In the blink of an eye, time has arrived in October, and the day has become shorter and shorter since the first ray of cold wind blew.

Although it was just past six o'clock, the dim light had slowly faded from the horizon, replaced by a ripple-like light rising high in the sky.

The gauze-like glow gently caressed the moon and the surrounding cradle-like stars.

The students of Kamal Taj also ended the day's training, either going to the cafeteria to eat, or leaving Kamal Taj in groups of three or two, choosing to have dinner outside.

Tony, on the other hand, held an apple for dinner in one hand and carried several heavy books to the library.

During the time he spent at Kamal Taj, his life was quite fulfilling, and his work and rest became quite regular.

Apart from daily training, he spends most of his time learning Sanskrit and reading ancient books in the library.

Although he still cannot fully cast any spell so far, his theoretical knowledge has already far exceeded that of others.

Nowadays, in terms of theoretical knowledge, there are only three people left in the entire Karma Taj who can discuss with him and answer his questions.

After rejecting the librarian's outstretched hands and instead carefully placing the book on the table, Tony slowly pushed it towards the taciturn librarian. Although he knew he would not get any reply, he still couldn't bear it.

Zhu complained:

"Did you know that many libraries have now imported books into databases so that people can read them through electronic devices?

I know the mage library is a bit mysterious, but maybe you can better preserve these documents through electronic entry to avoid damage or missing pages, resulting in the loss of key documents?"

After speaking, Tony deliberately tapped his fingers twice on a black ancient book he returned.

The appearance of the black ancient book has gone beyond the ancient category. Due to the aging of the parchment, every page in the book has cracks.

Although it is probably protected by magic, its effectiveness is no longer able to prevent the books from continuing to age and inevitably be damaged.

In addition, there are still people borrowing this book, which makes it even more difficult to preserve.

The librarian just lightly inspected the books returned by Tony and classified them one by one, responding with silence as always.

Tony, who had long been accustomed to it, did not expect the other party's response. He continued to complain while selecting the books to borrow next time:

"And you really should create something like an electronic catalog. It's difficult to study systematically with only these ambiguous book titles..."

"So every student of Karma Taj must follow the instructions of the instructor or librarian to choose the books to read, rather than choosing by themselves..."

The sudden response made Tony's shoulders tremble.

Without turning around, he knew that the soft female voice must come from Master Gu Yi.

When he turned around, he saw the librarian bending down and saluting the Supreme Mage.

After nodding in return, the Ancient One Master picked up the books that Tony had just returned.

"The universe is newly compiled...the Supreme Code and the Key of Solomon. Your reading seems to be very exciting."

Tony raised his index finger and raised his eyebrows.

"That's what I'm talking about. Maybe you should create an e-book library to properly classify these books. Otherwise, I would have to consult our 'Mr. Quiet' first about the content of each book."

Facing Tony's endless complaints, Master Ancient One listened quietly, and then left the library with Tony.

Since her conversation with Master Ancient One a few days ago, her attitude towards Tony has changed dramatically.

In recent times, Master Gu Yi will summon Tony after almost every day's class for private teaching, and he will often watch Tony's training process in person.

And there are countless conversations like this today.

As a student who couldn't even cast the most basic spells, Master Gu Yi gave him too much attention, and anyone can easily realize this.

Tony discovered this himself. Although he didn't understand the reason, for a person who was immersed in a new field and thirsted for all the knowledge in it, he naturally chose to accept Master Gu Yi's kindness without any consideration.

When passing by the temple, Master Gu Yi indeed extended an invitation.

"Would you like some tea?"

Tony did not need to answer, and followed Master Gu Yi directly into the temple.

He never misses an opportunity to learn from the masters.

Sitting around the square table in the temple again, Tony sipped the mellow tea in the wooden cup, but did not rush to ask questions.

He looked up at the surge of aurora in the night sky and carefully thought about the questions he should ask.

Master Gu Yi quietly arranged the tea sets, and the fire in the temple gave them a flickering amber color.

"I still don't understand..."

After being silent for a long time, Tony sighed and couldn't help but ask the question that he had asked countless times and had no value in his own opinion.

This question has been following and tormenting him since he stepped into Kama Taj, and his pride was completely defeated by this question.

