After opening his eyes, as if new, things around Zhao Mai's feeling is not the same. The trees are tall, straight and old, and the grass is still green, soft and lush. However, Zhao Mai felt that they had a breath.
It's a feeling that is hard to explain, and it's very pale to express it in words. Although he had known for a long time that trees, flowers and plants were creatures, Zhao felt that they had "come to life" for the first time. Like another human? Or not so smart, that is, like another grain reserve, has the ability to express feelings. I know that they are using various gestures to express a certain meaning, or thirsty, or eager to embrace, in short, they are no longer a monotonous background in a landscape painting.
He looked at himself with his big dark eyes and read out his joy and attachment. Every creature exudes emotions, which is the evidence of their existence between heaven and earth. The so-called natural force is an energy field retained and produced by all living things, which encircles, penetrates and connects with each other, envelops the whole normal environment, and condenses the power of the whole world.
Ms. Celine walked up to Zhao Mai and looked at him with concern. In her natural perception, the natural force in Zhao Mai's body, like a spring, is constantly escaping. It is poised, continuous, slow but stable, which has never been seen in anyone. Even Lucius, known as a rare genius, when he was enlightened, the natural force was just a state of evaporation, forming a rare white fog.
This anomaly lasted for a while, then gradually disappeared, and no more clues could be seen from the appearance. The elf Celine came back to herself and said, "Congratulations, Mike. Are you able to feel the force of nature?"
"Yes, it's amazing." The world becomes more lively, immersed in the forest with rich natural flavor, every breath seems to be enjoying. "In this way, can I start to study?"
"Take a break tonight, our class will start tomorrow. Starting with the basic prayer, you will officially embark on the path of Druids. " "According to the original plan, I'm going to take three students with me later today to pick up animal companions," she said. You can come
Zhao Mai shook his head and picked up the Grain Reserve: "I already have it, so I won't go. I'd like to have a little more experience here and get familiar with the feeling of the natural force. "
"Of course." Ms. Celine swung her long sleeves and left with three students. Ziyue jumps to keep up with Zhao Mai and points to the corner of his mouth and neckline.
Zhao Mai lowered his head and saw that his froth had soiled his clothes. It was time to deal with it.
The next day, on the thick transverse branch of a tall tree, the sound of reciting incantations continued to ring.
Wearing the same robe as other Druids, Zhao Mai stood tremblingly on the edge of the branch, enduring the stimulation of the coarse linen cloth on his skin, trying to calm his mind, and casting incantations on the poisonous mushroom in his palm again and again. The power of nature is at his fingertips, but he just can't understand what he wants to do. He has tried a simple prayer of purifying grain hundreds of times.
By his side, Lucius, afra and purple moon have all completed this spell and began to learn the prayer of making water. In order not to miss the study, we must stop now and listen to the class first. Purify the grain spell. You can practice it later.
He still has a weak foundation, and in his heart, he still does not adapt to magic powers such as spells and incantations. For more than 20 years, he lived in a world where there was only magic but no magic. Miracles were no longer there. Everything was only about science. Mysticism became a story for entertainment. Even if you see Joseph's magical transformation and Ms. Celine's magic demonstration, this kind of thinking inertia will not be reversed immediately.
Next, the same problem is encountered in the study of magic. Zhao Mai can do well in the pronunciation, movement and posture of the incantation, but he can't finish it in the end. Only when he cast light, his fingertips condensed a little bit of weak light, which didn't make him give up.
"Well, that's all for today. Practice a lot, you three, and turn prayer into a familiar spell for your body and mind, which can be released at any time. Mike, you stay
"Sorry, teacher, I didn't learn anything today." Zhao Mai said with a wry smile: "there are eight prayers, none of which are released."
"Your actions and language are up to standard, and you have the natural force." Ms. Celine poked a finger into Zhao Mai's chest: "but you don't seem ready here. Tell me how you feel when you use a spell. "
"Well When I chant the mantra, I can feel the power echoing me. These forces come from the natural creatures around us, especially the big trees under our feet. Of course, part of it comes from my strength. I let them move, to the target, to complete my idea Zhao mainao scratched his head: "the spell ends here, and there is no effect."
"I see." Ms. Celine opened Zhao Mai's palm, looked at his palm, then looked at his shoulder and neck. "Are you a descendant of an aristocrat who has never worked as a craftsman or planted land?"Aristocratic descendants are not, but the latter two are true. In a highly commercialized society, Zhao Mai has never planted or raised anything he eats. There is only one way to get food: the market. "You're right."
"Think about this scenario: you plant the seeds, water them, and then you can order the plants to grow, bloom, and bear at once?"
"No way." Zhao Mai shook his head.
"We Druids need to integrate into nature, connect our own small force with the surrounding big force, communicate, request and work together to achieve the goal. We're not priests, we don't have gods to help complete the spell effect; we're not mages, we manipulate, command, and even twist elements to regroup what we want. " Celine said, "what is a druid? Only when it is suitable for the harmony and unity of the surrounding environment, can it be a free Walker in heaven and earth. "
"I'll try again." Zhao Mai picked up the poisonous mushroom and began to repeat the mantra of purifying food. He constantly relaxes himself, avoids too much interference with power, and goes with the trend. But more than a minute later, the spell still did not appear.
Spirit Celine has been carefully observing Zhao Mai's expression, reading his mind from the muscle changes on his face and the depth of his eyes. After Zhao Mai failed again, she probably found out the reason.
"Mike, don't you believe that magic works?" Celine frowned and said, "elder Joseph said that you are from an alien world and have been trained by Druids, but have you never seen magic before?"
Zhao Mai bit his lips and frowned. He looked at the fairy teacher and saw the concern in her eyes. Before, in order to get the chance of Druid training, Zhao Mai created a druid teacher named Darwin in front of Joseph. Should I continue this lie now?