King of the Nine Seas

This is a castle. On the top of the central high tower of the castle, in a wide and tall enclosed space, a huge bookshelf that only extends to the top of the canopy is located here. Each huge bookshelf is filled with books, every book They are all well preserved. If you look carefully, there are a lot of runes on these bookshelves that are quite secretly depicted to preserve the books.

Darseus opened his eyes, his beautiful eyes showed a faint grayish brown, and his slender eyelashes were like two brushes. He was sitting in front of the desk in the center of this huge library. His thirteen-year-old body was in this huge body that was not fully developed. Against the background of the desk, it looks extremely petite and thin.

　　Sitting on the chair, Darseus thought about all the things just now.

　　 The so-called clock meeting should have originated from a certain deity, but which one is in the end. Now Darius has no specific guesses, but it is likely to have something to do with time.

　　 Thinking of this, Darseus reached out and grabbed the oil lamp on the table.

　　 This oil lamp is black all over, with fine lines on it. The lamp oil inside the lamp is exuding faint golden blood. The wick is woven from a kind of hair like gold, and the ignited flame is even more faintly golden.

　　Civilized oil lamp.

This is the name of this oil lamp, a semi-sacred tool beyond the ninth order. The flame in it is the fire of civilization. Under the shining of the fire of civilization, the messy spiritual will mixed in the books will be eliminated and burned. At the same time, there are Various other magical functions.

　　 Grabbing the civilization oil lamp, Darseus floated up from his chair and flew straight to the top of the ten-meter-high bookshelf. After searching for about ten minutes, he found the book.

　　 Take down the book, Darseus returned to the chair, put down the oil lamp, and opened the book.

This book records a lot of gods that have appeared in this world, whether they are new or old gods, or the old days, there are records in it, but I just flipped through it, Darius did not find a meeting of the clock. Behind the deity of the characteristics of the deity.

　　 is related to time...

　　 Could it be that he hid himself in the long river of time?

　　Only in this way, books can not record the slightest information about him.

　　 Otherwise, there should not be the slightest record in this library.

Thinking of this, Darius shook his head, closed the book in his hand, and threw it directly into the air. At this moment, a pair of translucent wings appeared on the spine of the book and flew onto the bookshelf by itself. Insert it.

　　 Frowning slightly, Darseus sat in the chair, continuing to think about the clock meeting.

But at this moment, the golden lamp inside the civilized oil lamp placed on the table flickered suddenly, and quickly restored to its original shape. After the flickering of the lamp, Darsius stretched out his hand to open the drawer and took it out. A black-and-white photo in the drawer shows a beautiful woman and a mature-looking man.

　　They are the parents of Darius.

Slowly stroking the faces of his parents in the photo, Dalcius’s face showed a faint sadness. At this time, his heart was completely filled with the feeling of missing his parents. He did not realize that he had already taken the previous question about the clock meeting. All guesses are forgotten.

　　 If Darsius realized that he had suddenly lost part of his memory in the dark, he would definitely be horrified.

His parents were both extraordinary people in the alienation series of spiritual civilization series. When Darsius was born, his parents were attacked by the enemy. In order to protect Darsius and die with the enemy, his mother's potion power and power Part of the potion power inherited from his father was all injected into Darsius's body, making Darsius born with powerful extraordinary powers and mature wisdom.

Now he is a Tier 8 Transcendent fire bearer of the Alienation series spiritual civilization series. He has inherited his parents’ civilized library and civilization oil lamp. With the assistance of his grandfather, he has become the fire bearer, a mysterious organization with a long history. The leader and lead the fireman to cooperate in-depth with the United Nations, became a semi-official organization, protected by the secret of the United Nations, can be regarded as a big power.

　　 put the photo back in the drawer.

　　 Darseus thinks about the clock meeting.

