"Interesting, we haven't had time to look for him, but he took the initiative to send it to the door, what do you think of this, did this little guy actually notice that you and I were paying attention to him in the blood feast that day?"

With a smack, the blood-robed man unfolded the letterhead, swept it over, shook the rose envelope painted with golden morning light in his hand, picked up a ring, and the blood-robed man slowly rubbed the complex lines on the inside of the ring with his fingertips, and asked with a smile.

"How is this possible?"

The voice sounded carelessly, and the black-robed wizard slowly raised his head, he hadn't seen it for a few days, and the changes that happened to this wizard were great, and his already thin face was even more sunken, showing a sickly pale like a dead man, like a skeleton, without three or four taels of flesh on his body, supporting the robe that seemed to be made of black mist.

But his eyes were extremely hot, and the expression on his face was also excited, and he had not yet calmed down from the excitement.

Seeing his appearance of not being human, not a ghost, the blood-robed man frowned, and asked again: "Why, Master Sir, you haven't fully recovered from the trauma of that battle?" Although the intensity of that battle was amazing, you were just a bystander from beginning to end, and you didn't participate in it at all, shouldn't it be like this for people of our rank?"

"It's not that simple. The black-robed wizard didn't seem to hear the tentative meaning in this ally's words, touched the witchcraft mirror barrel that suddenly appeared in his hand, smiled, and said honestly: "Although I was implicated and injured in that battle, the harvest will only be greater. I have a hunch that when this trip to the Norland continent is over, I will return to our research group to recuperate for two or three years, and then I will officially enter the next level. ”

As for what he had gained, the black-robed wizard naturally wouldn't tell the second person to know.

Seeing the unfinished meaning in the eyes of the blood-robed man, the black-robed wizard took the envelope in the blood-robed man's hand, released his spiritual power and scanned it slightly, his eyes revealed a little understanding, and he smiled, and then wiped his fingers, pointed and pointed, bringing up a faint elemental fluctuation, void painting, constructing a small and delicate virtual model, directly submerged into the letterhead, and saw that the dried ink seemed to come to life and swirled on the letterhead, recombining into a text.

His eyes swept over the letter paper, and with a light sigh, the black-robed wizard who couldn't suppress the joy in his heart because of the prospect of promotion froze for a moment, his face gradually became solemn, and he muttered to himself: " It turns out that he has been in contact with other companions of our research society before, and he also got the token certificate from them to migrate to our world as a magician, this time the wizard who came to the Norland continent in addition to the special tasks assigned by them, but also has the common task of collecting qualified seeds, the token on this person is independently developed and manufactured by our life research society, and it is not strange to resonate with the one on his body, but it is a pity that I blocked this witchcraft equipment in one direction before, otherwise I should have found out as early as the blood feast......”

Speaking of this, the black-robed wizard touched his hand and took out a crystal ball as black as ink from his sleeve, the black-robed wizard closed his eyes, put his hands on the crystal ball that automatically suspended in the air, and flipped through the records with his authority far higher than the wizard of the Life Research Society that Chen Fusheng had encountered.

An illusory picture abruptly unfolded in the room, like a marquee, to play the incident to the end, and finally freeze when the middle-aged wizard stretched out a sharp short knife and punched his own elemental spirit into the crystal ball, and then delivered it to Chen Fusheng's hands.

"Didn't you say before that Mage Sil was extremely suitable for the wizarding path and that he was a rare talent, so it shouldn't be strange that he would attract the attention and invitation of the other members of your research society. This little witchcraft that obscures the perception of the ears and eyes is not of high grade, but it is very useful, even if I am not careful, I ignore the past, he must have learned it from that wizard, right?"

The blood-robed man nodded, as if he had realized something.

"It's not that simple. ”

With a long sigh, the blood-robed man shook his head, handed the letter back to the blood-robed man, and said, "Originally, I thought he was the kind of wizard ring that broke the boundaries between magicians and wizards with one person's talent, and even created a wizard symbol, but according to the above, he should have been one of our wizards, you see, how much credibility does this matter have?"

