Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

But this kind of exercise is Wang Xuebin's favorite. Every step is very steady, without any opportunistic tricks, just like a long road.

It was very long, but it was also very flat, without any ups and downs, and everything was a matter of course. He had plenty of time to wait, waiting for himself to reach the end of the road.

Chapter 144 Fear Technique

"Welcome everyone to the magic scene, let's give a round of applause, Magician Morgana, Ke~Rui~Si~!"

"Oh~~~~"

"Wow hoo hoo!"

Amid applause and screams, a blond young man with an immature appearance but an unruly expression came out.

The young man was wearing a black robe with silver stars, a pair of black rubber-soled round-toed leather shoes, three rings on his hands, and all ten fingers painted black.

It looks full of mystery.

"Morgana Magician? Hehe, how dare you choose the name..."

Wang Xuebin sat in the first row, crossing his legs, looking at the young man with interest. Wang Xuebin just recognized that this young man was the villain magician who had appeared in the movie.

The main plot of the movie took place ten years later, and the characters' images had changed a lot. In addition, there was some distortion in the TV, so he didn't recognize it.

It seems that the famous magician in the future has already made his debut.

"Hi everyone, welcome to the Morgana magic scene!"

Chris rolled up his sleeves, holding a palm-sized paper crane in his left hand, and walked to the center of the stage.

"Here, I will show you an unprecedented magical world!"

As soon as the words fell, he drew a subtle arc with his right hand, and with a throw of his left hand, the paper crane turned into a white dove and flew towards the auditorium.

Seeing the white dove flying towards him, Wang Xuebin slightly tested his head and let the dove pass. The dove circled the field for a week and flew back to Chris's hand.

"Wow! Kerui thief!"

"Woohoo! Tits!"

As soon as he raised his head and bowed slightly, there was another sensational applause from the audience!

Chris raised his hand, released the pigeon, looked at the audience and said:

"Next, I want to invite an audience member to complete this performance with me!"

As he said that, he closed his eyes, took out a pinball from his pocket, threw it casually, and it bounced right in front of Wang Xuebin, and he grabbed it.

Chris had a mysterious smile on his lips.

"Sir, can I trouble you to complete this performance with me?"

Wang Xuebin raised his eyebrows. This young man did it on purpose. The pinball was originally aimed at his forehead.

He twitched the corner of his mouth, smiled, got up and walked onto the stage.

Seeing this, Chris exclaimed exaggeratedly.

"Wow! I didn't expect it to be a yellow-skinned man, Japan? South Korea?"

Wang Xuebin narrowed his eyes, looked at the yellow hair, and his smile turned cold.

"Huaxia!"

Chris waved his hand and said casually:

"It doesn't matter! Look, everyone, our assistant is a yellow-skinned man. Well, the difficulty of the performance has increased this time. I doubt very much whether this person can understand my instructions!

Chris looked at the audience proudly and continued:

"But it doesn't matter, today, mage Morgana will present a special performance for everyone, mind control!!!"

The audience cheered again.

"Come on, the yellow-skinned man sits here and doesn't care about anything!"

Chris turned his right hand, and a chair was placed on the stage, inviting Wang Xuebin to sit down.

Wang Xuebin glanced at him, and sat on the chair with a big face.

He has already found out the details of this person, and his brain potential has been developed to [-]%, but because he has practiced meditation, he can use some simple magic.

The things he changed on stage were all simple shadow magic, and everything was prepared in advance. He was probably asked to perform spells such as hypnosis and mind manipulation.

Sure enough, Chris walked up to Wang Xuebin, took his magic ring, and drew light waves invisible to the naked eye in front of Wang Xuebin.

"Come on, follow my orders!"

A sound of confusing words went straight to the bottom of Wang Xuebin's heart, and Chris's fragile mental power was also trying to flow into his mind.

This is mind hypnosis, not mind manipulation.

Wang Xuebin's eyelids drooped slightly, his face was expressionless, and he raised his head slightly, staring at Chris's eyes. The meager but extremely pure spiritual power in his mind broke through Chris's spiritual defense.

And follow Wang Xuebin's eyes, straight into Chris's mind.

It's not that Wang Xuebin can't use magic, it's that he can't use advanced magic. Whether it's the previous fire method or the later water method, they are all extremely high-end, elemental magic.

It's the kind that uses special effects to fly all over the sky, and what matters is the amount of mental power.

Although spiritual magic is also very profound, it focuses on the purity of mental power. He is familiar with this kind of magic, but he doesn't like it because it has no special effects.

After all, being strong is a temporary thing, and being handsome is a lifetime thing.

If it's just a comparison of the purity of mental power, even the 777-level Balthazar can't compare with him.

Wang Xuebin's spiritual power is fine steel, then Balthazar's spiritual power is iron ore, and this yellow hair's spiritual power can only be regarded as a sponge, or the kind that cannot be squeezed out of water.

It didn't take much effort for Wang Xuebin to stab Huang Mao's mind. After a fear spell, Huang Mao was in a tragedy!

His expression was in a trance, and his consciousness sank into an extremely dark space.

There is only faint light in this space, and nothing can be seen clearly.

On the top of his head, a pair of huge eyes stared at him mercilessly, exerting heavy pressure on his heart.

Huang Mao took two steps, his feet were slippery, and he stepped on some mutilated limbs.

