In order to learn and cast spells, this was not the first time that Su Zuo entered a meditative state.
Meditation is not sleeping, you must understand this!
Strictly speaking, in Su Zuo's understanding, 'meditation' is closer to YY (daydreaming/daydreaming), which involves mobilizing one's emotions through daydreams, chanting mantras that can put oneself into a state, and praying to special objects.
(God) Pray, think about painful things, beautiful things, and so on.
The human heart is a complex thing, and the soul wavelength mentioned by the Master is very simple, it is the mobilization of the mind and emotions.
Everyone's mental fluctuations are different, and they are similar only in the general direction. Therefore, the process of almost every magic apprentice's initial perception of elements is a long and repetitive and painful journey of trial and error.
Just taking Su Zuo's own experience as an example, without the help of outsiders, he could only perceive the three elements of light, magic energy and thunder and lightning for two weeks. According to the old man's words
, which is already quite excellent.
After Su Zuo put his hand on the magic book, it wasn't until the sudden sleepiness swept over his heart and pulled him into sleep while sitting cross-legged on the bed that Su Zuo vaguely realized——
He didn't seem to say which element to sense...
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【…asking you, do you have any ideals that you must realize?】
Where is this...
【…Ask you, do you have any desires that you must realize?!】
What's wrong with me...I remember I seemed to fall asleep with my hand on the magic book...
【……】
Hmm... I feel dizzy... My ears are buzzing... Are flies flying?
[...fly...your stupid thing...]
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The drowsy brain suddenly woke up.
The rolling heat waves burned the naked skin, the flying long hair turned brown in the hot air, the smell of sulfur filled the mouth and nose, and the dry eyes stung unbearably.
The fiery red air howled in the blazing flames, and the twisted flames dragged the living into the flames. Su Zuo was dumbfounded when he faced the huge dragon beast that suddenly appeared in front of him.
Nearly a hundred meters tall, with dragon wings that covered the sky and the sun, and a huge, mechanismless golden vertical pupil at the front of the ferocious dragon head, it was staring at him.
"I'm going! Where is this?!"
Before Su Zuo could react, he was burned to powder by the dragon's breath sprayed by the giant dragon.
Then it appeared again, and it was the same scene again. This time, he was knocked away by a dragon's claws and fell heavily to the city wall. Compared with the last time he died without feeling at all, this time his bones were broken and he was in unbearable pain. He struggled.
It took nearly 20 seconds to be buried alive by the suddenly collapsed city wall.
But thanks to this, Su Zuo finally realized that he was "now" a magic swordsman.
The crimson armor on his body and the long sword forged from unknown gold-red metal in his hand all illustrate his identity at this time.
"Damn...what's going on!"
This time, due to Su Zuo's conscious efforts to dodge, he survived for more than twenty seconds, and then he was crushed into a pulp by the huge dragon claws that came down overwhelmingly.
"Okay, okay... doesn't it look like I've traveled through time again... is there something wrong with that magic book..." Su Zuo breathed out softly, then faced the giant dragon that rushed towards him again,
Su Zuo tried to mobilize the light element and tried to release a shadow door, but failed and was burned to death.
"Damn it! There is nothing in my body except the magic power of fire! And this is such a piece of scummy equipment! Isn't it embarrassing for you to be burned into ashes even though you are a fire-type magic swordsman?"
Su Zuo, who reappeared, threw the long sword in his hand to the ground in anger, splashing a cloud of dust. He glared angrily and showed his middle finger to the dragon, and then stared at the dragon for a while, in the flames.
Wailed and turned into ashes.
It hurts...
Su Zuo appeared again and fell to his knees. The pain remaining at the end of his consciousness made him almost lose consciousness, and before he could get up, he turned into a ball of meat.
"What the hell! The more you resist, the more painful it will be to die!" This time Su Zuo jumped up with vigor, threw the sword away, and ran away as hard as he could.
This is not because Su Zuo is afraid, but because he wants to delay some time to think about the current situation.
"If I remember correctly, is this what the old guy meant when he said 'meditation will help you'?"
Judging from the current situation, Su Zuo felt that he seemed to have fallen under the control of a large illusion. After careful consideration, it could only be the effect of the magic book.
In this case, the purpose of this illusion should be to help him meditate. Why would a giant dragon appear and kill him repeatedly...
Su Zuo was thinking about the problem, but accidentally tripped on the ground and was trampled to death.
"Let yourself experience death repeatedly... It's definitely not this. Then there's only one possibility..."
Recalling the pain of wailing in the flames, and the elements that resonate with the element of fire...
Fighting spirit... and anger...
Su Zuo breathed a sigh of relief and recalled the content of his previous conversation with the old man.
