"Yes, it feels!"

Charles put on a rare serious look: "The difference between the so-called genius and the mortal is here, why are there only a few top-notch musicians among so many musicians now? Why are there countless musicians in the world, and only the 'Three Kings' are at the top?"

The difference is that this point is innately felt. It's not so much a feeling as some kind of 'inspiration'.

It's a knee-jerk reaction that allows you to communicate more closely with the ether.

How do you need to gather more ether when chanting? What changes in the height and length of a syllable? How can you achieve the same effect with fewer syllables than others when chanting?

These are unspeakable things, because the teacher's feelings cannot be handed over to the students, and the students can only grope with their feelings.

Know that the runes themselves are the power of communication between you and the ether.

The power you harness comes from the perception of 'runes'. The more profound the feeling, the stronger the feeling.

You can only rely on your instinct to harness it. Otherwise, you will need to use a long penance to run in and adapt. And those geniuses were even able to omit most of the syllables and release runes in an instant, just like that!"

Charles lifted his palm and snapped his fingers.

Immediately after, a quiet and soft light appeared on his fingertips. It was not as dazzling as Bai Xi's hands, but stable and soft, with a hint of pale blue in the light, like moonlight.

No matter how he shook or pinched, that light was constant and soft, and could not be changed.

Ye Qingxuan was already dumbfounded.

After a long time, he sighed in frustration: "What if you don't feel it?

"So to speak. ”

Charles sighed: But your sense of the aether is very clear, arguably the best one...... But why do I think you're like you're blind?"

Hearing his words, Ye Qingxuan's expression suddenly became bitter.

"Well, if I told you that I was 'blind' three days ago, would you believe me?"

"Are you kidding?"

Charles pursed his lips, his eyes helpless: "If that's the case, then it's miserable."

Those nobles have been 'meditating' under the guidance of their teachers since they were young, just to hold their breath and concentrate on observing the changes in the ether and increasing their familiarity with each other. If I could have sensed it three days ago...... To catch up with the progress of others for more than ten years, you are not half a point.

It's like chasing a beautiful girl, people have been childhood sweethearts with her for a long time, but you and the girl have just met! How can you fight in this situation? Are you as handsome as me?"

"Charles!"

Abraham's book knocked on Charles's head again: "The more you say, the more unreliable it becomes, go to the punishment station." ”

So, Charles rolled into the corner again......

"Actually, the interaction between you and the aether can be cultivated, don't listen to Charles talking nonsense there. ”

Abraham comforted him, as if thinking of something, and asked, "I remember you said that you used to know a rune?"

"Actually, it's not 'learned'. ”

Ye Qingxuan was a little embarrassed: "Originally, I read the notes, but I didn't understand it anyway, but when I suddenly figured out something, I will." ”

"Can you use it now?"

Ye Qingxuan thought for a moment and nodded: "I'll try." ”

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That rune could almost be said to come from his inexplicable 'epiphany'.

After sensing the aether that night, his consciousness broke the seal placed on that page of notes, sensing the message hidden beneath the vague note.

Even if he hadn't learned any melody interpretation and compilation, when he subconsciously memorized that melody, he could restore the rune along the melody with almost no difficulty.

He only vaguely understood: maybe the rune had been deliberately hidden in those fragments. But why his father did this, and how he did it, he didn't know.

Because beyond that, he can't remember anything.

All he remembered was that he had somehow awakened the string ring, and then played the prologue of a sheet music with divine help. But the whole process disappeared from memory. So, he even suspected later that it might be a hallucination of his own.

But if he was hallucinating, why did he remember the opening note?

Therefore, he was also a little nervous when he was chanting.

Under everyone's gaze, he looked around for a moment, and finally pressed his left hand on Lao Fei. Lao Fei twisted his body unhappily and sneezed.

Immediately after, the boy's murmur sounded.

There were a total of sixteen ephemeral syllables, which overlapped Ye Qingxuan's throat, either thick or ethereal, with the rhythm of breathing, as if they had been rehearsed countless times, spreading smoothly and naturally.

