My name is Jiang Ning. I was a magic master in my previous life and a charlatan in this life.
Relying on my ability to mix modern magic with ancient color tricks, I have prospered in this ancient world. My fingertips teased the virtual and the real, the paper figures danced and hung in the air, the people respected me as "little fairy", and my life was happy.
I originally thought that this was just an ordinary ancient world that relied on "craftsmanship" and "quick eyes and hands" to travel sideways.
Until that day, a man in Tsing Yi came to kick the club.
When he raised his hand, all the mechanisms and props I relied on malfunctioned, the paper figures turned to ashes, and the threads burned themselves on fire. He looked at me with a sneer and said that I had accidentally touched the edge of the power called "Sequence".
He told me that everything in this world has its own inherent sequence. The real power lies in peeking into and tampering with the order of the world.
At that moment, the worldview I knew completely collapsed. The strange runes that appeared on my fingertips were far beyond my comprehension - this really didn't seem to be magic!
Reader comments
I just want to read novels, but you actually want to teach me to become a philosopher, and you also want to teach me to practice. When self-hypnosis comes out, who can compete with me? The ancient emperor is just a withered bone in the tomb.
A fantasy world with the power of various schools of thought, and a bit of suspense. It's well written.
I just want to read novels, but you actually want to teach me to become a philosopher, and you also want to teach me to practice. When self-hypnosis comes out, who can compete with me? The ancient emperor is just a withered bone in the tomb.
A fantasy world with the power of various schools of thought, and a bit of suspense. It's well written.