Chapter 49 Elf Island [VIP]
Holy Court.
North of the Holy Court, there is a special area where the sun cannot reach and snow falls all year round.
A huge icy tree stands between heaven and earth, with countless dense, translucent branches and leaves blocking out the sun. It looks so holy, and the veins of its leaves are like chalcedony.
Any life standing under this tree will feel like returning to the womb.
Part of the rhizome that stretches for thousands of miles grows on the ground. A woman praying quietly under the tree has her silver hair flying and is wearing a snow-white cloak.
The entire space is white, just like the sea and sky.
A man in a divine robe suddenly appeared behind him and nodded slightly: "Are you looking for me?"
This man is already the high priest of the Holy See and holds an extremely high status, but he is still very respectful towards women.
All the snowflakes were suspended in the air for a moment, and time seemed to stand still for a moment.
The saint stood up slowly. Her holy aura was the natural nemesis of the undead: "Go to the elves in person and bring back something."
The high priest who had been listening quietly became extremely solemn when he heard the next sentence.
"This is the meaning of the tree of life. There is no room for error."
The high priest swore a solemn oath, promising never to let the Holy See down.
But he couldn't help but show a trace of difficulty on his face: "I'm afraid the Elf King won't easily do as we wish."
That person's power was so great that even the Beast King could kill him at will.
The snowflakes hovering in the air had the power to purify everything. When they fell again, the Saint came over and said, "The Elf King will no longer be a threat. I have a way to deal with him. You just need to do as I say."
As he spoke, a white porcelain jade bottle appeared in his palm.
She whispered a few words, and the priest's eyes brightened after hearing them.
Snow was still falling between heaven and earth, and there was no life around the everlasting Tree of Life. The saint returned to the foot of the tree and prayed quietly.
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“Two tickets are so expensive.”
The prices in the Holy City are really high. After buying the ticket, Lujia went to buy some space scrolls as usual. In fact, with his current ability, he would not need so many.
But... I'm just happy.
As a person with mild paranoia, he gained a full sense of security during the stockpiling process.
Under the watchful eyes of the shop owner, who knew how many enemies he had, Luka prepared to return to the guild hall.
The snow ferret was disgusted by the bombed environment of the guild hall and was never seen all day long. When he reached the room, Quill was alone, waiting for him to have breakfast.
Quill: "Has the manuscript been sent out?"
He hopes that his manuscripts will be exposed more than Luke does, so as to benefit all living beings.
Luka nodded, stirred the magic beans in the cup and asked, "Is it okay for you to go with me in human form?"
Speaking of which, Alex is the culprit behind the division of the elves.
Quill adjusted the black glove on his right skeleton and calmly mentioned the past: "It has nothing to do with me. It was the early light elves who were foolishly naive about the outside world."
He simply bought those tortured elves from the auction house and used them.
The elves are so proud that you cannot force them to sign a low-level blood contract by threatening their lives.
"Forbidden potions can greatly enhance strength, but will change their light attributes."
He didn't need to intervene in the following matters. The dark elves believed that strength was the way to salvation, and they incited and coaxed other members of the same race to change their attributes. Unfortunately...
Quill narrowed his eyes, "Later on, I allowed them to seek revenge, and the dark elves began launching bloody hunts in various places, which became one of the reasons for my failure."
A few words represent a turbulent period of time.
Luke sighed after hearing this, Alex was definitely a tyrant with both strength and means.
Unfortunately, tyrants are destined to be overthrown.
The quill pen did not feel sad because of the past memories.
He was more focused on the present, as his memories were restored in chronological order, and the part with Luke was still a long way off.
“That era, whether it was my supporters or my opponents, is almost gone.”
Necromancers like to associate with darkness, so cloaks and masks are standard equipment.
Luke breathed a sigh of relief, there really was nothing to worry about.
While eating breakfast, Luke took the time to learn about the elves, found the snow ferrets, and finally went to see the saint.
In order to save his life, he made some other arrangements after the meeting.
"I would like to ask you for a few favors." Although I say a few, they are all easy and for a saint, it is just a matter of talking.
The saint did not refuse.
Luke hesitated for a moment and asked, "What kind of personality do you think the Elf King has?"
He had to find a way to please him.
The saint smiled.
"I know some secrets about him, but I can't tell you. You've made preparations. Being too prepared would make you seem insincere."
That makes sense.
Lujia believed the other party's judgment, stopped pestering him, and stood up to leave.
