Panlong, magnetic field rotation

Chapter 115 Iron Horse Caravan
"A black jewel beast! This is the first time I've seen one!"

A one-horned black horse came galloping over, its mane thick and dark green. The young warrior riding it looked at the harpy who was following closely and imitating the gait of a human, with an expression of surprise and astonishment on his face.

"Hello, both of you... This gem..."

The young warrior pulled the reins and drove his one-horned black horse forward to say hello. When he saw Cecilia's perfect and stunning appearance, the words on his lips suddenly became a little awkward.

stare……

Cecilia looked at the young warrior with eyes as clear as the sea, frowning slightly as if she was somewhat displeased with his rudeness. Her cold and noble demeanor made the latter's heart beat faster and he couldn't help but become nervous.

"Is this gem beast your magical pet? It's really special!"

The young soldier came to his senses, cursed himself for being shameful, and deliberately spoke loudly to ease the embarrassment.

"Brother Igor."

A girl with brown pigtails riding a golden leopard caught up with them. She had a pretty face and a few freckles dotted around her high nose bridge, which made her look quite cute.

After a few people negotiated...

Lin En learned that this was a large caravan called Iron Horse, which set out from the Green Kingdom, detoured along the main road outside the Gem Mountains, and headed for the capital of the Octo Empire. After a long journey of half a year, they planned to rest in Gem Town, replenish their daily supplies, and then continue their journey.

Nami, also known as the girl with pigtails, invites the two to go to Gem Town together.

The cabin is spacious and comfortable.

Lynn, Cecilia, Nami, and another blond boy named Jonathan, who is only eight years old, are preparing to go to St. Martin's School of Magic in the Octo Empire.

Jonathan was looking at the harpy lying on the carpet with curiosity, as if he wanted to reach out and touch him but didn't dare.

Nami opened the window and looked outside, smiling and teasing, "Sister Cecilia, you are so beautiful. No wonder Big Brother Igor is so fascinated by you. If I were a boy, I would also be attracted to you."

Igor, who was riding outside, blushed with embarrassment and quickly said insincerely, "Nami, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Nami curled her lips and said arrogantly: "Humph, I'm just telling the truth!"

Her tone was tinged with bitterness, like an unhappy quarrel between a young couple, but anyone could see that they had a good relationship.

Igor had no choice but to pretend to be calm as he rode forward, deliberately keeping a distance from their carriage and looking straight at the road ahead like a brave knight. In fact, he was secretly eavesdropping with his ears. He was a seventh-level warrior with a strong physique and good senses. In addition, Nami had the window open, so he could still hear some of the words at a distance of more than ten meters.

Nami asked curiously, "Sister Cecilia, Mr. Lin, are you here to train in the Gem Mountains?"

Cecilia smiled and shook her head. "Not really. We were just traveling and happened to pass through the Gem Mountains."

Nami envied the two's adventures and automatically imagined that they would take the outermost route.

Then I chatted with them for a while...

Nami exclaimed, "What? You came straight across from the other side!"

She is seventeen years old and a fifth-level warrior. She has been traveling with the Iron Horse Caravan for two years. She is experienced and knows the dangers of the Gem Mountains. Even a ninth-level warrior or magician dare not cross it, as they may die at any time.

"How is this possible? Are you all level nine experts?"

Nami looked skeptical.

Neither Lynn nor Cecilia explained. This was the fact, and it didn't matter whether others believed it or not.

The other side of the carriage.

Happy nimbly rolled over to avoid Jonathan's hand and muttered in dissatisfaction, "Kid, don't pinch my ears!"

Of course Igor didn't see the scene inside the car, but the sound came into his ears with the wind, and he was suddenly stunned. Whose voice was this?

"what!"

Nami's voice rang out again, filled with shock, "You...you are the Sanctuary Jewelmon!?"

Igor almost fell off the unicorn black horse when he heard this. He hurriedly pulled the reins to slow down and walked to the side of the carriage, looking inside through the open window.

Just then, I saw the black gem beast mouse stand up like a human, put his hands on his hips, grin and show his teeth, and said in a fierce voice: "Yes, I will also eat fair and tender girls like you, are you afraid?"

Nami was instinctively scared at first because the harpy could talk! But she soon realized that it was trying to scare her. Then, looking at the harpy's imitation of humans, she couldn't help but laugh and said, "You don't look like a Sanctuary Gem Beast at all. You're so cute."

