If there's anything to be gained from this year-plus years of travel, the biggest gain for Clio is to find that he is not that important.

To put it more strictly than that, it's not that important, it's completely irrelevant.

Sixth-level magicians, there are really too many.

In a remote town, a sixth-level magician can basically be the king, but in any city, a sixth-level magician cannot be ranked. And a magician who can't be ranked is much the same as an ordinary person.

Last year, when I traveled to Sangan City, there was one thing that Cleo especially remembered, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is unforgettable.

It was an evening, he and an eighth-level magician stayed in a hotel, and soon after checking in, the eighth-level magician was respectfully invited to the City Lord's Mansion by someone from the City Lord's Mansion, and it is said that there was a very large-scale night banquet in the City Lord's Mansion that night, "Sir, you have landed in the Script City, and it is time for this meeting, if we don't invite you, it will be our faux pas." ”

Then the eighth-level magician was polite, and was invited to the banquet by the one who came.

And from beginning to end, as a sixth-level magician, Cleo was uncared for. At that moment, he was truly transparent.

Banquets and other things may not be interesting.

But it was a circle, and that circle had nothing to do with Clio, or rather, a sixth-level magician. In a city, at least in the eyes of the people of the two provinces, a sixth-level magician is basically equivalent to an ordinary person.

If a teenager or even a middle-aged person encounters this, as long as he has a little ambition, he will definitely be unwilling, and then grit his teeth and swear that I will let others treat me so politely in the next year!

It's hard to say whether the impulse can be turned into a tangible effort, or how long it can be done, but there will be such an impulse.

However, Clio is neither teenager nor middle-aged, but has already entered old age.

The years can really wear away a lot of things, including unrealistic impulses. That encounter only made one thing clear to Cleo, that is, what kind of existence a sixth-level magician is in the outside world.

People often can't see themselves clearly, either they think too highly of themselves or they think too low of themselves.

When he was in Redstone, Cleo was the former, and after Sangan City, Cleo was the latter, but slowly, the two encounters were reconciled in their hearts, and too high and too low were almost neutralized. And with such an understanding, a matching state of mind has also been brewed.

Therefore, last night's loss lasted all night. And one night later, Cleo made a decision in his heart: from today, from the beginning, with ten years, to give himself a chance and a proof to that person.

Enjoying the prestige and blessings have been enjoyed in Redstone Town, although the level is not high, and it cannot be compared with the status and status in the city, but in terms of nature, how bad can it be?

It is not impossible to continue to enjoy the prestige and happiness, and the sixth-level mage has its inherent status. But after thinking about it for a while, Clio told himself: If this is the case, I will not be reconciled until the end!

Since you are unwilling, then live in a different way.

Cleo thought to himself that he still had twenty or thirty years to live, and for the sake of insurance, twenty years.

Then you might as well go crazy when you get old, take out half of these twenty years, take out the momentum when you first came into contact with magic, and work hard for ten years with all your heart, regardless of whether there is a result or not, you will admit it.

In the past, on the one hand, there was a lack of inheritance, and on the other hand, he was afraid of the world, and Clio thought to himself that even if he fought to the seventh level like his teacher, there was basically no room for improvement, and it was better to live a comfortable life than that.

Now, Cleo knows that unless an encounter like Morich Lobel falls on him, he will not be able to take that step in this life.

Looking at it like this, whether it is level seven, level eight or level nine, there is actually not much difference to oneself, and even whether level six can break through to level seven is not much different. Therefore, fighting again, in fact, is not for a breakthrough in cultivation, but just to give yourself an explanation.

After these ten years, whether there are results or no results, you can rest assured. -- Even if I am stupid and dull, even if I give up halfway, but when it comes, I will be worthy of the cultivator!

Yes, cultivating again, not for breakthroughs, but for reconstruction.

Rebuild yourself as a cultivator, as a magician.

In that case, even if he is still level six in the end, he can return to Redstone Town, and then salivate and come to the door with the relationship back then, just to say a word to that person: "But I hate that time can't be turned back, and I met Your Excellency again at the first meeting." ”

Then, there are no regrets, and you can calmly wait for the day to come.

The dawn of the morning.

The sky is shining, but generally speaking, it is still drowsy, so ordinary people are still asleep, and as cultivators, there are both rising and not rising.

Normally, Clio didn't get up.

But on this day, he got up. Not only on this day, but for the next ten years, he will get up at this time.

