The bluestones in the jade bucket are all peach blossom mountain stones that have been refined by the mixed yuan ruyi method, and they have already been refined into a bucket of mixed yuan ruyi stones.

An ordinary magic weapon like the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stone is not treated as a valuable object under the Daohai Sect Yuan. Only those who are not qualified enough, when the Taoist position reaches the ninth or eighth grade, and then cannot be promoted, and can only be transferred to a civil and military position, they often leave a mixed yuan ruyi stone in their hands, and practice it with their hearts, which is regarded as a treasure of self-defense, and it is also a thought for their own period of spiritual career.

However, the bucket of mixed yuan ruyi stones in the hands of Xia Yuan Taiyijun is a different custom.

At the beginning, Wei Ye sent Bai Lijun to guard Peach Blossom Mountain, and deliberately dug the mountain into a pool, not only hollowing out a peach blossom mountain into a jade wave pool, but also taking the mountain roots and earth qi in the mountain rocks, and placing it in the jade bucket for a long time.

At this moment, the mixed yuan ruyi stone cooperated with the Shenyue town method, and the mountain spirit and earth qi collected in the peach blossom mountain stone immediately echoed with the Shenyue town law, evolving the mountain shape, connecting the earth roots, and evolving the true form of Nanyue.

On the rocky pan that gradually settles in the skull port, I see the purple cover connecting the heavenly pillars, the stone piles are full of Zhurong, the peaks are like surging on the ground, and the mountains are abruptly supporting the blue sky!

The rock pan that was originally broken under the seismic technique made the seawater of the skull harbor pour in, and at this moment the Nanyue mountain shape was formed, there was a vigorous and vigorous air extraction, and the rocks were everywhere, and the big ** surge, like a long whale making waves, turned into a wave peak!

It is said to be the peak of the waves, but under the suppression of the Shenyue Town Law, it is more like a series of natural fountains, bringing up salty and slightly fishy sea water, and scattering into a vast mist between the mountains.

The sea fog fills the air, and in a blink of an eye, there is a scene of steaming clouds, shrouding the entire skull harbor in the vast clouds, and only the shadows of the Nanyue peaks petrified by the mixed yuan ruyi are more than enough in the sea fog.

But seeing the peaks forming a ridge and the side peaks, it seems that the vermilion bird is flapping its wings like flying, and there is the sound of the waves, accompanied by the roar of Ulhalindaurus, turning into a tidal sound, and it is no longer clear what is happening in this sea fog.

On the Black Rod Tower, the bigwigs of Waterdeep City are also adjusting various magical observation equipment almost at the same time-

The telescope with the True Perception Technique and the crystal ball with the prophecy magic enhanced flashed with dazzling light, but under the cover of the sea fog, all that could be seen was a chaotic fog.

One of the Arcane Instructors of the Tower of Order pondered for a moment, then took off the mage's pointed hat on his head, and took out more than a dozen crystals carved into the shape of an eyeball from the hat, and threw them out the window.

This action immediately alerted most of Waterdeep's spellcasters to the fact that the mage towers and temples had precious gem eyes and cheap glass beads flying in the atmosphere.

Perhaps in terms of price, Hua crystal, gemstone beads and cheap glass balls are not on the same level, but these beautiful and transparent beads have all become winged eyeballs in mid-air.

Golden dragon-winged eyeballs, white feathered eyeballs, pitch-black purgatory eyeballs, and all kinds of flying magic eyes flew towards the sea fog of Skull Harbor.

But as the cute little eyeballs approached the edge of the sea fog that permeated Skull Harbor, Ulharindoros's angry roar rang out again.

In the roar of the dragon, the thunder light leaped between the sea fog, turning into a blanket power grid and falling suddenly.

The cheapest glass magic eyes couldn't support the massive lightning blast in the first place, and in the blink of an eye, they fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of molten glass slurry.

However, those peeping magic eyes that used gems and Hua crystals also did not fall into good shapes, and as soon as the thunder net swallowed and sucked, these expensive magic eyes were involved in the thunder net, and at the same time, they were also disconnected from the spiritual power of their owners.

On the Black Rod Tower, Marco was not surprised to find the complaints and excitement of the wizards from the Tower of Order:

"Peeking into the MONOCULUS failed!"

"Very powerful magic force field, it seems to be specially set up for prophecy magic!"

"It's a feeling...... Could it be the most famous ...... of the ancient elven kingdom?"

