Candy Wizard and Travel

The heavy ones sink, the light ones rise!

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This is a very sloppy idea that sounds very civilian, but Fran knows that many magic potions are made by hammering and hammering here and there. At least this is the most feasible theory at present, and you can give it a try. That’s totally fine!

But the preparation beforehand is still very complicated, including the coordination and conflict of drug effects, the sequence of effects, and the pressure test on the soul... If you mess around, don't just press the fragments back under the pressure. Naflan can only use magic immediately There is really no other way besides freezing the disciple's soul.

Fran's eager heart made her immediately want to rush to the study and start holding the materials. She turned around and remembered that the water was almost cold. In this weather, when she came back from her research, the body of her disciple should be soaking in the tank. Okay, skip the soul and study resurrection magic directly.

In her eagerness, Fran no longer had the mood to hold her disciple's body and study it carefully. She used magic to wipe away the water, threw it onto her bed, wrapped her hands and feet in a quilt, and then turned and rushed to the study.

……

First of all, the soul is not a fixed object. It is not as fragile as porcelain. It is a fluid and indescribable substance that appears as a ball of light. It is immune to magic, but it is difficult to deal with simple physical attacks. After being hit, will dissipate.

When in the human body, this mass of matter is constantly flowing, so it is basically uninjured. The soul is spread throughout the torso and around the heart, forming a barrier-like thing, in which the magic power is stored.

Now, as expected, Xiao Xidi's soul is like a magic doll, with messy fragments inserted in it, and the magic power is blocked, so it has to squeeze in and get stuck between the fragments, unable to circulate.

And as long as the fragments are pulled out, the human soul will be repaired automatically, and the magic power will be able to rotate smoothly without being blocked.

Considering that the foreign object in the soul has been there for too long, you may have to take something with you when you pull it out, so there are two key points. The first is to pull it out slowly and squeeze it out little by little to prevent the injury from expanding; Two, they need to be repaired in time to avoid pulling them out and causing the contents inside to collapse.

The soul is not blood, but magic power. It is magic power that has accumulated over time and can blow up a third of the West District into the sky. If something goes wrong, their master and apprentice will have to walk side by side on the road to hell today.

It was stressful, but not too much.

The method to repair the soul is actually easy to find. In the early years, witches messed with their familiars, and there were too many examples of soul damage caused by the suspension of contract magic. At that time, everyone carried soul repair potions with them when they went out, and took a sip from time to time. You must be a newbie drinking this, and you don’t have the nerve to say hello when you meet.

If it was just a repair, it would still be within the scope of the association's permission. Fran had a lot of information and had done it herself several times, so there was no problem.

Looking at the potion in front of her, the witch took a deep breath.

In her mediocre life, this will be the second important day - not the second most important, but the second equally important day.

"Teacher, I probably understand how you felt when you saved me."

Recalling the past, Fran's mood calmed down and she prepared the potion in an orderly manner.

Ten years have passed, and she has grown into a witch in her own right. She has a master, a junior sister, and a disciple. She is no longer the child who has nothing and can only cry.

"I also have important disciples who must be protected," she said softly, as if declaring, "I will not fail, absolutely."

……

Xidi woke up from the quilt that was stained with the teacher's scent. She felt that she had had a very comfortable and light sleep. Even her biological clock temporarily failed. She couldn't confirm the current time. There was no clock in the teacher's room. Anyway, let's get up first.

He only had a bath towel on him and used magic to summon a robe. As soon as he put it on, the door was pushed open with a bang.

The witch with straight eyes was extremely sleepy and seemed to be particularly energetic. After seeing her disciple, the first thing she said was:

"Put it on again? Take it off."

She was holding notes in her hand, with extremely scrawled writing all over them, and some of the ink was still wet. She must have just finished her research and had some results.

At this moment, Xidi also remembered what happened before falling asleep, understood what the teacher meant, and decisively untied her robe.

"Hey! No! You don't take it off here, you take it off in the bathroom!"

Fran's tone finally returned to normal, but it was not completely normal yet. She covered her eyes for a moment, no longer caring about her shyness. Her inspiration was like the tide, rising and falling. Before the tide receded, she had to end it all.

