This ancestral hall is exactly the same as Michael's memory, the dark precipitation is like substance, those dragon-shaped statues are still so hideous, and on the wall directly in front, the family crest of the Hahn family is as silent as ever. Once upon a time, this family crest symbolized supreme glory, and even the emperor had to bow his proud head in front of this family crest. But nowadays, this family crest has been forgotten by most people. The cold wind echoed here, and it sounded like a lesson and harsh rebuke from our ancestors.

"I'm still young, I'm still full of life and energy, and I still have a lot of time, and I'm sure I'll be able to revive the majesty of the Hahn family!"

Michael looked up at his family crest and swore at the same time, and at the same time he was self-exhorting. For this goal, he will do whatever it takes, whether it is cultivating hard, using relatives, or pretending to smile to befriend the mediocre king, as long as he can achieve the goal, he is willing to pay any price.

The ancestor of the Hahn family, who once fought in the north and south, opened up most of the territory of the Dragon's Tooth Kingdom. At that time, the enemy would tremble when they heard the surname Hahn, and the civilians would sing praises when they heard the surname Hahn. Michael still has a long way to go before the Hahn family can be restored to its former glory. He wants to get the same merits as his ancestors, and only then can he do it.

Back then, the Hahn family relied on expanding their territory to establish their military exploits, but now, times have changed, and the sea has replaced the land and has become a battlefield for various countries to compete. Michael wants to follow the example of his ancestors, raise the banner of the Hahn family, and set foot on the sea!

"Fathers and fathers, continue to sleep in peace."

After Michael's words, he stepped back, leaving the dark ancestral hall, walking through the corridor, climbing the stone staircase, and returning to the world above after several twists and turns, breathing in the fresh air. With him came to the ground, there was a heavier responsibility on his shoulders.

"Colonel, just now the king sent someone to bring news, asking you to go to the palace immediately to face the saint."

Not long after Michael came out of the ancestral hall, a herald came to report. He went to the changing room, changed the clothes stained with the ashes of the ancestral hall, and changed into the uniform of a colonel in high spirits. The uniform has golden ears of wheat on both shoulders, the epaulettes are shining, every line of the uniform, every corner of the uniform is so tough and capable, and the spotless white color adds a noble temperament. He rode in a carriage from the mansion to the palace, which was not much worse than a labyrinth.

The current king of the Dragon's Tooth Kingdom is only fifteen years old, naïve and playful, spends money like flowing water, and is indifferent to national affairs. Fortunately, the scholars and prime ministers in the court were loyal, bothered to preside over the government, and restrained the king in many ways.

Michael was quite dissatisfied with the young king, but he was not satisfied, he would not give birth to two hearts, and his glory could only be obtained in the country of dragon's teeth. He knew that he had no ability to change the king, nor did he have that status, he could only touch the king's temper and do something to please the king, which made him deeply loved by the king, and he rose to the top in two years.

He had been speculating all the way about the king's intentions, perhaps to get him to fight two more groups of pirates? Or maybe go to another port and bring some fun gadgets back?

When he really saw the king, all his speculations were overturned, and the king, who had always been hippie and smiling, now sat on the throne with a sad face, and drank everyone in the hall, as if there was something to discuss in private. The words that were used to curry favor with the king seem to be no longer used today. Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, which is really a wise saying.

"Michael, come to me quickly, I have something important to tell you." The young king rubbed his temples and beckoned to his favourite, his delicate fingers covered with a huge jeweled ring that glowed dreamily.

Michael took two steps forward, narrowed the distance in an instant, and leaned over to give a knightly salute, looking at the smooth ground beneath his feet, on which the king's white and red face was reflected.

"Your Majesty, please speak."

"Hurry up, hurry up, when is it, there are so many courtesies."

Michael stood up, although he was tall, but in front of the throne, he still had to look up at the king's dragon face.

"You should know about the Resurrection Fountain, right?" The king asked in a tender voice, with a hint of worry in his voice.

"Of course I do."

"Then I'll save my tongue. Let's tell you straight, the Resurrection Spring has reappeared in the world again, just a few days ago, the Mountain Spring appeared in the territory of the Dragon's Tooth Country, and was obtained by a mercenary club, and they paid tribute to the Mountain Spring to the palace and received a reward. ”

Michael, associating the king's worries with the Resurrection Fountain, comes up with a chilling speculation that is not trivial, and it is better to pretend to be confused first. He said calmly, "This is a good thing, the Resurrection Fountain is an ancient treasure, left by the old gods. ”

"Good bullshit!" The king patted the armrest of the throne and roared with a stiff face, "The prime minister, the queen mother, and some old ministers in the court all had red eyes when they saw the Resurrection Spring, and they all wanted to collect the Resurrection Spring this time, and then resurrect my father!" ”

And so it was.

