The rune array opened, revealing the Flying River behind it, four or five hundred meters wide, which could pass through four large warships, and the water flow was slow.

"Holy Son, take the two lanes on the right, and the warship coming back on the left, pay attention to safety!" the young singer was not at ease, and said a few words.

"Okay!

"Golden Spring, forward!"

According to the lord's words, the Golden Spring accelerated, and instantly rushed into the hanging river.

"This is still part of the sea area, it's really magical!" I thought it was dangerous to hang on the outside of the river, but after entering the river, I found that it was different from what they thought, there was a film on the outside of the river, which isolated the river from the outside, and when I looked out from the inside, there was a hazy feeling, which made people not really see, and there was no way to see the situation of other passages.

The speed of the water flow is very slow, and it will not affect whether it enters or comes out.

The Flying River turned around from time to time, and occasionally there were returning warships, and when they saw the unfamiliar Jinquan appear, they couldn't help but take a few more looks, and no one took the liberty to say hello.

At first, it was a novelty, but soon, I was used to seeing it, I couldn't see the outside, and there was nothing to see.

After about a spell, a thin film appeared, which was the boundary of the sea area, and the Golden Spring drilled out headlong, and the scenery changed again.

"The Forest of Wind Whispers branch has arrived!"

What appeared in front of me was a lush island, which was not large compared to ordinary islands, and the periphery was connected to warships, which expanded the island a lot, a peculiar island.

In the port, the Jinquan appeared, and someone's eyes lit up and they hurriedly flew over.

"It's the Holy Son of Tiandong!

"Are you here to greet us?" greeted a middle-aged singer, not fat or thin, with colorful costumes and black and white hair, which had a very literary and artistic youth.

"It's been a long wait!" The branch chief asked me to greet the Son, and the Son came so quickly!" the man nodded.

Immediately, he introduced himself, and to his surprise, he was also an elder and belonged to the branch. An elder came to greet him, and it could be seen that the branch head was cautious, could it be that the branch head knew his true identity, thinking of this, Wan Tiandong frowned slightly, and this expression disappeared in a flash.

At the port, the Golden Spring docked at one place, Wan Tiandong went with the Sky Worm, and the others stayed on the Golden Spring.

Along the way, there were all strange-shaped buildings, and Elder Lingge introduced the surrounding scenery with great interest, and Wan Tiandong had a perfunctory response without a match.

"Of course, compared to the headquarters, the scenery of the branch is too far behind!" said Elder Lingge at the end.

"Oh, the elder has been to the ancient forest sea!" As soon as these words came out, Wan Tiandong knew that he had said the wrong thing, and how could anyone who had not been to the headquarters of the singers who joined the Forest of Wind Words.

"Of course, I went there once, two hundred years ago, everything in the headquarters has always been deeply remembered, and I will never forget!" said Elder Lingge, speaking in a solemn tone, unabashedly his longing.

Once, when I first joined, and since then I have been outside, and this elder has worked hard enough.

Elder Lingge was very enthusiastic and asked a lot of questions about the headquarters, during which he curiously asked about the battle of revenge, which made Wan Tiandong strange that he defeated the Fengqing Holy Son and Elder Liu, and into the mouth of Elder Lingge, it became the battle between him and the Fengqing Holy Son, and other information seemed to be misled.

Perhaps because he felt ashamed, he blocked Elder Liu's information.

Until he arrived at a special building, Elder Lingge was still a little unsatisfied.

"This is the branch palace, modeled after the sacred tree, called the 'Evergreen Tree'!" said Elder Lingge proudly.

The palace in front of me is indeed quite novel, from the outside, it looks like a big tree, the leaves on it are vivid, and it must have taken a lot of effort to build.

"It's really good, it's quite chic!" Wan Tiandong nodded, this kind of building, he saw it for the first time, and only the people of the Wind Whispering Forest would work the building.

"Hey, hey, that's! Please, the branch chief is waiting for you!"

The branch chief's office is on the second floor.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Come in!"

"Minister, this is the Holy Son of Tiandong!" Elder Lingge said respectfully, sitting not far away was an old man, with white hair, colorful clothes, blazing eyes, and extraordinary bearing, from the outline of his face, it can be seen that when the person in front of him was young, he must have been a handsome person, even if he was old, he still revealed an inexplicable handsomeness.

See the undead! This old man is so wicked!

"I've seen Elder Fengge!" Wan Tiandong heard the high priest mention, the branch leader here was extraordinary, only a little worse than the high priest himself, more than many elders in power, but his status was special, so he didn't become an elder in power! From the head of the branch, with the sensitivity of a professional, he could feel this.

Another singer who is about to break through the Holy Steps!

Elder Lingge retreated, leaving Wan Tiandong and the branch elders, and the sky insect turned into a puppet body, motionless.

"Welcome to your arrival, Born Holy Son!" In the first sentence, the other party directly broke Wan Tiandong's identity.

"My honor!" Wan Tiandong remained silent on the surface, and his heart moved, sure enough, this elder's identity was extraordinary, and the high priest and others actually told him his hidden identity, which was something that only the elders in power knew.

"How many years have there been no natural sons, it is our common honor to be able to witness the appearance of the born sons, and the mother still cares for us!" said the branch head.

"Mother is on top!" Wan Tiandong listened unclearly.

Fortunately, the branch head didn't talk much about this matter, and Wan Tiandong naturally wouldn't be stupid and asked the other party how he knew his identity.

"What does the Holy Son of Tiandong think of foreign races?" the branch leader suddenly burst out with a sentence.

The word 'alien' is familiar to Wan Tiandong and has existed since ancient times, some humans of the human race have alien bloodlines, or sea bloodlines, or other sea beast bloodlines, or even sea monster bloodlines, and the alien bloodlines are integrated into the bloodlines of the human race, showing some distinctive characteristics, and are called 'alien races' by humans.

In terms of blood, the desolate giant is a foreign race, and Belle is no exception.

"Alien, it's good!" didn't quite understand the meaning of the branch chief's question, Wan Tiandong replied casually.

"Don't the Holy Son of Tiandong feel that alien races are different from human beings and need to be treated differently?" the branch leader just stared at him.

"Ha, why does the branch head have such an idea, this holy son doesn't dare to agree!" Ignoring the pressure brought by the other party, Wan Tiandong shook his head and looked at the branch head with some strangeness. For Wan Tiandong, not to mention the alien race, it is the sea clan, as long as it is a creature with intelligence, it is the same in his eyes, and he will never have a bad opinion of others by race.

Otherwise, how could there be so many strange members on the Golden Spring, sea beasts, sea tribes, elementals, aliens, undead creatures, everything.

"The alien looks weird, doesn't it?" said the branch leader grimly, his eyes gradually sharpening.

This guy can't have received any news that he has a large number of men of different races, and he is going to trouble him!

"Is there a lack of strange-looking races in the human race, it is difficult for the branch chief to agree with the Holy Son, if there is nothing else, forgive the Holy Son of Ben for his resignation!"

Hearing Wan Tiandong's words, the branch chief's face was cloudy, which seemed to be the prelude to the wrath of thunder, and Wan Tiandong couldn't help but take a step back, secretly on guard.

Damn, it's really unlucky! When you encounter such a thing, Wan Tiandong is secretly unlucky!

(End of chapter)