When Valoran meets the hero of American comics

"It's still the same as before, I couldn't get started!"

Coulson was a little embarrassed to mention this. .

Although he thought that his logical thinking and understanding abilities were very good, he did not understand the metaphysical theory taught by the Master.

Moreover, when he asked the teacher a question, the most common word in the answer he got was "comprehension." Colson almost pulled his hair out in worry.

I didn’t even understand what I was saying. How could I comprehend it?

It's like asking a person who doesn't understand Chinese to translate a newspaper that is entirely written in Chinese without any pictures or annotations. Even if he reads it for 1 years, he won't be able to understand it just by "comprehension".

There is no detailed explanation and meticulous teaching, but a bunch of theories about the Five Mysteries and Three Ways for students to understand on their own. Teacher, did you teach quantum physics before you studied magic?

"Take your time," Steve comforted with a smile: "I also have no clue about discovering the 'power of heart' mentioned by the ancient master. Let's work hard together!"

Looking at his idol's outstretched right hand, Coulson shook it tightly, feeling moved in his heart: He is indeed Captain America. Those magicians who spend all day thinking and misunderstanding him are so much better.

Captain America's melting ice rescue event took place when Olaf appeared in New York, and the magician who led this work was the king.

His magical attainments are quite profound. After using magic means to melt the ice cubes, Captain Ma woke up. He was in good health as if he had just taken a nap and did not need to rest at all to restore the frozen body functions.

Seeing the captain regaining consciousness, Coulson, who was waiting on the side, took him to visit Kama Taj and told him about the current era.

In order to prevent the captain from being too strongly psychologically impacted, he often talked about the captain's past deeds, and then listened excitedly to the captain's own account of what happened that year.

Before parting, he took out the specially prepared Captain America notebook and planned to ask the captain to sign it for him, but he accidentally brought out some other things.

Because he moved too much when taking out his notebook from his inner pocket, the stack of commemorative photos that had been kept close to his chest was taken out and scattered all over the floor.

Steve and the enthusiastic mages and apprentices around him helped him collect it from the ground, and then saw the contents of the photo, as well as something left in the photo due to the cold weather when Captain America was excavated, which looked particularly like a physical impulse. The spots are not, in fact, the special traces left behind by the snow leaves falling on the photo and melting away after condensation.

Then, the magicians and apprentices of Karma Taj began to look at Colson and Steve with strange eyes, especially Colson. The other mages and apprentices had to take at least three steps away when facing him. Even the teacher who taught him magic was extremely wary of him.

All instructions were given orally as much as possible. During the instruction, he stood far away to demonstrate the movements. When correcting, the back of his hands were tied with magic threads to correct the movements.

I would never have any physical contact with him, for fear that I might become impure accidentally.

Steve didn't misunderstand Coulson, he understood that it was a form of adoration, like Bucky.

As for the decorations such as cat ears painted on the ice captured in the photo, he didn't think much about it.

Although he didn't understand what Colson meant by art photos, as a good artist, Steve thought that anything that could be linked to art was elegant and pure.

The pity and inquiring eyes of those mages towards him were misunderstood by him as due to his status as an antique and his behavior that was incompatible with this era, and he did not think in other directions.

After all, the era when he was active was far less open than it is now.

Coulson's trust in the captain made him despise those magicians more and more. They didn't know what they were thinking in their heads. They were completely losing the face of Master Ancient One.

Thinking of the only mage leader who did not misunderstand his Kama Taj, Coulson was filled with emotion. He was worthy of being a well-informed "Supreme Mage" with noble character and wise eyes.

The only thing that made Colson a little suspicious was that she often taught herself to follow Long Yangjun's example and not to care about other people's insignificant strange looks.

Who is Long Yangjun?

A misunderstood superhero from ancient China?

……

Sitting upright on the seat, Gu Yi's eyes seemed to be able to see beyond everything in front of her and see everything she wanted to see in Kama Taj.

Turning your attention to the cliff platform, the clear image seemed to be happening right in front of you.

Seeing Colson and Steve holding hands tightly, encouraging each other, smiling at each other, and chatting happily, Gu Yi nodded approvingly, looking like a little pig that he had raised at home and finally learned how to hold cabbage. sense of achievement.

"Grandmaster--"

Wang's soft call brought Gu Yi back to her mind. She looked at Wang Shang's face with many cracks and sighed softly.

"I'm fine!"

Wang smiled nonchalantly, his face like broken porcelain even more ferocious.

He really doesn't care, after all, he is doing his best for the earth.

And if it weren't for the magic circle that Ancient Yi had carved in the Cosmic Rubik's Cube in advance so that he could temporarily borrow a large amount of the energy inside, he wouldn't have been able to make Dormammu make the wrong judgment, thinking that he was Ancient Yi at his peak.

Compared to repelling Dormammu and protecting the safety of the earth, the damage to the origin of the body due to high-intensity energy radiation is nothing. The king is not even afraid of death, so why would he care about anything else.

"I have asked Modu to send some basic magic theory books to Yi, so Zhang doesn't need to go to New York anymore."

Zhang is Wang's only disciple, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the heir to the mantle. Now that Wang is injured, Gu Yi plans to keep Zhang by Wang's side.

This is the first time that the "Supreme Mage" has used such a tone of refusal to Wang, because she knows the other person's temper, and he will not agree if she does not force him like this.

"I'm here to tell you about this," Wang smiled reluctantly and said vaguely, "Qiushi won't be able to go to New York in the near future."

"Oh?"

Gu Yi was a little surprised. He knew that Wang would not delay business due to personal matters, let alone make any excuses. Since Zhang couldn't go to New York, it proved...

"You're not going to get nervous again, are you?"

Looking suspiciously at Wang, who looked unnatural, Gu Yi asked tentatively.

"Jade is not cut, not a device!"

Wang replied with a Chinese proverb, and then decisively changed the subject: "Since the master has let Mo Du go, I can rest assured and leave now."

After saying that, he quickly turned around and left, fearing that Gu Yi would ask about Zhang Qiushi's affairs.

That's right, his disciple's leg was broken by him for the third time, and he was lying on the bed to recuperate.

It's not that he has a bad temper, it's just...

After Wang and Gu Yi returned to Karma Taj together, they went to the library to rest. Although they avoided the sight of other mages, they could not hide it from the disciples who lived with them day and night.

Seeing the state of her teacher, Zhang Qiushi knelt on the ground and shed tears in pain. She tearfully told her teacher that she would not go to New York in order to avoid being unable to come back in time to see her teacher one last time.

Although Wang has injured his original source, it is not that he cannot recover well. It may take a long time to recover as before, but it is even further away from being seriously injured and dying.

The disciple's words were a little depressing, but after all, he was out of filial piety, so the king had no choice but to explain to him carefully.

Because it involved Dormammu, some things were vague, which made Zhang Qiushi think that his teacher was trying to cover up the situation just to comfort him.

As the teacher's only disciple, Zhang Qiushi felt that he had to let the teacher live his last days without regrets. Not only did he comply with everything, but he also worked hard, which made Wang Laohuai, who didn't know the truth, happy.

Until he saw from his disciple's house a 27-page funeral plan, five large hand-drawn cemetery design drawings, and six boxes of paper ingots that he had stacked with Dharma paper...

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