Since he could not practice the previous few pages, Wuqi could only place his hopes on the eighteenth page of the Ancient Scroll. Compared to his previous mood of expectation, Wuqi's heart is different now. After reading the previous seventeen pages, his heart is no longer as naive as before, but is becoming more mature.

His expectation for the eighteenth page of the Ancient Scroll also seemed very dull. When he turned on the eighteenth page, he was not as shocked or overjoyed or extremely depressed as before. Instead, the corners of his mouth slightly raised to one side, and he actually smiled.

"Hehe...hehe...haha..." He was like a fool, saying nothing, just holding the eighteenth page of the Ancient Scroll, laughing foolishly, and his laughter continued, becoming louder and louder. At first, he just smiled faintly, but later he turned into a laugh.

Wuqi looked up at the ceiling, then looked down at the eighteenth page of the Ancient Scroll, shaking his head and laughing so hard that he couldn't even close his mouth. Could he be really happy? Or was he sneering himself?

Neither, nor both, both. Ruo Wuqi was not reading the content of the previous seventeen pages and after so many days of hard practice, he would never feel as comfortable and laugh loudly as he is now, but would immediately jump back and forth in the small hut like a child who picked up a treasure.

But Ruo Wuqi had read the contents of the previous seventeen pages carefully and made many attempts, and had many failures. He would not have kept giggling like he is now. As long as he is not a fool, he could hear this laughter, and the bitterness was particularly strong.

Because all of this comes from the three big characters "Spellmaster" on page 18 of the Ancient Ancient Scroll. Yes, when Wuqi saw the three words "Spellmaster", his mood was like the five-flavor bottle he had just turned up, with sour, sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, and it really tastes all kinds of. Although he was laughing, the laughter sounded like crying in his ears. But there was not the kind of crying that was extremely sad, but the kind of self-mockery that was a little bitter and a little cool.

It was so sweet, bitter, spicy and salty, all of which were reflected in this smile. His mood might not have really read the contents of the seventeen pages of the Ancient Scroll, had not really practiced all kinds of hard work, and had not been repeatedly disappointed like him, so he could not understand it at all.

But one thing is beyond doubt. Wuqi is very happy now, otherwise he would not giggle, but should have cried like a child. It is obvious that there are more sweet and sweet ingredients in the bitter and spicy and salty ones.

"Why didn't I turn to this eighteenth page at the beginning?" Wuqi said self-deprecatingly.

"Since this book contains the practice of a magician, why do I try all the previous practices that are not suitable for me to practice like a fool?" Wuqi smiled again with a self-deprecating smile.

"But that's fine. If I hadn't read the content of the previous seventeen pages, I might not have been as calm as I am now. I am absolutely eager to achieve success, but I don't know that haste will not be able to achieve it." He sighed helplessly and continued, "Another Named Scroll, you have to tormented me so badly. But I have to thank you very much. If I hadn't been the training for the previous seventeen pages, I really couldn't imagine what I would have been proud of if I had seen the magician's practice from the beginning."

Wuqi would say this because after reading the previous seventeen pages, he found that after practicing various martial arts to the so-called god-level strength, they will be different and shine. There is no so-called difference between professions, only the difference between strength.

Therefore, after seeing the three big words "Spellfighter", he felt so calm. Otherwise, he might really think that this Spellfighter is the most powerful profession among all practitioners, and he cannot see the truth clearly.

After laughing, he quietly pondered. He closed his eyes slightly, thought carefully for a long time before slowly opening his eyes, and calmly landed on the practice technique under the three big characters "Stranger". His eyes moved down, and two larger regular characters came into view. Wuqi read it word by word: "Stranger practice technique: meditation."

Meditation? What does it mean?

Wuqi's brain quickly turned around, thinking hard? But what should I think hard? With this doubt, he looked at the next line again, "Meditation is imagination. Relying on imagination to outline thousands of things in my mind and practice is a unique practice method in the world. The first level of meditation: meditation drawing. The second level of meditation: meditation animation. The third level of meditation: meditation reality. The meditation technique: truth. The key to mantra: creation."

These few sentences are all the magician's practice of the magician's exercises, and then there is a blank space. Even though Wuqi's mind was as calm as water at this time, he couldn't help but be stunned, frowned slightly, and murmured to himself: "Meditation? Can you improve your strength by relying on imagination and practice magic? This is too fake."

