Under One Person: Lifting the Ball to Soar

The two of them, who were adored by a group of bigwigs in the European dark magic world, were the undisputed queens of the banquet and the core focus.

Although the guests at the banquet were all gangsters, many of them were barbarians who ran rampant and behaved in a rude and vulgar manner without any aristocratic etiquette.

But on this occasion, everyone was dressed in suits and looked well-mannered. Even the voices they spoke were three times softer than usual. It was completely a social dance for the upper class.

A handsome blond middle-aged man with elegant demeanor and powerful aura...at least he looked like an English gentleman. He came to Xia He.

He bowed and humbly expressed his desire to invite the lady to sing a song with him.

Waiting for the beautiful queen to extend her hand to me, and then I will take it and kiss it gently...

The YY scenes in his mind played in a loop, making the gentleman intoxicated and waiting for the Queen to come to his favor.

A pair of small hands suddenly came up and held mine!

Lu Liang stepped forward, grabbed the middle-aged man's hand and held it tightly, smiling and greeting him warmly:

"My surname is Lu and my given name is Liang. I am known as a handsome and elegant thief among the people in Jianghu! May I ask your name and where you are from?"

The middle-aged man was embarrassed for a moment, looked at Xia He pitifully, and had to greet Lu Liang.

Another person came to Xia He, and before he could take the next step, Lu Liang stopped talking and left the middle-aged man he was talking to.

[Swoosh] He quickly stood in front of the new harasser, held his hand, and said kindly:

"My surname is Lu and my given name is Liang. People in the martial arts world know me as a handsome and smart thief..."

Lu Liang transformed himself into a hardworking little bee, jumping up and down to block all the admirers for Xia He, making all the men who targeted Xia He return empty-handed with regret and helplessness.

The foreigners' attacks came in waves, especially the group with bad intentions. Four or five of them came at a time to invite Xia He to dance, intending to use the human wave tactic to overwhelm this flower-protecting messenger.

If they blocked one person, the others would find another opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Some were even more shameless and deliberately used their bodies to block Lu Liang, relying on personal sacrifice to gain an opportunity for their companions to get close to the queen.

After a period of chaos, the crowds of people who kept coming in stopped temporarily.

Xia He was dissatisfied with the defensive effect of this shield and said critically:

"Hey, your behavior is too blunt and explicit. As my male companion, can you behave a little more decently and elegantly?"

Lu Liang finally had a chance to catch his breath. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his forehead. Upon hearing this, he complained unhappily:

"Damn! Do you have any conscience, woman?

I'm helping you like a clown, and I really want to say to those foreigners, let me dance with you!

We have fought so hard, and you still have the nerve to be picky?"

Just as the boy was cursing, an old man wearing a black magic robe and a gray goatee that hung down to his chest walked over.

The appearance of this old man made the other men who were eager to try suppress their excitement, and they all stopped and waited to see what would happen.

Lu Liang's face darkened, and he spat in a low voice angrily:

"Damn it, at such an old age, you must have frequent urination, difficulty urinating, and inability to urinate completely, and the old toad still wants to eat swan meat..."

As he spoke, he was about to move forward to fulfill his duties.

However, Xia He grabbed Lu Liang's shoulder, pushed him aside and went to meet him personally.

The girl lifted her skirt, bowed lightly, and said modestly:

"Wizard Saffyman, good night."

The old wizard had kind eyes, nodded and smiled amiably and modestly:

"Ms. Xia, Mr. Lu, it's an honor to meet you two."

Xia He glanced at Lu Liang and secretly sighed that this guy was really uneducated and unskilled. He didn't even know the famous wizard Safiman...

It is said that appearance reflects the heart. It is hard to believe that this kind old man could be a vicious person just by looking at his appearance.

In fact, this is true. The old wizard is indeed a rare good person with excellent character in the dark magic world.

Chapter 247: The Humble Seeker of Knowledge

In the wizarding world, black magic and white magic are two distinct lines.

Once upon a time, these two schools of thought were clearly divided into black and white and were irreconcilable.

Just like the righteous and Quan Xing in the world of aliens in Shenzhou, there is absolutely no friendship with them at all, and the only thing to do is to kill them as soon as possible.

Today, with the development of society and the opening of minds, people from all over the world have become more rational and open-minded. They no longer care about sectarianism as much as they did before, nor do they use narrow-mindedness to distinguish between good and evil based on identity and position.

But Quan Xing of China and the dark magic world of Europe are still the rats crossing the street that everyone wants to kill.

Just like Quanxing is an organization for villains to huddle together for warmth, ninety-nine percent of them are selfish, lawless and crazy monsters.

It’s just that some of them are very insane and are definitely unforgivable evildoers.

Some people's epilepsy is mild and does not cause much harm to society or others. Some people even take on the identity of a demon just to break free from the shackles of rules and regulations and live a free and easy life.

The situation in the black magic world in Europe is similar. The way to distinguish white magic from black magic is not the so-called light attribute, dark attribute or other magical attribute effects.

There is no distinction between good and evil power.

But there is a difference between right and wrong in the ways wizards practice.

Any forbidden method that seeks to gain power by harming oneself or others is considered black magic.

In theory, a wizard who practices dark magic and improves himself by harming others is certainly not a good thing.

