Chapter 12 The mother is Qingyu
Drumming tried to ask, "Yes—sad?"
"It's lucky that the little one still knows sorrow. It's an exercise. It's at the cost of life, but it's right to say that sorrow, and that exercise can only be used when you are at the height of your sorrow. ”
"Such a strange exercise, not everyone can practice. ”
"This is related to the state of mind, the human realm can be successfully broken by using this method, and the human realm can only be at the cost of falling and life. ”
"Isn't that a special exercise for the human realm? Who created it?"
"Herself. ”
Gu Gu thought: This grandmother is really amazing. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "What about the grandmother?"
"I guess I'm still alive, alas—" After a long sigh, he never spoke again.
He didn't want to make this grandfather sad anymore, so he hurriedly asked, "What about later?"
"No later!"
"I'm asking Bobai. That Bochuchula?"
"That guy, uh- he's been busy with us all the fall, doing a lot of Skybreakers.
Yun Ling is in charge of selling it to an arms dealer in Nightcry Harbor.
Oh, that's all winter.
That merchant seemed to be from the Eastern Continent, called Murong or something.
Since then, we have become the best of friends, and we never had to be introduced by the elves again. ”
He puffed up his stomach and said that he could forget the name of his best friend, and asked, "What do they want arms for?"
"A war with the Ghost Domain, but the battlefield was forced to be chosen in Shangxu. ”
"What is that place?"
"The Ghost Domain, the northernmost part of our continent, originally we all called it outside the Northern Realm, because the edge of the Northern Realm is the Heart Erosion Desert north of Longze.
Oh – it should be said that it was on the western continent now. Because we don't have roots anymore.
Now this can only be regarded as a ghost continent. I guess it's not much better than the reputation of the ghost realm, or maybe we've been forgotten by the world.
Except, of course, for green feathers. This is the previous name, she was called Qingyu when she was a little girl, and now she is called Yusakura. That is, your mother. ”
"My mother?" The bulging brain was like a thunderbolt, and he was stunned for a long time before asking: "Grandpa Regret Mountain, my mother-my mother, how old is this year?"
"The life expectancy of the elves is very long, and it is normal to live tens of thousands of years, if they die at the age of 10,000, they will die young. I know what you're thinking, I don't know how old your mother is. All I can tell you is that she should be an adult by now. ”
"Huh?"
"In fact, elves have a long adulthood and a very short old age, only a few decades. So, you'll rarely see old elves. Even if they did, they began to retreat, seeking a breakthrough in order to prolong their lives.
In addition, the fertility status of elves is not as good as that of humans, and each female elf can only give birth to two or three children in a long life. Therefore, there are very few elves.
According to Qing Yu, the number of people they can give birth to is getting smaller and smaller, and I heard that no elves have been able to give birth in the past few hundred years.
She walked out of the group that time to find out why.
I really hope they can solve the problem in the future.
You also grow up quickly, and I hope you can help them solve this problem.
After all, the elves are our friends, and you are the children of the elves—child?"
His gaze seemed to cross the Extreme Sea, past Biluo City, and land on a group of lifeless elves in the Tree Whispering Forest.
Regret Mountain was silent for a moment and then said faintly: "The Demon Clan?
Regret Shan talked to himself, and was silent for a long time, then nodded and said angrily: "This group of lowly and shameless wizards, even a continent can be made to fly by them, and this matter of cutting off children and grandchildren must have nothing to do with them." ”
Suddenly, he raised his hand and pointed to the space,
A wisp of soul thought condensed, outlined in the air.
To Gugu, he seemed to be carving.
There were signs of collapse in the space, and the marks were like words, but he hadn't seen them.
After a pillar of incense, he stopped thinking, and hundreds of characters were already sprinkled in the air. It is then gathered together to form a sigil.
With another flick of his finger, the sigil flew towards the bulging arm.
The sigil entered the skin, and the bulging did not feel pain. He only saw a small piece of rune light flashing and flickering, which was very strange.
But that's not what the book says.
The book says that with the peak of the paper realm, you can read the power into the paper, turn the thought into ink, penetrate the back of the paper, and the runes are exhausted.
But this talisman is engraved in the void, which should be regarded as divine magic.
Regret Mountain has already spent too much mental power, and his soul has weakened a lot.
The drum felt like the faint coercion was gone.
Regret Mountain rested for a long time before looking down at Gu Gu and said: "This sigil can only be opened by the elf clan, if you see Yun Ling, show it to her." If she is no longer alive, wait until you grow up to find your mother. In short, remember to only show it to people you believe in. ”
Drumming nodded. Then he waited for a long time and asked, "What about the ruins?"
"Shangxu is a basin, located north of the Terran Jingguo and south of the Elven Land Tree Whispering Forest, it takes three days to ride through the Cloud Eagle from Tree Whisper City, and it takes two months to reach it on horseback. ”
"What is a horse?" he thought, perhaps the biggest gain from coming to the library. Maybe no one knows what a horse is except himself.
"It's something like what you call a grunt. There are so many questions of yours, and such childish questions are also questions, but anyone can answer them, and it will take me time. Ask the little ones you need to know urgently. ”
"Oh—is the Gollum fast or the horse fast?"
“...... I said, "Can't you just ask some questions about your practice?"
Gu Gu said a little helplessly: "I still have to wait a hundred years before I can practice." He thought to himself, if I could practice, would I still ask these questions? When I am really strong, I will go and ride the cloud-piercing eagle and ride the creature called the horse that I have never seen before. Why bother you?
"Which bastard skeleton monster said that?" said Regret Yama angrily.
"What is a skeleton monster?" Drum was immediately attracted to a new species.
"To answer my question, who said you can't practice?!" said Yama bitterly.
"Nobody said I couldn't practice. ”
"Waiting for a hundred years doesn't mean you can't practice?"
"Of course not, if you can't practice, you can't practice in this life, and it's only a matter of time before you wait for a hundred years, and you can still practice. ”
"My skeleton monster's heart. I'm just asking you why the man said you have to wait a hundred years. ”
"Uncle Danzi said, he said that although the current seal is weakening, although it can be practiced, but once it starts, that thing will draw my bloodline power from my body, and he said that he is afraid that it will affect me in the future. ”
"Nonsense! Extraction is true, but the stronger the person extracts, the stronger it refers to the physique.
Your physique is so poor, even if you enter the realm of life and death, it won't affect much.
Well, at most, you're not in the human realm. However, no matter how you improve, it is only a realm after all, and it does not mean cultivation and combat power.
With your Xuantian clan and the bloodline talent of elves, it doesn't hurt to cultivate your physique.
You go to that Uncle Egg, tell him, and say I said it was me—but you can't say where I am!
If you can do it, I'll pass you on a set of elementary "Regret Mountain Technique". ”
If you don't tell him where you are, how will he trust me?
If you don't believe me, you won't be able to cultivate, and if you can't cultivate, you won't be able to get your "Regret Mountain Technique".
Seeing that Grandpa Xishan was waiting for his statement, he hurriedly said: "Thank you Master for your kindness!"
I was about to bow down, but I couldn't kneel.
He found himself bound there by something, unable to move anything, and he tensed.
Regret Mountain sighed: "My spirit is getting worse and worse, every time I speak, I have to waste mental energy, don't you hear my speech is not so verbose but very concise?"