I really don't want to be a disaster

Not rigorous enough.

Forget it.

It doesn't matter.

Knowledge is closely related to insight.

Perhaps the magician who wrote this book has never seen a dog watching "Animal World" on a tablet while going to the toilet, nor a dog who can take a baby.Yi Lin gently closed the book "On Magicians from Beginning to Burial", and looked at the author's name - David Copperfield.

"But the above is not wrong, everyone has the potential to become a magician."

Irene nodded.

According to the magician's theory, everyone has an "origin".

The origin of each person determines the potential of a magician, and also determines the "magic attribute" of a magician with a high probability.Most likely, the attributes of a magician can be divided into: earth, water, fire, wind, and air.In addition, there are two rare attributes: imaginary number and none.

For the first five types, there are similar descriptions in many magic books.But about "imaginary numbers" and "nothing", most magic books are vague, and Yi Lin can't fully understand them.

Among them, a mathematician and magician named Descartes imagined and speculated on "imaginary numbers" and "nothing".

An "imaginary property" refers to something that exists in theory but does not exist in practice.

"Non-property" refers to something that doesn't exist in theory but does exist in practice.

So complicated!

This kind of illusory conjecture, which is more inclined to idealism, is the reason why Yi Lin can't fully understand these two attributes.

"Magic and crystal patterns, and even magic, have similarities."

"The three most basic elements in magic: the base plate, the technique, and the magic circuit."

"The so-called foundation is similar to the most basic language environment of magic. These include all cultures, religions, histories, and languages ​​in the world. These environments constitute magic itself. No wonder the Association of Magicians used to have branches all over the world. Because language In itself, it cannot be an obstacle to magic, but different languages, on the contrary, make magic more possible."

"That is to say, everything can be magic? Well, maybe, our 'Guwu' is also a kind of 'magic' in the eyes of magicians."

Yi Lin silently recalled the power of Mo Rendi's fist.

If Mo Rendi came here and punched these buildings a few times, would this group of magicians be astonished, calling the great magician Mo Rendi to lead people?

"As for the spells, it's easier to understand. Similar to the 'programs' compiled in advance, different spells play different roles in the same language environment. This is different from the 'crystal pattern', 'magic' ’, there are similarities.”

As for the third element, the magic circuit, this was an eye-opener for Yi Lin.

In crystallography, a circuit can be simply understood as a channel of energy.It is done with various lines and nodes.

But in magic, the magic circuit is "an organ" that exists in the magician's body.These organs, similar to blood vessels, nerves, and lymphatic vessels, circulate inside the body.Among them, it is precisely because of the magic circuit that Cerberus firmly believes that Yi Lin cannot learn magic in a short time.

Because the magic circuit is truly the essence and secret of a magician.Different magic families have technologies such as drugs to cultivate magic circuits, and these technologies are kept secret. To cultivate a magician's magic circuit may take several years, ten years, decades, or even a generation The cumulative superposition of successive generations can be completed.

This is also why, in some families of magicians, inheritance does not depend on bloodlines, but only on talent.Some families of magicians even take the initiative to send their beautiful daughters to their door because of someone's talent in magic circuits, trying to find ways to conceive with the blood of the other family, and then secretly hugging them back.

Or, if you saw someone with talent on the side of the road, you just slapped him on the head, took it back as an adopted son, and treated him as his own son.

In the world of magicians, it doesn't matter whether they are green or not, and it doesn't matter whether they are their own children or not. What matters is whether they have the talent to become a magician.

Magicians, what a bunch of weird people.

Even if the blood cannot be passed on, one must find a way to pass on the knowledge. It is difficult for Yi Lin to understand this kind of almost pathological attachment.What exactly is it that has attracted countless magicians, like moths to a flame, who have voluntarily begged for greenery a hundred times over the past 2000 years?

night of the fourth day.

Even Yi Lin couldn't stand the high concentration of the liver for 72 hours.

Yi Lin yawned, it was already late at night, he leaned on the fence of the spiral staircase, closed his eyes and took a nap.

He has been immersed in the vast ocean of knowledge and cannot extricate himself.

Although Yi Lin was unable to master the subject of magic, he used it to open a new door.

The limitation of magic is even more outrageous than the crystal pattern technique, but from it, Yi Lin seems to have grasped a certain pattern.

Yi Lin has a premonition that as long as he can fully understand the true meaning of "magic", the degree of completion of his "free method" will be further improved.

Yi Lin's method of freedom was born out of crystal patterns and advanced to magic, but the theories involved in it were limited by Yi Lin's knowledge and could not be fully completed.This may also be the most important reason why Yi Lin's "Freedom Law" has not yet been rated as an [Enhancement].

Because of this "freedom law" itself, Lian Yilin still has doubts, and she has only a half-knowledge, so how can it be recognized by the tower?

"There's not enough time."

Yi Lin rubbed her eyes, and took out another interesting book from the bookshelf.

