Journey of the Infinite Wizard

Taklimakan Desert!

The Uyghur language means ‘the sea of ​​death’ and ‘you can’t get in or out’. Although its area cannot be compared with that of the Sahara, the common characteristics of the desert are that there are not many dangers.

This is also a place that the Silk Road of the Han Dynasty must pass, and it carries the trade between China and the West.

Although the Silk Road has long since disappeared, the Taklimakan Desert has truly recorded the glorious trade road.

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The first element of survival in the desert is water!

You can take nothing to eat, but you must bring a water source. A large amount of water can guarantee your survival.

This is for ordinary people!

For someone with extraordinary abilities like Jiang Ning, the desert terrain is completely ignored by him. He was just facing the wind and Yuyu, standing proudly under the sky.

The ring of the devil in his hand flashed a red light on the appalling eye sockets.

The red light points far away, and when I look at it, the endless sea of ​​sand seems to cover the sky and the sun, and a small red line stretches out here, pointing to a certain place.

Slightly hesitated, and walked away from behind.

…

"Finally... got it!"

Although the elf's face was tired, his mood was extremely happy.

After untold hardships, I finally succeeded in getting the Sealed Bottle in the depths of the Great Rift Valley. Although the location of the Sealed Bottle is in the middle of the Great Rift Valley, the depth of several kilometers and the water pressure brought it a strong sense of oppression.

Fortunately, all this hard work is worth it.

"The task given by the master is finally completed."

The expression on the face of the elf is extremely excited, and the huge blue body is constantly making all kinds of funny and weird movements in mid-air. In this way of behavior, vent the joy in its heart.

"Yep?"

At this time, the elf heard a squeaky voice, turned its head to look, and easily found the human beings hidden in the forest.

"orangutan?"

Such a thought suddenly popped up in his head, and was immediately thrown away by it: "Impossible, how can the orangutan be so thin." When I looked at it carefully, he chuckled: "It turns out to be a local human. It looks really ugly. ."

After seeing the elves spotting them, these natives knelt on the ground in fear and worshipped the elves.

They are extremely low-civilized, but they cannot recognize the identity of the elves.

In their minds, this kind of giant standing in the sky out of thin air, with a huge figure and a strange appearance, is a god! Aboriginal humans kept kneeling and kowtow, while some indigenous people spread out fresh palm leaves on the ground, and freshly picked fruits were placed on the leaves. Anyway, this kind of fruit is abundant in the forest.

"Take me as a god?"

The huge body of the elf looked with interest at the pitch-black earthen who kept kneeling down below him with interest. I don't know what kind of heart it came from. It moved its body, slowly approached, and then landed.

"%￥#*&..."

Seeing the gods descend, the natives said something silly, and then kept bringing fruits, respectfully placing them on the palm leaves in front of the elf's eyes. Kneeling on the ground, waiting motionlessly for the gods to enjoy.

"No wonder there are many guys who like to go to such a civilized and backward place to be a god. It turns out that it is because of the feeling of being worshipped by others that it is so beautiful!"

The elves recalled that in the past, many guys tried every means to come to the world, relying on their weird looks and peculiar abilities, they were worshipped as gods by the world.

In fact, this feeling of getting something for nothing is too refreshing.

Just sit on the throne and reveal a little trick from time to time, and there will be countless mortals serving you with all their heart and soul.

"If I hadn't been sealed by King Solomon, I'm afraid I would stay somewhere now and become the **** among the ordinary people." The elf thought a little longingly.

After resting for a while, the elf stood up and was about to leave, but was stopped by those indigenous people who kept bowing down. It thought for a while, waved a radiance, and then turned and left.

After it left, the natives stayed in place one by one, and there seemed to be some changes in their bodies.

…

"What the master said is this little island!"

Looking at the island below, the elf was a little uncertain, and then deliberately turned into a map, after careful identification, Fang nodded with satisfaction and landed on the island.

The island of Mauritius in the tenth century was deserted. Except for wild animals, no humans existed at all. After carefully sensing the terrain of the whole island, the elf nodded in satisfaction.

"The master didn't arrive, and the **** Vasak didn't come." It laughed happily: "Haha, I was the first to complete the task assigned by the master! Hahahaha!"

The unbridled laughter shocked the animals on the island.

Then the elves rose up, flew to the central area of ​​the island, and landed on a low mountain. It also deliberately chose a place with a slightly flat terrain, and flattened the land with magical powers, after which its eyes burst into endless blue light. Then, I saw a splendid manor appear out of thin air!

