Chapter Ninety-Three: If you want to take it, you must count it with Merlin. The Demon Lord will pro

The direct disciples of the Taiyi Sect at this table started talking about cultivation.

Peter is at the highest level, and the other junior brothers and sisters are all asking questions. He answered one by one, describing his practice experience in detail, bit by bit, without hiding anything personal.

The rest gained a lot from each question and answer, solved many doubts, and the path of spiritual practice became smoother invisibly. During the question and answer process, Peter himself also rethought the mystery of body building and foundation building, and gained a deeper understanding.

When they speak, they are not very secretive or shy about anything.

Among the people in this restaurant, except for the disciples of Taiyi Sect, who can understand the meaning of their words?

It is not a system, and many people do not even have a system. Even if the exercises are put in front of them, they will turn a blind eye.

As for the practice experience, for those people, it is like a book from heaven, in the clouds and fog.

Little did they know that there was another person right next to them who could hear clearly.

When Strange finished eating, Peter and the others were still communicating. As for Tony, after chatting with the two women for so long, he still had endless things to say.

Originally, seeing that the old mage Merlin had not left yet, I planned to take the time to give Tony a try, but now it seems that I have to postpone it for a while.

After a moment, the old mage and the two knights beside him stood up and left. Strange's heart turned secretly, and he also stood up, staggered, and left the restaurant.

After he left, at Peter's table, Banner looked at the figure who disappeared down the stairs, and then said: "This Supreme Mage is in a bad situation. It seems that the trauma the old devil gave him has become more serious... Two or three hours ago , he said many incomprehensible things to me, and he said that he had foreseen his death..."

"Foreseeing death?"

Everyone was surprised when they heard this.

Natasha thought thoughtfully: "No wonder he looked depressed. I remember that when I first met this mage, he was still competing with Tony."

"It's understandable." Raven put down her fork and knife, wiped the corners of her mouth with a napkin, and said, "It's strange to be happy when you see yourself dying before your eyes."

"We should have such abilities when we reach a certain level of cultivation, right?" Luo Gen had already finished eating and was smoking a cigar beautifully: "Senior brother Tianyang, you have completed the foundation building, do you have any insights? ?”

Peter thought for a moment: "It's not very obvious yet."

He looked up and looked out the window: "If there is danger, there will be a whim. Just like now, there is always a shadow in my heart, which makes me a little uneasy, but in this shadow, I don't feel the taste of despair. In other words, there is danger, but the probability of life-threatening is low.”

After a pause, he continued: "Master said that with the deepening of practice, the growth of physical essence will nourish the soul and spirit, making our soul and spirit stronger and sharper. Although I don't know how to refine Qi yet. , mana, what exactly is it, but I guess it has something to do with spirit, will, and soul. After the foundation building was completed, my senses became very keen, and I could easily detect the danger in the air, as if I could vaguely see it. Something ominous, gray or black, was floating."

“It really has to do with spirit, will and soul.”

Tony came over.

"Hey, senior brother, where is your beauty?"

Raven glanced at Roma and Susan who were leaving in the distance, and her tone was strange.

"No matter how beautiful she is, she is not as beautiful as you, junior sister." Tony chuckled: "Junior sister, one person is worth thousands of people!"

"Senior Brother, if you tease Senior Sister Ruiwen, be careful I tell Master." Natasha rolled her eyes at him: "I have never seen you so shameless."

Tony laughed and didn't take it seriously. He sat down and said, "Isn't it about talking about power and refining energy?"

He changed the subject: "I once asked Master whether mana is a kind of energy, just like electric energy and nuclear energy."

After hearing the words, the rest quickly cheered up, listened carefully, and paid full attention.

"Because I plan to engrave permanent talismans on my armor during the body building stage. I think that if mana is energy, can it be replaced by other energy?"

The group of junior brothers and sisters couldn't help but nodded slightly.

"Master denies it." Tony said: "He said that mana is a kind of existence that is formed by smelting the spiritual energy of the world and the spiritual will of the heaven and earth. He told me that if I can make electric energy and nuclear energy possess my spiritual will, then Maybe it can be done." As he said that, he spread his hands and said, "Obviously, I can't let electrical energy and nuclear energy carry my spiritual will, so I can't do it."

"I just heard from Peter about magic power and refining it. I think that to refine magic power, it must be related to spirit, will and soul. But I don't know how to do it specifically."

...

"Lord Merlin."

After walking out of the restaurant, Strange stopped the old mage Merlin from a distance and caught up with him in a few steps.

"Mage Strange."

Merlin stood still and nodded with a smile: "Is something wrong?"

"Hmm..." Strange hesitated for a moment: "Let's talk while walking?"

"certainly."

Merlin waved his hands to the two knights and asked them to leave first, and then walked slowly with Strange.

"I've thought about it," Strange sighed, looking downcast: "This time it may really be doomed. But there are some things that I can't worry about. Here, except for your daughter, Ms. Roma, who is a magician, everyone else You are the only one left. The only one I can trust is you. There is something I want to ask of you."

