Chapter 119: Questioning

Chapter 119:

Most of these patterns are shrunken twisted circles, like plain human faces, which fill the entire parchment.

Just by looking at it, there was a faint tingling sensation in Ron's eyes.

However, even though the patterns were very weird, Ron strangely understood what they meant.

He reached out and touched these strange circles, and the expression on his face became faintly solemn.

After a long time, Ron withdrew his hand and closed his eyes slightly.

"Basic meditation, the opening of mental power, this is the so-called basic requirement for learning potions, or is it an introduction to wizards?"

There is only one piece of parchment, but it is very rich.

It contains almost all the information that Ron had previously gotten in the library, and even other useful things.

In addition to a large number of philosophical concepts that describe the meaning of life, in fact, the main content is to use infinite spiritual power to sense the essence of energy particles, discover, control and guide into the body, so that it can be used for self-use and indirect transformation of energy, and the main role of meditation is to help discover, control, and guide the process of energy particles. ”

Carefully combing through the vast amount of information on the parchment, Ron suddenly frowned.

However, judging from the above information, even if you learn to meditate and discover energy particles, it seems that you can't be called a wizard, but just belong to a wizard's apprenticeship, and the real wizard is the title after the first sublimation of the life level, representing a transcendent mortal level and a special existence. ”

Moreover, from the above information, Ron can conclude that the probability of sublimation of this life level is very low, which is not much different from the information he had collected in the library before.

"It's really hard to become a wizard, but is it a matter of qualifications?"

With a slight sigh in his heart, Ron opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on the parchment again.

"Forget it. Let's take it one step at a time. ”

After a pause, he reached out and grabbed the parchment, which quickly formed into a small paper ball.

"The first step of the basic meditation method is first to open the spiritual power for the first time, inducing energy particles in the air, and the first opening of the spiritual power requires the special guidance of a certain substance, which is"

Ron's gaze calmly shifted to the paper ball in his hand, and then he threw it directly into his mouth, swallowing it without chewing.

Feeling the ball of paper slip down his throat and into his stomach, Ron quickly closed his eyes. The mind empties all the thoughts in the parchment based on the information on the parchment, and then imagines a series of strange patterns and words.

Imagine that the main function of these patterns and words is to help condense the sluggish mental power in the brain, combined with the guiding matter to better sense the energy particles in the air.

It's just that, with Ron's strong memory, the pattern and text that should have been remembered clearly, after emptying his mind at this time, he didn't know why it was always blurry and intermittent.

So much so that I wrote it down, and there was a strange tingling sensation in my brain.

It was as if a slender silver needle had been stuck in the head. Stirring constantly.

However, Ron knew that this was normal for the first time to meditate, and the more qualified people were, the less painful it was to meditate for the first time, and the more intense it was to meditate vice versa.

If the qualifications are below a certain limit of meditation or simply have no qualifications. If you forcibly imagine these patterns and words, there is even a risk that your head will explode directly.

Judging by the intense pain he was feeling in his head right now, Ron's qualifications weren't as low as the danger of a headshot, but they were pretty much the same.

And as the meditation deepens. The stinging pain in his brain grew deeper and deeper, until Ron felt like he couldn't hold it anymore, and a cold breath rushed from his stomach to the tip of his head.

The breath was cold and piercing. But it faintly isolated the pain in the brain, and even extended a part of it from the top of the head, as if to capture something.

He knew it was the substance in the parchment that had been eaten, and it was starting to work.

Drops of cold sweat slid down the corners of his forehead and down his cheeks, and then onto the floor.

The cold pain in his head made Ron feel like time was passing unusually slowly, and even with the mysterious substance as a buffer, he could still feel the strange expansion in his brain.

'Click!'

Suddenly, a crisp sound appeared on the soles of Ron's feet, and the solid floor was suddenly cracked by his unconscious stepping

The cobweb-like rift centered around him quickly spread around the room.

As time passed, a wisp of crimson blood flowed from his nostrils.

Compared to the previous silver needle, the brain seemed to be cut back and forth by a fast-moving chainsaw.

In this pain, the strange patterns in Ron's brain quickly appeared and disappeared, like flickering stars.

I don't know how long it took.

Until an abrupt voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

'Ding!'

Suddenly, Ron seemed to see a tiny dark green point of light slowly glide through his line of sight.

This hazy point of light stands out in the dark vision, but it feels very unreal.

"This is the physical form of the energy particles?"

The pain in his head quickly faded as this tiny spot of light appeared, and Ron felt his mind return to his brain.

Even with his eyes closed, Ron seemed to 'see' something.

Slowly opening his eyes, he realized that the floor was already covered with a small pool of sweat and blood, and there was an uncomfortable sticky feeling all over his body.

Wiping away the nosebleed, Ron shook his somewhat tired head and propped his hands on the table in front of him.

At this time, his face became very ugly, with a layer of turmeric in the pale color, and his body was even weaker to the extreme.

Glancing at the puddle of liquid mixture on the ground, there was a palpable look of disappointment in his eyes.

"According to the information I have gathered before, the qualifications of wizards are divided into five levels according to the probability of life evolution, with the highest level of five and the lowest level, and the most intuitive test method is to know through the first meditation method, and in my current state of meditation, my qualification may be in the position between the first and second levels, and even if it is a little closer, I may not even be able to complete the meditation. ”

In the introduction to those books, Ron knew that wizards were beings who relied heavily on their natural aptitudes.

And with his low qualifications, it can be said that in the absence of accidents, the hope of becoming a wizard is very slim.

"Is there no way to get around this qualification limit?" Recovering his strength slightly, Ron ripped off his sweat-soaked clothes, revealing his sturdy upper body.

He looked at his white palm, feeling the power contained in it beyond ordinary people.

"Since the difference in life level is the difference between wizards and mortals, then, is there any other way in this world other than wizards to improve their own life level. (To be continued.) )