Bai Xi looked at the aura on Ye Qingxuan's fingertips in a daze, through the erected aura, she could see the young man's pitch-black pupils, with a hint of joy in the pitch-black pupils.

"It's finished?" Charles murmured.

"It took you three days to make a circle?"

Bai Xi stretched out his hand and poked the aura in Ye Qingxuan's hand, and the aura was shattered, as if its own structure had been distorted by an external force.

But when the fingers left, the twisted structure returned to its original position like a spring, and returned to its original shape again.

The light is as usual.

Charles nodded, "Although the shape is strange, the structure is very stable. Just reaching this level requires quite a long period of hard training. ”

Although when chanted according to the correct syllables, the standard effect that appears should be a well-balanced and sleek ball of light. But at least under Ye Qingxuan's control, the structure of the ether has been qualitatively improved, and it is no longer like it was stacked in a messy manner before.

"Forget it, it's been hard for you to reach this level in two days. ”

Bai Xi sighed: "In the future, you remember to say it first when you go to retreat, it's foggy, I don't know if I think you have made up your mind to rob the Order's bank." ”

"Don't worry. ”

Ye Qingxuan slowly raised his finger: "This is just the beginning......

As he spoke, he blew out.

With the boy's breath, a faint wind passed through the aura, and then hit the invisible barrier, and returned in vain.

The breeze seemed to blow away the dust that covered it, revealing its true touch—an extremely thin membrane that tightened over the aura, as if it would shatter and fall apart at the slightest touch.

But in Ye Qingxuan's breath, it slowly puffed up.

It was like blowing a huge soap bubble, and Ye Qingxuan, with unparalleled caution and patience, increased the intensity of his breathing. So, in the aura of the young man's fingertips, bubbles slowly emerged.

Eventually, with a slight shock, a ball as perfect as a blister jumped out of the aura and floated in the air.

Bai Xi was stunned.

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In the breeze outside the window, the thin 'bubble' slowly drifted towards the girl.

It reflects the sunlight and colors around it, and the translucent bubbles reflect a magnificent shimmer, like a reflection of another world. Bai Xi was able to see through its slender surface and see Ye Qingxuan's cheeks.

As if sensing the astonishment and surprise in her eyes, the boy smiled.

"What is this?"

Bai Xi carefully stretched out his hand to drag it, but he was afraid that it would be punctured by himself. The 'blister' fluttered forward, and she moved backwards, afraid that the delicate and magnificent creation would be destroyed in her hands.

Charles reached out to hold it, and even the slightest touch would have caused ripples of 'blisters' to float an inch above his fingers, spinning slowly.

Again, this is a technique of harmony, and it is wonderful.

Charles stared intently at the blisters on his fingertips, as if he had seen something unexpected, his eyes amazed.

"- One of the variants of Rune Light, the favorite effect of the Illusion School: 'Bubble'. It's fully up to the point of application.

You should have mastered the chanting of 'bubbles', 'light', and twenty-three other application methods, right?"

"Everything else is pretty simple, but this one, I've tried it many times. ”

Ye Qingxuan rubbed his stomach and sighed fearfully: "Originally, I wanted to make a shape of Lao Fei, but unfortunately the accuracy requirements were too high, and I found that my physical strength was overdrawn halfway through, and I almost starved to death." It's a terrible feeling......"

"Three days, with notes and twenty-three applications? Three days ago you were a piece of waste wood that you hadn't interacted with the aether at all...... How did you do that?"

"A stupid idea that anyone can think of. ”

Ye Qingxuan pointed to the manuscript paper on the table and laughed softly:

"-- Practice. ”

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"At the end of the day, the musician controls the ether with chanting. The aether converges from the discrete state to form different runic structures. Different structures will bring different effects.

Although the principle is complicated, if I communicate with the right syllables, I can get the right result: then I just need to pronounce the correct syllables. ”

Ye Qingxuan said: "As you can see, I don't have the inspiration of genius, nor do I have the so-called 'feeling'.

So, when I'm chanting, the syllables can't be corrected at any time according to the external environment and the reaction of the ether, and the result is half the effort, and the effect is weak, right?"

"That's right. Charles nodded, "How did you solve it?"

