"I understand, the input and output are not comparable. Refining the talented magic pill is the same as the magic scroll, which is not cost-effective." Feleg nodded and said. He didn't know anything else. He knew about magic cores and elemental ores. Most of the adventurers who live in his house every year came for these two things.

It takes luck to get elemental ore while saving your life. The monsters of advanced monsters are even rarer than elemental ore and are almost impossible to get.

Beca was even more surprised by Feleg's ability to say such words, even more surprising than Feleg's jealous magical talent. You know, he is only six years old now, but his thinking is much more mature than his age.

"The other method is even more difficult. When a magician is about to die, most people will use this method, or in other words, it is a magic that can inject his magical talent into other people's bodies. Those who accept it can get one-twentieth of the magic caster's magical talent. Every dying magician will transfer his talent to the most proud disciple. This method can be accepted by the recipient ten times, which is better than using the talented magic pill, but it is even more difficult." Beca said.

It is indeed very difficult. Even if you can accept twenty times of attention, it can only make the recipient reach the level of an ordinary magician, which is absolutely unprofitable. You should know that magicians are very rare. If you exchange for twenty magicians, there is no need to calculate at all.

"Teacher, when you meditated just now, you absorbed thousands of times faster than me. Is your talent a thousand times stronger than me?" When I thought of this question just now, Felleg felt very sad, but he was more confused. At the end of the meditation, the teacher's expression and answer told him that his talent should be very good.

"Haha..." Beca laughed. No matter how mature Felge seemed, he was still just a six-year-old, and sometimes the thoughts were so interesting.

"Of course not. The speed of absorption is determined by the familiarity of magic elements. The more times you meditate, the longer you spend, the stronger your perception of the elements, and the faster you absorb. As long as you meditate more, you will naturally get faster and faster. The most important part of magic talent is fusion. If a person can absorb ten million magic elements in an hour, but in the end, there is only one fusion. No matter how fast you absorb, what's the use?"

Fellig nodded. It turned out that this was just a skilled problem, so it was easy to deal with. I would just meditate more in the future. The feeling of meditation was so wonderful. He would never refuse such training. At the same time, he also relaxed a lot. It seemed that his talent was still very good.

While talking and laughing, Ferge deepened his understanding of the world of magicians and magic little by little. Seeing that the time was almost over, under Beca's leadership, the two began to meditate again.

This time, it took Fligge only five minutes to enter the magical world of meditation. After more than an hour of recovery, the surrounding magic elements had been completely restored, and Fligge even suspected that the surrounding magic elements had become more.

With a teacher by his side, he naturally didn't dare to think about anything else. If he took a step back, these magic elements would be sucked away by the teacher and would not leave anything for himself. This old man usually looks gentle, but when he meditates, he will not be able to take any action at all. He does not care about competing with his children with magic elements.

He devoted himself to the game of grabbing magic elements. Perhaps he had the first experience, or perhaps Fellig had been familiar with magic elements since he was a child. This time it was obviously twice as fast as the first time. When the elements around him became thinner, Fellig had absorbed more than 20,000 magic elements. Unfortunately, only one-tenth of them could be fused. There are still three thousand magic elements in his body. These are not real magic seeds, and the second fusion is even more important.

When the meditation was over, the sky was already bright and the four fires had been completely extinguished. Only wisps of blue smoke floated into the sky through the dense branches and leaves.

Knowing Ferig's achievements made Beca feel deeply moved again. The magic talent was too important. It seemed that he had really picked up a treasure this time. Being Ferig's mentor was enough to make him proud.

Beca was already a high-level magician ten years ago and passed the certification of the Imperial Magic Academy. Therefore, there are four green leaves on his magic robe. This is the symbol of a high-level magician. With the status of a magician in people's hearts, no one dares to pretend to be a magician.

After ten years of travel, continuous meditation every day, fighting wild beasts and monsters, half a year ago, he had been promoted to the level of a junior magician and had no time to go back to the Imperial Magic Academy for certification. However, for a magician, it is not important to authenticate, and his strength will not change due to the logo on the magic robe.

