On the second day, Han Feng came to the gate of the Spellcasters Association alone. This was Han Feng's third time to come to the Spellcasters Association. The first two times Han Feng came to the Spellcasters Association had something to do, but this time it was not in a hurry. Han Feng planned to take a good look at the materials trading area of ​​the Spellcasters Association.

If you want to say that the richest profession on the road is undoubtedly the caster, and its strong strength brings a lot of wealth. In the eyes of many middle and high-level casters, money is just a bunch of numbers. Therefore, most casters will not hand over the precious items they get to the auction house for money, but will hand it over to the caster association to exchange items and obtain the precious materials they need.

After looking at the trading area of ​​the Spellcaster Association, Han Feng finally found that he looked like a dragon. A large number of extremely precious materials were preserved in the magic grid by various techniques, and the urge to rob was arisen.

The magic trading area is more like a library, with rows of shelves lined up. Each shelf is lined with grids for placing various precious magic items and materials. Of course, some living things and other things are all pictures and materials placed in them. Hundreds of magic screens are neatly placed against the wall, and all magic items and information can be found inside and even the material data in other cities' Spellcasters Associations are summarized here.

Han Feng stood quietly in front of the magic screen, browsing the list one by one, and the more you look, the more you feel the urge to rob. Almost all magic materials can be found here. Even the elemental magic cores and crystals of space and time are available, but Han Feng has never heard of the redeemed item.

Suddenly, the cold wind was attracted by a dagger with a simple and unpretentious shape that was somewhat similar to the ice touch. The cold wind hurriedly learned about the relevant information.

The Year, Seven Kills - one of the replicas of Curse Tooth, the creator is ominous and has additional spiritual weakness magic. It is made of the core ice soul of the mutant ice element elves. Every time you hurt the enemy, it can take away the enemy's physical strength and healing ability to slow down the wound.

Just as Han Feng was planning to check the requirements for the dagger to exchange, the voice of the magic pattern appeared behind Han Feng. "What are you looking at? You are so serious, you don't know if you are approaching me." Han Feng was shocked, his body trembled, and then calmed down, as if nothing had happened. With the ability of the magic pattern, it would be easy for him to kill himself silently.

Magic Pattern glanced at the picture on the magic screen, "I've taken a fancy to this copy of the Curse Tooth? I have a good eye for it, but unfortunately this is a mid-range copy and the material does not match the characteristics of the Curse Tooth. I have a few high-end copy of the Curse Tooth here. Do you want to take a look?"

Although the Magic Pattern was a question, it was scratching the magic screen on its own. In a blink of an eye, three pictures and information of daggers with similar shapes as the previous dagger came into view.

Indeed, just by attributes and additional magic, these three daggers are indeed much higher than Liunian, but Han Feng shook his head. Han Feng now needs an ice-attributed dagger. Liunian is made of the core ice soul of the ice element elves, which just meets Han Feng's requirements.

"Okay, since you insist, this medium-grade copy is regarded as your gift for joining the club. I'll give it to you." Seeing that Han Feng had insisted on seeing him, and without wasting time, Mo Wen lowered his head and waved his fingers on the magic screen, and soon completed the transaction. Han Feng didn't even find the opportunity to refuse, Mo Wen had already entered the next topic.

"Do you want to replace your other copy of the Curse Tooth? They are all ice-attributed. I remember the high-end daggers with ice-attributes. We have several of them here, wait." The magic pattern's almost talked to herself made Han Feng speechless, and Han Feng had no chance to express it at all. However, Han Feng still asked a question in his heart: "What is the Curse Tooth?"

"Huh? Don't you know?" Mo Wen looked at Han Feng with a little surprise. Seeing Han Feng nodding, he raised his head with great desire and recalled: "The Cursed Tooth is one of the seven kills, representing darkness, conspiracy, curse and disaster. It is synonymous with all negative states. It is said that it contains the power of rules and is the strongest dagger that only exists in the legend. Countless people have imitated the legendary Cursed Tooth to create a large number of replicas, but never one can have half the power of Cursed Tooth. The dagger in your hand and these daggers are replicas made by imitating the appearance of Cursed Tooth."

Magic Wen looked at the ice touch in Han Feng's hand, lowered his head and continued to scratch the magic screen. Han Feng saw that the appearance of several daggers was extremely similar and he had already guessed that the ice touch might be one of the imitations. As expected, the ice touch was indeed made by imitating the curse tooth.

"What is the Seven-Certain Killing?" Han Feng became even more confused.

The magic pattern looked at the cold wind like an idiot, confirming that the cold wind was not a rare creature. "You don't know about the Seven Kills? The seven most powerful weapons in history are also called the Seven Artifacts.