"Lost locks! A lost lock that only an ancient magician who has mastered the magic of the High Elves knows how to set it!"

"The loss of some peeps is nothing, the ancient Mystery Lock is the highest achievement of elven magic, how can it appear under the Skull Harbor?"

"As the most powerful product of ancient magic, it must be figured out at all costs!"

The Arcane Instructors, who were so absorbed in spending time between scrolls and spells, even connected to the crystal ball of the Black Rod Tower very directly and recklessly. As the acting lord of Waterdeep, Marco once again felt the gap between himself and Kelburn Blackrod in terms of prestige, status, and spellcaster's strength:

"Lord Marco of the Hubbell family, do you see it? A Mystery Lock has appeared in Skull Harbor! This is the crystallization of the supreme art of ancient elven magic, and it is a rare magic that even the Grand Arcanists of the Ancient Nethrel Empire want to get a glimpse of!

Needless to say, this one must be the old pedant who is obsessed with the mystical knowledge of "magic" itself.

Other mages tried to persuade Marco with more "political" reasons: "Your Excellency the Acting City Lord, have you ever heard of the former City of Singing City Mi Stronor? The reason why the forest city created by the elves has been able to maintain glory, wealth, openness and peace for thousands of years is because the ancient elven magicians created the powerful royal city lock, which created the legendary city of songs. If we can master this ancient mystery lock technique......"

- But the City of Songs, protected by a powerful Chain, was eventually destroyed by the Dark Alliance.

Although he wanted to reply to the absolute prescription so directly, Marco finally gave up the idea after looking at the chattering magician's lightly pigmented skin, as well as the light eyes and pointed ears characteristic of the moon elves.

Compared to these relatively polite mages, the sturdy old mage with a big beard and a quarter of dwarven blood was too straightforward:

"Lord Marko, I know that you are only an agent of the 'Black Staff'. It's okay, please help us get in touch with the Black Rod himself, this important matter should be decided by the strongest and most just man among us!"

- Lord Kelburn is not only the Lord of Waterdeep, but he is also the chosen of the Goddess of Magic, one of the most favored mages of the Mother of Mysteries. So he is working with legendary magicians such as Ilminster, the Great Sage of the Shadow Valley, and Hembo, the Queen of the Storm, to investigate the anomalies in the Enok Desert, is it necessary to inform the entire Tower of Order about this matter?

Just when the acting city lord Marko was surrounded by excited magicians, the lame old priest in the temple of Tyre looked a little tired.

He sat down at his desk piled high with the text of the law, gently tugged at the woolen blanket that had fallen to his knees, and stopped the priests from trying to use magic to spy on the sea mist:

"Stop, the wizards of the Tower of Order, who have lost their awake minds in the vast canopy of books and incantations, and have wasted all their ingenuity in the web woven by the Mother of Mysteries. But as an adventurer who once broke into the labyrinth of leylines beneath Skull Harbor, I knew exactly what was hidden in the sea fog. It wasn't the magic lock created by the ancient elven magicians, and anyone who wanted to find the supreme magic mysteries of the ancient elven kingdom in that mist was destined to be disappointed......"

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"Because it's just a clumsy imitation of an old wizard. ”

Holding the jade bucket in his hand, Xia Yuan Taiyijun sat cross-legged on top of the sea mist, feeling the power that gushed out from the cracks below the skull harbor.

It was an existence that was connected and woven by countless spells and magic arrays, and it was originally forcibly fixed between the layers of rock in an extremely delicate but unstable state.

However, with the dual destruction of Ulharin Doros's powerful seismic technique and his own Shenyue Town Method, those spells and magic arrays fixed in the underground labyrinth were distorted to a considerable extent. And this distorted incantation, under the suppression of the Shenyue Town Method, retained most of its power, and with the process of connecting the earth qi with the grains of Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stone, it became one with the Mixed Yuan Ruyi Stone.

Although there are many types of incantations, they have only one function, and all of them are used to counter various prophetic magic.

The so-called prophecy magic is also a big category. Divination techniques such as astrological signs, tarot cards, and six-man divine calculations played by warlocks can be regarded as prophetic magic, and the oracles sent by the gods to human beings and the magical powers of Buddhism that claim to be able to investigate the cause and effect of the three worlds in the long river of time can also be regarded as prophetic magic in a broad sense.

