"Peng!"

Streams of mysterious black gas came out of the book, gradually forming many seemingly meaningless words and sentences in the air, still the language excerpts in the book "Erotic Encounters", floating and sinking, and some of the explicit words made people blush and heartbeat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Irafroschi untied one of Heracli's gorgeous clothes, and kissed her delicate red lips fiercely, despite her seniority, and it was not long before two hot men and two hot bodies pressed together!"

"Gloricia fell into the hot pool, and the pink veil around her body gradually floated......"

"Iraflossi's breath is short......"

"Illavoroski decided that this woman was the lady he wanted tonight, in this life......"

……

An Yang's eyes stared sharply into the air in front of him, and he gradually ignored the meaning of the words themselves, only the deliberately curved arc of the scribbled handwriting and the irregularities of the deliberate writing, and the spiritual power gradually extended out.

The Mystic's system is exceptionally sensitive to psychic power, which is more prominent than the arcane magic and spell systems!

Just the moment of touching, these black qi words floating in the air began to distort, and some superfluous parts disappeared, leaving only the part that was written to be left to future generations, and moved and reorganized in the air, and the trajectory followed some strange law.

After about half a minute, everything had been reassembled, and it seemed to be a new kind of text, with a high degree of complexity, more like Azeroth's magical text than the spells of the Divine World, twisted and twisted, some like insects.

"No response?"

"Do it again!"

An Yang frowned and waved his hand to scatter the words.

After about twenty minutes, he tried all twelve reorganization methods, but there was still no response.

An Yang's brows furrowed more and more, and he felt helpless while holding the thick book: "It's not good, has the analysis failed or is it wrong, or does this kind of writing have to be recognized or read?" If that's the case, it's too much trouble. ”

After a moment, he looked stunned.

"Retarded!"

Only then did An Yang remember that in order to break the last restriction on the book of Conoper, he used the 'energy interception method' to block the energy supply of the last restriction on the book, even if these words had mysterious abilities, they could not run!

He hurriedly withdrew his mana: "Do it again!" ”

About fifteen minutes later, when Anyang tried the eighth restructuring plan, he realized that he had succeeded. The flow of energy in the Book of Conopold can be hidden from the apprentice and Scott, but not from a cultivator or arcane mage!

"Peng!"

The words in the air exploded abruptly, turning into a cloud of black smoke.

When the black smoke gradually cleared, an old man's face appeared in the air, looking at him calmly.

"Fellow apprentices scattered across the continent of Lathea, congratulations, you have passed the qualification certification of the Tower of Silence."

"The Tower of Silence?"

"Yes, you will never be alone again."

An Yang stared at the kind face.

Is this a conversational program?

"The Tower of Silence is?"

"The Tower of Silence is the supreme academic organization founded 1,800 years ago, and we have a rich collection of books where anyone seeking truth and wisdom can find profound enlightenment, and our creator is also a famous ......"

After hundreds of words of self-introduction——

"Our address is in the cold valley of the Duchy of Selan."

Principality of Ceran ......

An Yang looked pained, and couldn't help but think seriously, how many years ago was this book released!

The Duchy of Ceran is an important part of the Commonwealth, located in the northwestern part of the Federation, not far from the capital. But at least three hundred years ago, after the end of the conflict between the North and the South, no one used this name anymore, and now only the province of Achelan remains.

If it weren't for Scott's alive, he would even have to suspect that this Rausch tower was still there.

"How do I prove myself?"

"...... with this marker"

The old man's face opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of black smoke, forming a antler mark in the air, and there was a word in the lower left corner.

"Young apprentice, because you used eight chances to open me, and you are very familiar with the process of opening, it proves that your mental power and control of energy are very good, and your knowledge is also good, so your rating is a first-class qualification."

"First-class qualifications?"

Is this the way to identify the qualifications of an apprentice? It seems that this book is not only a threshold for selecting members, but also the first test paper for the mysteries of the Tower of Silence for their future members, but I don't know how much this means.

An Yang watched the mark slowly fly towards him, but his eyes were staring at the old man's face in the air. On the one hand, there is more and more expectation for the wisdom of the mysterious, and on the other hand, I also sigh at the intelligence and functionality of this 'artificial intelligence system'!

The mark was slowly imprinted on the back of his hand, and the energy seeped out, but he was immediately met with strong resistance from the mana in his body.

An Yang immediately suppressed the mana.

This strange energy only then gained a foothold.

At this time, there was already a black antler mark on the back of his right hand, and a small 'one' in the lower left corner, which looked neat compared to the scribbled handwriting on the Book of Conopt, and at the same time, the excess energy turned into black smoke and floated back.

