Divine Flame Crystal

Although most of them record things about the relics, many of the deans' insights are also written down, which benefits Xingluo a lot.

When he opened his eyes again, although his magic power had not increased much, his understanding of magic principles and the application of magic techniques had made great progress.

Xingluo stretched and came to the black magic book. The book was placed in the corner of the room. There was a lot of dust on the bookshelf. It was placed there alone, as if it had not been touched for a long time.

The rest of the library was very clean, only this corner seemed to be deliberately forgotten, but it was more like someone didn't want to touch it. Xingluo was a little confused, and then he remembered the curator's words, so he no longer hesitated and reached out to hold the pure black magic book.

"Huh? Why can't I lift it up?" Xingluo increased his strength, but the book still didn't move at all, as if it was connected to the entire bookshelf. "With my strength, I can even tear down a wall, let alone a bookshelf. There's something wrong with this book!"

Xingluo's forehead was slightly sweaty, but the book still stayed stubbornly in the same place without moving at all. He remembered the old curator's words, "Can't I lift it?" Xingluo was somewhat unwilling and began to mobilize space magic.

Powerful fluctuations of magical elements formed a magical storm in this corner. This time he mobilized the magic power more smoothly and roundly than before, as if he was controlling it with his own arms. His understanding of magic continued to improve. As he mobilized the magic power with all his strength, what he had learned before and what he had seen in the past few days merged with each other.

Xingluo began to concentrate, and several star array diagrams appeared in the air. At this moment, the book seemed to finally give up. With a bang, Xingluo's back hit the wall with the book in his hand. The ninth floor also made a "rumbling" sound.

The bookcase began to move, and a secret room appeared behind it. Xingluo subconsciously glanced at the book in his hand and found that it was not a book at all, but a key disguised as a book, which was engraved with magic circles. He mobilized his magic power to protect himself and began to walk towards the cave that suddenly appeared.

As soon as Xingluo walked in, he found that it was a very small room. The floor and walls were covered with strange magic circles. "These magic circles seem to be some kind of sealing circles?" He could not make out any more information. The studious Xingluo hurriedly took out a small notebook and copied the patterns on it. When he copied the patterns on the wall and the floor into the notebook.

He had some new insights. It seemed that these patterns were not carved at one time. It seemed that the seal was reinforced every once in a while, and it was not done by the same person. Whenever Xingluo encountered a problem he didn't understand, he would copy it down. If he still didn't understand, he would copy it again. In the process of copying, he would usually slowly understand some things that he didn't understand before.

For example, this time, as he copied the magic circle, his understanding of the magic circle engraved in this secret room continued to deepen. However, Xingluo found that this circle diagram was too complicated, and it seemed that it was not at the level of magic circles of this era at all.

When his head began to hurt, he had to give up trying to crack the magic circle. As soon as he entered the room, Xingluo was attracted by the magic circle and did not notice the other details in the room. On the table in the middle of the room was a dagger, as black as ink, which seemed to be similar to the dagger he had found before, but the patterns on the handle were different.

Before he could take out the dagger and check it carefully, he heard a rustling sound behind him. Xingluo turned around hurriedly, and when he saw it was the dean and others, he felt relieved and performed a standard wizard's salute.

"It's really surprising that there is a teleportation array in this small secret room." He didn't have time to think about it and greeted the visitor, "Hello, Dean, Hello, Director."

"I didn't expect you to be able to come in. It seems that you have a good understanding of magic circles and magic." The dean spoke first, and the old curator glanced at Xingluo and said nothing.

"Dean, is there something sealed here?"

When the old curator heard Xingluo's words, his eyes suddenly became sharp, and a powerful mental force pressed towards Xingluo like a tide. At this moment, he realized that this usually lazy curator was so powerful.

Xingluo's breathing was slightly choked. The dean quietly moved in front of the curator and waved his hand. Xingluo was breathing heavily, and the fluctuations of magic power were intermittent. Looking at his bad face, he looked as if he had just experienced life and death.

The dean had a blank expression on his face and said to Xingluo, "Did you discover this from these magic circles?"

Xingluo's breath was still a little unstable, and he said with difficulty: "Yes, Dean."

The dean continued, "Yes, I was right about you. You can deduce to this extent from these minor details, and even open the restrictions of this room and walk in. At such a young age, your attainments in magic arrays are indeed extraordinary."

When the old curator heard what the dean said, he realized that he had been a bit rash. However, the seal here was very serious, so he didn't need to be overly nervous. He smiled at Xingluo with some apology.

How could Xingluo dare to complain? He quickly recounted his experience of enlightenment, detailing every detail. The dean praised him constantly, and the curator's expression also improved.

"Since you can enter this room, you will be qualified to be the guardian of this secret in the future. This is the annotation of the sealing magic circle. You should study it carefully. When you are promoted to a seven-pointed star alchemist, remember to come back."

"Seven-pointed star? I'm only at the five-pointed star now, and Master Nick is only at the six-pointed star. I'm still far from the seven-pointed star, eh." Xingluo thought.

He naturally believed what the dean said, and he vaguely realized that this matter was no trivial matter, especially since the curator seemed to be hesitant to speak, which made him even more suspicious.

He felt that the director's strength seemed to be no weaker than the dean's, and the profound magical fluctuations, like the sea and the abyss, made him dare not underestimate him.

After Xingluo left with the Sealed Magic Array Atlas, the curator said, "You trust him so much, what if he breaks the seal..."

The dean smiled and said, "Don't worry, I have investigated his background and experience. Although he is a bit lazy and even a bit vulgar, he is definitely a good person."

Xingluo didn't know that he had been called a good person by the dean, otherwise he would have been very happy. After returning to the dormitory, he began to study the book on the sealed magic circle. It contained an analysis of the magic circle and insights into the formation diagram. The text on it seemed to be written by past deans, and it was exactly the same as the "Chronicles of the Continent" he had read.

After he memorized everything on it, he withdrew his mental power the moment he closed the book, and the book instantly burned up and turned into a faint blue flame. This is also a "burn after reading" book, which protects some important information.

Xingluo knew that this matter was very serious, but he had no clue for the moment. "It seems that I can only wait until I am promoted to a seven-pointed star alchemist."