The library of the castle

Anne Taris looked at the quaint book in her hand, and judging by the mottled cover, it should have a long history.

The book, titled Morning Star - Legend of the Times, was found by Anne Taris in the innermost section of the library's advanced magical area.

As a first-time student with a full honors in the test, she was given some special privileges by Emma.

And one of them includes this knowledge, which is still extremely difficult for them.

Anne Taris was going to be looking for the existence of those legendary powerful forbidden magic.

But apparently the academy did not leave such a serious loophole.

Still, Anne Taris found something interesting.

For example, she discovers that many of the books in it are the work of Dean Emma.

As for those basic books, most of them are attached with the words "This book originates from the G Star inheritance and was given to this institute by the legendary warrior monk Yi Qiu".

Anne Taris wasn't very interested in basic books.

She hated the kind of magic that required all kinds of complex spell knowledge, which made her feel like she was doing another form of "three-year college entrance examination five-year simulation".

And it's an enhanced version, and she can't even understand the exercises now.

But despite this, she still holds a leading position among those cadets.

Because, how could she, Anne Tarris, admit that she was dumber than those little butts?

However, Dean Emma had communicated with her privately, and she was able to take another path:

You don't need to memorize or study that much, you just need to develop the ancient powers that come from within you.

Anne Taris thought it was great, but she didn't think it would allow her to relax her demands on herself.

She, Anne Tarris, should and must be the best!

As much as she didn't like it, magical knowledge that tried to be explained by another forbidden logic.

But Anne-Taris loves magic, and she loves the unknown power that she can't freely harness.

It was her world, and all mysteries and truths were transformed under her will.

This is what should belong to her, Anne Taris, to control!

And not some shit exercises!

Well, in order not to have to do the exercises anymore, Anne Taris stretched a big lazy waist.

Anne Tareis then talks about focusing on the book in her hand:

Yi Qiu, a word that Anne Taris is not unfamiliar with.

She has this name in her elective schedule.

Yes, in their elective schedule, their meditation class teacher has this name written in the column.

Although Anne Taris had never met this man, he was like a huge shadow that left a deep mark on the world.

This filled Anne Tares with curiosity, and she was desperate to know what was behind the name.

And the book she is holding now is about him......

On the title page of the book, Dean Emma's name is written along with a small paragraph:

"There are always some people who shine in the tide of the times, and some people choose to pioneer the times......"

"Allow me to introduce you: Yi Qiu, the legendary warrior monk, my dear friend, the first person to become a legend in this plane that once belonged to the area of death magic......"

There was a faint light from the library's windows, and Anne Taris sat quietly on the floor in the deep inner area of the library.

A ray of sunlight shone in, and Anne Taris moved outside.

Feeling the warmth of the sun, Anne Taris squinted pleasantly.

The story described in the book has only just begun to be written......

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"It's been so many years, and I'm finally looking forward to today!"

In a house in a certain mountain, an old man with a withered face felt the faint breath of beating.

It was the first time in many years that he had come so close to the realm described in the book.

However, it is only the realm of entry......

But even if it's just that, it's what many people dream of.

And the existence of an old man like this is not uncommon on this land.

It's not a world without legacy, it's just that those legacies were out of place and have become bleak for the time being.

With the gradual change of the general environment, they began to usher in their own spring.

Although it is late spring, it is still hearty......

"It's a pity that Lao Li left too early."

"If it is a few days late, how can he be willing to die, how can he die?"

The old man wiped a little moisture from the corners of his eyes, and it was cold to the end, but it was cloudy when he looked at it.

However, the old man has not felt much sadness in his heart, and how many roads have been walked, how can he be in vain now?

The rice porridge in the pot was still stuffy, and there was a faint fragrance oozing out of the iron pot.

Those who can have a long life have a long life, and many of them have a variety of beliefs that are given to the inheritance.

Those beliefs are not much good, and some are even more anachronistic.

However, it can often have its unique vitality in such a relatively harsh environment.

Some are based on people's expectations for good things, while others are based on the never-ending greed of human beings.

But no matter what, there are always some pasts that are difficult for others to talk about that path.

After all, life is as happy as ever, and there will be people looking for the fairy in the mountains?

It's just hard to settle down......

At this time, the old man's mobile phone made a ding-dong sound, and it seemed that a friend on WeChat had a private chat with him.

True seclusion never lies in isolation from civilization.

It's about how to get rid of your own shadow and fetters from the crowd.

Those who seek to be alone in the mountains are just manipulating their own shadows.

If you have nothing in your heart, how can you care about this hill or that farmhouse?

The old man clicked on it and looked at it, and it was his old friend who was sending him the joy of his accomplishment.

The old man knew that he had built a room on that famous mountain, which was difficult for him to reach on this nameless mountain.

However, whether the other party is really happy or not, the old man also knows it......

"What do you ask for? It's not too late for impermanence to ask for your life, it's better to play tricks on my yellow chicken. ”

The old man waved his hand and slowly got up from his chair.

The emotion of the decline and reincarnation of life is in this slow get-up, overflowing with a little bit of taste.

The taste is so unpalatable......

"Giggle......

The yellow rooster outside the house crowed a few short times, probably busy with the matter of reproduction.

And just as the sun was about to set on the opposite hill, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the house.

The old man frowned, probably because people know how to do kung fu when they are old, and he was a little unfamiliar when he heard the footsteps.

Just as he put down the spatula in his hand that was rummaging rice porridge, a middle-aged Taoist knocked on the door and entered......