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Li Yi stood at the entrance of the Elf Forest, and before him was a mysterious and ancient forest. The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, forming mottled light and shadows, as if inviting him to enter this fantasy world. He took a deep breath, and with curiosity and expectation, he stepped into this legendary Elf Forest.

The air in the forest was unusually fresh, and with every step one could feel the vitality of the earth. The trees around were tall and ancient, as if telling a thousand-year-old story. Li Yi walked carefully, fearing to disturb the tranquility. Suddenly, a pleasant sound came, and he looked up, only to see a group of beautiful elves dancing on the treetops, their figures light and glittering.

The elves seemed to notice Li Yi's arrival. They gathered around him curiously and talked to him in soft voices. Although Li Yi could not understand the elves' language, he felt their friendliness and kindness from their eyes and actions. One of the elves stretched out her hand and pointed to the depths of the forest. Li Yi understood what she meant and followed her.

They came to an open area where more elves gathered. Li Yi looked at these beautiful creatures in amazement. Some of them were playing music, some were weaving garlands, and some were performing magic. An elderly elf walked up to Li Yi and said in an ancient and solemn language: "Welcome, friend of mankind. We are glad that you are here to share this peace and beauty with us."

Li Yi nodded excitedly. He looked around and saw an elf waving his hand gently, and a withered flower bloomed again, full of vitality. Another elf pointed with a magic wand, and a stream began to flow, clear to the bottom. Li Yi marveled at these magical powers. He had never seen such a wonderful sight.

The elves invited Li Yi to join their celebration. They gathered together, singing and dancing, celebrating the gift of nature. Li Yi was also infected by this joyful atmosphere. He celebrated with the elves and felt this pure joy. When night fell, the elves lit up the forest with magic. The twinkling lights were like the stars in the night sky, beautiful beyond words.

Li Yi lay on the soft grass, looking up at the starry sky, his heart full of emotion. He had never thought that he could witness such a fantastic scene and spend such a wonderful time with these beautiful elves. He knew that this experience would remain in his heart forever and become the most precious memory of his life.

Just as he was immersed in this beauty, the old elf walked up to him again and said with a smile: "Friend of mankind, thank you for coming. We hope you can bring this message of peace and beauty back to your world and let more people know that nature is our common home and we need to cherish and protect it."

Li Yi nodded solemnly. He understood the elves' expectations. He knew that he had an important mission. He wanted to tell more people what he saw and heard here, so that people would realize the importance of protecting nature. He stood up, said goodbye to the elves, and promised to complete this mission.

Li Yi left the Elf Forest with this precious memory and mission and returned to the human world. He knew that his life would change from then on, and he wanted to pass this message of peace and beauty to everyone to make the world a better place.

In the ancient magic world, there is an extremely powerful forbidden magic spell - the rain of meteors. This spell is mastered by a magician named Li Yi, who is a gifted magician with powerful magic power and high magic comprehension. In a crisis that concerns the survival of the entire magic world, Li Yi waved the scepter in his hand and read out this terrifying spell loudly.

The scepter in Li Yi's hand was forged from ancient wood and star fragments. The scepter was inlaid with a dazzling sapphire, emitting a mysterious and powerful magical wave. When he waved the scepter and chanted "raining meteors", the whole sky suddenly became dark, as if all the light was swallowed up. Then, countless meteors emerged from the cracks in the sky and hit the ground like raindrops.

These meteors are not ordinary meteorites, but fragments of stars that contain powerful magical energy. As they fall, they burn with blue flames, dragging long tails that illuminate the entire night sky. Each meteor carries the power of destruction. Wherever it passes, mountains collapse and the ground cracks, and flames rise, as if the end of the world has come.

However, the meteor showers are not indiscriminate attacks. Li Yi, with his precise control of magic, can guide the meteors to attack specific targets. In this crisis, the magic world is being invaded by a large army of demons from another world. These demons have powerful strength and cruel nature, intending to destroy the magic world and enslave all living beings.

Facing such a powerful enemy, ordinary magic attacks are difficult to work, and only forbidden spells such as the meteor shower can compete with it. Li Yi stood on the top of a high mountain, looking firmly at the battlefield ahead. He waved his scepter, controlled the meteor shower, and accurately struck the demon army.

The impact of the meteor brought great destructive power, and the demons were reduced to ashes under the bombardment of the meteor. However, there were also powerful generals in the demon army, who relied on their powerful magic shields to barely resist the attack of the meteor. Seeing this, Li Yi gritted his teeth and waved the scepter more vigorously to increase the output of magic.

As more meteors fell, the shields of the demon generals gradually broke and were eventually swallowed by the meteors. On the entire battlefield, the demon army suffered heavy losses under the ravages of the meteor shower and gradually collapsed. In the end, with the joint efforts of Li Yi and other magicians, the demon army was completely defeated and the magic world was preserved.

