadi coming out of the Black Forest, she first showed a surprised expression, and then changed to an angry look and stood up suddenly. With a swipe of her right foot on the sand in front of her, she erased the pattern she had just drawn on the sand.

"Where did you die, why did you show up so late?" said Fatoumah in an angry tone.

"Why are you still waiting here? I thought you were only going to keep the horses, I had to be a tribe alone. ”

"Protect my property, slave, of course!" replied the girl angrily, "Otherwise, if you run away halfway or call the monsters in the desert to catch me, I will lose a lot!"

Muhati smiled, and endured the girl's anger before riding on his horse.

Fatumah saw that Muhadi silently did not reply to a word, as if he had lost interest, "Let's go." The two rode together, heading in the direction of the tribe as the sky grew darker.

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