Silent Crown Chapter 68: It’s really strong!

　　 Bai Xi stared blankly at the halo of Ye Qingxuan's fingertips. Through the raised halo, she could see the boy's dark pupils, with a pleasant smile in his dark pupils.

　　 "It's done?" Charles whispered.

　　 "It took you three days to make a circle?"

　　 Bai Xi reached out and poked the halo in Ye Qingxuan's hand. The halo shattered, as if its structure had been distorted by external forces.

　　 But when the fingers left, the twisted structure returned to its original position like a spring, and returned to its original shape again.

　　 The light remains as usual.

　　Charle nodded, "Although the shape is strange, the structure is very stable. It takes a long time to practice just to reach this level."

　　 Although when reading according to the correct syllable, the standard effect that appears should be a balanced and smooth ball of light. But at least under Ye Qingxuan's control, the structure of the ether has been qualitatively improved, and it is no longer like it was piled up in disorder before.

　　 "Forget it, it is very hard for you to reach this level in two days."

　　Bai Xi sighed: "In the future, you remember to say it when you go to retreat. It's in the clouds and mist. I don't know if you are determined to grab the cult bank."

　　 "Don't worry."

　　 Ye Qingxuan slowly raised his finger: "This is just the beginning..."

　　 said, he took a breath.

　　 Following the boy's breath, the weak wind passed through the halo, and then hit an invisible barrier, returning without success.

　　 The breeze seems to have blown away the dust covering it, making it truly revealing-it is an extremely thin film, which is tightly stretched on the halo, as if it will shatter with a slight touch. Falling apart.

　　 can be in Ye Qingxuan's breath, but it slowly bulged.

　　 is like blowing a huge soap bubble, Ye Qingxuan increased the intensity of blowing with unparalleled caution and patience. As a result, bubbles slowly emerged in the halo of the young man's fingertips.

　　 Until the end, with a slight shock, a perfect sphere like a bubble jumped out of the halo and floated in the air.

　　 Bai Xi was stunned.

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　　 In the breeze outside the window, the slim "bubble" slowly drifted towards the girl.

　　 It reflects the surrounding sunlight and colors, and the translucent bubble reflects the magnificent shimmer, like the reflection of another world. Bai Xi could see through its thin surface and see Ye Qingxuan's cheeks.

　　 seemed to notice the error and surprise in her pupils, and the boy smiled.

　　 "What is this?"

　　 Bai Xi carefully stretched out his hand to hold it, but was afraid that it would be punctured by himself. When the ‘blister’ floated forward, she moved backward, fearing that this delicate and magnificent creation would be destroyed in her hands.

　　 Charles stretched out his hand to support it, and the ‘blister’ that would cause ripples even if touched lightly, floated an inch above his finger, slowly spinning.

　　 This is another homophonic technique, so wonderful.

　　 Charles stared at the blisters in his fingertips intently, as if seeing something unexpected, his eyes were surprised.

　　"——One of the variants of Rune·Light, the favorite effect of the illusion school: ‘bubble’. It has fully reached the level of application.

　　 can make ‘bubble’, chanting of ‘light’ and other 23 application methods, you should have mastered them? "

　　 "The others are fairly simple, only this one. I tried it many times."

　　 Ye Qingxuan rubbed his stomach, and sighed in fear: "I originally wanted to get an old Fei shape out, but the accuracy requirements were too high. It was only halfway through that I found out that I was physically exhausted and almost starved to death. That feeling is really tragic..."

　　"Three days, with notes and 23 application methods? Three days ago, you were still a piece of waste wood that had not interacted with the ether at all... How did you do it?"

　　 "A stupid way anyone can think of."

　　 Ye Qingxuan pointed to the manuscript paper on the table and laughed softly:

　　"——work hard."

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　　" In the final analysis, the musician controls the ether by chanting. The ether converges from a discrete state to form different rune structures. Different structures will bring different effects.

　　 Although the principle is very complicated, since the correct syllables are used to communicate, the correct results can be obtained: then I only need to pronounce the correct syllables. "

　　 Ye Qingxuan said: "As you can see, I don’t have the inspiration of genius, and I don’t have the so-called ‘feel’.

　　 So, when I chant, the syllables cannot be corrected at any time according to the external environment and the reaction of the ether. The result is half the effort and the effect is weak, right? "

　　 "That's right." Charles nodded: "How did you solve it?"

　　 "It's easy."

