Journey of the Legendary Wizard

Mo Lin glanced at the little girl in front of him, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The little girl in front of her had messy hair and a big yellow bird on her hair. She looked very strange, but the aura vaguely revealed on her body was very strong, which made Mo Lin a little awe-inspiring. She was a third-level girl. Warlock, and definitely the strongest among the third-level warlocks.

"On the surface, she has a third-level strength, and she should be a warlock, and her bloodline is not ordinary." Mo Lin glanced at the big yellow bird on the little girl's hair.

The big yellow bird flapped its wings and made a series of cooing sounds.

"You're going to die, you're going to die, you're going to die, what are you screaming about, give me a little peace!"

The little girl Diana had a crazy expression on her face, as if she had nothing to do with the big yellow bird on her head.

Not only did the big yellow bird not stop, but it chirped even more happily.

Diana's face turned green.

"Quiet well, don't cut in line, you know!" Diana glanced at Mo Lin with a blank face, and then she moved, and her whole body dissipated in place like a bubble.

Maureen didn't have any extra thoughts. He didn't create an accident to attract attention, which was not good. He followed behind the black-robed man in front of him and moved forward slowly.

Behind Mo Lin, some people came, but there were very few. Obviously Mo Lin was the late group.

After entering the castle, Morin saw the situation inside. The warlocks of the Gintama Hand were testing the wizards.

I saw the wizards lift off their black robes, revealing young or old faces. Their strengths are different, there are first-level and second-level existences, but there are few third-level ones.

Of course, they were all sorcerers, not sorcerers.

The Gintama Hand is a warlock organization, well known.

Everyone who wants to join the Gintama Hand has some very unique talents, or they are young, have unique bloodlines, have high talent, are geniuses, or are the same as Maureen, who have obtained some Gintama hand token.

After a while, it was Morin.

"Name, strength, bloodline..." An old warlock wearing a silver robe with white hair and beard looked at Mo Lin and said this to Mo Lin.

"Mauren Olsen, the bloodline of Bassent's Shadow Serpent, third-level warlock."

Maureen said plainly.

"Three-level Warlock!"

The old warlock suddenly lost his voice.

This sound attracted a lot of attention, and everyone else looked at Mo Lin with surprise in their eyes.

No wonder this old warlock and others were surprised. After all, a third-level warlock is only below the fourth-level true meaning. As long as you go further, it will be the fourth-level true meaning!

"That's right." Maureen showed a little bit of his disguised and altered third-level wizard atmosphere.

"You wait."

The old silver-robed warlock confirmed the breath on Maureen's body, and his face changed slightly. He took out a white lizard, said something to the white lizard in a low voice, then opened his mouth and gave the white lizard to him. Swallow it in one bite.

After a while, a faint figure appeared in the air.

Just now the little girl Diana appeared in the air.

"What's the matter?" Diana's face was relaxed, very happy, and smug, while the big yellow bird on her head looked sullen, with her head drooping and her head down.

"My lord, we found a third-level warlock."

The old silver-robed warlock said respectfully towards Diana.

"Third-level warlock?" Diana blinked, showing a little interest, then she turned her head and found Mo Lin next to her. She looked a little surprised. Obviously, she didn't expect that Maureen was a third-level warlock.

"Hey, you hide your breath well."

Diana made a rare joke, but the look on her face was a little dignified. After all, she was able to hide her breath in front of her.

It was not ordinary.

"I am the bloodline of the Serpent of Shadows, and hiding is my talent." Maureen smiled and said so.

The expression on Diana's face was noncommittal, she shouted, and said, "Stink bird, smelly bird, did you hear it, stop pretending to be a grandson, come and see this guy in front of you!"

"Goo."

The big yellow bird grunted aggrievedly, then reluctantly opened his eyes and looked at Maureen.

In an instant, Mo Lin felt that everything had changed. The big yellow bird had bright eyes, and there were yellow shimmers in his eyes, while Mo Lin felt his vision blurred, groggy, and even almost appeared. hallucinations.

He was stunned for a while, and stabilized his mind with the powerful spiritual power in the spiritual sea, while running the Minai Totem, eliminating all kinds of negative effects.

A faint icy blue light flashed in front of Mo Lin's eyes, and Mo Lin used the chip to call up the false information he had prepared before and fed it back to the big yellow bird.

Of course, on the surface, Maureen still looked groggy.

When the big yellow bird turned its head and cooed at Diana, Maureen looked as if he had just woken up from a dream, and at the same time, a look of horror appeared on his face.

"A kind of shadow snake bloodline, Bassent's shadow snake, this is not wrong, this should be a wild bloodline." Diana said while listening: "Unfortunately, this kind of blood The Shadow Snake is only a third-level creature, and now that you are a third-level witchcraft, it is difficult to advance."

"I want to try."

There was a look of difficulty on Maureen's face. He squeezed a reluctant smile on his face. At the same time, he handed over two things and said, "This is my thing."

Those two things were nothing but the silver token and Chuck's recommendation letter.

"A token? A letter of recommendation?" Little Lord Diana raised her eyebrows, her status in the hands of Gintama was very unusual, so she could easily recognize those two things.

She closed her eyes slightly, carefully feeling the news from the big yellow bird just now.

"No problem, let him join."

Joanna waved her hand, her body moved, and she disappeared into the surrounding air.

The old silver-robed warlock recorded Mo Lin's information, and then let someone take Mo Lin down and rest in a small room next to him.

"Very good, there were no accidents." Ma Lin was calm and slightly relaxed.

A third-level wizard with little potential, in order to embark on a higher and farther road, he has made hard accumulation and exchange, and finally got the opportunity to join the hand of Gintama. He wants to enter the hand of Gintama to see if there is any. The possibility of breaking the shackles of blood.

This is a very reasonable explanation.

Everything was as Maureen expected.

As for why he had to show his third-level strength, it was very simple. If Mo Lin wanted to gain access to third-level knowledge, and how to be promoted to fourth-level true meaning and the gate of dimension, he needed third-level strength.

Do you want to touch these things with first-level and second-level strength?

Ha ha.

is it possible?

Maureen sat quietly in the small room, and a maid brought food and wine, as well as some entertainment, and it was not boring.

From time to time, other warlocks who have passed the assessment and inspection come in, and the newly joined people are chatting softly, making the surroundings seem a bit lively.

In the next few days, other people came one after another, but the further back, the fewer and fewer people came.

Finally, after three days, the warlocks of the Gintama Hand began to take the new people forward and returned to the Gintama Hand.

The Hand of Gintama was in the fog of a canyon, and the buildings inside were looming. Diana chanted a witchcraft spell and walked in with Maureen and the others.

Someone took the warlocks down to rest, and the next day, Mo Lin and the others gathered.

A middle-aged man wearing a silver robe, an aquiline nose, and a sullen face glowed a faint silver glimmer, floating in the air, his whole body was like the sun, and his eyes were looking coldly at the people below .

The newly joined people felt the breath of the middle-aged man, their faces changed greatly, and immediately lowered their heads, daring not to look at the middle-aged man.

Maureen's expression changed slightly.

Because this middle-aged man is a fourth-level true meaning!

A living fourth-level true meaning warlock!

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