Chapter Twenty-Eight: Graduation Trip!

It has been more than 2 years since Lin Huang first arrived in the mainland, and he suspected that he was wearing a fake Yue, why did the family cross over to be this big young man and that second young man came out, and then he was slapped in the face, and then he made a feud with a big family.

On the other hand, he spends most of his time in class, and Vito, the only troublemaker enthusiast, has been suspended for half a year for making dangerous things in the practice field, but this life is also coming to an end, because he will be promoted to a magister today.

This promotion method is a bit metaphysical, not by exams, all the senior tutors will pay attention to the observation of the senior mage apprentices when teaching every day, a month ago, a tutor found that Lin Huang's aura is enough to form a spirit crystal, and become a magic master.

"What kind of magical thing is a spirit crystal?" He was now a graduate and was huddled in the manor to talk to Alice.

"It is to compress a large amount of spiritual energy to the extreme, and then rely on its own ability to transform it from magical energy to solid."

Magical energy is an invisible form other than gases, solids and liquids, and aura is a kind of magical energy.

It's impossible to make magic energy solid by compression alone, unless you have a tremendous amount of aura and strength commensurate with it.

However, this is too simple for Lin Huang, creating spells is completely prepared for this thing, and I don't know if I have learned it wrong, but I always feel that Stanford himself does not use this spell like this, otherwise he would not swear that this is an orthodox necromancy.

Unless he.... The brain is sick, considering that he can hold the soul body in a daze for decades, this is more likely, and I don't know if he has come out of the soul mound, if he encounters him floating on the street one day, he will definitely have to ask.

"How?" He inquired again.

"You can figure it out for yourself, this thing isn't life-threatening anyway." With that, she decided to go to sleep.

He hasn't been anywhere for two years since he came here, and he is idle anyway, and a dull life is easy for people to lose their dreams, so he decided to go out to have a good time, maybe there will be spirit crystals on the way, and by the way, he informed Alice.

Since Lin Huang graduated, Alice has been suffering from lazy cancer, and she said lazily: "Don't die." ”

Qianxu is still a high-level mage, and Lin Huang waited until after school to go to her house and said something.

The next day.

He left the manor and dug his way north, to the snow-capped mountain that he used to look out over in his room and on the roof of the academy.

"I don't believe there are still people living in this place, unless he is an Eskimo traverser, climb the mountain and relax." Lin Huang stood at the bottom of the mountain and muttered.

This snow-capped mountain is very large, located in the center of the Eagle Country, and can be clearly seen if you climb to a high place in the Eagle Country.

Maybe it's because there is no PM2.5 on the Krantiels mainland.

The fire of forgiveness shone beside Lin Huang to keep warm, and he rushed up the mountain with the melting snow beside him.

"Hey, what's that?" He faintly saw a conspicuous black patch in front of the endless snow.

He hurried over vigilantly, not out of curiosity, but because he had read too many novels about the treasures he had encountered, and always felt that there were good things there.

It was a cave with snow scattered underneath it, and it looked like the snow covering the entrance of the cave had collapsed for some unknown reason.

The cave was more like a tunnel, leading to a place where you could see the light from the other side.

Lin Huang extinguished the flame of forgiveness and lit the black flame, which should be less conspicuous.

A few minutes later, he walked out of the tunnel.

Suddenly, he froze at the mouth of the tunnel and looked in one direction.

There were trees made of ice, and instead of leaves, human limbs hung all over the tree.

What's the situation? Am I breaking into a cult base camp or a cannibal home?

Lin Huang looked weak and took a few steps back to the grass beside him.

However, the touch from behind him made him stand in place, entangled in the end, whether to try to fight back.

There was a tremendous force from his wrist, pulling him all the way behind a normal tree.

With Lin Huang's current eyesight, he vaguely saw that the person was dressed in white, which was not the same as the cult leader or cannibal chief in his impression.

They stood behind the tree, and Lin Huang looked at the man in white with his back to him, and fell into deep thought.

Are you sick? Didn't you pull me over just for the sake of the PK winner of the Imperial City?

Taking advantage of the fact that the man in white was addicted to pretending to be forced to extricate himself temporarily, he decided to kill him directly, although the villain would die from talking too much, but he could also survive because of the decent words, and then kept doing things until the end.

Lin Huang began to brew aura.

Whether he can eat chicken or not depends on whether this frost storm can sweep him to death.

Seeing that he didn't come to talk for a long time, the man in white wondered in his heart and tilted his head slightly to his side, and then his face changed greatly, and he rushed over to disperse the aura: "Do you want to die, I can't take care of you when it alarms them." ”

"Who are you, you." Lin Huang glanced at him.

"Mason Winter."

What the hell, there is still someone with the surname Winter?

"It's a pseudonym." Lin Huang questioned: "So what are you pulling me here for?" ”

"I wanted to ask you what you were doing in the territory of the Dark Magic Society." Mason replied.

what?

Is this the territory of the Dark Magic Society? This group of moths can even moth you in the snow mountains, and they are also very strong.

"Their territory? So what are you doing here, I'm just passing by. ”