"This is a plantation of herbs, the outside are some ordinary herbs, and then the inside is more rare, and the innermost is more precious, that can no longer be described by herbs, it is a treasure given to the world by the gods. ”

"Not only is it scarce and difficult to plant, but some even found only one plant in the 800 years of the Qi Dynasty, which was planted directly on the black jade. ”

"Of course, you just have a number of these in your heart, don't usually come here, and it's best not to get close, the big witch in charge of this place has a strange temper, even if you join the witch palace, you may not be able to go out if you provoke her. ”

Kaede changed into a new black robe and walked through the planting area with Zhuo little by little, but what he said made Zhuo roll his eyes.

Strange temper: Is there a big witch in the witch hall who is not eccentric?

Zhuo was thinking in his heart, and the two came to a high slope, and then Zhuo was surprised to find that the sun was in the sky at this time, and it was the best time to see the sight, but there was an endless open space under the hillside, but it was shrouded in a gray mist, making it impossible to see the situation inside.

Feng swept down his sleeves, pointed to the bottom and said: "The following is the place where the Witch Hall tries new witchcraft and witch spells, and also includes the black knights of the Witch Palace, the witch riders directly under the king of the palace, and the manufacture and upgrading of their weapons and armor are all completed here." ”

"And a clearing over there, bordered by a small plain, was also used for their daily training. ”

Zhuo nodded seriously, and memorized every word Feng said vigorously, until he felt that he remembered, and then asked suspiciously, "Teacher, ...... You don't need to know that yet, do you?"

Feng turned his head to look at him and smiled mysteriously: "Of course, you still have a lot to do with here, but if you recognize the way, it won't be long before you know why." ”

As he spoke, Kaede patted the top of his head, and there was a bang: "Let's go, go back to the city." ”

In the carriage, Kaede closed her eyes and rested, not so much with the doll...... No, his own student walks in a circle, it is better to say that he himself wants to walk in a circle.

After all, it has been ten years since he left the Witch Palace, even if he is a great witch, there are several decades in this life.

The horse's hooves clicked, and it took an hour to rush back to the witch hall in the city, this is still the situation of using the black dragon as a mount, there is no way, Qicheng is too big.

After arriving at the door of the Witch Palace, Feng pointed to the broom at the door and said, "From today on, your task is to sweep the floor, and all the places in the Witch Hall in the city, except for the classic room, will be cleaned by you." ”

"Huh?"

Zhuo stretched his neck, but when he saw the teacher's eyes, he shrank back stupidly, picked up the broom in silence, and walked into the dark-looking witch hall.

Feng was aware of it, turned around and got into the carriage, and pulled the reins himself: "Rack!

......

In the following half a month, Zhuo has been sweeping the floor in the witch hall, so that now he can walk freely in it with his eyes closed.

Of course, this is also related to the fact that he has been hunting with Abba in the forest since he was a child, and sometimes the marks in the forest are not reliable, and they may be erased for some reason, so in order not to get lost, you must remember that it is a compulsory course for an elite hunter of the tribe.

Wow......

A bald broom slashed across the walls of the black jade, and Zhuo now knew how precious this material was, and it was not too much to say that it was the source of aura.

But he didn't care about it now, because he thought of his Abba, and Grandpa Wuzhu, Uncle, and Eminem, where are they now? According to what the teacher said, maybe they should be dead now.

"If you become a witch, you can't take revenge, and if you don't become a witch, you won't have the ability to take revenge, but how can I not ......"

Thinking of this, Zhuo shook his head desperately and threw these thoughts out, just half a month ago, the teacher took him to hold a ceremony.

His blood was placed in a small bowl and ignited with the witch spell, and at that moment he felt as if something was missing from his body, and he became one with this witch temple.

Maybe this is what the teacher said: What you think in your heart, the witch hall is all clear, the ends of the earth, you will definitely die.

Sighing, Zhuo continued to wave the broom, sweeping the dust in the passage, and he couldn't think about revenge in his mind, and he couldn't think about his clansmen, so he could only recall a surname over and over again: Zhu Ma.

Half a month has passed, and this time Zhuo finally knows why the teacher took him to the outside of the city to find the way, now sweeping the floor is no longer his main job, and running errands has become his most important thing now.

Of course, the witch hall inside the city and the venue outside the city need to communicate, or deliver some special things, and it stands to reason that the great witches obviously have a better and faster way.

