Chapter Forty-Eight: The Elven Tribe

The tribe of the little dolls is very beautiful and green with grass. The houses are made of thick green vines, arranged in a circle, with a total of 12 circles, and in the middle is a blue lake. There is a small island in the middle of the lake, and a crystal palace is built on the island. The tribe may not look grandiose, but it is very simple and elegant, which makes people feel refreshed.

"Are they creatures living in the Sixty Jiazi Building?" Tang Lin asked Jiang Youxuan next to him.

Jiang Youxuan thought for a while and said: "Since their historical records, they have lived in this land, they are not humans or spirit animals, they are elves formed by the aura of heaven and earth. ”

"Oh, how do you understand them, and why do they respect you so much!"

"I don't know, there's something going on here, so I can understand what they're saying, and they're able to understand what I'm saying. As soon as they saw me, they took me back and said anything, I am their goddess!"

"Goddess?" Tang Lin was very strange, could it be that this group of elves coveted Jiang Youxuan's beauty?

While Tang Lin was thinking, the elf who took the lead stopped in front of a tall green vine house, and he chattered something to the doorman! After hearing his words, the doorman hurriedly ran to the house, ran out again, and said a few words to him.

"Whoa, whoa!" the elf shouted as he turned around.

"He said, "The patriarch let us in." Jiang Youxuan enthusiastically translated.

"Oh!" Tang Lin thought to himself, their patriarch wouldn't be a little doll too.

Entering the green vine house, in the center of the room sat an elf with a stick, the elf had many wrinkles on his face, and a white beard, which was no different from other elves.

The elven patriarch stepped down from his seat, first saluted Jiang Youxuan, and then looked at Tang Lin. He stared at Tang Lin for a moment, as if confirming something, and then shouted to the guards.

When the guards heard the patriarch's order, they hurriedly loosened the rope wrapped around Tang Lin's body.

Tang Lin hadn't understood what was going on, wasn't he being taken in as a prisoner, how could he loosen his ties again. Jiang Youxuan on the side was also surprised.

The patriarch pulled off one of his fingers, handed it to Tang Lin, and said a word to Tang Lin.

"He said, let you eat, eat, and you'll understand their language. Jiang Youxuan translated.

"Eat his fingers?" Tang Lin didn't want to eat it, he really hadn't done anything about eating his fingers raw.

"Just eat with confidence, they are made of spiritual power, and the fingers are naturally composed of spiritual power. Jiang Youxuan saw Tang Lin's embarrassment and explained to him.

On the other side, another finger grew out of the broken finger that the patriarch had lost, but the newly grown finger was very immature, like a baby's finger.

Tang Lin heard that it was made of spiritual power, and he didn't hesitate, opening his mouth and swallowing it. There was not the slightest smell of blood on the fingers, only a sweet smell. When the fingers entered his mouth, they turned into pure spiritual power and were absorbed by him.

"Hello, respected male god!" said the elven patriarch on the other side with a salute to Tang Lin.

"Male god, why do you call me male god?" Tang Lin asked puzzled now that he understood their language.

Jiang Youxuan also looked puzzled, they call themselves goddesses, and now they call them little boy gods, are their gods so cheap?

"Two gods, please follow me. The patriarch stretched out his hand and motioned for the two to go with him.

Tang Lin and Jiang Youxuan glanced at each other and followed the elven patriarch.

On the way, the elven patriarch introduced: "I am the one hundred and twenty-third patriarch of the Blue Spirit Clan, and I am now nine hundred years old. ”

"One hundred and twenty-three, nine hundred years old?" Tang Lin was surprised, this race has a really long history!

Seeing Tang Lin's surprise, the patriarch said, "Our race history has been more than 100,000 years. Our normal clan will have a lifespan of more than a thousand years if nothing happens, but our combat effectiveness is very low. ”

"100,000 years is really a long time!" Tang Lin said with emotion in his heart, the history of human beings on the Yuncang Continent was only more than 100,000 years. "One hundred thousand years, one hundred thousand years?" suddenly said one hundred thousand years, Tang Lin instantly thought of a lot.

The Wheel King said that the last time he saw the son of forsaken was 100,000 years ago, and he also said that he did something wrong 100,000 years ago. Emperor Yan spread the fire in the Yuncang Continent 100,000 years ago. The history of human beings in the Yuncang Continent is also 100,000 years. The history of this race is also 100,000 years. The time when the Heaven and Earth Tower appeared should also be 100,000 years ago. Why is it so coincidental? Why did everything happen 100,000 years ago, what happened 100,000 years ago? Tang Lin's mind was confused, he felt that what happened 100,000 years ago had something to do with the black spirit beast in his memory. Therefore, he really wanted to find out what happened 100,000 years ago, and what connection that spirit beast had with him.

