Under the blazing sun, a tall and spirited man slowly walked forward with a child. The man wore a fiery red magic robe with a golden flame embroidered on his chest, representing his identity as a sorcerer. His long golden hair draped over his back, and his bronze face was chiseled and angular. However, his pair of brown eyes revealed a faint sadness.
"Nian Bing, are you tired?" The man lowered his head to look at the child in his hand.
The boy's height only reached the tall man's waist, and his appearance was 60% similar to the tall man. However, the lines on his face were much softer, and he had the same golden hair. Although he was still young, his handsome appearance was more eye-catching than the tall man's. He had a pair of aqua blue eyes, and his body looked somewhat thin and weak. Due to fatigue, his face was pale, and there were traces of sweat on his temples.
He firmly shook his head, "Father, I'm not tired. Are we going to see Mother? I, I miss Mother. "
The tall man looked up at the blazing sun in the sky, and the glaring sunlight seemed to have no effect on him, "Yes! We're going to see your mother. It's been ten years, and you're already ten years old. For ten years, the world is so big, but there's no place for us two. No matter what, this time I must see your mother, even if the price is my life. "
After all, Nian Bing was still young, and she looked at her father with some puzzlement, "Father, why don't they let us see Mother?"
The tall man coldly snorted, and his eyes seemed to spit fire, "They, humph, them. Nian Bing, you're still young, when you grow up, you'll understand. For your mother, Father can give up everything, but I really can't bear to part with you! You're still so young, when we reach the village in front, you stay there and wait for Father, okay? "
"No, Father, I want to go with you to find Mother. Mother already doesn't want me, don't tell me you don't want me too? "Nian Bing's eyes reddened, and she tightly grasped her father's big hand, afraid that he would abandon her.
The tall man took out a scroll from his bosom and handed it to Nian Bing, "Remember the method Father taught you to activate the magic scroll? You can come with me, but in times of crisis, you must remember to use this scroll, it will send you to a safe place. It's the place where Dad drew the magic array the other day. "
Nian Bing received the magic scroll and nodded obediently. "Dad, I got it."
The tall man sighed and said, "It's a pity that time is too short. Your talent is even better than mine. If time allows me to teach you more things, perhaps you will become the top fire magician in the entire continent. However, time didn't allow me to wait any longer. If we don't make it to the Ice God Castle tomorrow, we'll never see your mother again. "
Nian Bing nodded her head as if she understood, and said, "Father, I will definitely become a powerful Fire Magician like you in the future."
A trace of haziness appeared in the tall man's eyes. "I remember back then, when I was with your mother, we once discussed what kind of magic we should let our child cultivate if we had a child. She's an ice magician, and I'm a fire magician. Ice and fire don't mix, so our child can only choose one. At that time, your mother said that if it was a boy, he had to learn fire magic from me. If it was a girl, she had to learn ice magic from her. Now that I think about it, it's as if she was right in front of me. Her words are still ringing in my ears, but she's already gone. "
At this point, his voice suddenly became louder. "I, Fire Sorcerer Rong Tian, swear that I will definitely stop the inheritance ceremony of the Ice Goddess and take back my wife."
… …
Three days later.
It was a mountain peak about a hundred meters high. The mountain peak was steep. Although it wasn't high, it gave people a fierce feeling. The greenish-gray mountain looked somewhat austere. Although there were some plants growing on it, they were extremely sparse. Perhaps it was because of the steep mountain. Unless one walked on the mountain all year round, it was very difficult for ordinary people to climb such a steep mountain peak. At the foot of the mountain, a large river surged from the south to the north. This was the famous mother river of the Yangon Continent, the Heavenly Azure River. The river crossed nearly two-thirds of the Yangon Continent and was nearly two thousand kilometers long. Its source was the northernmost Arctic Province. Sixty percent of the province's area was covered by glaciers. Every spring and summer, the glaciers would melt and flow into the Heavenly Azure River, all the way to the distant sea. The river was very wide. The narrowest part was close to a hundred meters wide, and the widest part was several thousand meters wide. It was named after the clear and rapid water flow of the river. It gave birth to several countries and dozens of provinces. Although it would occasionally cause a certain degree of flooding, due to the good governance of each country, the people living by the river could live a peaceful and comfortable life.
