[84. Holy Book of Light]

A secret room surrounded by dim lights. On a small table in the middle of the secret room, a black book was placed in the middle. Two old men gathered around the table and stared at the book. The blonde man stood aside and said nothing. There was silence in the secret room, and there was a heavy breathing sound, and only the oil lamps on the wall made a crisp cracking sound due to burning.

The old man in white robe stared at the books on the table. A pair of eyes stared at the boss swallowed with difficulty for a long time, and his voice trembled with excitement, "Is this the legendary witch book 'Sun Sutra'?"

The blonde man looked calm and did not despise the two old men's gaffes. "Wrong, this is not the 'Sun Sutra', but the 'Holy Book of Light'!"

"What?" The old man in black suddenly stood up, and his voice was so loud that his eardrums hurt. "This, this is the 'Holy Book of Light'?! Treasures of the Holy Court?

"Wrong! The dead old ghost should be the* of the holy court. The 'Holy Book of Light' is the supreme treasure in the holy court, and the only classic book left by the goddess in the world. The old man in white robe still stared at the 'Holy Book of Light' without even raising his eyelids. He looked obsessed, "This is the legendary 'Holy Book of Light'. I didn't expect to see such a divine object in my lifetime. Originally, I thought you were my disaster star today, but I didn't expect that you were my lucky star at all. Haha, I was allowed to improve the field before, but now I can see such a divine object.

The old man in black robe closed his eyes and did not look at the 'Holy Book of Light' on the table. He was afraid that it would be difficult to look back. He didn't know when there was another wine pot in his left hand and gently drank a sip of Chinese wine, but his face did not show a look of enjoyment. Instead, he was very distressed and cautious. "White old ghost, don't look at it again. This thing is not what we can see!" The old man in black grabbed the sleeve of the old man in white and pulled his eyes back from the 'Holy Book of Light'.

Although the old man in white robe was reluctant to withdraw his obsessive eyes and sat on the chair, the afterglow of his eyes still drifted to the book on the black cover from time. Seeing the old man in white robe with such a look, the old man in black robe could only smile with a wry smile. This old friend's temperament is still the same. What's more, this book is really too tempting. Even if he can let go, he can only shake his head and smile bitterly now.

"You'd better take it away. We really can't read this 'Holy Book of Light'." The old man in black shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Take it with you. No matter what your origin or purpose is, it has nothing to do with us. We will never reveal anything about your whereabouts here."

"You promised me one thing as long as I take three moves from Elder Bai. Do you want to go back on your word?" The blonde man was still expressionless, just standing there, not surprised by the reaction of the old man in black.

"What?" Hearing the man's words, the old man in white robe jumped up, stared at him, and gritted his teeth, "Humph! We black and white elders have always keep their word and have never broken their promise. Tell me, as long as we can do it, we will never refuse, even if we risk this old life.

"Alas, I regretted being greedy for a little cheapness just now, but now I actually put myself in," the old man in black robe had a bitter face, drank a sip of wine, and wiped away the wine from the corners of his mouth. "Ha ha, that's all right, I will risk this old bone today. What do you say!"

The blonde man saluted, "Thank you for your success. Don't worry, I know what's going on. I won't embarras you two. I brought this 'Holy Book of Light' and won't involve the two predecessors."

The old man in black smiled and looked up at the blonde man, "Oh? Is that right? It is said that 20 years ago, Roland Strife, the first knight of the temple, suddenly rebelled against the Holy Court, which has lost its reputation for thousands of years. This is a great shame in the holy court. I vowed to get rid of this person. As a result, I used the power of the whole holy court and finally let him escape. Do you know this person?

"Not bad! I do know Roland Strife," the blonde man straightened his chest and immediately rose a little. "But Roland Strife, the Knight of the Light, died 20 years ago, and now there is only Rogge, the Knight of Death."

"Ha ha, Death Knight? Rogge?" The old man in black robe laughed and said, "Haha, it's really interesting, but I like the name Death Knight!"

The corners of Rogge's eyes twitched, as if he remembered some painful things. It took him a long time to calm himself down. "I came here today to ask two seniors to help me interpret the 'Holy Book of Light'!"

The old man in black robe showed a playful smile at the corners of his mouth, still drinking his own wine, and fell silent again in the secret room. For a long time, the old man in black looked up and said, "Why are you so sure that we can interpret this 'Holy Book of Light'?"

Roger shook his head, "I'm not sure that if even the Chinese people, one of the two oldest ancient royal families, can't be interpreted, then I can't think of anyone in this world who can interpret it."

