The Ring: Sell Dung Beetles in Junction

Chapter 33 The So-Called Heresy

Nameless patted his forehead:
"How could I think there would be some hidden maze dungeon in the depths of a basement."

How deep can the basement be? Open the door deep in the basement and there is only another small room.

There are many fine crystals on the floor of the small room, and there are bookshelves on both sides of the room, filled with various scrolls and magic books.

On the other side of the room, a big-headed woman was sitting behind the desk, concentrating on flipping through a volume of books, totally oblivious to Wuming opening the door and coming in.

Wuming approached the desk and found that the big headed woman's head was just a big hood, and the dark blue robe under the hood outlined the figure of a normal woman.

Her bare feet were tucked under the robe, looming as the clothes fluttered.

The hood seems to be made of plaster, carving out a soft and beautiful female appearance, and a cluster of green pyroxene is in the crown of the hair.

He couldn't even see where the holes in the hood were, and he didn't know how the woman read.

Nameless coughed twice.

But the woman still ignored Wuming, she took out a pen, wrote and drew on the scroll, chanting words.

Wuming stopped talking, just stood quietly on one side, leaning on the bookshelf, watching the woman read.

After a long time, the woman finally raised her head, got up and left the desk quickly, and walked towards the bookshelf.

Only then did the woman notice Wuming standing in front of the bookshelf, and stopped in her tracks.

She put away the momentum of rushing towards the bookshelf, and stood up solemnly and elegantly:
"Oh, you are...the fader." She noticed the dimness in Wuming's eyes, "It's rare to have such a rare guest. My name is Selian. As you can see, I am a magician."

"My name is Wuming, a businessman." Wuming said.

"Businessman..." Se Lian looked at the armor on Wuming's body, "Then, what's your business?"

"It's okay, I accidentally strayed in and interrupted you." Wuming moved away from the bookshelf.

Se Lian stared at Wuming for a moment, nodded slightly, and stepped forward to take down a scroll from the bookshelf.

She put the scroll on the table without unfolding it.

"Nothing," said Cersei. "I'm not busy."

"I see you are very focused." Nameless said.

"Concentration is a good habit, so that you can keep your eyes on the goal and prevent yourself from being affected by the chaos of the outside world." Se Lian said, "But the research itself is not important, it's just a boring thing to pass the time."

Wuming said: "I thought that the things that magicians are willing to spend time studying are very important."

"I am a pyroxene magician and a stargazer." Su Lian's voice was a little gloomy. "Reading is only the most superficial learning. If you want to understand the secret of pyroxene, you need to walk and observe."

"Your current body is fake, so you can't walk and observe?" Wuming asked.

Se Lian looked at Wuming, and even though she was wearing a hood, she could feel her surprise:

"You are very observant."

"I'm just more proficient in illusion." Wuming stretched out his hand and stroked across Se Lian's body.

Surlian's body was like a reflection in water, with ripples.

Very special feel, not a complete virtual image, but not an entity either.

Se Lian said, "That's right, this is not my real body. Through this body, it's like looking at flowers in fog or looking at the moon in water, but you can't see the real thing. You can only read books, but you can't observe more subtle objects, so I I can no longer do my research."

"What are you studying?" Wuming asked.

"Stars." Selian pointed upwards.

Wuming raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the basement.

"No wonder you're so upset." Wuming laughed, "It's like a painter without paint and a musician without ears."

"Or to use an example that more sympathizes with you -- the faded loses their blessing," said Cherien.

Wuming smiled: "It doesn't matter if you bless me, if you think of a way to get it, all roads lead to the king's city. For example, since you can't see clearly, you can find a way to increase the scale of observation and collect more information so that you can see clearly. "

Nameless is talking about light magic.

If there is a problem with a person's eyes, he can see clearly by adjusting the light path.The telescope is a precision instrument that allows the human eye to receive light from far away.

From Wuming's point of view, Se Lian wants to see more things and collect more information, so he just needs to use a big mirror.

When Se Lian heard Wuming say this, she stared at Wuming, her words were full of appreciation:

"I didn't expect you to think the same way. That's right, this is the right way for a magician. Are you a magician too?"

"I don't count, I can only be regarded as an apprentice." Wuming said, "I used to have a witch teacher."

Cerlian said, "Ever?"

"She has passed away." Nameless said.

Ser Lian was all regretful: "To be able to teach a disciple with your understanding, he must be a respectable magician."

"It is indeed worthy of respect." Wuming deeply agreed.

"If we two witches can communicate with each other, we will definitely gain more precious knowledge and enlightenment than these books." Selian said, "What kind of magic are you studying?"

"Me? I learn everything." Wuming said.

"Although erudition is a good thing, it is not conducive to specialization." Se Lian said, "You say you are a businessman?"

"Yes, my learning is only for application." Nameless said, "So I don't call myself a magician, I'm just learning, just an apprentice, and I haven't explored the frontier unknown."

"However, I respect those who have the courage to explore." Wuming added.

Sir Lian sighed: "Humility is the shortcut to knowledge. If those low-level magicians can be as humble as you and recognize their immaturity, they will not be so mediocre."