Michael's heart was clear, his face pretended to be sincere and fearful, and he said puzzledly: "Isn't this a good thing......

"Don't play dumb, you're smarter than me, you should know what I mean." The king showed a gloom that did not match his age, his face was covered with frost, and his expression was like that of an executioner on the execution ground, "If my father is resurrected, who will sit in this position under my buttocks?" ”

No matter how dull and playful the king is, as long as he encounters a major event involving his own throne, he will stimulate a keen political sense.

The king has already made it clear, and Michael doesn't have to pretend to be garlic anymore, he lowered his head and said with a straight face: "Michael is willing to smear your liver and brain for Your Majesty, and never give up." ”

"Good. This time the responsibility is left to you, and I will strongly advocate that you collect the Resurrection Fountain, no matter who opposes it, it is useless. However, on the surface, the task is to ask you to collect the Resurrection Fountain, in fact, you just need to work and don't make any effort, make a show, and don't collect the Resurrection Fountain. But it's not okay to be too lazy, you try to find an opportunity to get a resurrection spring, and then just stop. In the end, all the resurrection springs were handed over. In this world, anyone can be resurrected, but they can't let my father open his eyes! ”

In front of the throne, the relationship between father and son has been trampled on to this point.

Michael was accustomed to the ruthlessness and intrigue of the royal family, and he didn't care about the king's behavior, what he really valued was the reward for doing it. It is estimated that after this, his career will be even smoother.

"Yes."

Michael lowered his head, a smile flashing across his face.

Every time the Fountain of Resurrection appears, six springs will appear together, but the Fountain of Death will not appear until the other Fountains of Resurrection have owners. The Rainbow Fountain and the Mountain Fountain have been discovered, and in other parts of the world, several other resurrection springs have also been traced.

The Black Sea is located to the south of the Sea of Dreams, bordering the Continent of Kovarare to the east and the headland of the Ancient Continent to the west. The Black Sea has fallen out of the grip of the Five Great Empires and the Goldenbeard Pirates, and there are many other nations, including the Pirate Governor.

Somewhere at the bottom of the Black Sea, there lives a tribe of tiger shark people. Zela had been in the tribe for two months, and although he had been delayed a lot, he still couldn't leave. Because he will not stop until he takes the fountain of the sea away.

"The Resurrection Fountain is worthy of being a relic of the old gods, and it is so difficult to obtain." Zela said smutteringly, he floating in the current, his sharkskin cloak fluttering with the current. In front of him is the fifth source of thinking about the night, the spring of the sea.

It was a storm orb, ten yards in diameter, and the interior of the sphere formed a violently swirling air current, so fast that any object that reached into it would be mercilessly shattered. In the center of the sphere, a floating spring can be faintly seen, emitting a beautiful fluorescence and gushing smartly.

In the past two months, Zela has tried various methods, but none of them have worked. As a warlock, he is adept at communicating with the abyss and attacking the shadows of people's hearts, but there is little he can do about this physical defense.

"Alliance Master, haven't you already sent someone to invite the warriors of 'Agoura' to come over?" The Naga Fishman on the side chimed in.

Agoura is little known on the shore, but in the underwater world, he is famous. It is a tiger shark man, fast as an arrow from a string, with arms capable of tearing whales alive, and extremely brave and good at fighting. With its strength, it is possible to penetrate the Storm Dome and retrieve the fountain of the sea hidden in it.

And only if they are also fish-people in the sea, can Zela trust them.

"Agoura's status and influence are even greater than mine, and if I only send a few subordinates over, I'm afraid he won't be able to please him, and he may not be able to take the gifts I send in his eyes. It seems that I still have to go and invite him in person, so that there is hope. Zela muttered.

"But if you leave, our strength will be greatly reduced, and I heard that some other tribes are also fighting the idea of this resurrection spring, I'm afraid that the rest of us won't be able to hold it."

"Then I can't take care of it, the more we delay, the more dangerous it will be here, it's better to get this sea spring as soon as possible."

Zela's pupilless eyes narrowed, the cold light glistened, his own appeal was far from enough, and he needed more strength to start an all-out war on land. The Resurrection Fountain is an opportunity, but collecting the first Resurrection Fountain is in such a big predicament, which shows how difficult it is to collect them all. He felt that he didn't know if he could succeed, but if he wanted to complete the grand goal of unifying the races on the shore, it would not be so easy.