"Oh? Looking at you so confidently, it seems that you still know our Chinese people. The old man in black still drank his wine, and the old man in white next to him only grabbed his hair anxiously and wanted the old man in black to agree quickly.

"The ancient ten royal families, the one that has been passed down the longest is the witches, but if they want to be preserved the most complete, I'm afraid there is no Shanghua people comparable to that clan." Rogge's face was flat, and only a black flame flashed in his eyes. "In the battle of ancient gods and demons, most of the science and technology culture had long been destroyed. People have returned to ignorance, but I don't believe that the ancient science and technology culture has always been full of legend and mystery."

"Alas! Well, let's try it. I can't guarantee whether we can interpret this 'Holy Book of Light'. After all, this is a legendary divine book, and no one can answer it except God for thousands of years. The old man in black got up and slowly picked up the 'Holy Book of Light' on the table.

At the moment when I picked up the 'Light Holy Book', a simple atmosphere came towards me, and a trace of holy light slowly emitted. Although the old man in black tried his best to calm himself, he still couldn't suppress his excitement and slowly opened the 'Holy Book of Light' with trembling hands. The old man in white robe beside him held his breath and stared at the 'Holy Book of Light' and couldn't bear to leave.

The moment the 'Holy Book of Light' was opened, a white light flashed, reflecting the whole secret room like day. The light gradually retreated, revealing the contents inside. The old man in black robe stared at the simple words above and was completely stunned. His face was unbelievable, as if he had seen a terrible monster. Seeing the expression of the old man in black robe, the old man in the white robe was curious and came over. As soon as he saw the content on it, he also stayed there completely. The expression on his face was not exaggerated by the old man in black robe.

"Senior? "Senior?" Seeing the two old men look so, Rogge's calm face showed worry. He shouted several times in a row and did not wake up the two old men.

Roger went to the two old men and roared and pulled them back from shock. Seeing their look so, Rogge asked worriedly, "Two seniors may understand the above?"

The two old men looked at each other and saw the unbelievable and deep shock in each other's eyes. The old man in white robe shook his head vigorously and kept talking, "Impossible, impossible, this is not really the 'Holy Book of Light', it must not be!"

The old man in black stared at Rogge with sharp eyes, as if he could pierce the whole person, and his tone was extremely cautious, "Is this really a 'light holy book'? The only classic left by the goddess?

Roger was confused. Although he didn't understand why the old man in black asked this, he nodded with certainty, "This is the 'Holy Book of Light', which I took away from the altar."

The old man in white suddenly laughed and said in a sad voice, "Ha ha, ha, is this God? Although our cultivation is more thorough than ordinary people, and I never believe that there are gods in this world, those great saints still have them. I have always respected these ancient sages in my heart, but I never thought..."

Seeing that the old man in white robe is so sad, the old man in black can only shake his head and sigh bitterly, extremely sad and indignant...

In the valley of the black witch, Ian was standing in the afterglow of the sunset. The fiery sunset shone on his strong body. His long hair floated in the wind, and his resolute face always took away a faint smile. Looking at the afterglow in the west, Ian stared at the distance, where he went ashore.

A petite figure in the valley is training sweating in the afterglow of the sunset. Every move is full of strength, but without any fighting spirit, it is completely physical power. Looking at Melinda's vigorous posture and sharp moves, Ian smiled with satisfaction.

Although the professor's time is not too long, only three days, Melinda's progress is really fast and extremely hard-working. Seeing that Melinda finished the last exercise, Ian put away his smile and said faintly, "Oish, that's all for today."

Melinda did her best and didn't have time to wipe the sweat on her forehead. She ran to Ian with a happy face. The sadness of the previous two days was gone, replaced by a sweet smile. At this moment, she was like a happy girl. "Teacher, how am I practicing?"

Ian nodded, "It's okay, but you still have to keep working hard. Your strength is weak. You have to make full use of your speed. You must remember this."

Melinda's face was full of loss. "Yes, teacher, I know. I will redouble my efforts."

"Ye, go back first, remember the skills I taught you today, and practice well when you go back." Ian turned around and looked up at the sunset in the sky, and the last afterglow of the sunset disappeared between heaven and earth. Melinda bowed and left with fatigue and walked to the valley.

"She has done a good job. You shouldn't do this." A faint hoarse sound came from behind the tree, and Keith came out from behind the tree, staring at Ian quietly.

Ian didn't look back and still stared at the distance. "I know, but this is the way she chose. No one can help her."

"But she is still a child after all, can't you say a word of approval?" Keith's tone was a little unhappy.

"That's at least better than her being killed. What's the point of suffering now? If she can't even stand this pain, how can she talk about revenge? Ian slowly turned around and looked at the direction of Melinda's disappearance.