Even if he knew that the answer would not change, he would always ask again subconsciously.

"Although every move I made was almost perfect, in the end I just stupidly drew one pattern after another in the air. If I hadn't been in Kama Taj, someone would have thrown me a few dollars."<

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On the other side of the table, Master Gu Yi still had that calm expression.

Whether it is her, Mordo or Casillas, they have long been accustomed to Tony's style of asking questions as if they were mocking or complaining.

She put the tea cup in front of her calmly, stared at Tony, and thought silently.

Although Tony has asked this question countless times, every time she will seriously think about how to answer him in a way that Tony can understand.

Tony didn't urge him, he just waited for another answer that was not helpful to him.

It's just that this time his wait was extra long, and what surprised him even more was that this time he actually saw a trace of hesitation on Master Gu Yi's face.

After a fleeting hesitation, she turned her right hand slightly, and saw a wisp of white breath exhaled from Tony's mouth being gathered in her hand by the Ancient Master.

"Tony, can you feel your breathing?"

Tony nodded helplessly, realizing that Master Ancient One was about to start his mysterious explanation again.

However, he did not interrupt Master Gu Yi. At least he could have a good sleep tonight after being baptized by those Zen-like and ambiguous words.

The ancient mage seemed to have guessed what Tony was thinking. He shook his head with a wry smile, and then let the white mist from Tony's body float in his hand.

"The air you breathe in is not created in your body,"

Master Gu Yi said softly, and the mist in her hand began to flow in her palm as if it had life.

"You bring the air in and let it keep you alive. Your body uses it when it needs it and releases it when you exhale.

The air never belongs to you, but you are just its container.

You inhale and exhale, and you are the channel through which the air flows."

Tony frowned and looked at the mist flying around Master Ancient One's palm. He realized that Master Ancient One's explanation this time was different from the past...

"Tony, you probably don't realize that you don't need talent to use magic. You are born with this ability.

But if you regard magic as an external resistance, you must give up this idea.

Magic doesn't need to be controlled or tamed, it just needs... to let nature take its course, or should I say... a gentle push.

I've seen you practice, and when you plan to use magic, what you want is to transform it according to your own will. What you want is control."

As he spoke, Master Guyi's palms turned slightly, as if he were rubbing something, and the breath that Tony exhaled surged again, and a slight chirping sound gradually sounded in the breath, and the tone was continuous and harmonious.

The mist coiled around her fingertips slowly gathered together, gradually forming a sphere.

"You don't have to make magic happen..."

The hesitation on Master Gu Yi's face became more obvious. She seemed to be considering whether to stop here, but there was no pause in her teaching.

"Magic already exists. You don't have to capture it and then control it according to your own will.

The spells and gestures we use when releasing magic are not commands, but a kind of encouragement. We guide the magic to flow along the path we want, and ultimately form the shield and sword we need.

Therefore, even if you have disabled hands or even no arms, you can still complete the release of magic. Obsessing with the accuracy of gestures and spells will only make you go further and further down the wrong path."

Several strands of mist snaked out from the sphere gathered by the ancient mage, like a wriggling life, boiling and wrapping around her pale hands.

The Ancient Master also raised his head and stared at Tony, their eyes intersecting at this moment.

The light of the fire cast a shadow over Master Gu Yi, and only her solemn eyes were clearly visible.

As if he had made up his mind, Master Gu Yi's already passionate gaze became even more intense as he passed through the trembling heat above the boiling tea.

Her voice was as illusory and dim as a dream, as if it came from another distant time and space.

"Magic longs to be used..."

The sentence composed of just a few words seemed to contain huge weight. Tony's breath trembled. He stared closely at the eyes of the ancient master, seeming to be vaguely aware of the secret and huge meaning contained in these words.

Information.

And Master Gu Yi continued to whisper in a low voice with a certain relief that revealed a heavy secret:

"When you realize the truth about magic and what it craves, the difficulty is not how to start controlling magic, but knowing when enough is enough..."

The ancient mage opened his palm and gently pushed the ball of energy towards Tony.

Tony, with a heavy heart, stretched out his hand towards the breath that belonged to him. However, as soon as his fingers touched the surface of the sphere, the breath gathered by magic quickly dissipated.

The mist gradually thinned and became invisible.
To be continued...