The steep mountain peak was less than ten square meters in area. Suddenly, a fiery red light appeared on the ground. It was a light spot. The light spot moved quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it outlined a red hexagram. The temperature at the peak rose rapidly. Above the hexagram, water ripples appeared because of the scorching heat.
The ripples trembled slowly, and the red light suddenly became brighter. The magic elements in the surroundings seemed to be cheerfully singing. In the strong elemental fluctuations, a gray figure quietly appeared.
The figure staggered and fell out of the fiery red magic array, almost falling to the ground. It was a child, a child who looked to be in his teens. He was Nian Bing, who had followed his father to look for his relatives three days ago.
His handsome little face revealed a look of fear. His short golden hair was a little messy. His legs went soft, and he sat on the ground, gasping for breath. "Dad, Mom, why, why is it like this?" Tears flowed down his face. The pain of losing a loved one was hard for anyone to bear, let alone a child who was only ten years old.
After crying for a while, Nian Bing, who was mentally exhausted, curled up behind a rock at the peak of the mountain and fell asleep. At such a young age, his future was uncertain. He did not know what he should do. A faint blue and red light flashed in his arms, and the surrounding Fire Cloud Element and Ice Element quickly condensed into his small body. This strange process lasted for the time it took to eat a meal before quietly disappearing.
After an unknown amount of time, Nian Bing was awakened by the intense tremors and pain. Three slender figures were standing not too far away from him. He couldn't help but cough from the intense pain in his chest. A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. There was a yellow shoe print on the chest of his gray cloth clothes.
The three of them were all wearing blue magic robes that seemed to fuse with their long blue hair. It was as if their bodies were made of ice, giving off an indescribable feeling of coldness. They seemed to be around 30 or 40 years old. The one in the middle had three snowflakes carved out of blue crystals the size of a fingernail on the left chest of his magic robe. The snowflakes that followed him on his left and right were obviously lower in rank, as there was only one snowflake on his left and right.
"A teleportation magic array scroll based on fire. Unfortunately, it was used by a child. The aura left behind is too obvious. "The magician in the middle said faintly.
Seeing these three people, Nian Bing's handsome little face suddenly became distorted. "You, ah! It's you bad guys. Give me back my mom! Give me back my dad! " Nian Bing didn't know where he got the strength from, but he forced himself up from the ground and rushed towards the person in the middle. At this time, he had already forgotten that he had the ability of a beginner magician. In his impulsiveness, there was only instinct.
"Little bastard, do you want to die?" The mage on the left waved his right hand, and a three-inch-wide Water Bullet was shot out instantly, landing directly on the youth's chest. The Water Bullet was just an ordinary level-one spell, and its attack power was not strong. Nian Bing groaned, and staggered a few steps back before landing on his butt. His hands were scratched by the rocks beside him as he tried to stabilize himself. There were a few bloody wounds on his hands.
The magician in the middle glared at his companion. "Enough. He's only a child. I don't want him to go through too much pain."
"Yes, esteemed Ice Priestess." The magician who attacked responded, and quickly retreated to the side.
The Ice Priestess looked at Nian Bing, and said indifferently, "Child, I didn't want to hurt you, but you're their child. For the dignity of the Ice God Tower, you can't continue to exist. Hand over the stone of the Ice Goddess, and I'll give you a quick death. " With his status, he naturally wouldn't use his hands to search, but his commanding tone emitted an invisible majesty.
