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The tree hole behind the bronze giant gate should be very huge, from the gate more than ten zhang high, you can see that the space inside is definitely not small, the faint ghostly light, through a few feet between the two bronze giant doors floated out, it is very strange that the light only floated to the front of the giant gate, did not drill out through the gap

Come, there is a mysterious force that imprisons the light behind the bronze gate.

As the words of the purple smoke fell, a woman's voice slowly sounded behind the bronze giant gate, speaking the same Middle-earth dialect, not the language of the elves.

"Yan'er, bring Yun Fairy and Ye Gongzi in. ”

The voice was very soft, but it seemed to sound in the ears of Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou.

The two of them glanced at each other, and they both saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

It seems that the elves are not only capable of archery, but also that there is a very high level of sorcery in this sound.

Yun Qiyou tidied up his clothes, and when he saw that Ye Xiaochuan was about to stride towards the bronze giant gate, he reached out and grabbed him, and straightened out his slightly messy corner and collar.

"Why are you so sloppy, the elves are a group that loves cleanliness and neatness, don't lose the face of Cangyunmen. ”

Faced with Yun Qiyou's reprimand, Ye Xiaochuan had no choice but to smile.

Yun Qiyou's movements were very gentle, and after tidying up Ye Xiaochuan's clothes and appearance, the two followed the purple smoke girl into the bronze gate.

Passing through the gap in the gate, Ye Xiaochuan's eyes suddenly lit up, although it did not reach the point where it was as bright as day, but it was definitely much brighter than feeling outside.

Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou were both surprised, it seems that this ancient altar is really strange, there is light inside, it is quite bright, and the bronze giant door is not tightly closed, but the light inside does not spread through the gap. In addition to this, the space in this tree cave altar is also very huge, with a radius of twenty or thirty zhang, Ye Xiaochuan is a little worried, after all, at a height of four thousand zhang, the trunk of the Ancient Divine Tree is only a hundred zhang in diameter, if you dig a tree hole of three or five zhang against a giant tree like the Ancient Divine Tree

It doesn't matter if you dig a large hole in the tree, it is very likely to affect the safety of the entire giant tree.

After all, on this altar, there are thousands of feet of canopy and trunk, and once the main trunk can't bear the weight on it, it is very likely to be crushed. Although the tree hole is large, there is nothing else superfluous, the ground under the feet is like dirt, there are many weeds and small flowers, the only striking thing is a white jade statue facing the bronze gate, it is a stone statue of an elf, about the same size as a human, there are three pairs behind it

The wings are extremely beautiful, the eyeballs and the transparent wings and purple smoke behind them are all purple, which is a very noble color of the elves, representing the king of the elves.

This white jade stone carving elf is not only very large, but also has a very eye-catching place, she is kneeling on the ground on one knee, looking at the sky, holding a bow with both hands open, as if she wants to bend the bow to shoot down the demon moon of the nine heavens, but there is only a bow, but there are no arrows.

After looking at it for a while, I saw two elves under the beautiful elven statue, one looked young and had purple wings, which should be Ziyan's mother, that is, the patriarch of this elf clan.

The other elf is also a woman, but she is very old, she looks like an old woman among humans, her skin is not as white as the other elves, slightly yellowish, her body is full of wrinkles, and she holds a scepter in her hand, on which there is a purple gem, which is very dazzling.

Ye Xiaochuan couldn't see anything valuable, and when he saw the purple gem on the top of the scepter in the hand of the great wizard, he immediately gave an estimate, it should be a sky-high price, and it is not a problem to eat and drink by himself for a lifetime.

Ziyan flew in front of the two elf clans, retracted his wings and fell, and then said to Yun Qiyou and Ye Xiaochuan, who were standing there stupidly: "This is my mother and the patriarch of my clan. ”

The beautiful elf smiled slightly and said, "Call me Zishu." ”

Ziyan is three hundred and twenty years old, and her mother Zishu may be over five hundred years old, or even higher.

Ye Xiaochuan and the others didn't dare to slack off, and said to Zishu with the bowing salute of the younger generation seeing the elders: "The younger generation has seen the Zishu patriarch. ”

Zishu smiled, then glanced at the old elf beside her, and said, "This is the great wizard of our elf clan. ”

The two of them hurriedly saluted the great wizard again.

As soon as the two of them came in, this old elf had been staring at the two swords of Wufeng and Dust Slashing that were diagonally inserted behind Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou.

After a while, the Great Wizard said hoarsely in a very lame Middle-earth language: "I know your intentions, and this matter is urgent, so sit down." ”

The old man's little hand waved gently, and he saw that the flowers and plants in front of Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou suddenly seemed to come to life, slowly stretching out two green flower clusters that were like ordinary ones.

Ye Xiaochuan was shocked in his heart, this method of cohesion was really extraordinary, at least the two of them couldn't do it at present.

"What a powerful southern Xinjiang witchcraft!"

Looking at those grass and small flowers that can gather into flower clusters on their own, others may not be able to see that Ye Xiaochuan is the person who cultivates the most heavenly books in the world, how can he not see that this is the ancient witchcraft that has been lost in southern Xinjiang for many years.

Patriarch Zishu and the Great Wizard were all slightly stunned when they heard Ye Xiaochuan's words. Zishu said: "Ye Gongzi is really good eyesight, since you have found here, you should know that our elf clan originated from southern Xinjiang, many witchcraft in southern Xinjiang has been lost for thousands of years, in fact, there are still some rumors in our elf clan, there are not many people in the world who can see witchcraft in southern Xinjiang at a glance, you see this."

has far surpassed most of the predecessors of the world. ”

Ye Xiaochuan was a little embarrassed, and said: "The patriarch praised it falsely, the younger generation just heard an old timer talk about it, but I didn't expect that the mystery of witchcraft in southern Xinjiang today is really a blessing for three lives." Zishu said: "Southern Xinjiang witchcraft, six thousand years ago, is indeed the only one in the world, but unfortunately, under the catastrophe, southern Xinjiang bears the brunt, now most of the witchcraft in southern Xinjiang has been lost, and there are less than one-tenth of the inheritance in southern Xinjiang

Inherited from the Ancient Wu Clan in Southern Xinjiang, but it is far less powerful than the human ancestors of the Ancient Wu Clan, and in the eyes of you Middle-earth cultivators, it is really not worth mentioning. ”

Yun Qi saw that Ye Xiaochuan actually talked to the patriarch Zishu about the ancient witchcraft in southern Xinjiang, and he was a little puzzled, and thought that Ye Xiaochuan's monkey personality would pull out Wufeng as soon as they met, and let the great wizard and the patriarch look at the ghost Yunwen above. Seeing that the two of them were still talking about ancient witchcraft, she said: "Patriarch, Great Wizard, I wonder if there are any nobles who can decipher the long-lost ghost cloud script in southern Xinjiang?"