...

The strong wind stopped, and not long after, the weather became clearer.

Standing at the top of the mountain, Mo Fan looked east and could see that the end of the ravine was a corner of the Yinchuan Plain, which was slightly green.

Using the dragon sense, Mo Fan looked to the northeast area, his eyes passed through the interlaced ridges, and he could vaguely see a turbid river flowing through dozens of loess slopes...

It should be a small tributary of the Yellow River, and the source should be an iceberg on Helan Mountain. At this time, Mo Fan realized that Helan Mountain and the Yellow River were actually very close.

The clues of the Holy Totem and the Holy Spring are here.

Is there a close connection between the two?

Mo Fan couldn't help but put his hand on his chest, gently holding the small pendant that had been with him for many years.

It also comes from Bocheng, from an old man guarding the back mountain in a school...

...

At a height of ten thousand meters, the Haidong Qingshen stretched his wings and hovered steadily. It has been a long time since he left the coast. In fact, the Shanghai Dongqingshen does not belong to the ocean...

It belongs to a plateau, a mountain, and a heavenly realm!

“Pyra~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~”

With a long cry, the loud eagle cry of the Qingshen in Haidong echoed over the entire Helan Mountain. It can be seen that it was in a particularly happy mood. The Qingshen in Haidong, who has always advocated freedom, was locked in the small city of Li, carrying heavy shackles of sin. Now, it can re-experience different rivers and mountains, conquering the peaks of different altitudes, which can be said to be a real regaining freedom.

The wind from the northern border swept across Helan Mountain again. You can see the chestnut-colored veil slowly rolling up, slowly covering the magnificence and beauty of Helan Mountain, hazy...

The Qingshen of Haidong waved his wings and slowly flew towards the sky. It heard a spiritual voice conveyed by Song Feiyao to it. It did not need to continue to protect the three of them at high altitude. It could wander around on its own, just as it liked it.

Sand and dust swept across, and on one side were towering rocks, mountains that seemed solemn and solemn, with different heights, and were majestic guards.

On the other side is the steep and steep force that is suddenly sinking, and there are obvious faults that are split like magical skills. The complex sand ditch, stone valley, and gravel rivers are entrenched between the fault and the steep slope...

The wind blows through the leftover mountain patterns.

Water erodes the valley formed.

It was also the moment when the Qingshen in the east of the sea was blocked by the sky, the grooves on Helan Mountain gradually became clear.

If the Qingshen from Haidong looked down for a while, he would find that these grooves were connected like an eye, and the ridge was an eye socket...

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

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...

On Helan Mountain, you can always see those elves jumping on cliffs, that is, rock sheep.

After the locals mastered the method of taming animals, they also used these rock sheep as taming animals one after another. Among them, the helmet-horned rock sheep were also used as mounts for local troops to participate in the battle.

Mu Baicollar workers came with five rock sheep, saying that it was given by those kind-hearted herders for free.

"Don't charge money?" Mo Fan said with some surprise.

"Well, they often do this kind of business. For example, if the traveler and the trainee fell to death in a steep place in Helan Mountain, these rock sheep would find their own way back to the herdsmen, and take their bodies back. Either wait for their relatives to claim them, or they would help bury them. In return, all the travelers and property brought back by the rock sheep belong to them." Mu Bai explained.

"I am counting on making money from our dead people with them!" Mo Fan's face turned dark and he thanked the local herds and beasts in a special way for their unique friendship.

"It doesn't matter, let's go." Mu Bai led a rock sheep to Song Feiyao, and then gave Mo Fan another one.

Several fighting rock sheep are particularly strong, stronger than those strong horses. From the perspective of the stretching of their sheep horns, they have certain combat capabilities, and ordinary little demons and demons dare not have any ideas about them.

The Douyan Sheep has excellent bounce ability. Even if there is only one foot on the cliff, they can jump on it safely. Even the vertical cliffs of ninety degrees can be traced through a row of arc-shaped sheep's hoof footprints on it.

The other two of the five-headed rock goats always followed behind, looking very loyal, and did not require special greetings or orders. They were always within a range of dozens of meters.

"These are well-tamed." Mo Fan said in surprise.

There are also several levels of taming beasts. It is obvious that these fighting rock sheep have been tamed to the safest level, almost equivalent to dimensional beasts.

"Well, the herdsmen here are a major feature. It's a pity that there are still too few magicians who awaken the mind. Otherwise, they could form an amazing family with their abilities." Mu Bai said.

When I arrived here, Mu Bai was surprised by the herdsmen here...

The herders are the name of these beast trainers. If the first time people come here don’t know, they think they are just free-range cattle. In fact, the herders here are fighting mages, and they are very strong, mainly guarding Helan Mountain and the northern wild beasts north of the Yellow River.

Mu Bai naturally reported his identity as the South Wing Mage Group, and then borrowed five Douyan Sheep from them for free.

Of course, the fact that Shunzi came back is true.

With these flexible rock sheep, Mo Fan can save a lot of magic energy, otherwise it would be a headache if he had to search every corner.

"In other words, there is a kind of siren crystal similar to a guide stone. In the past, the resources of guide stone were very scarce, including the awakening stone, and there were also differentiation in quality. Many talented students who were originally more suitable for a certain series awakened other systems because of the impurities of the awakening stone, and they may just do nothing..." Mu Bai remembered something again and continued to say to Mo Fan.

"I heard Mu Nujiao say about this matter. If awakening can be specific, our country's overall strength will also improve a lot." Mo Fan nodded.

The arrival of the Siren also brought many resources that humans had previously been difficult to obtain, including those crystals that could greatly enhance the magician's physique.

The old magic needs to be replaced. Mo Fan himself experienced the entire magic growth process and discovered many cultivation drawbacks that occurred during the learning process. This has a lot to do with the school, the magic association, and the magic civilization level of the entire world.

When talking about this kind of thing, Mo Fan couldn't help but think of Feng Zhoulong.

"Awakening is a reserve force after all, and it cannot change the current situation for the time being." Mu Bai said worriedly.

Mo Fan naturally understood.

This may be the five years that the Chinese army first expected.

In the past, magicians also had to face demons. Why aren’t they as uneasy as they are now? It’s just that sirens are too powerful and humans are not strong enough.
Chapter completed!