Soon, Zhou Yi saw a wizard in his fifties. Zhou Yi was sure that this was not a student, but a teacher, because the other party's body exuded a legendary pressure.

Zhou Yi walked towards him and then said, "This wizard, I want to ask a question."

Upon hearing this, the wizard stopped, looked up at Zhou Yi, and then said, "What do you want to ask about, relatives in Nian."

Zhou Yi said: "I hope to know where Mr. Cyril of the Prophecy Department is, and I am here to visit him."

When the wizard heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Is Cyril from the Prophecy Department? He is on the top floor of the teaching building, in the star-gazing room."

After hearing this, Zhou Yi nodded and said, "That's it, so thank you, Mr. Wizard."

The wizard shook his head and left.

Zhou Yi felt very good about the Magical Capital. There was a clear difference between the wilderness and the capital. Everyone seemed to have no thoughts and a kind of peace was revealed between their speeches, perhaps because they focused on research.

Zhou Yi was rarely brisk in search of the stairs in the teaching building, and soon saw a staircase. The staircase was shining with a rich magical light. Each staircase was composed of different elements, rising and falling in the magical light, like a fairyland in the clouds and a mirage.

Zhou Yi looked at this magical magic ladder and his eyes lit up. Magic was everywhere in this world, making him completely obsessed with it. All civilizations have their own unique attraction. In this world, unintentional magic lies in its charm.

Steps slowly stepped on the magic ladder, feeling the texture of the real thing under your feet. Zhou Yi felt indescribable.

Step by step towards the upper floor, and from time to time, someone passed by Zhou Yi and paid attention to him.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Yi dragged his slightly sore legs to the top floor of the seventh floor.

This floor is very empty, and you can see the end at a glance. There are not many people here, only a few buildings with strange structures.

One of them was transparent, and it seemed that the tower-shaped building was cast by crystals and exposed to his eyes.

Zhou Yi saw the name of this crystal tower at a glance. The two magical words stargazing were written on the top of its gate. On the wall of the crystal tower, the light of the magic array flashed from time to time, and a depressing magic aura came.

Zhou Yi saw the stargazing room he was looking for and immediately walked forward. He knew that the Cyrill he was looking for might be among them.

After a few steps, Zhou Yi came outside the stargazing room and knocked on the door. After a moment, an impatient voice sounded: "Who is it? I wonder if it's my time to study it."

When Zhou Yi heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I was introduced by Miss Biliji. I would like to ask you for help if you have something to do."

It seemed that Biliji's name played a role. There was a sound of soldiers thumping inside, and then the door was opened inside.

The door opened, and a sloppy figure showed his head. This was an old man, who looked about fifty years old. His face was covered with bloodshot eyes, and a few eye bores had not been wiped away. Waiting for the big eyes, he looked at Zhou Yi, and said in confusion: "You were introduced by that girl Biliji, it's true or false."

Zhou Yi looked at the person in front of him and held back the smile in his heart and said, "Then are you Mr. Cyrill?"

When the old man heard this, he nodded and said, "Yes, I am Cyril."

Zhou Yi handed over the introduction letter in his hand and said: "This is Miss Biliji's introduction letter, please check it out."

The old man held the letter of introduction in his hand, skillfully tear it apart, then carefully read the information inside. After a while, he looked at Zhou Yi and said incrediblely: "Do you want to learn a curse that has something to do with time? Are you sure."

Zhou Yi nodded and said, "Of course I'm sure, is there any problem?"

The old man grinned and said, "Haha, I'm just very surprised. The magic involving time is very difficult. There are not many people in the whole world who can complete it. I really don't like you. And you are old. If it weren't for Biliji's letter, I'd throw you out."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yi smiled and said, "Is that true? Then see if this power is qualified to be recognized by you."

With a wave of his hand, magic spells rose from Zhou Yi's body, and then they quickly gathered in the air, turning into a magic circle with magical aura, covering Zhou Yi's radius of ten meters. Then Cyril's expression changed wildly. As a legendary strong man, he could not move.

Cyril's eyes changed, and then he shouted incredibly: "No, it's not true, this is the time static formation. You actually completed this magical battle formation. Is this a joke?"

Yes, when he was in the capital circle, Zhou Yi had already purchased enough magic materials. Based on the magic book of the Time Static Array obtained from Biliji, he completed the relevant spell cultivation at one time. At the same time, relying on the powerful deduction ability of the virtual divine nature, he completed the spell cycle needed by the battle formation.

He used it at this time and immediately stopped the radius of ten meters, making Cyril, a legendary powerful man, look pale.

However, this spell did not last long, almost flashed. In just a few dozen seconds, Zhou Yi consumed 10% of his magic power.

You know, he has now practiced the meditation method that cats gave him. The magic and wizard level can be said to have been soaring, and he has reached the peak of a high-level wizard. As long as time permits, there will be no problem to reach the peak of a great wizard.

At this time, Cyril looked at Zhou Yi in amazement, incredible, his eyes were a little dull: "How is it possible, you are just a high-level wizard? I won't say anything else. Just the practice of the ninety-nine kinds of magic spells will take at least decades to complete the cultivation. It will take several years, or even more than ten years to achieve it if you want to establish a correct cycle. Are you the son of the God of Magic?"

Faced with Cyril's shock, Zhou Yi smiled slightly and said unreasonably: "I am a peerless genius. No magic is difficult for me. As long as I am willing, I can even learn all the curses in the world."
Chapter completed!