When Renard finally opened the door to his dormitory, he looked at the wall clock on the wall, and it was nearly midnight. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoBut Renard, who had just finished the meditation method, didn't feel sleepy at all, anyway, the semester was over for him. In fact, for most people, it is already over, and only the group of unlucky people who played the round-robin will have to compete for a few more days, and the worst fifth of the people in the end will be screened out and eliminated.

Thinking of this, Renard prayed in his heart for the fat man Darle Trump, after all, Darle Trump was one of the first mages he knew in this world, and he didn't want the familiar people to disappear one by one around him. Although he knew that the Dalle family was also quite rich, even if he was really eliminated, he could live a very comfortable life.

Reynard sat cross-legged on the bed—a position that wasn't necessary, but because of some legends from his previous life, and some scenes he had encountered during his dream of preaching, he was more accustomed to meditating in this position—he took a slow breath, then calmed his breath, and began to think back in his mind about the complex spell figure he had just felt. The special meditation method for the mage army must not be bad, and it should be much better than the apprentice meditation method I got before.

Reflecting on this, Renard began to sketch out the pattern of meditation he had gotten in his mind. The meditation pattern of the mage army was much larger than the meditation pattern he had obtained before, and Renard initially estimated that the length of the overall spiritual line had increased by more than five times.

Fortunately, after Renard broke through to the eighth level apprentice, his memory was much stronger, otherwise he might not be able to remember it at one time. He wasn't sure if the guard in the library would be so good at talking next time without the principal and the others accompanying him, let him go in casually and feel it, anyway, his sixth feeling was that the person was a little jealous of himself, and he was a little unpleasant, so it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble.

Renard interrupted several times in the middle, and only completed the first meditation until it was close to the fifth, and as the meditation pattern was completed, he felt that his brain domain seemed to expand a little bit, and with this expansion, the light elements equivalent to a dozen previous meditations poured into his brain domain, and then spontaneously dispersed in the center of his mind, dispersing into a very thin pattern.

Renard saw that this pattern was the church's representation of the God of Truth, and he remembered what Durga had said about the process of promoting priests to official mages: communicating with the God of Truth at the elemental level, letting the God of Truth leave a mark in his mind, and when the imprint was completely solidified, the priest would be promoted to official mage. As long as the imprint appears, before it is solidified, priests can also pray through this imprint, feel the grace of God, and cleanse their hearts.

It seems that this meditation method is really good, and in the face of oneself with sufficient mental power, it suddenly gives oneself the direction of promotion. Renard opened his eyes with a little joy and looked at his watch, which was close to three o'clock. It was only then that Renard realized how tired he had been from his previous attempts, and he thought about this meditation and fell asleep, preparing to feel it in today's dream sermon.

This dream led Renard to a temple with no end in sight, and he saw in the distance a shadow of pure light in the center of the temple. There were many transparent, slightly white figures around him, and the white light emitted by each figure was of different degrees.

He took a closer look at the transparent faces of the figures around him, and was surprised to find that he could see clearly. Kneeling beside him were Carlisle and Patrick, who were originally mediocre in appearance and had a slightly darker skin, but after becoming a transparent figure, he became a lot better looking because of the disadvantage of darkening his complexion.

Renard continued to look around, and he saw that his entire class of light students were there, and the light emitted by the figure of Clark Karagor, who was five or six places away from him, was the most powerful among his classmates. In the distance were some adults whose light was much stronger than that of themselves and others.

Renard also saw Durga, but he was surprised to find that Durga was much weaker than the light emitted by the priest next to him. Renard looked down at his figure, his figure also became transparent, but it didn't shine at all, and the original color could still be seen on his body, but it became transparent.

Then, Renard made a bold decision: stop kneeling and stand up. Renard's sixth sense told him that he should be like this, and that he must be fine. As Renard got up, he looked down at the kneeling backs beside him, and suddenly had a strange feeling, as if he was one level higher than them, although Renard himself didn't know what the reason was.

Although Renard stood up, no one nearby reacted to his actions in the slightest, and only silently bowed their heads in prayer. He tried to touch Carlisle's shoulder, and found his hand running straight through it. Renard suddenly realized that the sermon in this dream was very unusual, although he didn't know why.

Renard looked up at the center of the temple, the pure light and shadow. Light and shadow didn't react to this, he followed the feeling in his heart, and slowly walked over, passing through countless believers.

As he got closer and closer to the light and shadow, Renard began to glow, but this was different from the light that the believers' own color disappeared and came from the inside out, this light seemed to be only on the surface of his body, although it was getting stronger and stronger, but he was still there, and he felt warmer and warmer.

But after a while, Renard felt that the light and shadow seemed to suddenly notice him, and his sixth sense frantically alarmed, and he did not hesitate to turn around and run in the opposite direction, and still flew in his dream. But it was too late, the light and shadow split a small point of light and flew towards Renard, almost in the blink of an eye, Renard was caught up, and as this point of light touched himself, Renard suddenly woke up from his dream.

Renard gasped and sat up abruptly, just as it was just getting dark. He looked at the wall clock, it was not yet six o'clock in the morning, although Renard was in a panic, he felt more comfortable than ever, and the panic in his heart was quickly suppressed by the emotional seal, as if the panic in the dream had never appeared.

Renard just wrote down his state, the feelings were normal in the dream, and after returning to reality, the feelings were sealed and suppressed, this is not the first time this kind of thing, he has long been used to it. At this time, it suddenly occurred to him that when he dreamed again, could he explore the source of his uneasiness?

He silently wrote down this thought, and then sensed it slightly, and found that the light elements around him were rapidly converging towards his body, like a black hole, this speed was faster than the previous meditation I don't know how many times!

If there was no emotional seal, Renard might be afraid, but at this time, Renard just calmly made the most correct choice, he sat up cross-legged, his consciousness immersed in his spiritual world, and then he found that his brain domain had expanded by two or three times, and he had a faint feeling of a church, and the imprint of the God of Truth in the middle of his mind was exuding a dazzling light, unprecedented clarity, and his spiritual power had reached the edge of breaking through to a formal mage!