The Lushui River is the largest and longest river on the Xuanyue Continent, originating from the Ribrose Mountains in the southwest, all the way to the east and north, crossing most of the Xuanye Continent, and finally flowing into the Beihai Sea after several twists and turns. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The Lushui River is very wide, the water flow is gentle, and it is a major artery of the Xuanyue Continent. Countless pedestrians and goods reach other parts of the mainland through the Lushui River, so the cities close to the Lushui River are very developed in commerce. Countless boats came and went on the Lushui River, reflecting the peaceful life of ordinary people on the Xuanyue Continent.

At this moment, there is a small passenger boat more than 20 meters long floating in the Lushui River. In the bow of the ship was a small round table with two cups of tea steaming, and a man and a woman sat beside it, and a young servant stood beside him.

The man is a human race, he is gentle and elegant, with black hair and black eyes, he is not handsome, but he is very attractive. Especially the star-like eyes, people can't help but be deeply attracted when they see it. The woman is obviously a blue spirit clan, with a tall figure, big eyes and a pretty nose, sexy blue lips slightly open, and a little charm in innocence. It's hard to forget.

In addition to the three masters and servants on the entire small passenger ship, only the two boatmen left at the stern of the boat. The boatman is a middle-aged half-orc couple, and the man is concentrating on the boat while the woman casts a net into the river. Today's guests want to eat the famous Lushui fish in the Lushui River, and they can't let the guests down.

At the round table, Mark looked at the scenery on the river for a while, and then stared with interest at the woman in the stern of the boat netting fish. I have to say that there are really a lot of fish in the Lushui River, and none of them have failed. However, there doesn't seem to be the lulu fish that Mark named to eat.

The boatwoman threw the fish weighing less than three catties back into the river, carefully put a few large fish into a large tank beside her, and then smiled at Mark from a distance, and continued to cast the fishing net.

Glancing at Lan Xi who was sitting on the side, it had been more than half an hour, and she hadn't moved since she had just taken a sip of tea when she sat down, and she had been closing her eyes to recuperate. Mark shook his head slightly:

"Lan Xi, I know that you work hard, but there is no need to be in such a hurry, right? You haven't rested since you returned the book to me half a month ago, right? ”

Lan Xi's eyelashes moved, then she opened her eyes and looked at Mark with apologies in her eyes: "I suddenly had some touches just now, so I meditated, how long has it been?"

"It's been more than an hour!" Mark said, gesturing to the blue moon in the sky.

"Ahh

"Oh?" said Mark, who suddenly became interested, "what witchcraft?"

"Look, my lord!" Lan Xi stretched out his hand, and whispered something in his mouth, and a tender branch suddenly grew on the wooden boat, and then soon grew longer and thicker, and the untouchable Xuanye was entangled, dragging it down on the bow of the boat. Xuanye, who was in the middle of the human level, struggled desperately, but couldn't break free.

"How?"

Lan Xi lifted it down and showed off. The more she comes into contact with Mark, the more she understands Mark's character, and as long as she doesn't touch on some sensitive topics, Mark is still very easy to get along with. It can be said that he is more approachable than some elders in the clan.

"So-so. Mark shook his head:

"But given that this is a world of extremely poor vitality, your performance is still remarkable. ”

As he spoke, Mark lightly pointed his finger in the air towards the Xuanye, and the young branches quickly shrank and finally disappeared. Xuanye, whose face was flushed, got up with a grunt, knelt down on one knee and said:

"Thank you, sir!"

Mark waved his hand and said to Lan Xi: "You better don't tease Xuan Ye, in the future, after I leave, I plan to arrange Xuan Ye to be by your side to protect you." ”

"Really?!" Lan Xi's eyes lit up, although Xuan Ye's strength is low now, he is also the one who has obtained the inheritance of the Mark Exercises, and his future achievements will be extraordinary with his qualifications.

"Well, I have traveled to the Xuanyue Continent in the past few months, and I have some thoughts, Xuanye, you also come over. I have an idea to talk to you about. As he spoke, Mark beckoned to Xuan Ye and motioned for him to sit down beside Lan Xi.

"The two of you are both people who have received my exercise inheritance, and your talents are not bad, I dare not say how high your achievements will be in the future, it is relatively easy to easily influence the victory or defeat of the blue and red spirit clans. ”

Speaking of this, Mark picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, while Lan Xi and Xuan Ye glanced at each other, and an indescribably complicated look flashed in their eyes.

"My lord, are you planning to leave?" the two of them asked in unison, both of them standing up, their tones thick with reluctance.

"It's not that time yet, but I'm afraid it's going to be soon. Mark shook his head, raised his right hand and pressed it down slightly, motioning for them to sit down, and then continued:

"Everything in the world has its raison d'être, and every creature is doing its own thing, and this forms the cycle of the whole world. Once a link is broken, the world may be in danger of collapsing. ”

Speaking of which, Mark looked at Lan Xi and Xuan Ye and found that they didn't seem to understand what they meant, so he had to continue:

"In the future, after you have achieved cultivation, I will not allow you to help either the Red Spirit Clan or the Blue Spirit Clan, you can act as a neutral force and not favor any side, this is what I ask of you. ”

"Ahh

Mark smiled, "Every living thing has the right to live. Will you promise me?"

