Section 247 Conspiracy

"Do you really want to fight?" The long wooden sword in the man in black's hand emitted a long black light, with a black face and said coldly.

"What, are you afraid?" Mo Li stared at the man in black, "Say, what the hell are you going to do?"

"Master, which attribute of magic is suitable for me to practice?" It was the first time that Mo Li heard about magic and was full of curiosity about everything.

After listening to Mo Li's words, the old man stared and said angrily, "You are my apprentice. I major in fire magic. Which kind of magic do you think is suitable for practicing?"

"But didn't Master just say that everyone chooses magic suitable for their attributes according to their own talents?" Mo Li asked carefully, afraid that his words would anger the master,

"It's the practice of ordinary people to choose attributes according to talent, but you, are you ordinary people!" The old man questioned loudly.

Mo Li's body couldn't help shaking. The words "magic waste" immediately appeared in his mind. He slowly lowered his head and said nothing more. For a waste material, it's good for someone to be willing to compare their own magic. Do you still have to be picky?

"I tell you, it's still my previous sentence. You can do whatever I want you to do. Don't ask this and that all day, or get out of here. I'm too lazy to explain so much to you. The old man said angrily.

"Yes, my disciple understands." A burst of grievance surged into his heart, but Mo Li suppressed it. He swore silently from the bottom of his heart that no matter how hard it is to study in the future, he will stick to it and must become the most powerful magician in the world to prove that he is not a "magic waste" and die as a "magic genius"!

"Well, sit here now, experience everything around you, and come in and find me when you feel something." The old man seemed to have lost patience with Mo Li. He stood up and went straight to the cave and left him here alone.

Mo Li did not dare to neglect. He immediately closed his eyes and calmed down to experience everything around him.

The sun is about to reach the top of the head. Because there is nothing to block here, the sun shines on Mo Li's body without reservation. It is already summer weather, and the sun has become poisonous. Sweat slowly flows down Mo Li's neck, and even flows into his eyes. It is wet and uncomfortable, but Mo Li hasn't had it since he sat down. Move again, just sit in the sun, and don't even move your clothes soaking wet.

Time passed slowly, and hunger began to fall on Mo Li, but he did not dare to find something to eat without his master's permission. At the same time, after sitting for so long, I still haven't felt anything.

"Magic waste"! Are you really a magic waste? Mo Li thought reluctantly. No, I'm not a waste, no! I can definitely do it. Mo Li has been insisting.

But a *-year-old child can withstand the fatigue of long-distance running and the scorching sun, coupled with hunger. I don't know when he fell asleep vaguely.

In his sleep, Mo Li felt that there seemed to be many elves flying around his body. They had seven different eyes, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple. Mo Li wanted to get close to them, but they seemed to be very shy. As long as Mo Li moved his mind, they suddenly disappeared.

Mo Li couldn't help but feel anxious, but when he thought about it, he calmed down. Instead of deliberately approaching them, he let go of his heart, looked at them quietly, and then tried to convey his joy. Slowly Mo Li found that the elves seemed to no longer be afraid of him, and even some elves dared to slowly approach him. Mo Li didn't move at this time, and didn't even want to get close to them. He just looked at them and watched them dancing around him.

Slowly, all the elves seemed to be unmarish about Mo Li and soon filled his body. Mo Li was even happier and couldn't help laughing. At this time, he couldn't help but be shocked. He suddenly remembered what he was doing and immediately woke up.

When he opened his eyes, he happened to see the master standing in front of him, looking at him calmly.

"I'm sorry, Master, I didn't mean to fall asleep." Mo Li quickly explained.

Who knows that this time the master did not lose his temper as before, waved his hand and said, "Okay, get up."

"But Master, I haven't felt anything for so long!" Mo Li said a little nervously.

"Get up when I ask you to get up. Where's so much nonsense!" The old man shouted, "Do you really want to get out of here? If you really want to, take your rotten package now and get out of here immediately!"

"Disciples don't mean that." Mo Li quickly stood up and said. Due to the long sitting, his legs were numb, but Mo Li dared not say anything and tried to control himself to stand in front of the master.

"Come with me. Let's go fishing in the river. If we don't go, I guess we will be hungry today." The old man ignored Mo Li at all and turned around and walked directly to the river.

