"Water of Time?"

"That's right, the water of time. Saga nodded and said to Mo Tian: "And this water of time is on the top of this mountain." ”

On top of the hill again?

For the first time, Mo Tian had doubts about his spiritual power, and it was okay if he didn't see the strangeness of the bluestone just now, but even if Mo Tian's spiritual power was like a vast net that turned over the entire mountaintop, he never found a little feeling of water.

Saga looked at the two small green pine trees on the side with a smile, and without him saying more, Mo Tian collapsed with an arrow, and grabbed two branches on the left and right with a pair of small hands.

The pine tree trembled slightly, not at all unusual, his spiritual power circled around the branches a few times, and then suddenly turned his head, looking at Sachar with a puzzled gaze.

The latter waved his hand helplessly: "I didn't say that the water of time is in the tree...... I just glanced at the tree. ”

Looking at Mo Tian's expression of wanting to kill, Saga hurriedly explained: "There was indeed a fountain of time on the mountain of fate, but a long time ago, the fountain of time had dried up. ”

Mo Tian's expression suddenly became a little ugly, and he seemed to think of something.

"The people of Olympus have a greater demand for the Fountain of Time, especially those women......" Sachar's face showed a regretful expression: "It turns out that the Fountain of Time will replenish itself, but since the Father moved Olympus to this isolated space, I don't know why the spring water of the Fountain of Time began to dry up, and later, only the Protoss were allowed to take water, and then ......"

Later, there was no need for Saga to say, Mo Tian had already understood, even if the number of people who could take water was restricted, it was still in short supply. Open source and reduce expenditure, even if you use it and save it, but there is no new life, and one day it will still be used up.

Especially for those goddesses, the water of time is simply a divine object, although it cannot prolong a person's lifespan, it can restore the structure of a person's body to a young age, or grow to the level of age he needs.

"Then what is the water of time you just said?" Mo Tian seemed to grasp the last straw.

"As I just said, since the Fountain of Time moved to this independent space, it will no longer produce a steady stream of replenishment, but it is not completely cut off, but the amount produced is extremely small, and it has little effect on people. After Saga finished speaking, he also glanced Mo Tian up and down.

"Impossible, since it can still be generated, it proves that there is still a way to produce the water of time, besides, Olympus has been moving in for thousands of years, even if it produces one drop a day, then there can be a pool of water!"

Saga waved his hand helplessly, "I saved a lot before, but it was taken by Venus, the god of beauty." Saga searched for the storage ring between his fingers, and finally found a small glass bottle containing about a hundred milliliters of green crystalline liquid.

He casually threw the vial to Mo Tian, who hurriedly raised his hand to pick it up, obediently, do you dare to pay attention to it, this is the curator's life-saving treasure.

This is the bottle in his hand, Mo Tian's first reaction, he even felt that his hands were almost frozen in an instant, he hurriedly wrapped his hands with spiritual power, and the biting cold was relieved a little bit.

Mo Tian raised his eyebrows, and looked at the vial in his hand in great surprise, with such a cold temperature, why was there no abnormality around the bottle, and even the hoarfrost caused by the cold could not be seen.

"This water of time only works on the human body, no one knows how it came to be, and no one knows why it has such a magical effect, I don't know what you want to do with the water of time, but I can guarantee that what you are holding in your hand right now should be the only bottle of water of time in this world. Saga looked at Mo Tian frankly.

The last bottle?!Curator Mo looked at the crystal droplets in the bottle, which seemed to be less than a mouthful of his own quote, he only felt a little dry in his throat, and swallowed lightly, "Didn't you just say that there will be a water of time slowly generated? Where is it?"

"Oh, that place is at your feet. As soon as Saga's words fell, Mo Tian's whole person jumped up, and after some searching, he found Saga's so-called spring.

A very inconspicuous hole, about the thickness of a thumb, and the end of the hole is so dark that you can't see the end of it.

"Is this the spring you said?" Mo Tian looked at the small hole that was easily recognized as an ant cave, and couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face, this is also too childish, how much water can come out of such a spring?

"That's right, it's the spring, it used to be the size of a fist, but since Olympus was moved to a separate space, the water of time has been pouring out more and more slowly, until now...... I think I can get a drop in about three or four days. ”

One drop every three or four days? It seems that this small half bottle in his hand is also the result of several years of perseverance!

