My Magic Age

Looking up through the glass window in the attic, I saw two galaxies intersecting in the night sky. Those bright stars reminded me of the night in Xinliu Valley.

The wind blew and lifted the white gauze curtain beside the bed. Tracy placed a pot of golden sunflowers on my windowsill, which were blooming beautifully.

I could also vaguely hear the quarrel between the neighbor's sister Dali and Bing. Fanny said that Bing had found a third woman. Bing had completed his military service and worked in a leather shop. I have seen the leather shoes he made. They are pointed and long and not very beautiful. The leather shop's business is pretty good. Many people in Ayr City like this style of leather shoes. I think if Uncle Fred was here, the shoes he made would definitely be more beautiful than those made by Bing.

At dinner, I told some things about Xinliu Valley. Ryant and Fanny listened with relish, and Fanny even praised me.

Chapter 133 Re-exploring Xinliu Valley

"Hank is a good kid. He works very hard during training and is very honest." This is Ryant's evaluation of Hank.

... Beautiful dividing line ...

The obsidian hammer lies flat on the oak floor, and the remaining arcs sparkle in the lines of the magic line.

Sitting on the soft big bed, I looked at the space-time portal standing next to the bookshelf in a daze. This space-time portal is like a large floor-to-ceiling mirror. The power of lightning keeps flowing clockwise around the frame. The restless lightning power occasionally sparks and emits a series of "crackling" arcing sounds.

Looking at the portal in front of me, I am hesitating whether to go in and find out.

These days, I have been searching for books on space magic in the library of the college, looking for knowledge about teleportation magic arrays. Unfortunately, there are very few books on space magic in the school's magic books. Some introductions to space magic can only be seen in some travel notes or travel diaries.

The day before yesterday, I read a very worn-out book in the library. It described a sentence: The goblins used technology to forcefully explain the mystery of space magic. They built portals all over the continent, but this technology that contradicts magic requires a lot of energy stones. The arrogant goblins thought they had adapted to the dominance of the world, but the funny thing is that those portals were all demolished by the believers of the gods, standing in the desolate desert...

Since I have an idea, I will always feel uncomfortable if I don't solve the mystery.

For this portal, I have made full mental preparations. Seeing that the magic waist bag is properly tied around my waist, I feel much more at ease. I bent down and picked up the hammer on the ground and hung it around my waist. Finally, after sorting out my luggage, I put on a soft leather coat, stepped on long waterproof leather boots, and finally checked my equipment and closed the curtains.

Worried that Fanny would rush in rashly, after thinking about it, I plugged the door bolt in the room again, and then I felt at ease and stood in front of the portal.

Four stone drum totems surrounded my body, and my skin slowly turned into the color of rock. My body began to become lighter. A trace of magic elements floated towards my body one by one, just like snowflakes flying in the sky. Those magic elements like snowflakes instantly merged into my body and disappeared. The speed of my magic pool's rotation suddenly increased by 20%. Active magic elements came from all directions, and I could clearly feel them happily pouring into my body.

I stepped into the portal, and my body gradually disappeared in the mirror surface as smooth as mercury...

... Beautiful dividing line...

It was still the familiar mine cave, and there was a familiar portal on the familiar altar, standing quietly in the center of the ancient altar. I walked around the altar for a long time, but still didn't find any clues. This altar looked ordinary and simple, but this was clearly "Xinliu Valley".

I actually crossed the space-time turbulence. The magicians of the province of Sloyte have not been able to cross the space barrier so far. For this reason, they can only open the transmission channel once every ten years, taking advantage of the short calm period of the space-time tide, so that we, the college students, can enter this world full of various rare magic herbs.

My heart was beating violently, and it couldn't calm down for a long time. Now I am back in this world again.

It seems that some of the rumors recorded in the book are true. The goblins have really mastered the true meaning of the portal. They built this altar that can locate the coordinates and cast this hammer that can smash the space-time portal. It can actually cross the space-time turbulence. It seems that the goblins' technology is really powerful enough to rival magic.

I have been standing near this altar for almost a quarter of an hour. I am still hesitating about how long this portal can last. If the portal is forced to close because of the exhaustion of thunder and lightning before I want to return, will I be locked in the small world of Xinliu Valley? So I dare not go far and can only wander around this portal.

According to the young goblin, this place is deep in the ground and relatively close to the mysterious cave of 'Devil's Blood'. Some ferocious beasts often appear in that cave, specializing in preying on the goblins underground. As a result, the goblin villages within a few kilometers of the mysterious cave are slowly disappearing. This secret underground altar is also within this range.

The goblins here all know that there is an ancient altar here. Some goblins have wanted to explore the secret of this altar, but the secret has always been in the hands of the goblin bandit leader. Now that the goblin leader is dead, no one knows the secret of the altar.

This time I mustered up the courage to visit the underground cave again, in fact, to find the rumored "demon blood". I didn't expect that the devil's blood was the main material for making "Jade Fire Ink". If I was in President Xixi's house at that time, if President Xixi hadn't introduced that Jade Fire Ink was needed to draw the "magic catalysis" magic pattern array, I wouldn't have noticed the pattern of this magic pattern array.

When I found out that the main material for making Jade Fire Ink was "demon blood", I knew this was my opportunity. At least I knew where to find "demon blood". With such a goal, I would take the risk to drill into the portal chiseled by the obsidian hammer again and enter the underground environment.