"Success or failure, I, Zela, only want to have a clear conscience and be worthy of the thousands of compatriots in the sea."

At the same time, in another place.

In the Kosholman Empire, in the dense elven forest, although it is still vibrant, it is planted with ordinary trees, which are not the same as in ancient times. Once upon a time, this forest was full of magical trees, some of which were even intelligent and able to communicate with people.

Not only the trees, but also the extremely important altars were broken. Because the stone used to build the altar was more precious than the pearl agate, the elves could not afford to repair it, so they had to let the altar continue to deteriorate.

The reduction of pure-bred elves and the withering of the tree of life have made the noble race in the past fall to the point where it is now.

Rise and fall, ups and downs, all things are like this. Even the gods are divided into old gods and new gods, and they can't escape the doom of rise and fall, let alone a single race.

However, it is one thing to think about it, and it is another thing to accept it. Purebred elves have not given up on the idea of revitalizing the race, and are actively working towards it. The fact that the purebred elves want to marry the Kosholman royal family shows how eager they are to breathe new life into this dying race.

Around the altar, gathered a matriarch, five purebred elf elders, and two tall and elderly treants.

Elves aspire to equality, and even if Kellytina is the patriarch, she has to sit around with the elders and the treants and listen to the whispers of the forest breeze. Although Kellytina is old, there is no trace of age in her face, and the tenderness of her skin is even the same as that of a baby. If she is with her daughter the flower of blood. Eunice is bound to be mistaken for a sister when she sits next to each other.

Kellytina and the others were staring at a wooden basin placed in the center of the altar, made of agarwood wood, emitting bursts of fragrance, and in the wooden basin, a green liquid was contained, the liquid emitted fluorescence, and there was a wave of water on the surface, guiding a direction. Kellytina feels that the water waves are guiding the future of purebred elves.

"We have attained the seventh source of the Fountain of Resurrection, the Fountain of Wood. I think this is the inspiration and help of the ancestors' spirits in heaven for our future generations. Kellytina lifted her beautiful face and looked at the tree of life opposite.

The sacred tree that dominated the rise and fall of the elven race withered to the point of heartache, and the fountain of life derived from the roots of the tree was only a small pool, and it was probably not enough to raise fish. Elves don't need the Tree of Life to survive, but if they drink the Fountain of Life regularly, they can improve their physical fitness, the power of nature, and their magical powers. It can be said that no matter what kind of elf you are, drinking the Fountain of Life can get great benefits.

Except for the elves, if the other races drink the Fountain of Life, not only will they not be promoted, but they will be poisoned. Therefore, the elves have always regarded the Tree of Life and the Fountain of Life as a gift from the gods in the heavens.

Because of the withering of the tree of life, the number of strong people in the elven clan has decreased, and the decline in strength has caused the elven clan to fall off the altar, and even its status among countries has also declined, until now it depends on the embarrassment of the Komanso Empire.

Although Kellytina is a woman, as long as she is the patriarch, she has to take on the responsibility of protecting the purebred elf clan. If you can gather all of them this time, you will be able to use the power of the Resurrection Spring to save the Tree of Life. The Resurrection Fountain can resurrect not only living beings, but also plants, as recorded in the ancient scrolls. When the Tree of Life gains the power of the Fountain of Resurrection, it can take root again and grow into a large forest. At that time, the purebred elves will surely be able to regain their former glory.

"Every time the Resurrection Spring appears, it will trigger a bloody battle, and most of the people participating in the competition are huge countries or forces, with the current strength of pure-bred elves, are they capable of participating in this kind of competition?" The Treant asked, worried, spitting out the smell of decay from his mouth, and through some of the holes, the hollow inside of his body could be seen.

"With all the strength of the whole clan and the other ordinary elf tribes, in that case, our strength will not be small." Kelly Tina said.

"The battle for the Resurrection Spring is too dangerous, and if it conflicts with other great empires, it may lead to the extinction of the race, and the risk is too great."

"I agree with this opinion, the hope of fighting for the Resurrection Fountain is too slim to be worth the life of the whole clan."

"I think I might as well pay tribute to the Komanso royal family in exchange for some territory and manpower."

"Not bad, not bad."

The elders expressed their opinions one after another, and their attitudes were basically the same, and they did not want to enter the dangerous whirlpool of competition for the Resurrection Spring, and the high race that was once said to be invincible has now been reduced to a flock of frightened birds.

