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After listening to the old man's words, Mo Yuming was not discouraged at all, but rather excited.

He grew increasingly interested in this strange and wonderful world. After all, it wasn't him who had survived countless near-death experiences; to be precise, it was the original owner of this body.

Perhaps when he arrived, the original owner had already been annihilated, was on the verge of death, or even had already passed away.

If the original owner hadn't died, how could he have transmigrated and taken over this body? It was precisely because he himself had experienced even more thrilling and exciting life-or-death encounters before coming to this world that such excitement meant nothing to him.

At this moment, although he was in this secluded canyon and might never set foot on the mainland in his lifetime, everything in front of him was so novel that it completely overturned his original understanding and worldview.

A flood of novel things came at him, leaving him no time to think about anything else.

Therefore, after listening to Elder Mo's analysis, Mo Yuming no longer doubted his connection to the storage bag. He then began to consider how to recover some of his memories, hoping to uncover the secrets related to the storage bag and ultimately find a way to open it.

When Mo Lao saw that Mo Yuming was unable to open the storage bag, he felt a little disappointed.

However, when he saw that Mo Yuming showed little emotional fluctuation upon learning that he possessed a rare treasure but could not use it, remaining calm and composed, Old Master Mo secretly praised him, feeling that Mo Yuming's composure at such a young age surpassed that of most adults, and that he was destined for great things.

But when he thought of this child with a mysterious past, who would also grow old in obscurity in this small world like himself, Old Mo couldn't help but sigh again.

"Don't worry too much if you can't open it. Perhaps you'll be able to open it when your memories return. If this storage bag belongs to your grandfather, it means that your grandfather might still be alive."

This is truly wonderful news; perhaps you can use this bag to find your grandfather someday.

Now that we've come this far, it seems we're destined to meet. If you're willing, please consider this place your home from now on! However, I have nothing of value and live a meager life, so I'm afraid I'll have to make do with what you have.”

Upon hearing that Old Master Mo was willing to take him in, Mo Yuming was overjoyed and quickly said, "No, no! It is a blessing from my past life that Grandpa is willing to take me in! I... I am willing... Please accept my bow! I will be Grandpa's grandson from now on!" As he spoke, Mo Yuming knelt down and kowtowed to Old Master Mo.

Seeing how obedient Mo Yuming was, Old Master Mo couldn't help but burst into laughter. After accepting three kowtows from Mo Yuming, he quickly helped him up, repeatedly saying, "Good, good!"

Just then, the little girl who was picking flowers not far away heard the laughter and ran back. Seeing Mo Yuming acknowledge his grandfather, the little girl couldn't help but jump up happily. "I have a brother now! I have a brother to play with!..." Her silvery laughter was particularly melodious.

After laughing heartily, Old Mo squinted and thought for a moment before saying, "My dear grandson, since you've forgotten what your name used to be, you'll take my surname, Mo, from now on. I see that the extradimensional storage bag in your hand has a deep connection to you, and it has the character 'jade' drawn on it, so I'll give you a name, hmm... let's call you 'Yu Ming'."

In the future, when someone calls your name, you'll unconsciously think of this bag. Perhaps this will help you recover your memory to some extent.

“‘Mo Yuming’ is good! I will be called Mo Yuming from now on. Thank you, Grandpa!” Mo Yuming was excited. He never thought that he would be called by a name that was so similar to his previous life after coming to this world. It was as if it were all preordained.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, this name isn't good. I want a nice name too!" The little girl was unhappy when she heard that Grandpa Mo had named Mo Yuming. She hugged Grandpa Mo's arm and shook it, whining and demanding a name of her own. The little girl pouted and looked at Grandpa Mo with a hopeful expression.

Her eyes were filled with longing for her new name, like a child waiting for a gift. Looking at the little girl's adorable appearance, Old Mo's heart was filled with tenderness.

He smiled and patted the little girl's head, then began to think seriously. This small request was both a responsibility and a joy for Old Mo. He hoped to give the little girl a name that was both pleasant to hear and meaningful, so that she could grow up happier in this world.

"Good, good, good! Our little girl should have a nice name! What should she be called? Let Grandpa think about it! ... Hmm, there's a rare purple magnolia in this bouquet you picked. It has an elegant and noble shape and an incomparably sweet fragrance. I'll name you after this flower, 'Xinlan'!"

"It sounds great, I like it, Xinlan thanks Grandpa!" The little girl beamed with joy.

After the family reunion, the relationship between Old Master Mo and Mo Yuming grew even closer. On this particular day, Old Master Mo had a rare moment of leisure and was in an exceptionally good mood. Seeing the expectant looks in Mo Yuming and Xinlan's eyes, he began to chat.

"The world outside is vast and boundless. On the continent, there are towering mountains that pierce the clouds, and the peaks are shrouded in mist all year round, like a fairyland."

Some mountains are majestic and grand, with craggy rocks, while others are beautiful and serene, shaded by lush trees. Clear springs flow gently through the mountains, converging into streams, the water so clear that you can see fish swimming happily in them. Old Mo squinted slightly, as if recalling the beautiful scenery he had once seen.

"And there are those vast plains, stretching as far as the eye can see, where the wind blows the grass low to reveal cattle and sheep. The flowers on the plains are colorful, like a magnificent carpet spread across the earth. In spring, hundreds of flowers bloom, their fragrance filling the air, intoxicating all who see them." Old Mo's voice seemed to possess a magical power, drawing the children into that beautiful scene.

"And the vast and magnificent sea is even more breathtaking. Sometimes the sea is as calm as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds; sometimes it is turbulent, with waves crashing against the rocks and making a deafening sound."