The blood-robed man stared at him, and he was also deeply surprised, and said, "He said that he had learned from a third-level wizard named Robert Lee, and this third-level wizard was brought into the Norland continent by accident when he was caught in the turbulence of the Void Storm. Mage Cyr, have you heard of this wizard or the family behind him?"

"How can it be that simple?"

The black-robed wizard shook his head, and said with unconcealed pride in his tone: "A third-level wizard doesn't seem to be very low, but do you know how many such wizards there are in our wizarding world, as for the family behind him, it is even more unknown, and the inheritance of the family abounds, how can I happen to know this?"

After a pause, the black-robed wizard said: "But judging from the things he depicts and records in it, it should not be fake, but it ......"

The black-robed wizard sighed, "What he said was roughly concentrated in a certain period of time, when it happened to be the process of our witchcraft moving from the classical era to modern magic, and there were many conflicts and chaos, which was very different from the world under the current parliament. The Robert Lee wizard mentioned in his letter did not stay in this world for long, but was caught up in the turbulence of the Void, perhaps because of this, the time he spent in it was greatly accelerated. I'm afraid that Robert Lee's wizard is undoubtedly worse, this has not existed in the Norland continent for long, just died of injury, and he was able to get to this point with the help of incomplete wizarding basics, it seems that this young mage's understanding is indeed very high. ”

Thinking of this, the black-robed wizard carefully studied the lines on the wizard's ring, although he was not a prophetic mage, but he didn't know how many wizards' rich experience he had seen, which was enough for him to roughly see Chen Fusheng's emphasis and qualification tendencies from the pattern.

While looking at it, the black-robed wizard couldn't help but nod his head, admiring the breadth of Chen Fusheng's involvement.

"It turns out that he is the descendant of your wizard in this Norland continent, and his origin is unknown, no wonder he chooses to disguise himself at the blood feast. Since he's as rare as you say, we can't see him. ”

The blood-robed man shook his sleeves slightly, and the essence of his blood-colored eyes flowed, and he said, "It just so happens that I am very curious about how he perfectly disguises his method of disguised as a blood clan, could it be that he has a treasure similar to the thirteen holy weapons of the blood clan left by the ancient blood clan?"

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"After all, the Remmuel clan is a halfway monk's blood clan, and there are many hidden things that they don't understand. At least the head of the Remuel family doesn't know, do you want me to tell him a bit of the truth?"

Chen Fusheng sat cross-legged, holding a silk thread that was as clear as jade and the blood-colored streamer spreading, and his head was slightly raised, looking into the air.

There, a small white jade realm swallowed black and white qi, passing on the dialogue between the black-robed wizard and the blood-robed man one by one.

And the two of them didn't notice it in the slightest from beginning to end.

Thanks to the divinity of the Daughter of Ice and Snow, the belief net can be said to have been reborn, and it has faintly touched a more original level, so that these two people are obviously characters whose realm is almost at the peak of Qi cultivation, and they each have their own means of penetrating the mysteries, but they don't realize that Chen Fusheng is using the demon seed that has penetrated into the blood pool of the Ramuel family to observe the two remotely. Even with the help of the demon seed, he released some faint fluctuations in his magic intentions, which slightly affected the mental emotions of the two, making them talk, and planning to develop in the direction that Chen Fusheng wanted.

"Well, it would be inappropriate to directly tell him that the blood clan all came from that Netherworld Blood Sea, and even the long river of blood that has been passed down from generation to generation in their clan is just a small tributary of this blood sea, and there are countless races that are hundreds of times stronger than them. Let him find out on his own step by step, so that he will be convinced, all I have to do is to guide him a little in an unknown place. ”

The idea was certain, Chen Fusheng's right hand was two fingers together, and with just a stroke on his left hand, the blood flowed out, quickly condensed into a small blood ball, suspended in front of Chen Fusheng.

Chen Fusheng put his finger on the center of his eyebrows, and as soon as he pulled and flicked, he saw that the breath of the blood cells carrying "Blood Nerve" changed suddenly, swelling and contracting, and there was blood light flowing on it.

