It reads: "Blackglow." ”

This is certified? You have become a black star?

Fang Zhen, who was holding the black card, was still a little confused, but he was still very excited in his heart.

The sense of accomplishment that had just passed made him feel more excited than digging up the gardens of the harem of the ancient Babylonian kings.

"Yaya, this time you should get out of the spiritual illusion, right?"

Fang Zhen was excited, but also a little apprehensive. If you haven't come out of the illusion, then everything that happened is fake.

Looking at himself in the mirror, he gently pushed open the wooden door.

What appeared in front of him was no longer a secret room, but the hall where he had come once to meet the old man with Chrysanthemum-Flower.

This hall is still unchanged, surrounded by six stone pillars with black patterns, and the ground in the middle is a black six-pointed star array, and there are many runes carved into it. The surrounding walls are curved, and the walls are carved with a variety of Warcraft figures.

After walking into the hall, Fang Zhen felt that the free magic elements in the air here were extremely abundant, and taking a breath of air could be regarded as meditation and cultivation.

At this time, the six stone pillars surrounding the black six-pointed star slightly emitted different colors of light, and the six stone pillars emitted six colors of green, yellow, red, purple, white, and black.

After that, a cloud of light appeared in the sky above the black hexagram, slowly condensing into a human figure.

Fang Zhen fixed his eyes and scolded "old bastard" with a very bad face.

That's right, this figure is the old man with a chrysanthemum-flower-face, the current vice president of Samikina College, Hirion.

"Yo yo! You kid scolded me as soon as he saw me, did you suffer a loss in the 'Memory Mirror'?" hahahahaha!"

It seemed that seeing Fang Zhen's black face, Sirion laughed heartily.

"Don't be a fool of you, you old bastard, I've learned a lot from the memory and mirror you just said. ”

Fang Zhen glanced at him, found a step and sat down, and continued: "But what kind of mirror is this, I don't know when I was hit." ”

"The 'Memory Mirror' is one of the treasures of the Academy, and the one you just saw is just an imitation of the fragments separated from the mirror, but it is very suitable for you. The way Sirion smiled, like a chrysanthemum blooming, made people want to punch it over.

"I said old bastard, it seems that you don't want to give up if you want to fix me? I don't have that much effort to play with you, let's talk about something, I'm very busy. Fang Zhen played with the black card, looking impatient. "Anyway, aren't you out of the academy, why are you still in the Black Mangta?"

"Yes, my body is no longer in the academy. What you see is just a mindful body. ”

It's a longing body again. Fang Zhen said secretly: The one I met in the montage mausoleum claimed to be a montage, and he was also a longing body. This method of retaining consciousness with mental power is really convenient.

Then he asked, "Then you left this black card for me, because you want me to take over Hei Mangta as soon as possible?"

"No, not exactly. Sirion sighed.

It seemed that it was rare to see this old bastard sigh, Fang Zhen couldn't help but lift his senses and listen to his next words.

"Because I want to see your bad luck sooner. ”

“............ Can you be serious, old bastard? Besides, I really want to beat you up. ”

Sirion chuckled, turned around, pointed to the stone pillar that glowed green, and said, "Go to the next floor here, and then in order, green, orange, red, purple, white, and black." When you pass them all, you can inherit the real Black Mangta, and I will tell you all the truths you want to know at that time. The thoughts I left behind still need to run the Black Manta Tower, so I won't talk nonsense. The epoch of 10,000 years is approaching, and no one knows whether it will usher in a new era or a catastrophe. ”

Then, Sirion beckoned to Fang Zhen, only to see the dark gem flash out from Fang Zhen's magic light belt.

"The shoulder pads you are wearing now have not been named because they are still half-finished. It is said that you have already named it, called the Night Shoulder Guards, which is a good name. And this dark gem is called the Dark Moon Stone, which is said to be a treasure of the High Elf Empire of the Age of Magic. Later, during the Yanwu Era, the sea horizon plummeted, and the ancestors found it in a sunken continental ruin, and after several turnovers, it was finally collected in the academy. When I first cast this shoulder pad, it was the seventh and last in the academy. So this gemstone, setting it in is the best choice. Take off your shoulder pads, and I'll use the power of Black Mangta to forge them further. ”

Hilion's calm expression looked very serious, which made Fang Zhen intuitively feel a little awkward, feeling as if something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

However, Fang Zhen also knew that the Shoulder Guards of the Dark Night were very important, it was usually very good to only rely on the "Dark Night Dust Mist" as a means of defense, but the consumption was also very large, and the replenished magic crystals were wasted a lot, if there was a top-notch dark gem to use as magic energy, it would be the best.

