Lan Weier has been promoted to a sixth-level mage." said Romama. Her daughter's promotion was very related to the top-level meditation methods that Shao Ke gave her. "She is now in control of hundreds of low-level mages to participate in the battle!" As she said that, Romamama happily picked up Lan Weier next to her.

Shaoke just nodded slightly. He was not surprised by Lan Weier's promotion. After all, they still helped Lan Weier very much. But even so, he still praised Lan Weier happily, which made the other party very happy.

In the following days, everyone was talking about what happened after the separation, and the Roman and the others temporarily stopped their work and were entangled with Shaoke every day. This situation did not end until the Blue Robe Mage passed the message to Shaoke through the scepter.

It turned out that after Shaoke had just been entangled with Master Roman, the Blue Robe Mage found Shaoke through the scepter. Perhaps because of the Master Tower, the image of Master Blue Robe Mage could not be displayed here. He just used words to pass the message to Shaoke, hoping that he could leave the Master Tower and go to a mountain outside the Blood Fortress to talk. After the male mage told Master Roman and others about the news, he came alone to the mountain mentioned by the other party. This was the place where he and the female mage Roman were hunted by people from the Desas Empire. When he came here again, he came here as an eighth-level profession.

"You haven't been promoted?" Shao Ke looked at Master Roman in a humiliation. He didn't understand why the other party did not use the promotion method provided by the military to advance to the ninth level, but was still at the eighth level.

The Blue Rou Master smiled bitterly and finally said helplessly: "The promotion method provided by the military headquarters is too ordinary. If I advance in that way, I will never be able to defeat some existences of the same level." After that, the Blue Rou Master licked his red mouth and added: "What's more, the chance of success of this promotion method is too small. If it fails, it means that I will stay in the eighth level or die forever."

The words of the Blue Robe Mage made Shaoke sink. In fact, he knew that the promotion method provided by the military headquarters would not be advanced at all, but he didn't know where to get other promotion methods. After all, hunting more than a hundred ninth-level mages may not necessarily lead to those promotion methods from the other party's broken memories. Thinking of this, Shaoke shook his head, "There is no other way that we have to do this."

The Blue Robe Master looked at Shaoke and said, "Actually, there are some ways to obtain that advanced ninth-level promotion method, but I don't know if you dare to do it." The Blue Robe Master said here, staring at Shaoke tightly with gritted teeth. Many years ago, she wanted to use that method to obtain a high-level promotion method, but for some reasons, it has been delayed until now. After that battle, she felt that it was entirely possible to obtain a high-level promotion method.

"I don't want to be easily killed by the same existence in the future." Shaoke answered simply without hesitation. Then he asked the Blue Robe Mage about another way to get promotion.

"Roland Family." The Blue Robe Mage half-squinted her eyes. Her current expression made Shaoke feel that the other party was often seen on the battlefield. The Blue Robe Mage now looks very dangerous. "In the battle of the Luanyun Empire, the only twelfth-level existence in their family has fallen. I think we can completely plunder their family's property by forcibly plundering their family's property." After saying that, the Blue Robe Mage added: "We can even obtain the twelfth-level promotion method."

The Blue Robe Master's view made Shaoke think about it for a while. Finally, he asked in confusion: "How many eleventh level existences are there? How many tenth level existences are there? Just relying on the two of us eighth level existences?" After that, he quickly turned the staff in his hand. If the Violet family had only nine-level professions, he would snatch them without hesitation. However, this family had twelve-level existences. Then he could not be sure how many tenth level existences are there in this family. If they act rashly, they would definitely die there.

"It's not that the two of us have some other people." The Blue Rou Master looked at Shaoke calmly. "We established an organization in the fallen imperial capital. For the promotion method, this organization can pay any price." After saying that, the Blue Rou Master added: "If more than ten ninth-level professions can still act together as the tenth-level professions, I don't think they will join us."