But just like among all people, we can indeed pick out a few who are not bad people.

In the world of dark magic in Europe, although all crows are black, there is occasionally a white one.

The wizard Saffian is such a weirdo.

This senior black magician did not come from a family of traditional Chinese magicians. Instead, he accidentally got a copy of "Basic Principles of Magic" when he was a teenager and became a wizard through self-study.

During the nearly one hundred years, Safiman traveled all over the world and consulted numerous wizards from various schools about magic, but he never joined any organization.

The magic power in his body is vast and powerful.

The knowledge he possesses is as vast as the ocean.

There is a magic library in his mind, which records almost all the witchcraft known to the world, except for the secrets of certain schools.

Even when Safiman resolutely stepped into the forbidden land of black magic in pursuit of the true meaning of witchcraft.

But even though he became a black magician, his lofty reputation and character were still praised by wizards in the white magic world.

This is not because of Saffyman's power.

In fact, the old wizard is of low strength, and even a magic apprentice who has only been learning for a few years can defeat this great wizard in a magic duel.

This is so because Sapphiman never seeks power.

He is a pure seeker on the path of witchcraft, and he has spent his whole life exploring the mysteries of witchcraft.

Safiman mastered countless magic tricks but only studied them without practicing them, because practicing would waste a lot of time and energy, which would affect his research on witchcraft.

Because he has never done anything to hurt others or himself, even though he is obsessed with black magic and is just a nominal wizard in the black magic world, the old man is still a good wizard praised by everyone.

The humble seeker of knowledge, wandering wizard Safiman, is called the great magician who is closest to the essence of witchcraft by European wizards.

……

Facing this famous old wizard, Xia He, who had always been arrogant, had to express her humility:

"Wizard Saffyman, it's a pleasure to meet you. It's a pity that I don't know much about European witchcraft, otherwise I would have the honor of listening to your wise witchcraft teachings."

Even though the magic world in Europe is academic and it is relatively easy to acquire magical knowledge, this wandering wizard has collected almost all the witchcraft in the entire European magic world. You can imagine how popular he is.

The reason why Safiman is truly respected by the world is that this old senior with humble strength but the strongest magic theory is always willing to teach others witchcraft knowledge without reservation, and humbly regards it as a mutual exchange and discussion.

Xia He continued to greet the old man with a friendly smile:

“Shenzhou also has many powerful sorcery and magic, which have a lot in common with European magic.

Although I haven’t mastered any witchcraft, I do have a good understanding of the orthodox magic of the Shenzhou Xuanmen…”

The girl's eyes gradually became gentle and blurred, and she recalled the passionate years in Longhu Mountain...

In order to create a perfect method of Hehuan, Lingyu asked the old Heavenly Master about the Taoist methods of the Heavenly Master's Mansion and the problems and difficulties encountered, which were then relayed by the enemy himself.

The two of them studied magic together closely, just like the junior sister and Linghu Chong in "Swordsman" who practiced the [Chongling Sword Technique] under the waterfall with telepathic connection.

What a pair of fairy lovers...

Unfortunately, fate played a trick on him. Linghu Chong made friends with bandits and had close relations with the people from the Demon Sect. He was trapped in the Cliff of Repentance for a long time and could not be with his junior sister.

Yue Lingshan fell in love with someone else, and the lovers finally parted ways.

When I thought about how I was also helping Gong Qing and Lu Liang, and was dragged into this relationship with these two evil people...

When I think of Zhang Lingyu, who comes from a famous and upright family, and is also a junior disciple of the old Heavenly Master, and is also treated like a son by the Master...

I and Lingyu are also separated and cannot see each other...

Damn it! Isn’t he Linghu Chong, and Lingyu is Yue Lingshan?

Bah! Lingyu is not Junior Sister! I am not Linghu Chong!

Bah! Fuck the Chongling sword technique! It's so damn unlucky!

After a while of divergent thinking, Xia He showed a disgusted expression as if he had eaten a fly.

However, the old man opposite her turned a blind eye and did not notice anything unusual about the girl, because his eyes were shining brightly at this moment and he was completely immersed in great excitement!

The wandering wizard Safiman clapped his hands vigorously and said excitedly:

"Oh my! That's great! Taoist magic is profound!

Especially in Master Meng’s magical post, there is a magical technique called [Fenghou Qimen] among the eight magical skills, which is really very desirable!

I hope to learn the authentic Taoism from Miss Xia. Could you please grant me this somewhat excessive request?"

A dignified and honorable great magician, facing a young girl in her twenties who could be his great-granddaughter, even used "you" and "Xiao Ke", which shows how anxious and eager he was.

Safiman also knew that the environment in Shenzhou was different from that in Europe. The sects there paid more attention to "intellectual property rights". One could not just inquire about other people's methods, nor could one learn them casually.

If he had not considered that these might make things difficult for Miss Xia, the old man would have imitated the customs of Shenzhou right there and then in public, bent his knees, and begged the Saint Lady to teach him the Dharma!

I saw the old man scratching his ears and cheeks like an old monkey, with his two chicken claw-shaped hands held in front of his chest as if he was having an epileptic seizure. He even pulled out a few long whiskers without realizing it. He was almost jumping up and down at the age of nearly a hundred.

Xia He quickly advised: