Versatile mage: I am lucky

Chapter 123 Heading to the Kunlun Mountains Fire Veins and Small Town
In this flower festival, the mountains and forests are like the paint tray accidentally knocked over by the God of Creation, unintentionally rendering a picture with distinct layers and charming colors.

The softness of the style and the unique fragrance are the most essential scents of the most famous spices in Europe. Ladies from many countries spend a lot of money on the fragrance elements picked from the Goddess Peak.

The soft morning light shines on the glass statues that can be seen everywhere on the praise mountain, reflecting the holy light. It is obviously a peaceful mountain, but it is full of fascinating light.

There is an endless stream of people.

Mount Lizan is the end point, and it is only on this day that the Parthenon's Goddess Peak will be fully open to people. The long and winding stairs, as well as some majestic plank roads and cliff suspension bridges are all crowded with people, who are eager to enter the Mount of Lizan. The mountain came into the sight of the new goddess, but she was extremely disciplined and did not dare to destroy any plant or tree on the sacred mountain of the Parthenon.

The long road, the pious crowd, and occasionally you can see some graceful waitresses and female sages. They use the rain and dew of olive branches to bless a climber at the mountain pavilion. Everyone who is blessed by the rain and dew is like Children shouted excitedly. For them, it was a worthwhile trip to get the blessings of the maid and the sage!
"The goddess has arrived!"

I don't know which female sage spoke, and for a moment the people on the ceremony mountain platform who were chatting and discussing fell silent, and everyone's eyes fell on the palace of Praise Mountain.

Each strand of hair is braided as uniquely as a flower inflorescence. When they fall as smoothly as silk on the snow-white shoulders, they rub each other rhythmically with the solemn and noble steps.

The tail of Jieyun's skirt slowly dragged on the carpet covered with olive flowers. The spirit of the wind lingered beside this soft and slender figure, dancing with the leaf petals...

Although the temperament of the newly elected goddess is not perfectly in line with the inheritance of the Parthenon, her image is more than adequate. Her glamorous appearance is vividly displayed, like a poem whose meaning can never be fully understood. , just the gorgeous words are enough to amaze people!

The peak was buried in a large group of thick rolling clouds. The clouds were orange, and sometimes there was some light of fire. It seems that there is a high-altitude cyclone there, which constantly ejects volcanic ash and flame particles from the fire veins. , the breath of fire was breathed in, and over time, it turned into such a huge and spectacular volcanic cloud.

"What you do is worthy of your heart, and what you think is worthy of your virtue. That's good." Astraea maintained a plain smile, without waves, joy, tension, or any pride.

Mo Yu returned to Jiujiang City, and Lingling, who had been waiting here for a long time, finally met her longing for father.

Speaking of the poem of the palace mother Pami...

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"He left after watching your coronation..."

"Astraea, please swear on your soul that you will be loyal to the Parthenon forever and ever!"

The excitement of the Parthenon lasted for the entire day. A strong wind blew from the ocean, picking off the flowers all over the Parthenon and giving them an intoxicating fragrance to the entire sacred mountain.

Occasionally, an idea flashed through Yi Zhisha's mind. She looked at Mo Yu, who was watching the ceremony not far away, and slowly rejected her idea.

Falmo solemnly read out, and every guidance declaration gave people a feeling of divine instruction, reverberating in everyone's mind like a huge bell, and would not dissipate for a long, long time.

"Astraea, does the god in your heart have any instructions that can be conveyed to the confused world?" High Priest Falmo took out the Parthenon Temple's holy book and asked Astraea, who was honored on the altar of the goddess.

"There is no need to say anything about this, it should be like this." Astraea replied.

"I, Astraea, swear on my soul. After becoming a goddess, I will do my best to bring tranquility and peace to the world, without a trace of suffering, not a drop of blood..."

Yi Zhisha, who was sitting at the seat, watched the grand ceremony proceeding. Many leaders and elders of the Parthenon clan disappeared overnight. She knew it was Mo Yu's hand, but she didn't understand why.

When father and daughter meet again, there will always be endless topics to talk about, and Mo Yu does not bother him. He can maintain the consciousness of Leng Hunter King for a month without harming his soul. As for whether he is going to let his soul return to heaven or earth, or become Zhenghun depends on Lingling's choice.