"Yo? It's so thick, "A New Edition of Astronomy"? The author is Barthel Melo G. Dylan, Lord Barthel Melo? That kid? Isn't he in charge of the 'All Basics'?"

Curious, Yi Lin opened the obscure book from heaven.

Looking at it, Yi Lin's eyelids began to twitch.

Tired, incomprehensible, boring, boring, all kinds of reasons made Yi Lin doze off.

"correct!"

While taking a nap, Yi Lin suddenly remembered a kind of magic.

A kind of magic that he had already mastered, but never had the chance to use on himself.

"Try it."

Yi Lin took out more than 50 heavenly books that she had read but didn't understand in one breath, selected the most boring and difficult page among them, and spread them out step by step on the ladder.

After accomplishing this "feat", Yi Lin nodded in satisfaction, and while there was no one around, put on the [apprentice's hanging ring] on her index finger and middle finger.

Circles of magical textures emerged on the wrist, and then, Yi Lin slapped her chest hard.

Man, be tough on yourself!

"Boom".

In front of my eyes, the world tends to stand still.

"Soul out of body!"

Chapter 710 Twelve Monarchs (4400 words)

Well known.

With her soul out of her body, Yi Lin was in a mental state.

Mental state is a special state.

Outside time is almost at a standstill.

The speed of the brain's operation has broken away from the limitations of the body and reached the real limit.

It's almost the same principle as the overclocking of a computer CPU.

In the mental state, Yi Lin reads, understands, and deduces, and time flows.

Reading a hundred books at the same time, even if it is just one page, is impossible under normal conditions.

At least, humans shouldn't.

But Erin still finished.

"Thank you, mage!"

Yi Lin didn't know whether the mage successfully returned to his own world after leaving Gugu Town, or whether he had already died.But before seeing the dead body of the supreme mage lying on the street with his own eyes, Yi Lin could barely live as the supreme mage for the time being.

And be grateful.

In a mental state, Yi Lin can see ten things with one eye.

When Yi Lin finished reading different pages of hundreds of books, there was a huge sucking force from the fleshy buttocks in front of her, and Yi Lin opened her eyes again.

Four weeks later, time resumed its normal flow rate again.

Yi Lin glanced at the clock set in the library, and it only took Yi Lin 5 minutes to finish reading the contents of the [-]-page magic tome.

In this mere 5 minutes, maintaining a mental state consumed four-fifths of Yi Lin's psionic energy.

Oh, and now it's mana.

You know, Yi Lin's psionic value is notoriously abundant.

In other words, the consumption of the soul leaving the body is terrifying.

While sorting out new experiences and consolidating his memory, he calculated.

First read the book in the normal way, then switch to the mental state when the psionic energy is full, and then return to the normal way when the reading is almost complete... Repeating back and forth, wouldn't it be equivalent to doubling the time?

hiss……

Plan pass!

Yi Lin became angry.

- Explosive liver.

Day [-].

The magician apprentices in the Clock Tower witnessed one thing after another.

The attendant recruited by Seberast was lying on the spiral staircase in the shape of "big" openly, sleeping soundly.

Yi Lin finally couldn't take it anymore.

The snoring sounded one after another in the quiet library room.

Yi Lin blatantly disrupted the order of the clock tower, and was soon stabbed to Lord Barthumero.

"Sleeping in the library?"

During the day, at the behest of Lord Bathermelo, Cerberus pushed a wheelchair and brought Barthamelo Dylan here.

The wheelchair goes up the spiral staircase.Strangely, as the wheelchair moved forward, the steps under the wheels turned into slopes strangely.This allowed Barthemello's wheelchair to travel unimpeded on the stairs.

quickly,

The two of them came to the sleeping Yi Lin.

"Like a child."

Barthamelo Dylan smiled slightly.

Cerberus was silent for a moment, lowered his eyelids, and calmly said: "Master, I will remind him to pay attention."

Barthamelo Dylan did not refute, and asked again: "Has he not been away for a few days?"

"Back to the master, five days."

"So that's the case, do you feel it?"

"?"

"He began to smell 'magic'."

Cerberus' face changed slightly, and his eyes changed a little.She lowered her head immediately, and held Yi Lin's palm who was sleeping soundly.

At this time,

Irene opened her eyes.

"you……"

"Do not talk."

Cerberus said.

"I don't think we've gotten to know each other that well."

Yi Lin sat up helplessly, saying so on her mouth, but her body let Cerberus do whatever she wanted.

After a few seconds,

Cerberus let go of his hand, frowning.

"Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep. What time is it?"

Yi Lin rubbed her eyes and asked.

In fact, although he was soundly asleep, he was already awake when Barthumello Dylan and Cerberus came to him.

Yi Lin and Bathomero Dylan looked at each other, and there was a faint smile on the pale face of the young man—— Yi Lin knew that she had been pretending to be asleep just now, and was easily seen through.

The wisdom in the boy's eyes is not like what he can have at his age.