The morning sun shone in the garden, and some of the dewdropping flowers were in full bloom and exuded a faint fragrance, and the sunlight shone into the room through the cracks in the open door, reflecting the gloom of Deberley's dwelling, and the smell of unpleasant tide. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

An Yang stood in the crack of the door, because his back was facing the light, and only a thin and tall black figure remained in Bolai's eyes.

"How did you open the door?"

"I wanted it to open, so it did."

An Yang pushed the door open completely, and the light from outside suddenly filled the entire hall, dispelling the gloom and dampness. He strode into the house of the taboo mystic, and looked around without hesitation, followed by three attendants.

Until he stopped in front of Blee, and looked down at him.

It was an old man on the verge of death, with a black cat curled up next to him. His face was covered with layers of wrinkles, his hair was messy and greasy, his clothes were dirty, and he had squinted his eyes for a long time without feeling the sun.

It's like an ordinary old man who enjoys the rest of his life.

When he opened his eyes, his face was full of anger.

"Someone from afar, do you know the consequences of trespassing into someone's house without permission?! Dare to open the door of all evils, even if the Marquis of Pol really knows you, he can't save you! You will pay for your stupidity! “

An Yang stood in front of him, looked at the cat indifferently and said, "So old and so angry." “

Bo Lai immediately stood up angrily, and kept praying in his chest: "I hate people to do three things in my life, the first is to open the door of my residence without permission, the second is to tease my cat, and the third is to say that I am old in front of me!" “

He slammed his crutches: "You have two!" “

An Yang reached out and pinched the black cat's face, causing the black cat to shrink back in fear, very cold, and then turned back to him and said, "Now it's three." “

Blai's face grew more and more gloomy.

Shellyl took a few steps in front of him, sword in one hand, and stared at Bolley tightly.

An Yang patted her on the shoulder and motioned for her to get out of the way.

Shiryl obediently retreated, but still stood beside him and stared at Blee. It seemed that as soon as he moved, she would immediately flicker over and subdue the apprentice mystic.

Bo Lai felt that he had been insulted, and his old body was constantly trembling, he had to talk to him so much because of Anyang's scruples about opening the door, but now even this scruple does not exist, and all that remains is anger.

"Okay, okay, it seems that I haven't been angry for a long time, so that you think I have a good temper, and even a child with a few guards who have not fully grown teeth dares to come to me for trouble, it seems that I should do something!"

Blay smacked his crutches, and his figure stepped back sharply.

The black cat beside him suddenly stood up, stared at several intruders with sharp eyes, opened its mouth violently, and spat out a cloud of green acid, while its body swelled sharply, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a black panther.

A figure instantly appeared on the left side of An Yang.

Syllable!

The cross sword in Shiryl's hand blocked the green acid horizontally, and the force and angle just hit it back, and not a drop splashed on An Yang or herself, but fell on the black panther fur, and suddenly a burst of green smoke rose.

"Whew!"

The panther's smooth fur suddenly had a few bloody holes, causing it to hiss in pain!

"Shhh Grunt! Hiss! Hiss! ……“

At the same time, the cross sword in Shiryl's hand was also corroded and broken by acid, and the effect was staggering!

"Shhh

The panther quickly hissed, like the sound of a cat about to attack, opened its mouth as it approached, and spat out a mouthful of acid at Shiryl, and pounced forward, its body as muscular as a touch of black lightning.

Syllable!

The acid fell to the ground.

The panther also pounced and landed on the ground.

Before it could figure out what was going on, and before it could react, a long, five-fingered hand grabbed its neck from behind, and at the same time, a cross sword half-corroded by acid rested on its neck, and a cold female voice came from behind.

"I know you're wise!"

The panther immediately lowered his head and stood still on the ground.

An Yang walked towards Bolai in front of him, and said lightly: "I originally came with goodwill and friendship, and I also knocked on your door very politely, so I shouldn't be blamed for making such a fuss, right?" If you're still willing to talk to me......"

Bo Lai completely ignored his words, took a few steps back in fear, took out a pocket crossbow arrow from his bosom with one hand, and reflexively knocked over a bottle next to him with the other hand, and immediately flew out of the bottle A few green insects buzzed.

An Yang was stunned for a moment, and then felt very disappointed: "With all due respect, you really don't deserve to be called a mystery. “

As soon as he beckoned, the crossbow arrow in Blai's hand was already out of his hand and landed firmly in his hand. At the same time, the green insects also turned into flames and spontaneously ignited in the air, constantly struggling, and were burned to scorched lumps in the blink of an eye.