"Come!"

She put the notes directly into her pocket, lifted up the disciple's legs with one hand, put the other hand on the back, picked up the disciple and went straight to the bathroom.

——So light.

Subconsciously, I was thinking in confusion, is it that such a light child has been taking care of me these days and will leave his mark in the years to come?

……

Xidi believed in her teacher very much. She believed that even if there was a fire under the bathtub in front of her, he would just lie down when the teacher told him to get in. He didn’t even mention going up to the mountain of knives, but just finished getting off the oil pan.

"This is a method to release the drug's efficacy in stages. This crude method can only be used in a short period of time."

Fran explained quickly, adding herbs to the pot, ah, no, to the vat, "The magic potion has different effects at different temperatures. When the temperature is slightly cool, it suppresses the soul, and when it is slightly warm, the spiritual essence rises." , and finally repair the soul when it is slightly hot.

Xiao Xidi, you will fall asleep during this process, but the pain in your soul directly affects your will. You will feel very painful. You must push through it. Promise the teacher that you cannot come out. You must push on!If everything goes well, after today, Xiao Xidi will no longer have to worry about the stagnation of magic power. "

Fran held her disciple's hand very seriously and warned her kindly and gently.

Xidi looked directly into the teacher's eyes.

"Well, I trust your teacher, so please trust me too."

"Of course, you are the teacher's proud disciple."

The blue eyes relaxed slightly and smiled. The witch hugged the petite child, stood aside, and raised her wand.

The potion begins to react.

……

Winter skies darken early.

In the bathroom, there is a burning flame under the bathtub, and a viscous liquid of various substances is added to the tank, which is distinct under the precise control of magic power.

Xidi absolutely trusted his teacher. During this process, he tried his best to restrain the magic power throughout the process and would not release even a trace to interfere with the teacher.

The spirit is like that in the afternoon, slowly becoming drowsy.

This time he was relatively sober, and he clearly felt like something was pressing on him, making him unable to breathe. The thick liquid and the small container were enough to make Xi Di collapse in the past, but at this moment he was particularly calm.

Because the witch who took him to see the stars was beside him.

"Gudu-"

The surging water meant the breaking of boundaries, and part of the potion began to react.

Xi Di fell completely silent.

Fran is multi-tasking. Controlling the flame is the easiest. Just keep it stable at all times. Increase the temperature when necessary. Then there are intervals between potions. Finally, she has to be distracted to observe the status of her disciples.

So far, so good.

The second part, the spiritual ascension, begins.

The disciple's expression suddenly became stiff, enduring great pain, and his milky-white limbs convulsed stiffly like a fish jumping ashore. Even in deep sleep, his throat kept whimpering like a wounded cub.

I couldn't bear to hear it, but I had to listen attentively. The sound is a partial manifestation of the will, and it can be used to judge part of the situation.

all the best.

A white light began to rise from the surface of the potion. It was the soul, the soul, the fragments of the soul!

It wasn't until this moment that Fran could confirm that it was effective and successful.

She had not cried for many years, but after walking out of that forest, she could not help but burst into tears.

With no time to wipe her tears, Fran followed the plan, waved her wand, and the repair potion reaction began.

……

The glow grows from small to large and then small. It can no longer be called soul fragments. It can only be said to be a foreign body with part of the soul mixed in, like the tissue proliferating around a wound.

The clips that have been seen are played back in front of one's eyes, telling the story of a mother's final life.

Fran did not hesitate or regret at all, and cleaned up the last traces of her, because no normal mother would harm her child. The fact that the fragments could remain showed that her will was completely gone.

The first death was ten years ago, the second was seven years ago, and the last was four years ago. This time, it was goodbye forever.

At least this time, someone could see and remember this great sacrifice.

"Farewell, madam."

As he said this, there was no more light on the water.

Debris removed, complete.

Chapter 24: Time to Shine

Xi Di knew nothing in her sleep.

In the groggy state, after the indescribable pain disappeared, he could clearly feel the warm current flowing through his body, soothing the pain.

In reality, his limbs regained their composure, and his frown relaxed.

As the fragments are pulled away, the soul adjusts itself, and a broken pattern returns to a complete "circle".

