After closing his eyes, Roshi concentrated his mind and slowly fell into a dark world.

In this world, there is only one dark brown seed floating in the center.

In this darkness, Roshi waited quietly, and after a while, there was a sudden flicker in the darkness, and several faint points of light appeared.

This is the indispensable element of the wizard's path, after absorption, they will be transformed into pure energy, precipitated in the wizard's body, the wizard through some means, these energy into reality, and finally form the wizard's supernatural power - witchcraft.

According to the method in the "Low-level Meditation Manual", Roshi turned his spiritual power into a tentacle state, extending towards the point of light.

The tentacle easily wrapped around a point of light, and then dragged it back, and Luo Xi, who meditated for the first time, was a little unsmooth, and it took a little effort to pull the point of light back.

Move the point of light to the seed, and as soon as the point of light touches the seed, it melts in, and then a small white dot imprint appears at the point of the seed.

These white dot marks are witch patterns, and as the elements accumulate, the white dot marks will form a pattern that connects from the seed to the top, and when the nine stripes are completed, it is the moment to become a wizard.

The successful completion of the absorption of the first element made Roshi a little happy, and the historic step here was finally taken.

He continued to repeat the work, and as he burned the sixth point of light into the seed, his stomach suddenly rumbled, and he felt a feeling of tiredness in his spirit.

Luo Xi frowned, finished his meditation, and opened his eyes, it was already late at night outside, and in the dark night sky, a crescent moon hung high, and the moonlight sprinkled on the sea.

Getting up to relight the fire, he took out a piece of turtle meat from the turtle shell, and Roshi placed it on the fire to smoke it, and the light of the fire reflected his wrinkled brow.

The results of the first meditation were not ideal.

He had started meditating at about one o'clock in the afternoon, and now it was almost midnight when he saw the night, and it had been about 10 hours, but he had only absorbed six elements.

According to what Roshi knew, he could generally become an apprentice of a wizard, and when he first started meditating, he could absorb at least three or four elements per hour, but he didn't even have one.

It can't be said that he is too talented, in fact, most of the apprentices meditate for the first time in a similar situation to him, some are even worse than him, and there are many that cannot be absorbed.

It's just that wizarding itself is a pyramid profession, and being on the same level as the masses has no meaning except for being able to compare who dies first.

If only I could use the 'Meditation Potion'.

Roshi sighed secretly.

Meditation Potion is a potion specially formulated for apprentice meditation, which can keep the apprentice from eating or sleeping for months or even years or even more than a decade.

In fact, apprentices are not much different from ordinary people in terms of physical skills, they also need to eat and sleep, and meditation itself is a very mentally consuming thing, so compared with ordinary people, the sleep time of apprentices is even longer, which shows the importance of meditation magic liquid.

It's just that this kind of meditation magic liquid black tower is only distributed to a few excellent apprentices, and other apprentices can only get it through equal exchange, and the price is impossible for Luo Xi to afford even a month's supply anyway.

Forget it, it's useless to be anxious at this time, it's better to concentrate on completing the first magic pattern branding, and then find a way to get some meditation magic liquid.

The minimum starting point for the use of meditation potion is to complete a pattern, because the apprentice who has just begun to form the seed of power needs a process of adaptation to the change, and the use of this time will cause the spirit to collapse.

With this in mind, Rosie finished his supper, cleaned up briefly, put on his dried clothes, lay down by the campfire, and soon fell asleep.

......

Time flies, time flies, and in a blink of an eye, half a year has passed.

On the white sand beach, there is a triangular grass hut with a thick layer of soft pine branches and withered straw, and a few large bedding with banana leaves stacked on top of each other, and a basket next to it.

These were all found by Roshi from the jungle ahead.

It had been three months since Rohi entered the jungle, and it was winter at that time, and all the firewood on the beach had been collected, and it was not easy for an old man like him to get through without a fire to keep warm.

After hesitating, Roshi could only have the courage to go to the forest, of course, he didn't dare to go deeper, just found some firewood at the edge of the forest and quickly retreated.

This successful experience made Roshi's fear of the forest subside a lot, and he became much more emboldened in the following period, cutting firewood and cutting some 'red tail grass', a straw-like plant with a dark green body and a red color at the rhizome.

After cutting some and bringing them back to dry, Roshi built this straw shed, and when he went to chop firewood one time later, he suddenly saw a banana tree not far away, so he also picked some leaves and folded them to make a futon, and then weaved a basket.

As time passed, Roshi's entry into the woods became more and more mundane, and the farthest time he reached the central mountain, where he found a clear stream.

The strange situation that happened half a year ago has never happened again, and this small island does not seem to have anything strange except for the elements, and the lack of animals, and the fact that it is somewhat lifeless.

Early this morning, Luo Xi got up early, stood on the sea and did half an hour of radio gymnastics against the rising sun, and after eating some breakfast, he did not enter the cultivation, but decided to go to the forest.

He ran out of fresh water.

On the third day of Roxi's exile on this desert island, there was a rain in the sky, and Roshi hurriedly took out some turtle shells, collected the rainwater, and then used a dagger to store the ice in the east city.

Luckily, it was the rainy season, and the ice cubes had not yet been eaten, and Roshi encountered a few more rainstorms, so he simply dug a ten-square-meter reservoir on the beach and froze all the rainwater into ice cubes for storage.

It's just that at the end of winter, the water storage has bottomed out, and although there have been a few spring rains recently, it is not big, and Luo Xi pondered for a while, and decided to go to the creek he found last time to get water.

Strung together several pieces of tortoise shells with hemp rope woven from straw, Roshi tied the dagger to the top of a one-meter-and-a-half-long wooden strip to make a simple spear.

One of the troubles in this forest is that there are many thorns, and it will still be cut if you clean it with a short dagger, so Roshi made this spear.

After a brief tidying up, Roshi came out of the straw hut, and his style was really a bit of a wind at this time.

His coat had long been rotten, and his trousers had shredded into strips of cloth that he couldn't wear, so he wore a straw skirt around his lower body.

Carrying a pile of tortoise shells in one hand, this simple spear in the other, and a basket on his back, plus his long white hair in a shawl, and his chest-length gray beard, he looked like a savage.

With the turtle shell on his back, the spear was clenched, and Luo Xi stepped forward into the forest, but now he didn't know that this simple fetch of water would bring earth-shaking changes to his life!