Banyan World, an underground city. The roots of the banyan tree are black and green, coiled like a dragon. The entertainment area is full of singing and dancing, and the table is full of delicious food. Dice collide and fists are heard. Waiters walked around with delicious food and drinks. The demon jumped slightly, like a lightning mouse, and a glass of wine came to his hand, and he drank it all.

Land Prince: "Although the wine is good, don't be greedy! The wine here is not something that mortals can bear, although you are not a mortal." ”

Feng Aohan: "Why did you come with the demon?"

Demon Resistant: "I'm coming, don't drive me away!"

The wine in the manservant's hand was varied, and when the thrush saw the new wine, he immediately drank it, not taking the words of the land lord to heart at all. The demon drank as he walked, and he didn't know how many cups he poured indiscriminately, he burped and fainted to the ground, a puff of smoke filled the air, and the demon boy's body turned into a child's body.

Thrush: "It turns out that when he is not murderous enough, he will become a child! His youthful appearance is cold, this child's appearance is so cute, his face is like dough!"

The demon slapped the thrush's hand.

Demon Protector: "Little brat, don't touch my face, uncle's face is handsome." ”

Feng Aohan shook his head, and then carried the demon who had turned into a child behind him.

Guo Lin's body became more and more uncomfortable, and he endured it silently. Seeing that Guo Lin was wrong, the thrush rushed up with an arrow step and quickly supported Guo Lin. The land lord took Feng Aohan and a few people out of the entertainment area, and they came to the center of the big banyan world, on the cross bridge. Last time, it was sparsely populated.

On today's cross bridge, the crowd is surging and very crowded, and Guo Lin was almost squeezed off the bridge. These people stood on the bridge and had no intention of getting off the bridge. On the bridge, there are people who eat melon seeds, drink tea, and chat loudly. The voices are full of people, and the fish and dragons are mixed.

Feng Aohan: "Boss Gu, it's so lively today! Isn't it forbidden for humans to come down, why is this scene here?"

Di Gong: "These three days are the Spring Festival of elves, and those on the bridge are demons who have cultivated for thousands of years, and there are some half-human alchemists. They came to see the excitement, to see under the bridge. ”

The crowd stood on the crowded cross bridge, and they looked down.

There is a dark blue pool under the bridge, and the roots of the banyan tree descend from the side and then extend into the pool. Not far from the waterhole there is an underground river that flows at a constant speed. The speed of this dark river is very slow, and there are a few dead leaves floating on the surface of the water, which looks very pleasant.

Long-eared beautiful male elves, long-nosed dwarf elves, they are dressed in costumes, standing by the waterhole in twos and threes.

They stood by the water with yellow beads in their hands and prayed for blessings, and the yellow beads in their hands were the spiritual energy beads in the elves' bodies. People can cultivate murderous energy, demonic energy can be cultivated, demons can cultivate evil energy, and elves can cultivate spiritual energy. The elves near the river are gorgeously dressed, and the mouths of the leaders are inlaid with gorgeous diamond jewels. The corners of the skirts are embroidered with gorgeous graphic styles.

The elves who stood behind them were dressed modestly. Feng Aohan took a cursory look, and there were thousands of elves under the bridge, all with pearl-like faces and flaxen-colored hair.

The land lord touched his beard.

Feng Aohan: "The elves are the lowest inhabitants of this world, on weekdays, they don't have enough to eat, they dress plainly, and the clothes they wear today are enough for me to eat for half a year." ”

"Near the water's edge are the high-ranking elves, and they wear prayer robes. This kind of clothing is usually kept and only worn on major holidays. ”

Thrush: "Grandpa, what are those beautiful elves doing with yellow balls?

Land Gong: "This river is called the River of Life, and the waterhole under the bridge is called the Blessing Pond, which is bottomless and cold all year round. In the early years, there was a powerful elf who threw an alien object into it. It is rumored that if you hold a fairy bead in your hand and pray sincerely, the object will reappear in the world. ”

Feng Aohan: "What?"

Land Lord: "When you see that object, any wish will come true." Legend has it that after all, it is teleportation, no one has ever seen that object, and no one knows what it looks like, anyway, at this time of year, the elves will spend a penny to buy tickets and come to my ancient banyan world to pray for blessings. If you want to go down, you have to take the wooden staircase, and if you take the wooden staircase, I will accept a penny. ”

As time passed, more and more spirits gathered beneath the bridge. Look at the surging crowds.

Feng Aohan: "One person and one silver coin, didn't you make a lot of money?"

Land Gong: "There are others who come to see the excitement, and they make a lot of money for drinks, but the maintenance cost is high, and the guests will get drunk, and some guests will fight here." ”

Thrush: "I'm going to pray too!"