In this world, whether it is to connect supernatural beings such as gods and demons to obtain "oracles" or "devil answers", or to use magic to spy into the future, or simply to use magic such as the Magic Eye to peep, it is considered a type of prophetic magic.

The people who created those spells seem to hate this kind of magic called "prophecy", which is actually "voyeurism", and the spells set up in the underground labyrinth are specially designed to isolate all kinds of prophetic magic voyeurism.

Those incantations are so exquisitely connected and so tightly protected that even if Xia Yuan Taiyijun wants to get a glimpse of the mysteries, it will take a lot of effort.

But now, these connection spells have a much better use, to keep out the prying eyes of the onlookers in Waterdeep.

Although it is attached to the body of Idrir, Xia Yuan Taiyijun is a god of the other world who has wandered on the earth after all, and naturally has no good feelings for any voyeurism.

Under the Xia Yuan Taiyijun, who was sitting cross-legged, the mixed Yuan Ruyi Stone with the shape of the seventy-two peaks of Nanyue was still rumbling, and the sea fog was filled, and the peaks were stretched like flying, and the peaks and peaks were holding up the skulls of the residents of Harbor who had not escaped from this catastrophic area.

It's just that under the interference of the sea fog that can naturally disturb people's five senses, as well as the interlocking spells gushing out of the underground labyrinth, it is difficult for anyone to get a real impression.

Among the peaks, the roar of Ulhalin Daurus is still the same, although there is a thousand jun gravity, and there is a heavy sea fog that disturbs the five senses, but the strong vitality of an old black dragon can always resist more.

The black wings swollen among the peaks, and the dragon's head, which was so shriveled that it seemed to have only a skull left, opened its mouth from time to time and sang the dragon language—

If Xia Yuan Taiyijun has an in-depth understanding of the local magic system, then Dragon Language, Elven Language, Celestial Language, and Abyssal Language are the four compulsory foreign language courses.

However, unfortunately, Idriel, who was possessed by Xia Yuan Taiyijun, was a demon worshipper, and except for the elven language, that is, he knew a little about the abyssal language and the celestial language, and he couldn't hear what the old dragon was shouting.

In fact, it was very simple, when the underground labyrinth was flooded by the sea, and the magic force field formed by countless spells was connected with the shape of Nanyue Mountain, Ulharin Daurus knew that it was difficult to find those fragments of teleportation and defense spells from these chaotic spells. So there's only one thing this old dragon can do:

Call back the old madman who created this underground labyrinth.

He called out in the language of the dragon the name that had been passed down from generation to generation in bedside horror stories for the inhabitants of Waterdeep: "Hyraster Black Robe!"

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Under the Xia Yuan Taiyijun, who was sitting cross-legged, the mixed Yuan Ruyi Stone with the shape of the seventy-two peaks of Nanyue was still rumbling, and the sea fog was filled, and the peaks were stretched like flying, and the peaks and peaks were holding up the skulls of the residents of Harbor who had not escaped from this catastrophic area.

It's just that under the interference of the sea fog that can naturally disturb people's five senses, as well as the interlocking spells gushing out of the underground labyrinth, it is difficult for anyone to get a real impression.

Among the peaks, the roar of Ulhalin Daurus is still the same, although there is a thousand jun gravity, and there is a heavy sea fog that disturbs the five senses, but the strong vitality of an old black dragon can always resist more.

The black wings swollen among the peaks, and the dragon's head, which was so shriveled that it seemed to have only a skull left, opened its mouth from time to time and sang the dragon language—

If Xia Yuan Taiyijun has an in-depth understanding of the local magic system, then Dragon Language, Elven Language, Celestial Language, and Abyssal Language are the four compulsory foreign language courses.

However, unfortunately, Idriel, who was possessed by Xia Yuan Taiyijun, was a demon worshipper, and except for the elven language, that is, he knew a little about the abyssal language and the celestial language, and he couldn't hear what the old dragon was shouting.

In fact, it was very simple, when the underground labyrinth was flooded by the sea, and the magic force field formed by countless spells was connected with the shape of Nanyue Mountain, Ulharin Daurus knew that it was difficult to find those fragments of teleportation and defense spells from these chaotic spells. So there's only one thing this old dragon can do:

Call back the old madman who created this underground labyrinth.

He called out in the language of the dragon the name that had been passed down from generation to generation in bedside horror stories for the inhabitants of Waterdeep: "Hyraster Black Robe!"