The highest institution of learning in Xingxuan Continent——
An eighty-year-old master of the mystic arts stood before the blackboard and asked the students, "Now let me ask you, what can the mystic arts you are studying do for humanity when the end of the century arrives?"
Soon a student stood up and answered, "I have a wood-based mystical technique that can regrow dead trees. Even if the apocalypse arrives, I can still make plants grow."
"I am a water-based mystic. Even if the water resources are exhausted, I can maintain water energy."
"I am a space-based mystic. I can create a separate energy space that leads to the end, allowing everyone to escape the disaster."
"I am a fire-type mystic. I can melt solid iron and help quickly rebuild the world after the disaster."
"I'm a healing genjutsu. I can heal everyone's wounds and quickly treat the victims."
"I am an ice-type mystic. I can freeze the surging torrent into ice in an instant, preventing the flood from submerging the land."
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The old mystic nodded. "Indeed, when the apocalyptic era arrives, our most important task is to unite our energies. So, do you have anything you'd like to ask the teacher?"
Someone raised their hand.
"Teacher, I want to know how to learn the time-related mystical arts?"
"Why do you want to learn time-based genjutsu?"
"I was thinking, my grandma passed away, and I heard that time spells can bring her back, so... so..."
The old mystic shook his head. "No, it can't. Time-related mysticism cannot make the past appear, nor can it allow us to see the future. Time-related mysticism can only control the present moment, for example..."
After saying that, he looked out the window.
"Seventh Academician is using her time-based mystical arts to freeze the time of the falling meteorite."
A group of students looked out the window.
Countless meteorites fell towards the Xingxuan Continent, but before hitting the ground, they seemed to be suddenly frozen.
It is still snowing.
On the playground, a woman with bright red curly hair stood in the center. She just raised her hand and pointed.
The meteorite paused.
Everyone seems to be used to it.
This is the 18,000th year since the spread of esoteric arts on land.
Disasters are also happening more and more frequently.
䀴Everyone is used to it.
In an era when everyone can learn cryptic arts, there is no shortage of food, and the only crisis comes from self-inflicted disasters.
But the mysterious art can help everyone get through it better.
It looked like the meteorites in the sky were being kicked away by invisible feet.
The teacher sighed, "Not everyone has the same talent for time-related mystical arts as the Seventh Academician."
"Teacher, I heard that the talent for time-related mystical arts is bestowed by God. Is this true?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
"How is that possible? Didn't Principal Nian teach you that there are no gods in the world and humans can only rely on themselves." The teacher frowned. "Why, didn't your history teacher teach you that?"
The old mystic master had just finished speaking.
Someone knocked on the door.
A figure with short silver hair appeared.
"Excuse me, the next class is about to start."
The old mystic pushed up his glasses, thinking that the reason he couldn't see the other person's face clearly was because his eyesight had deteriorated again.
"Excuse me, are you..."
"My last name is Su."
"Teacher Su! Please wait a moment, I'll be done soon." In less than thirty seconds, the old master of the mystical arts said, "Students, this concludes our lesson today. We are dismissed."
The other party smiled at Su Xiao, went out from the main door, and came in from the back door to attend the class.
The students in the classroom looked at the teacher curiously, but they had no idea who the teacher was.
This teacher didn't need a blackboard or a textbook. He just stood at the podium and spoke, and the knowledge just entered their ears.
There were several more people at the back of the classroom, including students and many teachers.
They all came to listen to Su Xiao’s lecture.
A 60-minute class goes by quickly.
The bell rang, and Lidya Su immediately shut up and left.
Only after she left did the students begin to whisper.
"Is this Teacher Su new here? Why haven't I seen him before?"
"I heard it's a tutor. I saw it on the teacher information at the school's main entrance."
"A random teacher can teach at any age and at any time, but everyone who attends her class will experience a significant increase in their profound strength. I heard it's a very special growth-enhancing profound technique."
"This isn't my first time taking her class, but I can never remember her face."
"I'm just like you. I thought I was the only one with a bad memory."
…
This is the 3.67 millionth year of the new era.
Tens of thousands of years ago, in this land, the arcane was renamed the mysterious art.
The so-called mysterious art is that Su Xiao gives all human beings the right to use the power of the Lord God.
But each carbon-based body can only carry a limited amount of power from the Lord God.
This is also due to talent conditions.
However, as long as you practice diligently, you can also increase the body's ability to carry the power of the main god.
However, the price of opening up the mystical arts to the entire population is that disasters will occur more frequently on Blue Planet.
Even if Su Xiao used his own power of the Lord God to deceive the power of the rules of Blue Star, but with the spread of the mystical arts among the people, there will always be talented people appearing, and disasters will still occur after the energy leaks.
However, for the Xuanshu people on the Xuanxing Continent, natural disasters can no longer easily pose a catastrophic threat to humanity.
Learning space-related mystical arts can create a space and avoid disasters that occur naturally.
In addition, Su Xiao used the power of the Lord God to block the power of rules.
Our life span is no longer just a few dozen years.
Under Su Xiao's protection, human lifespan broke through the basic lock.
Depending on the strength of the main god's power in the body, the lifespan can be as short as a hundred years or as long as a thousand years.
After class, Su Xiao left the classroom.
The red-haired girl on the playground saw her figure and followed her, shaking her head and clicking her tongue. "Who would have thought that after thousands of years of teaching at the academy, not a single student could remember her face?"
Su Xiao stopped and turned sideways: "You have turned into a monkey."
Jiang Qiqi gnashed her teeth in her high heels and said, "Everyone is a monkey! Everyone is a monkey!"
Su Xiao paused and continued: "I've seen your monkey movie."
Jiang Qiqi took a deep breath.
Don't be angry, don't be angry.
That was just a thing of the past, ancient times, and had nothing to do with her.
The evolution of the food chain is normal. Other people besides me have been monkeys.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't come to school tomorrow?"
Su Xiao's classes are very random.
As the main god of Blue Star, Su Xiao cannot leave the heart of Blue Star at will, otherwise Blue Star will stop functioning.
But because Su Xiao had to attend classes to receive divine gifts, she often skipped classes.
The emergence of an era of universal mystical arts will cause Blue Planet to face the risk of the doomsday era coming early at all times.
It’s only 3.67 million years now.
Based on past memories, Jiang Qiqi even suspected that this should have been the shortest era of the main god among the countless rebirths of Blue Star.
But who would have thought that the method of autonomously absorbing the power of the Lord God that Su Xiao researched would speed up the speed of absorbing the power of the Lord God in the Milky Way.
So it happened that Su Xiao's energy was never exhausted. Although the doomsday era had not yet arrived, the power of the rules of the blue planet would go crazy from time to time.
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