I returned to my hometown after winning the koi lottery.

Chapter 212 Study Hard

The Moon Shadow Castle is located in the valley. The outer stone walls are covered with ivy, and the steps around it are covered with moss.

The great magician took Miller on a tour around the castle, and while they walked, he introduced the history of the castle to Li Fugui Miller.

This strange old man in a black robe had wrinkles all over his face and it was hard to tell his age.

In Li Fugui's opinion, he looked to be at least seventy years old.

But as soon as the old man opened his mouth, he knew he was wrong.

The great magician's voice was hoarse. "One hundred years ago, I was twelve years old and had just arrived at the ancient castle. At that time, our Moon Shadow Magic sect was still very powerful."

Li Fugui thought, 100 years ago, plus 12 years, that would make him 112 years old!!!

I didn't expect that this eccentric old man is actually 112 years old. It really makes people sigh.

The great magician did not notice Li Fugui's little thoughts. He was only concerned with introducing his fallen home.

During those years, our sect was at its peak. Even the king respected us and did not dare to neglect us.

But it was precisely because of this that we were framed and unable to recover for the next fifty years, leading to the situation we are in now.

The secret of Moon Shadow Castle was like an ancient book, slowly unfolding like a scroll and appearing in front of Li Fugui.

With a wave of the great magician's finger, a painting appeared out of thin air.

On the edge of a distant and mysterious continent, there is a corner forgotten by time, called Shadow Col.

This place is shrouded in clouds and mist all year round, and the valley is filled with a mysterious atmosphere.

The Moon Shadow Castle stands quietly in this valley, like a silent giant, witnessing the vicissitudes of the world.

Just like in a cartoon, you can see some magicians directing craftsmen to busily build a castle.

A castle sprang up from nothing, like something out of a cartoon. It took shape quickly, and the workers who built it ran about like ants.

The outer walls of the castle are made of huge stones, which were transported by magicians. The scene is quite spectacular.

The newly built castle was grand and majestic, and it was bustling with magicians and apprentices coming in and out.

Now, the erosion of time has made these stones covered with moss, as if nature has put a green cloak on them.

Each stone seems to be telling a story of the past. They carry the memory of the castle and have witnessed countless storms and ups and downs.

Miller couldn't help but admire the great magician, and at the same time he became more curious about the history of Moonshadow Castle.

The great magician didn't notice Miller's surprise, his thoughts seemed to have drifted back to the past.

"In those years, our sect was at its peak. The power of Moon Shadow magic shocked the entire kingdom. We used magic to help people resist disasters and cure diseases, and people were full of admiration and gratitude for us. Even the king respected us and did not dare to neglect us." There was a gleam in the eyes of the great magician, which was a memory of the glorious days.

"What happened next? Why did it become like this?" Miller couldn't help but ask.

The Great Magician's eyes dimmed instantly. He sighed deeply and said, "This all stems from a conspiracy. Our strength has aroused the jealousy and greed of others. Some people with ulterior motives have united and falsely accused us before the king, saying that we are trying to use magic to overthrow the kingdom. The king believed their slander and launched a brutal crackdown on us."

"In that disaster, countless of our believers were killed or injured, and many precious magic books and treasures were burned or looted. Moonshadow Castle was also severely damaged, and the once glorious sect collapsed in an instant. Since then, we have never recovered and have been in this situation now." The great magician's voice was full of helplessness and grief.

Miller listened to the great magician's story, his heart filled with anger and sympathy.

He couldn't imagine that the once glorious Moon Shadow Sect had suffered such a tragic fate.

"Is there no way to restore the glory of the Moon Shadow Sect?" Miller asked, his eyes full of anticipation.

The great magician looked at Miller, a glimmer of hope in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

"I have also been searching for a way to restore the sect's glory, but all these years have passed with nothing to show for it. Now, I am old, and perhaps restoring the Moon Shadow Sect's glory can only be entrusted to you young people."

They continued to stroll in the castle, and the great magician showed Miller many ancient ruins and buildings.

Each relic had a unique story, and Miller was fascinated by it.

When they arrived at the tower of the ancient castle, an old and mysterious atmosphere hit them.

The tower's library was filled with huge boxes and cabinets, all covered in dust.

The great magician walked over to a box, gently brushed off the dust, and opened it. Inside were some worn books and scrolls. Miller approached curiously.

"These are the magic books that our Moon Shadow Sect once had. Although most of them are incomplete, perhaps we can still find some useful information in them." said the great magician.

Miller carefully picked up an ancient book. The words on it were ancient and mysterious. He tried hard to decipher the contents.

The great magician took a breath and said, "It's time for me to take medicine. Child, you take your time here." Then he staggered towards the outside of the tower.

Li Fugui Miller was a little worried. Teacher, did you ask me to take you there?

The great magician waved his hand and said, "This has been my problem for decades. Don't worry. Just continue reading."

Li Fugui saw that he was unwilling, so he didn't force him.

So he carefully rummaged through these old things.

Suddenly, he found a book that seemed to have Chinese characters on it.

Li Fugui was surprised and happy. He quickly took out the tattered book and blew it clean carefully.

I was ready to take a good look, but I didn't expect it.

As soon as I opened it, I saw a flash of white light inside.

A record of a powerful magic that seemed to be able to gather the power of heaven and earth and possessed immense power suddenly flooded into his mind.

Some ancient Chinese characters looked very simple, and seemed very familiar to Li Fugui, but for some reason, he just couldn't remember how to pronounce them.

He could only touch the thin parchment scroll, trying to engrave the neat handwriting in his heart.

At this time, a hoarse voice came over, asking what happened and whether there were any findings.

Li Fugui turned around and found that it was the great magician who came back!

"Teacher, look at this!" Li Fugui Miller handed him the parchment scroll in his hand.

The great magician must have taken some medicine, he looks a little better.

He took the tattered parchment scroll, opened it and examined it carefully.

I know this book. I heard it was left by my teacher's teacher. The great magician gently stroked the parchment scroll with Chinese characters as he spoke.

It seems like I remembered my boyhood again.

My vision also became hazy, as if fog had wet my eyes.

I saw it in my teacher's room when I was a child. I read it over and over again, but I couldn't make out anything in it. It was just some difficult to understand words. I didn't know if it was useful, so I didn't throw it away.