"Astraea, will you strictly abide by the will of the Parthenon during your succession?" High Priest Falmo continued the process.

"Astraea, please swear on your soul that after becoming a goddess, you will do your best to bring tranquility and peace to the world, without a drop of blood or a trace of suffering."

These clouds are not ethereal, but give people a sense of weight. When combined with the mountains here, it feels like the vast world has been compressed into a horizontal rift valley, which is somewhat closed and depressing!
This is a not-so-famous ridge in the Kunlun Mountains. Because of the appearance of a fire vein, the family's attention focused here. However, Mo Yu's arrival made them paralyzed. Fortunately, this boss seemed to be just looking for something. , doesn’t care about this fire vein.

Astraea dragged her skirt back to the Goddess Hall. When she saw Yizhisha, she slowed down: "Where is he?"

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"Astraea, please swear by your soul to be kind to everyone who believes in the Parthenon."

I was idle in Jiujiang City when I accidentally heard about the Kunlun Mountain Sun Ridge Fire Vein. Mo Yu was ready to try his luck and see if he could find the Eye of Space and Time.

Bailu carried Mo Yu and the guide sent by the family through several valleys. The terrain here began to rise suddenly. The mountains sloped toward the sky and toward the volcanic clouds. It felt like walking up the mountains could lead directly to the clouds. The world is like that.

The terrain is getting higher and higher, but when we cross a vertical ridge, our eyes suddenly open up!

"This mountain used to be the highest mountain, but after being hit by a meteor, it became what it is now." As a guide, Mu Nujiao is undoubtedly qualified. She explained the surrounding environment to Mo Yu along the way. Not a single flaw.

"We call the terrain here the Roulette Peak, with a maximum diameter of seven kilometers and a minimum diameter of five kilometers. The Fire Vein, right in the center of the entire Roulette Peak, is a volcanic Tianchi formed by the strongest meteor impact. The entire The diameter of the volcanic Tianchi is four kilometers. If we take a few steps forward, we should be able to see the big cave!" Mu Nujiao said.

"The Burning Stone Peak on the far side is the highest peak in Sun Ridge now. The overlord of Sun Ridge lives on it. It is said that he is a monarch-level demon..." Bai Lu continued to move forward according to the guidance, and was more cautious in front. On the flat terrain, you can see a sudden subsidence of the fault, and the edge of the cave has fallen into the field of vision. What is shocking is that the cave is so big that you can't see the full view from here. If you continue to get closer, the cave's The whole picture gradually emerged, and the depth and claustrophobia gave people a sense of fear, making it difficult to muster the courage to move forward.

A true fire vein. This momentum alone is enough to make ordinary people timid. When you see it, you will see a red color that makes your whole body burn. The further you go, the more this red color hits your small body, domineering. The fiery red color completely engulfed all sight lines. Mu Nujiao's voice gradually became softer, and she was stunned by this awe-inspiring scene.

The molten lava is rolling, and from time to time you can see tongues of fire rising to a height of more than 20 meters intertwining in the air. Standing at the edge and looking down, this volcanic Tianchi is simply a shocking sea of ​​red slurry, with a restless atmosphere. Instilling fear in people.

"Xiao Bai, send her back." Mo Yu patted Bai Lu on the head and jumped directly into the volcanic Tianchi, making Mu Nujiao, who had just come to her senses, stunned again.

Is this the world of the strong?
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Mo Yu dived into the lava. Even without magic, nothing could harm him. His mind was isolated from the lava and the temperature, and even his clothes couldn't be set on fire.

Crossing the magma, Mo Yu fell into a layer of turbid and thick air. When he went down again, he came to a melting cave completely composed of rugged rock blocks with extremely high melting points. The rock blocks had obviously been tempered by countless years of flames. , are about to turn into rock crystals, which makes the melt cave below look more like an underground world composed of dark brown irregular crystal blocks.

Exploring inside, the surrounding atmosphere slowly faded away. The rugged and maze-like brown crystal cave world was unimaginably large. Almost every fifty or sixty meters forward, you could see the indistinguishable forks in the road. , or narrow, or spacious, or extending in all directions, but all are within Mo Yu's perception.

