Chapter 12: Mark of Magic

When Morin woke up from meditation, it was not time to train the next day. His wounds and exhaustion had disappeared without a trace. For Morin now, the only thing that made him uncomfortable was: Hungry!
In this underground world, Morin can't tell the change of time, but their training is still in accordance with the normal time law.
That is, they train during the day and rest at night.
"Ghost Face" and "Bear Head" respectively manage the morning and afternoon training of the two-tier training ground.
When the "bear head" is training on the lowermost training ground, the "grimace" will come to the upper level, and in the afternoon they will swap the ground for training.
This time it was "grimace" to open the iron gate of Mo Lin, which made Mo Lin relieved.
Because under such a hungry situation, if I had to carry out "bear head" training again, Morin estimated that he would not survive anyway.
The training of "The Cone of Blood" continued as usual, and Mo Lin still remembered the words of "Grimace". After several attempts, he could gradually feel the center of gravity.
After sensing the center of gravity, Morin began to train the coordination and coordination of muscle and center of gravity. At present, although he hasn't done this well, just like the lost man saw the road sign, he knows where he is heading.
"Grimace" looked at Morin's actions. Although he couldn't see the change in his expression, the green eyes flashed constantly.
Soon it was the noon break, the "grimace" left, and the children gathered for dinner.
"Your five lucks are so good," said a child of the original level. "I heard "Grimace" guiding you yesterday, which is even rarer than men having children."
"Does he really never coach people?" Moline asked curiously.
"Of course, I have mixed up a few waves of people at this level. I have never seen him guide anyone." Another child said.
He heard this and meditated: "Did he just say that to everyone in order to guide me?" Although Mo Lin knew that he was a little arrogant, but he thought of the kind of healing medicine given to him by "Grimace". It seems to make sense to do such a thing.
"Ah! If the "grimace" is so good to me, how will my plan be implemented?" Morin thought angrily.
In his heart, he was really struggling with pain and contradiction.
This is necessary to escape from here, and the only way Moline thinks about it, "grimace" is the most critical link.
"Don't think about this for the first time, it is still the most important thing to improve your strength. Without strength, everything is delusional." Morin muttered to himself, and his heart settled down.
In the afternoon of "Bear's Head" training time, Morin had no time for confusion.
He put on iron clothes and iron leggings habitually, with a weight on his body, and started to run again.
Although Mo Lin still failed to complete the task on this day, he could obviously feel the increase of his own strength.
Therefore, after this training, he was able to receive half a meal.
After dinner, Morin was still dragging himself back to the stone house with exhaustion and pain. After finishing the bottle of healing medicine, he started meditation training again.
Since then, Moline has been repeating this training life, but it will be more difficult at intervals.
As the training continues, the "bear head" communique has been difficult to carry on.
After discovering that Moline's strength and endurance are increasing, he continues to add additional training to Moline.
At first, Mo Lin really suffered a lot from these additional trainings, but it didn't take long for Mo Lin to easily complete those additional trainings.
"Bearhead" dared not add training intensity to Moline anymore, because he was surprised to find that Moline was definitely a weirdo among the weirdos.
He was like that piece of ore of excellent quality, the more he experienced the burning of the fire and the hammering, the more he became strong and shining.
"Bear Head" felt that he had inadvertently helped Mo Lin complete the forging and thrashing hardening, which was contrary to his original intention to torture Mo Lin.
For a person like Mo Lin, he can only express helplessness, and temporarily gave up his "special preferential treatment", and treated him equally in training.
Although "Bear Head" gave up the torture of Mo Lin, Mo Lin did not give up. He still does extra training every day.
The original training goal was to add six iron bars to the upper body iron clothing, but Morin would have to increase to eight; the lower body leggings would have to be increased to four each, but Mo Lin would have to increase to five.
Normally it takes 20 laps to complete the task, but Mo Lin has to run 30 laps.
Later, in various trainings such as stone grinding and freehand climbing, Morin treated himself like this.
So of these fifteen children, fourteen wanted to scold Moline as a lunatic.
Under the same environmental conditions, people can tolerate your incompetence, but they cannot tolerate your excellence. Even if something like eating cow dung, if you eat better than him, he will curse you jealously.
Morin's heart would not rest in this dark underground, so he didn't need to make any excuses for himself, just let them curse.
In the "bear head", Mo Lin works so hard, especially in the training of "grimace".
auzw.com In that "pointed land", Morin ran from the original cautiously to the present.