Nian Bing slowly stood up. Although he was young, his eyes revealed a cold look, and deep hatred burned in his heart. "The dignity of the Ice God Tower? Dad said that the Ice God Tower, which looks glamorous, is nothing but a pile of trash. You want the stone of the Ice Goddess back? Stop dreaming. I won't give it to you even if I die. That's the last thing my mom gave me. You can all go die. " Without any warning, he punched forward with both fists. Red on the left and blue on the right. Two rays of light with different auras flew towards the three ice magicians in front of him. They were fireballs and water balls, two level-one spells that didn't require chanting. Ice and fire appearing at the same time was a result that even he didn't expect.
The Ice Priestess's eyes flashed. She quickly chanted a few simple words, and a gentle wall of water appeared out of thin air. The water and fire collided, creating a mist. His heart suddenly skipped a beat. Not good. By the time he wanted to make a move, it was already too late.
His young body fell from the peak. The moment he jumped off the cliff, he didn't hesitate. With a splash, his body sank into the turbulent river, creating only faint ripples. Nian Bing's voice still echoed in the ears of the three ice magicians. They finally understood why he wouldn't hand over the stone of the Ice Goddess even if he died.
The Ice Priestess took a few steps forward and walked to the edge of the cliff. She sighed softly. "What a stubborn child."
"Esteemed Ice Priestess, how is this possible? How old is he? How can he cast two spells instantly? Moreover, they are conflicting spells. "The ice magician on the left looked at the turbulent river below in shock.
The Ice Priestess said indifferently, "That's not because his magic power is high. It's because not only does he have Martial Aunt Bing's Ice Goddess Stone, he also has Rong Tian's Fire God Stone. Although he can't use the true power of these two high quality gems, it's not surprising that he can cast a simple beginner spell. However, ice and fire are opposite, but the two beginner spells used at the same time don't seem to conflict with each other. I really don't understand this. It seems like this child is extremely talented in magic. "
The magician on the right said hatefully, "Unfortunately, we don't have enough magic power to freeze the turbulent river. Otherwise, we would definitely be able to get these two gems. Esteemed Ice Priestess, what about our mission? We should've just searched his body. "
The Ice Priestess glanced at him. The coldness in her eyes made the magician shiver. He didn't dare to say anything else.
"Remember, to practice magic, you must first cultivate your heart. Without a calm heart, you will never be able to reach the highest level of magic. This mission has ended in failure. I will take all the responsibility. Let's go back. Oh great Ice Goddess! Please lend me your wrath and send us to the other side of the lost world. " Unbeknownst to him, there was already a one-meter-long magic staff in his hand. The body of the staff was crystal blue, and it was unknown what it was made of. The head of the staff had eight claws, and like the moon surrounded by stars, it stretched out eight elf-like fingers and grabbed a transparent gem.
The staff was slowly raised. The ice element in the air gradually became violent, and the sky darkened. What was the wrath of the Ice Goddess? It was the Ice Storm.
The Ice Storm was a Grade Six large-scale ice spell. Its attack power was average, but its area of effect was extremely wide.
Snowflakes fluttered in the air, causing the temperature in the air to drop rapidly. This was the favorite environment of ice mages. In the dusky sky, the wind and snow wreaked havoc. The Ice Priestess pointed her staff forward. "Let's go."
The two ice mages responded. Their bodies were wrapped in a faint blue light, and they floated up like snowflakes. They drifted with the wind and snow, heading in the direction of the Ice God Tower. The Ice Storm was most suitable for ice mages to fly short distances. Although they couldn't fly continuously like wind mages, their speed in short distances was much faster than wind mages.
After her companions left, the Ice Priestess Bing Lu looked at the wide Sky Azure River for the last time. She sighed and said, "Everything will be decided by the heavens. Uncle Bing, this is all I can do for you." With his magic level, he could have killed Nian Bing when she was escaping. However, the kindness in his heart prevented him from doing so. He left the last chance for the poor child who had lost his parents.
