Old Kulu's expression was a bit complicated, and hesitation was twisted together, just like the folds on his face, as if he was a little regretful, but also a little relieved. The old orc, who is a technical otakus, hid his mind in his heart in a flash and quickly drew the magic cover. It felt as simple as closing the door.

"I have been looking forward to this news. My friends and I have discussed it many times. This idea has been debated and there is no conclusion. Several old stubborn people think that this is simply impossible. Being able to see such a miracle alive is a great blessing in life. Haha!" Old Kuru pressed my shoulder with relief, but the worried look on his face made me feel deep in my heart, and I listened to him continue.

"Every magician will have magic perception. When the human race awakens the magic pool, it will have magic perception. The strength and weakness of perception follow the spiritual power. The orcs will also have magic perception when they awaken the magic core. Magicians are born with magic perception, but these cannot be considered magical talents. Only the magic perception that you have before you awaken can be truly called magical talents. However, this cannot be said to be a good thing for you. Before you become a magician, it is equivalent to a disaster. And I opened the door to this disaster. I don't know whether it is good or bad!"

Old Kuru's orcs spoke slowly and lowered his voice as much as possible. Even with a magic cover that can isolate the outside voice and vision, he still became very timid. He continued: "Magic is a poison that can be addictive. When you haven't tasted it, you don't know the taste. You will despise it at that time. But once it appears in your life, you will slowly become addicted, and you will be unable to resist using it, which is hard to bear."

"But you have to learn to endure. You must never use it in front of people. Even if you are in the middle of no one's night, you must be more careful. Being able to learn magic before awakening will only explain one thing: you have the talent of magic perception, and prove to the magic world that all magic is connected before the racial awakening ceremony. Don't treat any magician as a fool, and don't treat them as kind and righteous as they imagine. Driven by absolute interests, there is no

How many magicians can withstand this temptation? You are now a bottle of advanced potion from Chi Guoguo. There are countless famous magicians who will be stuck at the bottleneck of advancement, only a little bit of magical talent advancement. Before you become a magician, they have enough means to strip your magical talent out of you. Then they will find out how good luck is, because you still have the awakened blood power hidden in your body, and perhaps even your real name may be deprived."

Old Kuru paced, with his hands on his back, like an old master. He repeatedly told me: "Don't show your magic in front of any magician. They are very sensitive to inform you, don't be lucky. Please remember my words." I could only shout helplessly: I have already said it.

I came here to ask Lao Kuru a question: I learned orc magic before awakening. So when I participated in the awakening ceremony, if I became a real magician, can my orc magic still be used at that time? Lao Kuru's answer to me was that they didn't know. He said that they did not make magic arguments in this regard, because I never thought that anyone would really learn magic before awakening.

At this time, the anti-magic technique on my body disappeared again. There was no way, and the only magic power in my body was consumed. Old Kulu looked up at me, and the meaning was very clear: Is this over?

I had to nod my head in a bitter way, which meant: It's over.

"The fire-type magic power that burns your body does not seem to be much!" Old Kuru frowned and said, "The speed of the burning fruit producing magic power in your body cannot maintain the anti-magic technique?"

I nodded innocently.

"Then do you want to learn magic again?" Old Kuru suddenly asked me.

Scared, don't! Why is it always like this? After endless warnings and intimidation, I will take out a candied date for me to eat. After I ate the candied dates into my stomach, I said to me: Hey, Jijia! The candied dates you eat are poisonous, so don't drink water.

If I continue to learn, will I be put into a glass bottle and sent to the ivory tower as a specimen?

Well, I admit that I am a person who cannot withstand temptation.

When Old Kuru took out the parchment with the "heating" magic array pattern engraved, I couldn't calm down. This is an auxiliary magic skill that assists in restoring magic power, which can be said to be an exclusive skill tailored for me. This skill is a bit like meditation, but it is essentially different from meditation. For all magicians, "heating" is a useless magic skill. People who don't learn it are far higher than those who learn it. There are even many human magic academies that will not start classes to explain such magic separately, because this magic skill violates the magic pool of human magicians, the magic core of orc magicians, and the magic heart of the elves magicians. This skill requires the magicians to have strong mental power as support, and it has side effects.

To put it simply, this is a skill that speeds up the recovery speed of magic, and it is a skill that can be advanced by relying on proficiency. There are a total of ten levels. At level one, the magic recovery speed will be increased by ten percent. In the future, every level one will be increased by ten percent. When you advance to level ten, it is exactly 100 percent, which seems very powerful. However, skill proficiency depends on the moment when new magic power is exhausted in the body, the skill will increase proficiency.

