The next day, Sucrates took "Lomen" and his disciples to the Purple Forest and met Talanna, a disciple of Fenoa.
"Your Excellency Sucrates, I'm sorry. My teacher has been studying magic circles related to dragon language behind closed doors recently, so he won't see anyone during this time. Please forgive me."
"Grandmaster, study behind closed doors?" Sucrates came excitedly. Hearing this, he couldn't help but be disappointed. Hearing the magic circle in the language of the dragon, he became very interested again: "This time I brought something that Grandmaster is interested in."
Could you tell me something about it..."
Taranna looked troubled: "I'm sorry, Your Excellency, the teacher has instructions..."
At this time, a voice rang out: "Talanna, Your Excellency Sucrates is a guest from afar. Please bring him to the Purple Heart Tree House."
This was the voice of Grandmaster Fenoa, and Talanna immediately bowed to accept the order.
Soon, Sucrates and his disciples followed Talanna and came to the Purple Heart Tree House. Fenoa's youth surprised Sucrates' disciples, but everyone knew that this handsome man who looked only in his twenties
The actual age of the elves is dozens of times older than their teacher.
"I'm sorry to disturb the Grandmaster's research." Sucrates knew that Fenoa had given him a lot of face by making an exception this time, so he made a long story short: "A few years ago, I got an ancient stone slab with a suspected magic circle on it.
The pattern is carved, but it is profound and difficult to understand, and there has been no progress in research so far, so I came to Silver Moon Immortal Capital specifically to ask for advice."
Fenoa took the slate handed over by Sucrates, looked at it, and showed a look of surprise: "This carving... seems to be an ancient language, but it is not dragon language, nor is it the legendary language of divine runes. No.
I don't know why, but this stone gives me an uneasy feeling."
"Uneasy?" Sucrates showed doubts. He did not feel this way during the research, but the elves are a race that respects nature, and their sense of elements and nature is far beyond the reach of humans. This may be a breakthrough.
Sucrates had not shown this ancient stone slab along the way. It was also the first time for Chen Rui to see it. He felt that the strange patterns on the stone slab that seemed like magic circles did indeed contain mysterious power. Unlike Fenoa, he was not uneasy.
It just feels a bit familiar. It's not the words, but the feeling is familiar, but I can't remember where I saw it.
Fenoa did become interested in the slate: "If Your Excellency Sucrates doesn't mind, you might as well leave the slate here for a while. If there is any progress, I will send someone to inform you."
This request seemed a bit excessive, but Sucrates was not surprised at all, because when he encountered a problem before and asked for advice, the Elf Grandmaster also helped solve it in this way. So he agreed immediately: "Of course, I heard that Master Grandmaster
I am studying the magic circle related to Dragon Language, could you let me see it?"
"Little guy, your curiosity is still as strong as before... okay." Fenoa took out a drawing.
The title of Elf Grandmaster made Sucrates blush a little in front of the students, but the last two words made him automatically ignore the embarrassment, and his attention immediately fell on the drawing.
"This is a mixture of dragon language inscriptions and magic array..."
While Fenoa was introducing, Chen Rui, who was behind Sucrates, suddenly whispered: "Dean, the third magic circle can at least double the activation time."
"What did you say?" The Elf Grandmaster's ears twitched.
As a result, a pre-directed play was staged. Sucrates ostentatiously introduced the "talent" of the academy teacher "Lomon" to the elf master. After the experiment was successful, the elf master became very interested and asked Sucrates to stay.
The reward for completing the research on "Lomon" is the interpretation of two difficult magic arrays.
This condition was quite tempting, and Sucrates agreed without hesitation. After leaving behind the ancient stone slab and "Lomon", in order to avoid disturbing the Grandmaster's research, the Vice-President carried two highly difficult magic arrays.
The interpretation array diagram and the disciples happily said goodbye and left.
Of course, before leaving, the vice-dean did not forget to tell Teacher "Luo Meng" to rush back to the academy in more than a month so as not to miss the opening of the Tower of Stars. With Sucrates' approval, Chen Rui will use that extra
There is no longer any obstacle to entering the Tower of Stars.
"How do you know that Socrates will definitely ask to see the magic circle you are studying?"
"Because that little guy's curiosity has not diminished with age." The elf master's answer left Chen Rui speechless, "By the way, Teacher 'Luo Meng', the third sub-magic circle is actually a dragon language inscription.
With the trigger point, are you really sure to double the sending time?”
"We only need to make appropriate adjustments to the second-level grammar of the dragon language inscription..." Chen Rui just said it when he saw the fiery eyes of the elf master and was startled, "Your Excellency Fenoa, you look at me like that,
I will be stressed, especially as a male elf."
"Your words made me immediately have the urge to report to the Church of Light." Even though Fenoa was well-behaved, he almost choked, "But you have never mentioned before that you are also a master of dragon language inscriptions.
"
"That's not the point." Chen Rui shrugged, "The point of my coming here is to improve my weapon-making skills, Grandmaster."
