It was as if Corroline had opened up a whole new world in Opal's soul that day - something he had never imagined.
His interpretation of his beliefs is completely different, and his words are not as empty and ethereal as Recht, and Opal can't help but sigh that many people have misunderstood him.
"…To sum up, the power of belief is the virtual wave generated by all consciousness. It is endless in the five dimensions. You can reduce it to form a field and directly act on all objects in this world."
Opal said: "All?"
"It's almost everything, at least I haven't found anything that isn't influenced by beliefs," Cololin said.
Coroline finished his first class, got up, and said with a smile: "It's difficult?"
Opal got up on his knees and said, "Some... I don't understand."
Coroline stretched out his left hand, the metal skateboard whirled in the air, and said, "Try it."
Opal closed his eyes and released the power of belief, which he had learned a long time ago, which was no challenge for him at all.
There was a hint of surprise in Coroline's eyes, and he said, "You are very smart."
Opal opened his eyes, and the skateboard fell to the ground with a thud.
He imitated Corollin to smooth the air in front of him with his hands, repeated several times, but could not evoke it.
"No... no," Opal said. "I can catch it, I can't get it off the ground."
Coroline turned to leave and said, "The power of your belief has taken the first step of passive acceptance, and soon you will be able to use it actively."
Opal: "Teacher, wait for me."
Coroline twitched his fingers beside his temples and said, "Think, come up with your own opinion. You finally don't call me Your Majesty. This is a good start."
Opal laughed and laughed at himself helplessly: "I..."
"The matter in this universe is the same, the volume and mass are only their external forms, and in front of belief, all these are 'points'." Corolin said: "Whether it is 100,000 light-years in size A black hole in a black hole, or a grain of sand in a desert, a beggar and a king, there is no difference in their essence. There is no difference in essence between moving a stone with faith and moving a planet, because the lever you use is not a 'hand'."
"You can't do it because you first set up the first barrier for yourself, so your beliefs are trapped by yourself, why can't your beliefs take the initiative? It's because you have been in a passive position in front of me, So if you're not confident enough, try to be alone, remember those times when you were someone else's guardian, and take the initiative."
Opal nodded slowly.
"Go for a walk by yourself, and come to the garden at supper," said Coroline.
At dinner, Opal saw Cororin feeding a few fluffy Poms in the garden. He was holding a dead leaf. Six little Poms were lined up, squatting on the railing side by side, jumping up and down.
"Teacher, look."
Opal raised his hand, with a scruffy puppet in his palm, which slowly floated in the air.
There was an admiring smile in Coroline's eyes,
Opal thought about it and said, "I learned it."
The puppet floated away from Opal's hand and slowly flew towards Coroline. Coroline stretched out his broad palm and held it. The moment the puppet fell, he was caught by the power of his belief.
"Don't be so shy." Coroline snorted.
Opal blushed and was a little nervous in his heart. He seemed to be afraid of something, and he didn't dare to let his field of belief come into contact with Coroline's belief.
"This is for you." Opal said: "A long time ago a child thanked me for saving my life and gave me something."
Cororin said: "Thank you, very thoughtful."
A few days later, Coroline began to teach Opal to use weapons.
Opal still chose the great sword, and Cororin said: "Yes, I actually like this weapon very much."
Opal said: "Why do you like it?"
"The broadsword represents responsibility and courage, come here," said Coroline.
Corolin himself took a big sword and led Opal to the open platform. Opal thought he was going to fight him, and couldn't help but hold his breath.
"Opal, look carefully."
Coroline's left hand flat-ends the great sword, raised his right hand, and Opal said, "Teacher, are you used to using your left hand?"
"You're talking too much nonsense, Opal."
Opal had no choice but to keep silent, and Cororin snapped his fingers on his right hand, and a glowing black feather floated down from the sky.
Opal looked up, and Cororin motioned to him to look, then he used the big sword to stick the feather and drag it, and used the sword to catch the feather's whereabouts.
