With the end of the final evaluation ceremony, 80 students dispersed one after another.

"Twilight, wait!" the old man's voice rang out from the platform, drawing Twilight's attention.

Twilight turned to see Elder Gera walking towards her from the platform.

"I wonder what the elder called the kid?" said Twilight as she walked up to Jara's side and said respectfully.

"Boy, go to the Ministry of Magic in a moment, I'll wait for you. Jayla patted Twilight on the shoulder, ignoring the latter's puzzled expression, laughed and vanished into a ball of flame.

"What's wrong?" Nangong Yu'er Lian walked to Twilight's side, looked at his dull gaze, and said softly.

Twilight came to her senses, chuckled, shook her head, and said, "It's nothing. ”

"You guys go first, I'm going to the Ministry of Magic. Twilight looked up at her partner a few meters away and waved her hand.

"I ...... Can't I go with you?" Nangong Yu'er muttered and lowered her head.

"When I get back, I'll tell you everything. Twilight Yan chuckled, pinched Nangong Yu'er's pink face, leaned into her ear and whispered.

After seeing Twilight Yan leave, Nangong Yu'er stroked her face and returned to the three of them like a little rabbit, and the latter shook her head helplessly and said, "This girl ......"

Walking in the corridor of Xinghui Academy, although a year has passed, the stone pillars of the corridor have not been damaged due to the passage of time, but are as if new.

The climate in early summer was still so hot, and after walking a few steps, there were already a few beads of sweat on Twilight's forehead.

There were a few clouds in the clear blue sky, like white feathers scattered in the air.

The scorching sun is scorching the land. After a while, the sky gradually darkened, and the people on the ground felt the shade they had not seen for a long time.

The dark light shone on the teaching building of Xinghui Academy, and the golden teaching building turned a dull blue-purple at this moment, and after a while, the sun came out of the clouds, and the strong light once again put on a golden veil on the teaching building of the academy.

Twilight shaded her hands from the light, took a deep breath of air, and strode towards the school building.

"Ministry of Magic...... The Ministry of Magic ......" Twilight muttered as she walked, when he suddenly stopped, touched his head, and said, "Oops...... Where is the Ministry of Magic? I knew I had brought Yu'er with me. ”

"Boy, the Ministry of Magic is on the eleventh floor, hurry up and come over to me!"

Twilight suddenly looked up, and there was no one around her, who could it be who was talking to her?

Twilight shook her head helplessly, pushed open the door of the school building, and paced up to the eleventh floor.

The hallway was silent, and there was no movement around.

Twilight walked deeper into the hallway, the words "Ministry of Magic" carved into the brown door sign less than fifty meters away from her.

Before arriving at the magic department, Twilight straightens her clothes and knocks on the door, after all, she won't make a good impression on the elders if she is not dressed properly.

Knock~knock~knock~

There was a sharp knock on the door, lingering in the silent hallway, echoing as Twilight waited in the doorway, not daring to slack off.

In an instant, the door to the Ministry of Magic suddenly vanished, replaced by a purple vortex. The vortex gradually expanded, enriching the entire door frame.

Twilight looks at the purple vortex in amazement and tentatively pokes her finger inward, which sinks into the vortex, the gravitational pull of which sucks Twilight's body inside.

A huge space is the size of a football field. Twilight was surprised by the scale, the space seemed to have been created by magic, and the door to the outside of the Ministry of Magic was the key to the inner space.

This huge space has an internal area of 6,400 square meters, and the interior is fully equipped, including furnaces, alchemy rooms, teleportation circles, magic training rooms, library rooms, and all kinds of facilities.

"Boy, it's finally here, go, go with the old man to my room. A flame appeared in front of Twilight's eyes, slamming into the ground with a thud, and the scorching waves of air dispersed in all directions, sparks splashed everywhere, and a figure appeared, the man was holding the dragon abyss staff, dressed in a red magic robe, and the old face left many traces of time, slender wrinkles, and gray hair looked a little unkempt.

The old man held Twilight's hand, and in less than five seconds, the scene in front of him changed in an instant.

Not long ago, I was still at the entrance of the magic department, and I came to the old man's room in an instant, what kind of strength can I do this?

"Elder Geral, boy kept you waiting. Twilight stood respectfully beside the old man, bent down, and said.

Gera nodded, picked Twilight up, pointed to the chair next to her, and smiled, "Come, sit." ”

Twilight didn't sit down, but waited for Gera to take off her magic robes, put away the dragon staff, and walk to the chair opposite her before sitting down.

Gera bent down and took out a bag of tea leaves, picked up two cups, poured the tea leaves into the cups, and chanted a mantra in her mouth, and the two cups of hot tea were presented to Twilight.

Gera picked up the teacup, blew the hot air slightly, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "Child, it's time to tell me about the ontological spirit weapon, right?"

Twilight was silent for a long time, then looked at Gera and said lightly, "I'm sorry, Elder, this matter is about my life, forgive me for not being able to obey it. ”

Listening to Twilight's answer, the atmosphere suddenly became serious, and Gera smiled slightly and asked, "Boy, do you know who I am?"

"Aren't you...... An elder from the Ministry of Magic?" Twilight said, after a pause.

"Kid, actually...... I am your ancestor. In a kind tone, Gera nodded at Twilight, an act that made Twilight a little unresponsive.

Twilight's mind is blank now, Master, what is the concept? So, Jara's apprentice is Bullock.

"What do you say? You know my master?"

"Well, Brock is the only disciple in my life, and the proudest disciple I am most in. If he hadn't met the elven princess, this wouldn't have happened......" Gera smiled bitterly and sighed as she spoke.

"Master...... What the hell happened to him?Master, can you tell me?" Twilight was stunned, hearing about Master Bullock, Twilight couldn't help but think back to the farewell letter from a year ago, and the sadness of thinking about it spontaneously came to her.

"Okay...... Yan'er, the ancestor told you. Bullock, huh...... Maybe he hasn't mentioned his name for five years, his name is Gu Yuling, and he is the youngest Spirit Emperor in this Shaba Continent for thousands of years. He was only eight years old when he was taken as an apprentice. I remember that day was an imperial celebration......"

To be continue......