The tree hole behind the giant bronze door should be very huge. From the door that is more than ten feet high, you can see that the space inside is definitely not small. A faint light shines out through the few feet of gap between the two giant bronze doors.
Gone, what's strange is that the light only floated to the front of the giant door and didn't come out through the gap.
Come, there is a mysterious force that traps the light behind the giant bronze door.
As Zi Yan's words fell, a woman's voice slowly sounded from behind the giant bronze door, speaking the same Chinese dialect, not the language of the elves.
"Yan'er, bring Fairy Yun and Mr. Ye in."
The voice was very soft, but it seemed to ring in the ears of Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou.
The two looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
It seems that the elves are not only capable of shooting arrows, but the sound clearly contains very advanced and superior witchcraft.
Yun Qiyou straightened his clothes, and when he saw Ye Xiaochuan was about to stride towards the giant bronze door, he reached out and grabbed him, straightening his slightly messy clothes and collar.
"Why are you so sloppy? The elves are a group that loves cleanliness and tidiness. Don't lose the face of Cangyun Sect."
Facing Yun Qiyou's scolding, Ye Xiaochuan could only smile.
Yun Qiyou's movements were very gentle. After tidying up Ye Xiaochuan's clothes and appearance, the two of them followed Miss Ziyan into the bronze door.
After crossing the gap in the door, Ye Xiaochuan's eyes suddenly lit up. Although it was not as bright as day, it was definitely much brighter than it felt outside.
Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou were both surprised. It seemed that there was something really strange about this ancient altar. There was light inside, which was quite bright. The giant bronze door was not closed tightly, but the light inside did not spread through the gaps.
In addition to this, the space in this tree cave altar is also very huge, with a radius of twenty or thirty feet. Ye Xiaochuan is a little worried. After all, at a height of four thousand feet, the trunk of the ancient sacred tree is only a hundred feet in diameter.
If you dig a tree hole three to five feet long, it will be difficult for a giant tree like the Ancient Sacred Tree to
Of course, it doesn't matter. Once the tree hole is dug into a large hole, it is very likely to affect the safety of the entire giant tree.
After all, there are thousands of feet of tree crowns and trunks above this altar. Once the main trunk cannot bear the weight above, it is very likely to be crushed. Although the tree hole is large, there is nothing else superfluous, and there is nothing on the ground below.
Like soil, there are many weeds and small flowers growing there. The only eye-catching thing is a white jade stone statue facing the bronze door. It is an elf stone statue, about the same size as a human being, with three pairs behind it.
The wings are extremely beautiful in appearance, and the eyes, like the transparent wings and purple smoke behind them, all appear purple. This is a very noble color of the elves, and represents the king of the elves.
This white jade stone elf is not only very large, but also has a very eye-catching feature. She is kneeling on one knee, looking up at the sky, holding a bow with open hands, as if she wants to bend the bow to shoot down the nine-day demon moon, but only
A bow, but no arrows.
After watching for a while, I saw two elves under the beautiful elf statue. One looked very young and had purple wings. He should be Zi Yan's mother, who is the current leader of the elf clan.
The other elf is also a female, but she is very old. She looks like an old woman among humans. Her skin is not as white as other elves. It is slightly withered and yellow. Her body is covered with wrinkles. She holds a power in her hand.
There is a purple gemstone on the staff, which is very dazzling.
Ye Xiaochuan rarely saw valuable things. When he saw the purple gem on the top of the scepter in the hand of the great wizard, he immediately estimated the price. It should be a sky-high price. It would not be a problem for him to eat and drink for his whole life.
Zi Yan flew in front of the two elves, folded her wings and landed, then faced Yun Qiyou who was standing there stupidly, Ye Xiaochuan said: "This is my mother and the leader of this tribe."
The beautiful elf smiled slightly and said, "Call me Zi Shu."
Zi Yan is already three hundred and twenty years old, and her mother Zi Shu is probably over five hundred years old, or even older.
Ye Xiaochuan and the other two did not dare to neglect, and bowed down as a junior would do when meeting an elder, and said to Zi Shu: "Junior has met the leader of the Zi Shu clan."
Zi Shu smiled, then glanced at the old elf beside her and said, "This is the great wizard of our elf clan."
The two of them quickly paid homage to the great wizard.
Ever since the two of them came in, the old elf had been staring at the twin swords of Wu Feng and Zhan Chen stuck behind Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou.
After a while, the great wizard said hoarsely in a very poor Chinese language: "I already know your purpose of coming. This matter cannot be rushed. You can sit down."
The old little hand waved gently, and the flowers and plants in front of Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou suddenly seemed to come alive, and slowly stretched out two ordinary green flower clusters.
Ye Xiaochuan was horrified. This method of concentration was really extraordinary, at least the two of them couldn't do it now.
"What a powerful southern witchcraft!"
Seeing those small green grass flowers gathering into flower clusters on their own, others may not be able to tell. Ye Xiaochuan is the person who practices the most sacred books in the world. How could they not see that this is the ancient witchcraft that has been lost for many years in southern Xinjiang.
When the clan leader Zi Shu and the great wizard heard Ye Xiaochuan's words, they were slightly startled. Zi Shu said: "Young Master Ye has really good eyesight. Since you have found this place, you should know that our elves originate from southern Xinjiang, and many southern Xinjiang have long been lost.
The witchcraft that has lasted for thousands of years is actually spread among our elves. There are not many people in the world who can see the witchcraft in southern Xinjiang at a glance.
His knowledge and experience far exceeds that of most of the masters and seniors in the world."
Ye Xiaochuan was a little embarrassed and said: "The patriarch is ridiculous. I just heard an old man talk about it. I didn't expect the mystery of southern Xinjiang witchcraft today. I am really lucky." Zi Shu said: "Southern Xinjiang witchcraft.
Six thousand years ago, witchcraft was truly unparalleled in the world. Unfortunately, Southern Xinjiang bore the brunt of the catastrophe. Nowadays, most of the witchcraft in Southern Xinjiang has been lost, and less than one-tenth of the witchcraft is still passed down in Southern Xinjiang. We, the elves,
After all, we are not human beings. Although the witchcraft we practice is passed down from generation to generation,
Inherited from the ancient witch clan in southern Xinjiang, it is far from as powerful as the human ancestors of the ancient witch clan. In the eyes of you Middle-earth cultivators, it is really not worth mentioning."
When Yun Qiyou saw that Ye Xiaochuan actually talked about the ancient witchcraft in southern Xinjiang with the leader of the Zishu clan, he was a little puzzled. He thought that Ye Xiaochuan had a fierce personality and would draw out Wu Feng when they met, so that the great wizard and the clan leader could see it.
The ghost cloud text above. Seeing that the two were still talking about ancient witchcraft, she said: "The patriarch, the great wizard, I wonder if there is anyone in the noble family who can decipher the ghost cloud text that has been lost for a long time in southern Xinjiang?"