He was like a dancer on the pointed cone, fluttering, his movements were smooth and beautiful. The pace of his feet is flexible and firm. He can not move like a mountain, or he can move like a wind.
Soon, Morin was promoted to the training of the original ten children.
"Dance Wudaolin" is a square matrix of several sharp blades hanging down.
The blade is extremely sharp, and there are only more children dying on it than the "pointed blood", but Morin is like a door, and the door is the same.
The performance in the "Dance Dance Blade Forest" soon overwhelmed everyone. He traveled through the forest of knives until it seemed as if he was walking in the woods in the early morning.
Although Morin made rapid progress in these two trainings that people can see, his unknown magical training has fallen into a state of stagnation after a period of progress.
At first, under the squeeze of constant strength training, Mo Lin made a self-improvement of his muscles during meditation.
This transformation continued slowly until one day, Morin made a new discovery.
Originally, after practicing a period of magic, Morin felt that he could use both hands to release the magic stored in his belly, but he could not see any change in his hands.
But one day, Morin suddenly realized that his body could also release a little magic. Moline did not know what this meant to him, nor did it know whether it was normal.
Despite such changes in his body, one thing still distressed Moline. That is, no matter how hard Molin tried to meditate, he could not feel the amount of abdominal magic increased.
It feels like you have poured a glass of water and it is already full, so you cannot fill another drop of water.
For this, Morin repeatedly read the flashing text, and finally his consciousness rested on the magic circle and the materials needed to upgrade the eye of Esfken.
The magic circle Morin didn't understand at all. As for the required materials, Morin had some concepts.
The materials required to upgrade the eye of the first-level Asphoken are a total of 36 things called the first-level magic crystal core. Among them, there are 12 magic crystal nuclei in the fire, ice and arc.
"Isn't the reason why the magic power can't be increased because the eye of Esfken hasn't been upgraded?" Morin said to himself, "It seems that to uncover this mystery will not be solved until I leave here."
Now it is no longer meaningful to practice magic power, but Morin still meditates during his break. He doesn't know the use of this kind of effort, but as long as he works hard, there is more progress than staying alone.
It's just that Morin doesn't yet know how this progress will affect him in the future.
On this day, when he was resting, he was thinking about the plan that he had simulated thousands of times in his brain.
"Really, the "grimace" is used no matter what, but how do I do it? How can I have such a chance?" Morin thought.
He climbed out of the bed again and took out the bottle of healing medicine under the bed that had made it almost the same.
This bottle of medicine solved a lot of pain for him, and Morin held it, and his mind began to contradict again.
But when he was so focused, something happened that he didn't care about.
His hand holding the pill bottle suddenly exuded some magic, and the magic actually attached to the pill bottle, but Morin didn't notice it.
After only thinking about it, Morin put it back in the bottle, and he had nothing to do.
"Continue to meditate, maybe I didn't work hard enough to improve the magic." Morin thought, then he sat on the bed and meditated again.
As soon as he entered a state of meditation, he found something strange. A blue-violet light flickered under his bed in his mind, and Mo-lin did not respond for a moment.
Morin thought this was strange, so he meditated while thinking about what was going on.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed through Morin's head, exclaiming: "Is that the medicine bottle?"
Thinking of this, Mo Lin immediately got out of bed to check the medicine bottle. After looking at the position of the medicine bottle, Mo Lin closed his eyes to perceive its existence.
Sure enough, a blue-violet spot like a palm shone in the position of the vial.
Morin opened his eyes, his heart was beating violently, and the key link of his plan seemed to be solved in a flash.
"I have to give it a try again to make sure this is really feasible." Morin said to himself. While Morin reached out and patted the wall, he went to feel it again, but this time he felt nothing.
Morin thought about the key to it, and he slapped the wall slowly again, this time casting some magic in his palm.
He felt it again, and the palm-like blue-violet spot really appeared on the wall. Morin showed a knowing smile. He called this mark he could perceive a magic mark.
It seemed that all problems were solved, and Mo Lin lay down and soon fell asleep.
In the dream, Moline dreamed of Isabel for the first time, and that piece of light lit up again in Moline's heart, which had been repressed and helpless.
In a stage where there is no hope but to work hard, Moline dares not think about Isabel at all. This time, he can finally hug and kiss her in his dream
When Morin was awakened by the sound of opening the door, he felt his pants were wet and cold. He covered the wet stains with his hands. I was really afraid that someone would say that he was so big that he still peeed his pants.
In this underground world, Mo Lin does not know how many years have passed, but in fact Mo Lin is now over twelve years old, and now he turns thirteen years old.