Besides, "Night Dust Mist" is only a basic skill of the shoulder guard, and the defense is very good, but it can only be effective against magic attacks, such as slashing or piercing, it will undoubtedly hurt, and even if it is a blow, it can only absorb shock waves.

Once you have the Magic Gem as the source power, then you can tap into the other skills of the Shoulder Guards. Moreover, the magic gem will also automatically absorb the free magic elements in the air to replenish the magic power, which is simply a gem that sublimates the fate of the equipment.

When Fang Zhen took off the shoulder pads and handed them to Xilion, he realized that something was wrong.

Because Sirion showed a treacherous smile mercilessly.

I only heard him say, "Boy, wait until you open it and pass through the orange stone pillar, and then come and get it!"

After speaking, the light flashed, and the hall was empty.

Hirion's mindfulness is gone, along with the Nightstone and the Night Shoulders.

It was a long time before an astonishing roar came from the hall.

"Old bastard, you Daye!!"

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When Fang Zhen walked out of the Black Mangta with a very bad face, Xilaiman hurriedly greeted him.

However, when Hileiman saw that his face was strange, and that he was not mentally weak, he held the bottle of the water of recovery in his hand for a while, and did not know what to do.

"Student Solomon, you have passed the first floor, why is it so fast, and it has only been four hours!"

Helaiman's breezy expression finally loosened.

"Four hours? bitch, so long, damn old bastard. Fang Zhen's face was still very bad.

"It's... How are you mentally drained, do you feel weak?"

Although Helaiman could see that Fang Zhen's mental strength was very abundant, there was no sign of weakness. But Xilaiman still asked carefully, after all, Fang Zhen's face was so bad that it looked like he had been robbed.

In fact, it was almost like being robbed, Fang Zhen took a deep breath, calmed his face, and said:

"I'm fine, it's fine. Go back, next time I'll come by myself. ”

Helaiman nodded, didn't ask too much, and then handed him the water of restoration, and said, "This is given to you by Mentor Haiyali, I originally thought that you would be too mentally depleted, and you can use this water of restoration to restore your mental state in one day." But it doesn't seem to be needed now, you can keep it, maybe you can use it later. ”

Fang Zhen glanced at the crystal bottle, groaned for a while and took it. Although I don't have a cold interest in that Hai Yali tutor, and I don't have much good feelings, I don't take advantage of it for nothing.

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One afternoon a few days later, Fang Zhen, who was rarely in class, came to the library to read some books he needed.

Then I met Mentor Heleman, who was reading a book at a table.

"I said Mentor Heleman, how can I meet you everywhere? It is said that a mentor of your level can go to the tenth layer, why do you stay on the ninth layer?"

Fang Zhen unceremoniously said what he thought in his heart.

Indeed, Mentor Hleiman has been in his sight a lot lately, which makes him wonder if he is being followed by this guy.

The two things he hated the most in his life were being coerced and being followed.

It can be seen from the incident of Solomon's treasure that wherever Fang Zhen goes, he will be followed by a special department of a certain country. Therefore, being stalked has become a subconscious aversion.

"I'm sorry for the trouble, Solomon student. Tutor Heleiman apologized and said, "Because I know that you can only browse through the books on the ninth floor of the library at the moment, I choose to come to the ninth floor often." Of course, don't get me wrong, I'm not here to follow you, but to be able to answer your questions at any time. ”

"Puzzled?"

"Yes, don't you have any doubts? Books can only be regarded as a guide, but they cannot fully explain any matter or concept. ”

Fang Zhen looked at Mentor Xilaiman's amazing smile, and suddenly realized that he was indeed the same.

Although Fang Zhen had read most of the books from the first floor to the eighth floor of the library, books were books after all, and it was impossible to get all the true knowledge just by thinking, and it was necessary to experience, see and practice.

Just like the saying that circulates in the culture of a certain country on the earth: what you get on paper is shallow, and you must do it if you never know it.

He just lacks this experience.

"I see. I misunderstood you, so please understand. Fang Zhen hurriedly performed a magic ritual to show his sincerity.

"Don't mind, if you promise me to be your retinue, then you can use me whenever I am valuable. ”

What kind of international jokes are you making of using a ninth-order spiritual magister!

If it were a different person, he might not even be qualified to shine the shoes of Mentor Hilleman.

However, Fang Zhen has been able to walk the rivers and lakes for many years without falling, so he naturally has enough personal determination. Where would such a big toad run all over the streets?

"Mentor, don't be like this, you are a magister, you want to deign to be an intermediate mage's entourage, isn't this laughing off other people's big teeth? Besides, I don't know if I can help you, what kind of background and mystery do you think is the domain I can access?"