Mo Tian raised his courage and asked weakly: "Sagar, you said that if I drank all the water of time in this bottle, how old would I be?"

Saga didn't speak, just raised two fingers slightly.

"Two years?" Mo Tian was speechless, two years is better than nothing, at least you can store more spiritual power in your body, at least you will not be teased by Liu Feifei if you grow taller.

Saga shook his head and said slowly: "It's two months, if you want to grow two years longer, you have to drink at least ten times the water of time in your hand." ”

A child only feels a burst of blackness in front of his eyes, ten times?

If you really wait until the spring water of this spring of time condenses ten times the effort, you don't know how many hundred years have passed.

Mo Tian gritted his teeth fiercely, "I don't believe it, this spring can really be blocked." Curator Mo gestured and stretched out his finger and poked it into the small black hole.

Saga said faintly, "I advise you not to do such stupid things, there was a demigod who did this when the Spring of Time was just moved into Olympus and there was a blockage, guess what?"

"Originally, the water column flowed out and there was a bowl-sized fountain of time, and in the blink of an eye, it was the thickness of a baby's fist, and it is said that the poor demigod was later violently beaten by dozens of goddesses, and finally was stripped of his godhead and exiled forever......"

Mo Tian's fingers stopped in mid-air with Sagar's words, and stopped abruptly! He seemed to be thinking about whether the fountain of life would completely stop flowing with his thumb.

Saga seemed to like to look at Mo Tian's deflated expression, but he knew that Mo Tian looked angry on the surface, but in fact, his heart was as calm as a mirror, and any possible solution must have flashed in his head.

From Mo Tian's tenacious gaze, Saga could feel it

The kid in front of him didn't feel the slightest sense of despair, as if there was nothing in this world that could really knock him down!

On the other hand, Saga himself, although he has always maintained an indifferent look on his face, but from the first time he saw this little boy, his mind has been attracted to the boy, and his divine sense has been observing the boy's every move, curious about his identity, guessing the purpose of his coming.

That's why along the way, Saga would find ways again and again, play with them, and even provoke Mo Tian! But obviously, every time it ended in failure. Until now, although his face was anxious and depressed, his true divine light was hidden in his eyes, tightly.

His black jewel-like eyes were like the ocean streaks of motion, and naturally, the two flashes of magatama floated quietly. Whether it was the cyan boulder he had just seen or the Eye of the Goddess of Fate, he could stick to his heart and remain unmoved.

Sagar secretly sighed in his heart, no matter who he was, his observation from before to now gave him reason to believe that this person really had the ability to destroy Olympus, and came to such a conclusion, Saga didn't know whether he should be happy or worried in his heart, Saga cleared his throat and said to Mo Tian: "Actually, if you want the water of time, I may have a way here to help you." ”

Seeing Mo Tian's happy face, he didn't see the fluctuation of the divine light in his sight. "I remember that the depletion of the fountain of time even attracted the attention of the father Zeus, who personally approached the three goddesses of fate to ask why. The three goddesses of fate replied that the fountains of time have a life of their own, a consciousness of their own, and they are depleted because they are also old, and all we can do is wait for a new life. ”

Spring water also has life? Director Mo has seen a lot of grass and trees become essences, but the water flows into essences? That is really the first time......

"And ......," Saga showed a slightly hesitant look, "Sometimes, when I was cultivating on the bluestone, I faintly felt that there seemed to be another soul fluctuation on the top of this mountain, but when I came down carefully to check, there was nothing......

Soul fluctuations? Mo Tian seemed to have caught something at this moment, his expression moved, he ran to the side of the huge bluestone, turned over on the stone, and before he could sit cross-legged, he felt a wave of powerful spiritual power surging wildly, filling every corner of his body, and couldn't help but let out a hearty moan, obediently, this stone is going to go home for everything, isn't it just to destroy Olympus? !

Choosing a comfortable posture to do a good job, a trace of incomparably pure soul energy came out of the body, spiraling into an extremely fine filament under Mo Tian's fine control, and the exquisite control means made Saga on the side couldn't help but feel ashamed.

The tiny filament of the soul circled in the sky for a week, and then slowly burrowed into the hole called the spring.