"This ...... You, you're the Mystic! “

Blay stared at him with wide eyes in disbelief.

The panther had reverted to a black cat, and was picked up by Shirrill with a piece of fur on the top of its neck.

"Meow~"

It seems to be saying it's just a cat.

An Yang looked at the black cat, then at the small blackened insect corpse on the ground, and finally looked at Bo Lai and said, "Is that all you have is this cat and these insects?" “

"My lord, I... I have no intention of offending you! “

At this time, Bolai was completely devoid of the flying majesty just now.

An Yang nodded: "It's okay, I'm just here to ask you about something, I hope you can answer, of course, I will also pay some price for the news you provide." “

Bolai's eyes immediately lit up: "Just say it!" “

"Who passed on your knowledge to you?"

Bolai immediately hesitated and asked, "Are you a mystic who came here alone and want to find other mysteries?" “

An Yang nodded.

Bo Lai showed a little disappointed: "To tell you the truth, I met an elder when I was very young, I don't remember the specific experience, I only know that the elder gave me a book, but unfortunately I have no talent in this area, and now more than fifty years have passed, and I still can't achieve anything." “

After a pause, his emotions were a little excited: "And in so many years, you are the first mysterious person I have ever seen!" “

"I need that book!"

Blay shook his head: "I have burned it, probably more than twenty years ago, it is no longer there. “

"Then you write it down!"

Bo Lai immediately raised his head with blazing eyes: "That is my most precious thing, what can you give in exchange?" “

An Yang's eyes were slightly cold: "Your life!" “

Breeley immediately shuddered.

After a while, Shiryl brought pen and paper.

Blay trembled and wrote.

An Yang said next to him: "If the experiment proves that what you wrote is wrong, you live here, I think you know what kind of consequences you will face!" “

Blai's rickety body shuddered again.

The knowledge that the old man memorized in his mind was far beyond An Yang's imagination, and his movements were slow and stiff, and it took him four hours to completely copy the contents of the book: "My lord, it's all here, but the order may be a little off." “

Seeing An Yang frowning slightly, he hurriedly added: "This definitely does not affect the correctness." “

An Yang's brows stretched at this time, and he took out a piece of yellow paper cut into the shape of a powerful ghost from his carry-on space, and threw it in the air to turn into a blue-faced ghost with a strong body, accompanied by a gust of yin wind. Bray took a few steps back in fright.

"Your Excellency...... I didn't lie to you, it's ......"

"This is my reward for you."

As An Yang said, he gave a simple order to the blue-faced ghost, and then bent down and pinched the face of the black cat on the ground, before taking Shiryl and the others out of the room, leaving one person and one cat curiously looking at the green-faced ghost standing still.

Unfortunately, he didn't get a clue from the Mystery.

I only got a book, but I can use it to understand the power system of the Mystic first.

Back in the carriage, Shiryl said to him, "My sword has just broke, and I need to buy a sword in the city." “

An Yang waved his hand, took out a long sword made of eternal alloy directly from the carry-on space and handed it to her, but this sword was the style of a Chinese sword, which was different from the cross sword, so he specially asked: "Do you use such a sword easily?" “

Shiryl took the sword and looked at it, and then touched the broken sword, looking very satisfied, before saying, "No problem, I didn't use a big sword, this kind of thin is just right, and ...... And I seem to be able to use any weapon at my fingertips. “

An Yang nodded: "That's good!" “

Isn't it, a master-level cold weapon master!

"Shall we go back to the hotel?"

"Well, we'll leave tomorrow!"

"Yes!"

The carriage soon began to jolt again.

An Yang took out the thick stack of white paper and began to look at it at a glance, occasionally pausing to think.

The book that Blay spoke of was a combination of basic cultivation or meditation methods and a spell, from which it can be seen that the mystic's system was relatively closer to arcane magic. But it's only relatively speaking, and the difference is quite large.

Mystics also pay more attention to spiritual power, attach great importance to knowledge, and have more disciplines than the spell system, but they are the same as the spell system to store energy in the body, and even there are mystics who do not store power themselves.

Although there is very little depicted in the book, Anyang still sees that this is a vast and extensive system.

In most cases, they also release energy in the same way as psychic power and spell models, but there are also more ways to convert energy into other means, such as Blay who has no energy, and his only reliance is the black cat.

The second half of the book talks about the methods of cultivating some special creatures and controlling them, and An Yang is surprised to find that compared to the way of cultivating special creatures in arcane magic and spells, this method in front of him is a bit of a shadow of science......

It's a little bit of a pain......

The tip of the iceberg about the Mystic that I had just thought I had seen immediately became foggy again.

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