Black feathers fell one after another in the sky, and Cororin started sideways, swinging his sword, from top to bottom, from left to right, with a sense of unrestrained and unrestrained in his gestures. disappear.
Opal seemed to understand something. There were more and more black glittering feathers, and Cororin's movements became faster and faster. His expression was always focused and cold, until the sky was full of black feathers. Between the feathers, the robe fluttered, like a black eagle flying with outstretched wings.
Opal's eyes were full of reverence and admiration. For a full hour, Cororin put his sword back and said, "This is the first lesson to teach you how to use weapons. Begin."
So from this day on, Opal went to the platform every afternoon. Coroline stood with his hands behind his back, snapped his fingers, and the sky was snowing with countless feathers. Opal's task was to intercept all the of black feathers. At the beginning, there were only one piece and two pieces. As time passed, his speed became faster and faster. From the first time he looked up at the sky, analyzed the placement of the feathers, and finally had no time to look at it with his eyes. Instinctively, Opal seems to have learned something he never learned in Rector.
"… the tyranny of the republic has stirred up revolt in many areas…"
Coroline was still in that black robe, and walked through the garden with a green Mercury man, its tentacles twisted into a ball, and it seemed very uneasy to face the King of Meteor Stars.
"… ah yes, I said, Your Majesty… we're a mess right now…"
Opal is practicing swordsmanship on the platform. Three months have passed, and a small area around him has been opened up, and a thick layer of black feathers has been spread around him. The action of slashing aroused the black feathers who were about to land, bringing out the up-and-down airflow, and then drew a circle with the blade against it.
Coroline stopped, and the green Mercury man's tentacles stretched out, and the eyes on the tentacles stared at Opal curiously without blinking.
"This is my student," Cororin beckoned, "Opal, come here."
Opal sighed softly, put his sword back, and saluted in front of Cororin.
Cororin said: "This is Your Excellency Binbin of Green Mercury."
"Ah, hello." Green Mercury greeted Opal.
Opal nodded and smiled: "Hello."
"What do you think of him?"
Green Mercury's tentacles surround Opal. Looking around him, Opal thinks of Green Mercury's specialty - being able to accurately judge a person's strength, and he can't help but feel a little nervous.
His expression was unnatural, and Coroline stretched out a hand and pressed it on his shoulder, and Opal's heart jumped wildly.
This was their first physical contact, and Opal's face turned red before he knew it. Coroline said, "Your Excellency Binbin is from the oldest family in Green Mercury."
"It sounds majestic," Opal said.
"Their family members, not even the Green Mercury King dare to offend at will." Cororin added.
Binbin murmured, "But it's not like it used to be... my majesty... ah... let me see, what have I found?"
At that moment Opal's tension had reached its peak.
"He's like a... simple khakiwana." Binbin retracted his tentacles, one eye on Cororin, the other still looking at Opal, and said, "My king , with all due respect, your apprentice has missed the best time, he can even say... Ruined by some unintelligible stuff, because you found him too late, I'm sorry, his heart and wit It's past the time when he can reach his potential... It's a pity that he can't shine anymore."
Coroline laughed and touched Opal's head. Opal's expression dimmed at that moment.
Binbin patted Opal on the shoulder and said to Cororin: "My sire, if you met him ten years ago, then I believe that your apprentice will achieve a good achievement, and now, his body and The skeleton is set, no one taught him how to fight, how to sharpen himself, and I bet he's been doing whatever he wants for the past few years, lacking systematic training..."
"He used to be a desert ranger," Cororin said.
Binbin: "Ah, you look at him like a rag. He has no future, no ideals, and his only purpose is to study and cultivate for your pleasure. My king, why would you accept an adult human being? As an apprentice? It doesn't make sense..."
"His beliefs are pure, and I like the form of his field of beliefs," said Cololin.
Opal listens silently
"But his thinking has also become rigid," said Bingbin. "He's filled with all kinds of things that don't help his progress. It sucks. Someone ruined this khakiwana stone. As if on purpose, I guess he also studied with someone else for a while before this..."
