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Chapter 67 The Old Scholar

Huang Yi walked along the place where the sound came from. The rustling footsteps sounded empty in the darkness, spreading back and forth, forming echoes, like walking in a forgotten time and space.

After a while, Huang Yi found a small house with a wooden door ajar, and a dim light came from the crack in the door.

"Hello! Can I come in?" Huang Yi stood at the door, knocked on the door, and said softly.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound coming from the door, followed by slow footsteps. The footsteps were a bit ominous. They should be an old man with a hunched back and a shambling gait.

"Creak~" The wooden door was pushed open, making an old sound. The dim light inside suddenly poured out, shining on Huang Yi's face, highlighting his delicate features.

Inside was an old man with gray hair, a hunched back, and wearing crystal glasses. His cloudy eyes seemed to be filled with profound knowledge. He raised his head and stared at Huang Yi kindly.

The room inside the door is an old library. A copper-yellow crystal chandelier hangs on the ceiling. The dim yellow light gently shines down on each bookshelf. Thick books are quietly read.

Lying on it, the cover was worn. In addition, there were some interesting gadgets in the room, such as specimens of rare animals, old antiques, precision globes, and an astronomical telescope next to the window.

Looking at the vast starry sky and universe in the sky.

Judging from the old man's temperament and the furnishings of the room, he should be an old scholar. He knows astronomy and geography. He studies those ancient yellowed scrolls behind closed doors all day long and explores the vast and long history. The chanting people on the mainland

Most of the jokes that bards talk about in taverns are written by such people, and only they can write rigorous and orthodox history. Those bards just add fuel to the history they wrote, using

More vivid stories to attract lay audiences.

"Young man, you are in the wrong place!" the old man said kindly.

“Isn’t this a place to learn skills?”

The old man smiled slightly: "The place to learn skills is on the lower floors. This is the place where rare professions learn skills."

"I am a rare professional, and my profession is a judge." Huang Yi smiled helplessly. There are so few rare professions that they are in a state of being ignored.

"Huh? Are you a rare professional?" The old man's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Huang Yi with interest, "Then come in!"

Huang Yi nodded and walked into this ancient library.

The old man slowly closed the door, staggered to a bookshelf, rummaged through it with his withered hands for a while, and took out a thick book, which was covered with dust and had obviously not been read for a long time.

The old man took the book and gently blew the dust off it, then returned to the desk and rummaged through it carefully.

Huang Yi stood aside quietly. The library was very quiet, with only the sound of the old man turning the pages of the book. Time seemed to have stopped here.

"Well, I found it." After a while, the old man suddenly muttered to himself, looked at one of the pages of the book, and said: "Judge is indeed a rare profession, advocating strong power, and is a warrior profession that relies on anger.

Come and fight." The old man slowly read out the text above, "The judge can learn a professional skill every 10 levels starting from level 5. At level 5, the judge can learn the first professional skill, which is the most powerful skill.

Basic professional skills can absorb anger in battle. The higher the anger, the higher the judge's attack power. At level 15, the judge can learn the second professional skill, which is a range attack skill that requires the consumption of anger to use.

"At this point, the old man turned to look at Huang Yi and said, "I see you are only level 19, and you can only learn these two skills at the moment."

"Then please teach me these two skills!" Huang Yi said expectantly. Although he can only learn two skills, the improvement of his own strength is very obvious. Rare professions generally have few skills, but

It is very powerful and follows the route of being less and more refined. On the contrary, ordinary professions have many skills that are dazzling, but the effects are generally not very strong. The only powerful skills are the professional skills that can be learned every 15 levels.

Move, but the cooldown time of the professional ultimate move is too long, ranging from half a day to one day to ten and a half months, so it is impossible to use it frequently.

The old man shook his head and said: "I don't know these skills either. There are so many rare professions and no one can master all the skills. If I could learn all the rare professional skills, I would have become a god long ago. Not only that, rare professions

The profession also doesn’t have any mentors, so you can’t find a dedicated judge skill mentor.”

"Then how can I learn these skills?" Huang Yi frowned. He didn't expect that there are no tutors to teach the skills of rare professions! It's no wonder that if each rare profession has a tutor, then every city's

The Warrior Hall would need hundreds of thousands or millions of rare professional instructors, which is simply impossible.

"The skills of rare professions need to enter a special area and be learned in a special way. The further you go, the more difficult it is to learn. At present, you are only learning level 5 and 15 skills, which are not too difficult.

, you only need to pay a fee of two hundred gold coins to open the magic circle leading to that special area. After you are teleported there, everything depends on your own ability. No one can guarantee whether you can learn it or not."

"Two hundred gold coins!" Huang Yi shook his head slightly, "I'm so sorry, I don't have that many gold coins at the moment. I'll come back to you when I collect enough money!" Huang Yi said, turning around and leaving.

"Wait a minute." At this moment, the old man stopped him, "It doesn't matter if you don't have enough money, I'll pay for you."

"Huh?" Huang Yi stared at the old man curiously: "Why do you want to help me?"

The old man smiled kindly and said: "As the first person to learn a rare profession in Thorn City, you deserve this discount. The other thing is just a little selfish on my part. When I was as young as you, I worked in Austria.

The Royal Academy of Skane was fortunate enough to meet a rare professional. At that time, the rare professional was personally received by our dean. Since then, I have had some interest in rare professions, but I have never had the opportunity to interact with rare professionals in person.

You are the first one to come into contact with professionals. I want to do some research to see what rare professionals are like." As he spoke, the old man showed a look of embarrassment on his face, "But from now on, you won't have this kind of discount.

, after all, every time the teleportation array is opened, it requires a large amount of magic stones, which is too expensive, and I don’t have much savings to open it frequently."


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