Merlin was stunned for a moment, then considered for a moment and said, "Aren't Hercules and Mr. Johnny, the Ghost Rider, your friends? I think that if something happens, you might as well entrust them to them."

Strange secretly sneered in his heart, but with a look of helplessness on his face, he shook his head and said: "Hercules is the god of Olympus, not an earthling. And Johnny... I don't think Lord Merlin doesn't know Johnny. In this case, he is the Ghost Rider who sold his soul to the devil. I believe in them, but I don’t believe in the gods and demons behind them."

"Moreover," he paused and sighed: "Compared to the two of them, I think you, Lord Merlin, are more powerful, and you will definitely be safe after this time."

As he spoke, he wiped out a tome from his cloak with his backhand: "This is the inheritance of the Magician Temple, the Book of Emperor Weishan."

Merlin's eyes fell on the large tome, his heart skipped a beat, and his pupils shrank.

He was moved!

The Book of Emperor Weishan is famous. It was a magic book compiled by the founder of the Magician Temple, the Supreme God of the Trinity. It is a collection of magic passed down by the Supreme God of the Trinity, which has a fatal temptation for any magician!

Merlin is no exception.

However, although this old guy was so excited that he wanted to snatch it away, he calmed down his restlessness and hesitated: "This is the inheritance of the Magician Temple, you just hand it over to me like this?!"

"In special times, there are not so many worries anymore." The Supreme Mage laughed at himself: "I probably won't survive anyway. Rather than losing or damaging it in the battle, it is better to give it to you. Your Excellency Merlin, you can read it, I hope In the upcoming battle, I can provide you with some help. And the only thing I want is that if I die, I hope that you can return it to the Magician Temple and hand it into the hands of the king."

He cherished the tome and reluctantly put it into the hands of the old mage, and then said with a forced smile: "As for the magic equipment on my body, my cloak, and my magic weapon, I can't fight without them. If possible, wait until I die in battle, and I hope, Lord Merlin, you can help me collect them and send them back to the Mage Temple."

Merlin held the Book of Emperor Weishan tightly, and he could hardly contain the ecstasy in his heart. He nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry. If you die in the battle, I will definitely help you put your magic weapon and the Book of Emperor Weishan together." Send it back to the Magician Temple and give it to the king. If you are lucky enough to survive, I will return it to you."

At this point, he licked his lips: "Mage Strange, since...since you foresee your ending, why don't you leave here?"

Strange sighed and shook his head: "The trauma to the soul is getting more and more serious... Sir Merlin, although I have restrained myself a little after having a conversation with you,... if I don't kill Chi Hun... Tai Wuyuan Demon Lord, I will still die."

After a pause, he added: "The inheritance of the Magician Temple is entrusted to you, Your Excellency Merlin, thank you."

Strange bowed deeply, turned around and staggered away, leaving Merlin with only a desolate and dejected figure.

Merlin looked at Strange's back and smiled silently.

He didn't doubt whether Strange had really seen his end. If it were Merlin himself, he could do it. He himself did not see his ending. Although it was a fog, he believed that nothing would happen to him.

As for Strange's choice, he understood it very well. Since killing the old devil is the only solution, and since leaving means death, then staying and contributing is undoubtedly the most reasonable choice.

However, the old mage did not notice that the moment he turned around, Strange also showed a smile, a very strange smile.

...

"Destiny is in my hands, haha..." Strange returned to his place and smiled slyly in a low voice: "If you want to take it, you must give it to me first. Please be sincere and do not deceive me."

After laughing, the Supreme Mage sat down cross-legged and closed his eyes slightly.

...

Manor castle, deep underground.

Demonic energy surged around the Demon Lord's body, like a sea tide, with surging magic power. The acres of red and black clouds behind his head were already dyed with a slightly hazy color.

The dim yellow light flickers and bursts out from time to time in the Qingyun, just like the dots of starlight in the endless deep starry sky. In the mysterious anomaly, wisps of ending aura rise. A green gem floated in the Qingyun, and the magic energy rolled up a little bit of dim light, turning into a sky-sealing chain, locking the gem, and waves set off attacks.

The Demon Lord, who was shrouded in Mo Qi and Qing Yun, had an indifferent expression. He never opened his eyes, but said a word lightly: "This gem has been refined to 50-60 percent. If there is any further progress, it will be special in a short time." It’s not easy. But it can also be used to display some magical powers. It’s not difficult to turn five days into one hour.”

"Being slow and unhurried is the spirit of a monk... I originally wanted to wait for work, but there is a twist. I can have a good time, haha..."

But then they saw the Demon Lord open a pair of red-black eyes, the clouds behind his head swelled and shrank, and a wisp of dim electric light fell on the gemstone, stimulating a green light, an invisible force. The mysterious power emanated from the gem and turned into a large bowl that turned upside down and covered the Demon Lord He Qingyun.

The Demon Lord was enveloped by that power, and felt as if the world was changing. When he looked up, he saw that everything around him was ordinary. However, one acre away and power away, everything becomes so slow.

He saw a speck of dust floating outside and falling from the sky. It originally took three points, but now it accelerated sixty times!

"Okay, okay, but watch me practice the method and become a god!"