I was imprisoned by witches
Chapter 214 Albert's Mission
Chapter 214 Albert's Mission
Linn opened the door and entered the research room.
The inside is messy, with wooden shelves everywhere, bottles and jars full of magic paint, claws and teeth of monsters, like a messy warehouse.
Albert buried his head in front of the workbench, carving sacred patterns on the pattern board, and said: "It's too late!"
Lin En looked at the sky outside the window, and it just showed a hint of fish belly white.
"Teacher, that's just the way he is. If you don't say a few words and feel uncomfortable, just get used to it." An old and hoarse voice sounded behind Lin En.
"You are?" Linn raised his eyebrows.
With his level 8 magic power, he didn't notice the other party approaching at all!
This person called Albert a teacher, that is to say, his senior?
He has been studying here for more than a year and has never heard Albert mention it.
Lin En turned around and saw the man's appearance clearly, with a slightly surprised look on his face.
Standing behind him was an old man.
This old man is tall and tall, with short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a gray beard braided into several dirty braids. He looks hale and hearty.
The other party was wearing a loose white uniform similar to that of a martial arts master, with a brown belt tied around his waist. He laughed and said:
"Are you the junior brother named Lin En? I have already heard the teacher mention it. If you don't understand anything in the future, you can ask me!"
Albert glanced at the old man and said to Lin En: "This is the senior who started 20 years ago, named Tuoqua."
Tokui nodded and said with a smile: "I made my first sacred pattern the year before last and went to the surrounding countries to practice. Not long after I left, the teacher accepted you. How are you studying? You are still carving stones in the backyard. ?”
"That's not true. I just finished carving it yesterday."
Lin En thought about it for a while and asked, "Have you been a disciple for 20 years?"
Tokui said doubtfully: "Too short?"
No. It's too long!
Linn rubbed her temples feebly.
Tuo Kui has been a disciple for 20 years, and he only produced his first sacred pattern the year before last.
It seems very difficult to master this sub-profession!
Tuo Kui sighed: "When you said that, I remembered that I was still a teenager when I first started. In the blink of an eye, 20 years have passed."
"My magic power has also increased from level 5 to level 15. How time flies!"
"Junior brother, work hard. When you reach my age, you will definitely be able to create sacred patterns!"
Linn frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.
He looked at his senior brother Tuo Kui suspiciously. He was still a teenager 20 years ago?He tentatively asked: "May I ask, senior brother, how old are you?"
"Oh, I am forty this year, a little younger than the teacher."
Tokui smiled and patted him on the shoulder, his gray beard swaying, and the wrinkles on his old face stretched out, as if to express friendship.
Linn took a step back calmly.
What happened in the past 20 years to turn a young boy in Tuoqua into a gray-haired old man?
Tuo Kui saw his retreating figure and said angrily: "Come back, what are you afraid of!"
"Although learning sacred patterns is very energy-consuming and prone to aging, sudden death, and physical weakness. But not everyone is like this, and it depends on personal understanding."
"Look at our teacher, he is 45 years old, how young he is!"
Albert, who was like a beggar, raised his head from the workbench with dark circles under his eyes and said: "Toqua is very poor in talent. He spent eight years carving the stone statue. Well, you are better than him."
Tokui didn't feel embarrassed by this evaluation. He smiled indifferently and said to Lin En: "Do a good job. The teacher didn't plan to accept a disciple, but I can't inherit his mantle. He is putting his hope in it." On you!"
Albert snorted, "I'm tired of seeing it."
Lin En looked at the sloppy teachers, old senior brothers, and the messy research room. He seemed to feel warmth in his heart, and he must learn the sacred patterns as soon as possible and leave this place!
While Albert was busy, he and Toqua tidied up the research room together, leaving a small area in the middle as a lecture hall.
After Albert finished making the sacred pattern in his hand, he began to give Linn his first lesson.
On the blackboard, a few big characters were written crookedly: Holy Pattern Production Process.
"Before we talk about this, we must first understand what the sacred pattern is."
Albert's dead fish eyes flashed with light, and a strong arrogance erupted in his words: "Listen up, the holy pattern is essentially the law of peeping. It imprints a high-level power that does not originally belong to us, and uses the magic power to Imprinted on the human body!”
"The profession of thieves is bullshit in my opinion. What they steal are gold coins and equipment, but what the sacred pattern master 'steals' is the power that belongs to God!"
"The more you steal, the higher the level of the Holy Pattern will be. But spying on the Law requires strong mental power. This value is approximately equal to talent. When you don't even have the ability to peek on the Law, you naturally cannot become a Saint Pattern Master."