As if dissatisfied again, it immediately waved its hand, and suddenly a large swath of vines with fruitful fruits appeared out of nowhere. Between each other, they are placed in an orderly manner.

"The host will definitely be satisfied here!"

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"call!"

Vasak returned to the surface, taking a heavy breath of cold Antarctic air. His spirit seemed quite exhausted, and it was obvious that his actions were not smooth. However, there is excitement and joy hidden in his eyes.

"Vassak!"

"You betrayer!"

"Shameful traitor... I curse you, Vasak!"

…

"To shut up!"

Vasak roared rudely, and looked at the cloth bag on his waist dismissively: "You lingering fellows, don't deserve to argue with me! What's more, now you are heavily sealed, even if you are interdependent, you have survived until now. But. You, how much power can threaten me? I am different from you, I am now in its heyday, and..."

"And what? Vasak!"

"what are you planning to do?"

"Hey, Befrons! You who are good at astrology, can you give it a try? See what I plan on earth!"

Befrons: "..."

At the end, Befrons’ voice came: “Don’t treat us like this, Vasak! We came from **** and finally came to the world but were sealed by Solomon’s enslavement. Now you are completely out of trouble. Shouldn’t you be helped? Are we out of trouble? The world is so big, you can't swallow the whole world by yourself!"

"Hehehe!"

Vasago smiled disdainfully: "Who told you that I want to swallow the world by myself? I will dedicate you to my master!"

"Your master?" Befrons was surprised: "Who is he? What do you want to do, Vasak!"

"What are you doing?"

Caressing his chin playfully, looking maliciously at the bag full of the devil: "By then, you will know. My...brother!!!"

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In northwest China, somewhere in the Teklamakan Desert, in an underground temple.

On a weird altar, there are two weird bottles on which there are countless mantras and decrees written on the altar and the bottles! What is curious is that there are not only mantras written in Hebrew, but also scripts of other peoples, and even...Chinese characters!

"Could it be that the seal inside has been discovered by other people? These people recognized the seal, so they didn't open the seal rashly, but strengthened the seal again?"

After much deliberation, it seems that only this explanation is correct.

"It's just, why there are only two sealed bottles here, there should be four. Where are those two bottles?" Looking down at the devil's ring in his hand, the devil's empty eye sockets are full of red light. Did not dissipate, continue to guide here.

"There are institutions!"

"Ding!"

The all-seeing eyes hung in front of his chest lit up, the golden brilliance was hazy, and the strangely opened eyes kept looking around. All the secrets of the underground temple, all at a glance.

"found it!"

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In the remote Indian Ocean, on the island of Mauritius, of course, the name of this island has long since changed. Mauritius, the name of its later generations, does not exist in this tenth century.

In order to please its owner, the elves exaggeratedly engraved the word ‘witch’ on the highest peak of the island, symbolizing the name of the island.

On this day, the elf was lying on a rocking chair all by himself, drinking tea from his cup. Tasting the unique pastries, waiting silently.

Of course, the rocking chair, teacup, tea and pastries are all stolen from China.

"boring!"

Looking at the big sun above his head, the elf teased the Kestrel standing on its wrist boredly. After a while, he said silently.

"I think you'll enjoy it, giant spirit!"

"Vassak!!"

The elf looked back and saw Vasak floating beside it, looking at it with his arms folded.

I went back lazily again, eyes half-opened and half-closed: "Vasak, your speed is too slow!"

"Humph!"

Vasak didn't bother to look at the slack look of the elf. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com looked at the manor behind him: "The house is well done!" The elf did not answer. Vasak asked again, "Master, haven't you come back yet?" "

"No!" At the end, another sentence was added: "But it's coming soon!"

Vasak nodded silently. They both returned, and Jiang Ning must be back soon.

Inviting a rocking chair, Vasak changed into the image of a polite middle-aged noble again, lying on the rocking chair lazily, took out the cakes on the table and ate.

This caused the elves to look frequently and curl their lips in dissatisfaction.

At this moment...

boom!

A loud noise like a cloud burst came, and the elves and Vasak looked up, and a dark, twisting portal appeared out of thin air in the distant sky. Immediately afterwards, a figure in a black robe leaped over.

"Master, here it is!"

He said silently in his heart, his movements were not slow at all, and he greeted them one after another.