I, holding a long sword in my hand, only know one move

"Wait until he crawls up on his own. Continue. Are you making any progress?" Leticia gasped angrily twice, concerned about Isabella's progress.

She raised her chin and signaled Isabella to release the 502nd sequence of the Lin Curse - White Shield, which was Isabella's self-created Lin Curse.

The white shield slowly condensed. Isabella pointed to one of the spell circuits and said, "Well... I'm temporarily troubled here."

Leticia only took a glance and knew what the problem was.

"Don't think that a spell can be perfect. The logic of your spell here and here is contrary to the logic of the spell. Durability and solidity are not compatible. Try to discard one aspect."

"So that's it, I understand!" Isabella suddenly understood and continued to try to perfect her own curse.

"In addition, if it is a defensive curse, don't add too many functions. The simpler the shield, the stronger it will be."

"Yes, I understand, thank you Master."

"Well, keep working hard." Leticia nodded with satisfaction.

In the end, only Cheng Rang, who was firmly sealed underground, was left in a mess in the darkness.

——I haven’t gone up yet, Letitia!

However, the sound could no longer come out from his throat, and Cheng Rang could only curse in his heart like this...

Chapter 20: Spell Sense

For a period of time after that, Cheng Rang lived a life of three points and one line.

Get up and report to the Lebra Society Hall. After that, I and Isabella went to Leticia's place to practice the spell. If there was no commission from Stephen or the others that day, they would go through any door. If there was a commission, they would complete it on the way, keeping it simple and efficient as always.

After that, I continued to study the Brisac Conjuration until I got home from get off work.

Cheng Rang basically spent all his time with Isabella. Although the relationship between the two heated up rapidly, this also made the other two members of the fishing team make dissatisfied sounds, saying that it was Cheng Rang who It's really shameless that Big Brother Moyu brought them in and now lets them go.

But the next day Leo and Zabu also went to find their girlfriends, and Cheng Rang immediately sneered at this - he said so righteously, but in the end it didn't really taste good?

Sure enough, humans are such simple creatures, which is good.

But having said that, although Cheng Rang has been trying hard to master a new power that he has never been exposed to before, until today, the thing called "cursed energy" or simply cursed power still has not responded to him.

He is still constipated...oh no, he looks like he is struggling with constipation.

Also recently, Cheng Rang finally admitted that there is indeed a big gap between people——

"Wife... concubine... can you teach me some tips? You see, I've been working with it for several days, and I haven't seen any magic power at all!"

After rubbing his palms and finding basically nothing, Cheng Rang shamelessly came to his senior sister, his wife Isabella, for advice.

You're not ashamed to ask, besides, Cheng Rang is still a newbie in terms of conjuration achievements, and Isabella is already a qualified Lin Curse master, so shabby!

"A little tip about sensing the power of a spell?"

"yes!"

"Actually, I don't know what the secret is to this kind of thing..."

Isabella tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said: "Because it seemed that it only took me a few hours to feel the flow of the spell."

In addition, it only took less than two days to master and cast the first spell.

"I'm sorry, I'm useless."

Have you ever thought that I am the strongest swordsman who has understood the ultimate meaning of the sword, but now I am stuck on the entrance step on the path of mantra practice for more than a week. Now you tell me that this thing is Just lift your feet and step over, it's very simple——

If I could lift my feet, would this still be the case?

Hearing a thump, Cheng Rang immediately fell to the ground.

Isabella's speech in Versailles immediately broke his guard. Now he understood why Letitia, a white-haired lolita who was so arrogant, could so willingly admit that Isabella was a genius.

Because she is indeed a genius... You don’t know until you compare. Only by comparing can you find out how huge this is.

big gap.

"Don't talk about yourself like that, husband, you are actually very powerful!" Isabella hurriedly helped Cheng Rang up to comfort him, but the more gentle and considerate she was, the harder Cheng Rang felt.