"There is an eleventh-level profession in the Violet family who can completely destroy us." Shaoke rolled his eyes helplessly. He didn't know why the Blue Robe Mage chose this target. "If there were two, it wouldn't be said that the other party would plunder our souls and burn them on the demon fire for thousands of years!"

"We just hope that the high-level existence of the Violet Family has died a lot. Even if most of us die, only one person escapes with promotion. Then all our actions are not in vain." The Blue Robe Master raised his voice to refute Shaoko's idea that there was a person who survived. The man brought these things and copied them and delivered them to their descendants or families.

"I won't participate in this action. I don't want to die like this now. I would rather wait slowly. I will find a better way to advance after waiting for a thousand years." After saying that, Shaoko stood up and flew towards the bloody fortress. The blue-robed mage stood alone on the mountain and refused to leave for a long time. She didn't understand why Shaoko refused her advice this time. She really didn't understand.

At the request of Master Roman, the Bloody Fortress arranged a small laboratory for Shaoko. Here Shaoko could conduct some simple experiments. Of course, this was also the result of consultation with Master Roman.

The Roman Mage and the Sutra Master were busy again. They were still the maker of the magic props. According to the Roman Mage, this prop will be completely finalized in a few decades. After all, there were few predecessors to make such props, so there was no information for them to learn from. Now, with the support of the Blizzard Legion and the Bloody Legion, they have summoned hundreds of alchemists to start crazy research to facilitate future mass production.

Time flies quickly, Shaoke spends a lot of time every day studying the ancient original books. He constantly understands the situation of those spell casters in that year and works hard to learn various spell array knowledge. He has thought about it.

A new spell book is made because he has helped a lot now. Of course, he does not have a perfect way to prepare the new spell book.

On this day, Shaoke took out an eighth-level mage head that had stored countless souls, intending to collect the head and the souls inside into his meditation space according to the methods of ancient spellcasters. In that way, he believed that his spell casting ability would be further improved by many times. Of course, the premise is that he must succeed. If he fails, he will cause huge damage to his meditation space.

After repeatedly studying that special method for three or four years, Shaoke finally had the confidence to complete this idea.

The most important reason for this is that his meditation space has been completely built.

A ball of fire completely composed of magic fire floats in the air, acting as the sun in reality. The stars composed of countless magical words and sentences are arranged in special positions under the action of countless spiritual threads. They can increase the firmness of the meditation space to a certain extent. Hundreds of magical words constantly absorb magic and mental power and fly out of the altar, constantly sacrificing the earth.

After Shaoke explained his plans to practice with the Roman Techniques for a period of time, the white-robed sutra suddenly started crying. However, Shaoke didn't answer any questions. However, Master Luoman just said nothing with red eyes, but just looked at Shaoke silently, and she was able to organize Shaoke's ideas.

"Sir, you should spend more time with you." Lan Weier, who was holding a white-robed scholar, was really not satisfied with Shaoke's performance during this period. She felt that Shaoke had changed a lot after returning from the battlefield and she rarely saw him in the past three or four years. If the other party practiced with peace of mind this time, she would not see the other party for a longer time. This is also the reason why the scholar cried.

Shaoke had no choice but to rub Lan Weier's head, and finally kissed Master Roman and Master Bai's robe. "It won't be too long, I believe I will end this practice in a very short time." After saying that, he stopped saying goodbye to the three of them again, he prepared enough food and closed his room to start practicing.

After calming down a little bit of unstable mood, the mage selected a head with the largest amount of souls and used a secret technique to transfer a large number of souls into this head. It was not until the entire head could receive any soul, and then it began to absorb it according to the methods of ancient spellcasters.

A small altar had already been prepared by him. The mage sat on the altar and chanted spells and activated the altar. Countless lines composed of magical characters flew out from around the altar, and then woven into a huge cage. At this time, Shaoke took out his head and started singing spells.