Opal: "!!!"
Opal never expected to be dug out under such circumstances. The ability of the Green Mercury is almost terrifying. If it is discovered that Recht has taught him, everything will be for nothing.
Coroline: "He just didn't have a good mentor."
Bingbin tilted his head, the eyes on the tentacles looked at Opal without blinking, and said, "No, no, he may have learned something, but his enlightenment teacher doesn't seem to like him very much. Teach him a lot of the wrong things, maybe to mislead him? It's impossible to say... It's so insidious."
Coroline smiled and said: "Everyone has their own selfishness, which is the normal state in the universe."
Opal said, "I... learned marksmanship from an old pirate, uh, yes."
"Pirates," Coroline said. "Understandable."
Bingbin said regretfully: "So you can't restore it. No matter how good the material is, it was only once, and now - he is finished, throw your apprentice away."
"Thank you very much for your evaluation," Cororin said politely, and then made a gesture of please.
Binbin said: "I'm not what everyone is willing to evaluate..."
Cororin said: "Of course, it is an honor for him to be evaluated by Your Excellency. Opal, continue to practice swordsmanship."
Opal was a little disappointed and a little uncomfortable. He stood for a while, swearing in his heart, turned around and stood in the middle of the platform, very disappointed.
The black feathers in the sky continued to fall, and he held the big sword and sat on the platform covered with feathers in a quiet daze.
Coroline came back. He looked at Opal sitting in the center of the platform and smiled. Opal glanced at him sideways and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Sorry to disappoint you," Opal said.
Coroline sat down beside him, dressed in a black robe, with his hands on his knees, Opal vaguely felt that this look was familiar, and Rector liked to sit like this in the past.
"My teacher once thought I was a genius." Coroline said, "It turns out that I am indeed."
Opal had to admit that Cororin was right, he was not as good as Cororin at all, no matter in the past or in the future, it was impossible to surpass him.
Opal said: "Does he like you very much?"
Coroline nodded slowly and said, "But I betrayed him in the end."
Opal thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Actually, I don't think a person should be too smart, but not too stupid. It's just right. Teacher, what is khakiwana?"
Cororin replied: "Khachiwana stone is a very special ornamental ore. It means 'soul with soul' in the Green Mercury language. After getting a rough stone, craftsmen must follow its soul pattern. It has to be sculpted to make it shine, otherwise the stone will be destroyed and can never be modified again."
Opal nodded.
After a while, Cororin stood up and said, "But in fact, your situation is much better than the Khakiwana stone. Change the training content. I think you should be tired of it."
Opal followed him through the garden, somewhat disappointed—he might be a man of limited achievements, and if he couldn't be a star knight, he wouldn't be able to help Cororin.
Maybe when fighting side by side with him, he needs to be distracted to take care of him, dragging him down...
Coroline glanced at him and said, "Go to my room and bring a box full of small stones."
Opal went over to fetch it, and handed the rudimentary little tin box to Cororin.
"Catch it with the power of your faith." When the voice fell, Corolin sprinkled it casually, and all the small stones in the box flew out with a clatter.
"Wait...wait!" Opal was in a hurry and released the power of belief, but the target was too many and too complicated, he only caught two, two stones were floating in the air, and the rest fell to the ground.
Coroline pinned the iron box with one hand, and after a few seconds, the stones all over the floor flew back automatically.
Opal said: "Let's... come again." Said Bi stared intently at Coroline's hand.
Coroline is a sprinkle box again, and the stone goddess scattered flowers.
Opal concentrated and caught a few of them.
Corinthian said: "Very good, continue."
Cororin collects stones, sprinkles them, and goes back and forth. He picks up opals several times. From the first two or three until sixteen or seven floating in the air, his faith has reached its limit. will appear very unstable.
"Observe," said Coroline. "Find out your own method of using it."
Opal stopped and noticed that the stones in Cororin’s hand flew back one after another. The stones that were farther away flew from the ground first, and then the ones that were closer. They flew to the iron box in Cororin’s hand one after another. Back to the box at the same time in a second... what does that mean
"Very good," said Coroline approvingly. "Well done. Speed, balance and stability are the keys to the power of belief affecting multiple goals."