Land Lord: "You don't have any spirit beads. But if you have a silver coin, I can let you go. ”

Feng Aohan: "We are your employees!"

Land Lord: "Not yet!"

A burst of light hit Feng Aohan's cheek. Feng Aohan turned his head to look. Several elven girls with transparent wings behind them slowly flew from the entertainment area to the cross bridge. These elven girls are only the size of puppies. Instead of taking the wooden staircase outside the cross bridge, they flew their wings to the thrush.

The thrush looked dumbfounded, and stretched out his hands to catch the elf. Fluttering his wings, in the blink of an eye, he flew under the cross bridge. The thrush looked down.

Land Lord: "This kind of flying elf is the most annoying, every time you don't have to spend money, you fly down by yourself." Most of them came back from abroad. There are many immortals killed in the martial arts and want to catch these flying elves and sell them for money. ”

Feng Aohan: "Sell for money?"

Land Prince: "It is said that this kind of spirit has the secret of rapid healing of wounds. As long as you decipher this secret, you can become an amazing great pharmacist. ”

Flying elves, both male and female, with good looks and delicate skin. The wings are mostly in the form of dragonflies, and occasionally a few are butterfly wings. Most of the male elves are British and resolute, and most of the female elves are exotic and beautiful.

The crowd continued to look under the bridge. Thousands of elves stood by the lake with yellow balls in hand, like stars in the night sky. The glittering golden picture is fascinating. A few spirits, having finished praying, threw the beads into the water.

The yellow beads are shining, and the moment they enter the water, they emit a golden light. The light shone on the bridge, and the bottom of the bridge seemed to be plated with a layer of gold leaf. The entire dungeon, illuminated by this light, also became much more transparent. The land lord touched his beard.

In the distance, the roots of the banyan tree cling to the rocks, and the roots are soaked in the waterhole. The green and yellow under the bridge reflect each other, and the golden snowflakes suddenly fall, a magical beauty, a wonderful visual feast. The thrush and the demon haven't seen enough.

Guo Lin's forehead was sweating: "Can I sign the contract first!"

Land Gong: "Don't worry, the main event, it's never too late to leave after watching it, only once a year." ”

Feng Aohan: "My brother, it seems uncomfortable!"

Di Gong: "It is the first time that human beings have come to the world of the Great Banyan Tree, and it is normal for them to have such symptoms. ”

As time passed, there were more and more elves under the bridge, small fairies with transparent wings, bone elves wearing animal skins, and demon elves with big trees and rocks.

Ugly-looking crypt elves. There were more and more yellow beads, the light under the bridge was getting stronger and stronger, and thousands of elves of different colors stood by the waterhole. The beads in their hands glowed with a strange yellow light.

Magical music suddenly sounded, there was wind music, piano, violin, cello. The music is high-pitched and passionate, and among the elves, an old and mysterious blue-robed man walks out.

The blue-robed man wore a robe and hat and a blue gauze skirt, and when the elves saw her coming, they all made a way for her. She was followed by a young boy who had not dried up.

The blue-robed man has a robe and hat inlaid with gemstones, the sleeves and hat brim are edged with gold thread, a pearl-embroidered shawl, a belt inlaid with a jade pendant, a petal pendant skirt, holding an ancient wooden staff, and the yellow dragon spits beads in the palm of his hand. The robe mops the floor and walks slowly, giving people an indescribable powerful aura.

Originally, there was talk and laughter by the waterhole, but after this person walked in, the waterhole suddenly became serious, and all the elves were silent.

Feng Aohan: "Is that person a princess or a queen?"

Land Prince: "The elven kingdom is broken, the king is dead, and the whereabouts of the descendants of the royal family are unknown." This person is the elven high priest, the equivalent of a human being as the prime minister. ”

The blue-robed man took off his hat, Feng Aohan saw the appearance of the priest, and Feng Aohan took a step back with the demon on his back. At this time, a female elf wearing a blue veil walked behind the priest, and the female elf took the staff from the priest's hand, and the priest held the yellow dragon ball in both hands.

The other elves were holding a yellow bead of light the size of an egg. The imperial dragon ball held in the priest's hand was shaped like a basketball, and there was a crystal yellow dragon in the ball, and the yellow dragon's eyes were blood-red.

Feng Aohan: "It's the old woman?"

Land Lord: "Do you still recognize elves?"

As the words fell, Feng Aohan opened his sense and probed towards the priestess. There is no shortage of immortal cultivators on the bridge. Feng Aohan, an untrained person, openly uses his divine sense, and naturally he is also seen by some people. After a while, Feng Aohan saw the old woman's face clearly.

The land public patted Feng Aohan, his consciousness was recovered, and Feng Aohan sobered up.

