Chapter 36: A Strange Waterfall
The Snanlan Mountains are the largest mountain range in the entire Southeastern Region, spanning the four capital cities of Silvermoon, Koca, Naop, and Pogo.
The highest peak in the Sinanlan Mountains is Yinyue Peak, with an altitude of 5,000 meters, located in Yinyue City, which is also named after Yinyue City.
Yunxiang Town, where Motian is located, is surrounded by mountains, and in the absence of a major road, it is necessary to cross a mountain range to reach Silvermoon City.
In the dense forest, Mo Tian leaned on a big tree on his back, and after a day's journey, he took a temporary rest.
It had been two days since the end of the Guild Star Capture Competition, and after Mo Tian left the Star Capture Arena, he went straight back to his residence without saying a word to the others.
Mrs. Firi was not at home that day because she was too busy, so she cleaned the whole house with water and wind magic, and used earth magic to fill in the holes in the roof.
He returned to his nest, put the books and clothes on the table into the magic bag, and when he left, he left a bag of money and a piece of paper full of words on the desk.
On that day, Mrs. Fili finished her day's work, and the shop did not clean up much, and as soon as the door was closed, she hurried home.
Because she remembered that Mo Tian had participated in the Guild Star Capture Tournament today, and it was inevitable that she would get injured if she participated in the competition, so she not only bought a bottle of healing magic potions commonly used by magicians, but also brought back five or six large chicken legs.
However, when Mrs. Firi came to her door, she was inexplicably uneasy to see that her house was brand new as if it had been renovated.
She pushed open the door, and instead of calling Motian's name, she hurried upstairs, the wooden staircase clattering with her steps.
Motian's room was empty, and Mrs. Fili was dazed, and she felt a sharp pain in her heart.
She picked up the paper on the desk, her expression suddenly froze, and tears flowed out like a turned faucet.
"Please forgive me, Mrs. Fili, for not saying goodbye, when you read this letter, I was already on my way to Silvermoon City.
In the past six years, thank you for your care, and I will remember your kindness to me.
......
On the desk is all the savings I have accumulated over the past six years, there are a total of 606 gold coins and 5 silver coins in it, although you are not short of money right now, but take it!
......
Don't be too sad, don't be too sad, it's just a temporary separation, I'll be back, so please keep my room, hehe......"
After reading the letter, Mrs. Fili stood there in a daze, as if she had been immobilized, without even blinking her eyes.
I don't know how long it took for Mrs. Fili to finally move, with tears in the corners of her eyes, looking into the distance, thinking about something.
At first, I still had some resentment that Mo Tian said goodbye, but after thinking about it for a long time, I was relieved.
Motian is an eagle, he belongs to the higher sky, and he can't be restrained in Yunxiang Town because of his own selfish desires.
It was from this day that Mrs. Fili was the same as she had been more than ten years ago.
At dusk, a person stood alone at the intersection of Yunxiang Town, quietly waiting for Motian's return.
In the forest, Mo Tian rested for a while and prepared to go on the road, which was very smooth and could only be described as calm.
Didn't you say that there were a lot of demonic beasts in the mountains? Why didn't I see them, and I didn't even find the footprints of demonic beasts.
Mo Tian now really wants to meet a demonic beast, if people know what he thinks, they will definitely think that he is not crazy.
No, Motian is crazy.
There are many ways to go to Silvermoon City, but he has to choose the road through the mountains, which is the most dangerous, and there are often demonic beasts.
The mountains are a paradise for magical beasts, especially the magical beasts near the Sinanlan Mountains are the most dangerous.
Although the place where Mo Tian is now is only a branch of the Sinanlan Mountain Range, the ferocity of the demonic beast is far from being comparable to ordinary people.
The lowest-level demonic beasts also have about twenty levels, and their strength is equivalent to that of low-level magicians.
Monsters have a hard skin that can resist most low-level magic.
Moreover, the power of the Demon Beast is extremely large, and at the same level, the Wizard wants to challenge and defeat the Demon Beast alone, which is somewhat difficult, let alone killed.
Often, the Magus becomes a meal on the plate of Warcraft.
It's the scorching sun now, and even though the forest is full of foliage and shades out the sun, it still feels very hot.
When Mo Tian walked for one or two, he was sweating all over, and the road was still calm, which made him feel very sad.
He complained to the sky: "I just want to try the power of the shape magic, you ugly monsters, how can you hide as long as you want like the turtle grandson." ”
After shouting, the surroundings were still quiet, except for the trees and trees.
"That's it, that's it, I'd better keep going!"
Mo Tian reluctantly raised his steps again, put his hand on the back of his head, and walked slowly along the grassy road, hoping to jump out of a demonic beast halfway.
As he walked, he suddenly heard the sound of rushing water, and at first Mo Tian thought it was a hallucination.
But after stopping, listen carefully and be sure that it is the sound of flowing water.
Generally speaking, where there is water, there will definitely be demonic beasts passing by, so Mo Tian smelled the sound of rushing water and walked towards the depths of the jungle.
Peeling back the dense and lush bushes, you can see a mountain peak twenty or thirty meters high.
The side of the mountain peak facing Motian seems to have been cut by someone, and it is very smooth, and there is a big pit at the top of the mountain, and there is a lot of water on it.
The water follows the mountain peaks and falls from the sky to form a waterfall, which washes the ground and becomes a waterhole at the end of the month for many years.
It's very quiet here, and the environment is very good.
The waterhole is not deep, it is crystal clear, and you can see the gray and white pebbles at the bottom of the pool.
Mo Tian couldn't help but take a sip of water in his hand, the water was slightly sweet, and the water was cold, as if the snow had just melted.
Since the weather is so hot now, Mo Tian took off his clothes, hid the magic bag in a bush by the waterhole, and then plunged headlong into the waterhole.
"It's so cold!" was Mo Tian's first reaction when he first entered the water.
The water in this pool is indeed cold enough, and the closer you get to the waterfall, the colder it gets, and Mo Tian doesn't understand why it's so cold.
Out of pure curiosity, he swam to the waterfall.
Originally, the waterhole was not big, just a little bigger than the star-winning arena, so Motian easily swam to the foot of the waterfall.
The impact of the waterfall is not very strong, but there are some pebbles in the waterfall from time to time, and ordinary people can really resist the impact of the waterfall.
However, with the pebbles falling from the waterfall, that's a different story.
Pebbles are big, almost as big as apples, and being hit is not as simple as breaking the skin, but can be fatal to ordinary people.
But this is simply not worth mentioning for Motian.
He swam to the foot of the waterfall and noticed that somewhere above the waterfall seemed to be shining with a white light.
He speculated that the cold water in the waterhole must have something to do with the white light.
But here's the problem, although the waterfall is only twenty or thirty meters high from the ground, it can't fly by itself, and it becomes a problem to get there.
Unless you climb up like an athlete.
Motian hesitated for a moment, then protected himself with an earth-based magic and rock coat, submerged into the waterfall, and began to climb upwards.