Opal said, "I'll try again... Got it."
Cololin's teaching is undoubtedly much more serious and interesting than Rector, and he always changes the way he trains opals, so that he learns a lot of new things every day.
"I don't like to say it." Coroline said lightly: "I prefer to use facts to let you experience it. Sometimes you have to experience it and you must think independently."
Opal said: "Teacher, did your teacher teach you this way before?"
Cororin shook his head and said, "He is used to telling me a lot of things, and then let me try them one by one."
"Now I'm going to teach you the most important thing about the spiritual world and beliefs." Coroline looked into Opal's eyes and said, "Read minds."
Opal's heartbeat suddenly slowed down, the world was blurred, and Cororin's voice came from his ears.
"Diffuse your spiritual world," Cororin said. "Invade the enemy's mind and analyze what they're thinking. Take me as an example..."
Opal's power of belief was first touched, and he felt the vast power of Cororin, and then retreated back in fear.
"Relax." Cororin smiled: "No need to be afraid, the teacher's world of thought welcomes you, Opal."
Opal closed his eyes, his heart was pounding, and he released the power of belief again to meet with Cororin. As soon as their domains were handed over, Opal's consciousness was dragged in by an extremely overbearing force.
"Ah!" Opal couldn't help crying.
In front of it was a sea of steaming lava, and Cororin turned into a ghostly red mist, wrapped in opal and swept across the vast black rocks, volcanoes and lava lakes.
"Follow me." Coroline's voice echoed in Opal's ear.
Opal realizes one thing, he can't disconnect from Cororin!
Coroline said: "The human heart is endless. You may find the end of the universe, but you will never find the boundary of the spiritual world."
The surrounding scenery is ever-changing. Cororin regained his human appearance, still in that black robe. He stretched out a hand and held the opal. The two of them stepped on the rolling desert with their bare feet. land.
"What is this place?" Opal said.
"Shax Star." Coroline said, "My hometown."
The scenery changed again, and the desert retreated into the distance, revealing a fiery gladiatorial arena. The ring-shaped stands were filled with intelligent life, and strange-shaped aliens waved their arms and legs and shouted.
In the center of the Colosseum stood a child of six or seven years old, holding a photon shield.
"That's you," Opal said.
"Yes, it's me." Coroline said: "I used to be a slave. This is the most impressive competition I have ever faced, facing a thorny dragon."
A giant beast full of stabs rushed out from the gate, and the shouting on the scene reached its peak.
With a loud bang, the world darkened, and when it returned to light, Opal opened his eyes and couldn't stop shaking.
In the scene before he finally left, he saw that Cororin had been stabbed in the abdomen as a child, his head hung down, his mouth was full of blood, hanging like a rag on the head of the thorn dragon.
Coroline stroked his hand in front of him, Opal calmed down a bit, looked up at Coroline who stood up, and said, "What happened later? Did your teacher save you?"
Coroline said: "Of course not, I pierced its eyes with a dagger, and I survived."
Opal said: "You... actually didn't die?"
"They gave me a simple recovery with the healing machine, and they sent me home and put me in bed with the belly wound not even fully healed, Shaks that shit, you know," Coroline said. Similar to the Sphinx... I've been in bed for almost a month before getting better."
Opal said, "Does anyone take care of you?"
Coroline thought for a while, shook his head, and said, "Faith will always go hand in hand with despair. Faith is light and despair is shadow. You need to experience pain alone. The stronger the pain, the stronger your faith will be. One day when you find that the pain is over, the faith remains."
After another period of time, Opal didn't even know how long it had been in the Grip of Rotation.
He only felt that he was getting stronger every day, and his beliefs were expanding like Cororin's ambitions.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" said Coroline.
Opal pushed forward with his right hand, and the water from the fountain in the garden reversed direction and criss-crossed in the air.
There was a look of surprise and joy in his eyes.
