Along the way, the logs seemed to be floating down the boat.
In just one day, a scarlet warning area appeared on Yi Xia's retina:
"Network reminder: Players have entered the derivative challenge area: Shiwandashan!"
Looking at the prompt information refreshing on her retina, and feeling the log under her butt finally slowing down, Yi Xia stood up with some pity.
Along the way, in order to prevent the logs from failing, Yi Xia let go of many fish and crabs.
Only a few come to the door on their own.
The guy who tried to overthrow Yi Xia, a "reckless stranger" who passed by quickly without sacrificing blood, was knocked unconscious by Yi Xia's banner and was thrown directly into the item backpack.
Unfortunately, later on, the spirits in the waters seemed to have gotten wind of the situation.
Even though Yi Xia teased him a few times in a bored manner, he didn't pay much attention to it.
There was also a long one-horned snake that looked like a dragon. When it saw Yi Xiahou, it shrank into the mud.
Let Yi Xia tease her without showing her head...
Fortunately, there are still almost six days left.
It's easy enough to repair the damage.
Yi Xia sat cross-legged on the log and looked at the surrounding environment:
I saw mountains stacked one on top of the other, boundless.
Among the lush greenery, there are even beasts roaring and birds chirping continuously.
The official way, which symbolizes the scope of control of human civilization, has long disappeared.
Under the dim sunlight, all I could see was a stretch of mountains covered in golden light.
There were flocks of birds passing by.
It attracted the monkeys from the west, who screamed non-stop.
As soon as Yi Xia stepped on the log, clouds formed under his feet and he flew into the air.
This place is far away from human villages and towns, and he is not afraid of getting into trouble.
Different from other extraordinary civilizations:
In the pedigree of Eastern civilization, the area where a village is located may, in a sense, be more restricted than a forest.
This alone is enough to make many online players from other civilizations stumble on this.
They will remain in awe of the forest because they have been taught by the druids.
Little does he know, what kind of danger is there in the dense fireworks above a market town that looks like a group of mortal beings.
Gods from the Eastern lineage don't use the form of a saint very much.
They prefer a more direct approach...
Fly into the air.
Yi Xia's vision suddenly became extremely broad.
He has seen the mountains of Yunnan on Earth.
But at this moment, the continuous mountains in front of me were different from that scene.
It's not necessarily the height.
Yi Xia thought about it.
If you really want to describe it forcefully, you can probably use the word "weather" to describe it.
The mountains here seem to be much more stretched and wild.
Yi Xia looked around and saw Wu's market town.
He thought for a while and landed on a certain mountain.
Then, holding the witch flag, the magic power circulates in the body.
The next moment, his face was wrapped in a ferocious and vicious mask.
Nuo Fa: Ask Heaven!
Suddenly, the situation changes!
Amidst the formations of lead clouds, thunder faintly emerged!
…………
…………
Bo Liang is walking in the mountains.
He is the wizard of this village.
Recently, a baby in the village fell ill with fever.
As a wizard, Bo Liang naturally needs to be exorcised.
But now it's no different than usual.
The decline of wizards.
An orthodox wizard like Bo Liang has passed the age of knowing his destiny.
Some villages are so poor that they have to hire witches from other villages.
Harita had some bad premonitions.
Who knows, in a few years, there won't be many serious wizards left.
But I heard that there are still great witches in the old world.
But there was no trace of him.
Thinking about it, I don’t want to see such unworthy descendants like myself.
Encountering a long snake on the road, Harita glanced at it.
Um?
It's a good material.
Then he called on the gods and drove the ghosts, confusing its sight and hearing.
So I rolled it up in my backpack and cooked it carefully when I got back.
Occasionally, when he encounters a fat wild animal passing by, he will fly it out with a stick and use it as a temporary sacrifice.
But don’t take much:
Witchcraft in the mountains naturally has its uses.
After all, this is still my own mountain...
Not long after, Boliang came to a place where medicinal materials abound.
This area is blessed with mountains and rivers, which can certainly breed many things that nourish people.
After heavy rains and severe disasters, Boliang would come over occasionally to help with the cleaning and clearing of rocks and debris.
This is considered a public area for several nearby villages.
And just when Boliang was holding a medicinal sickle, he was about to cut off a few mature medicinal plants.
Suddenly, the sky suddenly changed!
In an instant, a dark wind suddenly rose!
It was almost dusk, and in the golden sky, lead clouds were approaching darkly.
When Boliang saw this, he was suddenly shocked.
The mana in his body began to stir slightly.
An indescribable instinct surged in his body, letting him know what it was:
This is a witch's spell!
How many years!
Bo Liang only saw such powerful witchcraft from the records of his ancestral home.
In a trance, the surrounding lush mountains made Boliang feel that everything was back to the past.
Back to the time when witchcraft was most prosperous!
The shamans at that time were not just pioneers for the king.
It is the light of the times, arrogantly and powerfully dispelling the darkness of progress for the tribe!
Boliang put down his medicine sickle and rushed towards the top of the mountain.
Although he is not good at flying and escaping, he is also old and in poor health.
At this moment, he was still as light as a swallow, like a black shadow, crushing countless grass and trees all the way to the top of the mountain.
Then, he only felt a gust of evil wind coming.
Then, I saw a young man with strange clothes and short hair and no beard standing there.
Vaguely, Bo Liang felt some restlessness from the lightning.
It's not like a lightning attack, it's like being struck by lightning.
"Old man, is this a wizard?"
"I am a wizard from out of town, and I was about to go into the mountains to find something to eat, but it is getting late at this time. I don't know if I can find a place to stay. It's cheap for one night."
The man asked.
Bo Liang stared at the man blankly.
By this time, the lead cloud had gone.
The dim sunshine spreads to the world again.
The man's face was resolute, and his eyes seemed to be filled with fire.
My conscience trembled.
I have mixed feelings in my heart, I want to say something but I don’t know what to say.
I just feel ashamed.
Half of his body was about to be buried in the ground, but he still couldn't shake the mountain spirit, so he had to resort to the power of magic.
Going back to ancient times, it can be said that witches are unworthy.
Now that I have seen a real witch, it is even more difficult to speak for a while.
It's just that my heart is getting worse.
The bitterness and sourness that comes and goes are all in the throat. If it weighs a thousand catties, it is difficult to say a word.
In the end, he just nodded.
"Let me lead the way for you..."
Bo Liang then stepped forward with his staff.
Therefore, when encountering mountains, they are driven away, and when encountering water, they are diverted.
None of the beasts dared to step forward, and the ghosts retreated several miles away.
The journey back and forth, which still takes several hours, only takes half an hour.
Then I glimpsed from a distance, a village built on mountains and surrounded by water.
At dusk, there were children playing in the water.
Joy and laughter are different.
Bo Liang stood with his staff in hand. His body, which was originally a little rickety, now stood extremely tall and straight.
Even the muscles and bones that have been injured feel an overwhelming pain.
He didn't even make Boriang's waist bend down any further.
This is the pride and stubbornness of witches...
"Invite the shaman to come in."
Bo Liang said this according to the ancient ritual of shamans.
"I am a glutton. It is inconvenient for me to grow taller."
Hearing this, Yi Xia thought for a while and explained.
Bo Liang didn't say much after hearing this, but just led Yi Xia into the village.
The dim sun shines diagonally on the hilltop behind the village.
In a daze, Bo Liang saw a figure like a mountain, approaching...
