There was a library in Long Yitian's head, and he was still a little surprised when he heard Philip's spell. The spell was not something else, but a spiritual advanced spell. Long Yitian had seen it in the information in the library secret room, and its name was spiritual puppet.

The spiritual system is a relatively special type of magic, not everyone can master it. The spiritual system magic itself does not have many attack methods, but it can cause many abnormal states to the opponent, such as loss of mind, illusion, chaos, etc. What Philip is now using is a kind of hypnosis magic. As long as the opponent's mental power is not as high as the caster, he will be hypnotized by this magic, and no matter what others ask, they will answer truthfully. What's more excessive is that in this state, people's memory will be tapped out to their maximum potential, and some things that they will not remember when they are awake will be vivid in their minds.

Long Yitian also studied spiritual magic and found that this is not much different from some of the methods used to control the mind in the Demon Sect. They all suppress the other party's soul and then achieve their own goals. Even Annabel's "Yulang Tianyin" practiced by him will have such functions to a certain extent. There are many ways to deal with these methods, the simplest one is such as "The Mantra of Qingxin".

Long Yitian was still afraid that the Qingxin Curse would not be enough to resist the spiritual puppet, so he took out the chalcedony crystal from the Qiankun bag and held it in the palm of his hand.

At this time, Coria threw Long Yitian's space ring on a large table, and saw things full of rings sprinkled everywhere. Coria stepped forward and picked up Long Yitian's magic notes first, and then said to the others: "Look carefully for me to see if there is anything that is eye-catching." Then she held the magic notes and started reading them.

Long Yitian cried out in his heart. He had already put the messy things in the Qiankun bag. On the one hand, the space of the space ring was too small, and on the other hand, he was not very relieved about the ring that threw all the things out as soon as he left the human body. As for the herb information copied from the elves in the magic notes, he also transferred it to the Golden Light Pawn early in the morning. However, the price of this thing is not low, and he didn't want to buy it again, so he took the things inside to use them for the inconvenient fashion appearance.

After a period of preparation, Philip's magic was also completed. He pointed his magic wand and a black light shot towards Long Yitian's forehead, and it instantly disappeared. At the same time, Long Yitian felt his consciousness oscillate violently. Fortunately, the Qingxin Mantra maintained its last consciousness, and a cool breath came from the chalcedony crystal in his hand, and the oscillating consciousness quickly calmed down.

"Your Highness, my magic is completed." Philip's voice was a little weak. It seemed that this magic also consumed a lot of his magic power.

"Oh, are you sure he's now magical?" Coria asked, coming over.

Philip sneered and said, "Don't worry, Your Highness, according to Dean Hammer's observation of him, he only has the strength of a high-level magician on the surface, but in fact he has the cultivation of a great magician. However, even if he is a magician, I am sure to control it. Besides, he is still in a coma, so magic will never fail! If you don't believe him, you can ask him a few questions."

Coria might have a little disgusted with Philip, and after getting his answer, he ignored him, but said to a person next to him: "Wake him up, I want to ask him."

Coria turned her head and asked the subordinates who were looking for something on the table, "Have you found anything?"

"When you go back to your highness, you're all here with daily necessities, and you didn't find anything valuable at all. Only this crystal card with more than one million gold coins is of some value, and nothing else is useful."

Coria threw the magic notes in her hand onto the table in annoyed manner.

Long Yitian was also tricked by someone and knew that he should be an idiot at this time. Although he didn't know what symptoms would be after taking this magic, he still knew a little about the symptoms after being hypnotized. For example, his pupils were distracted, his eyes were weak and he had no focus; his facial expressions were dull, he had no emotions; his voice was hollow, his speech was slow, etc.

"Sit up," Coria ordered.

Long Yitian tried to use the force a few times, but he didn't get up.

"Your Highness, if you get hit by this magic, you will be weak all over and you won't be able to sit up." Philip interrupted.

"Of course I know, I'm trying to see if he's been magical!"

Coria was regarded as Xiaobai and felt very unhappy. Long Yitian was secretly complaining about luck. He didn't know that this magic had this effect. He was just doing it, and he was planning to get up after working harder. But now after hearing Philip's words, he tried harder to sit up there, but he kept lying down.

"Okay, lie down and don't move. I'll ask you, what's your name?"

"Long Yitian." The voice was indeed empty. If you heard it in the middle of the night, you might have any thoughts.

Seeing that it was effective, Coria came to his spirit: "Tell me, what is the name of the alchemist who gave you the foundation-building pill, and where is he now?"

"I don't know the name, I'm going to die."

Coria frowned. He probably knew what was going on with "successful death". After thinking for a while, he asked, "Have you ever eaten something like the 'Demon Building Pill', so your magic power is growing so fast?"

"Eat." Long Yitian's voice was still so pale.

"Oh, then do you still have it now?" Coria was very satisfied with the answer. His father's guess was indeed good.

"It's gone."

"Then do you know how many magic-building pills the alchemist has made in total?"

"One."

"One? How is it possible?"

"The experiment of the foundation-building pill became the magic-building pill."

"Hmm? You mean, the magic-building pill was not made by an alchemist, but an accident occurred while experimenting with the foundation-building pill, so your magic power increased so quickly?" Coria was quite dissatisfied with this answer.

"yes."

Coria thought for a while and asked again, "Then why do you have the foundation-building pill? What is the relationship between the alchemist and you?"

"It doesn't matter. I'll help him test it, and he gives me the foundation-building pill."

"What? That's it?" Coria's voice couldn't help but rise octave.

"Then I ask you, what's going on with you and the Elf?"
Chapter completed!