Versatile mage: I am lucky

Chapter 112: Burying the past, eyes of confusion

The soft and gentle wind embraces Moyu, and the warm sunshine shines on the whole body. The whirling branches and leaves of Xunmu sway and dance in the wind, and the scattered light spots also sway.

The melodious chirping of cicadas lingers in the ears, and the scene of people coming and going is harmonious and beautiful. Office workers rushing to work, mothers with their children, husbands with their wives for fun, chatting and laughing with friends students, all looking forward to the future.

Lingling and Apasi were teasing the chubby Daying, and the Bald Bulbul was jumping around and pecking at it from time to time, making a gloating sound; the White Deer seemed to like the smell of tea, and rubbed against Gardenia to beg for food; The little moon moths and phoenixes surrounded Master Yu. They seemed to particularly like the taste of the pastries on the table and clamored to taste them.

The little white beast that Bai Ze transformed into was guiding Haidong Qingshen to play chess. This stinky chess player finally found a place at the bottom. As a result, it was killed by Haidong Qingshen after just a few games. Bai Ze then became angry with Haidong Qingshen. Dong Qingshen struggled with each other, and Lu Yanyu stood by with a grimace to break up the fight.

All of these are the reasons why Mo Yu has always been committed to becoming stronger. He wants to be free and live without restraint, and he also wants the people he cares about to be happy.

Mo Yu also gave an answer to Hua Zhanhong's question - I will protect my people and guard my territory... Although I didn't say it that way, that's roughly what it meant.

Seeing Mo Yu lying lazily on the lawn, Ding Yumian came over and gently kneaded his cheeks, then sat down against Xunmu and let him rest on his lap.

The girl's legs were soft, tender, and elastic, with a slight voluptuous feel. They were very comfortable to pillow on. The slight fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose made Mo Yu feel very comfortable.

"I brought a girl back again, but there are so many people at home, why don't you move still?" Ding Yumian pulled Mo Yu's cheek, seeming to have a little temper, but Mo Yu knew that she was just pretending.

"I am her ancestor. Isn't it a bit far-fetched to think about the relationship between men and women? What's more, except for Lingling, I haven't had much contact with other girls. You know this." Mo Yu didn't understand Ding. Yu Mian was a little confused as to why he mentioned all this.

"There is an old saying that goes, home flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers. Look at Gardenia and Apasi. They are both beautiful. Don't you want to know more about them?" Ding Yumian asked.

"Thoughts are one thing, and actions are another. The reason why people are human is because they can restrain their thoughts and control their behaviors. Why do I feel like you want to push me away? Has something happened?" Mo Yu I touched Ding Yumian's forehead, but he didn't have a fever...

"So you really have any thoughts?" Ding Yumian pushed Mo Yu back down.

"Most of the time it's a dark desire to see beautiful things. It's just a fleeting thought. It's just a physiological reaction of the body. It can be easily controlled." Mo Yu replied.

With his physique and control over his body, he can control everything about physical pleasure, and can even feel far beyond that kind of experience at will, so it is not very attractive to him.

"So you're just going to torture me all by yourself?" Ding Yumian's expression was a bit resentful. This beast said so much but took a lot of actions.

"There is a kind of spiritual satisfaction when I am with you, this is different!"

"Lingling, what are you going to do? What are you going to do, Apasi? What are you going to do, Zhigu? You could understand my feelings back then, but I don't believe you can't see them." Ding Yumian gritted his teeth, this guy Does she have to say clearly whether she understands or not?

Mo Yu understood what Ding Yumian wanted to express. He was neither a good person nor a gentleman. He admitted that he was very greedy for the bodies of beautiful girls, but he took Ding Yumian's thoughts into account.

"If you say that, I won't take the initiative or refuse. You have to think about it." Mo Yu looked at Ding Yumian seriously.

"Don't act like a good boy if you take advantage!" Ding Yumian couldn't bear it anymore and bit Mo Yu hard on the arm.

There was silence between the two for a while, and Mo Yu stroked her soft hair: "Come with me to Helan Mountain to find something, and by the way, go to Sanjin to meet old friends."

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The sky is filled with loess, and the wind and smoke are like yarn, but there is a paradise on this earthy and empty land, and the air is filled with the breath of verdant green. The huge crown of the hanging tree next to me is like a torch, and its thick leaves are burning toward the light; the dark green of the spruce is cold, like the unmelted snow in the distant mountains.