Mo Li had been there yesterday, not far from the west of the cave. The river flowed down from nowhere in the west, but when it reached the edge of the bamboo forest, it changed its course through the bamboo forest and didn't know where it flowed to. It's noon now, and the sun shines on the river, reflecting dazzling ripples.

The river is about four or five meters wide. I don't know how deep it is. Although it does not flow in a hurry, it is also clear to the bottom. Mo Li can even see the small fish swimming quickly at the bottom of the river.

After the old man walked to the river, he casually folded a bamboo, and then turned to Mo Li and said, "Little boy, you must learn this, or don't blame me if you have nothing to eat in the future." After saying that, he suddenly inserted the bamboo into the flowing river, and a bright red slowly appeared on the surface. When the old man picked up the bamboo, a small fish that was still struggling had been inserted into the front end of the bamboo.

"Do you understand?" The old man took off the little fish and turned to Mo Li and said, his black and white eyes looked a little dazzling in the sun.

Mo Li nodded plausiblely.

"Now that you understand, come on!" The old man handed the bamboo to Mo Li's hand and then retreated to one side. Remember, don't eat those big fish, which are not fresh enough, but you can't have those small fish, so that we won't have fish to eat in the future.

"Yes." Mo Li answered, then carefully stared at the fish in the river, then looked at a target and suddenly inserted the bamboo. But to his disappointment, there was nothing on the bamboo except a few drops of splash.

"Is that what you understand?" The old man came over and took away the bamboo in Mo Li's hand and scolded loudly, "Remember, if you understand in the future, you will understand. If you don't understand, you won't understand. Then pretend to understand and be careful of your buttocks."

"It's the master, the disciple understands."

"I'm optimistic." The old man walked to the river and pointed to the fish in the river and said, "It's difficult to say, but it's simple and simple. The key depends on whether you are careful or not. This is no different from learning magic. Nothing in the world can't be done. As long as you are willing to work hard and work hard, then you will definitely succeed."

"Before you spear fish, you first have to learn to observe..." The old man then told Mo Li how to spear fish. Before long, Mo Li had inserted a small fish. Although Master was still not satisfied, Mo Li was still very happy.

In the following days, Mo Li got up before dawn every day. After running the journey set by the master, he sat cross-legged at the mouth of the cave, and then accompanied the master to catch fish by the river. In the afternoon, I followed my master to learn the words and the history of the mainland that Mo Li was not interested in at all.

Time passed slowly. Although Mo Li sat cross-legged in the sun all day, he never felt what the master wanted to feel. Instead, he became more and more familiar with those strange colorful elves. Slowly Mo Li still felt that some of the elves seemed to have entered his body, but he always felt that this was My daydream, so I didn't care about it at all and didn't dare to tell my master. I just think it's fun.

When Mo Li could insert the fish, the old man himself did not go to the riverside fish, and even taught Mo Li to make fish soup and grilled fish. Up to now, he has basically slept and eaten. Knowing that Mo Li would not deceive himself, he was even too lazy to walk out of the cave. If Mo Li hadn't helped him wash clothes and get water to bathe him, the old man would have been moldy.

Half a month later, Mo Li still got up early to run and sat cross-legged at the mouth of the cave as before, but he still did not realize what the master said. The only change was that the original delicate white skin became dark and shiny due to the sun for a long time. The body is no longer weak.

This day, Mo Li was sitting under the sun trying to feel everything around him, but as before, he entered the strange dream again. Now the colorful elves are no longer afraid of Mo Li. As soon as he enters this dream, the elves will rush to Mo Li and happily He danced around his body, and then plunged into Mo Li's body and disappeared.

"Little boy, get up." While Mo Li was immersed in the dream of the colorful elves, the old man's dissatisfied voice came. Mo Li did not dare to neglect. He immediately opened his eyes, and the colorful elves also disappeared in an instant.

"Master." Mo Li whispered.

"How, do you feel anything?"

Mo Li shook his head and then lowered his head, daring to look at the old man's face.

"It doesn't make sense." The old man whispered with his hands behind his back, "Did I make a mistake before? Is this baby really a waste?

"Ah?" Mo Li looked at the old man incredulously and asked, "You mean..."

"This is a letter I wrote to the dean of the Imperial Academy of Magic. I have told him all about your situation. As long as you hand the letter to him, he will tell you how to do it."

