Time is like passing water, there is no return, and another winter has come to its end unconsciously.

The warm sunlight pierced through the clouds to illuminate the dark curtain, and the snow on the ground gradually melted under the warm sunlight.

The breeze blew, blowing away the cold air that permeated the air, carrying the little remaining wind and snow straight up to the sky, and turning into delicate rain as the sun broke.

After a baptism of spring rain, the winter finally passed, and the thawing river flowed again, and with the sound of rushing water, the animals in the forest gradually woke up.

"Click!~".

After a long period of accumulation, the shoots finally broke through the thick hard shell, and the emerald green leaves broke out of the shell, and the vigorous vitality flowed down the gap at the top of the seed like silky oil.

The fourth pattern is finally over.

"Whew!"

With a long sigh of relief, Roshi slowly opened his eyes, twisted his neck slightly, and moved his sour muscles and bones.

The retreat, which lasted for half a year, was longer than ever, and although his body functions had remained running under the effect of meditation potions, it was still a little unsuitable for sitting cross-legged for a long time.

After a while, he slowly got up, his body was already covered with a thick layer of dust, and he shook it, and the dust fell on its own, and with his movements, the dust in the room also rose.

"Ahem, ahem!"

The dust that poured into his throat between his breaths made him cough twice unconsciously, and then he said a syllable, and a breeze naturally blew over, rolling the dust towards the window.

Leaving the room, Roshi came out into the hallway.

He didn't immediately look for a mirror to check his changes this time, but shouted into the hallway, "Is there anyone in the house?"

After a burst of brisk footsteps, a young maid appeared in front of Roshi's eyes, and after a very dignified salute, she said, "Wake up, sir..."

Halfway through the sentence, Roshi swallowed back involuntarily, and Roshi clearly saw that the maid was stunned for a moment, and a pair of eyes were filled with a look of surprise.

She subconsciously put a hand to her lips to hide her surprise, and said involuntarily: "My lord, what do you look like..."

Roshi was very satisfied with the maid's performance, his mouth was slightly cocked to the sides, and he said happily: "Shaliman, my dear, this is nothing surprising, have you forgotten? ”

"It's... Yes, my lord. The maid quickly came back to her senses.

"Prepare some bathwater for me, and ask Dill to clean up my hair and beard, it should be long, right?" Roshi stroked his chin and glanced at his shoulder-length hair, commanding

"Yes. ”

In a short time, the hot water was ready, and Roshi stepped down into the pool to wash up, closing his eyes the whole time, not looking at the reflection on the water, trying to think of something else to distract him.

As early as when he was in the Black Tower, he had heard about the extraordinary effects of many materials on wizards' cultivation bonuses, but after actually experiencing it, Roshi still felt a little incredible.

Luo Xi's cultivation talent has always been not very good, very poor, if you equate talent with IQ, he feels that he is no different from a retard.

However, after taking the psychotropic potion, the efficiency of absorbing the elements during meditation has been greatly improved, more than half of the usual.

At this time, it had only been more than four years since he walked into the manor, and it was definitely the shortest time he had taken since he started cultivating.

It's a pity that as the strength of the spirit potion increases, the effect of the increase will also decrease, and it is unlikely that it will be so fast next time.

What's next?

He's still going to go to the ruins mentioned by Big Head, looking for clues to the Lost City, and at the same time being able to get in touch with more wizards.

The relics of a high-level apprentice should not be too risky, but just in case, it is better to be prepared.

What should I prepare?

The first thing that Luo Xi thought of was naturally the Eye of the Void, as long as he had the ability to teleport, he could protect himself even if he encountered some unexpected situation.

Well, that's it, transplant the Eye of the Void first, and then build a spell for the rest of the time, and what will happen when you explore the ruins? Dense primeval forest, man-eating monsters, and treasures buried in secret rooms? It seems to be quite exciting, and other wizards should get along well, right?

Thinking about the mess in his head, Roshi, who had already been freshened up, got up from the pool humming a little tune, changed into a reddish-brown striped gown and went downstairs.

As soon as he reached the top of the stairs, he heard a discussion in the hall below.

"It's true, it's incredible, I was so startled when he just came out that I almost didn't recognize him as an adult. ”

"Younger? Oh! It's enviable. ”

"This is the wizard... Ah, my lord!"

There were three or five maids in the hall who were routinely cleaning, and when Roshi walked down, they all stopped what they were doing, and looked over to this side, their slightly open mouths and wide eyes showed their mood at the moment.

Roshi was pleased, withdrew his gaze, and asked one of the maids, "Shaliman, is Mr. Dill ready?"

"Yes, sir. Shariman nodded, and continued, "According to your custom, Mr. Dill has arranged for him to be in the garden, so let me take you there." ”

He and Shariman went out of the gate and came to the garden, where the flowers that had just been planted this year had grown into buds, and the gardener was holding tools to cut the excess leaves.

The gardener's name is Huck, a big man in his thirties, wearing bib pants and a beret, his ancestors have been gardeners for three generations, and his knowledge of flower gardening is not low, but the lines are a little thick.

Seeing Shariman here, Huck waved excitedly at this side with his scissors: "Hey, Shariman, where are you going? I have prepared a little gift for you..."

Just after saying this, he noticed that Roshi, who was following Shariman next to him, mistook Roshi for a guest in the manor, and hurriedly saluted.

"Good morning, Huck, are you going to plant thorn flowers in your yard this spring?" Roshi greeted Huck casually

"It's... Yes, sir. Huck rubbed his head in confusion, apparently strange that the stranger would call out his name.

It wasn't until Roshi walked towards the middle of the garden that Huck took advantage of the emptiness to run over and pull Shariman and said, "Shariman, who is this man?

"You idiot!" Shariman gave him an angry look: "You can't even recognize an adult?"

"Ahh

Sitting in a chair, he let Dill fiddle with his hair and beard, and the shredded hair fell little by little with the crisp sound of small scissors clicking.

Golden Rose assigned Roshi a total of three barbers, two of whom were Dil's apprentices and were responsible for the hair grooming of the rest of the estate, while Dill was specifically responsible for Rohi, and his talent in this area was very famous in this generation.

Dill has been very attentive to Rohi's haircut every time, and even more so today, constantly taking a small ruler up to stroke every inch of hair to comb the length, and thinking about the hairstyle for a long time.

Because he can feel that today's Roch is very much looking forward to his new look, looking forward to his new appearance after being tidied up.

There are not many things in the manor, most of the time the servants are very idle, and the matter here has obviously been spread, and in this empty space where Roshi's haircut is being cut one after another, they all rush over one after another, and whoever goes against time wants to see such a miracle with their own eyes.

Their voices were very low, but Roshi still heard some intermittently, and there was no need to say much about the amazement and envy between the words, what made Rohi curious was that there was even an extra taste of admiration in the words of some women, which was the tone of a little girl seeing a handsome guy.

"Alright, my lord, I hope you are satisfied. Diel's voice rang out, and the clicking sound that had been ringing in his ears stopped at this moment.

"Well, give me the mirror. Roshi nodded, allowing Dill to undo the cloth covering his hair and get up from his chair.

The two maids walked over with a large garment mirror, and Roshi turned around, his eyes fell on the mirror, and looked at the new figure in the mirror...