The more she listened, the more angry she became, she raised her thin eyebrows and shouted, "Can you only see tomorrow with your rat eyes?" Our race has reached a point of life and death, and if it continues like this, within two generations, the tree of life will completely die, and the glory of pure-blooded elves will no longer be there. In that case, what's the difference with extermination? Seeking temporary comfort, without paying attention to what is happening outside, is simply a foolish act of covering one's ears and stealing the bell. Rather than waiting for death like this, it is better to give it a go, and once successful, the pure-blooded elves can reverse the decline and rise again. Isn't that our calling? Where is the courage of you purebred elves? Where is the pride? Gentlemen, wake up! ”

This reprimand made the elders red-faced, and some people immediately left the table angrily, and the remaining elders did not wake up, and were still persuading Kellytina.

But Kellytina had made up her mind this time, she stood up and vowed: "I have had enough of this kind of begging for mercy to the Comanso Empire, even if I pay with my life, I will gather the Resurrection Spring!" ”

Kellytina's determination is like a sword unsheathed, but she is far from the only one who has made up her mind.

Here, another place, located in the West Yao Country, is called Hurricane Castle. The castle is inhabited by a pair of magicians and apprentices. Each of the five empires has one or three magicians, and although they are rarely used, they are enough to act as a deterrent. As long as there are magicians in the empire, other empires will not dare to attack on a large scale.

A high-level mage is enough to rival an army and even destroy a city.

An empire backed by magicians is a true empire!

All the major empires have great respect for magicians, and the same is true for Xiyaoguo, where the two magicians live in the Hurricane Castle, which is even taller and more majestic than the imperial city, and there are as many as a thousand servants and miscellaneous servants in the castle alone.

As an apprentice magician, he enjoyed the treatment of a duke, lived in the most gorgeous castle in the empire, and enjoyed the best treatment in the world for food, clothing, housing and transportation...... But Maitch was still not happy. If he could, he would rather trade everything he has now for Alice's life.

"Alice, it's all my fault for not being good at protecting you. If only I had been by your side then, you would have been fine. Maitch stood at her lover's grave and wept, hot tears falling to the ground.

He and Alice are young lovers who live happily ever after. As a magician above all people, he once thought that the whole world was prostrate at his feet, and nothing in the world could endanger him. His arms can protect Alice and make her the happiest woman in the world.

However, a flower pot that fell from the castle floor shattered his self-confidence and took Alice's life.

This is really a great irony, the lover of a dignified magician was crushed to death by a flower pot. A small flower pot, a plain white flower pot.

It was only then that Mech realized that although the magician was strong, he could not get rid of the tricks of fate, no matter who it was, maybe a turn of kung fu would lose everything. After Alice's death, he was plunged into unprecedented agony, and although he later killed all the castle's minions to vent his anger, this could not save Alice's life.

The silver bell-like laughter, and the beauty of a face more beautiful than any jewel or flower in the world, were gone from him.

Feeling all the strength of his body drained away, Meech knelt in front of the grave like a knife, stroking the cold tombstone, as if it were the body temperature of a lover.

A flame appeared out of thin air, instantly turning into the figure of an old man, the flame disappeared, and the old man's facial features and clothes became clear. He wears a peaked hat, thick glasses on a hooked nose, and a curvy gray beard. He didn't look as kind as an ordinary old man, and his eyes were too sharp, giving people a very unapproachable feeling.

"Heaven descends on the magician, and the meaning of our life should be to pursue the 'source' of all things, rather than crying and wiping tears for the private feelings of our children. If your current behavior were known to my old magician friends, my old face would have to be lost. "The old man is none other than Mezzie's teacher, named Kelly, known as the Immortal Phoenix.

Mezzie didn't even look back, in the past, he didn't dare to be so presumptuous, but his heart had been hollowed out and he didn't care about anything anymore.

"Without Alice, what would I do if I became a tenth-order magician? I don't even have happiness anymore, what's the point of everything else. ”

"The Origin is above the Tenth Order, once it reaches that height, it is not difficult to resurrect a person."

Mechi doesn't know how many times I've heard these words, but what the origin is, no magician can tell, it is a primordial power that can only be touched by gods. Meech believed in the teacher's words and in the existence of the Source. However, how many years has it been since a tenth-order mage appeared? Five hundred years? Or a thousand years? Or longer? Since he couldn't even reach the tenth order, let alone contact the origin. Maitch was a genius, but he wasn't so proud that he thought he could get to the roots.