"Well, add something to him. ”

Chen Fusheng raised his eyebrows, and reached out to grab an ethereal aura on his body, and casually hit it into the blood cell.

Feeling the information, Chen Fusheng smiled with satisfaction, then let go, let the blood balls fall straight down, submerged in the blood-colored silk threads, and finally converged in the blood-colored robe on the blood-robed man's body, adding a touch of blood to it.

At the same time, the blood-robed man who was talking to the black-robed wizard had a tense expression, and he couldn't help but get up and look around.

"What's the matter, is it because I was watching the battle that day, I was noticed by someone with a heart, and I followed the contact to find the door today. ”

Seeing that the head of the Remuel family had a look of surprise, the black-robed wizard also released his spiritual power to scan the four directions, and couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, I felt a feeling of closeness just now, but it was fleeting, and I couldn't be sure. ”

In vain, the blood-robed man was about to move again, but he froze in place.

He could feel that in the depths of the robe transformed by the pool of blood on his body, a strange spread out, just like the closeness he had felt just now.

It's just that although this breath is only a glimpse of Chen Fusheng's shock, it is extremely impressive. The blood-robed man thought that even the gods of Noland were not qualified to compare with that level, only the source of all the blood clans in the legend, the blood river that had been silent for nearly a thousand years was almost incomparable.

"Could it be that the day is coming when my Remmuir clan will truly flourish? ”

The blood-robed man forcibly pressed the excitement in his heart and began to operate the blood qi in his body.

At the moment when that breath appeared just now, in the deepest part of the Remuel family's choice, there were countless messy fragments that appeared at the same time, and they needed to be sorted out.

And in each fragment, there is more or less some information about the movement of blood and qi throughout the body, or the use of a body of blood and qi to exert magical powers.

When the blood-robed man tentatively operated the blood qi according to the fragment information, he was shocked to find that just running a small cycle, he felt that the blood qi was slightly more condensed than before, and a sense of comfort and pleasure arose.

Although this difference is not noticeable at all.

But for the blood-robed man who has developed the bloodline of the blood clan to this point, every trace means great progress.

In particular, the blood-robed man could feel that the more he ran this roadmap, the closer he felt to the grand will that seemed to be a river of blood, and even his own essence was improved as a result.

"That's a lot of information. Chen Fusheng looked at these pictures and secretly thought to himself in his heart.

He punched far more than the deliberately split and scattered "Blood Nerves" into this blood cell, and piggybacking on some other things into it. For example, it is the corpse-raising technique of the Miao Jiang Zhong family.

The blood clan's physique is special, between life and death, and does not enter reincarnation, Chen Fusheng summoned the bronze armored corpse king before his death, and injected the blood of the origin condensed when he sensed the sea of blood into his body.

Now he has hidden the method of raising corpses in "Blood Nerve", which just allows the blood-robed man to contrast with the bronze armor corpse king, allowing him to gain a lot of experience.

Of course, the most important thing is that after discovering the wonderful use of the divine nature of the gods on the heaven and earth spirit root gourd vine, he has the heart to intervene in this war between the two realms and grab what he needs.

In order to achieve the goal, in addition to one's own cultivation strength, organizational power is also crucial, after all, unless the strength is the existence of the four major elemental ancient gods, it is difficult for an individual to make an act that affects the trend in this kind of war involving two grand worlds.

Since entering the Norland Continent, Chen Fusheng has come into contact with some big forces, and has established good relations with several of them. There was both the imperial royal family and the Church of the Divines.

But he was an outsider after all, with no roots.

And the Blood Clan was undoubtedly the best choice Chen Fusheng could make.

First of all, the Bloodlines have an extremely broad and deep influence in the Midnight Court.

Secondly, although the blood clan admires several gods such as the goddess of the silver moon, it is not a faith, and only the true ancestors whose strength is comparable to the gods in the legend are truly believed.

However, these True Ancestors had already disappeared in the history of the Norland Continent, leaving only thirteen clans that had no faith but had great strength and power.

And the best part is that the blood nerves obtained by Chen Fusheng through the reincarnation space have a miraculous effect on him. It is also aware of its origin.