Reincarnation Band Magician

Occasionally, the two women would swing their feet in the cool breeze by the hidden lake.

It was raining, and Qing was sitting at the door. Inside the room, the girls were soaking in the bathtub, laughing, playing, and splashing water on each other.

When the heat became unbearable, Qing tried the egg yolk magic he had just learned and was very satisfied with the results.

When making ice cream, Mr. Warrior ate half a bucket in one go after trying it once - then he had a stomachache all night, and the next day he had to endure contemptuous looks from everyone from his father to his grandmother.

The serious action continues.

Taking advantage of the night, Qing carried Fulilian and flew to the steepest cliff nearby. The elf dozed off on his shoulder until sunrise to observe carefully.

When going down, Qing suffered from acrophobia again and had to be carried down safely by the soldiers.

Every month, there is one day for relaxation, and Xiangzi can get half drunk.

Maybe her alcohol tolerance has improved, or maybe the alcohol content here is not as high as in the village, so this time a bucket of wine did not reach the previous standard of being "slightly tipsy".

The soldiers exclaimed that they were not human and could not be defeated.

The middle-aged man had a bitter face, thinking that he would die of drunkenness on the day the ruins were unearthed.

"Stop looking so miserable and practice some more."

During this period, Qing asked him for advice on close combat techniques and experience, and his progress was as fast as Xiaoxiang's drinking capacity.

"Ok."

Then the fight started with a crackling sound.

Xiangzi admired Qing's figure while drinking from his glass.

It tastes better.

……

So, five months later.

"Ding--"

When Qing Yi's pickaxe smashed down, there was such a crisp sound.

"Ok?"

He squatted down, dug out the pitch-black object from the soil that had been deposited there for thousands of years, and washed it with water.

The bright crystal flowers, reflecting colorful light, shine again after a thousand years.

……

Millennium Magician: 105, Explosion

A good start, I reaped rewards right out of the gate.

This is a ravine in the hills not far from the wooden house. There is a cave where a crab monster lives. The front half is buried in water, while the back half is relatively dry and the air is breathable.

After the harvest, Qing flew out of the muddy and wet cave, holding the crystal flower.

It looks a bit like the gentian flower in my impression, even the stamens as thick as the wick are still retained, which is very delicate. Walking out of the cave, it appears a clear blue-purple color under natural light.

Back to their cabin, when they walked in, Fulilian was curled up in bed like a cat.

"Flillian, come and take a look."

"Um……"

Fulilian, who was awakened, opened her eyes. After seeing the flower, she perked up a little and asked Qing to hold it up to the sunlight.

"Ah, my eyes."

Was shaken.

Qing changed his perspective.

The elf looked carefully and poked his upper body out from under the quilt, wearing only a thin white nightgown.

Nagasaki Kiyoshi silently shifted his gaze and changed the angle, seeing her eyes and slightly distorted face through the petals, which was round and a little funny.

"There are no traces of carving or polishing, the lines on the petals, the structure of the stamens. This level of natural refinement is only possible with the finest craftsmen. And most importantly—"

She stretched out her finger and began to inject magic power.

Crystal, "thawed".

A gentian flower fluttered down into the palm of my hand.

"This is for you," Fulilian pulled Qing's collar, made him lean over, and then pinned the flower on his forehead, "to make you laugh at me."

"not at all."

Qing didn't care and just stroked the petals.

"It's soft and fragrant."

"Isn't it amazing? Flowers from a thousand years ago are still blooming.

"What I want to supplement is this part - the property that can be reversed and maintained after the property change." said Fulilian.

"I have a feeling that the more modern magic advances, the harder it will be to imagine such things, just like how few magic tricks like 'completely separating the yolk' exist nowadays.

"In another thirty or fifty years, there will be more and more theories telling us that this is impossible. By then, I will probably give up this development direction and turn to other temporary methods, such as freezing it.

