"Smell? I didn't smell it? Is your door a smell door?"

"How could you not smell it?" Ahao looked at Mrs. Northam in shock.

The smell behind that door is, let alone unparalleled in history, at least it can fill the room with fragrance and linger around for three days without stopping.

He sniffed it and was surprised to find that there was indeed no smell.

At least not anymore.

Only he seemed to have a faint fragrance coming from him, which was very similar to the smell of the door.

Mrs. Northam replied: "Not only the smell, I still can't even see your door this time. If I hadn't felt a sense of oppression, I wouldn't even be sure there was a door there."

"I can only find out through some phenomena that you are actually opening the door. For example, I just saw your robe being blown violently by the wind. I once thought that you were opening the door of the wind like my grandson James.

"But the strange thing is," Grandma Northen paused for a moment, "when my grandson opens the door, his wind can make the whole place shake.

"But the wind in your door can only blow your clothes, not even the candles."

"There is such a thing..."

Ah Hao was a little speechless. He once thought that he could open his door to others and let others feel the smell storm behind his door.

I'm afraid it will blow people away in a short while.

Unexpectedly, I was the only one who would be fooled!

Others can't even smell it, so don't say they're fooled.

What a big, selfish door!

However, it was quite good. When he knew that only he could smell the smell behind the door, he felt a sense of joy that he had monopolized the treasure.

He has felt it and knows that all the smells hidden behind the door are precious treasures.

"Ah Hao, the world is so big and full of wonders. Maybe what you need now is to go back and explore your door again. After opening the door, you only need to imagine what the door looks like, and you will see it in your heart."

"Well, okay."

Mrs. Northam hammered her back, "One more thing, Ahao. Now that you have opened the door, no matter what kind of door it is, you need to go to the Arcane Association."

"Arcane Association?"

"Yes, it is an organization established by some arcane mages who have nothing to do. But overall it is a very useful organization. You can exchange some experiences and insights with other arcane mages in the association. Or publish and receive some jobs. It’s a mission. Generally speaking, it’s quite similar to the academic organization of the University of Agadi.”

"But," Ahao said hesitantly, "you said before that you couldn't even see my door, so how can I prove my identity?"

"They will find a way. There is no need for a display door in the first place."

Speaking of this, Mrs. Northam smiled slyly, "When you go to register the information, please state my name. It is said that Jane Northam enlightened you. There is a little surprise~"

"Okay, thank you, Grandma Noson." Ahao felt that this association was very down-to-earth.

Merchants in the lower town of Agadi are very good at recruiting people to become members and giving them gifts.

"I'll give you another little thing, it's the map of the Arcane Law Association."

Mrs. Northam handed over a small compass.

"Isn't this a compass?"

"No, it is a map. As long as you are in Agadi and walk towards the north of the compass, you can find the association."

Mrs. Northam stood up and said, "Okay, that's it for today. I'm a little tired, so I won't see you off."

"Thank you, Grandma Northen, for your help. I don't even know how to thank you." Ahao bowed to Mrs. Northen.

In terms of both emotion and reason, Mrs. Northam can be regarded as his guide.

Mrs. Northam just waved her hand: "Remember to help Wende more! Also, after you go to the association, come and talk to the old woman and let me chat! I am really looking forward to what the association will say about you."

"evaluate?"

Mrs. Northam smiled mysteriously and left the chapel.

"Goodbye, Mrs. Northam."

"Goodbye, may the flying stars guide you in the direction." Mrs. Northam said without looking back.

Woo~ Ah Hao feels like Mrs. Northam said something cool.

She had never said this when saying goodbye before.

Could it be because he also opened the door? Is this a greeting between arcane mages?

Ah Hao smiled silly for a while and left the church.

But he did not leave Northam Manor directly, but turned around and walked to an inaccessible place.

Northam Manor was very large, and no one was watching him all the time. He found a secluded flower garden.

Pale red rose flowers bloom in the midday sun.

He looked back and saw no one was around.

He ruthlessly pulled down a few flowers.

Mrs. Northam also asked him to explore the secret of the door again, so it’s okay to pull some tricks, right?

He originally wanted to talk about it after going home.

But he really couldn't wait any longer, and he couldn't bear the excitement in his heart.

Extraordinary mysteries were echoing in his mind.

He now wants to test the secret of extracting the essence from the rough!

He closed his eyes and recalled the smell of the door, especially the moment before he closed it.

Mysterious knowledge comes with the smell of iron and fire.

He seemed to see a group of busy people carving circular grooves one after another on the hard ground.

There are ores on the ground and fire behind them.

The flames melted the ore, and the juice was poured into the grooves in the ground.

As the magma-like juice flows through the rings and arcs, an extremely complex array gradually emerges.

The bright light of magma makes the entire array shine brightly.

After a while, the light disappeared, and the pure iron block lay quietly in the center of the array.

He opened his eyes suddenly and saw this formation!

It is called the Liancheng Formation by those who remember it!

[Divide earth into fire, extract essence from roughness!]

The knowledge of the smell of iron and fire told him that this refining formation has the ability to separate, purify, and sublimate!

He picked up a stone and carved a small, crooked formation on the ground next to the flower bed.

Only part of the original matryoshka-shaped formation with one ring inside another is much smaller.

But he knew that enough was enough.

The smell brought out various images, and he had seen one of them use this small refinement formation.

He threw the torn flowers into the circular formation.

He waited quietly for a moment.

Nothing happened.

Si~ It seems like something is missing.

He sat down and thought hard, recalling the smell of iron and fire, hoping to get more clues to the picture from the smell.

Got it!

He first changed the place and drew a new formation. This formation was more round than the previous one, and the most important thing was that it was connected from end to end.

There is no break in the middle of the ring.

Then it moved the rose flower to a new refining formation and tore it into petals piece by piece.

He put his hands on both sides of the formation, imagining that the energy in his hands was flowing along the lines of the formation.

A miracle happened.

The carvings made by the stone actually glowed.

His crooked formation emitted a faint fluorescence.
Chapter completed!