After many years of habit change, it is still very uncomfortable, and after all, it is already an old age. But since the determination has been made, if there is not even such an insistence, then there is no need to say anything about the past and the future, if this is the case, then Clio will be ashamed of his acquaintance with that person.

Because he is not worthy!

After a brief wash, Cleo moved his hands and feet around the courtyard.

He rented a small courtyard, although the courtyard is very small, a little larger than the room, but it is enough to move his hands and feet.

Clio is not a martial artist, but in the decades of the Red Stone Mercenary Regiment, he is basically a martial artist in his daily life, and there is no shortage of beginners to the first level of the first, second, third and fourth levels, for decades, they have been in the same compound, even if they never pay attention to it, but seriously, how to exercise and how to move their hands and feet, he is more familiar than many warriors themselves.

And some time ago, didn't Kaspersky still cultivate from the beginning to the sixth level, that cultivation, but it was detailed and detailed, and there were no omissions in all aspects.

After about half a magic hour, Cleo was a little short of breath, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his body, but the qi and blood in his whole body were already active, so it was okay, and then Cleo walked slowly in the courtyard, one step at a time, three steps, and after dozens of steps, his breath calmed down.

Then, enter the room, sit down on the bed, adjust the breath slightly, and then, close the eyes, and then, the induction is slightly released, and it spreads throughout the cabin, and then, the mental consciousness and the elements gradually merge, and according to the sixth-level meditation method, it slowly operates.

The meditation time of a magician depends on the mind, on the consciousness, on the qualifications, on the level, on the state, on the will.

The calmer the mind, the clearer the consciousness, the better the qualifications, the higher the level, the longer the meditation can be sustained, and the better the results. In addition, the physical state, the juvenile body and the old body, when you are very sleepy and after a full sleep, the difference between the state must be very large, and there is also a will, not to mention, short meditation or long meditation, shallow meditation or deep meditation, the meditation state caused by different intentions must be different.

After about a magic hour, Cleo slowly opened his eyes, and at the same time, there was a slight look of disappointment in his eyes.

When he was magical, it was almost the same as when he was a third-level magic apprentice. Although it is not very precise, it can basically be said that in addition to the sixth-level hard power shelf, in other aspects, on the whole, he has degraded to about the third-level level.

In fact, this is also conceivable, and it is not too unexpected, so after a slight disappointment, Clio quickly adjusted his mood.

Three levels is three levels.

It's said that it's a new start, and even if it falls back to the next level, it's not a big deal.

Then it's time for spell training.

The main reason for spell training is not actually to fight, but to strengthen the effect of meditation, or to put it this way, the cultivation of magicians is originally divided into two steps, one is meditation, and the other is spell training.

Simply practicing spells without meditation is harmful to the magician, and will cause some kind of "overdraft" of the mind.

However, if you only meditate and do not supplement it with spell exercises, it is easy to "hold on", and then the next time you meditate, it is easy to feel "tired" or feel very lazy.

This should be the common sense of magicians, but in fact, this common sense has not been strictly practiced by Clio for twenty or thirty years. Thinking of this, Clio smiled bitterly, and after deciding to re-sharpen his cultivation, he realized how he had been ruined before.

It is not appropriate to exercise spells in the room, and it is also not suitable in the small courtyard.

With just a turn of thought, Clio thought of a good place, Wanghaiju!

It is not the viewing corridor of Wanghaiju, but below Wanghaiju, many of the undulating peaks are directly adjacent to the tide, and those places are not suitable for viewing, they are too narrow and cramped, and the grass and trees are barren, and there are often high winds and waves, usually even cultivators do not treat such places very much.

But for Clio, none of this is a big deal, and it's a good fit.

One is pure, barren means pure, and the other is even if the state is regressed, even if it is to re-sharpen his cultivation, he is a sixth-level magician after all, and the wind and waves are just right for him to carry out comprehensive spell training.

It could even be said that such places were simply prepared for him.

After two magic hours, Lian rushed to find a place to exercise, and Cleo's first morning of cultivation was officially completed.

I'm tired, and I'm really not used to it. But after the workout, Clio felt very fulfilled, as if he had really returned to his teenage years, and an indescribable vitality filled his body and mind, and this feeling had not been felt in decades before.

On a whim, Clio even jumped on the spot twice, and then, standing still, looking into the distance.

Everywhere you look, the sea and the sky are the same, boundless.

At this time, the sky was already bright, and above the distant sea, a round of red sun had already risen out, and it was the time when the red dye was about to fade and the bright white was coming.

"It's about to start, isn't it?" Looking into the distance, Clio smiled slightly. (To be continued.) )