After speaking, Selian shook his head mockingly:
"What's the difference between me now? I lost my destiny, so I can only pass the time here."

"Are you free?" Wuming asked.

"My life is like my body," sighed Cerlian.

"Do you want to be a teacher?" Wuming's eyes lit up.

"Would you like to learn pyroxene magic from me?" Serlian asked. "You are very qualified, and I will be happy to teach you."

"No." Nameless said, "I want you to go to my shop and open a class to teach faders magic. Of course, it will be paid."

"Do you just want to use knowledge to make a profit? It is indeed a businessman's style." Said Selian.

Selian's tone seemed a little annoyed.

Wuming said: "It's nothing. Don't you need money to study magic?"

"One is the purpose, the other is the means." Se Lian pointed out the difference.

"Of course it's a means. Is the money I earn from doing business the ultimate goal?" Wuming said, "The purpose of my earning Runes is not for Runes."

Se Lian was silent for a moment: "You're right. I speculated wildly. You may have a higher purpose."

"That's right, that's it." Wuming nodded with satisfaction, "I make money to fill my stomach."

Selian was silent again, and after a while, said:
"Don't go."

"It's paid." Nameless said.

"Don't go."

"When I say paid, I don't mean rune, rune is mine, and there is no rune in your reward." Wuming said.

"What do you want to pay me, then?" asked Cerlian.

"Knowledge for knowledge." Wuming said, "It's fair."

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It is indeed fair to exchange knowledge for knowledge.

Nameless persuaded Selian eagerly: "Look, if you have an apple and I have an apple, and we exchange, we still only have one apple. But if you have a piece of knowledge and I have a piece of knowledge, we exchange it, and everyone has it." Two pieces of knowledge, win-win."

Se Lian said: "In the Magic Academy, some colleagues also said so."

"Yes, look—"

"But apples and apples are the same, and of course the exchange will only result in the same result." Seren said, "If you want to use apples as a metaphor for knowledge, then you should not compare it with the number of apples, but with the taste of apples. The difference in knowledge is the key point. If an apple and an orange are cut in half and exchanged, both parties can gain two tastes. But if the knowledge of the two is exactly the same, then even if the exchange is still a piece of knowledge, even a waste of mutual exchange time for knowledge."

Selian looked at Wuming:

"Do you also agree with the ridiculous story about using the apple analogy to knowledge?"

Wuming said: "I agree with it when it's easy to use."

"Easy to use?"

Nameless smiled: "It's not very useful now, it can't be used to fool you."

Selian also laughed:
"It seems that a utilitarian applied magician does not mean stupidity."

Wuming leisurely said:
"Have you ever thought that the words of a utilitarian businessman may also be said to win your favor?"

"I can't prove it, but the point is the difference in knowledge, isn't it?" Serlian said, "Do you have knowledge that is worth learning for me?"

"I can try." Wuming picked up a fragment of pyroxene from Selian's room and held it in his hand.

He pointed out the door, and a cluster of crystals spread out from the ground, extending to the end of his sight.

The crystals passed through the basement, surged out of sharp ground thorns one after another, and rushed out of the basement.

The big flowers outside were still swaying, blocking the entrance to the basement.

Crystallization grows over, starting at the root, and splits the large flower in half from the center.

Dahua let out a mournful cry, and the two parts of her body collapsed to the sides of the entrance to the basement. Green body fluid overflowed from the wound and flowed down the steps of the basement.

The iron-covered leg armor stepped on Luxue's body, shattered the crystals, and walked out from the middle of Dahua's body that had been split in two.

Wuming smashed those sharp crystals and looked back at Selian:

"How about it?"

This is one of the most powerful magics that Wuming has mastered. In order to win over this magician, Wuming hopes to show enough shock when he comes up.

Wuming believed that she had never seen such a spell.

Se Lian also followed, with his hood lowered, staring at the crystals in a daze.

She knelt down and reached out to touch the crystals:

"Like crystallization magic, but a little different."

Nameless self-confidence crumbles:

"You really saw it."

Se Lian pinched a small piece of crystal shards, her hands were faintly visible, as if they were about to disappear at any moment.

Seeing this, Wuming squatted in front of Se Lian, grabbed the crystal and handed it to Se Lian.

Sir Lian said: "I am not a crystallization school, but I have a good relationship with the crystallization school, and I am also very interested in their magic. The origin of crystallization is very close to the ideal of origin."

"So, you are interested in this knowledge?" Wuming was very happy.

"Yes, there are values ​​worth learning." Se Lian stretched out his hand and fiddled with the crystal on Wuming's palm.

Nameless jumped up happily:

"Okay, I found the magic teacher."

Se Lian did not echo the excitement, she hesitated:

"Although I'm interested in your magic, I'm afraid I'm not suitable to be a teacher."

"Aren't you willing?" Wuming asked, "Don't worry, food and lodging are included, and you will be paid."

Although Wuming knew that Serlian didn't care about these things, that was all he could promise.