"I promise you!" Xuan Ye spoke first.

"I-" Lan Xi frowned slightly, looked up at Mark again, and said nothing with a bitter face.

"It's just what I ask of you, and I won't do anything to you if you don't agree, but if you can't, I won't come back. ”

"Okay! I promise you!" Lan Xi spoke as soon as Mark's words fell, and she could feel that Mark was not joking.

"Then Xuanye, after I leave, you will follow Lan Xi and be responsible for protecting her. ”

"Yes, my lord!" Xuanye's still immature face was full of respect. For him, Mark is his master, in the Xuanyue Continent, the importance of his master is comparable to that of his parents, and he will definitely abide by Mark's orders.

Picking up the teacup again, Mark's eyes were suddenly drawn to a mountain not far away, and then he saw a strange statue at the top of the mountain.

The statue is a sight of a giant flying eagle taking to the skies. Soon after, he found another mountain on the other side of the river, and there was also a statue on this mountain, a dragon beast that roared in the sky. Mark stood up and looked into the distance, vaguely as if it was still there.

"The distance between the several convex mountains seems to be - not far. Mark muttered to himself, "Is it—"

"Impossible!" Soon Mark shook his head self-deprecatingly, "How can this kind of miniature world have such a big deal, it should just be a coincidence." ”

"Look, St. Peter's City is almost here!" Lan Xi suddenly pointed to the distance and shouted excitedly. The excitement on his face was palpable.

"St. Peter's City?" Mark followed Lan Xi's direction, and in the distance a towering isolated mountain peak loomed into the sky.

"Is that the legendary Holy City of your Spirit Race?"

Mark raised his eyes and looked out, although he hadn't seen the city yet, but it was the first time he had seen such a high mountain in the Xuanyue Continent, and it was indeed a wonder.

"That's right, that's the holy mountain of our Spirit Race, and every dead Spirit Race will be buried in the Holy Land, including other strong people of all races who sacrificed for my Spirit Race, as well as all creatures who have contributed to my Spirit Race.

Legend has it that once we are buried in the Holy Land, our souls can enter heaven. Lan Xi looked feverishly in the direction of the holy mountain with adoring eyes.

"Holy Mountain, Holy Land, St. Peter's City?" Mark's gaze once again fell on several convex mountains not far away, and suddenly asked:

"The sculptures on the top of a few convex mountains over there are a bit interesting, aren't they?"

"That's right, there are a total of eighty-one stone statues surrounding the entire St. Peter's City, as well as forty-nine white jade statues on the city wall, plus sixteen crystal statues in the inner city, each of which is on the same level, which is spectacular!"

Mark's face was silent, but he was secretly calculating in his heart: "Eighty-one, forty-nine, sixteen, there should be nine and one, this is a giant formation, this is at least more than two hundred kilometers away from St. Peter's City, who bothered so much to arrange such a huge formation? This giant formation is at least a third-level formation, or even above."

In this kind of miniature world, spending so much money is just to help the Spirit Race get a holy city? There is a great possibility that there is a big secret hidden in it, and this big secret must be in the so-called holy place.

"Lan Xi, has anyone ever entered the Spirit Clan Holy Land in St. Peter's City?" Mark asked quietly.

"Of course not! Opening the gates of the Holy Land requires our priest to chant a special incantation. So it's not that the Spirit Race can't get in at all. And it is said in the teachings of the ancestors: Only corpses and those who are about to die are allowed to enter, not even our high priest is allowed to enter, but all those who go in have never come out. It is recorded in history that there have been a few sages who did not believe in evil and forced themselves to enter, but none of them were able to get out. ”

Speaking of this, Lan Xi suddenly looked at Mark nervously:

"Your Excellency, you don't want to go in too, do you? There's nothing good in here, except for dead people and dead people, and there might be danger inside, my lord!"

Mark looked at the holy mountain expressionlessly: "Don't worry, it's just a miniature world, and there is no place to trap me yet!"

"Those Sage Lords who went in should have thought the same way!" Lan Xi said anxiously.

"You don't have to worry about this!" Mark's face became a little serious.

As the passenger ships continued to advance, the city of St. Peter gradually unfolded before Mark's eyes, and it was indeed magnificent, the whole city was a circular structure, enclosing the holy mountain inside. The Lushui River makes a bend here, and it just so encircles St. Peter's again, leaving only a narrow plain to the south to communicate with the outside world. It's a natural city that's easy to defend and hard to attack. It is also a battleground for soldiers.

Of course, St. Peter's City is far worse than the Ice Fields Holy City where Mark is located, but in Mark's opinion, this place can indeed be called the largest city in the Xuanyue Continent, even much larger than Blue Spirit City, and much more majestic.

The Holy City of the Spirit Race is truly extraordinary!(To be continued.) )