Seeing Ge Ling's notebook shoot into the sea of consciousness, Fang Mo's heart couldn't help but tighten, and then his face relaxed again, he finally understood all the information in Ge Ling's notebook.

Magic originates from the spirit of all things, and the spirit of the song born from the spirit is itself a living magic body.

"Divine Master, you have recovered to the rank of a junior magician, and with the blessing of the bloodline of the Eternal Sun and the Icon Demon God, your cultivation speed will be very fast."

The red-robed old man stared at Fang Mo with great satisfaction and said in a deep voice.

"Do you have any of your kind in the forbidden realm who practice icon magic?"

"Hmm... Yes, but there are not many who can successfully hide, and the mayor of Nanger Town, not far away, is that he learned a kind of holy light magic, and finally hidden. ”

"Isn't Holy Light magic for everyone?"

"Of course, everyone can learn, but not everyone can learn! Everyone can cultivate, but not everyone can reach the Light Ruins Realm, magic skills are obscure, for the average undead race, it is already remarkable to be proficient in three or four magic skills in their lifetime. ”

"I see, it seems that Old Man Lan is a magic arrow."

The red-robed old man shook his head and said: "Magic teleportation is also his skill, to be exact, there are two, I have only practiced one, that is, skeleton sacrifice, but there are thousands of changes, and it is far from being proficient." ”

Fang Mo heard the old man in the red robe explain, and solved many questions, if it weren't for the teleportation skill, I'm afraid the two wouldn't have been able to escape for so long.

The magic arrows of the old man of the blue bubble are even more powerful, and it seems that they are also the result of years of hard research.

"Shall we have time to visit the old mayor of Nanger?"

"When you become a great magician, we can barely give it a try."

"There are several steps in between, will it take too long?"

"Perhaps, but the Lord should be quicker."

"Do I have to go?"

"We can't go with us, so you'll have to do it on your own."

"Then you can build a ship with peace of mind!"

"Alright! I've got some magic crystals for you. ”

Fang Mo nodded slightly, sent the red-robed old man away, and began to ponder the most superficial holy light magic skill in the notebook, the Frost Trap.

Sure enough, it is extremely mysterious, the cultivation of the power of the personality is only the enhancement of the introverted power, but the magic can manipulate everything in the world, which is really amazing.

He had always thought that Margaret's posture of carving the inscription was very mysterious, but now he thought that she was using spiritual energy to communicate the power of all the elements and complete the mysterious divination ritual.

The so-called Frost Trap is nothing more than communicating the water element in the air through magic, limiting the effect of the enemy through delayed temperature control, plus primary magic arrows and skeleton sacrifices, it should be no problem to make a little more effort.

There is a primary camouflage skill branch in Skeleton Sacrifice, which can make Fang Mo's appearance and aura match that of the undead.

Add to that the chain of time's concealment of the human breath, and it should be possible to complete the task of diving into the forbidden realm.

And the power of one's own personality is also an important means of saving one's life at a critical moment, once the undead lose the protection of magic, or if the defense is relatively weak, they will not be able to withstand the absolute power of the power of the personality.

Fang Mo carefully observed the battle in the small courtyard, and the two old men didn't dare to let the blue-armored swordsmen get close at all, one was responsible for attacking from afar, and the other was responsible for controlling the skeleton swordsmen to entangle the blue-armored swordsmen, and the cooperation was very tacit.

The only thing that worried Fang Mo was that even though the forbidden realm was very closed, there would occasionally be demon hunting squads mixed in.

There is the demon hunting team of the Seiya Empire in the south, the demon hunting team of the Heart of Dragon's Sleep in the north, and the Holy Empire in the west is relatively stable, perhaps because the old Holy Emperor himself is also a mage.

The eastern part of the Forbidden Realm is even more chaotic, bordering the Endless Sea and often infested by merfolk tribes.

Above the three-star mansion can basically avoid magic energy pollution, so some demon hunting teams are very strong.

Fang Mo carefully prepared for a week, prepared all kinds of materials, and dived all the way north from the 567 defense area into the forbidden realm.

At the border of the forbidden realm, the magic energy towers that were nearly a thousand feet high flashed with dazzling light, and a huge blue eye on the top of the tower kept scanning into the distance, but the eyes were easy to go empty, and Fang Mo easily bypassed.

Of course, the main thing is that the temperament and breath are more in line with the undead.

There are blind spots in the field of vision monitoring of large eyes, while there are absolutely no blind spots in breath monitoring.

Some demon hunters also often take some camouflage potions to conceal breath monitoring.

The place where Fang Mo entered was a pale blue magic energy forest, the earth emitted a faint purple light, mixed with dense blue crystals.

