Chapter 537: Holy Tree Essence [Sixth Update]

The ten ancestors looked at each other, and they all saw doubts in each other's eyes.

"This is not the place to talk, you come with us!"

He did not let Ye Feng continue talking, but led Ye Feng towards the building in the distance.

The Elf Ancestor took Ye Feng, the Saint, and some elders of the Elf Tribe into the depths of the Elf Tribe.

This was Ye Feng's first time to come to the Elf Tribe. He saw the whole manor full of bright flowers, many bees flying around, and countless Elf Tribe girls walking through it, which was full of tranquility.

A tree house appeared, built on a giant tree. This giant tree was ten thousand feet high, with many small tree houses built on it.

The Elf Ancestor swiped the magic wand in his hand, and a layer of mist appeared under their feet, supporting their bodies upward.

Ye Feng used his movement skills, followed closely, and landed on a huge tree trunk. These tree houses were very delicately built. In front of the tree houses, a platform was also built, suitable for resting when coming up.

The tree house is large enough to accommodate dozens of people sitting at the same time. In the middle of the tree house, small chairs are placed. Because the elves are short in stature, the chairs are very small.

This is an extreme race. The men are short and all are dwarfs. The women are tall, with devilish figures and angelic faces.

"Please sit down!"

Ancestor Boer motioned for Ye Feng to sit down.

Ye Feng said politely, sat down, and looked at the Elf Saint. At this time, he was sure that the Elf Saint was actually the woman he saw at the waterfall. It was she who helped the four girls temporarily escape from the crisis.

Ye Feng nodded, slightly apologetic.

"Do you know the rules of our elves?"

Watching Ye Feng sit down, Ancestor Boer asked at this time.

Ancestor Boer's tone was very calm, without any fluctuation, and he looked at Ye Feng with a smile in his eyes.

"Senior, please tell me!"

Ye Feng really doesn't know what the rules of the elves are.

I came here for the holy tree.

"Every hundred years, our elves will select a saint. Whoever has the purest blood will be the saint of this generation. They will inherit our elves and breed future generations, hoping to breed a higher race. Therefore, every hundred years, In time, our elves will select the most powerful race in the Western Wild God Territory as the target of cultivation!"

Ancestor Boer said slowly.

Ye Feng nodded. To put it nicely, it is to find young and strong men so that they can be matched with the saints of the elves. To put it bluntly, it is to select high-quality seeds. This is understandable because the elves are special.

"If you refuse, it's obvious that you don't take this matter seriously, so we elves can't do anything to help you!"

Ancestor Boer continued, since Ye Feng has no intention of marrying the saint, the elves have no obligation to help Ye Feng.

"Ancestor, Brother Ye Feng has four confidantes who have been hit by the fateful mental spell of the cat people. Now they are in danger. I would like to ask my ancestor for help. As for my matter, I can continue it in the future!"

At this time, the Elf Saint stood up and introduced Ye Feng's situation to the ten ancestors.

"It turns out that you need the essence of the holy tree of our elves. This is even more impossible. The essence of the holy tree can only be enjoyed by the core people of our elves!"

The other ancestors refused one after another. It takes a hundred years to grow one strand. According to the saint, Ye Feng still needs four strands, which will cost the lives of these ancestors.

Only the elves know the benefits of the holy tree essence. Even a wisp of it can extend one hundred years of life. Not only can it prolong life, but it can also increase one's cultivation level. If the elves want to practice magic, they must be baptized by the holy tree, so the holy tree It is a symbol of the elven heritage.

"Then how can I get the essence of the holy tree!"

Hearing their unanimous rejection, Ye Feng frowned. He did not think about plundering by force. He still hoped that the elves would take the initiative to take out the four strands, even if he spent a lot of resources in exchange.

"It only takes a hundred years for the essence of our holy tree to grow, and it won't be spread to others. You'd better give up on this idea!"

An ancestor said bluntly that it was impossible to bring out the holy tree essence.

"If you have any conditions, just put them forward. As long as I can do it, I have all the resources, techniques, and martial arts!"

Ye Feng believes that there is nothing that cannot be exchanged, and it mainly depends on whether the price is right.

"It's not impossible for you to want the Holy Tree Essence. You must agree to two conditions. We can give you four strands of Holy Tree Essence!"

The silent Ancestor Boer thought for a moment and interrupted the others.

"Senior, please tell me!"

Ye Feng quickly asked Ancestor Boer with a hint of gratitude.

"First, marry the saint, and second, return the misty mist you comprehended to our elves, and never let it out from now on!"

Ancestor Boer thought over and over again and came up with a way. If Ye Feng marries the Saint, he will naturally be a member of the Elf clan. Everything is easy to discuss. If the Piaomiao Mist is returned to the Elf clan, it will be considered a great contribution to the Elf clan. , in exchange for the essence of the holy tree, it makes sense.

The other ancestors nodded one after another, and ancestor Boer was still thoughtful.

"I'm sorry that I can't agree to the first condition. Isn't it too unfair to the noble saint? To be honest, I already have several confidante. If the saint follows me, wouldn't I be wronging the saint?"