——"... Because for the fire element, burning is 'positive energy', while freezing is 'negative energy'. Compared with staying calm or even falling into a lost mental state in battle, passionate fighting spirit and anger are more powerful."
Suitable for fighting, right?"——
Come on... Su Zuo looked at the flame dragon who was looking at him quietly in front of him, as if waiting for him to be ready, and slowly raised his sword.
Then it turned into ashes.
"Damn it, what went wrong..." The feeling of his lungs gradually being burned and cracked in the flames was terrifying. Su Zuo reappeared and coughed dryly and fell to his knees. Compared to the previous times, he persisted for nearly two minutes, but this time
Once, he still couldn't completely prevent the high temperature of the dragon's breath from harming him. First, it was the hair and skin, and secondly, the double attack of the hot air breathed into the lungs and the burning of subcutaneous fat. In the huge pain, he could barely feel the fire element.
It melted away quickly, and Su Zuo could not escape death.
But this time Su Zuo clearly felt that with the rising fighting spirit, the fire magic power in his body began to mobilize in response to his response.
"The current body's ability to perceive flames is much better than that of Yiwen, otherwise this level of fighting spirit would not be enough to mobilize the fire element..."
The magic power in the body echoed and resonated with the ubiquitous elements in the outside world. In the new battle, Su Zuo tried to mobilize the fire element, condensing it into a sphere and smashing it into the fire dragon's eyes.
Unfortunately, the fireballs created by Su Zuo, who had never learned fire element magic, could not only burn, but also explode. For a fire dragon whose fire element resistance was capped, its effect was really limited.
However, even with this extremely wasteful and crude operation that was almost magical, after repeated use, Su Zuo was gradually able to use the magic power in his body to do things like create flame shields and flame barriers.
Through this kind of small blindness, Su Zuo gradually improved his survival rate under the dragon's physical attacks, but wide-area attacks like dragon's breath were still unsolvable for him now.
The best result was that he managed to avoid the direct attack of the dragon's flames through a blindfold, and persisted on the edge of the dragon's breath for 3 minutes. Then, after the sword in his hand melted, it was burned to coke.
"Haha... This is impossible! Don't think that because I am a time traveler, I don't know that there is no dragon that can spray dragon breath for 3 minutes without stopping, you bastard!"
Su Zuo cursed loudly, and then turned into a charcoal-roasted pig again.
"What is missing...what conditions are missing..." Su Zuo lay on his back, panting heavily. Although his physical damage would be restored every time he died, the damage to his consciousness caused by the illusion could not be healed.
Simply restore.
Pain and exhaustion, like a phantom, hazily enveloped Su Zuo's consciousness, making him understand that his body at this time was not his real body.
After nearly a dozen rounds with Su Zuo, this time, facing Su Zuo who was lying on his back and completely losing his fighting spirit, the dragon did not attack him. It looked at him with its huge golden pupils for a while, and then opened
The wings flew up.
The huge dragon wings, several times wider than the dragon's body, slowly unfolded, and then with a slight flap, the huge body had already left the ground and crossed the towering city wall.
The dragon is roaring, its breath turns into pillars of flame, flames are rising, the sky is dyed red, and among the sounds of houses collapsing and collapsing, people's roars and lamentations can be clearly heard, connected directly on the other side of the city wall.
Got a piece.
Su Zuo, who was lying on the ground, sat up and listened to all this blankly.
Then darkness came again.
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Su Zuo knelt on the bed, breathing heavily.
The dark room, the slightly gray air, and the sleepy questions from the little guy Yiwen in his consciousness all showed that he had escaped from the illusion of the magic book.
However, the last scene made Su Zuo realize so clearly before——
The reason why he was finally able to break away from the illusion was not because of success, but because of shame and failure...
The hourglass placed in the room showed that less than one-fifth of the night had passed.
Su Zuo extinguished the red flame in his palm, just like the blazing flames in his palm. Su Zuo turned his attention back to the low-key and simple magic book, which at this time seemed to be mysterious and unusual.
"What is lacking is not the will to fight... but the determination..."
Su Zuo looked at the palms of his hands with the help of the sparks flying around the room. Not long ago, they were the hands of a swordsman covered with sword cocoons and covered with blood blisters from the hot sword.
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Su Zuo closed his eyes and slowly sank into his mind.
In war or fighting, what you seek is not your own survival, but the determination to kill the opponent. If you cannot do this, not only will you die, but your home will be reduced to ashes in the flames...
Yunan Wenshu... Is this what you want to tell me...
Opening his eyes, Su Zuo's eyes showed extremely firmness. He once again pressed his left hand on the cover of the magic book.