The saint thought for a moment and finally gave a reminder: "Remember, the Elf King is like a strange and beautiful flower, pursuing spiritual civilization over material civilization."
Luke understood it immediately, it was really weird.
The saint was pleased and asked the law enforcement captain to personally take them to the human ferry.
The boat was filled with pleasant floral scents and fragrant mist, and the price of a trip was enough to bankrupt an ordinary person.
The long dragon was well-informed. He looked at Lujia and spoke in human language: "Are you the man who is more beautiful than the Elf King in the legend?"
Luke looked hopeless and begged him not to mention it again.
He noticed that there was a larger Jiao ship next to him and asked curiously, "Is there anyone else going to the Elf Tribe today?"
As he was speaking, the air suddenly turned cold.
Luke stretched out his hand and caught a few snowflakes.
“……”Who wants to seek justice?
The law enforcement team that was escorting them saw a white shadow coming from behind. They were stunned for a moment, then they immediately put their legs together and straightened their backs, and performed a very standard etiquette: "High Priest."
High Priest, someone from the Holy Court?
Luke turned around subconsciously.
The first thing he saw was pure white, followed by the human figure. The unnatural white light came from the special clothes.
The man was wearing a spotless white robe, holding a scepter and with a cross-like pendant box hanging on his chest.
The most striking thing is his face.
At first glance, it was a serious and upright face, but when you looked again, it seemed old and weak, and when you looked closely, it turned out to be a young man.
It was the first time Luke looked at someone for more than four times.
...the feeling of the four seasons turning.
The moment the priest approached, the dragon's long and slender neck was about to drop to the surface of the water.
The cold air slowed down the blood flow throughout the body. Luka felt a little uncomfortable and frowned slightly.
The high priest did not respond to the captain of the law enforcement team's greeting, and when the face showed the face of a young man, he also frowned.
The priest frowned twice along the way.
Once I saw the filth left by the birds above the ferry, and another time I saw Luke, which was like seeing something extremely filthy.
Luke stretched out his legs and stepped on the priest's shadow.
He looked at the quill and said, "Jie, I'm going to be lucky today."
I stepped on dog shit.
The ferret, which was originally looking at the high priest's feather pen and licking its fur gloomily, twitched its mouth slightly.
The high priest's eyes were like frosty swords, piercing straight ahead.
Luke took an elegant step with his long legs and gently rolled on Shadow's head again.
I stepped on it again.
Double the luck, yay.
High Priest: “You…”
Fighting is strictly prohibited near the ferry, so Lujia decided to quit while he was ahead and walked onto the dragon boat without looking back before the other party could say anything.
The gaze from behind almost burned through his back.
Luke looked around the environment with a carefree mind. The decoration inside the cabin was even more luxurious.
The sea water was almost frozen at this moment. The law enforcement captain outside did not dare to look at the high priest's expression. Chang Jiao was even more unwilling to get involved in the dispute, so he set off immediately.
At a speed of several hundred kilometers per hour, the Jiao boat was very stable and the fruit plate on the table did not move at all.
Inside the cabin, Luka sat cross-legged and began to eat.
The snow ferret shook its tail. It thought Luke would explore the reason why the high priest went to the elves.
"The high priest must be wondering what I'm going to do there." Luke said.
In that previous glance, besides disgust, there was also a slight surprise, which meant that the high priest did not expect to meet him.
"If I were to think about the same thing, I would be at a loss."
Now, he has to think less than the other party.
The ferret's tail curved slightly to form a question mark.
Is this how it is calculated?
The berries taste good, and Luke uses the sweetness to activate his brain.
Of course it is true. If you don’t know how to answer a question in the exam, your guessing rate might be higher than thinking.
So there is something to think about.
Lujia always focused on the problem at hand, and said seriously: "It is difficult for outsiders to gain permission to enter the elves. Everyone, I have a plan."
Snow Ferret: “Ji?”
When Quill Pen saw Luke's signature smile, he quietly changed his position and prepared to go outside the cabin to get some fresh air.
Want to run?
Lu Jia calmly took the first seat at the door, pretending nothing had happened and continued, "The secret is to please the other party. Please cooperate with me."
…
The Jiao ship drifted on the sea for more than ten days, and the weather at sea was unpredictable.
On the sea horizon ten thousand meters away is a never-fading green. There is always one season there, and the elves like to live in tree houses, where peace and mystery are permeated everywhere.
An arrow from a common elf can track an enemy for thousands of meters.
