After about ten minutes, the magic carpet carrying the three of them finally came to the gate of the castle, and a breath of eternity, immortality, and antiquity came to their faces, and the originally closed gate of the castle actually opened slowly and automatically, as if welcoming them in.

The three of them glanced at each other, each with their own thoughts, and walked in without hesitation. Wu Dao'an is in search of the fountain of life, Tiffanya's purpose is to protect him, and Veronie's mind is unknown to anyone.

After entering the castle, the group first came to a large hall. The hall has seven floors, with a spiral staircase connecting the floors, and each floor has a door with a different pattern printed on one side of the passageway. It seems that if you want to continue exploring the castle, you have to choose a gate to walk into.

In the face of so many doors, Tiffany couldn't help but commit a phobia of choice, and didn't know how to do it well, Wu Daoan was also at a loss, only Veroni's expression remained unchanged, pointing to a certain door on the third floor and said: "The pattern on that door is a bit special, let's go in from there." Then, without waiting for the two of them to answer, he walked straight over.

Wu Daoan remembered the first encounter with Veronie, and he also realized in his heart, so he didn't say much, and pulled the confused Tiffna to follow him.

When the door was opened, there was a long corridor behind it, with many doors on each side. Veroni didn't bother to say anything this time, just opened another door and went, and then there was a corridor behind it.

The whole castle was like a spatial labyrinth, with a bunch of new doors behind each door, and Tiffanya, who was already a road idiot, quickly became dizzy, but Wu Daoan noticed something unusual. It's just that the composition of the surrounding magic elements is changing, and there are more and more purple light spots that have never been seen before. According to what Tiffany taught before, there are only four kinds of magic elements: wind, fire, earth and water, and correspond to the four colors of green, red, gray and blue, and Wu Daoan can indeed only sense these four colors of magic elements before, but he doesn't know anything about purple magic elements.

After passing through a few more doors, Tiffna suddenly let out a scream as an ancient rotting corpse was leaning in front of one of the doors in front of her. Wu Daoan was used to seeing zombies, so he didn't feel much of it, so he stepped forward to take a closer look.

I saw that the carrion corpse was draped in white magic robes. The position on the chest is marked with three suns. According to the rules of the Magical Society, this should be standard for a Magister. It's just that I don't know how many years have passed since this rotting corpse died, and there is only a skeleton left under the robe, and there are no other items. So it is impossible to speculate on the identity.

Tiffany over there also came to her senses. Walk up to the carrion. His expression was a little sad: "This is a half-step legendary magister, I probably can't reach such a height in my life, and I actually died here without anyone knowing." We magicians profess to seek the truth of the world. But in the end, can't you escape the fate of dying silently?"

After she finished speaking, she took off her magic hat and bowed respectfully to the carrion with the etiquette between magicians, because after all, this is also her old-timer, and she is a generation of Tianjiao powerhouse, even if she has been dead for many years, she should be respected.

As a result, as soon as she finished worshipping, the rotting corpse trembled slightly as if it had sense, and a small pure white ball fell out of the skull, rolled on the ground a few times and then stopped. Tiffany picked up the bead ball and looked at it, exclaiming, "It's actually the magic core of the Magister, and it's still there after so many years." ”

The biggest obstacle to advancing from a great mage to a magister is whether or not you can condense your vast liquid magic power into a small magic core, because the upper limit of the great mage's spiritual power is 10,000 telals, and the liquid magic power of 10,000 telals is also the limit that the human body's consciousness space can hold. The only way to break through this bottleneck is to condense the liquid into a solid state, so that the space of consciousness can hold more magical power. In other words, only a mage who has condensed a mana core can hope to advance to the position of a mage, and all mages have a mana core.

Wu Dao'an thought moved, and said to Tiffina: "With this, can you easily be promoted from a great mage to a mage in the future?"