Feng Aohan: "I don't recognize it, it's just that the rivers and lakes are in an emergency, give her some money!"

The demon on his back, half awakened from the wine, he grabbed Feng Aohan's ears and shouted to come down to watch the play, Feng Aohan put him down, and the demon lay on the railing of the stone bridge, fascinated. The demon was lying on the edge of the stone fence, resting his cheek with one hand.

The demon looked at the elf under the bridge, and there were more than a dozen pairs of eyes on the bridge.

Guo Lin: "Thrush, I saw tea in the entertainment area just now, can you bring me some to drink?"

Thrush nodded and ran towards the entertainment area gate.

Feng Aohan: "Brother Guo's face is pale, his eyebrows are sweaty, I'm afraid I can't stay here." Why don't I send you to rest with the demons!"

Guo Lin: "I didn't feel well when I came down just now, and now I see this yellow water, and my eyes are even more dazzling." ”

The land lord smiled: "Normal, normal, it'll be fine in a while." ”

Feng Aohan: "Brother Guo, let me show you!"

Guo Lin: "You and I both know medical skills, so I just saw it, and there is nothing wrong with it." ”

Feng Aohan: "This is a bad word, my medical skills are better than Brother Guo's." Brother Guo can't see it, I can see it. ”

When the words fell, Feng Aohan grabbed Guo Lin's wrist with the necklace. Guo Lin was dizzy, as if he had drunk several large jars of wine, Feng Aohan took the opportunity to take off the crystal necklace on Guo Lin's wrist in the name of the horn vein. Guo Lin didn't notice it.

The necklace was gone, and Feng Aohan was afraid that the land would suspect him, so he ordered the black lotus seed to turn into a necklace and wrap it around Guo Lin's wrist. The real necklace was collected in the gourd by the wind and the cold.

Feng Aohan: "Guo Er, are you much better!"

Guo Lin: "It doesn't seem to be so dizzy!"

Feng Aohan stood in the middle, Guo Lin stood on his left, the Demon Emperor stood on his right, and the Land Gong stood on the right side of the Demon Emperor. Feng Aohan's action just now, the land lord didn't see it.

Feng Aohan: "Good and dignified, why are you so weak?"

Guo Lin shook his head, only to see that his lips were white and his eyes were blurred. The land lord glanced at the necklace on Guo Lin's wrist, which emitted a faint purple light. The elf's pearl light was too powerful, and this faint purple light was overshadowed by the pearl light, and no one noticed the change in this chain.

Suddenly some liquid appeared on it, the demon stepped on the liquid, the soles of his feet slipped, and he directly rolled off the bridge, Feng Aohan quickly reached out to grab it.

It was too late to say that it was too fast, and the murderous aura wrapped around his arm, and Feng Aohan grabbed the ankle of the demon. The land lord called for the help of the employees, and only then did he save the little demon. Feng Aohan sighed and touched the demon's head again. Half-drunk and half-conscious, the Demon was completely unaware of what was going on, and the Demon smirked vigorously at the wind.

Feng Aohan was originally angry, but seeing this stupid son's smile, Feng Aohan's anger disappeared completely. When this demon turns into a teenager, his smile is sniping at the heart. When I turn into a child, my smile is heartwarming.

Feng Aohan said earnestly: "Xiao Fengzi, can you let my province worry!"

The song stops, and the music ends.

The high priest began to make vows.

High Priest: "May the elves be restored to the country!" Use the old body to bless the royal bloodline, and lead my elves to regain the heavenly treasure." ”

on the cross bridge.

Feng Aohan: "What did you say?"

Land Lord: "The language of the elves." ”

Under the cross bridge, by the lake of the gods.

The high priest closed his eyes, and the rest of the elves closed their eyes as well. The little boy in white, who was closely following the high priest, suddenly pulled the corner of the high priest's clothes.

The little boy: "Mother-in-law, am I not the prince? They all say that I am not the prince!"

The priest was silent and continued to pray, and the yellow dragon ball in his hand shone brightly. In the crowd, a girl in blue with a delicate appearance and elegant posture walked out. The woman's temperament was different from that of the elf next to her, and the woman had an oriental face.

The girl in blue squinted: "Xiu'er, don't disturb the high priest." ”

The young man in white let go of the corner of the high priest's clothes and quickly retreated to the side of the girl in blue.

Xiu'er: "Sister, am I the prince?"

The girl in blue: "You are the prince of the human race, not our elves." ”

The priest threw the yellow dragon bead into the water, and after the bead sank into the water for three minutes, it automatically flew up and returned to the priest's hand, the color of the yellow bead became lighter, and the priest shook it helplessly.

High Priest: "Heaven refuses to accept my blessings, to give me revelations, to restore my elves." ”