"This has nothing to do with hard work, opportunity or anything like that. It all depends on individual talent."
When Albert said this, Linn saw his senior brother Tokui, feeling a little depressed.
Tokui worked hard enough and had a firm will to carve stone statues for eight years. However, 20 years later, he can only produce level 5 sacred patterns. It seems that this is the limit.
"The method of testing mental power is very simple." Albert glanced sideways at Linn and said, "If a beginner can draw the Thunderous Sacred Pattern using a carving knife for the first time, he will be considered qualified."
Lynn remembered the scene where she was tested by Albert in the guest room more than a year ago.
"But it's not enough." Albert said: "It was painted with bare hands, and the corresponding magic paint was not injected into the carving knife. The paint is a key, prying open the door to the universe of laws. Then you will feel the carving knife in your hand. "Heavy as a mountain"
"This is actually an illusion. The heaviness comes from your brain. The brain that has peeked into the law is like a thief, escaping from the universe of laws and returning to reality. Before the memory disappears, it is carved on the pattern board to form a holy thief. Pattern."
"Spiritual power is your strength. If you don't have enough strength, you can't bring back the things you see in the universe of laws."
What Albert talked about was completely absent from the books. It was based on his decades of experience in the Holy Pattern Master industry.
In the simple classroom, Lin En was fully focused, as if bathing in an ocean of knowledge.
Two hours passed.
Under Albert's in-depth explanation, Lin gradually understood the basic principles of making sacred patterns.
In the first class, Albert only talked about this. He asked Lin to go back and think carefully to fully digest and master this knowledge.
By the next day, he was still in the research room.
Linn came an hour earlier than yesterday, only to find that Albert and Torquay had already arrived. The two of them were immersed in the workbench, carving on the pattern plate with a carving knife, and magic sparks were flying.
Linn did not disturb the two of them.
An hour later, Albert realized that he had arrived, nodded slightly, and started the second class.
"According to the different sacred patterns, choose the corresponding magic paint."
"If you order it privately, you must consider the compatibility. Some people can withstand stronger offensive holy patterns, while others can increase their strength."
"The first task I give you is to make a level 5 standard holy pattern. As for now, let's start with the basic first-level holy pattern."
"You are a water mage, so the first holy mark should also be of the water type. After you are proficient in it, you can try to make it across different types."
(End of this chapter)
Linn opened the door and entered the research room.
The inside is messy, with wooden shelves everywhere, bottles and jars full of magic paint, claws and teeth of monsters, like a messy warehouse.
Albert buried his head in front of the workbench, carving sacred patterns on the pattern board, and said: "It's too late!"
Lin En looked at the sky outside the window, and it just showed a hint of fish belly white.
"Teacher, that's just the way he is. If you don't say a few words and feel uncomfortable, just get used to it." An old and hoarse voice sounded behind Lin En.
"You are?" Linn raised his eyebrows.
With his level 8 magic power, he didn't notice the other party approaching at all!
This person called Albert a teacher, that is to say, his senior?
He has been studying here for more than a year and has never heard Albert mention it.
Lin En turned around and saw the man's appearance clearly, with a slightly surprised look on his face.
Standing behind him was an old man.
This old man is tall and tall, with short hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a gray beard braided into several dirty braids. He looks hale and hearty.
The other party was wearing a loose white uniform similar to that of a martial arts master, with a brown belt tied around his waist. He laughed and said:
"Are you the junior brother named Lin En? I have already heard the teacher mention it. If you don't understand anything in the future, you can ask me!"
Albert glanced at the old man and said to Lin En: "This is the senior who started 20 years ago, named Tuoqua."
Tokui nodded and said with a smile: "I made my first sacred pattern the year before last and went to the surrounding countries to practice. Not long after I left, the teacher accepted you. How are you studying? You are still carving stones in the backyard. ?”
"That's not true. I just finished carving it yesterday."
Lin En thought about it for a while and asked, "Have you been a disciple for 20 years?"
Tokui said doubtfully: "Too short?"
No. It's too long!
Linn rubbed her temples feebly.
Tuo Kui has been a disciple for 20 years, and he only produced his first sacred pattern the year before last.
It seems very difficult to master this sub-profession!
Tuo Kui sighed: "When you said that, I remembered that I was still a teenager when I first started. In the blink of an eye, 20 years have passed."
"My magic power has also increased from level 5 to level 15. How time flies!"
"Junior brother, work hard. When you reach my age, you will definitely be able to create sacred patterns!"
Linn frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.
