Before the old wooden ship penetrated the scarlet mist, Faraday rubbed the spirit of the ancient god in his hand. This was the most important thing obtained from the ancient warship formation, and it was also the most important part of the magician building the tower.

This is a supreme treasure and a gift from the gods.

There are two ways to build a magician's tower. One is to take action by the magic god himself, and the other is to build it through the spirit of the ancient god.

In the war that year, on the way to the Mongolian army's advance westward, a tall tower protected by the magicians for generations was damaged by the Mongolian army, and the spirit of the ancient gods disappeared.

Faraday's visit to the East this time was to bring back the spirit of the ancient gods and rebuild a tall tower.

Before the Ming Dynasty entered the ancient warship, he led the magician into the ancient warship in a dark curse and disguise. After going through hardships, he obtained the spirit of the ancient god from the ancient warship.

Flushing the ancient god spirit in his hand, Faraday suddenly sighed and said, "The only pity is that he has not found the legendary potion. My poor child doesn't know if he has a chance to become a magician in this life."

When Wen Zhengming set up the Marrow Cleansing Pill before, one of its uses was to grant players qualifications to ordinary people, and another use was to give characters who could not be practiced in Wen Zhengming the qualifications to practice.

Therefore, this marrow-cleaning pill is not only an unparalleled treasure for ordinary people, but also an unparalleled treasure for descendants of extraordinary characters.

That's true for Faraday.

Hearing the teacher's sigh, Mosca couldn't help but comfort him: "Teacher, don't worry, Brother Ronal will become a magician one day."

Faraday shook his head when he heard this, looking at the scarlet mist in the distance and said, "I used to look forward to it so much, but the facts are always cruel. Your level of potions is not enough. You can't understand how difficult it is to make people turn from an ordinary person into a magician who can meditate. This is a path that cannot even go through."

Even so, Faraday seemed to think this description was not appropriate enough, and he emphasized again:

"That was a natural chasm, an almost insurmountable natural chasm."

That's right, Faraday is already desperate.

He felt that his son could not inherit the glory of his magician in his life.

This is what makes him most uncomfortable.

Shaking his head, Faraday stopped talking about this topic:

"If we don't talk about this, we are going out too. After we go out, if we have the chance, I will come to Dongfang again to search. I hope one day I can find news about the magic potion."

Faraday was ready. After bringing the ancient god spirit back to the tower, he came to the east to look for that potion again.

Mosca heard this and said, "The God of Dharma is above. I hope the teacher can find that kind of potion and make Brother Ronal a magician."

Hearing his prayer, Faraday looked at his disciple with relief and said:

"It's time to go out!"

With Faraday's gentle moan, the scarlet mist gradually began to fade, revealing a blue world, a world full of fresh air.

The old wooden boat slowly penetrated the scarlet mist and came to the present world.

But at the moment when we came to the present world through the fog, everyone instantly felt a sharpness that could not be described in words, as if there was a sword placed on a person's neck.

The biting coldness and sharpness made everyone tense up.

All the magicians on the old wooden boat were blown up, as if they had encountered some nemesis.

Immediately, they saw the Quanzhen Sword Man and the man in black standing in front.

The sharp feeling emanated from the man in black.

Danger!

Extremely dangerous!

All the magicians seemed to have a wake-up call ringing in their hearts.

Stop, or you will die!

Before the magicians could react, the man in black reached out to them and pressed suddenly in the void.

"The person who comes stops!"

Wen Zhengming's faint voice seemed to stir up a strong wind and waves in an instant, and the entire sea surface rose and fell with the words.

A blue magic shield lit up on the old wooden ship, like a huge layer of glass shield.

But just as Wen Zhengming pressed his palm suddenly, endless sword energy generated out of thin air and bombarded the huge magic shield.

The dark sword energy is like an abyss.

Under the attack of the sword energy, countless cracks broke out on the magic shield in an instant, but it was still not broken.

But the old wooden ship moving forward had already stopped under the huge impetus of the sword energy.

Wen Zhengming waved his hand on the void, and the azure blue magic shield full of cracks shattered instantly.

The sharp sword energy seemed to stay on each magician's neck in an instant, but it dissipated with his wave.

Faraday was so shocked that he couldn't stop hearing the world because he saw that the reason why this world was not eroded by scarlet red was that the unparalleled sword energy supported this world.

What terrifying magic does this require?

Sure enough, the East is always full of monsters.

"You can take away the stuff, but you have to clean up this mess."

Wen Zhengming raised his head and said lightly: "If you can't clean up, then you need to leave the ancient god's things for me!"

Faraday swallowed, gave up the idea of ​​being unable to fight, and decided to convince others with reason.

"This ancient god spirit was lost to our Magic Association eight hundred years ago. Please let us take it back."

Faraday only hopes that the other party is a reasoned person. If he is the same as the monk he met before, then this principle may not be reasonable.

Wen Zhengming had no idea of ​​discussing it. He said coldly: "I'll say it again, you can take away the things, but you must clean up this mess. If you can't clean up, you can't, leave the things."

"This thing is taken away by you. Once this thing spreads, it will be difficult to end!"

As Wen Zhengming's tone became cold, everyone could feel the sword intent in the void being ready to move, as if they were about to be unsheathed at any time.

Everyone knows that if this sword is not sheathed, it will be a sword that will be a fourteen states of Frost Cold.

"I don't want to deal with this mess, so either you guys clean up or leave the stuff behind."

"We may be able to talk." Faraday was making his final attempt, and he felt that a thin sword mark had been pressed out of his neck by the sword intent in the void.

"The conditions can be negotiated, but the ancient warship formation must be stabilized." Wen Zhengming's expression became even colder.

It seemed that the sword was about to be unsheathed at the next moment, and blood splattered in the sea.

"Okay, settle down first!"

Faraday compromised.

There was no way to compromise, the sword was already on their necks.

The old Taoist priest was stunned by the side. The uncle of the junior master was so skillful in negotiation methods!
Chapter completed!