When the wind touched here, it slowly stopped and then rose again. Mo Yu picked a rhododendron and held it in the palm of his hand. With a little force, the soft red color of the cuckoo was crushed into pieces, and the juice dripped into the ground, disturbing the people. Insects and ants coming and going. Let go, and a little ocher falls. The wind is constantly patrolling the surrounding areas.

In the exquisite courtyard and gorgeous decorations, Ding Yumian looked at the figure standing next to the two tombstones, with the fragrance of orchids lingering beside him.

This place doesn't look like a burial ground at all, but more like a carefully decorated home.

The green branches of the vines are strong. The leaves have fallen, but the clouds are still hanging on the branches. The flying birds cast their shadows in the eternal daylight, and occasionally they chirped crisply. The shadows of the cage bars are reflected on the ground, the virtual and the real are intertwined.

Mo Yu stretched out his hand and held the plain flowers climbing among the sparse strips. The soft branches grow naturally, wrapping a wisp of fresh green around the wrist. As new branches brushed beside him, he picked off another rhododendron and played with it carefully. The half-withered fallen flowers lying on the soil nearby were slowly falling asleep in the light.

Legend has it that the rhododendron blooms from the cuckoo’s cries of blood. The heavy sorrow refuses to die, blooming gorgeous flowers in the soil, announcing the evening of spring together with the bitter cry of the bird. He didn't like this legend. In his own imagination, this should be the reborn soul of the cuckoo bird: like fire, facing the light, washing away all sorrow, leaving only blazing heat.

Just like the eyes of the two twins.

The wind carried the breath of the wilds rushing past, and he heard its satisfied and tired whisper, like an old leader. The tall trees bowed to pay tribute to it, but the wind did not look back and walked alone. I don't know when thick clouds enveloped the surrounding fields, and the azaleas shattered to the ground, flickering and dimming.

The flower did not die. The wind still carried the mission of traveling far away and disappeared in the thick fog. Mo Yu saw the cloud patterns flowing, gorgeous and strange.

The light seemed to be a little brighter, and the cries of birds were fleeting like running water hitting rocks. Mo Yu didn't know how long he had been here or how long he would have to wait. Time is so long that I can’t feel the flow.

Mo Yu thought that the past memories had not affected him, but when he actually arrived here and waited, he still felt nostalgic and emotional.

Ding Yumian didn't interrupt, just waited quietly. Mo Yu didn't hide his experience from her. This must be someone who was once very important to him, right?
The bitter scent of the cuckoo spreads, the earth becomes deep and calm, and the clouds become denser and far-reaching, yet ethereal and unreal. The slightly cold water vapor dispersed, gathered, and left no trace.

Finally, there were two more tombstones and two more tombs in this small courtyard. Mo Yu took Ding Yumian and left this hidden small space and never looked back. …………

Starting from Sanjin, the scenery seen along the way is generally brown. The desolate loess is covered with a few pure white clouds, huge earth ravines, long Gobi canyons, rolling pine forest mountains, and the silence of nightfall. Desolate, but also majestic and majestic. Ding Yumian somewhat understood the feeling of Mo Yu traveling around in search of totems, getting lost and intoxicated.

The climate in the Helan Mountain area is very unique. The temperature difference is so large that one would suspect that the boundary between day and night is the alternation of winter and summer.

When they arrived at the place, Mo Yu let Haidong Qingshen move around freely and pay attention to the trend of the mountains below. He and Ding Yumian walked in the mountains together.

Walking along the mountains, you can occasionally see some herders who breed a group of red deer. Each one is as strong as a male horse, but has huge and exaggerated antlers, giving people a sense of power.

Obviously, these herdsmen are not ordinary herdsmen. Most of them are magicians, and many of them have psychic abilities.

Psychic mages can tame animals, which is widely used by the military. The most famous animal tamers are naturally the Victoria family, who are masters of dragon training, and Mo Yu also has their family's business card.

The red deer war beast can run far better than a war horse, and its antlers are more like natural weapons. For a long time in the past, there was a group of mages here called the Red Deer Riders. They rode strong red deer and fought with the northern Xinjiang warriors. Wild beasts fight, and of course there are elemental soldiers unique to Northern Xinjiang.

"Hey, two little kids, are you running up the mountain facing the bright sun to see the scenery?" A man with thick eyebrows and thick beard came riding a red deer and asked carelessly.

