Super Saiyan

Chapter 52 The Ancient One
The place where Wrights slept was just an ordinary wooden house, which looked like a single-person apartment, complete with tables, chairs, cabinets, and a small cubicle, which was the bathroom.

Lettus was so hungry that he quickly put on his shoes, opened the door, and walked out.

It was dark yesterday, so he didn't look carefully, but today it was really shocking.

Outside the door, it was like entering another era.

The four seasons are clearly visible, and birds, beasts and insects are constantly singing. From time to time, practitioners wearing robes and holding books talk and walk by, or pull out a string of golden sparks between the opening and closing of palms.

The ancient buildings here are filled with styles of a large number of different eras and cultures.

There is a majestic Tibetan wind palace here, which is majestic and majestic.

There are ancient Huaxia buildings covered with glazed tiles, four-corner cornices, regular layout, staggered pavilions, and elegant simplicity.

There is also a garden, with pavilions, pavilions, pools and waterside pavilions, reflected in the green pines and cypresses; rockery and strange rocks, flower beds, bonsai, vines and green bamboos are dotted among them.

There are some Athenian-style buildings and castles in the distance, too far away to be seen clearly.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

An old man wearing a medieval robe appeared beside Leites at some point, staring quietly like him.

"That's right, it's really beautiful." Wright murmured hazyly, with a dazzling brilliance in his eyes.

"Please come with me, Mr. Wrights, the Supreme Being is waiting for you."

Lettus opened his mouth a little shyly.

"Can I have a meal first?"

Hearing this, the old man's eyes were round and his expression was disbelieving.

"Cuckoo~"

The stomach protested restlessly, and the Saiyan scratched his crab head in embarrassment.

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"Bang dang, bang dang."

The dinner plates were stacked high, and the mage apprentice in charge of the cafeteria stared dumbfoundedly at Lettus pouring things into his mouth one by one.

As if there was no need to chew at all, the food was sucked into Leitus's mouth like a bottomless pit, until he ate everyone's breakfast.

The boy wiped his mouth and patted his unmoving belly.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous, I finally survived~"

The mage apprentice watched the devil go away, wanting to cry but not crying.

Ruined!It's time for dinner soon, what to give to other mages!Everyone drink northwest wind!

"Woooooooo..."

The sorcerer's apprentice, who had a premonition of his misery, suddenly burst into tears.

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The maple leaves fluttered and fell into the pool with a slight chill, causing ripples.

The fish in the water, attracted by the noise, tailed under the maple leaves, as if avoiding the eyes cast on the water.

Following the guidance of the old man, Leiters stepped on the wooden stakes that were driven into the bottom of the pool one by one. At the end of the wooden stakes was a unique small pavilion.

The pavilion is of stone and wood structure, covered with green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings, with angled cornices and two-story appearance, simple and solemn.

Stepping on the ground of the pavilion, Leites finally saw the purpose of this trip.

There is a stone table and two stone chairs in the small pavilion.

On the stone chair, an old man with white beard and hair is resting with his eyes closed.

His face was ordinary, with wrinkles crawling up the corners of his brows and forehead, leaving deep ravines.

His figure is not tall, and his thin body is hidden in the loose robe.

He closed his eyes and rested quietly, without moving, as if he was asleep.

But Leites didn't mean to disturb at all.

He stood quietly, not even moving his feet.

This is not only because the seemingly ordinary old man in front of him is the strongest mage who has protected the earth countless times.

And it lies in his silently guarding the integrity and persistence of the world.

The old man must have been very tired in the process of competing with great beings in other dimensions and universes.

That's why he let Doctor Strange inherit the mantle, obviously with his power he can survive for countless years.

Wrights waited quietly, which was a respect for this great old man.

But this wait did not make Wrights wait too long.

Within a few minutes, the old man opened his eyes, and his sleeves brushed across the stone table.

A set of ancient tea sets appeared in front of Wrights.

The old man made a gesture of please sit down and prepared tea, boiled water and equipped utensils on his own.

Although he had never spoken, the leisurely look of the old man made Wrights relax.

He sat opposite to the old man and watched the old man shower the tea set with hot water, then skillfully put tea into the teapot with his fingers together, then pour boiling water into the teapot, tilt the kettle up and down three times until the pot was full point.

Finally, he poured the tea into the sea of ​​tea, and then into the teacup. The old man picked up one cup by himself, and pushed the other cup in front of Wrights.

At this point, the tea is finished.

Looking at the amber-like color in the teacup in front of me, smelling the fragrance of the tea, drinking the thorough tea, and reminiscing about the nature and freehand feeling of the old man when making tea.

Leitusi's spirit suddenly exploded, and he got a kind of spiritual joy in his heart, a kind of spiritual sublimation that is pure and pleasing to the gods, and is a state of integration of heaven, earth and people.

This is an opportunity given to him by the old man, a good fortune, just like when Doctor Strange was 'inspired' by the old man.

Everything in Wrights' eyes is full of different meanings, elves are jumping for joy in the air, as if even stones and rotten wood are breathing, this is life, and everything in the world is full of vitality at this moment.

It's a pity that the wonderful induction didn't last too long, the breathing of all things gradually weakened, and the vivid feeling disappeared in the field of vision.

Leters's expression was full of disappointment, the state of blending into everything and feeling everything really made him intoxicated, as if at that moment, he turned into grass, fish, and clouds in the sky, and everything changed. It's different.

Seeing Leters' expression, the Xeon mage stroked his long beard and nodded in satisfaction.

"Mr. Lettus, what do you see?"

The old man asked, this is a process that every mage apprentice has to go through, smashing the past ideas and building a new world.

In this new world, magic is all truth.

He wanted to see what this being from another universe could see.

"I see the world come alive..."

The old man was a little disappointed, but he felt that it should be taken for granted. This kind of talent can only be said to be average in the group of mages.

Some people can see the sky falling apart, volcanoes and tsunamis, this is the awe of the nature of the earth.

Some people see the alternation of the sun and the moon, and the shifting of the stars, which is the longing for the universe.

Some people are extremely gifted, seeing the changes in the situation, seeing the ancient times and the future, such people may master the magic of time.

There are also people who can see the macro and the micro, see through the dimensions, and see the real great power. Such people are undoubtedly the candidates for the next supreme mage.

It's a pity that the person the old man was waiting for was not yet on stage.

I thought I could see a new world line.

The old man thought so.

"...The stone and the air are breathing, as if they are alive. I can hear the voices of all things in my ears..."

"...It seems to be the incarnation of nature. I am a fish playing in the water, I am a big tree feeling the wind blowing through its branches, I am a bird looking down on the earth..."

As the old mage listened, his mood fluctuated like a water mirror, and his heartbeat became faster.

"...I have seen the life of a fish, the fall of a bird, the penetration of a stone by a drop of water, the sprouting of a dead tree, and the birth and death of all things."

The old man's lips were a little dry, and he wanted to open his mouth, but he didn't know how to do so.

"That's all I saw."

Lettus lowered his eyes, holding the teacup in his hand, the cup was already dry.

He put down the cup unhurriedly, savoring the last aftertaste of that spiritual sublimation.

(End of this chapter)