"I have informed Bernd in the morning, and the forest dwarf should be on his way here now. Before he arrives, I think you have an obligation to explain to me how to adjust the grammar of that inscription."
Before Chen Rui could answer, the loud voice of the dwarf master rang out from the tree house's sound props: "Fenoa, I'm here, don't drink all the wine alone!"
Chen Rui looked at the elf master's slightly depressed expression and said with a smile: "It seems that our dwarf friend has arrived at just the right time."
In the days that followed, Chen Rui put aside all distracting thoughts, concentrated, and accepted the guidance of the elf master and the dwarf master. Not only guidance, but also some mutual competition.
Unknowingly, it has been almost ten days since he came to the Purple Heart Tree House. It is considered as the prescribed time for attending the training room of the super system, but it is actually several years. He not only studies instrument making, but also pharmacies, especially in instrument making.
When you reach a bottleneck, changing your focus can avoid continuing to hit dead ends, and the pharmacy memory crystals in the alchemy civilization also gave Chen Rui great inspiration.
"Ding! Ding! Ding..." The rhythmic knocking sound suddenly stopped. Chen Rui kept holding the hammer high, looking at the metal block clamped by the iron pliers, his eyes seemed to be straightened.
The two grandmasters who were drinking at the side stopped their glasses simultaneously without making any sound, for fear of disturbing him.
This "dementia" state is not the first time it has appeared, especially in the past few days, it has appeared more and more often.
After "dementia" passed, Chen Rui would sometimes feel downcast and sometimes thoughtful, but each time was different.
In fact, both masters know very well that this is a manifestation of the critical point. Once this hurdle can be crossed, a qualitative change will occur.
Although they have failed so many times before, it also shows that they are now quite close to the highest point. If most people fail, it will take months or even years to gain another feeling. Some people may even never be able to touch this kind of inspiration again in their lifetime. However,
Chen Rui had consecutive critical points in just a few days. This surprised the two masters.
Although Chen Rui's movements were frozen, the thoughts in his mind were running at high speed, and the scenes of daily percussion, production, and compilation flew by like a TV screen.
Making tools is creating life.
Life, soul, spirituality... countless concepts and realizations are intertwined.
The percussive movements and rhythms of Fenoa and Bernd appeared before Chen Rui's eyes again, gradually merging with his own movements, as if he were incarnate as Fenoa and Bernd, repeating each of their movements.
In the eyes of the two masters, after Chen Rui struck the hammer a few times, he returned to his "undecided" posture.
Wrong, still wrong. There must be something key wrong.
Life! Life? Life?!
That's right, life!
In a sense, every living being is equal, but there are no identical living beings in the world, even twins.
Chen Rui kept asking himself in his mind.
Even if you can successfully imitate Fenoa, you must be Fenoa?
Since you are not Fenoa, why do you have to create the "life" that Fenoa can create?
What you want to create is just life, your own unique life.
You are Chen Rui, not Fenoa, Bernd or anyone else.
You are already familiar with how to walk this road based on the experience of countless predecessors, but by following the path of your predecessors, you have now reached a dead end or called the end point, because you are not a "predecessor". You must find your own
This is the most critical step. Once successful, you will embark on a new journey, one that will keep pace with the "predecessors" or even surpass the past.
Just like what is said in the pharmacy memory crystal of the ancient alchemical civilization. The true meaning of alchemy is life, and the true meaning of life lies in creation, not imitation.
These words sounded to Chen Rui's ears now, like a flash of light tearing through the night. Chen Rui's ever-changing expression suddenly stopped, he dropped the hammer in his hand, and laughed.
"Come on, two masters, let's have a drink." Chen Rui left the materials and tools on the forging table and went straight to the eyes of Fenoa and Bernd.
Chen Rui's every move fell into the eyes of the Elf Grandmaster. His narrow eyes couldn't help but narrowed slightly. The Dwarf Grandmaster also noticed something and smiled boldly: "Come on, drink this cup!"
The three of them drank and ate, and did not mention the topic of making utensils. After drinking for three rounds, Chen Rui stood up and walked towards the center step by step.
"Fenoa, I think we are about to witness a miracle happen. A master craftsman who is no more than thirty years old is about to be born!" The old dwarf's little eyes were shining brightly, and he took a big sip of wine.
"Yes, I'm looking forward to it very much." The elf master slowly put down the cup and looked at the young human intently.
However, when this human being reached the forging platform, he did not stop and walked straight past it until he came to an open space.
A table suddenly appeared in front of the open space. There were rows of test tubes, bottles, and many materials and reagents on the table.
Chen Rui's eyes suddenly glowed with unprecedented brightness, and he reached for a bottle.
The dwarf was dumbfounded by the series of flowing movements that followed, and he didn't even notice that the wine in the wine glass was spilled on him: "Elf, tell me, is it my eyesight?"
The elf master was also stunned. After a long while, he looked at the black liquid in the potion bottle in Chen Rui's hand and let out a sigh of relief: "Our eyes are not blurry, but there is a key concept that is wrong. A man under the age of