…
Zha Ji walked from the peach blossom forest to the Sky Azure River. He looked at the fishing net in his hand and said to himself, "I need to improve my life. Eating vegetables every day, no matter how delicious they are, the body will always lack nutrition. I need to catch a few black carps to nourish my old body. "
The fresh air was slightly humid, but when he breathed it in, he felt very comfortable. Zha Ji, who was already 57 years old, had lived here for ten years. He couldn't be more familiar with his surroundings.
His trembling hands barely held onto the fishing net. Using his arms, he cast the fishing net. Although he only cast it four to five meters away, as long as he had the patience to wait in the Sky Azure River, which was rich in fish, he definitely wouldn't go back empty-handed. Zha Ji fixed the fishing net by his side and tied one of the fishing lines to his wrist. He leaned against a big tree and sat down. On a hot summer day, resting under the shade of a tree was indeed a good choice.
Just as he sat down, the fishing line in Zha Ji's hand suddenly shook. His closed eyes opened, and a light flashed in them. "My luck can't be this good, right? Usually, I have to wait for some time before I get the goods. Damn, why isn't it a fish? My poor fishing net! " When his gaze fell on the river, he saw a piece of wood. The wood wasn't big, only about one meter long and as thick as a human leg. It was wrapped around his not-so-sturdy fishing net. He didn't need to look to know that the fishing net was probably broken.
Before Zha Ji could sigh at his poor luck, he noticed that there was a pair of slender arms on the wood. There was someone. There was someone in the river. He didn't dare to be careless. He quickly wrapped the fishing line around his leg and strode towards the shore. Using the strength of his leg, he brought the piece of wood and himself to the shore.
"No-" Nian Bing sat up abruptly, gasping for breath. Her eyes were filled with bewilderment.
The sound of birds clearly entered his ears, and the gentle light shone on his body, bringing him some warmth. He shook his head hard, and his mind calmed down a bit. From the warm feeling, he knew that he wasn't dead. His heartbeat gradually calmed down, and he observed his surroundings. This seemed to be a small wooden house. Other than the bed he was on, there didn't seem to be many furnishings around. There was a lot of dust in the house, and it was obvious that it wasn't cleaned often.
"You're awake." A tired voice sounded. The wooden door opened with a creaking sound, and a person walked in from outside.
Nian Bing subconsciously curled up his body. "Who, who are you?"
"Your savior." Zha Ji walked to the bedside and sat down. He put the bowl in his hand on the wooden table, smiled at Nian Bing, and said in his heart: What a handsome child.
In his mind, he recalled everything that had happened in the past few days. Nian Bing's body trembled slightly. He subconsciously touched his chest, and that hard object was still there. Only then did he breathe a sigh of relief. He asked tentatively: "Was it you who saved me?" As he spoke, he sized up the old man in front of him. He looked to be in his sixties, and his black hair was already white. The wrinkles on his face showed that he had been through a lot. There was a kind smile on his face, and his appearance was very ordinary.
Zha Ji said matter-of-factly: "Of course it was me. Who else do you think it was? You're lucky that you could hold on to the wood. Do you know how much effort it took me to get you back? This old man is really tired to death. Little guy, eat something. Your broken wood broke my fishing net, and now you can only eat the vegetable porridge. "
Previously, Nian Bing was frightened and didn't feel much about his body. Now that he heard Zha Ji ask him to eat, he realized that his stomach was almost touching his back. At that time, after he jumped into the Tian Qing River, the pain caused by the water slapping against him almost made him faint. He grabbed with both hands, and after being washed hundreds of meters away, he miraculously grabbed a piece of wood. A strong desire to live made him hold on to the wood tightly. He was lucky. The Tian Qing River was very wide, and there weren't any protruding rocks. That was why he was saved after hitting Zha Ji's fishing net.
He looked at Zha Ji cautiously, and then picked up the bowl of vegetable porridge that didn't emit any aroma. When he saw the situation in the bowl, he couldn't help but be stunned. The white porridge looked very sticky, and seemed to have a faint sparkling luster. The pieces of green vegetables, although not uniform in size, were scattered in the porridge. It was as if he could feel the life force contained in them. As he got closer, the whole bowl of porridge emitted a faint fragrance, and Nian Bing couldn't help but eat. He didn't know that in the past, this ordinary bowl of vegetable porridge was called the Jade White Jade Porridge in the continent's food industry. It was definitely not something that ordinary people could drink. The key was not the ingredients, but the cooking method.