But the teacher still said: send this out of the city and run.

The gods were above, and it would take an hour for the black dragon carriage to leave the city, but Zhuo could only run, but he still persevered, because becoming a witch was his only goal.

Other than that, he had hardly visited Qicheng, but he still knew about the place of Cuilou from the teacher's mouth.

Zhuo thought that the teacher was in a hurry every time, thinking that coming to the Cui Building should also be an important place in the Witch Palace, perhaps as important as the classic room of the Witch Palace, otherwise why didn't the teacher take him there.

......

On this day, Zhuo, as usual, ran back to the Witch Hall in the evening, and was glad that the Witch Hall provided shoes for free, when he saw the teacher hurriedly walk out of the door.

"Teacher, are you going to Cuilou again?" Zhuo Tian asked innocently, thinking about easing the relationship between teachers and students, he has been running more and more frequently recently.

Feng Ying stopped, the boots under his feet even had black marks, bringing up a puff of white smoke, he stared at Zhuo, and asked with a calm face:

"What do you see?"

"I ...... What do I see......? I don't see anything, huh?"

Zhuo looked at his teacher inexplicably, and then was swept into the witch hall with a sleeve.

After that, Kaede boarded the carriage and rushed towards the palace.

Soon after, the guards at the gate of the palace saw that it was the carriage of the witch hall and gave way, and the carriage did not slow down, and went straight down the avenue to the palace hall.

By the time Kaede arrived at the main hall, there were already many great witches of the Witch Hall gathered in the hall, and the Witch King was sitting on the top throne with his eyes closed.

Feng's heart sank for a moment, because of the old hall master, the king has always been playing haha to them, the witches of the witch hall, and there are few times when they are so serious, what's wrong today?

He sat down in his seat with doubts, and then saw the Witch King open his eyes and speak:

"Seniors, why didn't the hall master come?"

There was a big witch at the bottom and his eyelids twitched: "King, the hall master has always been difficult to find, and we don't know where he is." ”

"Hmm......" the Witch King continued, "I have summoned all the great witch seniors today, and this king has a good idea. ”

"The king, but it doesn't hurt to say. ”

The Witch King looked around, raised his hand and patted the throne, and saw that the huge door of the hall, which was almost made of gold, slammed shut, and countless complex witch patterns spread, sealing the entire hall.

"Seniors, there is a record in the classics of the Witch Palace, seven hundred years ago, when the Witch Palace was first established, there was a patriarch at that time, who was also a great witch, and swore by the blood of all the clansmen to explore the unknown to the east?"

The voice of the Witch King echoed in the main hall, low and serious, and the Great Witch who sat down glanced at each other, and one of the oldest Great Witches replied:

"It is true, but ...... That tribe never returned, to the east...... Kaede, didn't you just come back from your journey east, but what did you find?"

Feng frowned, not knowing why the king suddenly asked this, but he still shook his head: "Where can I find anything, it was all seven hundred years ago, how can there be traces of the vicissitudes of life." ”

The eldest witch nodded, looked at the witch king, and wondered why the king suddenly mentioned this matter.

The Witch King put his hands on his knees and took a breath: "The southern barbarian spies came to report that there is a small tribe near the east, and it seems that they have found clues about the past. ”

"Do you need a move from the Witch Palace?" asked the Great Witch.

Although the southern barbarians are extremely barbaric and often cause a lot of trouble to the Qi Dynasty, if the Wu Temple makes a move, it will only destroy the withering and decaying.

"Then please ask the Witch Hall to help, and I will personally greet the hall master when I have the opportunity in the future. ”

"Wait, the king...... Can the old man ask what clues have been found, and a small tribe is worthy of the witch palace's help?"

As soon as these words came out, the other great witches glanced at each other, and they didn't say it explicitly, but their faces also showed their meaning.

The Witch King closed his eyes and pondered for a while before he said in a deep voice, "After the death of the second generation of the Witch King, he was buried in the ancestral tomb, right?"

"That's right, the second generation of the witch king was not buried in the witch hall after his death, but carried into the ancestral tomb. ”

"Not really. The Witch King shook his head, "After the death of the second generation of the Witch King, according to his wishes, the corpse was taken away by the tribe that had explored the East at the beginning. ”

"What!"

"How so!"

As soon as the Witch King's words came out, the great witches who sat down exploded one after another, and the fluctuations of the magic power in the main hall instantly increased, and the entire oppressive hall creaked.