Wang Hao felt that his heart was dripping blood. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since he was a child, he grew up listening to the novels of Xiuxian Xiuzhen.

For immortals, immortal medicine, and immortal arts, there is an alternative yearning.

Legend has it that eating the immortal medicine that can shatter the void, live forever, and soar in the day is in front of him, but he can't get it, he can't eat it, how can Wang Hao not feel distressed.

All night, Wang Hao stayed up looking at the nine-colored pillar of light in the sky.

The miracles of the immortal family echoed in his mind.

"It would be great if people could really cultivate immortals!"

At dawn, the pillar of light disappeared, and Wang Hao muttered like this.

The elf led the way and walked in the direction of the nine-colored lotus, but was stopped by Wang Hao.

"Don't you want to see where the elixir is grown?" The elf looked at Wang Hao and said.

"Don't go, sometimes you have to have it in your life, don't force it all the time in your life, this thing doesn't belong to me, just know it, and I'm worried when I see it." Wang Hao said lightly.

The elf tilted his head, a little unsure of what it meant.

Even King Gollum looked back at Wang Hao a few more times.

Although the great lake in the underground world is very large, no matter how far the road is, there is a time to arrive.

After walking on the lake for a full day and a half, at noon the next day, Wang Hao and the others finally went ashore.

On the shore, there is a towering mountain, and King Gollum tells Wang Hao that the race that can forge iron rods is on the mountain.

The elf also told Wang Hao that in the past, this mountain used to be called the Flame Mountain, and the mountain was cultivated by the immortals to cultivate a kind of fairy grass that could burn all the time, but after the immortals left, the temperature of the Flame Mountain also dropped, and the fairy grass disappeared. Not only that, but even the ban is gone. As a result, the Flaming Mountain was later renamed the Fire Rock Mountain.

Later, she learned that there was actually a race in the mountain that she didn't know lived in.

The elf told Wang Hao that the race in the Fire Rock Mountain was called the Flame Clan, a race that would smoke when it moved, and it would be angry when it was emotional, whether it was anger or joy.

The race's favorite thing to do is to soak in magma baths and blacksmith.

And, although they look horrible, they are indeed a mild race. Moreover, they love everything beautiful, including water.

It's just that, because of the characteristics of living things, water is like the most terrifying poison to them, and if they stick to it, they will be injured, and if they soak it, they will die.

Although the people of the Flame Clan like beautiful things, their high temperature physique causes fires wherever they go, so in order not to cause trouble to others, their race has stayed on the Fire Rock Mountain all their lives and has never taken a step down the mountain.

After the introduction of the elves, Wang Hao finally had a certain understanding of the race that he needed to see next.

Hearing that the Flame Clan was a mild-tempered race, Wang Hao was finally relieved.

It's just that the characteristics of the Flame Clan's reluctance to go down the Fire Rock Mountain made Wang Hao feel a little tricky.

His original intention was to bring the Flame Clan to his territory and let them help him forge weapons.

However, the Flame Clan was not even willing to go down to the Fire Rock Mountain, and this was the trouble.

You know, what you lack is not a small number of weapons.

Hwaseong now has more than 200,000 people, and there are more than 100,000 people who can fight.

Even if it was to divide 40,000 archers, it would require 60,000 melee weapons.

With so many weapons, if you want to transport them yourself, you won't be able to transport them all by yourself for ten years.

But Wang Hao is not frustrated, it is man-made, if you don't try, how do you know if you can succeed.

Moreover, Wang Hao discovered a very interesting phenomenon.

The underworld is called hell by the saint.

But in hell, I saw food everywhere and all kinds of mild races.

There is no blood, no killing, and no bullying of the small in hell.

Except for the huge stone pillars that occasionally fall from the sky, some of them look like hell, and the rest are clearly a paradise.

Since hell is such a heavenly place, what kind of scene should the heaven of the legendary immortal blessed land be?

Thinking of this, Wang Hao decided that he would find a way to visit heaven no matter what in the future.

After climbing the mountain for a day, finally on the second day, Wang Hao and the others climbed to the top of the mountain.

From a distance, Wang Hao saw that at the top of the mountain, there were dozens of pillars of smoke rising into the sky.

The elf flapped its wings and told Wang Hao that it was the pillar of smoke released by the Flame Clan, just like the smell emitted by humans.

Under the leadership of the elf, Wang Hao walked in the direction of the pillar of smoke.

In the foreground, there is a concave terrain that looks like the crater of a volcano, and it is from there that the plume of smoke floats out.

"Silly big man, I've come to see you!" Far away, the elf's divine consciousness fluctuations emanated.

Then, Wang Hao saw several pairs of metal gloves coming up to the edge of the cliff.

Then, Wang Hao saw a metal helmet sticking out of it.

"Holy, Panson!" The helmet that stretched out made Wang Hao very familiar, and it was clearly the same type of helmet as a person named Pan Sen in an online game in his previous life.

It's just that inside this helmet, there are no eyes to be seen, only thick plumes of smoke floating out of the eye sockets.

Eventually, a dozen smoke-filled, heavily armed metal men emerged from the crater.

"Oh! My old friend! The Shepherd is here, I miss you so much! Yes! King Gollum, you're here too, you're still satisfied with the scepter I gave you last time, right? Hey! And new friends are coming! This friend looks like a legendary immortal! A flame man in full armor stood in place and spoke.

Although Wang Hao couldn't understand a word of the syllables spoken in the flame's mouth, the meaning of what he said was directly translated in Wang Hao's mind with the help of the elf.

After he stood up completely, Wang Hao saw that inside the armor of these armorers, there was slowly magma facing outward. It looked like they had just taken a lava bath.

And the amazing thing is that I don't know how their armor is made, the magma slides from above, like water sliding from the glass, and it doesn't get on it at all.

"Hello, I'm a human being, my name is Wang Hao! Nice to meet you, your armor is so beautiful! Wang Hao said.

He didn't dare to get too close to the Flame Man, because he was afraid that if the Flame Man gave him a hug warmly, he wouldn't be directly roasted.

"Hello Wang Hao! I'm also welcome to visit Huoyan Mountain, but how come I haven't heard of the Terrans in the Underworld? The Flame Man asked curiously.