Beca started as a magic apprentice, after fifty years of hard work, he finally became a junior magician. Such grades can only be considered neither good nor bad. He knew very well that his talent was very ordinary, not high or low, and that he could reach the level of today was completely achieved by his own efforts.

Because of his identity as a magician, he became a noble family, making the entire family aristocratic family, but his foundation was too weak, and with the ability of the kingly royal family, it was not enough to provide him with the power to improve his talent. How could the Beca family do it?

Therefore, if you can reach the level of a high-level magician in your life, it will be amazing. It will take continuous efforts and a little luck to make it possible. The level of a magician is the real water division of a magician. There is no need to think about it, let alone the Dharma Saint and Dharma God above the magician. As for the Gods, it is just a legendary thing, and even the Dharma Gods exist in legends. At least in his identity, I have never heard of any empire with a Dharma God.

He does not have such talent and ability, but Ferleg has it. He is only six years old this year, and his talent can reach one tenth. If the second fusion can reach one twenty, Beca will surely become a Dharma Saint or even a Dharma God. Of course, his efforts are more important. No matter how good the talent is, a magician who refuses to endure hardship will not have any good results.

After a simple breakfast and packing up the things, the two continued to go deep into the Demon Realm Forest. They didn't sleep for a night, but twice meditated was obviously better than sleep. Felleg felt that his whole body was full of strength and he walked much faster.

On that day, the two walked twenty kilometers, more than three times faster than the previous day. At noon, they only ate something and meditated for two hours, and their physical strength was fully recovered. It was not until the night was completely gone that Beca decided to rest.

After dinner, Beca said hopefully: "The time is almost over. When you enter a meditation state, you don't need to absorb magic elements and see how many magic seeds there are in your body. You must remember that for a magician, how many magic seeds can be fused is the most important thing."

Fellig nodded and sat cross-legged. In just one minute, he entered a meditation state and checked the changes in the magic elements in his body. It is easy to see the differences in the magic elements in his body. Those silver-white highlights are magic elements that have not yet been merged for the second time, and other golden highlights are the magic seeds mentioned by the teacher.

After counting three times in a row, Ferlig almost cried out. There should be more than 1,000 magic elements after the first fusion, but at this time there were only less than 100, and the others were silver-white magic elements without secondary fusion. Although Ferlig had never learned arithmetic, he easily calculated that only 10,000 magic elements could become seeds in his body. This number was really pitiful.

"How is it, how many?" Beca asked hurriedly, looking at Feleg's face, he was in a bad mood at the same time. It seemed that the situation was not good. The second fusion and the first fusion were much different. This kind of thing was very common. Yesterday, there were only a few or even one magic element left today, which was not a rare thing. If such a thing really happened, it would be too bad.

"Teacher..." Felleg shouted in a crying voice. In his heart, at least seven or eight hundred must be left, and at least five hundred seeds must be fused. Why is there only one hundred? It really disappoints him. It seems that he has no chance of becoming a magician.

"How much?" Beca asked with a pale face, feeling indescribable. He was the one who wrote the magic apprentice contract to Feleg's father, Resno, and it would be impossible to send him back within at least one year. If the Principality of Terran had not made Feleg a magician, it would be borne by the Auckland Empire, the motherland of the Auckland Empire. In that case, it would have a great impact on his reputation. You must know that Beca is just an ordinary magician. At nearly sixty years old, he has just become a magician. Among all the magicians, he can only be considered a medium, but in the Imperial Magic Academy, he has no status.

"Only one hundred..." Felleg's tears flowed out. He no longer remembered when he cried last time. From what he remembered, he had almost never shed tears. He always seemed so lonely, confused, and a little incomprehensible confidence.

"Ah..." Beca sat on the ground, his answer was beyond his expectations. When he heard only two words, his heart was about to jump out. When he heard one hundred, he was so happy that he was about to faint. Although his body was great, he was not young anymore. He really couldn't stand such stimulation several times.
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