"The process of pursuing strength itself is very fascinating." Coroline murmured: "Every day when I open my eyes, I feel that there is an infinite source of power surging in my body, and my faith is constantly becoming stronger. Suppose you were learning to play atomic pool yesterday, and after a day of playing, the moment you grip the stick today, you'll feel more familiar with it."
"Suppose you were practicing writing ancient phantom stars yesterday, you wrote tens of thousands of words, went back to sleep, picked up the ink pen again today, and wrote smoothly, becoming more and more proficient... This is a sense of achievement in pursuit of skills, a kind of Fun, it has nothing to do with how strong you can become in the end, what state you reach, this process makes you excited every day..."
Opal said: "It's like...like..."
Cororin smiled and said, "Reborn and reborn."
Opal said: "Yes, teacher, I think I can do a lot of things now."
"Not yet." Coroline said lightly: "It's not time for you to release your power."
The palm of his vacant grip loosened, and a bird lay in the palm of his hand. The bird felt the light, narrowed its eyes, twirled its tail feathers, and then swooped out of the air with a humming sound. It flew out, passed through the energy shield, and shot towards the distance.
Corolin said: "Release your faith, Opal. By my side, you don't have to worry and fear, don't restrain your faith, see where it can go. Release your spiritual realm unrestrained, and follow It goes."
Opal took a breath, and the momentary power of belief in meditation spread out, followed by the bird across the city, and the arrow rushed out of the sky like an arrow. The speed of the bird was extremely fast. Almost spread the entire new Phoenix. Nearly fifty kilometers away from the capital has reached his limit, the speed is getting slower and slower, and the scenery is getting more and more blurred.
"As long as you don't think everything is far enough." Coroline's voice sounded in Opal's ear: "The scope of thought has no boundaries..."
Before he finished speaking, Coroline's power of belief caught up, and the spiritual detection power that swept Opal skyrocketed, spinning and flying toward the boundless sky and out of the atmosphere!
Opal was shocked for a moment. It was like two souls soaring in the sky in an instant. Cororin's supported his, and shuttled down from the clouds. The birds did not know where they had gone, and their spiritual power revolved around one. A propelled airship rushed into the sky again, floating in the vast universe.
This is a peaceful space, and there seems to be something missing in the universe. Looking at the grip of light from outer space, the light of stars is refracted and rotated around it.
Coroline's spiritual power is separated from Opal's spiritual power, leaving a faint connection between them.
"Believe in yourself." Coroline cut off the last link gracefully, saying, "Belief can do anything."
The next moment, they opened their eyes at the same time and returned to the platform of the sky garden.
Opal said: "Can you go anywhere?"
"The detection limit of meditation is the speed of light, and you can go anywhere you can think of," said Cororin.
Opal felt a little tired. He didn't seem to be able to keep it up for so long. Coroline said, "You still need to keep practicing."
Opal said, "I… take a break and try again."
Cororin received a communication and said solemnly, "Understood, let's go now."
Opal was sitting cross-legged on the grass and looked up at him when he heard it. Cororin said: "The teacher will be away for a while. When you are away, you should practice the virtual shifting of belief and meditation. Practice three hours a day. Great sword."
Opal said, "Where are you going?"
Cororin said: "Leif Galaxy, to resolve a political dispute. Stop by ACU Company."
Opal followed behind him and asked, "ACU company is also with us?"
Coroline walked into the room and said, "The Gene Company and the Universal Bank are neutral institutions. Unless I have to, I won't touch it... Come and help me get dressed, that suit."
Coroline took off his robe and only wore a shirt and white shorts. He had a perfect figure and a handsome face.
Opal brought him clothes to put on. Cororin was wearing a knee-length jacket and a pair of black trousers. He stood barefoot in front of the mirror, and Opal buttoned his clothes for him.
Coroline's eyes in the mirror are deep and inexplicable. Opal buttoned the button all the way to his neckline. Coroline turned and sat beside the bed, motioning Opal to look at the corner.