However, there is a problem. After becoming a magician with a magic pool, the magic recovery speed is directly related to the mental power of the magic pool. So how to calculate how big the magic pool of a magician is? It is actually very simple. It is just to release magic, which is a bit too far. The problem is that if the magic in the magic pool is exhausted, it will cause damage to the magician's mental power. That is to say, if you want to upgrade the "heating" skill, you must repeatedly exhaust the magic value in the magic pool in your body, which is a fatal flaw. No magician will damage his own mental power to upgrade the "heating". What is the mental power of a magician? Mental power is a collective name for magic perception, magic recovery ability, and magic resistance. No magician will damage his mental power to practice the magic recovery speed of an auxiliary skill.

But I am different. There is no magic pool formed in my body. Only when the magic pool or magic core is exhausted will the mental power be damaged. I don’t have a magic pool. There will be no magic backlash after the magic power is exhausted. Therefore, the magic skill "heating" is very suitable for me to learn, so I decided to learn it in the end.

I don’t know why there are always all kinds of parchment scrolls around Lao Kulu. I came to Lao Kulu privately, but I actually wanted to talk about this:

I held it in for a long time and finally plucked up the courage to speak out my request. Although I knew how unreasonable this request was, I wanted to try my luck. My head was always flashing with Sister Guoguo's charming breasts and the exquisite magic patterns on her lower abdomen, so I said to Lao Kulu: "Teacher, I want to learn magic patterns, I want to be an inscription master."

"Oh!" Old Kulu's voice jumped a little, and the indescribable smile on his face made me feel a little furious.

"You have just mastered a primary magic, like a baby who can't even stand firmly, clamoring to learn running." Old Kuru said with a smile.

I still stick to my own ideas: "But I really want to learn, really."

"If so, then okay. If you can do three things well, then I can promise to help you and push you on the road of your inscriptionist." Old Kuru was silent for a long time before he agreed. My legs were sore when I stood beside him. Sometimes I even think Old Kuru could do everything, and his thigh was so thick!

I had some surprises. I had imagined various answers from Lao Kulu, and I was really excited, but I was also worried that he would make some requests that I couldn't do to dispel my thoughts.

I said to Lao Kulu with a nervous mood: "I promise you, teacher."

"Okay, my request is not difficult. First, you have to remember all the magic herbs on these sheepskins before I return to the tribe. You have not done it well recently, and I think you can remember more. Second, you have to learn Fred's dermaking technique. Third, you have to learn pharmacy. If you can do these three things well and satisfy me before the caravan arrives at the Gurudin tribe on the Pai Plateau, I will agree to your request."

After Old Kuru finished speaking, he waved his hand to remove the magic cover and walked out of the tent without looking back.

"Oh, teacher, I will do it."

I was a little dizzy. These three requirements were not so difficult, but what he was not doing. Is this what I have been doing? What was this old man thinking? Is he trying to teach me to be an alchemist and a stern maker first, and then learn the inscription master, and develop comprehensively in morality, intelligence and physical fitness to be an excellent three-good student, or a top student in the magic world?

Kuz stood behind me with his head shrank, and saw Old Kuru walking away. He hurriedly came over and found a handful of wild peppercorns from the bag piled with herbs and quickly stuffed them into his arms. I looked at his dirty fur coat with a little tooth pain, and looked disgusted. Kuz naturally didn't mind at all. He told me privately that he was the cleanest young boy in the tribe. After the magic cover was removed, the cold wind poured in from outside, making me feel a little cold.

Although the leather trousers that I changed the ruler without authorization looked good, they were far less cold-resistant than the one I used to be. I felt a little ridiculed by myself and finally cheated myself.

"Jia, why do you suddenly want to learn that?" Kuz said, leaning over and flipping through my wolf bone buttons, looking very curious, and seemed to want to smell it. I pushed his fleshy head away without hesitation. He said to me with a smile: "You have the smell of a woman on you. I think, oh, it should be the female magician, you must have hugged her."

"Please! Don't talk nonsense. Sister Guoguo carried me into the tent because of the hail yesterday." I had no choice but to explain, otherwise Kuz would definitely tell Uncle Fred as a joke, and then I found that it seemed that everyone in the caravan knew about it overnight. After this boring rain, the caravan lacked easy topics for conversation, and a trace of wind would be depicted in various versions. I quickly changed the topic and asked Kuz: "Do you know about the inscription master?"

I don't know what the Orc Inscription Master said, this is a sentence in imperial language.

But Kuz nodded for granted and said to me in the orcs: "We orcs call the 'inscriber' the 'weaver'."

I learned Kuz's strange pronunciation. He used his sharp nails to pull off the decorative wolf bone button on the hem of his clothes while I was not paying attention. He moved very quickly, but I could feel his movements strangely. Although my eyes didn't keep up, I clearly felt that he pulled it off with his left hand claws. I pulled his open fur coat and didn't say anything when I looked at him.

Kuz smiled and hurriedly stretched out his palm in front of me, returned the wolf bone button to me, and said to me like a puppy wagging his tail, "Jia, your hands are so clever. Make some for me."
Chapter completed!