The smooth tree trunks have been carved with scars like scars by the sky of time, and the mottled bark is like the palm prints of an old man, full of the feeling of ancient vicissitudes.
Thick old vines climbed up the ancient trees, and the thick vines were covered with large flame leaves, which seemed to be full of vitality.
The ancient trees are vigorous and give people a sense of grandeur and vicissitudes of life.
Standing in front of this ancient tree that towered over the earth and reached into the sky, even Fang Yun felt deep respect in his heart.
This is a great creature that has witnessed a long history of time and gave birth to elves, and cannot be desecrated.
Among the branches of the ancient trees, there are mysterious and beautiful elf huts, and some cute little flame elves shuttle happily among the huts.
This is their paradise, the peaceful and peaceful Forest of Fire Elves.
Huosang led Fang Yun along the trunk of the ancient elf tree, gradually rising, his face full of piety, like a pilgrim.
Affected by the fire mulberry, the fellow monks all became quiet. No one looked around, they were all carefully observing this magical ancient elf tree and feeling the wonder of the flame forest.
I don’t know how long I walked, but a tree house with flickering flames appeared on top of the ancient tree. Looking from a distance, I saw that the tree house was not big and was built among the trees.
However, after flying in, Fang Yun suddenly discovered that this tree house was like a huge gymnasium, covering an area of more than several hectares. Moreover, the tree house was also three stories high, antique, elegant and generous.
Huosang bowed slightly to Fang Yun and said softly: "I will arrange for the Son's friends to stay first, and we will go to visit God the Father together."
The Ancient Elf Tree is the father god of all elves.
Indeed, it was impossible for Huosang to bring so many people to see the ancient elf tree.
Fang Yun nodded slightly and said softly: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Great Elder."
Huo Sang turned back to Sang Mu She and said, "Xiao She, take them down to have a rest, and receive them with the etiquette of entertaining distinguished guests. We will come as soon as we go."
Sang Mushe put her left hand on her chest, bowed slightly to Huosang, and said softly: "Okay, Great Elder, don't worry, I won't miss anything."
Huosang nodded to Sangmu She, then looked at Fang Yun: "Holy Son, please come with me."
Fang Yun followed the five elf elders into the tree house and walked directly to the highest floor.
When they reached the top of the building, Fang Yun saw that there was a magical, shimmering hole at the top of the tree house, leading to nowhere.
The five elf elders stood at the entrance of the cave, clasped their hands, closed their eyes and prayed devoutly, especially the elder Huosang, who was mumbling words as if he was requesting something.
After about a stick of incense, Huosang's eyes suddenly opened and he said softly: "Okay, God the Father has sensed our request and asked me to take the Son into the elves' ancestral house. You just wait here.
A moment."
The other four elders nodded in unison and said yes.
Huosang stretched forward with one hand and pressed against the light door. In an instant, the light door burst into light, and brilliant divine fire spurted out. Soon, a strange space vaguely appeared behind the light door.
Huosang turned to look at Fang Yun and said softly: "Holy Son, let's go in, Father God is already waiting for us."
Fang Yun felt that this Vulcan Tree was really mysterious, and its hiding place was so hidden.
It seems that even for the flame elves, it is not that easy to see the Vulcan Tree.
So far, Fang Yun has not sensed any danger after entering the Forest of Flames.
Come to think of it, the Holy Son shouldn't be a trap, right?
Without thinking too much, Fang Yun said to Huosang piously: "Okay, Great Elder, let's go in together."
After saying that, Fang Yun stepped forward generously and stepped into the light door.
My head felt slightly dizzy, and my body felt momentarily weightless, as if it was falling downwards.
Fang Yun remained calm and raised his body instinctively to guard against possible dangers.
But immediately, the feeling of weightlessness disappeared. When Fang Yun regained his composure, he found that he had arrived in a wonderful space. Huosang was standing next to him, and opposite him was an old face with wrinkled tree bark.
After the two people came in, a pair of eyes slowly opened in the bark of the tree, and a pair of presbyopia appeared. Yes, the kind of eyes with poor eyesight.
The two of them were standing directly opposite him, but he was squinting, and his voice was full of vicissitudes of life: "Xiao Huosang, didn't I tell you? Since the Holy Son is back, if you have anything to do, please follow me more often.
The Holy Son discussed, why did you come to disturb me again so soon?"
Fang Yun wanted to say, "Senior, you are looking at the wrong place. We are here."
