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"Eh?! Senior Brother, why are you here?" Tuyan was very happy to learn that Senior Brother was visiting, and came out of the magic tower to greet him.

As a legendary wizard, he personally went out to greet him, which can be said to give the old wizard enough face. Even East, who accompanied the old wizard, was a little surprised, wondering if he had underestimated the old man.

In this world, legend and below legend are two completely different levels. Some extreme strong people even think that those below legend are not qualified to be considered "people" at all, and are nothing more than "living" in mediocrity. Even relatively open-minded strong people will not treat those who have not yet entered the legendary realm as equals, and at most they will look down on them with friendly eyes.

This is not only because of the difference in strength, but more importantly because of the difference in life level. Legendary strong people have a long lifespan, various wonderful abilities, and have already taken the key first step to transcend the ordinary and become saints. They may achieve immortality in the future, and even have the hope of becoming a god.

They are like huge rocks, stubbornly resisting the erosion of the river of time, looking down on the turbulent world and the changes of dynasties.

In comparison, no matter how hard they try, mortals can only live to hundreds of years old at best, which is really incomparable to them, and it is even difficult for them to have a common language. They may eat and drink together and chat about those vulgar topics together. But if they really talk about those serious and profound things, mortals below the legendary level often can't keep up with the rhythm in a few words.

It's okay once or twice, but over time, a gap like a natural moat will naturally form between the legendary strong and the mortals below the legendary level.

In this case, Tuyan, as a strong man who has entered the legendary realm for many years and has enough prestige, would actually go out in person to greet an old wizard who is so old that he can be seen at a glance that he has exhausted all kinds of life-extending methods. If he doesn't get lucky, he will probably only have the last few years of his life. It is really strange.

East was puzzled in his heart, but there was no expression on his face. He just smiled and followed the two into the magic tower.

At the same time, he quickly told Tuyaan what had happened before and after the incident - in the form of spiritual communication.

After listening to it, Tuyaan's smile froze for a moment, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart.

The reason why he ran out to greet her was mainly because he was too idle and bored during this period. Occasionally, he would meet an acquaintance and discuss things, even if it was just chatting about family matters.

But he never thought that his senior brother would be so old and foolish as to come and plot against Jane.

Hey, that's not an ordinary person, he's the incarnation of a true god!

Sui Xiong once explained to Tuyaan in detail about Jane's identity. When Tuyaan thought about how he had plotted against her and wanted to steal divinity from her, he couldn't help but feel cold and panic in his heart.

Although his senior brother was old enough, his strength was really not that good. At best, he has just entered the high level. His strength at his peak may be close to the legendary level. However, as he got older, he used several methods that were detrimental to his own strength in order to prolong his life. Therefore, his strength kept decreasing. It was not easy for him to maintain the high level.

With this little ability, he wanted to fight against a true god incarnation?

This is simply courting death!

And... even if there is hope, it should be me first!

This guy, the eldest brother, got a complete legendary magic tower from me. Isn't it enough? He actually wanted to steal his own opportunity with the clues that I accidentally left behind...

Hey! You can't be so shameless!

He was furious in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He was still smiling. He also asked the apprentices to prepare tea and juice to entertain the two guests.

At present, there are about fifty apprentices in Tuyan's magic tower. Among these apprentices, only four are truly guided by him. The rest are educated by these four mages. Strictly speaking, they are his disciples. In addition to studying, these apprentices are usually responsible for maintaining the operation of the magic tower and doing some chores.

Tuyaan is not a demanding wizard, and the magic tower built by Sui Xiong himself is not comparable to those old magic towers. It has a very high degree of automation. From hygiene to catering, the intelligent tower spirit controls hundreds of puppets and golems of all sizes, and can complete them very well, so that the apprentices usually have few opportunities to do things.

If their teachers were not experts and arranged some things for them every day to temper their tempers, I am afraid that they would not only fail to learn to be diligent and hardworking, but would become lazy instead.

Tea and juice were quickly served. The apprentices who had been taught by professionals and had a certain vision bowed and left. Before leaving, they closed the door of the reception room and called two golems to guard the door to prevent others from disturbing them.

Tuyaan picked up the medicinal tea that was so bitter that it could make people cry after drinking it. He first smelled the elegant tea fragrance carefully, then took a sip gently, savoring the fragrance in the bitterness, and couldn't help laughing.

"Big Brother, I almost know why you came here, but why did you think of doing such a thing?" He said bluntly, "This is really beyond your ability. I remember when you taught us, you emphasized that the most important thing for a mage is wisdom, and the key to wisdom is to know what can be done and what cannot be done?"

The old mage, whose face was full of wrinkles, gave a wry smile and said, "Of course I understand the truth, but when things come to pass, I still can't control myself."

He also picked up the bitter tea and took a sip. The extremely bitter tea made him frown. It took him a long time to regain his breath, but he couldn't help but praise it.

"What a great tea! My tongue is almost numb. I can feel its bitterness and fragrance. The ingredients used in this tea must be very unusual."

"It's nothing out of the ordinary, mainly the young leaves of the sacred tree and the dust of the legendary undead." Tuyan said lightly, "The key lies in the combination of the two and the craftsmanship during processing. If you like it, senior brother, wait a moment I’ll pack a few pounds for you and take it home to drink slowly.”

The senior brother gave a wry smile and shook his head: "I don't have much time to live. Thanks to you, if I can go back alive this time, I should make arrangements for my funeral. This tea... a small bag as big as a palm is enough for me to drink. , no matter how much, it’s a waste.”

Tu Ya'an sighed softly and advised: "Actually, if you want to live for a few more years, there is nothing you can do..."

"You mean, transform into an undead spirit, right?" The senior brother smiled and shook his head, "After all, I am also the lord of a city. I can die, or I can do something that is harmful to nature, or I can be killed by doing something shameful. There's nothing wrong with that. But if I take the initiative to transform into an undead spirit, that would be too much. Even if I don't think about my own face, I have to think about the face of my descendants, and even more so the teacher's face. Think about it!”

Hearing this, Tu Yaan couldn't help but smile bitterly, shook his head slightly, and stopped making that suggestion.