"It's simple. ”

Ye Qingxuan snapped his fingers: "As long as I count the interference from the outside world in advance, this will not be a problem at all." ”

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In the silence, the boy smiled and unfolded his manuscript, looking at the dense handwriting on it: "A lot of what I do is just find the right syllables from different records.

In the current theory, the correction of the vocalization mainly comes from the 'sensing' of each person's soul to the Great Source, so as to adjust their own heart sounds to play the runes. But The Ten Fundamental Questions of Calling, as mentioned in The Ten Fundamental Questions of Calling, is a non-mainstream 'behavioral school' that does not admit the existence of the soul, but only believes in the stimulus-feedback mechanism. This can be done for phantom beasts, and phantom beasts are made of ether, so for ether, there is naturally a fixed program that can stimulate their reactions. ”

There was a long silence.

After a long time, Charles finally digested Ye Qingxuan's meaning with difficulty: "You mean to say that you have recorded all the recitations about 'light' in the book, the aetheric environment at that time, the timbre characteristics used, the audio and pitch, and the rules of syllable changes, all of which have been 'exhaustively' listed?"

"That's right. Ye Qingxuan nodded.

"All?" said Charles, feeling hallucinated.

"All. Ye Qingxuan nodded.

Charles asked in a trembling voice, "You've been doing this for three days?"

Ye Qingxuan thought for a while and shook his head: "It took a day to sort out the information, it took half a day to find the law of syllable changes, and it took the shortest time to memorize." ”

He paused and added:

"Not much, just more than 600 kinds.

Deduct more than 200 of these uncommon cases, as long as you remember the rest, there is no problem. Although the changes are complex, as long as you grasp the rules, it is not difficult. ”

“......”

In silence, Charles looked at the boy with a complex look like schizophrenia. The left eye is looking at a fool, and the right eye is looking at a monster:

"I didn't expect it...... You bastard is really strong with 'runes'!"

Ye Qingxuan smiled: "If 'using strong' is useful, I don't mind." ”

Xia Er looked up to the sky and sighed: "When others climb the mountain, they all find paths according to experience." But how could I come across a pervert like yours who wants to bulldoze the whole mountain?"

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"The majors of the Royal Academy of Music are divided into more than a dozen departments, most of which are professional departments created by the refinement of their own factions in the four major branches.

Among them is our music history department, which was originally a branch of the school of revelation.

Later, because the content overlapped too much with other departments, and the teachers were gone, it was basically in a state of being laid off. ”

"But at that time, I had just come to the academy, and the headmaster saw that I was not good at other things, so he put me in charge of it. But there have been not many students...... You've also seen it, in the past few years, just the two of you. ”

At the mention of this, his expression was a little bitter: "Because I am not very good at teaching students, and people are not interested in this kind of research-based discipline, I have not been popular." In a few years, I am afraid that this department will no longer exist. ”

"Teacher, don't worry, isn't there still a genius like me?"

Charles comforted him: "When I solve the problem at hand, we will come when our music history department has a big reputation!"

"Nonsense, a discipline is a serious theory that can only be supported by the hard work and efforts of many people, what is it to rely on you to be in the limelight?"

Abraham knocked on his head, turned back and continued to teach Ye Qingxuan:

"What do you think?"

"The basic principles of ancient writing, the evolution and origin of major language families, and the history of the Dark Ages......" Ye Qingxuan's expression became confused: "Why do we want to learn this?"

"Because that's our professional class, friend. ”

Charles said quietly: "The Department of Music History is good at the interpretation of ancient classics and music score runes. It is the scholars and archaeologists who are trained among musicians. ”

"Isn't that completely incapable of fighting?"

Charles patted him on the shoulder: "Look at it, junior brother." We're not like the barbarians at the Academy of Change who only know how to destroy. At least scholars don't have to go to war, right?"

"Actually, apart from the professional courses, there is no difference between this and other majors. And in sheet music, we also have our own unique field. ”

Abraham said, "Ancient languages and runes have something in common, and you are so gifted in rune interpretation and data analysis that it seems that this major is a good fit for you." ”

Ye Qingxuan's expression was cruel: "Teacher, although you said that, I am very happy...... But I still think the future of archaeology is very bleak. ”

"How about you take a look at this thing first?"

