Yang Tian almost burst into laughter when he saw this mysterious elder suddenly showing such a charming and cute side.

Fortunately, he held it back quickly, otherwise the elder would have been even more angry and stamped his feet.

He paused, then suddenly looked angry, patted his left shoulder hard with his right hand, making a snapping sound, and then said in a lecturing tone: "You bad shoulder, you've gone too far.

It actually hurts our elder Pell’s delicate little hand. It’s really the worst disease! I won’t teach you a lesson!”

As he spoke, he hit him several more times.

Then he leaned down, took up Pell's slightly red hand, blew on it, and said comfortingly: "Elder, I have already punished my shoulder for you, please calm down.

It doesn’t hurt, it doesn’t hurt.”

This combination of punches immediately stunned Pell.

Pell stared blankly at Yang Tian for two seconds, and then... "Pfft--" She didn't hold back, and burst into laughter, revealing a smile that was so innocent and cute that it would make Lily feel ashamed.

"You...are you treating me like a baby?"

Per raised the corners of his mouth and rolled his eyes at Yang Tian.

"No, no, no, how can this be a baby?

Babies can’t understand such complicated words.”

Yang Tian said seriously, "This trick is used to coax little girls aged three or four, and it works very well."

"You guys are so complacent." Pell felt that it was time to regain his dignity as a teacher, otherwise it would be a bit embarrassing. "If you continue to tease the teacher with such a playful smile, I will file a complaint with the principal.

You are disrespectful, and I will fire you!"

Yang Tian smiled and said: "This can't threaten me.

After all, in three days, a certain elder will be my property, so even the principal can’t interfere, right?”

"Good guy, you are really arrogant. Do you really think you can accomplish it?"

Pell straightened the big magical hat on his head and chuckled, "Okay, now... continue with the class.

I just mentioned...oh, by the way, where did you just say?"

"Speaking of why magicians can use so many different types of magic," Yang Tian reminded.

His memory is quite good.

"Oh, I remember it," Pell nodded and said, "The conjecture you just raised is that you imagine magic as cooking.

The different types of elements you mentioned are just like ingredients.

By adding different ingredients and cooking, you can get corresponding different types of products.

This method of explanation is actually quite reasonable.

However... divine magic does not operate according to this set of rules.

The use of divine magic is more like...you go to the store to buy something."

"What's the meaning?"

Yang Tiandao.

Pell smiled slightly and said: "When you go to the store to buy something, you have money in your hand.

No matter how much or how little, it is just money.

But when you go to the store, you can buy all kinds of different things with the same thing - money.

Don’t you think it’s somewhat similar to divine magic?”

When Yang Tian heard this, he was stunned for a moment, his thoughts were flowing in his mind, and suddenly it seemed that some pent-up confusion was suddenly blown away, and he suddenly became enlightened.

"You mean, spiritual energy is equivalent to money, a medium and currency.

The final magical effect is the product.

Using magic is similar to the process of buying specific goods with money?"

Yang Tian said slowly, "So...is this store the rules designated by the gods?"

"Wow, you react pretty quickly," Pelle exclaimed slightly.

"So what I said was right?"

Yang Tian asked.

"Most of it is right, but there is one thing wrong, that is, aura is not just a medium, it is also the source of power that makes up magical arts." Pell shook his little head slightly and said leisurely, "But this is also the same as what I just said.

The example given is relevant, but the example of the store just now is actually not entirely appropriate.

To give a more appropriate example, it is... just like you take a certain amount of gold and go to a gold processing workshop.

You take the gold and the workshop helps you process it. The final shape depends on what you tell the workshop.

And the final product is actually made of the gold you brought with you."

The concepts in Yang Tian's mind became clearer and clearer.

"So, aura is the raw material, and the magic takes these raw materials and finds the 'processor' through the curse seal. The 'processor' will help transform the aura into real magic."

Yang Tian said slowly, "And this 'processor'...is the rule set by the gods in advance?"

"Yes, this is all right. I will reward you with a little red flower." Pell conjured a little red flower out of nowhere and pinned it on Yang Tian's waist.

Yang Tian smiled and said: "So you said that magicians are not the real creators of magic?

Because the magician only provides raw materials and then finds the customers of the store. It is not the magician himself who truly condenses the magic."

"Yes, that's it. In my opinion, a real magician should not use any curse seals, but should rely on his own mental control to condense spiritual energy, and then gather them into the magic he needs, and then

Use it out.

The whole process does not require the participation of anyone else, no rules, no gods, only yourself."

Pell shrugged and said, "Unfortunately, there are too few people who can do this. Most people in this world will never be able to reach the threshold of doing this in their lifetime.

If it weren't for the grace of the gods, most people would never have anything to do with the word magician in this life.

Therefore, for most people, the only choice is to pray to the gods for power and use divine magic in a way specified by the gods in advance."

Yang Tian was slightly surprised when he heard this - because this is a theocratic country, and the belief in gods is written in the law.

Most people, even Cynthia, have at least a sense of awe and respect for the gods.

But Yang Tian observed Pelle carefully, but he didn't see a trace of respect in her expression. There was even a touch of ridicule and teasing in her tone, as if she was just teasing from the perspective of a bystander.

This is not an emotion that a magician in general should display.

“Can you do that?

Instead of using curse seals, use divine magic directly?"

Yang Tian asked curiously.

"Who knows," Pell smiled noncommittally and said, "Oh, by the way, there is another name for people who can do that, called...oracle."

"Oracle?"

Yang Tian was stunned for a moment, "Isn't that a level above the Divine Attendant?"

According to what I heard before, those above the ninth-level magicians are divine servants, and those above the divine servants are oracles.

Then the divine attendant is the realm of transformation, and the oracle is the holy realm.

"That's right, as long as you can break through to that level, you can transcend the curse seal, directly use specific magic, and even design your own magic.

And this is also the core qualitative change point in the realm of the Oracle," Pell looked at Yang Tian with a smile and said, "Your blood contract level seems to be over the twelfth level, which means you are qualified to become a god.

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