Chapter 127 Stephen's fighting spirit, leave

The next day.

It was still in the same place, in the same table, in the same position, and in the same four people. Gu Yi was popularizing the concept of magic for his newly acquired disciples.

"...This mysterious text has existed since the beginning of civilization. They are the basis for mages to gain power. As a smart person, I believe you must understand the power of language and writing. Human words laid the foundation for civilization, and these mysterious texts have become the cornerstone of mages' power."

"I understand, but I still can't understand." Stephen Strange was still unable to change his ideas for a while.

"Then in a way you can understand it, you can understand this kind of text as the source code that constitutes the world, and the magic that is used after combining it is a software program."

"What about the energy? Where does the energy from which they operate and use come from? Are you talking about the dimension of the world yesterday?" Stephen asked again.

"You can understand this. This planet does not have the magical energy needed by mages, so if a mage wants to use magic, the prerequisite step is to collect energy from other dimensions of magical energy." Gu Yi explained slowly, his voice was stable, and he had a kind of power to calm down and listen.

"But those dimensional worlds have a Lord, right? Are they willing to borrow power to us?" With humans and ideas, Stephen does not believe that there will be such a great god of goodness.

"The dimensional demon gods are malicious, and naturally they are relatively friendly. These friendly dimensional demon gods generally do not mind mages obtaining some power from them. The source of power of the Supreme Mage lineage comes from Emperor Weishan." Gu Yi patiently explained.

The next period of time, the two of them asked and answered questions and explained them in practice. After answering Stephen’s existing questions, Gu Yi decisively threw him to Master Modu, and he discussed the cooperation plan with Luke next to him again.

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"What spell do you want to learn?" In the square at the foot of the mountain, Mage Modu looked at Stephen who was chasing him to learn spells.

"Just the one who draws circles can bring people from one place to another instantly." Stephen chose the spell that he remembered deeply without hesitation, which was also the magic he had first seen.

"That's a portal. As a novice, I suggest you learn to collect abilities first, from easy to difficult." Master Modu kindly advised.

"I just like those that are difficult." Stephen, who is confident in his IQ, said.

"Then let's do it. Before teaching you the portal, according to the requirements of the Supreme Mage, you must first learn to collect energy and then control them, just like me." As Master Modu said, he used his power to show Stephen every step of using his power: "The mage's fighting method is to use spells to turn the power into his own shields and weapons."

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"It seems that you are in good condition." Luke walked out of the portal and saw Stephen in a messy manner lying on the ground humming.

"Where did you see it?" Stephen turned over, looked at the dim skylight, and looked confused. He has always been proud of his intelligence and talent, and he has also gained technology, knowledge, fame, interests and connections with his brain. He does not need to work harder in school to surpass people of his contemporaries. He is more professionally than everyone around him.

He has always believed that as long as he is willing, nothing can really stump him.

But today, his cognition was completely blown away. He found that he was not as good as an apprentice.

"A person who has been smooth sailing all the time can only grow and reflect on himself if he has been hit. No matter whether this reflection is good or bad." Luke squatted down and poked Stephen with a sore body: "How do you feel on the first day of becoming a mage apprentice?"

"It's very tired." Stephen rolled his eyes: "It's different from the mage I imagined. What about you? How about you talking to that supreme mage?" Stephen said at the end, turning his head to look at Luke, who was squatting beside him, wearing a gray wool coat.

"There are some places that have not reached a consensus yet. The Supreme Master needs to consider the opinions of other mages. But most of the cooperation has been finalized. I will provide skills, she will provide knowledge and force. You also have to work hard. Maybe in a few years, or ten or twenty years, the Supreme Master's shares will be handed over to you to manage." Luke said frankly and without hiding it.

He did discuss a lot with Gu Yi. Even if there were some of his own private goods, Gu Yi turned a blind eye. After all, no matter what, Luke's proposal was still of great benefit to the mages of her sect. As for the future, she was not sure how long she could sit in the position of Supreme Master. It was hard to say that she felt that her heir could be trusted at one moment, so she would decisively become the boss.

Stephen climbed up from the ground with his arms on his back.

"I'm going back tomorrow, where are you? Should you stay or?" Luke also stood up, told his itinerary tomorrow, and asked Stephen for his opinion. However, through expressions and communication, Luke judged that Stephen would probably choose to stay. After all, he had just been exposed to the magical power of magic, and under the guidance of Ancient One, he browsed the magnificent world he had never seen before. More importantly, he had just suffered a serious setback when mastering this power.

Some people may retreat after being frustrated, but some people will become more and more brave as they frustrated. Unless it is proved that there is indeed a dead end in front.

Stephen Strange, despite his various shortcomings and a not-so-like personality, still has advantages. After Luke's verbal communication over the past two days, it was obvious that the other party was not a person who would give up easily. If he could learn the power of magic, it might not be worthy of his attention, but if the difficulty hindered him, it would stimulate him.

So even though Dr. Stephen did not have a car accident and did not lose his flexibility in his hands, he did not need to seek various healing but failed. Instead, he pursued illusory magic to treat his half-dead hands, he would still not give up on magic easily.

Sure enough, Stephen did not choose to stay beyond Luke's surprise, his eyes were already filled with vigorous fighting spirit.

That night, Stephen began the liver-burning mode. Although Master Modu repeatedly taught him to abandon his previous cognition to master magic more smoothly, he believed that his brain was still useful in learning magic. For example, rote spells that he could never forget?

(End of this chapter)
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