Any visitor who enters without an invitation will be greeted by countless magic spells and rain of arrows.
Despite this, there are still many visitors from afar wandering around every day, and many rare magical plants and minerals that are almost extinct can only be found here.
In order to get the opportunity to enter the Elf Forest, they racked their brains and were willing to exchange everything.
Today, as usual, there are many visitors from different races wandering along the coastline, keeping a low profile and expressing their requests.
There was only endless dense forest ahead. But these visitors are well aware that countless pairs of eyes are staring at them from the trees that change color with the light.
Unfortunately, for half a month in a row, no lucky person succeeded in obtaining visitor qualifications.
"Look, it's a Jiao ship sent from the human race."
While waiting in boredom, everyone looked towards the sea.
The Jiao ships are also divided into different levels. The Jiao ship of the priest has a higher speed and arrives first. When they see the iconic white robes, all the tribes subconsciously make way.
The Holy See has a transcendent status and people generally do not want to offend them.
At the head of the cabin, the high priest looked straight ahead into the depths of the woods, facing the forest ranger at a distance of ten thousand meters.
He took a step across the hundred meters and reached the shore.
The visitors on the shore looked at each other in bewilderment. The scepter of the Holy See was a symbol of rank, and the person who came was actually a high priest.
The light spell practiced by the Holy Court is very special. Wherever they go, the temperature will drop and the atmosphere will become solemn.
After getting ashore, the high priest waved his hand and a box full of rare treasures instantly appeared on the shore.
The box opened automatically, and the visitor, who stretched his neck to look curiously, gasped.
"The crystal ball of prophecy, the Holy Grail of Light, the cursed mistletoe..."
The top layer alone is already a huge expense. These gifts are not only precious, but most importantly, they cater to the recipient’s preferences.
For example, the cursed mistletoe juice applied to arrows can have a certain invisibility effect.
"It's worthy of being the Holy Court." It has a profound foundation and can easily come up with good things.
Just as they were exclaiming in amazement, a very festive and lively melody suddenly floated over from the sea.
The calls of cuckoos, partridges, swallows, mountain chirps, blue tits...the calls of different birds are imitated alternately, as if someone had poked a bird's nest in the sea.
The visitors were stunned.
In the forest, pairs of green eyes turned away from the high priest and unconsciously looked further away.
Another dragon boat came to the shore, and in the distance three figures were walking towards us playing the classic music "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix".
Two adults and one child, each holding a suona.
The small and old one in the middle was exhausted. The ferret's claws calmly controlled the air holes, blowing his cheeks up high. The big feather pen had a blank expression. It was obviously the upper song, but he blew out the lower song style specially used for funerals.
For the first time, he was speechless at his own high learning ability and managed to learn it within two days.
Luke on the left played the flute most actively, using his tongue to the extreme.
The superposition of triple notes gives it a strong momentum.
I don’t know if they were disturbed or if they resonated with the sound, but the birds in the forest also started to chirp non-stop.
At first there were only tens of thousands of them, but soon the number spread to hundreds of thousands. The "birds" on both sides sang crazily at high pitches at the same time, and the clouds in the sky were about to be shaken apart.
Visitors of various races were confused and confused when they were caught in the middle.
Stop blowing.
…The souls in the ancestral graves are about to be blown away.
Gu!
The version of "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix" that is currently circulating has basically deleted the crowing sound of the rooster, but Luke restored it. When he was approaching, he aimed at the wind direction behind the priest's head and made a loud croak.
Two hairs stood up on the high priest's head.
Lujia mainly provided remote suona services. When he approached, he temporarily stopped playing and applied the way the high priest looked at him a few days ago. He scanned the boxes around him:
“Gold and silver cannot adorn birds that are born free, jewels only weigh down their wings, but music lasts forever.”
The high priest's face suddenly darkened as he was being stepped on.
Amid the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers along the way, Luke began to play again.
Birds were chirping in the forest. In the vast ancient forest, a blond elf looked at the patrol captain and said, "Captain, don't hesitate. Let him in."
If the high priest doesn't come in, this one has to come in.
The other elves nearby nodded as well.
Please come in quickly.
The elves like quietness and prefer gentle and elegant melodies. They are going crazy with all the noise.
If anyone else had caused this kind of commotion, they would have definitely shot arrows back, but the suona had just become popular, and the elves had a desire to explore any kind of musical instrument.
In addition, the song itself is also very wonderful, and the performer's skills are very superb. Every time the bird's call changes, he imitates it vividly.