Hobby felt bored and glanced outside the carriage with his bright, dark eyes, which happened to meet Igor's gaze.

Igor's hair stood on end with nervousness, his muscles tensed, and for a moment he felt as if he was being stared at by some terrifying creature. Even the unicorn black horse under his crotch was trembling on the edge of losing control.

"Such a powerful aura...a powerful Saint!"

Igor screamed wildly in his heart, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

His grandfather is the president of the Iron Horse Chamber of Commerce, a warrior at the peak of level nine, and a disciple of the famous Blizzard Sword Saint Andrew!
Igor had met Master Andrew before, and had the good fortune to feel the aura that erupted when the Blizzard Sword Master taught his disciples, which was almost the same as it was now!
Fortunately, the harpy had no ill intentions. After looking at him for two seconds, he looked away, lowered his body, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. In fact, he was digesting the energy continuously emitted by the golden soul bead in his body. He could clearly feel himself getting stronger little by little, and this feeling made him very excited.

"What happened to you, Igor? And Xiao Hei?"

Igor's father, Ikeren, was riding an eighth-level magical beast, a saber-toothed tiger, and approached the carriage with a concerned look. He was on guard in the back and inadvertently noticed that the atmosphere here was a little strange. He hurried over to check the situation and found that his son's face looked very bad, and the unicorn black horse almost collapsed to the ground.

"Father...Father..."

Igor wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, leaned over and stretched out his hand to comfort the unicorn black horse, then lowered his voice to explain the reason to his father.

Yi Kailun was surprised in his heart, but nodded calmly on the surface and said softly: "Since there is nothing wrong, I will go back to guard the caravan."

The armed forces of the caravan are arranged like a wolf pack, with the young and strong backbone in the front, the precious goods in the middle, and the strongest guarding the rear.

"Yes."

Igor nodded, took a deep breath to adjust his mentality, and rode forward for a distance. He didn't even bother to eavesdrop on the conversation in the carriage behind. Lin En and Cecilia, who could subdue the Holy Land Gem Beast, must have one who was a Holy Land powerhouse, or even both!

A cool breeze blew across his face, and the image in Igor's heart faded. No more unrealistic fantasies. He knew what he was doing. ...

The sky as the sun sets is painted a brilliant orange-red, like a natural oil painting. The evening light shines through the mottled leaves and forms golden spots on the ground.

In the twilight, only a vague outline of the distant mountains remained, like a faint trace of an ink painting.

The Iron Horse Caravan searched for a suitable place on the outskirts of the forest, cleared a piece of land, lit a bonfire to dispel the cold, and everyone prepared to spend the night there, and then continue their journey to Gem Town at daybreak.

The orange-red flames danced, and a warm breath blew in, reflecting every face. The air was filled with the aroma of barbecue and the sweet fragrance of fruit tea.

After much consideration, Yi Kailun came to pay his respects. He took out a pot of precious wine and respectfully introduced it to the master: "Master Lin En, this is the orchid wine produced by our Iron Horse Chamber of Commerce. Would you like to try it?"

Lin En smiled and nodded, thanking him, "Then I'm welcome."

"Crash..."

The mellow lavender wine flowed out, immediately attracting the attention of many guards. They were all drooling greedily, with envy and surprise on their faces.

This is the outer forest of the Gem Mountains, which is relatively safe, but alcohol is still not allowed. This is the rule of the caravan. However, seeing that the guests are outsiders, they drank without complaining.

Lin En took a sip, savored it carefully, nodded and praised: "Not bad, it has some elf brewing techniques."

Yi Kailun was surprised and said, "Lord Lin En is very knowledgeable and talented. To be honest, this orchid wine was indeed learned by a winemaker in the Chamber of Commerce from the elves. He just made some adjustments to the recipe."

Lin En smiled and said, "I've drunk countless kinds of wine, and I really prefer this type. The taste is more elegant and soft, unlike the overbearing and strong wine brewed by the dwarves. Normal people are simply not used to it."

Yi Kailun's eyebrows danced with joy, and he said with a smile: "Great, great, the praise from a strong man like Lord Lin En is the best affirmation for Lanhua Niang!"

Wine is a good thing for socializing. After a few drinks, the atmosphere became lively. Even Igor, Nami, Jonathan and several ordinary guards came over to chat enthusiastically.

Everyone could see that Lin En was a strong man with a gentle personality. He was not the kind of person who was rude or unreasonable, so they were a little bolder and dared to talk to him.

