Merren didn't know that in a short period of time, there was already a group of people united against him.

He didn't have the heart to think about that right now.

On his way to the official ashram, he approached Alyssa to test the meaning of the warning she had given him.

As a result, no matter what he said, the other party didn't tell the truth, just shook his head and said nothing, looking at him with a complicated gaze.

Because there were a lot of people nearby, Melen didn't want to ask too much, so she had to give up in the end.

"Wait for no one else, I don't believe you dare not say it."

He muttered to himself, his eyes scanning the surroundings, but he didn't see the figure of the dark-haired girl in Mrs. Chelsea's disguise.

Because it is already clear who is behind the scenes, there is no need to implement the point that Madame mentioned before that she wants to avoid Alyssa.

On the contrary, considering Alyssa's particularity, she needs to keep an eye on the point to avoid accidents, and she becomes Alyssa's roommate instead.

However, at the moment, Melen did not find out about the existence of that "Catherine", and probably did not plan to participate in the so-called spiritual test, so as not to show his feet.

He saw that the little yellow-haired Kevin had a gloomy look not far away, as if he had encountered something embarrassing.

"After this test, we will be divided into twelve groups of thirty people each, and then five teams of six people each."

Alyssa is surrounded by many young wizards loyal to the Chelsea family, and Martin Littleface is one of them.

The guy who had been planning to stammered Merlen for a long time looked at Melen with a slight awe at this time, but he didn't speak in the slightest.

"Including the supplementary instructors, there are seven people in each team."

"Are the co-lecturers all seniors?" Mellen asked casually.

"Yes, they're actually very important, because most of the problems are explained by these seniors, including academically, during our normal school days."

"Only important questions are eligible to consult professors......

During the conversation, the entire team had entered a stone brick staircase that led underground.

Beneath the staircase is a dark corridor, flanked by magical torches, where the sound of chaotic footsteps sounds, dense as the beat of a drum, but with a thick echo.

The staircase winds down around the black interior wall made of special masonry, and more than 300 students seem to be leading to a spire buried deep in the ground, and as they go inside, they can see doors embedded in the wall.

Behind the door is the practice ground, one for each person, and according to the ranking of the students in the entrance test, the higher the ranking, the deeper the underground the space that can be used.

Naturally, the more benefits there are.

As a result, the team continued to attrition, one after another, and finally only six remained.

"Why can Egger go deeper?"

The twelfth-ranked freshman had entered one door, but the name on the back of the next door was not Iger Wilson.

The boy named Lambert couldn't help but ask.

The spire that appears to be one is actually divided into many areas, each from the bottom to the top, and the cultivation resources are one.

In other words, if there are a few gifted wizards below who are frantically sucking resources, then the one at their head will naturally be starved of resources.

This is the plan of their small group, dignified, using talent to suppress the target and combat its arrogance.

However, if the target is not above them, but runs down, then there is no room for the plan to be carried out.

"As a Guardian, his contribution is worthy of the best treatment."

The old professor who led the team responded nonchalantly.

This made Lambert's face darken, and the little abacus fell to pieces, and the remaining students around him couldn't help but glance sideways at Melun.

But no one said anything about it, no matter what they thought in their hearts, running to offend this Guardian on the face was something that only a fool would do.

So under the gaze of these people, Melen came to the very bottom of this place.

"There are actually no twists and turns in the practice during the wizard's apprenticeship, unlike official wizards and above, who need to be vigilant against the attack of tricks."

After stopping, the old professor looked at him

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"But there are some precautions that need to be strictly followed," he said.

"For example, during the practice, you will unconsciously develop a lot of distracting thoughts and emotions in your heart, which will affect your concentration and will, but on the other hand, ......."

There was no one else around, and his words were more detailed than before, as if he was opening a small stove.

But in reality, this is actually within the scope of the best treatment.

With the inheritance of the Potions professor, Meren actually knows the key to this practice in detail, and the path of the heir he wants to practice is not the same as that of traditional wizards.

But he didn't say anything, but listened attentively.

The old professor was very satisfied with this - Mellen had a special status, and he actually had a headache about how to get along with him.

Now it seems that the young man is still very humble and not as difficult to talk as some rumors.

But he didn't say anything more because of this, and after saying everything that had to be said, he nodded to Merlen, and then took his leave.

Meren then pushed open the door and walked into the cultivation ground.

As far as the eye can see, the environment is rudimentary, just a circular room with walls made of black rock, flat metal floors, and a plain-shaped chair at the center.

Sitting on the chair, there was no need for Melen to make any other movements, and in an instant, the room that had looked like a grotto before suddenly became a mist-shrouded dark place.

The fog was dark and deep, and if you looked closely, you couldn't see the end at all, and the light around it was very dim, except for the area where the chair was located.

Originally, this piece of light was less than a square meter, but when Melen fully integrated his third hand into it, the scope of the light quickly increased.

The black fog quickly faded until the end of the field of vision was invisible.

The size of this range is determined by the wizard's talent, and the larger the range, the faster the subsequent cultivation.

However, if you want to really start practicing, resources are essential.

Opening the magic pocket, he took out one of the boxes that Juliana had given him earlier, and took out a glowing gold coin that Madame Chelsea had prepared for him.

Meren then began to wait quietly.

The practice of a wizard is somewhat similar to some of the absorbing power of heaven and earth that he has seen in his previous life, but it is completely different.

Because what the wizard absorbs, is alive.

The way to attract these creatures is not to run some kind of exercise or meditation in the body.

Instead, bait is needed.

That gold coin is the bait.

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