The Curse of the Seven-Certain Killing is the Curse Tooth. Where the Curse Tooth appears, all it brings is misfortune.

The impulse of the seven-legged kill, the earth-breaking and the two-handed battle axe, has the ability to create the world. Legend has it that the impulse abyss at the southernmost end of the continent is caused by the earth-breaking battle axe, and it is also the only seven-legged kill that knows the whereabouts. Every year, there are countless people who die in the impulse abyss. It is really impulse.

The sadness of the seven-legged killing, the music of dusk, a short sword, the legendary killing of the gods. Seeing its shape will add sorrow, and invisibly bring you into the world of sadness.

The courage of the Seven-Miscellaneous Killer, an unknown shield, people call it the Seven-Miscellaneous Killer Shield, has the strongest defensive ability and no one can break it.

The miracle of the seven-game killing is the attack of the dragon, a knight spear, it is said that it was refined from the bone marrow of ninety-nine giant dragons. The holder will be invincible, will never retreat, and will have the ability to create miracles.

The elegant, enchanting and omnipotent staff of the Seven Kills can release all other spells, release forbidden spells and other things like playing. It is a rare twelve-dimensional gold rod head in the world and the body of the staff is forged by the main trunk of the entire tree of life. The only magical artifact in the Seven Kills is now in the headquarters of the Spellcasters Association, and is kept by the president of each generation.

The melody of the seven-game kill, the rhythm of the wind, a special longbow that combines close combat skills and distance attacks, and a ranger's special one. I remember the most successful replica is your master.

When we were venturing, she held this bow, but unfortunately she was no longer there. I heard that Puso was dead, let alone the other ordinary people. Haha, the only ones who are still alive are me and your master. Time is not forgiving people." After saying that, Mowen stopped the life in his hand, as if he was in deep thought, and a faint sadness was revealed from Mowen.

"Well? Are you together with Grandpa Mu and Sheila's grandfather?" Han Feng looked at the young appearance of Magic Pattern in confusion when he heard this.

Magic Wen smiled slightly, lifted up his sleeves, and saw dense magic runes covered with the body hidden under the magic robe. Magic Wen actually used the entire body as the foundation for the formation!

"Don't be deceived by appearance. I have lived for almost three hundred years. I was seriously injured and my life was not long before, so I directly locked all my vitality and magic power in my body through the magic circle. Now it's better, half-human and half-ghost, I can't die, I want to live and die."

The magic pattern continued to open a corner of the robe so that Han Feng could see the scene. What shocked Han Feng was that the heart position of the magic pattern was actually empty, and only the red stripes that were the same as the robe formed an empty heart in it, which was very strange.

Han Feng stood there in a daze, unable to speak for a long time.

Magic Wild tidied up his magic robe, smiled casually, waved his big hand, and an invisible barrier blocked the figures of the two. "When people get old, they become long-winded, let's get to the topic. I now bless the ghost and have no worries. My only wish is to study the immortal magic array. But I don't want to touch the darkness of the immortal magic array alone.

If I guess correctly, the magic array you set up on the ground has not even been unlocked. You can actually imitate the outline of the immortal magic array and the cage array by imitation alone. It can be seen that your unique talent for the magic array. As long as I have been trained for a period of time, I guarantee that you can continue to study deeper magic arrays with me."

Han Feng was originally thinking about how to study the issue of the Immortal Magic Formation, but he didn't expect that the magic pattern coincided with his own ideas. He made a quick decision and Han Feng nodded.

"Don't rush to agree. I have the conditions. My body is affected by the magic circle, so I can't take a step forward in the city of Long Winter. But I want someone to inherit my mantle. There are no outstanding talents in the city of Long Winter, so I can only find them outside. So I want you to help me recruit disciples in other places in the future and teach them the academics of the magic circle. You can't be my disciple and just learn my abilities."

Han Feng frowned instinctively, feeling something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong. Anyway, there was no harm in all, so at most it was a little troublesome to teach his disciples. After pondering for a moment, he nodded and agreed. He did not notice at all, the smile of conspiracy ached at the corner of the magical style's mouth.

"By the way, I forgot to ask you yesterday, how many people are there in the Magic Formation Association and what are their obligations and rights?" Han Feng was not too worried about this issue and continued to ask.

"Well, you're a special approval. You don't have much obligation to fulfill. Just learn my skills well. There are quite a lot of rights. Priority exchange rights, internal trading rights, reading rights, etc., you can just study them yourself. I can't figure out how many people there are now, hahaha."

Seeing Mo Wen said proudly, Han Feng thought that the number of people in the Magic Formation Association was already numerous. Little did he know that Mo Wen really didn't know how many people Pala pulled in.
Chapter completed!