Tiffna shook her head with a wry smile: "How can it be so simple, the magic core is also alive, and now it has been dead with this senior for many years, it is impossible to resurrect, at best it is just a souvenir." ”

Wu Daoan also took the ball and prepared to observe it carefully, and Veroni over there said lightly: "The temple is only open for one day at a time, if you can't leave in time, I don't know how many dangerous changes will be encountered, let's hurry up." ”

Tiffna finally couldn't help but ask curiously, "Who are you, why do you seem to be so familiar with this temple of prophecy?"

Veroni only smiled faintly, did not answer, and continued to lead the way. Tiffany pulled down Wu Daoan's cuffs and whispered, "I always feel that she has become weird after entering here, or we will act separately from her?"

Wu Daoan shook his head: "We are not familiar with this place, wouldn't it be self-defeating to trespass, and besides, I feel that she has no ill will towards us." ”

&False, there are a few powerful beings who are not far from us, but they can't sense each other because of the breath shielding in the castle. If you're unlucky enough to bump into them, or break into some kind of mechanism, it's not good. Veroni's voice was ethereal, as if it was close and yet far away.

>> It's the descendant of the legendary prophetic magician, right?" Wu Dao'an said his guess.

Veroni nodded slightly, "That's right. In fact, I grew up here with my family since I was a child, and a year ago, the temple was forcibly broken into by a strong enemy, and my parents were killed, leaving only me and my grandfather to escape with our lives and fall into southern Xinjiang. I'm just going home now. ”

"Where are you going to take us?"

& Fountain of Life. Veroni stared at Wu Daoan, her gaze seemed to see through the shadow robe. "The mark on your forehead is a curse left by a magical beast above the legendary level, right? You saved me once, so I will save you once this time, and I don't owe favors. But first, I need you to do me a favor. ”

&Leave the outsider who occupies your home, right?" Wu Daoan easily guessed, and then smiled bitterly: "You also think too highly of me, since there are legendary-level demonic beasts here, what use can my little ant come in." ”

& Not necessarily. Veroni's eyes flickered. "In the ancient myth of Kolisu, two gods stood at opposite ends of the scale, when an ant happened to pass by the feet of one of the gods, and the god won in the end. Even ants can change the situation if they behave properly. ”

With that, her hand gestured in the air, and a huge three-dimensional layout of the castle appeared, with many points of light moving in the various rooms, three of which were as dazzling as the sun, and the other points of light were not worth mentioning in comparison. Veroni first pointed to the golden point of light in the center of the castle and said, "This is the culprit who occupied my house and killed my parents, the legendary magical beast Fairgradus, and the fountain of life is also in this room." Immediately, she introduced two other golden points of light: "This one on the left is also a legendary-level magical beast, but this is also the first time I have seen it, and I don't know the identity." The one on the right is a legendary swordsman, but he is holding a wooden sword in his hand. ”

& Swordsman of the Wooden Sword......" Tiffna muttered to herself, suddenly thinking of something: "Could it be that he is the legendary Wooden Sword Saint, Glaste?"

Veroni shook her head, "I'm not familiar with the characters on your continent, and I can only perceive his general appearance by virtue of my natural connection to the castle. ”

Wu Daoan asked Tiffna on the side: "What is the origin of this Wooden Sword Saint?"

His legends were well-known in the Empire, and most of them were anecdotes of chivalry, and bards often recited poems about him. However, it has been more than 100 years since he was last seen, and I don't know what is going on now. By the way, his wooden sword is not ordinary wood, it is said to be forged from the branches of the ancient sacred wood, and it has once killed legendary magical beasts. Tiffina told her what she knew.

Wu Daoan immediately made up his mind: "Then I will go to see your Wooden Sword Saint and guide him to the center of the castle to kill Fairgradus." If the character of this wooden sword saint has not changed in a hundred years, it should not embarrass Veroni, and after getting some remuneration, he will return to the castle. But in order not to make him suspicious, it is better for me to go alone, and you should be careful to avoid other intruders. (To be continued......)