Like the faint chirping of strings, it melts into the air when it is blurted out, leaving only an indistinguishable aftersound.

Sweat oozed from Ye Qingxuan's forehead, and in his heart, an inexplicable force outlined a new outline.

It's like rainbow light dancing in the night, intertwining with each other and transforming into rune shapes.

Is this what is called 'feeling'?

The outline of the rune was clearer than ever! The impulse from his soul drove him to chant syllables.

And then the ether is converging!

The light that shimmered like stars shone from the darkness and gathered towards his right hand in waves. He struggled to control the stump and pitch of the syllables to keep them in place.

It's only a few seconds, but it's a long time in perception.

Immediately after, a faint silver light flashed from Ye Qingxuan's right hand and dissipated without a trace. There was still silence in the study, but everyone's breathing paused.

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Ye Qingxuan's left hand was still holding Lao Fei in his left hand, but under his right hand, a golden retriever dog that was no different from him appeared!

The same blonde hair, the same cracked mouth, the same arrogant eyes, and the leftover ......noon

As if carved out of a mold, Lao Fei was stunned for a moment, leaned over, looked at the dog who made the same action as himself, twisted his body, and raised his chin...... But when it went around to the other side, its eyes were disappointed.

Because this dog that seems to be the same as Lao Fei Yifu actually has no thickness at all. It's like a detailed copy left on a piece of paper, no matter how similar it is, but it is not a living thing after all.

Beside him, Charles reached out and touched the big golden retriever dog that existed only in the plane, and then, where the tentacle was located, the ripples spread out, and the image blurred.

But after the ripples, the image quickly returned to clarity. No matter how much Charles reached out and touched it, it was still there, like the moon in the well.

"Note mirror?"

Charles looked back at the teacher, his eyes stunned: "Teacher, I don't understand it at all." ”

Abraham's expression was also a little stiff, and he didn't know what to say.

'Musical Note Mirror', which is one of the most complex and rigorous runes of all the general runes. Even in the study of runes, it is the focus of the last chapter of the textbook.

They've never seen someone jump straight to the end, and after mastering the hardest part, they're stuck on the steps to the entrance.

"The effect of the runes is very stable, and the chanting is very concise, just in terms of runes, it is already the limit that the apprentice level can reach. ”

Abraham looked at Ye Qingxuan: "How did you do it?"

"I don't know. ”

Ye Qingxuan was also confused, looked down at Lao Fei in the mirror in front of him, and scratched his head: "The runes and syllables are all in my head, and I subconsciously feel that it is right to do that, so I did that." ”

He was stunned, suddenly stretched out his hand, held down Lao Fei, and came again.

The light flashed, and Lao Fei in the mirror reappeared. The two mirrors are constantly changing, showing Lao Fei's increasingly unhappy face. Ye Qingxuan looked at the two shadows sluggishly, held down Lao Fei and came again, and summoned the mirror shadow again.

As if he had gone berserk, he kept releasing the rune.

Until the end, the seven mirror shadows shattered in an instant, and Ye Qingxuan sat on the ground as if he had been emptied, sweating profusely, his face pale, and gasping tiredly.

"Hey, junior brother, are you crazy?"

Charles hurriedly cleared the desk, carried him up and laid him flat on the table, unbuttoned his chest to breathe, and then commanded Bai Xi to rush to flush salt water:

"Casting runes consumes stamina! And it's a continuous effect like a mirror, and you release seven more in one go, it's like looking for death......"

On the desk, Ye Qingxuan had fallen into a trance of detachment and was sweating profusely, but in the blur, he grabbed Charles's hand and gasped and said:

"I see, Charles, I see...... I know how to solve the 'feeling' problem. ”

Looking at Abraham and Charles' stunned expressions, Ye Qingxuan cracked his mouth and laughed: "Teacher, I want to borrow a few books to read in your room, no problem, right?"