"It may take another five hundred years, a thousand years, or even longer for existing theories to advance to the point of understanding this."

"That sounds difficult...and Fulilian actually studied this."

"It's okay. I didn't take it too seriously. It just took me a hundred years."

"Ms. Fulilian, don't say such things to humans."

"sorry."

Honorifics are terrible.

The elf stared at the gentian flower, not knowing how long ago he had been recalling the past events. After being in a daze for a while, he came back to his senses.

"In short, this crystallization, which can be removed with a large amount of magic power, is much simpler than the other one. It is indeed the magician's signature magic. Its existence at least proves that guy didn't lie in the end.

"Go call those two people and focus the search here."

"Okay, Fleury."

Qing turned and left.

The elf stared at his back with a gloomy look, wrapped the quilt tightly around him, and turned over.

Is a hundred years so scary?

As expected, the disciple's affairs are still...

Whatever she was taught, or what she taught, would not last long.

……

At the campsite, because the weather was cold, the others got up a little later.

Just now, Qing also had a feeling that "maybe there will be something good", so he tried it while the porridge was cooking.

Good luck.

"The flowers are very beautiful, young man. Are they from Miss Xiangzi?"

The soldier who was doing squats while carrying logs greeted him, piled the wood, turned around and walked over.

"I found it. Fulilian gave it to me."

"If that's strange, then by the way, since we finished checking that area yesterday, are we going to move to another location?"

In the last month, he still did not give up.

The same goes for the old magician behind.

After finishing his training, he covered his muscular body with a robe and took out the map that was almost covered with marks.

His son's greeting made him pay a little attention, and his eyes swept over the light purple gentian flower.

He was stunned.

Open mouth: "That's it."

"That one."

Both sides are declarative sentences.

"It seems to be confirmed."

The old magician took a long breath and exhaled some white air.

It is winter in the south now, and some flowers have withered, but most of the time it is warmer than spring in the north, and he can exercise in the morning without wearing outer clothes.

But now, I actually feel a little cold.

He felt that after knocking on door after door for all these years, there was finally a response.

The feeling of impending fate made him tremble and then calm down.

The old magician prepared to face his fate quietly.

"Huh? What are you talking about? I don't understand a word."

The silly son came over.

"..."

……

Quiet breakfast.

For some reason, it seemed that Fulilian was not very happy. Qing wondered whether he had disturbed her sleep early in the morning, or whether he felt that her round face had been discovered.

In short, she still looked a little depressed. Qing thought about it and continued to wear the flowers she was going to pick for Xiangzi on her head.

"The scope has been determined. It's probably that area. Judging by the level of the ruins, it can only be under the hills. So the first step is to dig away the mountain above."

"Ah."

"From one piece to another?"

"almost."

Seeing the three of them continuing their discussion without any problems, Ms. Toyokawa and the warrior had something to say:

"Are you serious about moving mountains?"

"Although it's not as exaggerated as the northern plateau, is it a mountain?"

Fulilian glanced at them. "Just dirt, roots, and rocks."

"Didn't Xiang like explosions before? This time, you can have more fun."

"Hmm..." Miss Toyokawa understood and clapped her hands, "It's just a mountain!"

The warrior with a poor imagination really thought that the world was crazy, and he tried to conceive his actions from the perspective of an ordinary adventurer.

"Well, since this flower appeared outside, it at least means there's a way to get there, right? Should we look for it first? If we just blow it up like this, we might scare the people around us, and it wouldn't be good to blow up the flowers and plants..."

"This is the south, and there's a chance that part of it is submerged in water. Do you want to fight monsters in the water?"

"It can't be done."

“And it’s the fastest.”

Fulilian looked at the old magician and wanted to say something, but Qing stepped forward and covered her mouth in time.

"Lady Fulilian, tell me where we should start bombing?"

This elf is definitely going to say something like "Your dad is dying."

Although it's true.

Sometimes he talks like a child.

Children's words are careless and can sometimes be hurtful.