Chapter 144:

In the dark room, tiny particles of energy shimmered faintly in Ron's vision. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

These tiny points of light were slowly pulled by him with his mental power and introduced into his body, so as to improve his physical fitness and exercise his mental power.

It can be used to store energy, so that it can use spiritual power to build a model of witchcraft and make it unleash witchcraft.

And this gradual change of physique, in Ron's understanding, can actually be regarded as a kind of energy pollution, but compared to other pollution, this is very little of a positive effect.

However, for Ron's current body, this special method that can change his physique doesn't make much sense.

A long time ago, when he first acquired the meditation method, he tested his body in various ways.

He found that his current physique had long since adapted to the storage of energy particles.

Moreover, the energy particles that have been channeled into the body by spiritual power can actually last for several months without dissipating.

If he has sufficient mental power and a complete model of witchcraft, he can theoretically release witchcraft with his own energy.

Of course, this is also his theory.

After all, not to mention the growth of mental power, just learning a model of witchcraft requires the accumulation and application of a lot of knowledge.

And some special witchcraft, which can even be said to involve the inheritance of wizards, is a very confidential thing.

If you are not your own students, there is simply no way to get it.

Although Ron has a high level of intelligence and a great ability to learn.

But he's been under Richard for so long, and so far there hasn't been a formal model of witchcraft at all, except for a few low-level potions recipes.

And those low-level potion formulas were still explored by his own study and accumulation.

Perhaps because of his talent, Richard didn't have much hope for Ron himself, and he was only accepted because of the previous agreement and the fact that he was still of some use to Richard, so he didn't really teach him the knowledge of wizarding.

At night, the white mist outside the ancient trees flows slowly like white tassels.

On the bed, Ron in a meditative state, except for the fact that he could clearly sense the energy particles, there was not much difference in the touch of the outside world.

The air was still the faint cold and rotten aura of the ancient tree, and nothing had changed.

There was silence in my ears, and there was no sound.

Suddenly, Ron in the darkness suddenly opened his eyes, as if he sensed something, and his gaze quickly swept to the only entrance to the room.

There, the wooden door was still tightly closed, and a faint blue glow could be seen through the crack at the bottom of the door.

He frowned, and at some point in his meditation, he seemed to feel a vague black shadow open the door and enter his room, standing in front of the bed, quietly looking at him.

However, there is no anomalous reaction to the smell in the air at the moment.

"Delusional? Or am I too nervous?"

Shake, just as Ron tried to retract his gaze.

Suddenly, an old man with a face appeared behind him.

The face was wide open, revealing the black throat inside, and the dark brown skin was covered with deep wrinkles, like the tattered bark of a tree cut by a knife, and it looked very disgusting.

As soon as the human face appeared, an indescribable cold and rotten aura came to the face.

Ron, who smelled this smell, suddenly changed his face and immediately wanted to get off the bed.

However, as soon as he got up, the mouth of the face behind him suddenly opened an exaggerated arc, swallowing Ron whole in one gulp.