The fragrance of the porridge mixed with the freshness of the vegetables. The two different smells were perfectly combined. When the bowl of porridge entered his stomach, Nian Bing felt as if he had recovered some of his strength, and even his spirit was much better. The ordinary vegetable porridge gave him a fragrant taste, and it satisfied his taste buds. He couldn't help but have a good impression of Zha Ji.
"Grandpa, thank you. This porridge is so delicious. Did you make it? "Nian Bing asked curiously.
A sad look flashed through Zha Ji's eyes. "Right now, I can only make such ordinary food."
"Ordinary? How can it be? This vegetable porridge is the most delicious thing I've ever eaten. The taste is really amazing. Even, even the food my mother cooked in the past can't compare to the taste of this. " When mentioning his mother, Nian Bing's eyes couldn't help but turn red. A strong hatred spread out, and Zha Ji couldn't help but be secretly frightened.
"Little friend, I still don't know your name. Why did you fall into the water? Where is your family's elder? "
Nian Bing's whole body stiffened. Although he was only ten years old, but in these past few years, he had been following his father everywhere. Compared to other children of his age, he was much more mature. His father had once told him that when he met people, he should only speak three parts of the truth. Two years ago, he had inadvertently revealed some information that caused him and his father to be chased for a month. Lowering his head, he said: "My name seems to be Nian Bing. Other than that, I can't remember anything."
After all, Nian Bing was only ten years old. In front of the experienced Zha Ji, how could he believe such words? However, Zha Ji didn't ask much. Instead, he smiled and said: "My name is Zha Ji. You can call me Grandpa Zha. You said that you have forgotten everything. Do you have any place to go? "
Nian Bing resisted the urge to cry. Shaking his head, he said: "I, I don't know where to go."
Looking at his sorrowful appearance, Zha Ji couldn't bear it and said: "Forget it, child. I know that you must have some secret in your heart that you don't want to say. Grandpa won't force you. If you are willing, you can stay here for the time being. In any case, in this peach blossom forest, I am the only one here."
Nian Bing's eyes suddenly widened. Resolutely he said: "No, thank you Grandpa Zha. But I must leave. You saved me. I can't implicate you."
Zha Ji frowned: "So you are saying that someone is chasing you to kill you. What kind of person would be so cruel to not even let off a small child like you? In your dreams, you kept calling out for your father and mother. Could it be that your parents have already met with misfortune? "
Unable to control his tears any longer, they flowed down his face. Nian Bing cried out loud. Zha Ji quickly pulled him into his arms and comforted him: "It's alright. Everything is already in the past. You must have been frightened. This place of mine is very secret. It is also the so-called forbidden area. Most people won't come here. You can rest assured and stay here first. At least wait until your body is healthy before you think about leaving. Sleep a little more. Grandpa will cook something good for you to eat tonight. "Under Zha Ji's comforting words, Nian Bing once again fell asleep.
When the ten year old Nian Bing woke up from his sleep again, his mind had completely stabilized. The sunlight that had shone in from outside the window had disappeared. The birds seemed to have returned to their nests to rest. The surroundings had become quiet.
Nian Bing crawled out of bed and realized that he was wearing a large, coarse shirt. It was obviously made for Zhaoji. He moved his body a little and felt that he wasn't as tired as before. He opened the door and walked out softly. The surroundings were pitch black. He couldn't see the scenery clearly. The night fog filled the air, bringing a bit of chill. He subconsciously tightened the clothes on his body and walked towards a brightly lit room. His foot accidentally touched something, making a soft sound.
"Nian Bing? Come in. "Zha Ji's voice came from the room.
