Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Supreme Magic Book (Kneel and beg for collection, recommended)
Zhou Yi's mind was blank, and only one thought flashed: "Is this a heart-warming feeling, I'm also a man, it's really embarrassing." ”
At this time, a voice woke Zhou Yi up from his thoughts again, only to hear Artoria's blue eyes already face to face with Zhou Yi and said, "Mr. Zhou Yi, what's wrong with you." ”
Zhou Yi looked at the red lips that were close at hand, as if he could get them as long as he took a slight step forward, Zhou Yi was startled, took a step back and said: "It's nothing, I was just attracted by the beauty of this starry sky, so I lost my mind." ”
Artoria heard this: "In this way, indeed, the shijie of Yugrasil will always be so beautiful that you will never get tired of looking at it. ”
In the garden, Zhou Yi and Artoria stood side by side, looking up at the starry sky, looking at the shijie tree that connects the upper and lower shijie, and the endless starry sky-Yugrasil, a faint light shining on the entire upper shijie, the shijie, which is known as the kingdom of the gods, seems to have fallen into a quiet at this time.
The quiet time always ends quickly, and the joy does not last forever, and half an hour later, a noise breaks the silence in the garden.
Zhou Yi looked helplessly at the gate of the mansion, where two drunks were walking towards the mansion.
It's Vir and Cali, two guys who are obsessed with alcohol, or two newcomers among the countless drunkards on this shijie.
In the wilderness, the climate is relatively harsh, the day is very hot, and the night is very cold, so alcohol has become a necessity, otherwise for ordinary people, the cold night is not so easy to spend, after dinner, hot wine is always essential.
Zhou Yi said to Artoria: "I'll leave first, Miss Artoria, you should rest early." ”
Artoria looked at Zhou Yi with a pair of blue eyes, and said in a crisp voice: "Mr. Zhou Yi, you are really outside, just call me Toria, you don't need to call me my full name." ”
When Zhou Yi heard this, he was overjoyed, and then said: "Then don't call me Mr. Zhou Yi, just call me Zhou Yi." ”
When Artoria heard this, a pure smile flashed in her eyes and said, "Okay, Zhou Yi." ”
When Zhou Yi heard this, he held back the joy in his heart and said, "Then I'll go first, Tolia." ”
After finishing speaking, Zhou Yi left quickly with a trace of joy in his heart, chasing girls is a long-term jishu life, and today has narrowed the relationship between the two, and the future is long.
Zhou Yi ignored the appearance of the two drunkards, Cali and Ville, and just asked the maids to send them back to the room.
Zhou Yi returned to his room, but the cat was snoring on his bed, and the bubbles on the tip of his nose shrank and rose, as if he was unaware of Zhou Yi's return.
Zhou Yi smiled slightly, turned over and lay on the soft big bed, and fell asleep, in a trance, Zhou Yi seemed to have returned to the past, the happiest time in the orphanage.
The dream was illusory, it was when he was ten years old, on the day of his birthday, his fellow orphaned companions celebrated his first birthday, although the birthday cake was just the breakfast they saved in the morning, the inferior cake, but it also made him feel the warmth of his life for the first time.
A white candle was inserted on top of several patchwork cakes, five ten-year-old boys and girls, singing birthday songs in a whisper, with heartfelt wishes, one of the teenagers had happy tears on his face, and that moment was a memory worth cherishing for him.
But when he was at his happiest, a figure came from outside the door of the bedroom, and vicious words sounded in the dark space, mixed with a bad smell of wine: "You little cubs, do you want to burn this place, get out of here." ”
A great shadow enveloped them, and one foot on several pieces of cake extinguished the white candles, and the four cakes were crushed to pieces, and then a storm descended on them.
Anger rose from Zhou Yi's heart, the only blazing that it had never been before, it seemed to be about to burn through the Nine Heavens, and a loud cry sounded from his mouth: "I want you to die without a place to be buried." ”
A punch blasted out, the picture shattered, Zhou Yi sat up, and at this time he had already punched out, slamming into the void in front of him, making a vacuum muffled, and even woke up the cat next to him.
The cat blew up again, pulled out the short knife at his waist, and looked around vigilantly, and the whole room was silent for a long time.