Now he no longer has the idea of ​​guessing the **** behind the clock meeting. He is just thinking about why he joined this organization, and what he can gain by joining this organization, the formula of the missing Tier 9 potion of civilization series, Or is it the lack of books in the Civilization Library, or are there some true secrets or mysterious knowledge that are not recorded in the books and are only passed on by word of mouth?

Thinking of this, Darius contemplates slightly. He is still not sure whether anyone in the clock meeting can help him. If this clock meeting is full of half-hearted people, or ordinary newcomers like reporters, then there is no need to participate in it. Go in, it's a big deal every time you go there, just be a spectator.

　　As soon as I thought of this, Darius made a decision.

　　 And at this moment, the tall and heavy door of the library slowly opened, and an old man with an oil lamp in his hand walked in slowly and put a document in front of Darius.

　　 "Darseus, here are the books needed by the institutes affiliated to the United Nations, please burn a copy for them."

　　 "Anubis...is the Third United Nations Institute again?" Looking at the signature and file list on the file, Darius said to his grandfather: "Did they agree to the conditions we put forward last time?"

　　 "Yes, I will give us a copy of the murals and hieroglyphic materials in the ruins, and they will be sent to us the day after tomorrow. There should be a few more books in our library by then."

Darseus nodded with satisfaction, and said: "That's good, knowledge is priceless, so if you want to get knowledge, you must exchange knowledge for it. The people of the United Nations are still credible, so take the books recorded on it. Burn a copy for them and send it over."

At this point, Darseus snapped his fingers, and immediately six books flew out from the shelves and landed on the table in front of Darseus. At the same time, it was accompanied by Darseus' second snapping finger. The book actually split into a sub-body like a cell, and placed it in front of Dahlsius' grandfather.

　　 "These burned books can exist for about a month, allowing the guys in the Third Research Institute to record the knowledge in the books within a month."

The old man reached out his hand and lightly clicked, and a pair of translucent wings grew on the spine of the children's books after the inscription, and they slowly flew around the old man. Obviously, he, like his grandson, Darsius, is a civilized series. Extraordinary.

　　 "Darlsius, why don't you go out and meet the sun with me, just as Michelle is here, you go shopping with her and relax for a while."

　　 Hearing this, Darius said helplessly to his grandfather: "Grandpa, I have told you many times. I don't want to waste time on women."

　　 shook his head helplessly, and the old man said to Darsius with a sincere expression: "I believe Grandpa, playing with girls is very happy, you will know if you try it!"

　　 "Grandpa, don't want to lie to me, playing with girls is not fun to read here? The most interesting thing in this world is reading and studying. Other than that, it's all trivial things. It's so boring."

The old man’s mouth twitched. He looked at his grandson, and suddenly felt that this kid had been taught badly by himself. When his father and him were a year old, he ran out to lift the girl’s skirt. Why? Does this little grandson even have any idea of ​​playing with girls?

　　 "Really don't think about it?"

Darseus sighed and said seriously to his grandfather: "Grandpa, at present, I am not at the optimal age for childbearing. Considering the continuity of our family, I will marry a wife and have children, but absolutely Not now, I'm only thirteen years old, and there are at least ten years to continue to grow. I think that the issue of the opposite **** can be postponed for ten years. It is meaningless to do these things now!"

　　"..."

　　 The old man is silent, he has nothing to say.

　　 From the perspective of eloquence, my own silence now shows the result.

　　 From knowledge, the old man is quite sure that he is not the opponent of his grandson.

　　 From the perspective of extraordinary power, the old man himself is only a wise scholar of the seventh-order civilized series, while his grandson is a fire-passer of the eighth-order, and there is no comparison.

　　 Except for his grandson in terms of age and generation, he is inferior to his grandson in other aspects. In the past, these are the reasons why the old man feels gratified and happy, but now these have become the source of his depression.

never mind.

　　 Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

do not care.

　　 Anyway, I am a seventh-order transcendent, and I can live for a hundred or eighty years. The great-grandson can always be seen, and this is enough. Ten years are only enough, I can still afford it.

