Walking back and forth in the cave, Roy lowered his head and thought hard.
Energy, magic core, magic power, fighting spirit... these words kept jumping in my mind. It was like the password of a combination lock. As long as the arrangement is completed, an unknown door may be opened!
What happened?
Roy sat down on the edge of the cliff and stared at the red lava river, watching the fire rising from time to time, rolling up from the lava like a fire dragon, and then sinking quickly.
Flame is the energy of heaven and earth, sunlight is energy, wind, rain, earth, plants, mountains and rivers, everything is releasing energy. These energies are converted into magic power when they meditate, and when the knights practice fighting spirit, they are converted into
Source force.
If the energy of heaven and earth is the same, then why are there two completely different powers, magic and fighting spirit?
Is it because the way of cultivation is different?
If this is the case, how do those monsters with low intelligence, illiterate characters, and no knowledge of any cultivation method make a natural distinction between magic power and fighting spirit?
You know, the energy they absorb is the same as the energy contained in the demon core in the body.
Also, why can some people become magic awakeners and practice fighting spirit at the same time, but others can't? Similarly, why can some monsters have both magic-like skills and martial arts skills, but other monsters can't?
Is it talent?
Was it the meridians for cultivating fighting qi that were destroyed by the poisonous dragon's saliva, or was it the invisible and intangible talent for fighting qi?
If it is talent, what exactly is talent?
If it is meridians, what role do the meridians play in it?
All kinds of questions were like a huge whirlpool, constantly swirling in Roy's mind, twisting everything into a ball. In the end, his head hurt just thinking about it, and Roy couldn't figure it out.
Putting the magic core in his hand into the ring, Roy stared blankly at the river of lava that had flowed in front of him for who knows how many years. He held his chin and sighed. After all, he had only been exposed to the cultivation method for a short period of time, so there was no need to mention his fighting spirit.
Even magic is a beginner. Without profound theoretical and practical accumulation, it is impossible to solve this problem.
However, Roy was not discouraged. In the past, he was just a child who was locked out of the door, his eyes darkened, and he knew nothing except that he was unlucky.
But now, this idea at least gave him hope.
Anyway, the magic core is in your body, and the secret will be solved sooner or later. Maybe it won't be long before you can find the answer!
What I lack now is experience and knowledge. Only by constantly improving my strength and advancing on the path of spiritual practice can I stand higher, see further, and grasp more keys to open this unknown door!
Thinking of this, Roy really calmed down. He used internal vision to check the magic power in his body, and he decided to attack the five hundred magic code mark.
There are two ways to increase magic power.
One is meditation, and the other is to exhaust the magic power and allow the body to strengthen the magic power while recovering instinctively.
"The magic power can't be wasted." Like a miser, Roy took out the ruling and poured magic power into it crazily. Since he couldn't cast magic, pouring magic power into the ruling to consume it would kill two birds with one stone!
Four hundred and eighty codes of magic power surged into the Judgment along with Roy's mental power. The Judgment also responded quickly.
Feeling the joy of the verdict, an interesting idea suddenly appeared in Roy's mind, and he couldn't help laughing.
Damn it, Mr. Big Head, I look like a full-time nanny. I have a dog, a flower elf, and I have to take care of this mysterious axe. Moreover, these three guys don’t even have a fuel-efficient lamp.
, some eat dragon eggs, some sleep naked in their arms, and some want to absorb magic power.
What an unlucky day!
After pouring all his magic power into the ruling, Roy had no time to put the ruling away and immediately began to meditate.
Perception, centered on the body, spreads to all directions.
On the hard rock floor in the cave is a thin layer of soil that is so barren that no grass can grow; on the high cliffs, several lava earthworms are twisting their bodies like flames.
Swallowing the black soil in the crevices of the rocks; underneath, there are several highly poisonous red-striped mushrooms. These bright red mushrooms are like guards guarding the lava river. They exist wherever there is lava.
Then, there is a river of lava filled with violence and fire.
The bright red magma gushes out from deep underground, constantly pushing the magma in front of it, rolling slowly, and flowing slowly. It looks like a turbulent river that has been slowed down countless times.
As the magma flows, it releases bubbles or cracks impurities from time to time, making explosive sounds one after another. With the explosive sounds and the flow of air, fire dragons continuously roll over the magma, rising and sinking.
As his perception expanded, Roy began to meditate on his breathing.
With one breath, the energy of heaven and earth ripples...
Two breaths, the water surface is rolling, and the undercurrent is surging...
Three breaths, water splashing, waves rippling...
After ten breaths, the energy of heaven and earth struck again like a frenzy in a tornado, instantly drowning Roy. Moreover, the energy frenzy that hit him this time was far more violent and fiery than when he was in the cave outside.
.The endless fire elements in the lava river are the main force of this energy craze. Their presence makes the tide turn red.
Roy was unmoved.
Come on, come all. Come as many as you want. Master Big Tou doesn’t believe it. Other people’s magicians just meditate as casually as they eat and sleep. I can’t hold on!
In the strong wind and waves, Roy is like a tenacious reef, crushing the increasingly higher waves, driving the magic power to continuously flow upstream in the energy frenzy.
Malt woke up, and so did Oliver.
As if feeling the invisible terrifying energy, Malt tightly grasped the collar of Roy's clothes with a nervous expression, while Oliver turned around anxiously.
However, no one dared to disturb Roy.
One person and one dog could only look at Roy's pained face, which turned red as he breathed, and saw large beads of sweat pouring out from his forehead, and then dripping down like raindrops.
Hot, painful! This is how Roy feels at this moment.
He felt as if he had been thrown into a furnace, and the tide formed by the fire was constantly washing over his body.
Every cell and pore in the body seemed to be on fire.
But the storm continued to intensify. Bigger and more ferocious waves came one after another. The rocks that could have stood up for a breather after crushing the waves were now completely submerged by the dense waves.
.All that can be felt is the increasingly stronger impact, which seems to be endless!
Thirty breaths!
Roy held on with all his strength. He did not continue counting because he no longer had the energy to count, let alone remind himself how many times were left.
Damn it, if you suffer it once, you count it once!
Roy held on tightly to his mind and watched the magic power grow stronger with every step he took in the overwhelming frenzy.
However, the energy of the frenzy seems to be attracted by something, and it is growing like crazy. The wave in front may only be twenty meters high, and the wave behind it is thirty meters, forty meters, or even further away.
There are even more terrifying waves brewing.
Time passes minute by minute.
Roy didn't know whether he persisted forty times or fifty times. Just as his body began to tremble slightly, suddenly, a huge vortex appeared next to him.
The storm has been diverted!
As soon as the sky-high huge wave rushed over, most of it was absorbed by the vortex, and the rest washed over Roy's body and merged into his crazily rotating magic core, beating away his magic power.
What's this?
Roy looked at the whirlpool that suddenly appeared beside him, feeling like it was a comrade fighting side by side.
Moreover, this comrade-in-arms is also very powerful. No matter how high the wave is, it will be swallowed up by it silently. While it is swallowing, it is also releasing a joyful emotion, and it is constantly rushing towards the heaven and earth.
He was shouting and arrogant. He seemed to be irritating his opponent and making him attack more violently.
"Who are you?" Roy's mental power standing in the storm came into contact with the vortex.
As if sensing Roy's inquiry, the vortex suddenly sucked in a trace of Roy's mental energy.
Dark night, magic moon.
On a high hill, a dwarf warrior waved the battle ax in his hand among thousands of demons.