Nian Bing pushed the door and entered. This was a wooden house that was a little bigger than his room. Zha Ji was holding a book in his hand and reading it under the bright oil lamp. Seeing him come in, Zha Ji put the book aside and smiled. "Let's go. Grandpa will take you to the kitchen. It has already been prepared. You just need to heat it up a little. "
At this time, Nian Bing found that Zha Ji's body was very tall, but his upper body was somewhat stooped. Cha Ji put his arm around Nian Bing's narrow shoulders and led him out of the room. As they walked, he said, "I'm the only one living in this small courtyard. With you as my companion, I won't be lonely anymore. Come, see what Grandpa has prepared for you. "
The kitchen was five meters away from the two bedrooms. It was a separate room. When Nian Bing followed Zha Ji to this place, he was surprised to find that this kitchen was actually bigger than his and Zha Ji's combined.
Zha Ji lit the oil lamp. On the table beside him, there were a few plates of vegetables covered by a wooden cover. The cover was made of rattan. Through the gaps, he could see that the dishes on the plates were obviously vegetables.
Zha Ji opened the cover. There were a total of four plates of vegetables. Four different types of vegetables. They all looked like they were simply cooked. Zha Ji walked to the stove at the side and paused. He took out a flint and started a fire on the uneven firewood with trembling hands. "I have already prepared the dishes for a while. It's a pity that they are cold. Let's heat them up. Although the taste will be a little different, I think it won't be too far off."
Nian Bing was surprised to find that Zha Ji's hands were constantly trembling. Although the flint created sparks when it collided, it was very difficult for him to light the firewood because his hands were very unstable. She quickly walked over obediently and said, "Grandfather, let me help you."
Zha Ji sighed. His face was once again filled with sadness. He handed the flint over to Nianbing. "I'm old. I'm really old. I should have used an oil lamp. Who would have thought that the Ghost Chef of the past could not even light a fire now. Everything has become a thing of the past. "
Nian Bing did not take the flint and did not pay attention to Zha Ji's words. His mind was completely focused. He said softly, "Passionate fire elements, I beg of you. Condense into the light of a flame and bring warmth to the world." His voice was not steady. Instead, it was emitted with a special tone. It was a tone that resonated. Her small hand reached under the stove. A small red flame rose. Although the flame was not very bright, the firewood in the stove immediately caught fire when it came into contact with the flame.
Zha Ji stared at Nian Bing in shock. He muttered, "Magic. This is fire magic. Almighty God! Were you the one who sent this child to me? Thank you, thank you. I finally have hope. That's great. " He cheered incoherently. Nian Bing could not help but be stunned. Zha Ji's back was no longer hunched. He stood up straight and excitedly cheered at the ceiling.
"Grandfather, Grandfather Zha, what's wrong?"
Zha Ji came back to his senses. He grabbed Nian Bing's shoulders with both hands and said excitedly, "Child, you're a magician, right? Quickly tell Grandfather that you're a fire magician."
Nian Bing's body trembled. He realized that he had revealed his magic ability in a moment of excitement. He shook his head vigorously. "No, I'm not. I, I'm not."
"No, you are." Zha Ji said with certainty. "Child, don't worry. Grandfather has no ill intentions towards you. I'm just too happy. You're so young and yet you're already a magician. This is God's favor to me! "
Nian Bing seemed to see the scene in the Ice God Tower again. He shouted excitedly. "No, I'm not. I'm not."
Zha Ji realized that Nian Bing, who had just recovered from his fright, was unable to bear his provocation. He hurriedly said, "Child, listen to me. Listen to me first, okay? Look at my hands. "As he spoke, he let go of Nian Bing. He turned his hands up, revealing his wrists.
Nian Bing was attracted by Zha Ji's words. He unconsciously looked at his wrists. "Ah —" There was a scar on each of Zha Ji's wrists. It was about a centimeter deep. Although the wound had already healed, the scar was still there. The entire wound was sunken inwards. It was purple-black and looked extremely terrifying.
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