Versatile Mage

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With the ancient city gate facing the sunset, behind its back to the east, a few bear children dressed in simple clothes were playing on and off the ancient city gate, and they climbed up, then slipped down and rolled down the pile of sand, making it full of ash, and their faces full of dirt, they couldn't tell who it was.

Soon, the adults of the children were heard cursing from afar, so they quickly turned into battlefields and ran over to the strapped horse grass, using it as a spring bed.

Movan noticed that there was also a child on the corner of the wall, and he drew something there by himself with a tree stump. The walls of the ancient city were covered with dirt. It seemed like it was pulling out the sand from the seams of the wall, walking in and looking at his serious appearance, watching the dirt from the wall brick get ripped out, it was an obsessive gospel.

“Kid, what are you doing?” Movan walked over and asked.

“Are you blind?” The child replied.

“You owe me, don't you?” Movan lifted his sleeve.

The spirits beside him stopped Movan and gave him a big white eye.

I've never seen two words like this before, so I give them to people who talk about dying.

“Why did you scrape the dirt off the top, this place you scraped open, do you know what that means?” Ling Ling asked.

“My father used to do this, saying not to let what the old ancestors left be buried in the sand, not to let the paintings on the walls be invaded by the wind.” The child replied.

“What about your father?” Spirit went on to ask.

When the child looked at Ling Ling, she thought that she had never seen such a beautiful young lady from a big city. After a while, her face became reddish and she answered honestly: “My father... he would only come at night. ”

“Then we'll wait for him here, okay?” Ling Ling said.

“No, he's gone.” Kids are sure.

“It's okay, you take us to him, he'll be happy to see us. After all, we all know the secret of this ancient city wall. Do you think my sister looks like a bad person?” Ling Ling said.

“Sister doesn't look like him.” The child pointed to Movan and said seriously.

Movan lifted his fist and was about to punch him. He glanced back at Ling Ling.

After a while, the child finally agreed to take them to his father, but it was too late to wait until night to come to work.

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“Such a child can't get used to it. In fact, he beat him up. He said everything. Why sacrifice his hue?” Movan had quite a problem with the kid who said he looked like an outsider.

“Man has a desire for beauty and a good feeling. He probably thinks you're ugly and evil.” Zhao Manyan gave Movan a sword.

Movan ignored this guy's ridicule and climbed over the ancient walls, looking for a more open angle, and sat there and started practicing.

After all, a part of the Holy Springs has just been acquired, although it has been used up in half, but the energy stored in this half of the Holy Springs is no less than in Xiayu.

Probably the Guardians of Mount Helan, who have always adhered to ancestral training, are better protected than any other clan.

At dusk, everything turned into dusk, including this ancient city gate. The town was quite lively during the day, forming a small market that often came to see cars, horse shoppers...

But at dusk, the tricycle stalls, the vendors, the vehicles, the stalls in Malala were all taken away. Everyone went back to their homes and looked for their mothers.

A group of wild children who had played near the ancient gates also followed their adults, and when it was getting dark, no one came to pick him up from the mother of the child clamping the wall.

Movan et al. thought it was a small town where people lived, who knew it was dark and everyone was gone, there were few people who really lived here.

After a stroll, it was discovered that the houses in this town were basically empty, and the living equipment greyed out. It turned out that the traders did not live here at all, but merely used it as a temporary market in the towns and counties of the villages.

At one point, the town of Wangfang at the gate of the ancient city disappeared. The only child left to scratch the wall dirt was late at night, and by the time the cold sand breeze came, there was no one to pick him up.

“What's your name?” Movan opened his eyes and found the kid still there. He had to ask.

“Ty.” The child replied.

“Where's your mom? Everybody's going home in the dark. Are you just gonna work here and wait for your dad to come home from work?” Movan went on to ask.

“Mmm.”

“How come none of the residents live here, do you live here or elsewhere? ”

“Live here. ”

“Oh, so this is where your family lives. It's okay during the day, it's quite lively, but by this night, the cool, shady, it's hard to be here on your own for a big kid.” Movan said.

The desire to come to this ancient city wall can be preserved to this day, and it has a lot to do with the father and son. Otherwise, with the desire to destroy people today, this historic ancient city wall would have been snapped without a brick left.

“What were you doing, writing homework?” Kids have some interest in Movan's previous practice.

“Practice...” Movan thought, "Well, you can call it a homework. ”

Nine years of compulsory magic education, the meditation that usually returns from class, can indeed be called writing homework, brush book.

“Nobody taught me. Can you teach me?” Xiao Tai asked.

“Didn't you say I looked like a bad guy, how could you learn from a bad guy?” Movan is a serious path.

“I've learned that if I don't do bad things like you, people have good and bad, and there's no good or bad in the field.” Xiaotai replied.

Movan was silent and heard several people laughing.

Kids, you look great.

“You are too young to teach you, you have to lay the foundation of magic first, wait until you are over 15 years old, the physical condition is right, you can awaken your first magic system, with the first magic stardust, you can practice like I just now, but not everyone can be a magician, I see you have nothing but to scratch the wall, so don't expect anything from a magician.” Movan patted the kid on the shoulder, choking with a lot of weight.

“Is this what you call stardust?” The child stretched out his palm and a light yellow vortex appeared on his palm, such as an abbreviation of a quiet yellow stardust in a distant star universe.

Movan's jaw almost closed!

How old is this kid? He's 10 years old.

How could he have awakened the earth?

Who gave him the Awakening Stone, wasn't that harmful?!

The reason why awakening takes place over the age of 15 is because awakening will cause a great mental burden on the human brain, and children under the age of 15 are too weak in their brain development and mental endurance, and sudden awakening will only cause damage to their spirits.

Once mentally impaired, there will be a lot of trouble on the way to future practice, such as not being able to concentrate on meditation, and severely shortening meditation times, or even mental stabbing during meditation.