Ye Feng spoke very tactfully and tried not to hurt the saint. After all, she was innocent, and she also saved the lives of the four girls.

"What if I said I would!"

A trace of red glow flashed on the face of the Elf Saint. In front of so many people, she said such words, which made him lower his head in shame. From the first moment he saw Ye Feng, he was moved by the true feelings shown by Ye Feng. Infected, for the sake of a few girls, he would rather sacrifice himself.

The ten ancestors looked at each other and didn't understand why the saint said such words. Thinking of the saint's introduction to Ye Feng just now, a sudden realization appeared. It seemed that Ye Feng and the saint had known each other for a long time. Otherwise, how could the saint have done it? He knew Ye Feng's situation well.

"Xiao Ling, why are you doing this?"

Ye Feng smiled bitterly. Ye Feng didn't want to carry too much. He was carrying too much and he didn't want to hurt anyone.

"This is of my own free will. This is how the saints of our elven race have come through in the past!"

Xiaoling looked into Ye Feng's eyes. She was quite happy. The last saint finally married a demon clan. From then on, she could only live with the demon clan. In the past few decades, although she had inherited several The elves came out, but their bloodline was thin and no elven ancestors appeared.

The Elf clan has not had an Elf Saint for many years, which is why it is lonely.

The ten ancestors had nothing to say. Ye Feng seemed much more pleasing to the eye than other races. At least he was very humble, understood etiquette, was very powerful, and even understood the lost mist.

"Senior just said that what I understand is the mist of nobles. How can I say this!"

Ye Feng looked into Xiaoling's eyes and couldn't bear to refuse. If he refused, it would really hurt her. Wait until she calms down and slowly explain to her, then maybe he would give up.

"What you have learned on the Hongtian Dao is the long-lost Misty Mist of our elves. This is a top-notch movement technique. When practiced to the extreme, you can teleport through space!"

Ancestor Boer told Ye Feng's understanding of Piaomiao Mist bit by bit. From how Ye Feng understood it to the atomization, Ye Feng nodded. It turns out that this set of movement and martial arts is called Piaomiao Mist.

"This junior can do it, organize the mist into a book, and return it to you elves!"

Ye Feng didn't have anything to hide. Anyway, he had already started practicing. This Piaomiao Wu didn't have a certain amount of talent, so he couldn't cultivate to the level of Dacheng.

"Since you have agreed to both, then we will complete your marriage in three days!"

Ancestor Boer was very happy. When Ye Feng agreed, the other ancestors also laughed.

"Seniors, please take action to save some of our junior friends!"

As a last resort, Ye Feng had no choice but to agree first, and after rescuing a few of them, he would have a good talk with the saint and ask for their opinions.

"In that case, then you come with us, and I will take you to collect the essence!"

The group of people were all very happy. They walked out of the tree house and took Ye Feng to the direction of the holy tree. As for the saint, she could not see Ye Feng until three days later.

Under the leadership of several ancestors, they passed through a mountain range and entered deeper into the Elf Clan. This is the most precious place of the Elf Clan. Various sacred trees and spiritual fruits grow in it. Each one is thousands of years old. Take Every one of them is a treasure. No wonder these people are trying to marry a saint.

Once you join the elves, you can enjoy these resources, but Ye Feng is not a selfish person, and he is not lacking in resources.

Each big tree is ten thousand years old. Even if ten people hug each other, they cannot form a circle. You can imagine how many years each big tree here has grown.

"In front of us is the holy tree of our elves. We must walk over respectfully to avoid causing dissatisfaction with the holy tree!"

Ancestor Boer's tone became very solemn, as if he was telling everyone.

Ye Feng also calmed down his expression and became very solemn. Since Ancestor Boer said this, he must have a reason.

After walking for a short mile, a strong fragrance came over. Not far in front of Ye Feng, a huge tree appeared with lush branches and leaves, covering almost half of the valley. On top of the holy tree, there were more than a dozen floating Golden essence, a breath of life emanates.

"This is the sacred tree of our elves. It only produces a ray of essence every hundred years!"

Pointing to the holy tree in front of him, Ancestor Boer introduced Ye Feng.

"What pure life energy!"

Ye Feng secretly marveled, even a dying person can be brought back to life by placing him under the holy tree and absorbing the energy of life. This is the power of the energy of life.

"Yes, this is the essence of life. The holy tree has nourished us for tens of thousands of years. We, the elves, rely on the essence of life to reproduce!"

Ancestor Boer did not hide it. This is the Qi of Life. If a mortal absorbs it, all diseases will be eliminated, and it can prolong life, and even live for a hundred more years.

When cultivators absorb it, it can strengthen their bodies, increase their life essence, enhance their soul power, and evolve their souls.

This holy tree is simply a supreme treasure. It has been growing for who knows how many years.

"Lao Ba, you go collect four strands of the holy tree essence. Remember, don't disturb the holy tree, so as not to disturb its rest. Once the holy tree wakes up, it proves that our elves will encounter a catastrophe!"

Ancestor Boer told Ancestor Dimi to collect four strands of holy tree essence.

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