Versatile Mage: Demon Panel, unlimited alchemy

The next day's early sun penetrated the curtains, forming fine spots of light that sprinkled on the faces of the three people. Han Lan stretched drowsily. He slept very comfortably last night. He picked up his phone and saw that it was already nine o'clock.

The two beautiful figures beside him were still sleeping in the Begonia Spring. Han Lan kissed them awake one by one. Jiang Shaoxu and Asharuya could no longer pretend, and got up and washed up, laughing and playing.

At the dinner table, Han Lan took a bite of a pancake wrapped with green onions on his left hand, a bean paste bun on his right hand, and took a big sip of the century egg and lean meat porridge. Jiang Shaoxu and Asharuya opened their cherry mouths and ate small bites of shrimp wonton.

After breakfast, Asharuya went to practice her dark magic. Jiang Shaoxu looked hesitant and seemed to want to say something.

"Xuxu, my dear wife, what's wrong?" Han Lan asked.

"Brother Lan, you promised me that you would go to the sky layer of Qinling Mountains to see the legendary holy waterfall. You haven't forgotten it, have you?" Jiang Shaoxu said with a hint of resentment on his foxy face.

"How could that be? I'll go there with you, my dear wife Xuxu, later, okay?" Han Lan smiled and comforted her.

"That's good enough. Come, I can't eat so many shrimp wontons. I'll give them to you, Brother Lan. Open your mouth. Ah~~" Jiang Shaoxu's face flashed with a triumphant smile when he heard this, and he picked up a wonton with chopsticks and fed it to Han Lan.

"It's delicious." Han Lan said with a smile.

He bit a bean paste bun and motioned Jiang Shaoxu to eat with him. The air seemed to be filled with the sour smell of dog food.

It is worth mentioning that Han Lan divided the remains of the holy totem white tiger into two. After carefully studying Mo Fan's little loach, part of the white tiger's original power and golden tiger bones were refined by Han Lan into a white tiger pendant version of the totem vessel.

She gave it to Jiang Shaoxu, who then became the guardian of the White Tiger Holy Totem. She was so excited that she "rewarded" Han Lan.

This time, the identity of the guardian of the Holy Totem White Tiger, combined with the charming Jiang Shaoxu in the "reward" state, is a professional match (w).

Most of the White Tiger's original power and the inheritance of the Gengjin Law were given to the little white tiger. After sleeping and refining, the little white tiger's strength increased greatly, and he was promoted to the supreme monarch level like a rocket.

After the two of them finished their breakfast lovingly, Han Lan took Jiang Shaoxu on a Lugia and flew straight towards the Qinling Mountains.

"Fufufu~~!!"

Lugia flapped a pair of large wind wings and flew in the wind. In just a few minutes, he approached the Qinling tribe.

The danger level of Qinling Mountains for other mages is even higher than that of Dongting Lake. The threat and air control power of feather monsters far exceed those of amphibious lizard-headed monsters, at least this is the case when the mage has a certain anti-air power before being promoted to a high level.

But for Han Lan today, there are no big monsters or demons in the Qinling Mountains that can threaten a six-element forbidden spell wizard.

He accompanied Jiang Shaoxu to the Qinling Mountains this time, which was actually equivalent to a trip to see the Cangmu Wind Layer, the Cloud Realm Sky Layer that had never appeared in the Yuhuang Holy Scripture in the original work, and the legendary Holy Waterfall.

The Qinling Mountains are steep and most of the mountain roads are like hanging mountain paths. On the inside are thick and majestic mountains, and on the outside are steep cliffs and deep valleys. The howling wind will sweep across all living things in the Qinling Mountains from time to time.

"Violent!!"

"Violent!!!"

With Lugia leading the way, some patrolling feathered monsters along the way could only flap their wings in panic and flee when faced with the suppression of their rank, not daring to reveal the slightest vulture-like bloodthirstiness.

After all, the aura of this strange feathered monster in front of him was too terrifying. Even the leader of the patrolling feathered monsters, Moshan Yujun, was not as good as a dish in front of Lugia.

Flapping its snow-white wings, Lugia flew straight through the Luling Rift Valley, over the Dahengling Ridge, and gradually approached the Baiba Mountains.

Baiba Mountain is a huge group of peaks. The peculiarity of these peaks is that they are all isolated mountains, and they all have a momentum of rising from the ground and towering into the clouds!

Since these peaks are covered with many ancient magical plants, when you enter the range of Baiba Mountain, what you actually see is not the rugged arrangement of different heights like Tianyan Peak. Instead, you will often see a large vine forest that is almost floating in the air!

The lush trees will stretch out all kinds of thick branches, often stretching from one mountain to the cliff of another mountain. When hundreds of such domineering mountains are intertwined with those covering green ancient plants, they form a high-altitude peak forest!

Han Lan and Jiang Shaoxu arrived at the right time. The Feather Emperor Ceremony was just in its opening stage. A large number of feather demon commanders and monarchs of various tribes were soaring upwards with the power of the rising wind.

“Roar!!!”

Lugia opened his huge beak and roared out a roar that shocked everyone. The sub-emperor-level pressure swept across the entire field, causing a double shock to the body and soul, announcing that a new competitor had joined the battlefield.

The flying feathered demon leaders flapped their wings and let out a few low cries of panic, then stopped at a height close to the Cangmu wind layer and began to watch the show.

The feathered demon monarchs who were already flying within the range of the Cangmu wind layer could no longer sit still. They kept flapping their wings desperately, trying to reach a higher flying altitude so as to gain more say in the feathered tribe.

The reason is simple. Right now, a sub-emperor-level feather demon has inexplicably broken into the Feather Emperor Ceremony. It seems that they will not be able to become the Feather Emperor this time.

Han Lan and Jiang Shaoxu sat on Lugia's broad snow-white feather back. The gusting wind along the way was completely blocked by a thick dark blue super-energy shield. The power of controlling the wind enhanced the talent [Control of Air Flow (Storm)], which made Lugia like a fish in water in the sky.

"Brother Han Lan, look there's a burning bird over there. Even those commander-level feathered monsters can't withstand this altitude, and it's still flying?" Jiang Shaoxu said, pointing to a bloody black-winged feathered bird not far away.

"The bloodline of this burning bird is very pure, and what is even more precious is its indomitable soul. It is using the Su wind to shave its feathers, regenerate, and shave its feathers again, constantly honing its feathers so that it can regrow tougher feathers to adapt to the Su wind." Han Lan said.

In the original book, the burning bird had its feathers worn out, underwent countless physical healings, and endured countless physical and mental tortures, just to get that tragic result.

Finally, it turned into a red bird, one of the four righteous souls of the Evil Saint King Mofan, which is the strong soul among the four righteous souls: righteousness, justice, loyalty and firmness.

The soul of the red bird dares to compete with the sky, and its heart is stronger than gold. Only then can it withstand everything, and eventually its soul will usher in nirvana awakening.

Red bird.

Flame magpie.

Flame Sun Sculpture.

Chongming divine bird.

Holy Feather Suzaku!

Every feathered monster is a red bird, and every time it soars into the sky, it is for nirvana and rebirth!

The experience of the Strong Soul Red Bird describes a legendary myth. That legend belongs to the Divine Fire Phoenix, and it also belongs to the myth of the Holy Feathered Vermillion Bird...