Chapter 48: Looking for

Although I learned about the incident, the reappearance of this period of time did not seem to be of any use to unlock the forced closure of the Tower of Heaven. Both demons have left, and the only demon casting master could not see his face clearly. What else can I do in this situation?

There is no doubt that the missing demon race may have disguised himself into the Flange Continent, and Vivian was already in amnesia, and even if she was forced to ask her, it would be useless. But in fact, even if you find these two demon races, it would be useless to enter the Tower of Heaven, because the only one who can truly lift the closure is the only escaping demon caster.

"Who saw him?" An Ruoran turned his head and asked his companions, but the answer he received was only unanimously shaking his head. Because in the picture, the magic caster was always facing the camera, so he could not grasp more clues except for being able to judge from his appearance. In this way, even if he wanted to find him in the vast crowd, it would become very difficult.

"I think he shouldn't have recovered his memory yet, otherwise he had already come to contact the saints." Weiya frowned slightly and looked at the Tower of Tongtian and pondered, "So, this way, the search range can be narrowed a lot. Just look for those who are unknown, and they look between twenty and forty years old..."

"Wait a minute, maybe our search range can be smaller." But before Weiya finished speaking, An Ruoran suddenly raised his hand to interrupt her and said in a deep voice, "Weiji, can you let the time sequence magic array run again? We seemed to have ignored something just now."

"Are you sure?" Wei Ji was stunned for a moment, but she still stood up and re-arranged the magic array with the precious magic crystal powder. A few minutes later, the magic array reactivated and condensed a light curtain in the void. This time, everyone was obviously much more focused when watching, but they still didn't know what An Ruoran had discovered.

"Note, when the magic caster crashes into the sand, pay attention to his shoulders!" An Ruoran pondered slightly, reminding his companions. The next moment, when the magic caster flew out of the Tower of Heaven, everyone turned their eyes to his shoulders. Perhaps because of the reversal of the air flow, his right shoulder suddenly exposed outside his robe, revealing the hidden half-moon birthmark...

At this moment, everyone looked at each other, but then they showed a little joy. There was no doubt that this narrowed the scope of the search, which made many unknown origins. When they were twenty to forty years old, they had a half-moon birthmark on their right shoulder... Such conditions were enough to search, and it was much better than looking for a needle in a haystack.

"But it's not possible to rely on us. We must rely on the power of the official." An Ruoran smiled and touched his chin and pondered, "I can be responsible for the Kashyapa Empire. The Northern Alliance can pass Christine or Marquis Winter. I believe that if these two major forces help us search, there will be no big problem."

"That's right, but we must pay attention to some special circumstances. We must know that the demon race is probably still alive." Wei Ji took his words and added gently, "So the search cannot be unveiled, but must be in some special names, such as..."

"For example, the national physical examination." An Ruoran smiled slightly and explained the word to Wei Ji. After thinking for a while, Wei Ji couldn't help but nodded and smiled faintly: "It's a good excuse. In this way, as long as the Kashyapa Empire and the Northern Alliance are willing to help, we will have a much greater chance of finding the magic casting master."

Despite this, there are also possibilities that cannot be found, so An Ruoran had to make the worst plan. He glanced at Wei Ji and said lightly: "Then, please return to the Saints Organization first and tell them the whole story of this matter. Please tell them that I will help the Saints Organization investigate this matter, but the premise is that Vivian will not be harmed by them!"

"No problem, I think the elders will agree to your conditions!" Wei Ji thought for a moment and agreed without hesitation. Even though he knew that Vivian escaped from the Tower of Heaven, there was not enough evidence to prove that she had made everything. So the most important thing now is to find the magic caster, rather than busy punishing the criminal.

With such a promise, Wei Ji borrowed a pterosaur and left directly. She was unwilling to endure the slow speed of the floating city that could not be slower. Seeing that she had left, Naya naturally complained that the sun was too fierce and asked to go back to the floating city as soon as possible to drink juice. An Ruoran casually told them to go up first, but his eyes couldn't help but fall on the slowly descending Tower of Tongtian, he still felt that the protrusion on the door was summoning him...