"So the teachings of Letitia are too abstract. How can a genius like my wife understand it? He also said that it doesn't require talent and hard work, but I can't see anything despite my hard work for so long!" Cheng Rang Lying in Isabella's arms, she was almost crying like a wronged little daughter-in-law.

Leticia on the side finally couldn't stand listening anymore, smashed the tea cup in her hand on the table, and jumped off the sofa.

"What do you mean my teaching is too abstract? Do you really think that spells are something that can be mastered so easily?" She tapped her fingers on her knuckles and said, "How many days are you here, your seventh day?" It's too early to feel discouraged now, even if you master the flow of spell energy within two weeks, you can be said to be gifted."

Then Leticia folded her arms angrily: "Don't compare with your wife. I can only say that she almost made me feel like a fool."

Cheng Rang's eyes lit up when he heard such a statement for the first time, "Well, Letitia, how many days did it take you to master and sense the energy of the spell?"

Cheng Rang was quite curious about the founder of Brisac Curse standing in front of him about her self-cultivation.

"Forty-five thousand two hundred and sixty days."

"...What did you say?" Cheng Rang's breath stopped and his eyes widened in disbelief.

Leticia repeated the words clearly, as if her tone was a little impatient.

More than 45,000 days, feeling the flow of mantra energy? !

"Just like me every day?"

"It's the same day after day." Leticia's tone calmed down, but Cheng Rang could still hear from her what a long and difficult time it was.

Forty-five thousand two hundred and sixty days, that is, one hundred and twenty-four years.

"No one can be my teacher. I can only rely on myself. This is a wilderness that no one has ever set foot on... I can only explore it bit by bit on my own. It's understandable that it will take a little longer, right? "

Leticia raised the corners of her lips, and there was a heartbreaking bitterness in her smile: "After all... I am a guy without any talent."

Only by relying on countless sweats, a never-giving-up heart, and a strong belief can Leticia reach her current heights.

"So don't let me look down on you. It's only been a week, and it's far from hard work! What's more, you have the best teacher in spells standing in front of you, and the youngest genius in the world. Grandmaster Lin Curse leads you...where are you now?"

There is no shortcut on this road. How easy is it to obtain power beyond ordinary people?

Even if he mastered something like the Ultimate Intent of the Sword, he was able to touch it earlier than Leticia, but in fact, Cheng Rang had spent hundreds of millions of eternity accumulating gains.

Want to soar in the endless blue sky? So before you can flap your wings, let’s start with how to breathe.

Cheng Rang sat up from the ground and clapped his hands.

"I understand, then continue!"

In the past, he had thought of this thing too simply. He thought that if he "worked hard enough", he would be able to master a completely different kind of power. Facts have proved that now he neither works hard enough nor is he serious enough.

If you just have the mentality that it’s okay if you can’t learn it, you just have to give it a try, you will definitely not be able to learn it.

Seeing Cheng Rang sitting cross-legged on the ground again, with his fingertips clasped together, Leticia repeated to him the words she had repeated countless times.

"Empty your mind and get rid of distracting thoughts."

Don't think about how to sense the energy of spells, because you have never been exposed to and mastered that kind of thing, and you can't imagine it by imagination, so just don't think about it.

“Feel the ripples of emotion and mental energy that ripple through the brain.”

That is the initial form of mantra energy, mental power, that is, the fluctuation of thoughts, emotions and other things mixed together.

"Treat every practice as if it were your first time. Forget all your previous achievements. Although the end of all methods is the same, the beginning is different."

"You have to be clear, what do you want to get?"

.....

...

The white horse passes through the gap, and the moment is eternal.

Invisible ripples suddenly appeared in the darkness, and the circles seemed to be dotted with something, like water droplets falling into a calm lake.

Tick ​​tock....

The water droplets fell from the endless sky and then slowly merged into the lake.

The ripples spread out in circles, and then everything returned to silence and nothingness, without any movement.

Cheng Rang slowly opened his eyes again.

