On both sides of the road, ancient trees are towering.

It is not so much a road as a trail that is trampled out.

Surprisingly, in front of the carriage, whether it was a huge number of wood dozens of feet high or a wildly growing weeds that were higher than the wheels, they all naturally made way.

Therefore, the path that could only walk side by side was suddenly widened into a spacious avenue where four cars could drive side by side.

The soft soil is compacted by invisible forces, transpired, reinforced, and becomes easy to drive.

The carriage drove slowly, and no grass grew wherever it passed, and wild beasts scattered everywhere.

Whether it is a carnivorous or herbivorous beast, they consciously avoided it before the convoy drove, as if they had met a true monarch, the power that was above all sentient beings.

This is witchcraft.

From ancient ancestors to master the power of nature.

Witchcraft was the earliest attempt by the ancestors of the human race to control everything.

Lin Zhengyang undoubtedly mastered this great power.

"The simulacrum can easily create a spacious road when used here; the simulacrum can easily drive wild beasts and subdue them... It's no wonder that the wizard is more powerful than the nobles. If you have this ability, you will naturally be above mortals."

"I just learned about the wizard's reputation today."

In the carriage, Lin Zhengyang was sitting, and a clear water altar and clay were placed on the wooden table in front of him.

Above this, there is a beautifully drawn map of semi-finished terracotta.

With his mind, the clay that imposed a spell was added to the map by invisible force, a miniature clay road.

He casts spells in this car, and the corresponding scene outside is that amazing scene.

All changes in the model here will be reflected truthfully in the outside world.

This is a simulacism, an ancient witchcraft.

It has many other names.

The principle is pictogram.

That is what the ancestors call the idol view.

The ancestors believed that by shaping similar shapes, they could be used to simulate the movement of certain things and to master the power of their essence.

Based on this, witchcraft was born.

Simulate the rise and fall of the sun to master the power of the sun's circulation and achieve eternal life.

The so-called "thinking of the sun and the moon, and keeping the face undying" art also originated from this.

This can be regarded as one of the origins of witchcraft.

This can evolve the earth-shaking magical powers.

This is Lin Zhengyang’s innovative witchcraft, opening up new paths in places without roads.

Originally, this kind of witchcraft used simile or pictographic methods to manipulate nature.

In the past, there were witches who used to open up roads, but the way of temporarily pinching natives was very rough.

The closer the image created by this type of witchcraft is, the more obvious the effect will be.

For example, if you don’t have this exquisitely made sand table model, to achieve the same effect, the mana will be consumed at least ten or even hundreds of times that of today.

The more similar it is, the easier it is to manipulate it. It is a very simple truth.

However, it is not only used.

The same principle can also be used to impose curses, give vitality, drive away unknowns, and dispel evil... The magic power of the spells is ever-changing, and the magic of use lies in one mind.

The so-called fighting method is the basic skill that is tested and the ability to adapt.

Witchcraft can be said to be the origin of all magic.

Whether it is called witchcraft, or the popular left-door and side-sect magic, or the Jade-Qing and Justification Dharma of the Excerpts, the essence of the origins are all similar, and they all come from the ancient ancestors' exploration of nature.

The carriage stopped in front.

A big river lies in front of you.

It is about ten feet wide, with shimmering water. From the upstream, this river completely blocked the road.

"Witch, there is a big river blocking the road ahead."

Someone will give back.

Although he was passing through the curtain, Lin Zhengyang could still hear his actions and knew that he lowered his head respectfully.

With his ear strength, he can accurately feel the slight vibration of any grain of dust within a radius of dozens of miles. The number of times each leaf vibrates, and the rotation and flow of each slight air flow... This outlines a colorless black and white picture in his heart.

This is an application that he gradually developed.

Even though he lost his vision at this moment, he could still use ear strength instead.

Supernatural powers are such abilities that are unimaginable to ordinary people as gods.

"Don't worry."

A clear sound like a spring water came from the car.

Inexplicably, it gives people a sense of stability.

"Huahu--"

The sound of water flowing slowly sounded.

An astonishing scene appeared before my eyes - the river was separated!

It was like a real curtain, the river separated from both sides and went up high, like two rolled curtains on the left and right, and like a lid being lifted.

"This, this is......"

Even the guards who had seen witchcraft along the way were still so surprised.

In front of them, some strange fish with strange appearances could be seen in the water curtain, struggling and swimming, but they could not jump out of the water at all.

After the water curtain was lifted, the valley was left.

At this moment, the sound came from the car:

“Continue to rush.”

"yes!"

The group continued to drive the horses and walked over the valley.

The bottom of the river was supposed to be moist silt, but now it became dry and compact, just like the past along the way.

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"Why haven't you waited for it yet?"

The two foxes who were impatiently waiting had been sleeping on the tree for a while.

Wait from morning to night, and from night to dawn.

They have been waiting here for a hundred years.

"Can't you go from here at all?"

A fox asked while fiddling with the dry food that was found from the dead.

"This is impossible. This is the only way for Jiang Kingdom to go to Middle-earth. As long as the boy plans to go to Chaoge, he will definitely pass here."

"We have the cicada singing Gu that Bigan feeds heart-to-heart. As long as we get close, we will sing and we will never admit our mistakes."

A cloth bag that I found from somewhere was opened, and there was a golden bug that looked like a cicada, with three translucent pairs of golden wings.

"The Empress Tushan said that within this month, Bigan's son will set off to Chaoge."

"Wen Zhong has indeed done his best to send people to such a remote small country, and has set up a suspicion array, which has been searching for us for so long."

"If we hadn't found out from the members of the Chan Sect, we wouldn't have known that this was the case!"

In the snow, the cold wind whistled, suppressing the conversation between the two foxes and taking them to the distance.

In the forest, Lin Zhengyang listened with his ears and listened in a convoy where he met the water.

"Church of the Abhidharma, of the Intercept..."

As early as a few years ago, Lin Zhengyang began to consciously exercise his wind-listening technique.

The technique of listening to the wind is different from the magical power of the Heavenly Ting, and is a kind of witchcraft.

As the name suggests, listen to the sounds of the distance brought by the wind.

This is a witchcraft that allows people to hear the sounds of cities in distant places.

At the same time, he also learned the language of the beasts.

These are the basis for becoming a great witch.

Every great witch has a deeper understanding of supernatural powers on the basis of the foundation.

Having supernatural powers may not be a great witch, but a great witch must have supernatural powers.

Lin Zhengyang used the help of listening to the wind and the beastly words to inquire about the major events in the world from the birds coming and going from south to north.

Of course, occasional storms in the distance will also bring some useful news.

For example, at this time, he was listening to the conversation between the two foxes.

The demonic aura of the two foxes can be smelled so far away, and it is also bloody and very eye-catching, especially for a wizard.

If a wizard who deals with inhumans cannot distinguish the strange origin and respond in a targeted manner, then death will be in vain... After all, most wizards are still humans, and humans are very fragile creatures.

"Go away, hoping to avoid these two foxes, otherwise, I have to do it. I hope it won't be so coincidental."

As for the new wizard, it is no problem to deal with ordinary monsters, but this time I came a little too late.

The monster that speaks people has become a climate, and it is quite dangerous to encounter it.
Chapter completed!