However, using a forbidden spell like the Meteor Shower is not without cost. After Li Yi cast this powerful spell, his magic power was almost exhausted, and his body was severely backlashed. He fell to the ground weakly, blood oozing from the corners of his mouth, but a relieved smile appeared on his face.

Li Yi stood on the top of the mountain, the long sword in his hand flashing coldly in the afterglow of the setting sun. He took a deep breath, and the surging fighting spirit in his body was like a rushing river, continuously pouring into the long sword. As he swung his arm, the long sword cut through the air, bringing with it a sharp whistling sound, as if it was going to cut everything in the world in half.

Dou Qi is a mysterious and powerful force. It is the airflow formed by the warriors who practice internal skills and stimulate the potential of their bodies. In this world, the level of Dou Qi directly determines the strength of the warriors. As a gifted young warrior, Li Yi's Dou Qi is so strong that it far exceeds that of his peers, and even makes many seniors amazed.

At this moment, Li Yi was facing a group of extremely vicious enemies. In order to seize the secret book inherited by Li Yi's family, they slaughtered the entire village. Li Yi's parents died tragically under the enemy's knife to protect him. This hatred, like a raging fire, burned fiercely in Li Yi's heart. He vowed to make these enemies pay with blood.

"Prepare to die!" Li Yi roared, and his figure shot out like lightning, and the long sword slashed at the enemy with the momentum of destroying the world. The fighting spirit condensed at the tip of the sword, forming a dazzling blade of light, as if it was going to split the space apart. Seeing this, the enemies fled in panic, but how could their speed be faster than Li Yi's sword?

"Swish!" With a sound, the long sword easily penetrated the chest of an enemy, and the fighting spirit burst out instantly, blowing his body into pieces. Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood. But Li Yi's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and there was only hatred and killing in his eyes. He was like a mad beast, waving his long sword, rushing left and right in the enemy group, and wherever he went, blood splattered and wailing continued.

"Stop!" At this moment, a low voice sounded, and a burly middle-aged man slowly walked out of the crowd with a disdainful smile on his face, "Are you Li Yi? It seems that you are nothing special." His voice was full of contempt, as if he didn't take Li Yi seriously at all.

Li Yi stopped and stared at the middle-aged man with cold eyes, "Who are you?" he asked in a cold voice.

"I am the boss of the enemy who killed your father." The middle-aged man said calmly, "Today is the day you die."

Li Yi heard this, and his eyes burst into rage. He flashed and rushed towards the middle-aged man again. However, the middle-aged man was not panicked at all. He just raised his palm lightly, and a strong fighting spirit instantly gathered in his palm. He pushed lightly, and the fighting spirit swept towards Li Yi like a gust of wind.

Li Yi was shocked when he saw this, and quickly raised his sword to block it. However, the power of the fighting spirit was far beyond his imagination. He only felt a huge force coming, and his body flew backwards involuntarily and fell heavily to the ground. He struggled to stand up, but found that the fighting spirit in his body was already in disorder, and his body seemed to be torn apart, with unbearable pain.

"Haha, is this your strength?" The middle-aged man laughed proudly, "It seems that you can go and accompany your parents today."

Li Yi heard this, and a trace of despair flashed in his eyes. He knew that he was no match for the middle-aged man, but he was unwilling to give up. He gritted his teeth, raised his sword with difficulty, and prepared to make a final struggle. However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in his mind: "Don't give up, you still have me."

Li Yi was startled. He was very familiar with this voice. It was his master. He quickly closed his eyes and followed his master's instructions to adjust his breathing and calm the fighting spirit in his body. Gradually, he felt a warm breath flowing through his body. It was the seal left by his master, which was actually activated at this moment.

Li Yi opened his eyes, and a brilliant light burst out from them again. He flashed and rushed towards the middle-aged man again. This time, his speed was faster than before, and the fighting spirit on the sword was more condensed. The middle-aged man was shocked when he saw this, and quickly raised his palm to block. However, Li Yi's sword easily penetrated his palm like cutting tofu.

The middle-aged man let out a scream and looked at Li Yi in horror, "This...how is this possible?" he said in disbelief.

Li Yi did not answer. He flashed again and stabbed the middle-aged man's chest with his long sword. The middle-aged man's body trembled and then slowly fell down.

Li Yi drew out his sword and looked at the middle-aged man lying in a pool of blood. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had finally avenged his parents. He turned around and looked at the fleeing enemies. A trace of indifference flashed in his eyes. He knew that these people deserved it. He flashed and rushed into the enemy group again.

As night fell, Li Yi stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the corpses on the ground, but he did not feel any joy in his heart. He knew that his strength was not strong enough, and there were still many enemies waiting for him to deal with. He took a deep breath, put the long sword back into the scabbard, and then turned and walked away. He knew that his journey as a warrior had just begun.