Fang Mo was hunched up, wearing a tattered blue robe, and a dagger pinned to his waist. Dressed as an undead pauper.

The Skeleton Minions are the most common summon in the Forbidden Realm.

There were two small skeletons standing on a small sentry tower in front of them, and when they saw Fang Mo swaying around, they suddenly let out a rattling sound.

Bang ——!

A small skeleton jumped directly from the watchtower, the skeleton was scattered all over the ground, and the skeleton group twisted and struggled for half a cup of tea before it recondensed, and at first glance it was a low-level skeleton sacrifice technique, and it was not so mellow. 33

These skeletons are connected to their masters, and when attacked, the true tower-guarding undead will appear.

Fang Mo went up and kicked it unceremoniously, and the little skeleton that had just condensed its body scattered again.

Another skeleton on the watchtower also jumped down with a squeak, bang——! Bones were scattered all over the ground.

Fang Mo directly stepped forward and kicked two more feet at the two piles of skeletons, and the real undead guards at the sentry came out.

"It's been a long time since I summoned it, but it's a pity."

A trainee magician, dressed in a black robe, walked out of a dense forest, and when he saw that Fang Mo turned out to be a junior Holy Light Magician, he couldn't help but feel envious and asked, "How did the senior come from the south, as far as I know, the Seiya Empire and the Holy Empire are at war." ”

"Ahem!"

Fang Mo cleared his throat, his voice was still very hoarse, and said seriously, "What are you doing when you are not on guard duty?" ”

This trick was tried and tried, and the next angel Kiebor couldn't escape, and a trainee magician was even more frightened.

"Oh! There was an anomaly in the forest just now, so I went to check it out. ”

"I'll remember you, hurry back to your post and stand guard for the Empire with a crappy skull sacrifice, it's ridiculous."

"Remember the teachings of my predecessors, I am just a novice, please forgive me, but why did you come from the south, I have to register this."

This apprentice magician was quite stubborn, which surprised Fang Mo a little.

With Fang Mo's strength, he can be a magician in an instant, but he pays attention to convincing people with virtue.

"What's your name? How did you become a magician? ”

Fang Mo asked as he crossed the checkpoint.

The apprentice magician followed closely behind Fang Mo and replied respectfully: "I have passed the formal magic examination, this is my apprenticeship qualification certificate, and I can officially become a magician after serving in the border for three months." ”

Fang Mo didn't expect that this thing still had a certificate, so he decided to take one too, so he smiled and said: "Well, yes, it has a lot of potential, but it's just at the border... There's a good chance you'll fall prey to a demon hunting squad. ”

The apprentice magician smiled and said, "It's okay, my teacher Hogg is nearby, he is an intermediate magister, almost the pinnacle of the forbidden realm." ”

Fang Mo's face froze and said, "Then you are?" ”

"I'm Hogg's grandson and his student."

The apprentice magician said with a very flat expression.

Fang Mo couldn't help frowning and said, "I was commissioned by the mayor of Nanger Town to come to inspect it, this is the mayor's codex. ”

"Oh! Of course, it's no problem to have the townman's codex, that's good, you can go, grandpa is very strict with me, if you let one go easily, you will sentence me to fail, grandpa told me that to be a magician must be principled. ”

The apprentice magician said earnestly.

Fang Mo couldn't help but look shocked, there weren't many undead youths like this now, so he asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Senior, my name is Hortz, you can go."

The apprentice mage replied very respectfully.

With a great mid-level mage nearby, Fang Mo couldn't help but tense up, and nodded slightly at the apprentice mage, ready to leave immediately.

"Oh ho! Arrogant little magician, you trampled on my grandson's skeleton servant, and you still want to leave? ”

A black-faced undead in a white robe, riding a bone dragon that constantly spewed blue fire from its mouth, floated up.

The huge magic energy coercion made Fang Mo feel suffocated, this time he kicked the iron plate?

He suddenly had a feeling that he was a villain, and instead of bullying and fooling the little magician, he was going to be sanctioned.

Fortunately, he only stepped on the skeleton a few times, and if he shot directly, Hogg would definitely be able to kill himself in one move.

The demonic energy unleashed by the bone dragon covered in blue fire was even more powerful than Hogg's.

Fang Mo was convinced that it was by no means a skeleton summon, but a real skeleton lifeform, and that it possessed the power of a powerful dragon soul.

"Boy, what's your name? That family of the undead? I, Hogg, don't kill the nobody. Hey? It turned out to be the Eternal Sun Holy Light Demon Body! Why don't you be my student?"

Hogg muttered a lot, it seems that people who have studied magic for a long time will be a little nervous.

But Fang Mo heard it, and he didn't need to die if he was a teacher.

Some people died, but not completely......