Then the corners of the cat's mouth twitched, its beard trembled, and it looked at Zhou Yi with an unhappy face: "Lord masturbation, can you explain to me, is this going on?" ”
Zhou Yi exhaled deeply, and then said, "I had a nightmare, I'm sorry." ”
When the cat heard this, his whole body suddenly became weak, and he crawled on the bed very unvividly, as if he had been drained of his strength, and looked at Zhou Yi weakly: "Master, don't you be like this, my heart is not good, I was shocked." ”
Looking at the lazy cat, Zhou Yi smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I dreamed of something unhappy, by the way, what you said yesterday, do you have any suggestions about my wizard level." ”
When the cat heard this, it coughed, then opened its cat eyes and looked at Zhou Yidao: "You are now at the peak of a junior wizard, and your magic power has reached ten points, and the next thing is to condense the magic book, but the magic book also has a high level." ”
When Zhou Yi heard this, he raised his eyebrows, looked at the cat and said, "Go on." ”
The cat glanced at him again and said, "So far, most people only know that the Magic Book is divided into the lower level of the Demon Codex, the middle level of the Demon Codex, and the upper level of the Demon Codex. ”
When Zhou Yi heard this, he looked at the cat and said, "Isn't it, I heard Green say that his is the lower level of the magic book." ”
The cat smiled again and said: "The magic book is mainly related to future achievements, the lower magic book is enough to become a legend, but if you want to set foot in a higher level, then there is little hope, although it is not absolute, but basically few people can break through this limit, in general, the higher the level of the magic codex, the greater the future achievements, and if you want to achieve the highest level of the wizard, even the upper level of the magic book is only one in ten thousand possibilities." ”
When Zhou Yi heard this, his eyes lit up, he looked at the cat and said, "What is the secret in this?" ”
A mysterious color suddenly lit up on the cat's face, and then looked at Zhou Yi and said, "Of course there is a secret." ”
When Zhou Yi heard this, he looked at it curiously and said, "What secret, let's hear it." ”
The cat cracked a gap in the corner of its mouth again, and then said to Zhou Yi: "I won't tell you." ”
When Zhou Yi heard this, his face suddenly changed, and he knew that he had been teased.
Looking at the indignant Zhou Yi, the cat said again: "But I can sue you, the upper level of the magic book is not the highest level of the magic codex, there is a level above it, called the supreme magic codex." ”
Zhou Yi looked at the cat and said, "Supreme Magic Codex, what's the effect." ”
The cat looked at Zhou Yi again and said with disdain: "I don't know, Supreme Magic Codex, that can give you a one-hundredth chance to ascend to the supreme realm of wizards." ”
When Zhou Yi heard this, he was disappointed and said: "That's it, I'm going to cultivate to that level, I don't know when I'm going to go, cut, it's just a painting cake." ”
Hearing Zhou Yi's words, the cat suddenly barked angrily, and yelled at Zhou Yi: "You are simply a fool, do you know how many people want this opportunity and can't get it, damn master, don't tell others that you are my master, it's really a shame to die." ”
Zhou Yi just smiled at Mao You's contempt and anger, and when he heard the Supreme Demon Codex, he knew that he had to refine it successfully, because Zhou Yi knew that he had a unique advantage in cultivating wizards.
First, Zhou Yi can rely on the conquest system to easily cultivate the spell successfully, which saves him a lot of time, and the successful refining of the spell will automatically reflect all its mysteries into his mind, and he can easily absorb the mysteries in it, which is the same ability as cheating.
Second, relying on the conquest system, he can almost be said to have no bottlenecks and can continue to be strong, which is his confidence to become a super strong.
With these two advantages, Zhou Yi is actually not worried about his cultivation in the wizard, on the contrary, what he needs to worry about is only the supply of external resources, the way to obtain various spells, and the restrictions on him from other external resources, which is also the reason why he directly develops shili, the conquest system, the consumption of resources is too great, relying on himself alone, there will never be a time for great success.
With a decision in his heart, Zhou Yi said to the cat again: "Okay, hurry up and explain honestly, how should you make this Supreme Magic Codex." ”
The cat glanced at Zhou Yi again, already knowing his thoughts, and said in his mouth: "The hateful master actually deceived my feelings, hmph, I'll give you a headache later." ”
With a hint of weirdness in his eyes, the cat looked at Zhou Yi again: "The materials are very simple, first, the god level, the bloodline of the pure-blooded primeval monsters, the second, the shijie tree, the thirteen mature leaves on the Yugrasil, and the third, the origin altar." ”
Zhou Yi listened to the three nouns that the cat said again, and when he brushed it, his face turned pale, the blood of the god-level primeval monsters, the leaves of the shijie tree, and the origin altar, he had never heard of it, but just from the name, he knew that it was a very strong thing.
Zhou Yi's face darkened, and he roared at the cat: "Are you joking with me, god-level ancient monster, before I walked next to it, it had already turned into ashes, and it was still pure-blooded." ”
"The leaves of the shijie tree, are you playing with me, I can't even enter the federal border, where to get the leaves of the shijie tree, or thirteen, are you in a daze."
"Origin Altar, I've never heard of this thing, you're sure you're not joking."
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