A pungent smell of rust penetrated straight into his nostrils, and the biting cold ravaged his thinking. He couldn't see anything clearly, but he could feel the shadows hidden around him, which was an indescribable despair.

"Who...I know you did it...Huaxia people, I know it was you...you...you come out...I am the descendant of Morgana...my teacher is a famous magician Master, disciple of Sister Fear..."

On the stage, Wang Xuebin looked at the weeping Huang Mao expressionlessly, and the people in the audience applauded and cheered. They thought this was also a performance, a show.

Wang Xuebin didn't pay attention to Huang Mao, got up and left directly from the backstage, this Huang Mao will be taken care of by someone.

"Where is Chris's lounge?"

Backstage, Wang Xuebin stopped the staff who were peeking at the show, and asked with a smile.

The staff member asked hesitantly:

"you are?"

Wang Xuebin pointed to the stage and said:

"I'm Master Morgana's assistant. I performed with him. His performance hasn't finished yet. I can call the curtain call. Go to the waiting room and wait for him!"

The staff nodded suspiciously.

"Lounge No. 13 is exclusively for him, there is no one else, you can rest assured!"

Wang Xuebin smiled and said thank you, and walked towards the lounge.

When he came to the door, he looked down and saw that there were no magic traps. He pushed the door and went in, sweeping his eyes.

The safe in the corner emitted bursts of dark green light.

Wang Xuebin stepped forward, fiddled a few times, opened the door of the safe, and a thick Morgana magic book appeared in front of him.

Wang Xuebin picked up the magic book, threw it into the storage space, searched all the magic props in the safe, left a note, changed his clothes, and left.

Wang Xuebin did not go back to the room, but went directly downstairs to the parking lot, and drove away from the city.

As soon as he left, Balthazar rushed to the hotel and followed the compass to find the lounge. This is the place where Wang Xuebin's breath is strongest.

Balthazar stood at the door of the lounge, making a draft in his mind, imagining how to communicate and how to persuade Mr. Nicholas to learn magic from him.

Finally, he made up his mind, took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, cleared his throat, and solemnly knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom!

There was no sound in the room, and Balthazar frowned, knocking again.

Boom boom boom!

There was still no sound, Balthazar felt a little bad, waved his hand, and broke into the lounge directly.

Sure enough, there was no one in the lounge.

He closed the door pensively, and used the Sand of Backtracking again. Seeing that Wang Xuebin changed his clothes, he put the changed clothes and a note into the safe, sprayed a bunch of perfume on himself and left. people.

Sure enough, this Nicholas already knew how to find him, and started to deal with it.

Balthazar sighed helplessly, and stepped forward to open the safe. If he guessed correctly, the note in the safe is still for him.

"Dear Mr. Balthazar, please believe that I will not meet you until I am sure of defeating you, so don't bother to find me, I have the ability to make you find me!

By the way, the owner of this lounge is the descendant of Morgana, and his magic book has been confiscated by me. As for how to deal with it, it will be up to you, the descendant of Merlin, to decide!

Hope you are safe!

Your Nicolas Cage"

Balthazar looked at the note, frowned, and said nothing. After a long time, he sighed, stood up, looked at the autographed photos of Huang Mao plastered all over the room, and left the lounge.

"Hi, I'm Chris's assistant, where is he now?"

At the door, a short-haired man in an exquisite black suit asked a staff member.

"You're Chris's assistant too? Well, he's in the infirmary now, he's terrified!"

Balthazar, who was wearing a black suit, listened thoughtfully, nodded and smiled and said thank you, then turned and walked towards the infirmary.

The staff member looked at Balthazar who was going away suspiciously, and murmured:

"What's the background of Chris, why are there so many assistants..."

Chapter 145 Save the world?

"Shocked, the whereabouts of the famous magician is a mystery!" "

At the New York Temopu International Hotel, Wang Xuebin was flipping through a newspaper in his hand.

The newspaper reported the disappearance of mage Kris of Morgana, because the magician was not well-known, so he didn't make a big report, but some gossip tabloids introduced it a little bit.

It seems that Balthazar has succeeded.

"Hi sir, there is a gentleman named Balthazar who claims to be your teacher and wants to see you, please..."

The reception lady at the front desk of the hotel looked at the long-haired, leather-clad man in front of him with a ferocious face, holding a phone, and said cautiously.

Wang Xuebin frowned, took out the tablet, and looked at the monitoring he had set up.

Downstairs in the lobby, Balthazar was standing at the reception desk, watching the reception lady make a phone call.

Balthazar still found him, somehow avoided his sixth sense, and found the hotel where he was staying.

Wang Xuebin didn't give way, and said directly:

"Give him the phone!"

When the receptionist heard the words, she felt amnesty, and quickly handed the phone to Balthazar, and hid herself aside.

"Hello, Mr. Balthazar!"

"Hey, Nicholas...Mr. Cage, I'm Balthazar.

Listen, you are not an ordinary person. You are the heir of Merlin. You have extraordinary talents and great responsibilities. We had a little misunderstanding before, but I hope we can meet and have a good talk. The world needs you to save! "

Wang Xuebin was speechless when he heard Balthazar babbled a lot.

He understood what Balthazar meant, and guessed his thoughts, but he really didn't intend to get involved.

Not to mention other things, he just couldn't accept Balthazar teaching magic.

Teaching magic?

how to teach?Do you want to practice Meilin Meditation?