On the other hand, Huosang, probably not the first time he encountered this situation, stood below and whispered: "Father God, the Son and I are here."
The eyes turned around after hearing the news, and finally looked at Fang Yun, as if a little embarrassed, Gu Shu said softly: "I am old, my eyesight is not good, please don't be surprised, Holy Son, but please come here a few more times,
You will get used to it, just get used to it, get used to it and it will be fine.”
Fang Yun bowed slightly and said loudly: "Fang Yun has met the senior tree god, and to be honest with the senior, the reason why Elder Huosang awakened the senior was because of Fang Yun's request..."
Before Fang Yun finished speaking, the wrinkled bark of the ancient elf tree rippled, and an invisible mouth appeared in the bark, saying slowly: "Don't worry, Holy Son, don't worry,
You have to speak slowly, otherwise, I am too old and my ears are a bit deaf, so I can’t hear clearly. Huosang, don’t make any noise, the Holy Son and I are talking..."
Huo Sangxin, who was standing silently by the side, said, "Why am I making such a noise? This is obviously the Holy Son talking."
Fang Yun was slightly stunned.
He took a deep breath, and then slowly said: "Senior Tree God, it's me who is speaking..."
Gu Shu: "What are you talking about? Please speak louder. I didn't hear you clearly. I said, Huosang, please stop making noise. I'm communicating with the Holy Son."
Fang Yun was a little helpless.
Unexpectedly, the ancient elf tree has become so old. Is this because it is deaf and blind?
Unexpectedly, I had some communication difficulties, which is not a problem.
Involuntarily, Fang Yun looked at Huosang beside him.
Huosang sighed and said softly: "Holy Son, when communicating with the ancient elf tree, you must be calm and maintain a natural heart. Otherwise, the ancient tree will not understand what you are saying at all. It is said that this is a kind of communication.
obstacle……"
The ancient elf tree actually heard it very clearly this time, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Who are you talking about? Huosang, who are you talking about? I am a little older, but it is not a communication barrier, but you are too stupid to figure it out.
The secret of the elves, the Holy Son has just arrived, isn’t it because he is not familiar with the situation yet? By the way, Holy Son, you should be able to understand what I am saying, right?”
Fang Yun felt that this ancient elf tree was not only a little old, but also a little old and confused.
It was quite difficult to talk to him.
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yun calmed down his mind according to Elder Huosang's words, and carefully perceived the Elf Space. After a moment, Fang Yun felt a very strange feeling in his heart, as if there was a vibration in this space.
Like a wonderful melody.
Fang Yun was slightly startled, and immediately remembered an extremely special way of speaking, which shocked the language family.
Fang Yun is a master of Tima language and writing, and has studied many languages.
Therefore, Fang Yun knows some wonderful languages and characters, among which is this vibration language system.
This language system, to put it simply, is a vibration wave band. Different wave bands represent different meanings, and different wave bands have different effects.
Generally speaking, this vibration language family mostly comes from very ancient primitive races.
Unexpectedly, this ancient elf tree actually relied on this to communicate with the elf.
To be honest, Huo Sang has never learned this language system, and he can still communicate with Gushu normally. I have to say that Huo Sang's language talent is really good.
Although this language family is partial, it is not difficult for Fang Yun to speak.
It didn't take long for Fang Yun to have figured out the trick, and there was a strange vibration band in his voice: "Elf Tree God, hello, I am monk Fang Yun. I have met the senior Tree God..."
The dizzy old eyes of the ancient elf tree suddenly lit up, and chrysanthemum-like patterns bloomed on the wrinkled old face: "Let me tell you, the Holy Son is not an outsider. Not only can he understand the ancient elf language of the ancient tree,
, and you can learn it as soon as you learn it, which is much better than when you, Huosang, were on the road."
Elder Huosang also looked at Fang Yun in great surprise, and sighed sincerely: "Yes, Fang Yun is indeed my elf son, and he is indeed a special being who has been blessed by the Sun God. Lord Tree God has a keen eye, Huosang
admire."
Chrysanthemums bloomed again on the old face of the ancient elf tree: "I felt the power of the ancestor god on the kit. Unexpectedly, Fang Yun was indeed blessed by the sun god. Well, he is worthy of being the Son of Flame. He is worthy of being the Holy Son of Flame.
…”
Fang Yun was a little stunned!
Unexpectedly, before things were said, this man had once again confirmed his identity as the Holy Son of Flame.
This old tree is not only too old to be obedient, but also a bit too old and confused.