Mentor Helaiman smiled, didn't care about Fang Zhen's words, glanced at the book in his hand, and said, "You are studying the system of spiritual magic?"

"Spiritual magic is the foundation of a magician, and although it does not reach the level of the soul, it is also the cornerstone of our mastery of magic. I have this book "Spiritual Pilgrimage Road", and my mentor thinks that it is too profound for me?"

Fang Zhen held up the huge book in his hand.

Just now, he flipped through it by himself for a while, but found that he could only understand a little bit of the knowledge inside, and there were many theories and concepts that he could not understand.

"This book was written by a Holy Order Magister four thousand years ago, and he was also a scholar of the Pure Spiritual Department. You can also see the signature, this scholar is the representative of the Sage faction of the Baimeng City - Rice Subenhua. His achievements in spiritual magic are unmatched even by his ancestors. This "Spiritual Pilgrimage Path" is certainly a masterpiece in the spiritual magic system, but it is only suitable for magicians with spiritual cultivation above the seventh order. Otherwise, no matter how well you master the theory, you will not be able to understand the mystery of this book. ”

Mentor Heleiman pointed to the book in Fang Zhen's hand and continued: "As Rice Subenhua said in this book, the will is the unquenchable flame of the spirit. The strength of a person's spirit is reflected in his willpower. And you, Solomon student, are the strongest and special student I have ever seen, like a wanderer who has experienced the vicissitudes of the world and has been crazy and persistent. ”

Fang Zhen was silent, looking away, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

Seeing that he didn't reply for a long time, Mentor Hilleman didn't mind, just smiled and continued to flip through the book.

"Mentor Heleman, at the end of the year, I took in a student ......"

"Wait a minute......" Helaiman suddenly interrupted Fang Zhen's words, and he didn't care about being rude, and then asked, "Could it be that your student is a person born with abnormal mental power?"

Fang Zhen was stunned for a moment, and said, "How do you know?"

Hileiman chuckled lightly and said, "I used to practice in the capital of Bemon, in the faction of the Wise, where reasoning is the basic knowledge. As far as I know, you are not a proud man, Solomon, and you know that there are many things that cannot be done, so you do not force them. And this "Spiritual Pilgrimage Road", you can't understand it but you have to carry it, there must be a reason. Either you want to borrow it and copy it so you can practice spiritual magic in the future, or you want to show it to others. Originally, I wondered who you would give it to, but when you said you had just taken in a student. Then I conclude that if this student's qualifications can understand the "Spiritual Pilgrimage Path", then he must be a person with extremely strong spiritual power, do you think I am right?"

Fang Zhen was stunned again, and then said, "Mentor, mind reading is very disrespectful to others. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm just reasoning. But I apologize for that, maybe I should have heard you first. Heleiman apologized embarrassedly, and then said with a little excitement: "But I really envy you very much, I can meet a student who is born with extremely strong mental power and can live safely." ”

My new student is Hanston, and he's 8 years old. When I first met him, his vitality was already very weak, but fortunately I had a bottle of life magic potion at that time to replenish his depleted vitality, otherwise he might not have survived this year. ”

"Eight years old? Only eight years old! Too strong mental power will continue to consume people's lives, and it will cause a lot of trouble. For example, because of the strong mental power, if the person has any mood swings, it will easily affect the people around him. It is even possible to use mental power to enter the consciousness of others to peek into the memory or control their consciousness.

According to the regulations promulgated by the Magic Guild, once such an ordinary person with extremely strong mental power is discovered, he will be immediately placed under house arrest and then guided. But because people with strong mental power have a high IQ, people become extremely intelligent. And smart people often have a hard time trusting others. Therefore, in the end, these people with extremely strong mental power will become a waste person because of the extreme self-blockade, which leads to the destruction of consciousness.

And an 8-year-old boy who contains amazing spiritual power, but has never been discovered, shows that he has realized how much impact he will cause, so he has never shown his mental power in front of people, and even rarely appears in front of people. As for your student Hanston, he is still alive and well, so how did you deal with the loss of his mental power?"

Mentor Hilleman said so much in one breath, which shows that his mood is excited. But excitement was useless either, because Hanston was not his student.

"Hmm...... This is a secret. Sorry can't tell you. I can only tell you that I used a secret method of spiritual power to seal most of his spiritual power. This method can only cure the symptoms but not the root cause, and the only way to let him practice spiritual magic, and use other means to strengthen his body and life force, is the best way. ”

After speaking, Fang Zhen felt that Xilaiman's eyes were staring at him.

"Mentor, don't look at me like that, you can't be using the wrong method, right?"