Chapter 669: Raise a glass to invite the bright moon
"… The word 'Ge' is the most important word in the mantra of the bound mantra. You must not write it incorrectly. Didn't the teacher say it? As long as you master the four ways of writing 'Ge', you can pick up any bound mantra at will!"
"…The teacher of this magic potion said, "Put the hind legs of the toad made with magic are placed in an ice silk bag and worn on the neck; or cut off the part of the patient's part of the toad made with magic, grind it into pieces and rinse it without roots, which is miraculous.'..."
"…His name is written as ‘Yumir’, ‘Emir’ or ‘Ogelmir’, both right. You just need to remember that when He was sleeping, Throtgumier drilled out of His lower body, Mimeer drilled out of His right armpit, and Bestra drilled out of His left armpit. They are great beings that cannot be avoided when studying the origin of the Asa Gods…”
Although he stood outside the house through thick glass, Zheng Qing could still hear what was talking in the house. Most of the young wizards were discussing their respective homework nervously and fiercely - a concept that was extremely unfamiliar to them - and there were also two young witches sitting in the corner, which attracted Zheng Qing's attention.
"...Can we really become registered wizards?" The round-faced witch stared at the thick textbook in front of her: "I can't even keep up with half of what the teacher said..."
The companion sitting next to her encouraged her: "People still have dreams, what if they can realize it? Just like two days ago, who would have thought that we would become students in the first university!"
Five days ago, when he was brought into the small tavern by Colma, the group of young North District wizards, seventeen or eighteen years old, were gathering together to "conspire" to hold a larger and stronger protest at the First University.
Zheng Qing was still vivid in his mind when the roaring and excited faces were roaring.
But it was only a few days later.
These angry young wizards have transformed into examples of hard study, from the "grave digger" of the First University to the most loyal supporter of the First University.
"Indeed, a little bit is enough." The witch murmured.
"Have you heard the conversation between Eve and Parker?" The Great Sage of the North District ignored the witch's words and pointed to the two witches sitting in the corner.
Zheng Qing was stunned for a moment before he came to his senses, and nodded with a very small amplitude.
"This is the second thing I want you to know."
Colma patted his shoulder with satisfaction: "The foundation of these children is really poor. Almost no one who entered the preparatory class has received formal middle school education... Can you imagine a group of young wizards who don't know how to protect the armor and learn "Weishiyan" the first spell?"
Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, nodded very solemnly, and wiped his nose. I wonder if it was an illusion, but when he looked at the diligent and studious North District wizards in the tavern, he unexpectedly felt that he smelled the smell of "mysticism".
This is a very difficult feeling, as if through the sense of smell, he saw the wizard's heavy and long history of mysticism, as well as countless figures who have been studying these history one after another.
"believe."
The young teaching assistant came back to his senses and tried to give himself an example: "I have never received high school education in the wizard world... Before entering the first university, I always thought I was a little Taoist priest!"
Colma glanced at him with contempt: "If there was a little Taoist priest in the North District who could master more than a thousand basic talismans, I wouldn't be so worried. Special examples like you are not representative."
Zheng Qing could accept this.
He sniffed, feeling the mysterious aura became clearer.
Colma frowned slightly, paused for a few seconds before continuing to speak: "In short, compared to other assistants who started teaching directly, I suggest you do a basic test first to confirm their level... How many can draw a talisman in a complete way, how many people can't tell whether the talisman is divided into several parts, how many people can't make cinnabar, etc."
Zheng Qing sucked his nose gently and nodded repeatedly.
Colma's approach is probably the biggest difference between her and Professor Montreal. Because compared with the professor, the witch has only been a year since she left the first university, and she has experienced many new teaching methods that are more suitable for young wizards. Naturally, she knows which one is more suitable for the wizard in the North.
But the witch in front of her obviously did not understand the boy's compliment. She only saw his strange look of sniffing. Finally, she couldn't help but frowned and asked, "Do you have a cold? Why keep sniffing... Should I give you some sirloin Rum with fire dragon blood?"
"Oh, no."
Zheng Qing smiled awkwardly, looked up at the gloomy sky, thinking: "I always thought that the mysterious aura that was filled with the night was a rhetorical technique... but I didn't expect that I could actually feel it today. I can really smell the mysterious aura that was filled with the air. Before today, I always thought that 'mystery' was just a concept. I didn't expect that it was still a smell!"
Speaking of this, he raised his hand and looked at the patterns in his palm. Thinking of the seeds deep in his soul and the disappeared copper bean, his tone was a little uncertain, and he guessed: "Or, is my magic power growing to a bottleneck, so I can distinguish the subtle aura between heaven and earth?"
Colma looked at him suspiciously.
But before she could speak, an uncontrollable laughter came from the roof not far from the two: "Hug, sorry... your magic may still have room for growth. In addition, what you smell is not a mysterious aura, but the 'Moonlight·Liuying' produced by Nina Company for Qingqiu."
Zheng Qingxun looked at him and saw Su Shijun sitting not far from him. Seeing the male witch's sight, she waved her hand very friendly, and a clearer and clearer "mysterious" aura came to her face.
Zheng Qing was stunned.
"What are you doing here?"
"Look at the moon," the MP of the Moon Under the Moon sitting on the roof, holding a wine glass in his hand, and raised it obliquely: "Raise the glass to invite the bright moon, there are three people in Wuying..."
Zheng Qing looked in the direction she raised her glass.
Today's tenth day is about eighty or nine, but because of dark clouds, there is no moon in the sky. There are only a few mottled spots of light scattered in the lead-black night sky, which makes people breathless.
"There is no moon today." Colma silently stared at the big fox.
Su Shijun turned his hand and disappeared suddenly. He sat upright and said, "There is no moon in his eyes and the moon in his heart. He is a qualified member of the Moon Council... I am just a passerby, and I happened to see you chatting here, so I came over and take a look... By the way, I'll ask, it's so late today, do you want to go to the mansion to sleep?"
The last sentence is naturally not an invitation to the Great Sage of the North District.