The ancient magical texts were condensed into entities by powerful mental power and magic power, and these texts slowly merged into the dark head. At the same time, the mage also constantly condensed complex handprints and handprints to form complex small magic arrays, and these magic arrays were also integrated into the head along with the magical text.

A wave of cold howls came from the head, and the whole head began to jump wildly. Two black flames shot out from the hollow eyes, which made Shaoke feel very uncomfortable.

After a magical chant, Shaoko suddenly ended the spell and handprints. His black head quickly shrank at this time, and finally flew into his meditation space in the silver light in Shaoko's eyes.

The head that entered the meditation space looked very crazy. It kept trying to fly, but was firmly suppressed by the magic array composed of a large amount of mental power and magic power that was prepared. Then Shaoke controlled his head and began to fly towards the altar.

Everything went smoothly. The head slowly merged into the altar with howlings and was suppressed to the bottom layer of the altar. After doing all this, Shaoke did not stop, but continued to condense ancient magical characters in the meditation space. After these magical characters were formed, they quickly merged into the bottom layer of the altar. With the integration of these magical characters, the head in the entire altar became quiet.

Just as Shaoke integrated the last magical text into the altar, the thirty-six strange characters hovered on the bottom of the altar. After absorbing enough mental power, he suddenly emitted a golden light. As the same thirty-six strange characters emerged from these texts, they merged into the black head. At this time, a howling of a giant beast sounded in the meditation space of the mage.

The sudden howl of the giant beast brought greater turmoil to the originally turbulent meditation space. Silver-white light appeared out of nowhere, constantly calming down these violent turbulence. The stars in the sky also shot out millions of light columns to the ground to prevent cracks on the ground. After half a magical moment, everything slowly calmed down. At this time, Shaoke discovered that his energy had been seriously overdrawn, and the entire meditation space had also been significantly reduced. Obviously, this was entirely caused by the permanent consumption of a large amount of magic and mental power.

After the rapid meditation recovery, Shaoko ate some food and then entered the meditation space again. He did not check the changes in the altar at this time and carefully recalled why the meditation space had permanent consumption of magic and mental power. This permanent consumption often only occurs when releasing some special spells or using special casting techniques, but he had no behavior at all.

After three days of rest, he completely gave up the idea of ​​finding the reason. Anyway, his meditation space is still very large, and even if it is reduced, it will not have much impact. Thinking of this, he took time to check the changes in the altar. This check made him more sure of his success.

The head in the entire altar had already started to rotate and black smoke flew out from the head, and the magic fire did not fall from the sky from time to time to burn it. When no black smoke in the head flew out, there would be huge changes in his meditation space at that time, but this required his patience to wait. However, the time was not that long, and the mage probably only took more than ten years to complete this work. Of course, he should complete the next work.

Originally he

Souls were stored in multiple heads, but under his control, these were gathered in eight heads. In addition, the one he absorbed at first, a total of nine heads that stored a large number of souls were completely absorbed by him into the altar. There were three heads in each floor of the altar, which shared the pressure of the altar and accelerated the purification of the black smoke in the head in disguise. After finishing this work, the food that had been stored for twenty years had been consumed by him by one fifth.

After finishing this work, Shaoke did not finish this subcultivation immediately. He planned to go out when the food was consumed. Now all he had to do was to calm down and study some magic materials.

The idea was very good, but the special summoning device continued to release the slight fluctuations during his seven or eight years of reserve. This thing was used by Master Roman and others when there was an urgent matter outside. Shao Ke found out and decided to end this subconscious practice.

"Snowy night, you should take a shower and go to greet the guests early." Master Roman hugged Shao Ke with a calcified face. He had not met for a long time, which made Master Roman now unable to bear it. After all, he was in a close place but could not meet for more than ten years. How could she feel good about this?