Opal went to fetch the black metal boat shoes in the corner, knelt down on one knee, and untied the black gold chain on his ankle, thinking how long would he be going this time
"One cosmic month for more, five to six days for less." Cororin read Opal's heart and said.
"Will there be war?" Opal said.
Corollin said: "Not necessarily, don't be afraid of me getting hurt. After Azeroth's death, apart from Recht and Ledgerson, no one in this world can hurt me anymore."
Opal hummed, relieved.
Coroline's hands and feet were exactly the same size as Raymond's. Opal tied the chain loosely around his wrist. Coroline's wrist flicked slightly, and the black gold chain closed.
He put on the metal boat shoes, turned around and left the garden, turned his head to Opal and said, "Cultivation seriously, the teacher will be back soon."
"I wish you all the best." Opal said: "Teacher, goodbye."
"Goodbye, Opal." Coroline took a step, the black gold bracelet turned into pieces and wrapped around him, and then suddenly pulled up, transformed into a gluttonous prototype in the sky, and flew out of the sky.
Leaving Cororin, Opal finally has his own thinking space. These days, I have been living under his eyes all the time, and I dare not even think about it. Now that he is gone, I can finally sit down and sort out the information.
He walked to the platform, started to practice martial arts with a big sword, and at the same time made a summary of what he had seen and heard these days.
Is this the real Cololine? It doesn't feel quite consistent with Raymond's character... Opal couldn't help recalling Raymond's every move. Raymond would smile at him and occasionally touch his head.
But the tone is different. Corolin speaks almost without any emotion. Opal can't see what he is thinking. what.
It was an almost unfamiliar estrangement, as if he were a stranger... a stranger.
Opal understood this attitude almost at the same time. He mistakenly mistook Cororin for Raymond, and subconsciously took Coroline to himself as Raymond's reaction to himself!
This is a misunderstanding from the beginning! Coroline doesn't love him like Raymond, so this kind of reaction can't be more normal. This is how he treats strangers when he just met Raymond and did the first commission together!
It was also Raymond's attitude towards other unfamiliar mercenaries, unsmiling, polite and distant.
Opal retracted his sword and let the flying feathers fall on him. When he thought about it carefully, he felt that Corollin had taught him a lot. He taught him very carefully. What is the reason for this
He only regarded himself as an apprentice, not a lover.
Opal put down his sword, took a deep breath, stood in the center of the platform, and released the power of belief.
[Opal.]A familiar voice rang out.
Opal opened his eyes instantly and frowned.
[teacher?] Opal said in disbelief.
Opal closed his eyes and released his faith again.
Opal: [Teacher? Did you hear that?]
In the vast white light in the sea of thoughts, the figure of Lecter appeared: [Opal, how is everything going? ] Opal's mood is extremely complicated, which is beyond his comprehension.
[How did you talk to me, teacher?]
Lecter: [Don't be afraid, Cororin has left you. He is now on his way to the Leif galaxy. Meditation detection can only look at the appearance of things across space. Mind-reading must be face-to-face with you to perform. This is the innermost layer of your spiritual world, which is even more hidden than the inner memory world opened up by Ledgerson, and Coroline cannot read our dialogue memories through dreams. ] Opal asked: [Is this also a manifestation of the power of belief?]
Rickett said: [This is a method of consciousness induction. It is a new ability given to me by the professor of the phantom star. A phantom star who has lived for tens of thousands of years left the eye of Igna, and he still remembers you.]Opal: [All the phantoms in Jixing Prison have come out?]
Recht: [Yes, they promised to help us deal with Coroline. At the same time, Ledgerson discovered a very serious thing. Coroline's dream is far more than that simple. He also learned this. I dare not turn on the induction easily when you are around, otherwise I will be noticed by him immediately.]Opal: [Let me think about what happened these days...]
Lecter: [I'm in the Sanctuary of the Stars, the distance is too far, I haven't dabbled in this deeply, and I may not be able to hold it for too long... Now let me ask, you answer. ] Opal: [Ok.]