Dharma Ring: Selling dung beetles at the border

There are many dung beetles in the Lienia Lake area...Gelide's worm silk transportation channel, portal, and red lion's food supply...

Wuming sat on the Falling Star Beast, spread out a map, wrote and drew on it, and planned his future business plan.

Millicent was studying a prayer book intently, testing it from time to time.

Millicent was a little frustrated.

She could never understand the flame prayer.

It was as if her emotions were instinctively rejecting this prayer, preventing her from learning it.

The thought frightened Millicent.

Her fear of corruption was so deep that it had already changed her mind.

Millicent feared that the corruption had infested her mind, preventing her from learning the prayers that might kill it.

Millicent pursed her lips, held a finger holy mark, and prayed with flames again.

The magic circle appeared, and a bunch of flames shot out, but they refused to obey and directly touched the corner of her clothes.

Millicent, who was missing one hand, had to put down the holy mark first and then put out the fire with one hand.

By the time she put out the fire at the corner of her clothes, a small hole had been burned into her skirt.

Physical disability and failure in study made Millicent increasingly depressed.

Wuming was startled by Millicent's movement of extinguishing the flames and looked back.

When he found a hole in Millicent's clothes, Wuming quickly put down the map and went over to check.

Although the material is light and breathable, it doesn't seem to be that fire-resistant... Wuming looked at the hole, Perhaps some of the mucus can be retained to prevent it from drying out too much.

When Millicent heard that slime was still retained on her clothes, she wanted to raise her hands to express her objection, but she couldn't.

I can't learn, said Millicent.

She told Wuming her worries.

Worried that corruption is preventing you from using fire? Wuming said, I don't think it has anything to do with corruption.

What's that? Millicent asked.

The belief in the golden tree, Wuming said, I met a big tree guard before, and he was also taboo about flames. He said it was a serious crime.

Wuming encouraged Millicent:

The formation of this concept is subtle and difficult to eradicate, just like people are not used to cannibalism.

Why are the examples you gave so terrible? Millicent looked sideways, Is it as difficult to accept flames as it is to like to eat people?

In the final analysis, it's just a change in concept. It's not impossible for your thoughts to change in a breath. Wuming said, But seeing that your understanding is so poor, I'll teach you personally.

Wuming and Millicent sat opposite each other, with their palms open, and three clusters of flames shining in their palms.

He held the first flame between his fingers:

Fire prayer, which is what you are learning, requires the power of faith.

Wuming put out the flames and picked up the second flame:

“If you can’t accept that belief, maybe try to accept it rationally.”

Reasonable? Millicent looked at the elusive and unpredictable flames, unable to understand.

Stargazers acquire magic by observing the starry sky, and you can also master fire skills by learning. Wuming said, Learn fire in the form of magic.

Wuming explained to Millicent in detail the characteristics and principles of fire, as well as the method of controlling fire.

Millicent felt a little dizzy.

It involves many abstract concepts and obscure understandings, like a bible from another world.

Don't you understand? Wuming asked.

Millicent lowered her head in shame:

Maybe my memory has been eroded. I have no memory of going to school.

Millicent doubted that this was something that was taught in school—to systematically learn to harness the power of taboos.

It doesn't matter, it's just very obscure and difficult to understand. Wuming said, This is a very ancient skill.

Millicent looked at the third fire curiously:

what is that?

Wuming extinguished the second fire and held up the only flame in his palm:

It is somewhat similar to prayer, but it requires a certain degree of understanding. It does not require much faith or intelligence. As long as you are willing to work hard, you can always master it.

This is good. Millicent found a method that suited her.

Nameless but somewhat silent.

Millicent noticed the unknown silence:

Does it have any side effects?

There are no side effects. At least for magic and prayer, the harm is very small. Wuming said.

So good? said Millicent. But why are you unhappy?

Wuming is distressed: This is a skill that can only be passed down from master to disciple, so it is difficult to promote. One person can teach dozens of people in magic classes, and one person can infect thousands of people by praying and passing on his faith. This is taught one by one. When will it be spread, there will be no economic benefit.

Millicent was speechless:

Are you just thinking about profit when co-authoring?

How refreshing. I'm a businessman, okay? What does a businessman consider if he doesn't consider profits? Wuming said, Even if you save people, it's too slow to save them one by one.

But doctors also save people one by one. Millicent said.

Wuming said: It's different. This teaching is equivalent to dividing part of the master's life. It's okay if there are few apprentices, but if there are too many masters, the master will be exhausted.

Wuming thought for a moment, but couldn't find a better way, so he simply stopped thinking:

Forget it, popularizing the flame is something that needs to be considered in the future. Now you are the only experimental subject. We can use special means to test it first.

Millicent hesitated a little:

Will it damage your life?

It's okay, it's like bleeding. If it bleeds less, it'll be okay. Wuming said.

He stretched out his hand to Millicent: Bring me the claw.

Millicent held out her hand obediently.

Wuming's palm was dyed with a ball of flame. He held his hand empty, grabbed the ball of fire, and clasped it in Millicent's palm.

Feel my life, my flame. Wuming said, Feel it with your life and soul.

Millicent's palms felt warm, and the warmth extended from her palms to her limbs, making her whole body warm.

This power is immediately linked to her spiritual direction and can be directly driven by will.

Millicent looked at her palm. A ball of flame lay meekly in her palm, continuing to emit heat.

It's so magical... She couldn't help but be attracted by the warm power and stared at the flame intently.

Millicent's view was blocked by an iron hand.

Wuming said: There are only two things you need to pay attention to when it comes to flames - admiration and awe. Just like a bonfire, it can warm your body and help you grill meat and make soup, but if you stick it too close, it will burn you. .Use longing to control, and use awe to keep yourself at a safe distance.

I know. Millicent retracted her hands in front of her eyes, still staring at the flames curiously.

Knowing is still far from understanding. Playing with fire is very dangerous. Wuming said.

Will things burn? Millicent asked.

Wuming thought for a while: You seemed to be afraid of the image I showed in the swamp before.

After Wuming made such a suggestion, Millicent thought of the horrifying scene, the twisted and weird creatures, and got goosebumps all over her body.

She used the warm flame in her palms to warm her skin and smooth the hair on her head.

That is indeed a terrible scene. Millicent nodded, Why do you need to mention that?

Oh, some of the scenes there are the consequences of playing with fire. Wuming said.

Millicent gasped.

This feeling is like having something furry on your palm, thinking it was a cat, but turning out to be a spider.

Seeing Millicent's reaction, Wuming nodded with satisfaction: Well, that's how he looked in awe. Let me tell you, this is not the most terrifying hidden danger.

Is there anything more terrifying? Millicent regretted accepting the flame.

Of course. Wuming looked serious, Playing with fire will make you wet the bed.

Ah...oh, Millicent said.

Wuming explained: Think about it, if you become a monster now, no one will know that it is you. Even if you are killed as a monster, you will be killed as a monster. But if you wake up and wet the bed, then As Millicent becomes incontinent. Isn’t it scary?”

Millicent almost broke into a cold sweat: I understand, please don't say any more.

Wuming always felt that Millicent was not serious enough, and was a little dissatisfied: If you don't obey me, you will suffer a loss sooner or later - now start casting spells according to the description in the prayer book, and dye the fire in your body.

Millicent controlled the flame and pressed it against her chest.

Following the guidance of her will, the fire in Millicent's body jumped.

She groaned in pain and fell off the Falling Star Beast.