"Imperial School of Magic? Isn't that the best magic academy in our Telan Empire? Mo Li said with her eyes shining. He was addicted to magic when he was very young. Although he didn't have a chance to learn, he still knew a lot about the magical world. The full name of the so-called Imperial Magic Academy is the Tehran Imperial Magic Academy, which is the highest magic academy in the Tehran Empire. And the president of the Trans Magicians Guild is the president of this college. Because of this, every magician hopes to enter the Imperial Magic Academy. Now that he suddenly heard that Master is going to send himself to this famous college, how can Mo Li not be surprised? He didn't understand how his master would let himself enter this college.

"What's the best? Those are blown out by the outside world. But only there can help you."

"But I heard that only magic geniuses are collected there, and magic waste materials like me can't be accessed at all." Mo Li said with some low self-esteem.

"Bang!" Rarely, the old man slapped Mo Li in the face, and a trace of blood came out of the corners of his mouth.

"How many times have I told you, what I asked you to do? How can there be so much nonsense. Besides, who dares to say that my apprentice is a waste? I did it because I respected him when I sent you to the Imperial School of Magic. If anyone dares to say anything, I will go and tear down the Laushizi College.

"And remember that as my disciple, you should have enough self-confidence and don't weaken my face. Otherwise, don't tell anyone that you are my disciple in the future, okay?" The old man shouted.

"Yes." Although Mo Li's face was hot and painful, he was very happy. Because he heard from the old man's words that the master did not want to give up himself, but to send himself to a better place, and at the same time, he did not want himself as an apprentice. A burst of emotion rose from my heart. Mo Li secretly made up his mind that he must study hard after arriving at the college and will never weaken the master's face.

"Come here." While Mo Li was stunned, the old man shouted at the other end of the cave.

When Mo Li walked to the old man, he found that he was holding the unknown egg he picked up when he went hunting with Uncle Clays that day. For so long, due to the old man's strict requirements, Mo Li didn't have time to look at it at all. By now, he has almost forgotten it. He didn't expect the master to take it out at this time.

"This is what I accidentally found on the mountain, but I don't know what kind of egg it is, so I brought it with me." Mo Li quickly explained.

"Did I ask you to explain?" The old man stared at Mo Li, then threw a knife at him and said, "Sle your middle finger."

Mo Li just wanted to ask why, but thinking of the old man's words just now, he opened his mouth a few times and was stunned. He picked up the knife with his left hand and gently scratched the front end of his middle finger of his right hand, and a bright red trace of blood came out. The old man grabbed Mo Li's hand and dripped the blood on the strange egg. Strangely, as soon as the blood drop on the surface of the eggshell, it disappeared.

Mo Li's heart suddenly moved, and a strange feeling hit his heart, but he couldn't know what the specific feeling was.

After doing all this, a faint red light appeared on the old man's hand and gently stroked Mo Li's injured finger, and the small wound immediately healed.

"When you leave, take this egg and remember not to let it be hurt under any circumstances. As for what it is, you will know later. The old man handed the egg to Mo Li's hand and said.

As soon as Mo Li took the egg, his heart was shocked. A feeling of blood connection came from his hand. Mo Li couldn't help looking down at the egg, but Mo Li did not find any change except for absorbing his blood before. But the feeling of blood connection is very clear, as if the egg is part of his body.

"You have learned a lot in the past few months. You should be familiar with the land and history of the mainland, right?

"Hmm." Mo Li replied. Although Mo Li did not feel a trace of magic in a few months, he learned a lot in the afternoon study. He not only learned to read, but also basically mastered the history of the empire and the continent.

"Then I don't have to accompany you. You can leave early tomorrow morning.

"I'll go by myself?" Mo Li asked loudly.

"What? You are afraid! I said you can go by yourself, and you can go by yourself!"

"But Master..."

"No, but!" After saying that, the old man lay down on his big ** and went to bed. I don't care what Mo Li wants to say.

In desperation, Mo Li had to walk to his bedside and slowly packed up his things. Thinking of leaving here tomorrow, Mo Li couldn't help but feel sad. Although he has lived here for several months, this simple cave has become his second home in Mo Li's heart. There must be a lot of reluctance to leave home.