"Do you feel anything?"

Facing the question from Letitia sitting on the sofa beside him, Cheng Rang sighed softly and smiled helplessly: "It seems a bit, but nothing."

"Okay, there is progress." Leticia nodded and waved: "Go home quickly, it's very late."

It was rare that she didn't blame herself, and even said that she had made progress. This made Cheng Rang a little flattered, and thought to himself, would this white hair still have time to fight against me?

"But didn't I just come here today...eh?"

Cheng Rang looked around, the warm yellow light illuminated the room that smelled of books all the time.

Room. I remember it was still morning when I started to sense the energy of the spell, but now Cheng Rang stood up from the ground, rubbed his numb legs and looked out the window, but it was already late at night.

"I asked Isabella to go back and rest early. You have gained more today than you did in the previous week. I hope you can continue this trend tomorrow." Leticia closed the book in her hand and stretched out her hand. Lazy up.

Cheng Rang came to Leticia at nine-thirty in the morning, but now he looked at the wall clock, which already pointed to two in the morning.

It's so late!

Cheng Rang couldn't help but be surprised by this. Cheng Rang felt like he opened his eyes just after he closed them...

More than sixteen hours have passed since I just noticed in my mind that a drop of water falling freely from high altitude into an unknown deep pool rippled and then returned to calm? !

"Leticia, I..."

"I'm tired and want to sleep."

Cheng Rang hesitated to speak, staring at Leticia who was sitting on the sofa with a dazed look on her face, and finally chose to leave.

"Well, see you tomorrow."

"Um."

...

After entering with the key and returning home, Cheng Rang found that a warm yellow light was still projected from the crack of the ajar bedroom door.

Is Isabella still waiting for me to come back at this point?

You must know that practicing mantras with high intensity throughout the day consumes a lot of mental energy. Sufficient rest is needed to usher in a new day of hard practice...

"Really, we all agreed to go to bed early and get up early."

Creeping to the door, Cheng Rang secretly looked in along the crack in the door, only to find Isabella curled up on the bed already asleep.

She seemed to be afraid of accidentally falling asleep and not being able to greet her immediately. The girl curled up on the bed was only wearing thin pajamas and was not even covered by a quilt. However, it was obvious that the unbearable sleepiness still defeated this spirit. Exhausted girl.

Looking at Isabella's peaceful and lovely sleeping face, Cheng Rang couldn't help but chuckle, slipped in the door and gently covered her with the quilt.

"Be careful of catching a cold."

Afraid that his going to bed would disturb Isabella's rest, Cheng Rang turned off the light and walked out of the bedroom, deciding to spend the night on the sofa.

Sometimes love does not require constant companionship, but more of a consideration for the other person.

Looking forward to more significant progress tomorrow, the faint sound of police sirens outside the window seemed to be the most familiar lullaby in the city. Cheng Rang slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in the calming sound.

Chapter 21: The Tragic Shura Field About the Curse God, the Bookshelf Keeper and My Wife

Taking the first step in the field of sensing the existence of spiritual power, Cheng Rang seemed to have figured out a little bit later.

As the ripples in his mind became clearer and clearer, he was able to perceive more water droplets falling into the lake at the same time. On the fifteenth day of formal spell practice, Cheng Rang finally clearly perceived a Small bright trickles appeared in the spiritual realm as vortices.

Then, the swaying vortex gradually solidified, and the thin stream of light completely merged into it, blending together in the chaos and stabilizing.

His eyes shot open.

"Yes!"

But he found that Leticia was already standing in front of him.

"Congratulations, you have finally entered the door to the palace of conjuration, but this is only the first step."

In two weeks and one day, Cheng Rang clearly expanded his spiritual realm and concretely perceived the flow of spiritual power in it.

"Is it still far behind?" Cheng Rang scratched his head, but the corners of his mouth still couldn't help but rise.

"happy?"

"Uh..." Cheng Rang stopped and was slightly stunned.