He looked at the few words in disappointment and immediately had the idea of ​​turning the book. But when he put his hand on the page, he subconsciously stopped and thought: No. If the eighteenth page of the Ancient Scroll is true, this meditation must be true and credible.

The contents of the previous seventeen pages do not have any slander. My failure to practice successfully is because I am not in good condition and not suitable for practicing the previous exercises. But the master told me that the most suitable exercise for my physical fitness is witchcraft, which is also a magic trick inherited from ancient times. Could it be that the exercises practiced by the magician are the so-called meditation?

Is this meditation really useful? Master has never deceived me. His words are absolutely correct, and this Ancient Scroll has no deception. I finally found a practice method that is most suitable for my physical condition. How could I give up so easily? No, I must try it. Is this meditation useful?

Since he made a decision, he no longer hesitated. Wuqi always acted erectly and vigorously. It was dinner time. His stomach was urging him to be too hungry. But he didn't even care about eating, so he immediately closed his eyes and performed his first meditation according to the prompts of the magic practice.

What is meditation? Literally and later the explanations are to rely on imagination to create something in your mind. To prove that this meditation is indeed effective, Wuqi must start practicing from the first level of meditation. After he closed his eyes slightly and calmed down his mood, he began the meditation about the pictures mentioned on the first level of meditation.

When Wuqi began to meditate with his eyes closed, he did not find a faint blue light outside his body. This blue light was the light that he would only appear when he suffered a fatal injury and repaired his wound. After the blue light appeared, it quickly turned into a film less than a millimeter and gently enveloped the surface of Wuqi's body.

Wuqi's body did not feel anything strange. He just felt his mind suddenly become cold, and then it became clear and transparent, as if it was a piece of painted paper that had just been clearly seen, white and spotless, without any impurities, just waiting for him to start writing on the white paper.

The first time Wuqi outlined two circles with different shapes and arcs in his mind, one big and one small, one fat and one thin. He painted bright red colors in the large circle and a light yellow color in the small circle. After that, he slowly opened his eyes.

After starting to feel his own strength and finding that his breath had not improved at all, a hint of disappointment flashed in Wuqi's eyes, but he was not discouraged, but continued to meditate with his eyes closed. This time, he also drew two circles that were exactly the same as before, and the colors were painted exactly the same. However, after applying the color, he did not rush to open his eyes, but continued to meditate, drawing a large black shadow on the small circle. Then he opened his eyes and felt his strength.

As a result, Wuqi shook his head in disappointment, "It seems that it is still wrong. What went wrong? If you really rely on meditation to improve your strength, isn't it not as simple as I imagined, but very difficult?"

Wuqi lowered his head slightly and read the small words of meditation and practice again. His eyes swept back and forth dozens of times until he finally locked in the five words "Meditative Want Art: True." Then he suddenly lit up. He nodded as if he had some insight, closed his eyes and started the third meditation.

After having the experience of the previous two meditations, Wuqi's third outline of these two circles was already very fast and his skills were quite proficient. Just as he thought, he drew the same picture as before the end of the second meditation in a few seconds. In order to ensure that he did not draw any mistakes, he carefully checked it several times with his consciousness before starting the real work of the third meditation, adding a sense of layering to the two circles.

At this time, Wuqi's mind was operating at a speed that was far faster than ordinary people. If the behavior in his mind was compared to a picture that could be seen, his mind would be like a piece of white paper, with two large and small circles on the paper. The large circles were filled with red, and half of the small circles were completely filled with light yellow. The other half was completely covered by black shadows.

This painting was not completed. As time passed by minute by minute, you can clearly see from above that the colors filled in the two circles had slight changes. At the beginning, the colors filled in the two circles were all dark in color, but after about an hour, this picture that seemed to be flat actually had a stunning three-dimensional effect.

At first glance, not only is the layering clear, but the light intensity is as real as the real thing. So what are these two circles? It’s nothing else, it’s the sun and moon that we can see every day.

When Wuqi finally made the two circles completely in his mind, and the sun and the moon he saw when he looked up in reality, he finally slowly opened his eyes. His forehead suddenly felt a chill. He subconsciously reached out and touched his hand, and his whole palm was soaked with sweat.

He felt his back and his spine were chilling. No need to touch it, his clothes were absolutely wet. Wuqi's third meditation finally ended after an hour and fifteen minutes. This time, he tried all his energy to constantly modify the picture in his mind that was still a little worse than the realism before he could barely succeed.
Chapter completed!