The white area in the secret room was already the next morning, and Lu Yuan was still writing at his desk...

On the wooden roof, the man who came to deliver newspapers came to the newspapers, and found that the room that was usually used to entertain her was only an empty table today. She walked around the second floor unwillingly, but unfortunately she didn't find anything. The rich man didn't live here at all last night. The man pouted unhappily. It was obviously time to deliver newspapers, but the rich man didn't remember it. It was really frustrating.

She waited for a while in a bad mood, but Lu Yuan never showed up. It was not until the time to deliver the newspaper that she placed the latest issue of the newspaper neatly on the table and prepared to leave. But just when she was about to take a last look at the room, in the morning sun, she found a red rope across the table...

"Huh? What is this?" She grabbed the red rope and pulled it gently, and then found that the thin silk thread was connected to the door. The Fengshen girl, who had increased her interest, closed the rope with her hands and followed Lu Yuan's study... "Wow~ there are really many books!" She looked at the seven or eight rows of bookshelf in front of her in surprise, and couldn't help but make a marvelous sound.

Shooting Maruwen grabbed the red rope and searched, and finally found a book placed on the inner bookshelf along the rope - "The Art of Newspaper". When she opened it happily, she found the terminal of the red rope tied to an exquisite bookmark. Lu Yuan wrote on it, "If you find this book, then treat it as a thank you gift for you."

"This is really interesting!" It turned out to be a treasure hunting game! Shooting Maru Fu carefully flew away happily in the backpack of the book room.

She was looking forward to the next time she came to deliver the newspaper.

...

As Lu Yuan wrote the last stroke on the "Book of the Sea Monster", the eight-ring scroll "Death Emblem" slowly turned into a pile of dust. At this point, three months after arriving at Fantasy Township, Lu Yuan had already copied all the scrolls he brought into. Lu Yuan counted. The remaining blank pages of the "Book of the Sea Monster" were less than three pieces of paper, and even a simple Four-ring spell could not be copied. Such coincidences in the dark, Lu Yuan had encountered so many times since he boarded the Dawn. At the beginning, he was still very concerned, but just let it go... Some things were not known when he didn't know.

If you think too lowly, you will feel that there are conspiracies around you. Everything about you is arranged; if you think too high, you will feel that you are the incarnation of a god and will be invincible... In fact, many times, you just think too much...

"Book of the Sea Monster" can automatically generate blank pages. Although it is a bit slow to generate one every week, he probably won't have any new magic to copy in the next many years.

After these tasks were completed, Lu Yuan's mage level quietly broke through to level 12. He expanded the blank level 6 spell positions that could be used to reach four. As an intermediate mage, he has a large number of backbone spells of the fifth and sixth rings, which has already armed him to his teeth. He can go further at any time and peek at the real palace of magic secrets!

For many people, the gap between the Sixth Ring and the Seventh Ring is like an insurmountable gap. Behind the Seventh Ring is a high-level mage, and it can be said that every magic has great power. However, most mages will stop at this stage. Not only because the barriers between these two classes are difficult to cross, but also because the spells above the Seventh Ring are rare. It is beyond imagination! There is no store like the game, which specializes in selling advanced magic scrolls, and it is extremely difficult to obtain every magic...

All the advanced magic is mastered by some legendary mages, major forces, guilds, countries, etc. There are very few advanced magic that can be learned by ordinary mages, and most of them are absolutely impossible to buy with money. The mage is not short of money, and the problem that can be solved with money is really not a problem. Just like Master Habathur Delin, he is already a master who is ready to attack the Nine Ring spells. But Lu Yuan believes that in Habathur Delin's spell book, there will be no more than ten spells above the seventh ring... If Lu Yuan wants to obtain new spells again, he can consider using powerful spells such as "Death Finger" and "Death Emblem" to exchange them with Habathur Delin.

Lu Yuan believed that his spell book must lack powerful high spells, otherwise his status would not be the lowest among the four great dukes.

In the world of dnd, due to the mutual constraints of rules, the power of the spell is essentially greatly limited. Taking "Death Finger" as an example, this spell can be exempted by a strong constitution. A strong high-level warrior may be able to withstand the effects of this spell in the past.

But after enlarging the scope to the entire infinite world, you will find that the practicality of this spell will be beyond imagination - for example, people who can be easily pressed to death by "death finger"... including the "magneto" whose body is a bad old man, the great heavenly slaps Li Yu and Bai Qi, the Transformers, and all kinds of sick people are in the range of killing...

Instead, all kinds of brainless monkeys, orangutans, and ape protagonists can definitely be immune to this spell.

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Finally finished his work, Lu Yuan sorted out the magic information. Next, his energy will mainly focus on analyzing the eleventh-ring legendary scroll. Lu Yuan believes that once he analyzes this scroll, it will be easy to cross the barriers of intermediate and advanced mages... After all, it is an eleventh-ring legendary spell that no longer exists in the world.

After making a cup of green tea for himself, he began to play surveillance videos of the room above during this period - in order not to be disturbed, he turned off the alarm and teleportation in the secret room.

There seem to be a lot of guests today...

He saw the Suzakura who came to deliver the newspaper and found the clues, and then found the gift, and left happily.

Next came Fujiwara Meihong. She sneaked into Lu Yuan's house like a thief. After confirming that Lu Yuan was not at home, Fujiwara Meihong robbed Lu Yuan's snack cabinet, then made a lot of messy ice cream, and then ran away with her arms... But the gold coins Lu Yuan placed on the cabinet did not move at all.

Lu Yuan could only shake his head helplessly. Meihong is a good girl. But for some reason, since she argued that Meihong ran away last time, she began to hide from herself. But every time she was punished by Shang Bai Ze Huiyin and could not eat, Meihong would still come to him to fight Qiufeng.

Every time, like today, the wind swept the Canyun to grab a large bag of things and then ran away in panic.

He quickly went forward to the surveillance. He originally thought that nothing would happen later, but the scene he saw forced him to stop again.

In front of his door, there was a familiar girl/teenager in green. She had a very pretty appearance and short hair, and two Japanese knives, one long and one short. She was the Master Bai Yulou Ting whom she hadn't seen for a while, and the Demon Dream of Soul...what did she do?

Soul Demon Meng wandered outside Lu Yuan's door with some anxiety. She didn't know that Lu Yuan was not at home - because although she had hesitated for almost an hour, she had not knocked on the door.

"Hello, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Lu Yuan opened the door and said to the Soul Demon Meng who was waiting outside, "Please come in and sit..."

The girl in green was startled by Lu Yuan who suddenly appeared and put her hands behind her back. But she immediately lowered her hands in front and bowed a lot! Lu Yuan even doubted that if this was in the room, would she kneel down again!

"I'm sorry!" The soul demon dream was still so polite. As soon as he saw Lu Yuan, he began to admit his mistakes. "As a warrior, he escaped on the battlefield, which is a lifelong shame..."

"You are too serious. In fact, things have been solved peacefully..." Lu Yuan scratched his head, but when he noticed the things in the hands of the Soul Demon Dream, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Wait, you won't really bring me incense and candles and snacks, right?"

"I'm sorry!" The soul demon dream bowed deeply again, and the red spread from his cheeks to his feet. He was so ashamed that he dared not see anyone. "Dinner...dspies were eaten by Lord Youyouzi, and I only brought in incense candles..."

I really hate Baiyulou deeply!...Lu Yuan thought angrily. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!