　　 Ye Qingxuan snapped his fingers: "As long as I count the external interference in advance, this is not a problem at all."

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　　 In the silence, the young man smiled and unfolded his manuscript, looking at the densely packed handwriting on it: "What I do a lot is just to find the correct syllables from different records.

　　In the current theory, the correction to the vocalization mainly comes from the ‘sensation’ of each person’s soul to the great source, so as to adjust their own heart sounds to play the runes. However, "Ten Basic Questions of Summoning" mentioned that there is a non-mainstream ‘behavior school’ that does not recognize the existence of the soul. They only believe in the stimulus-feedback mechanism. This is true for Eudemons, and Eudemons are composed of ether, so for ether, there are naturally fixed programs that can stimulate their reactions. "

　　 There was a long silence.

　　 After a long time, Shire finally digested Ye Qingxuan’s meaning: "You mean, you record all the chants of light in the books, the etheric environment at that time, the timbre characteristics and audio Harmony pitch, as well as the law of syllable changes, are all "exhausted"?"

　　 "That's right." Ye Qingxuan nodded.

　　 "All?" Charles felt that he had hallucinations.

　　 "All." Ye Qingxuan nodded.

　　 Charles tremblingly asked: "Did you do this in these three days?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan thought for a while, and shook his head: "It took a day to sort out the information, and it took a long time to find the pattern of syllable changes, but the time spent memorizing it was the shortest."

　　He paused and added:

　　"Not many, there are more than six hundred kinds.

　　 deducted more than 200 kinds of uncommon situations, as long as you remember the rest, there is no problem. Although the changes are complex, as long as you master the laws, it is not difficult. "

　　"……"

　　 In silence, Charles looked at the boy with a complex look in his eyes like schizophrenia. The left eye is looking at a fool, the right eye is looking at a monster:

　　 "Unexpectedly... you **** really used'Runes' well!"

　　 Ye Qingxuan smiled: "If'use strong' is useful, I don't mind."

　　 Charles sighed up to the sky: "Other people go over the mountains, do they find paths based on their experience. But how could I run into your pervert that intends to flatten the entire mountain?"

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　　"The Royal Conservatory of Music is divided into more than a dozen departments, most of which are professional departments that are derived from the refinement of their own factions in the four major branches.

　　 Including our music history department, which was originally a branch of the School of Enlightenment.

　　 Later, because the content overlapped too much with other departments, and the teachers were all gone, it was basically in a state of being abolished. "

　　 Abraham was taken aback, "But at that time I just came to the college, and the principal saw that I was not good at other things, so he asked me to take charge of it. But there have not been many students... You have seen that in the past few years. , Just the two of you."

　　 Mentioned this, his expression was a bit bitter: "Because I am not very good at teaching students, and everyone is not interested in this research-based subject, it has not been very popular. In a few years, this department will probably be No longer exists."

　　 "Teacher, don't worry, isn't there still a genius like me?"

　　 Charles comforted him: "When I solve the problem at hand, we will come when our music history department has become famous!"

　　 "Naughty, a subject is a serious theory that can only be supported by the hard work and effort of many people. What does it mean to rely on you to be the limelight?"

　　 Abraham knocked him on the head and turned back to continue to teach Ye Qingxuan:

　　 "What do you think?"

　　"The basic principles of ancient characters, the evolution and source exploration of major language families, the history of the dark age..." Ye Qingxuan's expression was puzzled: "Why should we learn this?"

　　"Because this is our professional class, my friend."

　　Charles said quietly: "The Department of Music History is good at the interpretation of ancient classics and musical score runes. It trains scholars and archaeological experts among musicians."

　　"Wouldn't it be impossible to fight at all?"

　　Char patted him on the shoulder: "Look at it, Junior Brother. We are different from the group of barbarians who only know about destruction in the Change Academy. At least scholars don't have to go to the battlefield, right?"

　　"In fact, apart from professional courses, here is no different from other majors. And in the score, we also have our own unique field."

　　 Abraham said: "Ancient languages ​​and runes have something in common. You are so talented in rune interpretation and data analysis. It seems that this profession is very suitable for you."

　　 Ye Qingxuan's expression can't be read: "Teacher, although you say that, I am very happy...but I still think that the future of archaeology is very bleak."

　　 "How about you look at this thing first?"

　　Speaking, Abraham put a note in front of the boy: "This is the note from Shire when he started. I think you will like the contents."