Most of the Kunlun Mountains are formed from four different soil and rock materials. Among them, orange soil rock has the lowest melting point, followed by Kunlun brown rock, then black iron rock, and finally bluestone.

The further you go down, the brown crystal rocks have completely disappeared, and even the black crystal rocks are gone. All around are cyan rock masses, which show a somewhat noble appearance under the light of the fire, like a building that belongs to a king alone. palace.

A curtain of scorching white fire hung at the end of the road ahead of Mo Yu. From a distance, it was no different from silk cloth, so pure that it contained no impurities.

There are countless small tunnels on the surrounding walls, and the high-temperature fires that are scattered everywhere finally converge here through different paths, just like countless streams pouring into an abyss.

Said to be a fire curtain, this hot white lava is actually more like an abyss fire waterfall. It leads from the cyan crystal rock ground at the feet to the top of the blue cave dome. The magnificent and incomparable hot white lava keeps rushing upwards. A reverse flow was formed, but there was no spark or tongue of fire surging outward.

Most flames are restless. Where the flames are dense, there are sparks, tongues of fire, tooth-like flames, and a little bit of molten star foam can easily burn into pieces in the air, but this kind of white molten lava is completely As stable as water, flowing quietly, quietly guarding something...

Arriving here, Mo Yu knew that he had come to the right place.

He stepped into the fire curtain, and the flames that could burn the monarch to death in ten minutes were as docile as a house cat.

Entering another space...

Mo Yu walked deeper. The small world inside was very empty. If it weren't for the orange fire cloud in the sky that looked very low, it would have made people feel like they were walking on an empty flat land of gray rocks.

Occasionally, you can see some small flat stones, which are natural talc as smooth as jade. If you get close, they can even reflect a person's face. On the front and back, a certain kind of red fire pigment is engraved on them. Very beautiful and elegant floral print.

Not long after walking forward, a green space, a large sea of ​​flowers, and a scene like an oil painting suddenly appeared in front of Mo Yu.

At the end of the sea of ​​flowers and greenery, there is a small town. The paint is very bright, and it does not feel old-fashioned. It is located in such a place of oil painting, like a fantasy wonderland.

Walking into this out-of-this-world city, the whole town is filled with the special fragrance of flowers and plants, without any sense of decay. It seems that this independent space is still in the original era.

The entire town is very well-preserved, as if it is stuck in a certain time and space, no longer passing by. The streets are spotlessly clean, and the houses have not been damaged by the years. It is completely like stepping into a beautiful and beautiful foreign town, except for one person. outside. Everything is peaceful.

Passing through the spacious street, a very beautiful fountain appeared at the intersection ahead. There is a beautiful and graceful female sculpture on the fountain. Her snake-shaped waist and delicate and smooth belly are particularly eye-catching.

"Huh?" Mo Yu looked outside the city, slightly surprised. He didn't expect that Mo Fan's national team would happen to enter this place at this time.

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"This is probably the oldest city in South America, and there is this ancient flower emblem at the city gate!" Jiang Shaoxu pointed to the sign in front of the door and said to his teammates.

In order to avoid the strange bird, they went deep into the eye of the storm and entered after breaking the restriction.

"Do you know the history here?" Mo Fan was a little surprised by Jiang Shaoxu's erudition.

"I don't know, but this kind of flower has an origin. It's called Li Fan. It's a very rare species that disappeared on this continent about thirty years ago. When they still existed, this rare species Flowers can be used to make wine.”

"This kind of Lifan flower is very special. In the early days when there were not so many psychic mages, it could be used as an anesthetic instead of poppy, and it could play a soothing and calming role. After all, poppy contains harmful substances and can be addictive, but Li Fan has no side effects. It is said that the origin of psychic magic is more or less related to this flower," Jiang Shaoxu said.

"These flowers do have some psychic magic power, but you are wrong. It is not the psychic magic that originated from the Lifan flower, but the psychic magic that created it." A strange yet familiar voice sounded in Jiang Shaoxu's ears. There was a sound at the edge, and she couldn't remember who it was for a moment.

"Oh? This is an interesting statement. Where did you know it?" Jiang Shaoxu turned his head and was stunned for a moment...

"Let me go, senior brother, why are you here?" Mo Fan saw Mo Yu walking out of the city, and his cerebellum shrank instantly!
(End of this chapter)