The red deer antlers under the man's crotch are copper-colored. They don't look like horns at all, but more like smelted copper. The whole body of the red deer is also glowing with copper, like an ancient animal that has just been unearthed but is still majestic. The bronze statue shines brightly in the sunlight.

"Just to see the scenery and see if I can find anything from the legend." Mo Yu responded with a smile.

"It's good to be young and have many ideas. If you want to go into the mountains, be careful. Elemental soldiers are also looking for things everywhere. We deer farmers have to give up our territory to them." The man reminded kindly.

"Thanks for the reminder, we will pay attention. Goodbye, brother!"

Saying goodbye to the herdsmen, the two of them walked freely through the mountains. Although the mountains here are not very undulating, there are various vertical discontinuities in many directions. It is like a mountain range has been split by some kind of divine power. The location of the split is steep. Straight, sandy gullies and rocky valleys are winding and twisted under the mountains with heights of hundreds to thousands of meters.

If an ordinary person fell, they would basically be shattered to pieces. Even if your luck slips and you don't die on the spot, it will be difficult to find your way back and it will be easy to get lost in those sand ditches.

At this time, Haidong Qingshen screamed and landed, letting Mo Yu and Ding Yumian get on its back. It saw Mo Yu and asked him to notice something.

It flapped its wings and flew towards the sky at an extremely fast speed. The wind coming from the northern Xinjiang swept Helan Mountain again. You can see the maroon sky veil slowly rolled up, combining the magnificence of Helan Mountain with the The beauty is slowly covered, hazy...

At the moment when the sky veil covers it, the grooves and lines of Helan Mountain gradually become clear. These grooves are connected together like an eye, and the ridge is the eye socket...

For tens of thousands of years, it has quietly stared at the sky.

"Ayu, is this what you came to Helan Mountain to find?" Ding Yumian couldn't help but be shocked by such a scene!
"It is said that there are six divine eyes in the world, the Eye of Space and Time that reverses time, the Eye of Vastness that records the world's information, the Eye of Tides and the Eye that controls the ocean, the Eye of Heart and Soul that directly strikes the soul of all things, and the Eye of Life that creates and destroys. ..." Mo Yu said.

"The first four divine eyes are documented in documents. The positions of the first two are unclear. The latter two already have owners. The rest are even briefly recorded. This should be the Boundless Eye among them."

"Then how should we get it?" Ding Yumian calmed down and roughly calculated that the scope of the Eye of Bound was more than a thousand miles!
"These grooves are the corner where the true power of the Vast Eye resonates. I thought I could get this artifact with my current magical attainments, but my thinking was still too superficial," Mo Yu said.

Within the range covered by the Eye of Mountain Patterns, Mo Yu could clearly feel a force connecting the entire world. It was majestic and unshakable. The past and the ancient king's magical attainments were not enough to analyze it, so he could only get a glimpse of it.

"Find a place to rest. We will probably stay here for a while."

Haidong Qingshen led the two of them to land within the Eye of Mountain Patterns and found a village.

The village is located in a fault in the mountain. The rock mass and mountain at high places are like a giant parasol, covering the entire small valley under the fault. If Mo Yu hadn't been mentally strong, even looking down from mid-air, he wouldn't be able to see the village at all. You may be aware that there is another cave below.

The extremely clear river overflows from the middle of the fault mountain range. It is not known whether it is a natural crack or an artificial cut. The silver river slowly flows down the steep rocks behind the village. The formation of a silver pool is indeed a very rare sight.

The village is surrounded by stones and wood, and most of the houses inside are also made of wood. When you get closer, this village is not much different from an ordinary quiet village in the mountains. There is a road, a village entrance, a village wall, and some rusty ones. Farm tools placed in place.

"This place is deserted and there is no human habitation." Ding Yumian's mental energy swept around.

Mo Yu thought for a moment and then remembered where this place was. He came in without deciphering the rock paintings. For the first time in a long time, luck played a role in other aspects besides the spirit.

Mo Yu walked towards the Silver Silk Falls behind the village.

Not all waterfalls are sloping down with a huge roaring sound. The Silver Waterfall here flows quietly along the vertical wall and slowly along the wall marks formed over the years. Go to the pool below.

There is a holy spring here.

"Huh?" Mo Yu's eyes suddenly looked towards the distant cliff. He sensed that someone appeared there and left silently.

Super level...the guardian of the Holy Spring?

(End of this chapter)