Chapter 1 The Pursuit of the Ice and Snow Sacrifice (Part 2)
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Nian Bing stood up slowly. At such a young age, his eyes showed a cold and stern look, and deep hatred burned in his heart. "The dignity of the Ice God Tower? Dad once said that the Ice God Tower with its bright appearance only has
It's just a pile of rubbish. Do you want to get the Ice and Snow Goddess Stone back? Stop dreaming, I won't give it to you even if I die. That's the last thing my mother gave me. You all go to hell." Without any warning, he punched both fists at the same time.
Swing forward, the left red and the right blue, two rays of light with different auras cover the three ice and snow mages in front of them. They are fireball and waterball, two only one-level magic, which can be used without chanting a spell.
The magic, ice and fire appeared at the same time, which was an achievement that he did not expect.
A light flashed in the eyes of the Ice and Snow Priest, and he quickly chanted a few simple characters. A soft wall of water appeared out of thin air, and the collision of water and fire produced a mist. Suddenly, something moved in his heart, and the secret was not good. When he wanted to take action again, he
It's too late.
The young body fell from the peak. The moment he jumped out of the cliff, there was no hesitation. With a splash, the figure submerged into the rapid river, only splashing faint ripples. The voice of Nian Bing was still heard by the three ice and snow mages.
With the sound echoing in their ears, they finally understood the meaning of refusing to hand over the Stone of the Ice and Snow Goddess even to death.
Ice and Snow Sacrifice took a few steps forward, walked to the edge of the cliff, and sighed softly, "What a strong boy."
"Master Ice and Snow Priest, how is this possible? How old is he? How can he cast two kinds of magic instantly? And they are conflicting magics." The ice and snow mage on the left looked at the rushing river below in surprise.
The ice and snow priest said calmly: "That's not because of his high magic power, but because he not only has Uncle Bing's ice and snow goddess stone, but also the sky-melting flame god's stone. Although he can't use these two top-quality gems yet,
Real ability, but it is not surprising to inspire simple primary magic. However, ice and fire are incompatible, but the two primary magics used at the same time do not seem to conflict with each other. This makes me really confused. It seems,
This child has extremely high talent in magic."
The mage on the right said bitterly: "It's a pity that we don't have enough magic power to freeze the rapid river, otherwise we would definitely get these two gems. Mr. Ice and Snow Sacrifice, what should we do with our mission? Previously, it was better to search him directly."
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The Ice and Snow Priest glanced at him, and the coldness in his eyes made the mage become alert and he did not dare to say anything more.
"Remember, you must first cultivate your mind to practice magic. Without a peaceful heart, your magic ability will never reach the highest level. This mission ended in failure. I will bear all the responsibilities. Let's go back.
Great goddess of ice and snow! Please lend me your anger to send us to the other side of the lost." I don't know when, he had a magic wand about one meter long in his hand, and the wand's body showed a crystal blue color.
, made of something I don’t know, the head of the staff used its eight claws to grasp the devil, like stars holding the moon, it stretched out its eight elven-like fingers and grabbed a transparent gem.
The staff was slowly raised, the ice element gradually became violent in the air, and the sky became dark. What is the anger of the ice and snow goddess? It is an ice and snow storm.
Ice and Snow Storm, level 6 large-scale ice magic, with average attack power and extremely wide range.
The snow flakes are flying, causing the temperature in the air to drop sharply. This is the favorite environment of the ice and snow mage. In the dim sky, the wind and snow are raging, and the ice and snow sacrificial staff points forward, "Let's go."
The two ice and snow mages responded, and their whole bodies were wrapped in a faint blue light. They flew up like a snowflake, drifting in the wind and snow, and headed towards the Ice God Tower. Ice and snow storms are most suitable for ice and snow mages to fly short distances.
, although it cannot fly continuously like a wind magician, its speed is slightly faster than that of wind magic in short distances.
After his companions left, Bingxue Priest Binglu cast his gaze on the broad Tianqing River for the last time and sighed: "Everything will be decided by God. Uncle Bing, this is the only thing I can do for you."
With his magic level, he could have killed Nian Bing by force when he fled, but the kindness in his heart prevented him from doing so, leaving the poor child who had lost his parents the last chance of life.
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Cha Ji walked from the peach blossom forest to the Tianqing River, glanced at the fishing net in his hand, and said to himself: "Improve your life, eat vegetables every day, no matter how delicious they are, your body will always lack nutrition. Net a few herrings
, nourish my old body."