"Teacher, is there any other way to resurrect the dead than to reach the Origin? Of course, the method I'm talking about doesn't include necromancer's sorcery, a body without a soul, that's not Alice. ”

Old man Kelly was silent and hesitated for a long time.

Maitch thought the teacher was thinking, so he didn't interject.

"Seeing that you are not giving up now, you really can't cultivate. Let you take your surname once and resurrect Alice. I heard the news that the Fountain of Resurrection had appeared. If you collect all seven Resurrection Fountains, you will be able to resurrect Alice. Kelly sighed, and finally said it.

"Resurrection Spring?" As if grasping at a life-saving straw, Mezzie's eyes regained their brightness and she stood up again.

In this way, there is another group of forces competing for the Resurrection Spring, and it is also a pair of powerful and high-status magicians and apprentices!

Then we move our perspective to the distant and ancient East.

In the territory of Youzhou in the Five Continents, Lingxiao Mountain, Zijin Palace.

Xiao Qingfeng sat firmly in the sandalwood chair, stretched out his strong and powerful arm, and handed it to the old imperial doctor opposite to take the pulse. He stared at the subtle changes on the old imperial doctor's face, guessing how heavy his "condition" was.

Four months ago, he felt something strange in his body, so he used the "inner vision" method to check it, and was shocked to find that in his abdomen, there was an extra spring, and the water was surging on its own, endlessly. This spring water did not bring him any pain, on the contrary, it actually doubled his physical strength, greatly increased his cultivation speed, and benefited him a lot.

However, although this spring water is good, after all, it grows in the body, and the origin is unknown, Xiao Qingfeng really can't let go. During this period, he visited famous doctors to know the "cause" of the spring. Out of concern, friends from all walks of life also helped him look for doctors and medicines, and in the end, even the emperor was alarmed, and the emperor sent a contemporary famous doctor to see a doctor for him.

Xiao Qingfeng is the master of Lingxiao Mountain, with superb swordsmanship, and knows a unique skill called "Imperial Sword Technique", with many disciples and great influence. Only with such an identity can he be loved by the emperor.

"Lord Xiaoshan, your pulse is neither floating nor sinking, neither big nor small, calm and gentle, soft and powerful, very healthy, just like a living dragon and a tiger. As for the complexion, voice, etc., there is nothing abnormal. Forgive the shallow medical skills, and I really can't find the cause. This spring water in your body is probably related to some gods and ghosts, so it is very reasonable to speculate. The old imperial doctor let go of his hand and said respectfully.

Xiao Qingfeng sighed, if even the imperial doctor of the dynasty was helpless, it proved that this spring water was indeed not a disease, but a miraculous thing. He thanked him and sent the imperial doctor outside the palace gate, he had some respect for the imperial doctor, and he was grateful that the other party had come all the way to see a doctor for him, and decided to use the "imperial sword technique" to send the imperial doctor to the bottom of the mountain.

"Up!"

Xiao Qingfeng drew his fingers, and the two long swords behind his back came out of their sheaths, and under the wrapping of a breath of qi, they flew steadily above the ground, he took a step forward, stepped on the sword, and said to the imperial doctor.

"The electric shock in his hand leaned on the Heavenly Sword, and he slashed the long whale sea! Lord Xiaoshan's swordsmanship really deserves its reputation, and now it can be seen, and there are no regrets in this life. The old man is a quack doctor, how can he step on this sword and go down the mountain, the kindness of the lord of Xiaoshan, the old man understands it, but the old man still walks down the mountain step by step. The imperial doctor was sincerely impressed, bowed, and was about to step down the mountain.

Xiao Qingfeng smiled, raised his big hand, and pulled the little old man onto the sword, and then urged, the two swords flew forward with the momentum of a long rainbow, although the speed was fast, but it was as steady as Mount Tai. At this point, he no longer wants to pay attention to the origin of the spring water in his body, whether it is a blessing or a curse, it is up to heaven to decide.

In fact, the spring water in Xiao Qingfeng's body is the fourth source spring, the spring of the body. This spring water is ranked fourth, and naturally it is very difficult to collect. Every time the Fountain of the Body appears, it will be reborn in the body of a strong person, and if others want to get it, they can only kill people and take their lives.

In this way, out of the seven resurrection springs, five of them have been found, but the Fountain of Fire and the Fountain of Death have not yet been discovered. This relic of the old gods once again triggered a scramble between various forces, and this bloody battle also opened the bright red curtain!