Light and darkness, life and death, elements and energy, woven by Mana, that is, magic, form an invisible network laid out in this time and space. This is the essence of all magic in this world, and the essence of the goddess of magic.

In contrast, psionic magic, despite its "magical" name, has nothing to do with the mystical web of the Goddess of Magic.

"Everything that exists in the world is an illusion created by mental projection and perception, and you should know the essence and control it with great psychic power. ”

This is the doctrine of Il's Divine Cause, although it is only a basic doctrine that all followers of this jade brain monster can access, but it is also enough to get a glimpse of the fundamental point of its teachings.

Everyone in Buddhism knows that a learned Brahmin ascetic once visited Shakyamuni to ask for the truth of the universe:

"Where did I come from in life, where did I die, why did I appear in this world, what does my appearance mean to this world? Did the world choose me, or did I choose the world? Is there a necessary connection between me and the universe? Is there an end to the universe? Is there a length of time? Where does the past time disappear? Where does the future time stop?"

However, Shakyamuni is not a thief of the gods, and this ascetic monk who is full of questions is not Lu Qinghou of Tongfu Inn. Shakyamuni's reply was: "Good man, if you are hit by a poisoned arrow, you should immediately go to a doctor to detoxify and pull out the arrow, instead of studying the following questions: who shot me? Is he a nobleman or a commoner? Is he a hunter or a killer? Is he a man or a woman? Old or young? Beautiful or ugly? Where did the arrow come from? Which bow did the opponent use? What material did the arrow use...... Fool, you'll be dead long before you figure out these questions!"

But these questions were still too attractive to the great monks, and after Shakya's demise, the monks who were always busy holding debates began to study the complex question of whether Heaven and Hell is a real existence, as some sects believe, or a hypothesis, as others claim.

If hell is an actual existence, then are the Yama kings who are responsible for judging crimes, and the prison masters and ghosts who are responsible for torturing prisoners? If they exist, are they sentient beings of the hell path? If they are sentient beings who live in the hell path, then why don't they feel the distress of the hell path? If they are celestial beings or asuras, the virtuous ghosts and gods who live in the three good paths, why do they live in hell?

In the long debate, a large number of theories were put forward and overturned, and finally one doctrine finally triumphed.

Hell does not exist, just as heaven does not exist, and both heaven and hell are the fruits of good retribution and evil retribution from the mind under the influence of "good thoughts" and "evil thoughts" like a seed sprouting. The majestic and gorgeous heaven is the illusion of the maturity of good thoughts, and the cruel and miserable hell is the illusion of the maturity of evil thoughts. The celestial maidens dressed in heavenly clothes and the ghosts burning with flames all over their bodies are all false things shaped by the mind in the karmic influence of "good" and "evil".

This theory is the basic concept of many Buddhist supernatural people to evolve the supernatural powers of the Dharma realm, but it coincides with the teachings of Yier Shenyin.

Of course, with the exception of octopus heads, who are favored by Ilshin, and madmen who frantically pursue the essence of psionic magic, few people have access to true psionic magic. Psionic beings in the surface world are extremely rare, and occasionally there are some lucky ones who have slightly awakened a little psychic ability in the origin of the bloodline, and this bloodline awakening can't even inherit a slightly more complicated psionic cultivation method.

From this point of view, the invisible thread that connects the back of the best-selling author's head speaks for itself.

Precise connection, long-distance empathy, and successfully concealed the main priest of the Wandering Garden, Aoi Lou Villa Doron.

Although Mystra, the Mother of Mysteries, once claimed to be the guardian and patron of all the mystical skills in the world. But in fact, those psykers who have never relied on Mana and the magic net would rather risk losing their minds to visit the cavern of some jade brain monster in search of the truth, than to find unhappiness in Mystra's incantational heart.

Under the grace of Mistra, the beautiful priestess can easily perceive the slightest change in the flow of magic around her through the magic web, no matter how clever the magician is, no matter how clever the magician is to cover up, it is difficult to hide from the Chosen Daughter.

But contrary to her keen sense of magic, the priestess's powers were decidedly unspecific to psychic abilities, not to mention that the person she had been recruited was a best-selling author she had never liked very much.

Unaware that his thoughts had been shared, Varro continued to deliver his lengthy speech:

“...... I assure you that you can go through the manuscript specifically before it is published, guaranteeing that there is nothing in it that you don't want to see. Since I've published Interviews with Varro Celebrities: All About Magic, which annoys the old black rod, I thought it would be a good idea for you to see the sample for yourself. ”

"Seriously, Mr. Writer. "I'm a boring person, and I have so much work on hand that I can't afford to accompany you, a famous cultural figure, while sipping fragrant flower and fruit tea, while reminiscing about those brutal battles." ”

He would be rejected by the other party, which was expected by Varro, but the "Psionic Master" immediately made a condition that he could not refuse.

"Readers of the continent should be more familiar with the mad mage of Waterdeep, the infamous Black Robe of Hyraste, than the little-known Idrir Raymond Gatton. I have a lot of artists who have been serving Hylast for a long time, and I believe that through their mouths, you will be able to create an immortal masterpiece."

"How about "The Nightmare of the Northland" The Black Robe of Helast and the Destruction of the Leyline Maze City, the Great Record of the Bandit Suppression of the Bandits?"

The general title of the stall gossip magazine, as well as the undisguised propaganda tone, made Varro's eyes light up: "So you agree?"

"That's right, agreed, the entire Skeleton Choir will expose you all the shady scenes of the Leyline Maze for centuries, so please feel free to start writing hard. In the gentle tone of Xia Yuan Taiyijun, the rap skeletons that only dressed themselves up as jewelry boxes or fruit baskets had already swarmed up

"Nice to meet you, I'm a big fan of your books, and your Shadow Valley Travel Guide is very well written, especially about the cosmicity of the great sage Ilminster......"

"No, not a dressophile, we all know that when the exiled prince was a teenager, he accepted the grace of the goddess of magic and traveled between the nations as a beautiful girl. ”

"We have reason to believe that in what way the magical beautiful girl Ilminster, who was once known for her beauty and wisdom, was accepted by the mages of the ancient elven kingdom!"

"Of course, we'll also talk about the creation of the Leyline Maze, the disappearance of the caster that has plagued surface society for centuries, and the whereabouts of some of the treasures of Helast. ”

"Your Excellency Varro, let us work together to create this masterpiece that will surely go down in history!"

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What's the way to silence a chattering biographer and gossip reporter? Surrounded by more paparazzi, of course.

For the black robe of Helast, who freezes time by itself, the right to reputation is like a floating cloud in the sky, and no matter how much the shady scenes of the leyline maze are exposed, it is better than letting people pay all their attention to the "legendary psionic master who suddenly came".

Even if someone is sharing the spiritual world with Varotamp, don't expect him to get anything more than the various jokes of the chatty skeletons.

After sending away the famous paparazzi, Shimoto Taiyijun looked in the direction of Waterdeep City, but he didn't see anything.