"The core of a magician's training is concentration... Strengthen your mental strength... You have a superior affinity for the earth element, so you can try stone carving... Walk barefoot and feel the natural scent of the soil..."

Lynn instructed Jonathan.

From previous conversations, I learned that although this child has not yet officially started school, his family has relied on the relationship between the Iron Horse Chamber of Commerce to hire a sixth-level magician to teach him basic meditation methods in advance. Now he is trying hard to sense the elements and absorb and refine them into magical power. However, after all, he is still young and inexperienced, so it is difficult for him to concentrate.

"Is it still possible to do this..."

Although Jonathan was only eight years old, as a quasi-magician, he had a good brain and remembered things thoughtfully.

Sitting around the campfire, the other guards had shining eyes, including Igor and Nami. They could vaguely hear the value of Lord Lin's seemingly casual advice.

Igor shouted loudly in his heart: "These techniques can also be used by warriors!"

His expression was filled with surprise, but he frowned, as if he was carefully savoring these words. A spiritual ripple appeared in his heart, as if he had grasped some fleeting opportunity. However, his foundation was shallow and it was difficult for him to fully understand it, so he could only remember it silently for the time being.

Lin En noticed the changes in the expressions of the people around him and smiled slightly in his heart. Many seemingly simple experiences and skills, before being pointed out by others, you just can't think of the corresponding thinking channel. Once you understand them, you will suddenly realize them. This is also the norm in practice.

This has nothing to do with strength, just like in the original novel, Leof unexpectedly gained new inspiration and enlightenment from the magic circle of a Bra envoy under Linley's command.

Lin En is familiar with this, so when he meets someone he likes, he is generous with his advice and experience. While teaching others, he is also strengthening his own foundation. Maybe one day he will get some inspiration in return.

Jonathan picked up a sizzling grilled fish and ate it in small bites while asking, "Master Lin, who do you think is more powerful, a magician or a warrior?"

Hearing this classic topic that has been talked about for a long time, everyone looked at Lin En curiously.

Lin En smiled and asked Jonathan, "Do you know how many levels the sanctuary is divided into?"

The boy shook his head in confusion. He was not even a first-level magician now. The strong men in the Holy Land were like gods high above.

Jonathan added, "I've heard that those in the Holy Land can achieve immortality and can fly with magic power without using fighting spirit."

Lin En nodded and said, "Yes, but this is only something that can be done in the early stage of the Holy Domain. The characteristic of the middle stage of the Holy Domain is that energy has accumulated to the limit. The next stage is the peak of the Holy Domain. This stage is quite special. As long as you comprehend the entry rules and regulations, even if you have just entered the Holy Domain, you can be called the peak. One person can easily crush multiple early and middle stage Holy Domains."

Having said this in one breath, Lin En deliberately paused to take a sip of orchid wine. Seeing that everyone looked excited and completely interested in his words, looking at him eagerly with anticipation on their faces, he smiled and continued.

"The power gap between peak Saint Realm cultivators is much greater than that between Level Nine and Saint Realm. This depends on how many laws and rules each party has comprehended!"

Lin En's words shocked everyone and they found it unbelievable. They had never thought that there was such a huge difference between the strong men in the Holy Land.

Only Igor, Ikelen, and Nami seemed to be lost in thought. They knew more or less from their elders, but the information was rather obscure and fragmented, not as detailed as what Lin En said.

"The final limit of the Holy Land is a transitional stage. Once you cross it, you can become a god. Those with good talent will achieve it naturally, while those without talent will take a million years.

When they heard the word "god-level", everyone lost their composure and opened their eyes wide with incredible light, as well as strong awe and longing.

Jonathan raised his hand in confusion.

"But Lord Lin, may I ask what this has to do with who is more powerful, a magician or a warrior?"

Lin En took a sip of orchid wine and said with a smile, "A magician's training focuses on mental strength, and a strong mental strength is beneficial to understanding laws and rules. Therefore, it is much more difficult for a simple Sanctuary Warrior to become a god than a magician!"

Everyone was relieved.

Jonathan's face flushed red as he said excitedly, "Sure enough, the magician is more powerful!"

He gestured with his fingers for a while and muttered, "Praise you, great Mother Earth, Claire!"

Then he knelt down and kissed the ground, and the guards present did the same.

It was like some kind of sacred ritual.

"Claire..."

Hearing this name, Lin En had some impression in his heart, and thought to himself: "I remember this is the name of the Red Jade Lord God in the Earth God Plane!"

(End of this chapter)