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"A Brief Analysis of the First Prologue of the Law of Equals", "Research on the Pronunciation Changes of Basic Runes", "Victor's Experimental Record - Changes of Runes and Light", "Seventeen Applications of Runes and Light", "Basic Syllabic Rules", "Introductory Chanting Guide of Yorde Singing", ......

Ye Qingxuan held the law of equalization in his hand, turned directly to the last page, and then according to the bibliography on the last page, he got these books from Abraham's study, and then according to the chapters and table of contents of these books, as well as the literature mentioned in them, he made a list of fourteen books.

Among them, there are three books, which are collected in Abraham's study, and eleven are kept in the school library, but identity verification is required to enter the library, and Ye Qingxuan has no permission to enter for the time being, so he can only give up.

Two hours later, with a thick stack of books in his arms, he asked Abraham for pen and paper, as well as a Dictionary of the Rune Languages.

"What are you doing with so many books?" Charles was stunned, "Have you read it all?"

"Some books are just references, and some books need to be flipped. ”

Ye Qingxuan patted the pile of books, which was half his height, and his expression was a little helpless: "I hope there are not many places to see, by the way, do we have any quieter places here that will definitely not be disturbed?"

Abraham thought for a moment: "The basement, originally there was Charles's workshop, but Charles has recently owed a lot of money to people, and he can't start work for the time being, and no one enters it on weekdays. I'll give you the keys if you need them. ”

"Thank you so much. ”

Ye Qingxuan smiled, took the key, bent down to pick up the thick stack of books on the ground, and finally turned around: "Oh, by the way, I may not come out for the next two days for the time being." If there is any public class, Bai Xi can help me get it......"

Bai Xi is still confused: "Hey, cousin, what are you going to do?"

"Read, read, and do what I do best......"

Ye Qingxuan hugged the pile of books, and walked out of the study without looking back, only a faint voice came from afar: "I love to read books, hehe~"

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In the study, Charles and Shirashi looked at each other.

Abraham seemed to understand something, and was silent for a long time.

"Teacher, is the junior brother stimulated?" asked Charles, somewhat uncertainly.

"Maybe, but it's also possible that you've found a feeling, isn't it?"

Abraham smiled a rare smile and patted him on the shoulder, "Do you still have the notes you took when I taught you to decipher ancient languages and runes?"

Charles was stunned for a moment, and scratched his head a little sadly: "I'm not interested in your research, teacher, I don't know where I lost my notes." Teacher, what are you looking for? Are you going to force me to learn that again?"

"Everyone has their own ambitions, and it's good that you have your own ideas. I'm not going to push you anymore. But if you take notes, if you can find them in the next two days, find them. ”

Abraham looked down at the thick pile of manuscripts on the table and burst into laughter.

"Teacher, are you alright?"

Charles looked at the abnormal Abraham and looked a little worried: "Is there too much work pressure? The school committee of the goblins is going to reduce our budget again? If you can't do it, you can't do it, if you can't do it, we'll resign! The junior and brother are like this, don't you get sick......"

"How do you speak!"

Abraham knocked him again, and his expression became serious:

"Penalty station!"

After calming Bai Xi, who was a little uneasy, he left the study with his hands behind his back, leaving only the two students looking at each other.

In the afternoon sun, Abraham sat on a stone bench outside the school building, humming a vague tune.

He looked up at the dappled spots of light downstairs in the shade of the trees, and lamely filled his pipe with his iron hand, and lit it with a lighter.

In a vague voice, he smoked his pipe and laughed softly. He didn't smile like the usual unsmiling Professor Mune, but more like an old farmer with little knowledge, and when he saw Myron in the field turn golden, he felt happy.

Maybe it's because of old age, right?

He thought so, and smiled helplessly and relieved.

Every time I think of someone in the future, I can't help but be happy.

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-- This afternoon this book will be on the Sanjiang list, here first ask for the Sanjiang ticket, ask for support. In the afternoon, there will be another chapter close to 5,000 words.