"Meow, I'll take a gamble!" An Ruoran finally plucked up the courage to rush forward, and quickly pressed it on it before the protrusion disappeared into the gravel. With almost no strength, a ball of invisible objects suddenly spit out from it and gently fell into his palm. At the same time, the gravel on all sides had covered the dune again. An Ruoran flashed half a step slower and was almost swallowed.

Regardless of the glory after escaping, An Ruoran's attention was already attracted by the invisible object in his hand. However, before he could come back to his senses, the objects exposed to the sun gradually appeared and revealed their original appearance. The moment he saw this thing, An Ruoran couldn't help but open his mouth in shock, trying to exclaim but couldn't.

"Banana, you bala, this is not a fake!" A few minutes later, he came up with this question. The reason for this was that the thing in his palm was nothing but a soul stone, of course, an ordinary soul stone was not enough to surprise this level, but the diameter of this soul stone actually reached ten centimeters, almost as big as an ordinary person's palm.

In addition to being shocked, An Ruoran had to open his mouth and bite it to prove whether this thing was real. However, when the teeth hurt, he suddenly realized that this was not a sucker, and it would not prove anything even if he bit it for half an hour. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to prove in a simple way that it was a soul stone, if I refine it, I could always tell the authenticity!

With this in mind, the orange soul fire has appeared in the scorching sun in the desert. After this period of casting, especially the benefits brought by the casting time gate, the original orange soul fire has gradually transformed to blue and will usher in a new upgrade. But An Ruoran is not thinking about this now. He drove the soul fire to slowly approach the giant soul stone, but he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "Meow, if this soul stone is real, wouldn't I be rich?"

But before his smile appeared on his face, his expression suddenly stopped, and he stood firmly in place. At this moment, an inexplicable voice suddenly came from the soul stone, but it sounded in his mind. The voice seemed very old, with a bit of leisure and calmness: "Well, is it Victor? Then, this thing is used as a gift for you!"

At this moment, the giant soul stone suddenly burst out with extremely dazzling light, and countless consciousnesses that An Ruoran even did not understand were directly entered into his mind, making him experience a new baptism as if he had first arrived in this world. After a long time, as the light of the soul stone gradually dimmed, An Ruoran suddenly trembled slightly and murmured to himself: "Thank you, I have once again thanked you for your love..."

It's no wonder he had such a reaction. You should know that the fragmentary consciousness that had been integrated into his mind just now was the elder of the weapon refining sect who traveled to this world. If he really strictly investigated it, he would probably be Victor's teacher, and even An Ruoran's ancestor. Judging from the memories he left behind, the elder finally advanced to the holy level demon casting master during his travels, and successfully entered the Tower of Heaven and returned to his own world.

Before leaving, the elder also planned to look for Victor farewell because of his master and discipleship. However, Victor happened to be in seclusion at that time to study casting a new body, so the two did not meet again because of this accident. In desperation, the elder could only store all his instructions before he left in this giant soul stone. As a gift for Victor, according to his vision, Victor will sooner or later be able to advance to the holy level demon caster. When he comes to the Tower of Heaven, he will naturally find the soul stone he set with special techniques...

However, the elder obviously did not expect that the one who finally replaced Victor to the Tower of Tongtian was An Ruoran who inherited all Victor's consciousness. The Soul Stone obviously only recognized the soul logo, but by chance, it was cheaper. The reason why An Ruoran said this was because the elder left a lot of casting experience in the Soul Stone, which was enough to help An Ruoran improve his experience to casting experience. In addition, this giant soul stone he obtained in his unexpected experience was a second treasure that could not be found on the entire continent.

"So, I owe you another love?" Looking at the soul stone in my hand, An Ruoran couldn't help but look up slightly, thinking about the elder of the weapon refining sect who had never seen him before. After a moment, he suddenly smiled and muttered to himself: "But now I can finally be sure that I can really go back..."

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