So we can’t say that the other party is insincere.
Otherwise they just don’t know how to appreciate it.
…
Outside the forest, Lujia’s current cultivation level has made his Qi and blood abundant, so even blowing for a few hours is not a problem.
The high priest looked at him, confused by the unpredictable faces of different ages.
Originally, he didn't want to cause trouble before meeting the Elf King, but now... Amid the sound of suona, without any unnecessary movements, the high priest just tapped the ground lightly with the end of his scepter, and the invisible crystals turned into polygonal sharp blades, shooting towards Luke.
Quill crushed the crystal with his bare hands.
The high priest showed a hint of surprise and this time he directly raised the scepter.
Fighting requires the use of hands. Luke was just about to tell Quill to ignore him and let them run and blow along the coastline together, when suddenly four green light spots floated in the distance.
What?
Luke didn't know, but someone else knew.
The visitor's excited and envious voice came: "The elf's pass!"
Amidst the anticipation, the green fluorescence bypassed the visitors who were hoping for a lucky break and landed on the brows of Luke and the others.
Lujia reached out and touched it. It was slightly raised and felt like the shape of a leaf. Suddenly his hearing and vision became much clearer.
He immediately put away his suona, stretched out his long legs, and said to the quill and the ferret, "It's all right."
"grumble."
Since learning to play the suona, the ferret has gotten used to walking upright at its old age.
The high priest did not engage in any more meaningless fighting.
He looked at the thin back of the young man in front of him, and thought of his fate that brought misfortune to his father and mother, and his expression became even colder.
“What a hassle.”
Not only is it troublesome, it's also a stain on the Saint.
We have to find a way to solve it.
Behind him, the treasure chest on the shore was temporarily placed there. No visitor dared to take a chance on it and kept their distance from it.
With a step that showed no regard for his relatives, Lujia walked all the way to the outer trees and felt the terrifying vitality of these trees firsthand.
The bark undulated slightly, as if it were a living, breathing thing.
When Lujia observed the environment, dozens of figures appeared in the place where the lights were intertwined under the tree.
The elves all have amazing looks. Their iconic pointed ears make their faces look more delicate. The fabrics of their clothes are soft, thin, and have good concealing properties.
Almost every elf carries a longbow that is as slender and strong as a crescent moon.
According to the information Luke had learned, the person who appeared now was a forest ranger.
They will first ask visitors what they need and then propose the bargaining chips. It is worth noting that if the payment is not successful the first time, you will be permanently blacklisted by the elves.
The leading ranger's bow was the only one in hand, and his eyes lingered on Luke's long hair for only a few seconds.
Natural black, what a unique color.
With this look and temperament, it’s no wonder that he dares to talk nonsense in the newspaper.
He glanced at the high priest's face, which changed with the seasons.
Ugly rejection.
"Visitors from afar, please tell us what you need."
For the sake of the treasure and his identity, the ranger did not drive the ugly man away, but chose to ask Luke first.
Their tone of voice is as cold and beautiful as their ethnic group's appearance.
Luke glanced at the quill, which nodded slightly, suggesting that there was no need to be tactful when dealing with elves.
So he went straight to the point: "I want to see the Elf King."
A very plain sentence instantly caused a series of chain reactions.
The high priest's eyes were as cold as ice, and the gazes of many elves in the depths of the woods turned over and all focused on one person.
Luke calmly repeated, "I want to see the Elf King."
For the sake of the Internet, we must do everything we can to attract the attention of the Elf King.
He is proficient in playing various musical instruments, composing and performing, hosting and reciting, and all kinds of dancing. Apart from his good looks, he is not afraid of any PK with the elves.
The author has something to say:
Luke's Diary Guide:
Luke: @Elf King. What do you think of saints?
Elf King: A ruthless name-changing machine.
Luke: @Saint, may I ask why you didn’t change the positions in the Holy Court at the same time?
Sage: They demonstrated.
Saint: @Luke, I actually think you are quite divine. Would you consider calling yourself Shenjia or Shenriad?
Luke turned and walked away, leaving behind a trail of footsteps.
…
On February 2, the dragon raises its head, and the dragon clan randomly drops 66 small red envelopes~
Zaizai is the coolest!
Luke: ...
Stop using puns!
Please witness the beautiful (crossed out) artistic collision between Luke and the Elf King tomorrow~
In the new month, I hope everyone will support us.
If you have extra nutrient solution, consider 666~
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