The smokey soul material was released from years of siltation and began to twist and reorganize, building a complete magic storage space around the core. During the transformation process, a large amount of magic was expelled from the body, and only a small part underwent a new cycle. .

This change is gentle and controllable, like a frozen river in early spring, trickling and flowing, and the magic shows its purest state - blue-purple particles, which leave burning marks on the retina when they shine.

Standing in front of the bathtub, Fran could clearly see that the disciple's skin seemed to be flowing with the light of stars. After the magic potion in the bathtub reacted, only clear water was left. At this moment, the night sky in the memory was reflected, with dazzling brilliance.

The magic power that has been accumulated in the human body for several years and has been purified beyond purification is clearly distinct from the mixed magic power of nature. The clear ones rise and the turbid ones fall. The shining colors gradually fly to high places, far away from human life. Enter a new cycle.

The witch's hands were already sore. She sat down quietly and reluctantly released her magic to open the dome, staring at this rare sight.

Just like the legends about the constellations I heard when I was young, those glows flew into the universe and turned into shining stars - of course they couldn't fly that far, but they were still at a height that the human eye could not reach.

The glorious river was flowing, and colorful particles were constantly escaping in the process, just like the aurora she had seen in the snow country, and like the Milky Way upside down.

On this starless night, a hole was torn open in the night sky, and a river of stars poured down.

……

The entire sleepless nation of Celestilia, the royal capital, can see the colorful light that has a strong sense of presence as long as they raise their heads. Some are curious, some are longing, some are sad and some are afraid.

The level of domestic magicians varies greatly, but the quality of witches still exists. Even Connie, the frost-covered witch that Fran privately teased as a "primary school student", can immediately observe the frightening magic power - it is unimaginable. What would happen if that kind of magic power were used to attack?

"That over there is... Teacher Fran?"

"Huh? What?"

The fussy little daughter behind her put down her comb and pulled her hair out again. Connie frowned and held back her cry, just in time to escape from this torture.

"Look at the sky. There are woods in that direction. I need to go check out the situation."

After stroking her daughter's hair, she didn't even change into pajamas. She hurriedly put on a black and heavy magician's robe. The winter style was like a fur coat, but there was nothing rude about it.

"Go to bed early, Lucy."

"Well, be careful on the road, Mom."

……

The warm current gradually heated up, and now Kung Fu was already a little burning.

Xidi's consciousness gradually returned, and during a brief moment of thinking, she remembered that the teacher seemed to be... cooking something.

"No...you have to put the spices first..."

He opened his eyes.

There was a tired face in front of him, and the traces of dried tears were very conspicuous. The eyes were illuminated by the light at the moment, making it difficult to see clearly.

Probably didn't hear his nonsense.

"teacher?"

"Wake up," Fran woke up from her brief sleepiness and stepped forward to ask with concern, "Does it still hurt? Do you have any special feeling? The flow of magic power..."

"Wait a moment, teacher, I feel," Xidi covered her chest after feeling the condition of her body according to Fran's words, "it's so hot here."

magic?I can't feel it at all. Those places where there is a trickle of water are now like a huge river that surges in summer, gushing thousands of miles. The surging magic is circulating, and driven by the huge amount, it creates a feeling of overheating.

Can a small water pipe and a high-pressure water gun be the same?

The extent of the surge in magic power can be explained with an inexplicable example: from about one card to one end.

Fran breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, I have prepared the magic slowing potion, come on."

She handed over the potion.

After taking the potion and drinking it in one gulp, Xidi felt it quietly for a moment and shook her head blankly.

"Teacher, it has no effect."

In other words, it was not the desired effect. After a slight delay, the speed of the magic flow became even more crazy. Xidi could clearly feel that it was about to burst!

The magic shield unfolded, the barrier unfolded, the constant temperature magic, the strengthening magic...all the attachment-type magics were unfolded. He did not dare to use any other magic, because the delicate operation he was proud of would not be able to control such a huge amount of magic in a short time. , the release type of magic is difficult to control.

"It doesn't matter, this is also in the plan," Fran hurriedly used magic to clean up the disciple's body and wrapped him in a robe, "Follow the teacher!"