Hogwarts Summoning Manual

Yan Nishuang swallowed hard, she hadn't drank water for nearly two days, her throat and nasal cavity were so dry and sore now, if she didn't replenish the water, she might not be able to get up the next time she fell down.

She went deep into the no-man's land along the mountain, and found the omen in the evening according to the instructions in the ancient book, marking the oldest cultivation place in the East—West Kunlun, which appeared on the top of the mountain under the setting sun.

However, when she flew up to the top of the mountain in ecstasy, she found that she had entered a lost illusion, and the magic element suddenly lost contact with her, and she suddenly became an ordinary person. Ordinary people who get lost.

The scorching sun directly above the sky has not changed its position for two days, and Yan Nishuang's eyes are shining with stars. Although her will is still firm, her body is really exhausted. She has spent a lot of physical energy in the past few days. Not a single tree or blade of grass was seen, the magic package could not be opened, and magic such as clear water like a spring could not be used. She found a higher mountain and looked around. The same steep rocks made Yan Ni Frost gradually despaired.

I thought the compass in my arms would be useful, but after entering this illusion, the compass was like a motor that had run out of power, and it didn't move at all.

A few days ago, in order to seek stronger power, Yan Nishuang specially visited Li Daoyang, the oldest mage in the East and also the headmaster of Wenyuan Pavilion, and finally persuaded this so-called Dumbledore of the East, and got the chance to open the most powerful mage in the East. The mysterious cultivation realm - the key to West Kunlun, that is, the compass.

Yan Nishuang still remembers the complex emotions in Li Daoyang's eyes when he handed the compass to her, and repeatedly told her that there is only one in the world, so she must keep it carefully.He also told her that for thousands of years in the east, countless powerful mages have gone to look for West Kunlun, but they have never returned. The strange thing is that the compass reappeared in the world not long after the man did not return.

Decades ago, during the war years, Li Daoyang also went to the northwest to find a secret place in order to defend against foreign enemies, but he entered an illusion and had no way out for three days and nights. In the end, by chance, he touched a certain mechanism by mistake and survived. He didn't dare to go there easily, and the compass has always been in Li Daoyang's collection.

Over the years, Li Daoyang searched all the ancient books, but he didn't get any real results. He gradually faded the legend of West Kunlun, but he couldn't resist Yan Nishuang's persistence. He vaguely felt that Yan Nishuang might be the most talented person in the East for decades. Maybe she can crack the secret of West Kunlun.

Yan Nishuang saw Li Daoyang's thoughts. She was quite confident at first, but at this moment, her tired body was so dehydrated that her brain could not think calmly. She finally sprained her ankle and fell down.

"Ah!" Yan Nishuang screamed, but it was not because of the pain on her body, but because she saw the precious compass thrown out of her hand and fell to a sharp rock.

But she no longer had the strength to catch the compass, and could only watch the scream of the compass hitting the rocks. Coincidentally, the gemstone in the center of the compass was the first to bear the brunt.

"Bang!" There was a sound of glass being broken, and Yan Nishuang fell heavily to the ground. Hearing the sound, she couldn't help but feel pain in her heart, but the corners of her eyes that had been dried could no longer shed tears. She no longer suffers from her own suffering, and is no longer obsessed with the beauty in her memory, but is full of guilt. In her heart, her fate is small, but if she broke the compass, she may be the sinner of the East through the ages. Perhaps the mages in the east will never be able to find this place again, and the legend of West Kunlun may end here.

Her face had fallen powerlessly on the yellow sand, maybe death was her inevitable end, but a strange voice got into her ears.

It seemed to be a horn sounding from a distance, which shocked her heart. She gritted her teeth and struggled with the last bit of willpower to get up to take a look. She was immediately stunned by the scene in front of her.

The compass was turned upside down like a piece of discarded garbage, but the gemstone in the center of the compass flew into the air, and countless golden light spots drilled out of the broken gap, forming a golden torrent, rushing towards the rocks not far away.

The mountain rocks deformed and moved away as if they had life. The steep and undulating mountains formed a small plain, and the golden substance in the gem gradually formed a towering building on the plain.

"It turned out to be like this!" Yan Nishuang was both surprised and happy. She suddenly understood the whole story. This Kunlun compass is the only one in the world, and any mage who gets it will protect it carefully. To access the passage, you need to find this lost illusion in the mountains in the northwest, and smash the gems in the illusion, because the gate of the passage has always been sealed in the gem the size of the tip of a thumb.

The golden light spots in the gems are like golden sand, gradually forming a huge stone gate at least 30 meters high.The sound of the horn was pierced through the majestic gate that was forming.

Shimen has very oriental eaves, but it is not the iconic style of Tang and Song Dynasties, but dates back to before the Han Dynasty, and even the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

"Yes! It's the architectural style of the Western Zhou Dynasty!" Yan Nishuang said excitedly, the fatigue and pain just now seemed to be completely forgotten by her, although the scorching sun in the sky was still there, she no longer felt the scorching and burning burn.As for why she is definitely from the Western Zhou Dynasty, but one of the most famous legends in the East—the Battle of the Conferred Gods took place at the turn of the Shang and Zhou Dynasties, Yan Nishuang vaguely felt the connection.

Within 5 minutes, after releasing the last golden sand, the gem was annihilated in the air, and the gate was fully formed. Standing in front of the gate, Yan Nishuang felt that she was as small as an ant, let alone pass through this gate. , even small warships can fly through it.

What's even more spectacular is that behind this gate, the spectacular scenery like a fairyland,

The golden steps carved with dragons go up to the jade platform,

The colorful fairy and phoenix come out of the painting;

The wind and the cloud head tower appear,

The sword of the iron horse magic weapon is white.

Even in her dream, Yan Nishuang had never seen such a magnificent fairyland, but she couldn't help admiring it more. A group of golden armored guards flew out of the gate, hundreds of them, and they hung neatly in front of the gate like a chessboard. In the air, each with a long sword hanging from his waist, a golden gun in his hand, a bow and arrow on his back, and auspicious clouds on his feet. They are clearly the heavenly soldiers and generals in oriental legends, but they can't see their faces clearly.

Yan Nishuang took a few steps back, and suddenly found that her magic power seemed to have returned. She pulled up her hand, and the jade pen was already in her hand. If the visitor was unkind, she would not hesitate to fight.

One of the guards in golden armor stood out. His armor was surrounded by clouds and mist, and his helmet was surrounded by more brilliance. He should be the leading general.

The general took a few steps forward, but put the spear in his palm, knelt down on one knee, bowed his hands to Yan Nishuang, and then stood up abruptly, with a big wave of his hand, many golden armored guards divided into two teams and let out A passage comes.

Only then did Yan Nishuang see clearly that there was no body in the golden armor, they were just a group of armor with consciousness.