I wanted to find out if there was a mechanism on the altar that could control this altar, but I found nothing.

After a while, I began to find that the portal in the center of the altar was becoming more and more unstable. The lightning power on the edge frame of the portal gradually disappeared bit by bit, and the arcs that were "crackling" with sparks were gradually weakening. The mirror surface as smooth as mercury showed ripples and kept jumping. After the last experience, I knew that this portal was on the verge of collapse. I hurried over and planned to return the same way.

At this time, I was holding the obsidian hammer in my hand. When I approached the center of the portal on the altar with the hammer, the magic rune lines on the hammer in my hand began to brighten, and the traces of magic power in it were also moving with the magic patterns. If it weren't for my sharp enough magic perception, I would have almost ignored this faint detail.

I looked down at the obsidian hammer in my hand. At the bottom of the handle, in the pattern composed of some complex magic lines, I could vaguely find some ancient and profound ancient elven characters. I had a hard time learning this subject, and I didn't know what those characters meant. I took a look and then gave up wasting brain cells. I guess those characters are the name of this hammer! Maybe Mrs. Joyce can know what those ancient elven characters are about!

Somehow, I injected the lightning power contained in the thunder seed in my body into the hammer again, and a wonderful scene suddenly happened. The lightning power in the magic pattern array on the hammer kept flowing, and the hammer head of the entire obsidian hammer actually rotated along several fine magic pattern lines. In this way, the magic patterns on the hammer turned into another pattern as the circular areas of the hammer head kept rotating.

The teleportation gate on the altar turned into a lightning power, which was sucked into an inlay groove of the spindle hammer head and gradually calmed down.

The portal on the altar disappeared, leaving only a spindle containing lightning power. I was dumbfounded again, and my heart seemed to fall into an abyss. I thought that I might be trapped and die in Xinliu Valley without any warning. Maybe ten years later, when the space-time tide comes, I might have a chance to return to Roland Continent. Thinking of this, my legs were limp. I looked at the spindle in my hand with cold sweat, and injected lightning power again like gambling, controlling the spindle to turn slowly.

The lightning power that penetrated into the inlay slot jumped out of the spindle and turned into an unstable portal again. As new lightning power was added, the portal became stable again. Looking at the portal that appeared again in front of me, I let out a breath and calmed down.

I thought to myself: It turns out that this spindle is the secret of the portal and the altar. This should be a key to teleportation.

After repeated attempts, I finally returned to my attic from the portal that was opened again. The portal completely disappeared. I thought to myself: It turns out that this is possible!

Mastering this teleportation key is like the entire Xinliu Valley is my backyard. As long as I have time, I can enter Xinliu Valley to explore.

Completely ignoring the interference of the time and space turbulence on me, maybe I should find some partners to enter Xinliu Valley together. I began to look forward to the lightning power of the thunder seed in my body being filled up as soon as possible. The lightning power in this seed is recovering little by little. I wondered how to meditate to restore the lightning power to a full state as soon as possible.

It seems that I can only come here tonight.

It was already very late. I heard the sound of light footsteps on the stairs. I quickly took off my leather jacket and a pair of long boots on my feet, pushed them under the bed, and put down the sheets to cover them. I quietly ran over to open the bolt, then quietly returned to the bed, took off my magic coat, and quickly adjusted my state and entered into meditation.

Soon after, the door of my room was gently pushed open, and Fanny half of her body came in from outside. Seeing me sitting cross-legged on the bed meditating, she quietly closed the door and went downstairs.

The barking of the neighbor's dog came from the door. It should be Tracy who came back from the dance.

Soon, I heard Arendt's greeting and farewell, and then Fanny politely told me to be careful on the road. The door creaked shut, and Fanny's complaints slowly reached my ears. When I was about to go upstairs, I even heard Fanny's instructions, asking Tracy to walk lightly when going upstairs, so as not to disturb my practice. Then I heard Tracy's impatient retort, and then she ran up to the attic quietly like a civet cat.

The next morning, I quietly told Ying Li the news during morning exercise.

After hearing this, Ying Li said in surprise: "That's good. I was worried that I would have nowhere to go during the long summer vacation. Xinliu Valley is a very good place, which should be better than the Ziqing Mountains!"

For me, Xinliu Valley is like a huge treasure. When the space-time turbulence is restored to its original state, this place has been completely closed.

Those rare magic herbs in Xinliu Valley, I can now slowly collect them.

For Ying Li, Xinliu Valley is an excellent place for adventure. The environment, climate and living conditions there are very suitable for apprentice-level novice adventures.

When I learned about Ying Li's identity as a princess, I gradually entered her life. I originally thought that princesses have lived a life of luxury and carefree since childhood, but after we got to know each other, I was able to understand that Ying Li's current life is not so luxurious, and her expenses are not too high. The butler of the palace will regularly send gold coins for monthly expenses at the beginning of the month. Ying Li's pocket money is not much, but it is enough to live in El City.

As a princess, she has almost no concept of money. All expenses are coordinated by Lagetis. They also drink oatmeal porridge and boiled eggs in the morning. Sometimes they will have more in the evening, but the girls prefer fruit and vegetable salads, French fries and fried fish.

After all, Ying Li is a princess, and she usually does not have a deep understanding of the concept of money.

Even during this trip to Xinliu Valley, she, Helena, and Becky had not mentioned the distribution of spoils.

Even if I handed over all the copper ore and copper ingots to the academy, Ying Li would have no objection.