Everything seems to have passed, and Silver Dust is about to usher in the quiet life of a disciple of the Demon Pavilion, in this remote stronghold far away from the center of the Demon Pavilion's power, practice, read the information of the Kanonorial civilization, build new spell slots, level up, and then become a god step by step, and even a heaven-level mage. Yinchen knows that in this cruel and barbaric world of monks, because of the very low ability of transportation and communication, coupled with the diaphragm between people, the vast majority of people in the world, and even the vast majority of monks, are confined to an ordinary life trajectory from a certain moment in their lives, day after day, year after year, until one day, quietly break through one or two major realms, become a generation of powerhouses, become a very small number of people who can control their own destiny, or live a quiet old and dead home, and live their own uneventful life。

Everything should have passed, and Silver Dust should have been able to relax and become his mage in a down-to-earth manner, to study his ancient civilization of Canonicle, and to impact his dream of a heaven-level mage, but no matter what, Jia Yuanyuan's words still lingered in his ears.

"The Demon Pavilion actually captured a thousand people. The reminder of the Iron Palm Gang girl made Yinchen's conscience shake slightly, by nature, Yinchen is a kind person, he is not very able to be ruthless when he sees death, but from the most basic and practical reality, he has no ability to ask about the life and death of those people.

The 76 worst and stronger people (triple body), the 76 masters of the Iron Palm Gang, did not achieve anything in the operation of rescuing a thousand captives, and they also took the 76 well-known masters in the Iron Palm Gang in vain, Silver Dust didn't know how he could rescue these people, a second-level demon master, and rescue the encirclement of 2,600 people - he didn't even know the specific location of the warehouse.

"Master, tell me, is the disciple doing this for good, or is he doing evil?" Yinchen asked Fang Liang his own question, but did not respond, because he was too far away from Master Xuanzhi for the master to hear his voice.

Yinchen didn't understand at this time that Master Xuanzhi's entrustment to him was to do what he could, to be always vigilant against the gloomy dark magic in his body, not to let him be a hero. Master Xuanzhi doesn't like heroes, because heroes have short lives. Many years later, Yinchen will really understand what the master means, and now he is still too young to understand the old man's good intentions.

He did not understand what the master meant, so he could not calm his heart. He felt that a thousand lives were placed in his hand, which could be easily crushed or picked up at any time, but he seemed to be locked by some invisible shackles, unable to move, and could only watch as these lives shattered into ashes one by one.

He felt confused and painful, so he began to run away, and the only thing he could do was not think about these questions, which was to distract himself. "Let's study the ruins! That would be a little more comfortable! What's more, when I become stronger, when I really become a god, I can directly change the whole world, and then I will solve everything forever?"

Silver Dust sat up, and in order to concentrate himself, he even posed for the mysterious and sacred five-hearted posture in the civilization of Evil Luo Hai City, and then opened the ruins of Kanonikor again.

Compared to last time, everything has gone too smoothly. When the words of Evil Luo Haicheng appeared in the faint blue light curtain, Silver Dust was surprised to find that the record he had browsed last time was still there. This has saved him a lot of time.

The silver pupils tightened, and Silver Dust nervously and excitedly browsed the words in the light curtain, and those square-shaped strokes of the Evil Luo Haicheng characters (Hanzi) looked so cute at this time.

However, after 100 articles, he knew that he would never be as lucky as he was last time.

Of the 100 articles, only 49 are truly comparable to "Introduction to Quantum Magic", and the rest are literary works that resemble fairy tales, and in fact, from the search catalog, only the first 49 of the 100,000 results on elemental magic are really valuable in the field of magic.

Silver Dust sighed in disappointment and reassurance: "The Canonikor civilization is not a real magical civilization after all. ”

Yes, the entire ancient civilization of Gabroyle is actually isolated from elemental magic, whether it is the Taoism of Evil Luo Haicheng or the divine magic of Vantalien, they are the foundation of magical civilization, but not the form of civilization itself. Daoshu provides the format and vocabulary of incantations, and divine magic provides the infrastructure of telekinesis and realm, but Gabroyle's modern magical civilization, which combines ancient Eastern and Western civilizations and develops with Chinese civilization as the core, is much more than that. In contrast, the research in the field of magic in the Karonikle civilization is still in the most fundamental and basic theoretical stage, and the practice of elemental magic in this ancient civilization is still a complete blank.

Silver Dust rubbed his nose in disappointment, he knew that this civilization ruin could help him get here, it was already the limit, he didn't want to get even a spell, a formula, an enchantment pattern from this ruin. Yinchen put down his hand, casually picked up a peanut from the dish on the bedside table, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully. The taste of fried and salt fills the mouth.

His mood calmed down at this time, like a greedy rich man who had just finished tapping his belongings, and closed the door of the treasure house with some unwillingness and some satisfaction. Silver Dust knew that from now on, all magic cultivation could only count on these 50 (plus "Introduction to Quantum Magic") theoretical research reports, and in this world controlled by divine powers, he couldn't imagine anything related to magic.

However, each of these 50 useful texts is at the same level as "Introduction to Quantum Magic", quantum analysis, spatial polar collapse, dark energy, intermediate wave chromaton displacement energy (related to rules and forbidden spells), field theory (for building fields), and so on, all of which are interpreted and realized from the most essential and fundamental direction The feasibility of this supernatural ability, for Silver Dust, is to comprehensively analyze an entire magical civilization from the lowest and most fundamental places, and for Silver Dust, it is equivalent to paving a road to heaven in front of him, with 49 layers of insurance attached.

In a trance, Yinchen suddenly realized that as long as he lived, as long as he persevered, becoming a god or something seemed to be very casual, and his goal should be a heaven-level mage in the super god realm.

Thinking of this, Silver Dust once again dedicated the highest etiquette of the mage to the faint blue light curtain, to this civilization that has been extinguished for 100,000 years.

A sense of relief and tranquility made Yinchen Po feel detached, as if all the misery in the world was nothing more than the darkness before dawn to him. Silver Dust rolled on the big bed a few times, calmed his excited nerves a little, and threw himself in front of the light curtain again, flipping through the stories that were not very interesting.

"Harry Potter" is not very attractive to Silver Dust, because he doesn't think that a group of wizards with small sticks can do anything earth-shattering, not that he accidentally froze the sun with a forbidden spell......

Yinchen frowned his good-looking eyebrows, there was a weakest prince with the same name as himself, not only the scum of strength, but also the magnificence of the bento......

"Fengshen List"?Yinchen saw that his hairs stood up. Is it any wonder that the people of the ancient Evil Luohai City were peace-conscious and did not like to fight, and once a war broke out, it would be a proper nuclear war! Those magic weapons were thrown back casually, and they were not afraid that the solar system would be tossed and scattered? In other words, that Nezha's Hot Wheels were definitely not equipped with an anti-neutron burst stroke engine?

After only reading three novels, Yinchen felt dizzy, and he didn't think that a modern person could understand the extraordinary imagination of ancient humans 100,000 years ago.