　　 Thinking of this, the old man was happy again. He led the books flying around him and left here.

　　 Watching the arrival leave, Darseus sighed, stretched out his hand and beckoned, and a book flew into his hands. Soon Darseus was immersed in the book world again.

　　...

　　 Dragon Nest.

Aran and the stump compete against each other, or it can be said that Aran learns Lianchuan's swordsmanship through the stump, and besides the two, Aiwen, Dreila, and Dede stand outside watching the two of them. In the competition, learn sword skills by the way.

To Aiwen, Dede, a simple child, didn’t react much. Instead, Derela was somewhat hostile to Aiwen. In Derila’s view, Aiwen was here to grab his teacher’s enemy, so the hostility was quite obvious, and Aiwen naturally I also felt Dreira's hostility, but he didn't say much, just when Dreira didn't exist.

Snapped!

　　 The scimitar in Yalan's hand flew upside down and plunged into the ground.

　　 did not use extraordinary power, and at the same time suppressed his physical fitness to a level comparable to that of the stump. As a result, Aran's swordsmanship was completely suppressed by the stump. He persisted for a while, and finally was defeated by the stump.

　　 But this is not entirely unprofitable, at least Aran has broken through the bottleneck of the tenth level of swordsmanship, reaching the level of eleven!

　　 "Stump, your sword skills are really strong, and the weaker Tier 3 transcendents may not be your opponent."

　　 touched his head embarrassedly, and the stump said: "It's not so exaggerated, I need to continue to refine my sword skills."

　　 shook his head and smiled. Now the stump is more confident than before, but his humility has become an instinct, I am afraid he can't change it.

　　 turned around and came to the three little guys in Ai Wen, and asked: "How is your swordsmanship learning?"

　　 "Teacher, there are still some things that I don't understand very well."

　　 Hearing what Ewen said, Derella immediately said: "Teacher, I have some doubts, can you explain it to me?"

Aran knows that Derella is somewhat hostile to Aiwen, but he is not easy to intervene in matters between children. What he needs to do is to ensure that a bowl of water is as fair as possible, and that all three children are fair and just. It's a good boy, no problem.

Stump’s talent for swordsmanship is very strong, but this is only for him to learn and practice swordsmanship. If he asks Stump to explain swordsmanship or teach swordsmanship as a teacher, he does not have this ability now, so Yalan did not let Stump. Go to teach the three of Aiwen, but teach them by yourself.

　　 answered questions to the three children, and taught them some sword skills. After finishing these, Aran returned to the house and sat next to the old snorer.

　　 "Aran, what are you going to do with the yellow sand series potion formula you got this time? Turn in, UU reading www.uukanshu.com or keep it for yourself?"

"I'm going to hand in and exchange some materials by the way. Dede is interested in the Yellow Sand series, so I plan to prepare a first-order Yellow Sand series potion for him, and then continue to take the figure of the cat over Ai Wen. The other three of the series of potions. As for Derella, I haven't figured out what series of potions to give her. Maybe the Sea Clan series that let her walk in the Dragon Nest is also good."

　　 nodded, and the old snore said: "These three children are all good seedlings, especially the little fellow Ai Wen. I can feel you from him back then. I want you to accept him for this reason, right?"

Smiling and nodding, Aran said, "Yes, this kid is similar to me before, but he is more decent, and I am afraid that he will become a truly decent person in the future, so I am thinking that if he has a need in the future, I can let him go. Leave him and let him join the navy, maybe he will have a bigger future as a navy."

　　 Raised his eyebrows lightly, the old snorer said in surprise, "You mean the navy? Really?"

　　 "Of course it is true, but not now. Let's talk about it when he grows up."

　　 slowly nodded, the old snor smoked a cigar, and continued: "When are you going to the Kingdom of Dragon with Russell?"

　　 "We will take a break tonight, and we will set off tomorrow morning. This time we will only be the two of us, and I will bring Ivan at most. This time we must kill the Atonement Church!"

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