　　 "Huh?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan opened the note, read two pages, and was stunned.

　　 It can be seen that there are Shire’s notes, and the contents are interpretations of ancient languages ​​unearthed in the ruins. Ye Qingxuan had never touched these things, but he felt inexplicably familiar.

　　 Until the end, when he saw the argumentation part, he felt an electric light flashing through his brain.

　　The theories and laws used in the interpretation of ancient characters in this notebook are exactly the same as the method I used when exhausting rune changes and summarizing syllables!

　　 Even the completeness of its structure and direction is far beyond what I can think of. Just a first glance, comparing himself with himself, made him discover many misunderstandings that he had fallen into when he was driving behind closed doors in the basement.

　　Although it is only an academic theory and does not contain any application direction, this kind of almost critical direction almost makes the hair of a teenager stand up.

　　 Compared with the method in the notes, the exhaustive method he was proud of so far is like a sieve.

　　If the above theory is true, then he can save more than 70% of the effort and time spent studying runes and syllable changes.

　　 at least 70%!

　　"What is this...?"

　　 He raised his head in astonishment, and saw Abraham's mouth with a smile. He had never seen such a proud look on the face of this dull and dull teacher.

　　" As I said, the music history department is best at the interpretation of ancient history and documents. Music scores are also one of the documents. Most of today's music scores and techniques are unearthed from ancient ruins.

　　No one can compare to us in the interpretation of music scores and runes. "

　　 "But, why have I never seen this method in textbooks?"

　　 Ye Qingxuan was dumbfounded.

　　 "This one."

　　 Abraham was a little embarrassed: "Because Charles complained that the previous textbooks were too ugly to understand, I summarized some new methods based on my own research.

　　 But later this guy stopped learning, so no one could let me teach. Do you want..."

　　 "I learn! I learn!"

　　 The boy was almost hugging the teacher, his eyes flashed: "Teacher, teach me! How about starting with the rune part? When summarizing the syllable changes of'light', I have a few here On the question of'deformation'......"

　　"Uh, cough cough, you come down first."

　　 Abraham finally took the over-excited Ye Qingxuan off his body: "I still need to organize some things from scratch to make teaching materials. How about class tomorrow morning?

　　 You still have five days. If you only learn by rote, you have a great chance of passing the test. "

　　 Ye Qingxuan finally calmed down, but still holding a note in his hand and refused to let go. The whole person was in ecstasy: "Hey hey, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain!"

　　 "Is this an oriental proverb?"

　　 Abraham nodded, and sighed in a low voice: "I remember an Eastern teacher in the college used to say the same."

　　 "Teacher Dongfang?"

　　In an instant, Ye Qingxuan woke up from a smirk, he finally remembered what the wolf flute said to him, and his eyes lit up: "Who?"

　　 "That was more than ten years ago. You asked me that suddenly, and I can't remember it."

Teacher 　　 frowned slightly: "It seems that it was more than ten years ago, or a few years ago? I remember that there was a professor from the School of Mind from the East in the college. He seems to be called... is called...

　　The more he remembered, his expression began to be at a loss: "No, he seems to be a Burgundian? Is it because I remembered it? But why do I remember that I was at his wedding?"

　　 Thinking of this~IndoMTL.com~ He shook his head: "Sure enough, I can't remember it. Is it because I am getting older?"

　　"……"

　　 Ye Qingxuan was silent for a while, not knowing what to say.

　　Suddenly, he realized that everyone seemed to have forgotten his father.

　　 Abraham has lost his memory. If the people at the school remember him, it would be impossible for them to recognize themselves as similar to him. Even Wolfflute, who dropped out of school, couldn't remember what he was talking about.

　　 In this academy, everyone’s memories of Eastern musician Ye Lanzhou disappeared. It's like he has never existed in this world.

Who did 　　? other people? Or... Father himself?

　　Musicians of the Mind Image Department are best at transforming and manipulating other people’s memories. With his ability to exceed the seventh stage·scepter level, some traces can be erased even without movement.

　　 could not even use the ‘hint’, it would wash away the memory of so many musicians, and even leave an unrecognizable seal on the notes of the wolf flute.

　　, this level is too shocking to the world.

　　With this level of ability, who would go to the evil **** of natural disasters?

　　Although Ye Qingxuan didn't believe in the so-called guilt from beginning to end, but in the end...what happened?

　　He was caught in contradictory thinking, and he couldn't sort out the fog no matter what.