Then the white-robed scholar also came, but Lan Weier did not greet Shaoke in time because of her work. The mage didn't care anything. She just followed two female spellcasters to the medicine pool to rest comfortably for two magics. Finally, under the gentle service of the two, she vented her physical pain. Finally, she was well organized by the two, and then took him to the other floor to meet the guests.

The guest made Shaoke very strange, and it was a blue-robed mage. The blue-robed mage looked at Shaoke with a strange look. She found that the mage in front of her looked more mysterious and strange than when she saw it last time. The stars and the lilac eight-pointed star array that appeared from time to time in her eyes made her feel that Shaoke's strength had once again increased.

After everyone performed the etiquette, the Blue Robe Method quickly explained the purpose of coming here without any delay. It turned out that she wanted to arrive at the ancient ruins with Shaoke again so that she could obtain the items inside again. This time she came to invite Shaoke to help.

"Can I get those books and horns for the sake of this? These things are very important to me." Shaoke did not hide at all and directly expressed his thoughts. "I think we are both enough to open the stone chamber like that last time. What do you think?" After saying that, the male mage closed his eyes halfway and looked at each other quietly.

The Blue Rou Master nodded with a wry smile, "As you wish, I can no longer find a professional who can trust to help me, so there are only you and me. But the magic props I can use inside must be mine." After saying that, the Blue Rou Master added: "Although I can't learn those ancient characters, I still need to preserve some books. After all, I am a family member." It is obvious that the Blue Rou Master was considering her family.

After discussing for a while, the two finally decided on the final allocation plan. As for how to allocate, I won't mention it in detail here, as it would waste a lot of text to describe it.

However, the two did not go to the ruins now. According to Shaoko, he wanted to rest here for a while, and the two finally set to set off today in a month, and the male mage could also make some preparations.

As soon as the Blue Robe Technique left, Master Roman came in from outside. She walked calmly behind Shaoko, then touched his long black hair that had been dragged to the ground and said, "Are you leaving here again?" After that, she sighed herself, hugged Shaoko tightly from behind, and bite him hard on his neck.

Master Roman's words made Shaoke not know what to say for a moment. He turned around and hugged Master Roman and said, "I just discovered the ruins once, which are the ruins that fell in the imperial capital before. Haven't I ever explored them?" Shaoke comforted the female mage like this. But his comfort did not have any effect.

"But the last time you explored that ruin, it took two years. Now I really want you to spend more time with me." After saying that, the female mage stopped talking and let Shaoke hold her hard.

"It's not too long." Shaoke kissed Master Roman's forehead and said, "I have learned ancient magical characters. I believe that the cracking time this time will not take too long. What's more, we went there to explore a month later." The male mage could only comfort her like this.

In the following month, the two female mages tried their best to gather with Shaoko as much as possible, either rest in the tavern, or watch at the levels where a large number of precious magical plants were planted, and a month passed quickly.

This day was the time agreed upon by the Blue Robe Master and Shaoke. Shaoke left the huge mage tower early and went to the mountain outside the city to wait for the other party. Not long after, the Blue Robe Master flew over. The two then had a brief conversation, and then did not talk too much, and then flew towards the direction of the fallen imperial capital.

The two of them were flying at high speed along the way, mainly because the blue robe mage did not have space to tear apart this skill. "After that battle, many people lost their lives." After flying for a distance, the Lanpa mage on the side suddenly sighed and sighed alone. "Do you still remember that Megan?"

Shaoke slowed down a little, and flew side by side with the blue robe mage. "Remember, he has been promoted to a ninth-level mage now!" After saying that, he shook his head. He felt that he didn't have to be much worse than the Mage Megan he met back then, and he was even stronger. Now because of pinching those heads, the magic and mental power of the meditation space are not enough to support him in the promotion to a ninth-level professional.

"No, he is now back to his hometown, where he is teaching young people to learn magic knowledge!" The words of the Blue Robe Master let Shaoke know that the other party did not want to be promoted because the promotion method was too ordinary.
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