Deep in the ocean, it is said, countless mysterious creatures lurk, some enormous, others bizarre and strange. An inexplicable malevolent aura permeates the endless sea, deterring even the most powerful beings from venturing forth! Elder Mo's eyes revealed a profound reverence for the sea.

"Human relationships are also rich and varied. Different places have different customs and habits. In some places, people are warm and hospitable, and when guests come, they will be treated to a grand feast;

In some places, the gesture is more subtle and reserved, but people still express their welcome to guests in their own way. In some bustling cities, the streets are lively and crowded with people. Various shops offer a dazzling array of goods, from jewelry and silks to gourmet food.

Mr. Mo vividly described the bustling scene of the city.

"I have traveled far and wide for most of my life and have seen many strange things. Once, in an ancient forest, I saw a huge ancient tree whose trunk was so thick that it would take dozens of people to hug it."

The ancient tree's branches and leaves were lush and verdant, blocking out the sun like a giant green umbrella. It is said that this ancient tree has existed for tens of thousands of years and possesses mysterious power. A mysterious expression appeared on Old Mo's face.

"On another occasion, I discovered a kind of luminous stone in a remote valley. This stone emits a soft glow at night, like stars in the night sky."

Some say it's a magical gemstone with incredible power. Old Mo's story filled the children with curiosity.

Old Mo spoke eloquently, from noon until the sun began to set and evening approached before he finally stopped. The two children listened intently, completely absorbed in the world Old Mo was describing.

Xinlan was deeply captivated by Old Mo's vivid narration, and her heart was filled with longing for the unknown world outside. She imagined that one day she could also leave this Grand Canyon and see those beautiful landscapes and wonderful things.

Through Old Mo's narration, Mo Yuming gained a preliminary understanding of this unfamiliar world. He was amazed by its richness and diversity, and filled with curiosity about the strange and unheard-of things.

They even forgot what the grains they had eaten at lunch tasted like, completely immersed in Old Mo's world of stories.

This unknown world consists of two vast continents, spanning countless millions of miles.

The continent to the east is called Yingzhou, where there are many high mountains and deep abysses, with rolling hills and rivers crisscrossing like veins.

Amidst towering mountains and swirling clouds, the land is shrouded in a veil of mystery. Numerous rivers flow ceaselessly, some surging like giant dragons, others meandering like ribbons, bringing life and vitality to this land.

The continent to the west is called Yuzhou, which is relatively flat and fertile, like a warm bed that nurtures all things.

Here, lakes and marshes are scattered like stars, resembling giant mirrors reflecting the sky and the earth.

However, the northwest of Yuzhou is a vast, boundless desert, with yellow sand stretching to the horizon. When the wind rises, sand and stones fly, and not a blade of grass grows. The howling wind seems to tell the story of the desolation and loneliness of this barren land.

In general, this world, known as the Tianxuan Continent, consists of two continents, east and west, with the overall terrain being higher in the east and lower in the west.

At the border of the two continents lies the vast and boundless central region of the Monster Mountain Range. Stretching for thousands of miles, the Monster Mountain Range resembles a giant dragon, traversing the eastern and western continents in an endless expanse.

The mountain range is filled with towering peaks and sheer cliffs that seem to have been carved by a knife and axe, piercing the clouds and becoming insurmountable.

Standing at the foot of the mountain and looking up, the towering peaks that pierce the clouds make one feel small and powerless.

The trees in the mountains are so dense that they resemble a green ocean, their branches and leaves intertwined, blocking out the sun.

In this dense forest, insects and snakes abound, and monsters roam freely; if a person were to step into it, it would be impossible to move an inch.

The Monster Mountain Range is like an insurmountable chasm, blocking the two continents and hindering travel between them.

Deep within the mountains lies a grand canyon that runs from north to south, which is also the very heart of the Warcraft Mountains.

This great canyon divides the two continents in two, and also splits the Monster Mountain Range in two.

Outsiders call it the Valley of Heartbreak. The canyon stretches for tens of thousands of miles, reaching hundreds of miles in some places and narrowing to two or three miles in others.

Stretching from north to south, the valley is perpetually shrouded in miasma and unfathomably deep. No one knows whether the bottom of the valley is a river abyss or land; the Grand Canyon is like an insurmountable chasm, mercilessly separating two continents.

Everyone knows that this canyon is unfathomably deep, a death trap from which there is no return. However, they are unaware that beneath the thick, pervasive miasma and fog lies a hidden world, the very world in which Mo Yuming now resides.

This secluded little world stretches for hundreds of miles, enjoys a spring-like climate year-round, and boasts breathtaking scenery.

This place is rich in spiritual energy, and rare and precious natural treasures can be found everywhere, making it a rare and precious cultivation ground.

The people in the valley divided this explored land into three parts based on the terrain.

The southern part is Xianghe Valley, which Xinlan mentioned; the central part is Yishi Valley; and the northern part is Ruimu Valley.

Ruimu Valley is the largest, followed by Xianghe Valley. The two valleys together account for about 90% of the entire small world.

Ruimu Valley is divided into two parts by the mangrove forest, with the smaller part closer to Yishi Valley stretching for about a hundred miles.

Although this place is also filled with tall trees and dense forests, and has many magical beasts, most of them are low- to mid-level magical beasts with little strength and herbivorous magical beasts with low attack power.

The magical beasts in the mangrove forest are mostly mid-level or higher carnivorous magical beasts, and people in Yishi Valley generally do not provoke them.

Beyond the mangrove forest lies a forbidden area for magical beasts, where countless high-level magical beasts of all kinds gather in the canyons. These are all ferocious beasts, and ordinary people would never dare to set foot there. This is the central area of ​​the entire Magical Beast Mountain Range.