But because he was partially wiped out by the mana before, and the imprint work was completed, there was very little energy left.

The old man's face took a deep breath, and he inhaled the wisp of black smoke into his nostrils, but he immediately frowned.

"Apprentice, I'm sorry to tell you that because the recovered natural energy is lower than normal, it proves that your body has a higher resistance to natural energy than the average of ordinary people, which will not be conducive to your future development, is not conducive to controlling energy, and creates obstacles to the study of certain subjects, so I have to lower your score to a second-class qualification."

At the same time, the old man's face opened his mouth again, and another small, small black smoke flew towards him.

The corner of An Yang's mouth twitched, stretched out his left hand and slapped the black smoke in his hand, and carefully examined it.

"What is this?"

"Natural energy for marking."

“…… Lie to me that I haven't cultivated? If the natural energy presents this state and characteristics, I will live eat Xiang. ”

The old man smiled and said nothing.

An Yang asked again: "Where is the address of the organization?" ”

The old man looked at him with a smile and said, "Our address is in the cold valley of the Duchy of Selan. ”

An Yang stared at him, and then asked, "Do you know the Mesoyalan Federation and the Achillan Province?" ”

The old man's face continued to smile and remain silent.

"Do you know where the capital is?"

The old man's face was still smiling and silent.

"Do you know Scott?"

The expression on the old man's face remained the same.

"What's the name of the organization?"

"Our name is the Tower of Silence."

"I see."

Anyang was sure that it was really a program and that its functions were very limited, so he no longer had any worries.

Syllable!

He shook his left hand and wiped out the black smoke.

The old man's face still didn't show it.

An Yang nodded: "Is there anything else you want to say?" ”

The old man said with a kind face, "The Tower of Silence is open to the public every winter, please hurry over at this time, and before that, you can go to our affiliated apprentice organization, the Koryas Academy in Lorainsch, to study." ”

"Is that the Capital Academy?"

……

"Goldyas Academy?"

"Goldyas College hides the Silent Tower's admissions organization, as well as the affiliated apprenticeship organization, which is open to qualified people at any time, and many apprentices choose to study in the organization before going to the Tower in the winter."

"I see."

Anyang stopped talking.

He knew that the area where the capital was located used to be called Lolanschi, and the Goreas College is now the top talent training college of the Federation, and there is also a name called Capital College, which is equivalent to the best university in the country.

It's also a long-established academy where kingdoms have fallen, cities have been rebuilt, and it's still there!

It is estimated that many people can't figure out why Goldyas College has stood tall in the midst of hundreds of years of turmoil.

This is also a side proof that the Tower of Silence has always existed.

Anyang asks a few more questions, the Book of Conoport answers some of them, and some are clearly out of the way, at which point it will look at you with a smile and kindness, and only when it comes to certain keywords and its responsibilities will it be activated again.

"What a funny thing!"

An Yang closed the book lightly.

At the same time, the old man's face floating in the air also exploded into countless black gases with a bang, and then burrowed into the book.

Anyang opened the book again, and the contents of the book had been turned into neat federal text, which recorded some common knowledge about the mystic system, as well as some basic information about the Tower of Silence, which was roughly equivalent to a freshman admission guide.

He read it cursorely, and began to study the structure of the book and how the old man's face worked.

Three days later, he came to Scott's cabin.

"Good day, Lord Scott!"

"Oh, Ain, you actually opened the Book of Conoper so quickly, and you are still a first-class qualification, which proves that you have met all the basic requirements to become a polymath and a powerful person, you really surprise me, come and sit down!"

Scott looked surprised as he looked at the mark on the back of his hand, and much more enthusiastic than he had seen last time.

An Yang glanced at a large green bag on the table, recognized that it was the organ on the head of the Lord of Younu, and vaguely knew in his heart that Scott's enthusiasm was probably not due to his qualifications, but because this unknown organ was of great use to him.

"Master Scott, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"At this time, you should be going to the Capital Academy, right? It's a good choice, get familiar with the environment first, maybe you can get to know your classmates in advance in advance, keep the mark sensitive, and someone will pick you up directly after you arrive at the Capital Academy. ”

"Thank you for the reminder."

"You're welcome, you've helped me a lot, I heard that your big knights are also very fierce in battle, they also raided and surrounded some escaped slaves the night before yesterday, and killed a slave sacrifice, this war is thanks to you!"

"I don't know about it yet."

Anyang had a few more polite conversations with Scott, then turned around and returned to the camp, gathered the three of them and left directly.

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