The fresh air was slightly humid, making him feel extremely comfortable when breathing through his nose. Cha Ji, who is fifty-seven years old, has lived here for ten years, and he is very familiar with everything around him.
With trembling hands, he managed to hold on to the fishing net, and used his arms to help spread the fishing net out. Although it was only spread out four or five meters away, for the Tianqing River, which is rich in fishery products, as long as he has the patience to wait, he will definitely be able to catch the fishing net.
He would not return empty-handed. He fixed the fishing net beside him and tied one of the fishing lines to his wrist. Chaji sat down leaning against a big tree next to him, enjoying the coolness under the shade of the tree in the hot summer.
It's indeed a good choice.
Just as he sat down, the fishing line in Chaji's hand suddenly shook violently. He opened his closed eyes, and a flash of light flashed through him, "You won't be so lucky. Usually, you have to wait for some time."
It's in stock. It's broken. Why isn't it a fish? My poor fishing net!" When his eyes fell on the river, what he saw was a piece of wood. It was not big, about one meter long, and as thick as a human leg.
It was entangled in his fishing net, which was not very strong. He knew without looking that the fishing net was probably scrapped.
Before Chaji had time to lament his poor luck, he discovered that there was a pair of slender arms on that piece of wood. Someone was there, someone was in the river. Not daring to neglect, he quickly wrapped the fishing line around his legs and strode towards
He walked further to the shore and relied on his leg strength to bring the piece of wood and the person to the shore.
"No -" Nian Bing sat up suddenly, breathing heavily. There was a look of uncertainty in his eyes.
The chirping of birds clearly reached his ears, and the soft light shone on his body, bringing a bit of warmth. He shook his head vigorously, and his mind became a little more stable. Judging from the warm feeling, he knew that he was not dead yet.
His heartbeat gradually calmed down, and he looked around. This seemed to be a small wooden house. Except for the bed where he was sitting, there didn't seem to be too many furnishings around it. There was a lot of dust in the house, and it was obviously not cleaned often.
"You're awake." A tired voice sounded, the wooden door opened with a heartbreaking sound, and a person walked in from the outside.
Nian Bing curled up his body subconsciously, "You, who are you?"
"Your savior." Cha Ji walked to the bed and sat down. He placed the bowl in his hand on the wooden table beside him. He looked at Nian Bing with a smile and thought to himself: What a handsome child.
Recalling everything that happened in the past few days in his mind, Nian Bing's whole body trembled slightly. He subconsciously touched his arms and found that the hard object was still there. This made him relax and asked tentatively: "Yes.
Did you save me?" As he spoke, he looked at the old man in front of him. He looked like he was in his sixties, his black hair was already turning white, his wrinkles showed the wind and frost of the years, and he had a kind smile on his face.
, looks very ordinary.
Cha Ji said matter-of-factly: "Of course it's me, otherwise, who do you think it could be? You're lucky, you can hold on to the wood. Do you know how much effort it took me to get you back? It's really exhausting.
I am an old man. Little one, please eat something. Your old piece of wood damaged my fishing net, so now I only have vegetable porridge to drink."
Nian Bing was in shock before and didn't feel much about his body. Now when he heard Cha Ji asked him to eat, he realized that his belly was almost touching his back. At that time, he jumped into
After the Tianqing River, the severe pain caused by being slapped by the water almost made him faint. He grabbed it with both hands and miraculously caught a piece of wood after being rushed hundreds of meters away. His strong desire to survive made him hold on tightly.
He kept the wood intact. He was lucky. The Tianqing River was extremely wide and there were no protruding rocks, so he was saved after running into Chaji's fishing net.
He looked at Cha Ji cautiously, and then picked up the bowl of vegetable porridge that had no aroma. When he saw the situation in the bowl, he couldn't help but be stunned. The white porridge looked extremely sticky.
It is thick and seems to be shining with a faint crystal luster. The green vegetables, although not uniform in size, are scattered in the rice porridge. It seems that you can actually feel the breath of life contained in it. When you are close, the whole bowl
The porridge exuded a faint fragrance, which made Nian Bing unable to stop eating. How did he know that at the beginning, such an ordinary bowl of vegetable porridge had the reputation of emerald white jade porridge in the mainland food industry, and it was definitely not something ordinary people could drink.
The key is not the material, but the cooking method.