Se Lian shook her head: "It's not that I don't want to, I'm afraid you will. Not only am I a witch, but I'm also a heretic witch who was expelled from Rhea Lucaria Academy and shunned by everyone."

She retracted her hand and looked at Wuming:

"Choose a teacher with caution."

Wuming tilted his head, thought for a while, and said:

"So the witch is not a heretic witch?"

"How could it be the same." Ser Lian said, "A witch is a witch, and a heretic is a heretic, just like the quality and taste of apples are evaluation criteria of two different dimensions."

Nameless scratched his head in embarrassment:
"So that's it. All the witches I know are heretic witches, and I thought witches were heretics."

"It's all heresy..." Se Lian looked sideways, "Then you are really lucky, I am almost mediocre around the academy, and I dare not violate the so-called orthodoxy assigned by the academy."

"It's really lucky. I didn't meet another one." Nameless laughed.

Just as he was thinking of finding a magic teacher, he could meet a witch. Wuming felt that he was really lucky.

Hearing Wuming say that he was lucky to meet him, Selian paused:
"What you said is like those colleagues in the academy who want to ask me out."

"Oh, then you are very popular." Wuming said.

"Those people seem to be more fascinated by the face under my hood than knowledge." Selian touched the dignified and soft mask, "Hmph, don't they understand that this mask itself is the most beautiful, it represents Knowledge and talent are only awarded to the best apprentices."

"You don't like them so much." Wuming held his face, "Then you rejected those colleagues?"

Sirian said: "No, I agree. I reversed their thinking, and they have since focused on the search for truth and origin."

Her tone was a bit ghastly:
"So I was called a heretic witch and was expelled from the academy. The origin school is one of the oldest schools, and now they actually regard origin as a taboo."

Se Lian restrained her emotions and said flatly:

"Now you also know that I am a heretical witch who is not tolerated by this world, and I am not suitable to be a teacher."

"What exactly did you do?" Wuming was curious. "It sounds like your method of changing the minds of your colleagues...is not very civilized? You can talk about it carefully. If I can't agree with you, I will naturally give up on you."

Wuming patted his chest and promised:

"Don't worry, even if you disagree, I won't attack you. If you don't believe me, ask my witch."

"I made them magic balls," said Selian, "and gathered their bodies and souls together to observe the source of thought. They would gather their corpses to the roots of trees and their souls to the golden tree, but would not Willing to use the same approach and power to explore the origin, just because the golden law promised them a chance to be reborn, and the origin is full of unknowns."

Selian became more and more excited as she spoke:
"But exploring the biggest unknown—exploring the starry sky, isn't that the original dream of stargazers? In order to wear this robe, they swore to dedicate their lives to exploring pyroxene and the amber of stars, but now they have all abandoned and forgotten."

Wuming looked at Se Lian and said cheerfully:
"You are indeed very similar to the magicians I know. They are all fanatical and crazy."

Sir Lian said: "They don't want to give their souls to the stars, but to the golden tree. Of course, in this era, I am indeed a heretic. You are also very afraid of this kind of behavior-the soul is bound and cannot return to the tree. "

She turned and walked back to the basement:

"Go back, my thinking has not kept up with the times, and it is reasonable for you to disagree. I am not suitable for teaching and educating people."

Wuming looked at Se Lian's resolute and bitter hatred, and scratched his head:

"That's the taboo?"

Se Lian paused, turned to look at Wuming:
"What did you say?"

Nameless grinned:
"Come and be a teacher, making money is important, taboos are nothing."

Selian walked quickly towards Wuming, and approached his face:

"You really agree with me?"

"I don't agree." Wuming said, "But I don't care. I don't think...it's a big deal."

Isn't it about bringing people's souls together...

Nameless lowered his head to look at his chest, then raised his head, smiled and stretched out his hand to the heretical witch Selian:

"Join my round table."

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round table hall
The blacksmith was forging new weapons for Nefeli, while Nefeli squatted aside, comforting the red-robed girl who was brought back to the round table by her.

But the girl was still in shock and cowering, unable to have a normal conversation.

Nefeli stroked the girl's head, but the girl still couldn't calm down.

"Is grafting so scary..." Nefeli wondered.

She was aware of Greck's hatefulness, but as a warrior and a brave man, Neferi really couldn't understand how he could scare people into such a state.

Blacksmith Xiugu said:
"She probably saw something really scary and was terrified."

"The limb-attaching scene?" Nefeli said.

"Maybe more than that. I'm familiar with her eyes." Xiugu said, "She has the potential to adjust the spirit, and can sense the soul. She may have seen some unclean things."

Hearing what Xiu Gu said, the red-robed girl shook her body and said tremblingly:

"A lot of people are howling, like a storm. In the hell fire... endless burning... many people, many people..."

"Damn Gregor." Neferi hammered the floor.

The red-robed girl hugged her head: "Many, millions... millions of souls are howling."

"That's an exaggeration." Nefeli was surprised. "There aren't that many people in Nimgof."

Xiu Gu shrugged: "Then I don't know, it seems that she needs to cultivate for a while."

(End of this chapter)