As he spoke, Abraham placed a notebook in front of the boy, "This is the note from Charles when he used to get started. I think you're going to love what's inside. ”

"Huh?"

Ye Qingxuan opened the note, looked at the two pages, and was stunned.

It can be seen that these are Shire's notes, which contain interpretations of ancient languages excavated from the ruins. Ye Qingxuan had never been in contact with these things, but he felt inexplicably familiar.

It wasn't until the end, when he saw the argument part, that he felt an electric flash in his head.

The theories and rules used in the interpretation of ancient texts in this notebook coincide with the methods used by myself in exhaustive rune variations and induction of syllables!

Even, the completeness of its structure and direction is far beyond the scope of one's own thoughts. Just a first glance, comparing himself, made him discover a lot of misunderstandings he fell into when he was working behind closed doors in the basement.

Although it is only an academic theory and does not contain any application directions, this almost direct direction almost makes the boy's hair stand on end.

Compared to the method in his notes, his prideful exhaustion method was like a sieve.

If this theory is true, then he can save more than seventy percent of the effort and time spent studying runes and syllable changes.

At least seventy percent!

"It's ...... What?"

He looked up in astonishment and saw a smile curled into Abraham's mouth. He had never seen such a proud look on the face of this dull-looking teacher.

"As I said, the Department of Music History is best at interpreting ancient history and documents. Musical notation is also one of the literatures. Much of today's sheet music and techniques have been excavated from ancient ruins.

When it comes to the interpretation of scores and runes, no one can match us. ”

"But why have I never seen this method in a textbook?"

Ye Qingxuan was dumbfounded.

"This one. ”

Abraham was a little embarrassed: "Because Charles complained that the previous textbooks were too difficult to understand, I came up with some new methods based on my own research.

But then this guy stopped learning, so no one could let me teach it. Do you want to ......?"

"I learn! I learn!"

The boy was almost about to hug the teacher, his eyes shining: "Teacher teach me! How about starting with the rune part?" When summarizing the syllable changes of 'light', I have a few questions about 'transformation'...... here."

"Uh, ahem, you come down first. ”

Abraham finally took the overexcited Ye Qingxuan off his body: "I still need to sort out some things from scratch to make teaching materials, how about class tomorrow morning?"

You still have five days left, and if it's just rote memorization, you have a good chance of passing the level. ”

Ye Qingxuan finally calmed down, but he was still holding the notes in his hand and refused to let go, and the whole person was ecstatic: "Hey, hey, sure enough, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain!"

"This is an oriental proverb?"

Abraham nodded and sighed in a low voice, "I remember that an Oriental teacher in the academy said the same thing before. ”

"Teacher Dongfang?"

In an instant, Ye Qingxuan woke up from his smirk, he finally remembered what the wolf flute said to himself, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "Who?"

"That was more than ten years ago, and I don't remember exactly what you asked me all of a sudden. ”

The teacher's brows furrowed slightly: "It seems that it was more than ten years ago, or a few years ago?" I remember that there was originally a professor from the Mental Image School from the East in the academy. He seems to be called ...... It's called ......"

The more he remembered, his expression began to bewilder: "No, he seems to be a Burgundian? Could it be that I remember wrong? But why do I remember that I attended his wedding?"

Thinking of this, he shook his head: "Sure enough, I can't remember." Is it because I'm starting to age?"

“......”

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

Suddenly, he realized that everyone seemed to have forgotten about his father.

Abraham had lost his memory, and it was impossible for the school group to recognize themselves who resembled him if they remembered him. Even Wolf Flute, who dropped out of school, began to remember what he was talking about.

In this academy, everyone's memories of the oriental musician Ye Lanzhou have disappeared. It's like he's never been in this world.

Who did it? Someone else? Or ...... Father himself?

The Psychic musician is the best at transforming and manipulating other people's memories, and with his ability to surpass the seventh stage and scepter level, he can erase some traces without even moving it.

But without even using 'hints', it washed away the memories of so many musicians, and even left unrecognizable seals on the notes of the wolf flute's lessons.

This level is too shocking.

With such a level of ability, who would go to the Divine Calamity?

Although Ye Qingxuan didn't believe the so-called crime from beginning to end, in the end, he ...... What's going on?

He was caught up in contradictory thoughts, unable to clear the fog no matter what.