Although there were some accidents, but his little life was saved by others, Chen Daolin still readily agreed to go.
Barossa was originally going to go with her, but after her brother said a few words coldly, the elf girl sat back and looked at Chen Daolin helplessly: "The elder invited you alone." ” "Let's go, then."
Chen Daolin spread his hand.
Barossa's brother snorted softly, jumped open the rattan curtain and walked out, Chen Daolin following behind.
However, along the way, I didn't get a little good face from the other party.
Even when Chen Daolin pouted his ass and carefully climbed the vine ladder, this cold-faced guy had no intention of stopping and waiting.
Where did Lao Tzu offend this guy, Chen Daolin was also a little secretly unhappy in his heart.
The elder's abode is in the very center of the tribe.
This is a huge tree that is obviously much thicker than the surrounding trees, and the trunk of this large tree is so thick that it can only be surrounded by more than a dozen people in the past, even in this vast frozen forest, such a size of a tree is relatively rare.
On top of this huge tree, the branches are covered with that kind of green vines, and from a distance, it seems as if countless green curtains are hung on the body of the tree, and some curtains even hang down to the ground.
Chen Daolin looked up, and at the top of the canopy, there was a very large tree house in it, faintly visible in a verdant branch and leaf.
Just looking at the tree house on the top of the tree, Chen Daolin was a little difficult how to go up The other treehouses in the tribe have rattan ladders, which are for young elves who have not grown wings.
But the elder's dwelling clearly does not have such a configuration.
Chen Daolin smiled bitterly and looked at Barossa's brother, this cold-faced guy finally said something, he walked to the trunk of the tree, pulled down a vine the thickness of a human arm, gently pulled a knot, let Chen Daolin come over and stand on it, and motioned him to hold on hard.
Barossa's brother slapped the trunk twice, and whispered a few words in Elven that seemed to be incantations.
Chen Daolin suddenly felt that the vine under his feet suddenly moved, as if it was a living spirit snake, quickly spreading up and twisting along the trunk of the tree.
And Chen Daolin, who was holding the vine in his hand, followed the rising vine, and in a moment, he was brought to the top of the canopy, and when the rising speed under his feet stopped, the tree house hidden in the canopy was one step away in front of him.
Chen Daolin was a little surprised in his heart, is this an elevator made by magic?
Looking at the treehouse in front of him, behind a rattan curtain, a slightly hoarse voice came, speaking the human language of the Roland Empire that Chen Daolin could understand.
"Dear Tulip Family Visitor, please come in."
Chen Daolin's heart moved, and he remembered what Barossa had told him, and the elder of the elf clan thought that he was a member of the tulip family, so he was willing to take out the natural tree sap to save his life.
Barossa told herself not to break it.
Chen Daolin had a bottom in his heart, laughed, stretched out his hand to open the vine curtain, and strode into the tree house.
The size of the treehouse is so large that as soon as you step in, you can smell a strong fragrance.
It's like being in a sea of flowers.
However, Chen Daolin didn't think he was too interested in the too strong aroma, and this strong aroma made his brain a little groggy and uncomfortable, and he couldn't help sneezing.
The walls of the treehouse are full of clumps of flowers, which seem to be rooted in the walls of the treehouse, and they grow directly.
At a glance, the house is full of blooms, colorful and violet.
At the forefront, there is a rattan table, on which is placed a horn, the horn at first glance is quite thoughtful, there is a corner missing, but the missing part is made up with gold.
Next to the horn is a cluster of flowers, and the horn is clustered in it.
Chen Daolin looked around, and finally saw this "elder".
In the corner of the tree house, there was a soft couch that seemed to be a tatami mat, which seemed to be woven of vines, and a fairy dressed in white sat there quietly, with a clay pot and two wooden cups on the couch.
The clay pot was steaming hot.
The white-clothed elf raised his head and smiled at Chen Daolin: "Please come and sit down, guests from afar."
I'm sorry, but as the owner of this place, it was my rudeness to see you until today. ” The moment he raised his head, Chen Daolin saw the tribal elder clearly.