He looked at his senior brother Tuo Kui suspiciously. He was still a teenager 20 years ago?He tentatively asked: "May I ask, senior brother, how old are you?"
"Oh, I am forty this year, a little younger than the teacher."
Tokui smiled and patted him on the shoulder, his gray beard swaying, and the wrinkles on his old face stretched out, as if to express friendship.
Linn took a step back calmly.
What happened in the past 20 years to turn a young boy in Tuoqua into a gray-haired old man?
Tuo Kui saw his retreating figure and said angrily: "Come back, what are you afraid of!"
"Although learning sacred patterns is very energy-consuming and prone to aging, sudden death, and physical weakness. But not everyone is like this, and it depends on personal understanding."
"Look at our teacher, he is 45 years old, how young he is!"
Albert, who was like a beggar, raised his head from the workbench with dark circles under his eyes and said: "Toqua is very poor in talent. He spent eight years carving the stone statue. Well, you are better than him."
Tokui didn't feel embarrassed by this evaluation. He smiled indifferently and said to Lin En: "Do a good job. The teacher didn't plan to accept a disciple, but I can't inherit his mantle. He is putting his hope in it." On you!"
Albert snorted, "I'm tired of seeing it."
Lin En looked at the sloppy teachers, old senior brothers, and the messy research room. He seemed to feel warmth in his heart, and he must learn the sacred patterns as soon as possible and leave this place!
While Albert was busy, he and Toqua tidied up the research room together, leaving a small area in the middle as a lecture hall.
After Albert finished making the sacred pattern in his hand, he began to give Linn his first lesson.
On the blackboard, a few big characters were written crookedly: Holy Pattern Production Process.
"Before we talk about this, we must first understand what the sacred pattern is."
Albert's dead fish eyes flashed with light, and a strong arrogance erupted in his words: "Listen up, the holy pattern is essentially the law of peeping. It imprints a high-level power that does not originally belong to us, and uses the magic power to Imprinted on the human body!”
"The profession of thieves is bullshit in my opinion. What they steal are gold coins and equipment, but what the sacred pattern master 'steals' is the power that belongs to God!"
"The more you steal, the higher the level of the Holy Pattern will be. But spying on the Law requires strong mental power. This value is approximately equal to talent. When you don't even have the ability to peek on the Law, you naturally cannot become a Saint Pattern Master."
"This has nothing to do with hard work, opportunity or anything like that. It all depends on individual talent."
When Albert said this, Linn saw his senior brother Tokui, feeling a little depressed.
Tokui worked hard enough and had a firm will to carve stone statues for eight years. However, 20 years later, he can only produce level 5 sacred patterns. It seems that this is the limit.
"The method of testing mental power is very simple." Albert glanced sideways at Linn and said, "If a beginner can draw the Thunderous Sacred Pattern using a carving knife for the first time, he will be considered qualified."
Lynn remembered the scene where she was tested by Albert in the guest room more than a year ago.
"But it's not enough." Albert said: "It was painted with bare hands, and the corresponding magic paint was not injected into the carving knife. The paint is a key, prying open the door to the universe of laws. Then you will feel the carving knife in your hand. "Heavy as a mountain"
"This is actually an illusion. The heaviness comes from your brain. The brain that has peeked into the law is like a thief, escaping from the universe of laws and returning to reality. Before the memory disappears, it is carved on the pattern board to form a holy thief. Pattern."
"Spiritual power is your strength. If you don't have enough strength, you can't bring back the things you see in the universe of laws."
What Albert talked about was completely absent from the books. It was based on his decades of experience in the Holy Pattern Master industry.
In the simple classroom, Lin En was fully focused, as if bathing in an ocean of knowledge.
Two hours passed.
Under Albert's in-depth explanation, Lin gradually understood the basic principles of making sacred patterns.
In the first class, Albert only talked about this. He asked Lin to go back and think carefully to fully digest and master this knowledge.
By the next day, he was still in the research room.
Linn came an hour earlier than yesterday, only to find that Albert and Torquay had already arrived. The two of them were immersed in the workbench, carving on the pattern plate with a carving knife, and magic sparks were flying.
Linn did not disturb the two of them.
An hour later, Albert realized that he had arrived, nodded slightly, and started the second class.
"According to the different sacred patterns, choose the corresponding magic paint."
"If you order it privately, you must consider the compatibility. Some people can withstand stronger offensive holy patterns, while others can increase their strength."
"The first task I give you is to make a level 5 standard holy pattern. As for now, let's start with the basic first-level holy pattern."
"You are a water mage, so the first holy mark should also be of the water type. After you are proficient in it, you can try to make it across different types."
(End of this chapter)
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