hiss--
ha--
Gumbuz closed his eyes and adjusted his breathing.
Those intense and terrifying abnormal thoughts that aroused from the bottom of my heart gradually began to wither like trees that have lost their nutrients.
Slowly, the breathing calmed down.
'Why is the sound so loud tonight? '
Gumbutz was horrified.
After adjusting for a while, everything felt normal, and Gumbutz opened his eyes.
He knew he needed to divert his attention and couldn't pay any attention to those sounds.
Keep reading...
As I looked at it, the writing on the page was gradually replaced by the pattern marked on each page. I felt an inexplicable dizziness in my heart. This feeling was just like the voice whispering in my ear just now. Breathing control that can break through the realm of transparency can disturb people's emotions and breed all kinds of extreme thoughts.
A strange piece of content began to break away from the text, twisting to form new and strange lines of text. As this piece of text appeared, endless extreme thoughts crazily sprang up in Gumbutz's heart, as if he had obtained Some kind of increase, a violent rush.
Snapped--
Gumbuz slammed the book shut.
Just like the fire was extinguished, the extreme thoughts that had just emerged were cut off from all connections.
"There's something wrong with this book."
Gumbuz's heart beat like a drum.
Yesterday it was normal.
Now I can't even look at it.
After one night, what's the difference?
'That mark, that pattern... is the symbol. '
Gumbuz pondered. He remembered that when he watched "Witchcraft: The Beginning of the Sequence" last night, there were no such symbols on it.
Why did Anna show up after one day of class?
...
the next day.
When Anna was about to go out, Gumbuz reminded: "Pay attention during class."
"What should you pay attention to?" Anna asked curiously.
"Pay attention to anything that seems unusual to you." Gumbuz looked serious.
Anna smiled instead and laughed: "For me, there are almost no normal things here. Do you think I have to pay attention to it?"
Gumbuz frowned.
Anna is gone.
Gumbuz watched quietly for a long time, returned to the room, picked up the knight's sword, and followed out the door.
He is going to find someone.
A somewhat dangerous person.
Wandering Corner.
On the most secluded cliff deep in the valley.
Gumbutz looked up at a simple wooden house built in a gap in the cliff. He turned around and saw no way up.
With a running start, he started to climb the rock and climbed up quickly.
When he was about to climb up the gap, a voice sounded.
"That's enough, go down."
The voice is old and hoarse.
Gumbutz's crawling figure paused and glanced at his feet, which was almost five hundred meters above the ground:
"I don't mean to offend, but I have something to talk to you about."
The voice sounded again, "Don't bother me, while I'm not angry yet."
"I heard that you were once a great knight, a life ring knight who mastered the power of fire."
"I have been abandoned by the flames."
"Then are you still a great knight?"
"what do you want to say in the end?"
"I'll go up and talk to you."
Gumbutz exerted all his strength and soon reached the gap. However, what greeted him was a dark knight's sword.
"I didn't allow you to come up."
The speaker was an old man with unkempt hair and a loose gray robe.
"Are you a wizard's apprentice?" Gumbuz's eyes wandered at the gray robe on the old man's body.
The old man suddenly removed the knight's sword and said, "You should have told me earlier that you were a Knight of the Circle of Life."
"Sorry, I was negligent."
Gumbuz smiled, "Can we talk now?"
"I know what you want to talk about." The old man turned towards the wooden house and lay down on a rocking chair outside the house. "My meditation method cannot be passed on to you."
"Swear?"
"That's right."
Gumbuz thought for a while, "I heard that you let wizards do experiments on you."
"Do you also want to be an experimental subject?" The old man stood up and took off his gray robe in front of him. "Do you want to become like this?"
The corner of Gumbutz's eyes twitched. The old man displayed in front of him was like a sutured body composed of various strange organs. Except for his head, the whole body of the old man had been modified.
The old man put on his gray robe again, "They (organs) are like living, self-aware beasts. They lose their temper, coexist, and conflict all the time. Every time a conflict breaks out, I feel so painful that I still can't bear to die." I am alive because I am supported by my strong vitality as a great knight.”
"Then what did you get?" Gumbuz asked.
The old man smiled half-heartedly and pointed to the clothes on his body, "What do you think this is?"
"apprentice?"
The old man shook his head.
"...Qualification?" Gumbuz suddenly asked, "Have you obtained the wizard qualification?"
"The price was high, but I did gain the qualifications of a wizard that I didn't have before." The old man's eyes were complicated. "Seventeen wild beasts live in me, but they are all small monsters. The organs of these monsters have successfully allowed me to obtain Wizard qualifications."
"How long have you been like this?" Gumbuz suddenly asked.
"Sixty-two years." The old man stared at him, "I became a great knight at the age of forty, came here at the age of forty-five, and now I am one hundred and fifteen years old."
"The fact that you are still bound by the oath means that you are not a senior wizard apprentice yet." Gumbuz was puzzled, "Why?"
"She doesn't want to accept me." The old man had a complicated expression, with hatred, hope, and obvious loneliness. "She said that as long as the spirit breaks through 0.6, she can become her student."
Gumbuz thought of Anna. On the first day after arriving in Shimobone Forest, after assigning their respective houses, Anna, along with other apprentices, were taken to have their spirits tested.
After returning, Anna told him that her spirit was 0.2.
Among the batch of apprentices tested, they were at the upper-middle level.
"How old are you now?" He looked at the old man.
"0.4."
Gumbuz was silent for a moment.
"Is it because the meditation method is so bad?"
"No, the meditation method she gave me is better than that of an ordinary apprentice." The old man hoarse: "Because she is worried that I will be swallowed by the organs."
"Meditation still has this effect?" Gumbuz was surprised.
An ugly, stiff smile appeared on the corner of the old man's mouth, "What the breathing method can do, why can't the meditation method do it?"
Gumbutz lowered his head and thought for a long time, "Do you want to sell your breathing skills and sword skills?"
"Three clouds of iron."
"Take it." Gumbutz threw three pieces of cloud iron.
"Wait for me." The old man walked into the house.
About ten minutes later, the old man came out. He threw a dusty book to Gumbutz, "The Alonso family's breathing method is the most amazing knight's breathing method in our continent, and the same goes for swordsmanship."
Gumbutz nodded and turned around to go down the mountain.
He knew that he could not obtain the meditation method from this great knight. Now that he had obtained the breathing method and swordsmanship, there was no point in staying.
Now, his time during the day was precious.