Originally, he thought that he would see an old man with a white beard and white hair, but at this moment, Chen Daolin knew that he was wrong.
I heard that these elves are all long-lived races, and an ordinary elf has a lifespan of two or three hundred years.
And the talent of the elves means that even after they are old, their appearance will not become too old.
And the "elder" in front of him, he looks similar to a middle-aged man in his forties among human beings at most, or even younger.
His appearance is naturally the handsome kind that the elves have always had, but after staying in this tribe for so many days, Chen Daolin has already had some resistance to the naturally handsome men and beauties of the elf clan, and he will get used to it after seeing too much anyway.
He even felt that this kind of handsome men and beautiful women looked really characterless.
It's as if all the guys are printed out of one mold.
However, this elder's eyes surprised Chen Daolin a little in his heart, he had a pair of very wise eyes.
When that look came, it was filled with a kind of wisdom that had been precipitated over the years.
This look is not sharp, and it is not sloppy, but being shrouded in such a look, Chen Daolin suddenly has a feeling that the hairs on his whole body stand up.
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It's as if he's seen through by this guy.
Chen Daolin took a deep breath, strode over, sat in front of the elder and approached to see that the corners of the other party's eyes were covered with subtle and imperceptible wrinkles.
This is probably the only trace of his age.
The elder looked at Chen Daolin smiling, but Chen Daolin's heart was a little hairy, but Chen Daolin still made up his mind in his heart: You invited me here, if you don't speak, Lao Tzu will never speak first.
The elven elder looked at Chen Daolin carefully for a while before finally putting away his smile.
He slowly stretched out his hand, picked up the clay pot in front of him, poured a cup of liquid that seemed to be tea, and gently pushed it in front of Chen Daolin: "This is the flower juice brewed by our elf clan itself, please taste it." ” Chen Daolin took a sip of it, and it was really fragrant, but he smacked his lips, and he couldn't help blurting out: "Well, it's not as delicious as Garuda flower juice." ” The expression on the elder's face remained unchanged, but his eyes flashed suddenly, and then he asked in a steady voice, "Oh, have you ever tasted the Garuda flower juice, is that a treasure of the Great Elf Clan?"
” Chen Daolin felt a little regretful in his heart, coughed, just smiled, and did not answer.
The elder poured the cup in front of Chen Daolin again, and Chen Daolin noticed that the other party's palm was white and slender, just like a young man's hand.
"It's been more than ten days since the guests came to our tribe."
The other party seemed to be greeting, but Chen Daolin immediately stood up and bowed deeply: "I haven't had a chance to thank the elder for saving his life."
I've heard Barossa say that if it weren't for the elders who saved me with the natural sap of your tribe, I'm afraid I'd have died. ” The elder smiled slightly, his smile light: "Barossa is a good child, but her words are serious.
I've seen your injuries myself, and even if you don't have the sap of the natural tree, you won't die, at most your injuries heal more slowly. ” After a pause, the elder smiled and said, "I was a little strange at the time.
There are no magic fluctuations in your body, and your physique does not look like a warrior, but I used magic to heal your injuries, but it immediately triggered the echo of a natural element in your body, and that natural element seems to be quite similar to our elven race.
I was still puzzled, but you just said that you once drank the Garuda flower juice of the Great Elf Clan, so that's right.
He paused, looked at the confusion in Chen Daolin's eyes, and explained: "Garuda flower juice is a precious thing refined by the Great Elf Clan with magic, if our Elf Clan drinks it, it can improve the sense of the origin of magic power, and if ordinary people drink it, it will also increase their own natural elements."
Although it can't be immortal, it promotes the vitality of the body to be more vigorous, and on weekdays, ordinary diseases will not invade, and as for external injuries, they will recover faster than ordinary people.
Garuda Flower Juice specializes in enhancing the body's natural vitality element, and unfortunately you are not a magician, otherwise, you would be able to cultivate magic with infinite benefits.
However, now that your body has been strengthened and your vitality is more vigorous, it is not in vain. ”: