Versatile Mage: A random forbidden spell every month

"Need not."

Li Xingze waved his hand and directly summoned the Golden Flame Dragon Lion.

With the Golden Flame Dragon Lion here, it would be a waste of time to look for any other means of transportation.

Seeing the majestic and domineering Golden Flame Dragon Lion in front of him, Mo Fan was immediately envious. His old wolf had only barely reached the monarch level.

"Hurry up and get up, don't waste time." Li Xingze said to the two of them while sitting on the back of the Golden Flame Dragon Lion.

After Mo Fan and Mu Bai came up, the Golden Flame Dragon Lion jumped down directly. The moment it was about to touch the ground, it spread its flaming wings and flew up almost touching the sand.

“Brother Ze, the bloodline of your summoned beast is too terrifying. It can actually grow to this level.” Mo Fan said in a daze.

It was already terrifying enough that he had reached the Grand Monarch level before, and I never expected that he could be further improved. Now he must have reached the level of Black Snake and Ba Xia.

"Bloodline is only one aspect. The main thing is whether you are willing to provide resources," said Li Xingze.

The corner of Mo Fan's mouth twitched. Raising Thunder Dragon and Little Flame Princess was already the limit for him. He really couldn't spare any resources to help Old Wolf improve his strength.

The three of them flew all the way on the Golden Flame Dragon Lion. In order to avoid missing the key clues, Li Xingze deliberately slowed down the speed of the Golden Flame Dragon Lion.

“Brother Ze, Mo Fan, look down there, there seems to be something.” Mu Bai said, pointing at a sinking cliff.

The three of them then walked a little closer and looked in the direction he was pointing.

At first glance, the cliffs are just some rock patterns eroded by wind, with some cracks and broken marks, which are completely messy.

But after changing several angles, those seemingly chaotic stone patterns actually took on a certain shape.

Li Xingze had no interest in decryption, let alone Mo Fan. If he were to crack it, he might not be able to do it even next year.

But Mu Bai was quite interested. He used the Wings of Wind to fly towards the rock paintings and began to study them.

"Mo Fan, Mu Bai may not be able to do it alone, you go and help him." Li Xingze said.

“Well, alright then.” Mo Fan agreed reluctantly.

The distribution of the rock paintings was quite large, and Mo Fan and Mu Bai searched for several kilometers in the southeast direction before they discovered other rock paintings.

After finding the mountain pass, the three continued to move forward.

There is no river at the pass, but instead a very obvious alluvial fan has been formed, like a completely dried-up delta.

Walking into the gravel-covered mountain pass, those steep peaks were like doors in the sky that could collapse at any time, crisscrossing above and in front of the three people's heads.

The deeper you go, the easier it is to see signs of human habitation. You can even see a few stone houses standing alone on the cliffs.

It looks like the outpost of the entire village, and people will be stationed there to guard this important entrance.

But the stone house had been abandoned for a long time, and it was impossible to tell when it was abandoned.

"The guardians of the sacred springs in the Helan Mountains seem to be particularly fond of rock paintings, murals, and ground paintings, and they tend to express themselves in the form of human figures, movements, and postures."

Mu Bai looked around with a somewhat inquisitive perspective.

Whether you are walking on the ground or on the cliffs on both sides, you can see carved "human" shapes one by one.

The same is true of these human figures, which are of different sizes and postures.

It was as if everything here was still being fabricated and shaped, and many people posed in all kinds of strange shapes and were printed on it.

In fact, this is a kind of sculpture art. Most murals and sculptures are convex, but these are concave. The three continued to walk deeper, and soon a fairly clear river appeared.

The river overflowed from the rock layer and passed through a fault valley which was blocked by rocks and sunken in terrain. The fault valley was the mysterious and ancient village of the Holy Spring.

There is a fault in the mountain. The rock and mountain bodies at high altitudes are like a giant parasol, covering the entire small valley under the fault.

The crystal clear river water overflowed from the middle of the fault mountain range. The silver water slowly flowed down the steep rocks and formed a silver pool behind the village.

The village is made of stone and wood, and most of the houses inside are also made of wood.

When we got closer, we found that the village was not much different from any other quiet village in the mountains. There was a road, a village entrance, a village wall, and some rusty farm tools lying around.

"It looks like no one lives there."

Mu Bai searched for a while and said to Li Xingze.

"This village has only been abandoned for a short time. After all, many traces here are related to the modern times."

Li Xingze also made a rough inspection, and then said to Mo Fan, "Mo Fan, this holy spring should be nearby. The Azure Dragon vessel will sense it when it approaches. We will wait for you here."

"it is good."

Mo Fan had already sensed the little loach's movements and said while suppressing his excitement.

After Mo Fan left, Li Xingze came to another rock wall and said after studying it, "These should not be just murals."

Li Xingze remembered that the Helan Mountains seemed to have a guardian god, and it was they who blocked the northern border blood beasts.

This guardian god is actually the soul of some wizards living in the rocks, and relying on the holy spring to survive in the world. When the blood beast of the northern border appears, it will fight against it.

"What's wrong?" Mu Bai was stunned. He didn't find anything strange about the mural.

But the next moment, Mu Bai's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

The murals on the rock wall actually began to twist, as if they would break free from the shackles of the rock at any time.

Suddenly, a huge rock hand stretched out from the rock wall, several meters thick!
Just as Mu Bai was preparing to defend himself, Li Xingze interrupted him and said, "They are not demons, and their target is not us."

Although Mu Bai had doubts in his heart, he still chose to believe Li Xingze.

Mo Fan had already absorbed all the holy spring water and was about to return to the village when Li Xingze and Mu Bai appeared in front of him, giving him a big fright.

Li Xingze looked at the little loach in Mo Fan's hand and it looked like it was done.

"howl!!!!"

At this moment, a loud roar suddenly came from the cliff above the three people's heads.

The next moment, on the steep and huge mountain, a huge rock foot suddenly stepped out from the stone wall.

When the man trapped in the mountain was completely peeled off from the wall, the three of them could see his true face.

The height of this mountain trap almost touches the top of the entire valley. In terms of size, only the Silver Moon Titan can be compared to it. It has a majestic aura that reaches up to the sky and the earth.

"These came out of the rock. Are those murals alive?" Mo Fan said with trembling eyes.

"This mountain trap has a long history in the Helan Mountains, and it has defended a front in the northern border of China." (End of this chapter)