"How did your race come about?" Tang Lin wanted to know more about the situation.

"Don't worry about the male god, I'll show you the history of my clan in a moment. The patriarch said leisurely.

After a while, the three of them took a small boat and came to the small island in the middle of the lake. There is nothing on the island except a crystal palace.

"Isn't this your holy place?" Jiang Youxuan said as she looked at the palace, she had heard the elf tell the story of this place before.

"That's right, except for the patriarchs of the past generations, no one can set foot here. But you are the legendary gods and goddesses, so you can naturally come here. ”

Tang Lin shook his head, he still didn't understand what this male god and goddess meant.

The elven patriarch led the two into the palace, where there were murals carved in stone on both walls. There are paintings of mountains, rivers, birds, and trees, but the most paintings are made of the Smurfs.

They came to the wall on the left, and the first painting was carved with a woman holding a willow branch, and she used the wicker in her hand to sway the aura between heaven and earth, and the aura that was sprinkled instantly condensed into one spirit after another.

"This is the beginning of our civilization, it is rumored that there was a goddess in Tsing Yi who came to this land, she saw that this land was too desolate, and created us with the aura of heaven and earth. The old patriarch explained.

Tang Lin nodded, he looked at the goddess on the painting with a strange familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember who she was.

The second painting depicts the elves forming a tribe, and the elves have two colors, red and blue. They elected two elves of different skin colors to be the patriarchs, one blue and one red.

The third painting is engraved that under the joint management of the two patriarchs, the elven race has become prosperous.

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Until the fortieth painting, it is engraved with the evolution and development of the elven race. During this time, the patriarchs changed many times, but the same has always been the way the two patriarchs govern.

But the forty-first painting changed, and this painting was engraved with the red-skinned patriarch who suddenly disappeared one day, and the blue patriarch sent many people to look for him but never found him. A few years later, the Red Patriarch returned on his own. But when he returned, he became unusually silent and cold, and he took all the red-skinned people with him, leaving only the Smurfs of the elves.

"According to legend, the patriarch of the red elves, after coming back, I don't know why he suddenly changed his sex, he took his people away from home, leaving the elf tribe, and from that day on, the elves had only one patriarch. The elven patriarch explained.

The forty-second to seventieth paintings, speaking, although the red elves left, under the leadership of the Smurf patriarchs of the past generations, the elven tribe is still developing in an orderly manner.

But the seventy-first painting has undergone a drastic change, although there was a division before, there was no war in the belt. The painting depicts a large area of war, on which the patriarch of the Red Elves suddenly visits the Elven tribe, and the Smurf Patriarch welcomes him and greets him with the highest courtesy. But the Red Elf Patriarch brought countless troops, the Red Elves were all dressed in neat armor, they fought into the Elf tribe with spears in hand, and the unarmed Smurf Clansmen turned into spiritual power under the spears and dissipated in the heavens and the earth. The Smurf patriarch had no choice but to take the rest of his clan to this holy place in the middle of the lake. But strangely, the Red Elves were unable to set foot here, and after many years, the Red Elves were unable to enter the Holy Land and withdrew. The Smurfs who survived the catastrophe called the area in the middle of the lake a sacred place, and no one was allowed to set foot on weekdays, and they could only take refuge in times of war.

Seeing this painting, the elven patriarch touched his tears and bowed to the holy place to express his gratitude.

The seventy-second to the hundredth paintings are engraved with the Red Elves coming to attack the Elven Tribe, and the Smurfs have learned to take up arms to resist the Red Elf Tribe.

However, the Smurfs, who love peace by nature and do not like war, do not want to continue fighting, so they send envoys to negotiate peace with the Red Elf tribe, but the messengers sent are brutally killed by the Red Elves. During the reign of their eighty-fifth patriarch, there was a sacrifice that could occupy the account, and the sacrifice calculated that there would be two gods from the other world in the next life, one was a male god and the other was a goddess, and the two gods would help them solve the war and make peace come anew.

After reading this, Tang Lin understood that he and Jiang Youxuan were regarded as gods who rescued them.

"Old patriarch, how do you know that the male god and goddess in the prophecy are the two of us?" Tang Lin asked.

"That's right, old patriarch, hasn't anyone else been here for so many years?" Jiang Youxuan also asked with doubts, although the Sixty Jiazi Building is vast, there should be countless people who have been here for so many years!

"There are many people who have come, but they are not the two gods of prophecy. The old patriarch said.

Seeing that the old patriarch was so sure, Jiang Youxuan asked, "How do you know, they are not, we are!"

"Look this way!" the old patriarch pointed to the wall on the right, motioning for them to follow.

The moment they saw the wall on the right, Tang Lin and Jiang Youxuan glanced at each other, unable to speak for a long time, the paintings on this wall were too hard to believe.