The low-level trainer of the elf world

This complex underground tunnel actually connects to the Golden City!

Then if anyone or some organization wants to do something to the Golden City, those who know this tunnel can enter the Golden City silently at any time.

"Will the hyperactivity of the wild elves around Golden City have anything to do with this incident?"

"What?"

An Ci seemed to have heard Xia Yan's murmur.

"It's nothing, why are you in such a mess, where's your elf?" Xia Yan put away his thoughts, looked at An Ci and asked.

Anci reluctantly took out three elf balls, and through the red glass, one could see three spirited elves inside.

Silly Beast and Marsh King.

The blank expressions of the two elves do seem to have a bit of "Buddha nature".

There is one more interesting.

It turned out to be a duck with scallions!

Could it be that the wine and meat monk brought it to have a good meal at the last moment? Xia Yan secretly cursed in his heart.

"In order to protect the little monk, they were all seriously injured."

Xia Yan nodded slightly.

It should have been injured by the attack of the fossil pterosaur.

But being able to survive in the hands of such a powerful fossil pterosaur shows that the strength of these two elves should be good.

"That little monk, can I exchange some wound medicine with you?" An Ci asked with some hesitation and embarrassment.

Xia Yan turned his head and scanned him up and down.

An Ci understood Xia Yan's eyes.

With his current appearance, it doesn't look like he can give something in exchange.

But he still rummaged around.

I don't know where to pick out a string of dark wood-colored, round and plump Buddhist beads, and said somewhat tangled: "This string of Buddhist beads is a treasure from the Bell Pagoda, and it is made of materials that have been blessed by the sacred fire of the Phoenix King of the beast."

Xia Yan raised his eyebrows.

He has heard this sentence no less than two times from the mouth of the little monk.

He thought the little monk was a liar before.

But just now, he saw the prayer beads thrown by An Ci with his own eyes, resisting the flames of the fossil pterodactyl for a moment, and only then did they escape.

Obviously, this string of beads is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

Could it really be the prayer beads blessed by King Feng's sacred fire?

Xia Yan couldn't help but feel a little shaken in his heart.

But he thought about it, and said: "I heard that during this period of time, there was a young monk in Jinhuang City who sold Buddhist beads for money to buy wine."

Embarrassment flashed across An Ci's bright eyes.

Wasn't it him that Xia Yan said?

"Drinking wine is only for cultivation, and those Buddhist beads are not fakes, but the string in the little monk's hand, and the string thrown out before, are more precious than the ones sold before." An Ci said with sincerity on his face.

No matter how embarrassed he looked at this time, his eyes were still so bright and energetic. Under the calm eyes, there seemed to be a bottomless deep spring of calm.

Xia Yan took the beads, and felt a faint warmth from the beads, but there was nothing special about it.

"Trust me for now, but it's just a string of prayer beads. Not enough."

Looking at An Ci at the same level, he continued: "You have also seen the environment here. Not only do you need wound medicine, but my elf also needs it very much. One is less."

"But the little monk is gone," An Ci said in a daze.

Xia Yan waved his hand.

"I don't need anything else from you, as long as your elf can do one thing for me."

Hearing this, the little monk was obviously relieved, but he was still vigilant: "What's the matter?"

Throwing him three high-quality wound medicines, Xia Yan said lightly: "It's not a difficult thing, you should recover them first."

"Hey." An Ci responded.

Without hesitation, he summoned three injured elves, sprayed them with wound medicine one by one, and assisted with some special massage methods.

Xia Yan watched silently from the side, collecting some information about the three elves.

Burns, bruises. It is indeed the appearance of fossil pterosaurs.

These three elves have been trained quite well, and their strength in their prime should at least be at the senior or even elite level, otherwise it would be impossible to survive the mouth of that fossilized pterosaur.

Finally, his eyes fell on the scallion duck.

It has to be said that this is the first time Xia Yan has seen an elf with its own seasoning.

More or less still with some curiosity.

Now the scallion duck has become a relatively rare elf.

It's not that this kind of elf is so powerful, it's just that the meat of this kind of elf is too delicious.

Think about it, scald the hot water to remove hair, put it on the small grill, brush some oil and honey, make a few crispy and hot burritos, roll all the green onions that come with it, and bite it down, Grease is overflowing, tsk tsk

It is precisely because of the gradual popularity of various eating methods that the number of such elves has decreased significantly.

An Ci's duck with green onions, even if it has not been bred, is directly sold on the black market, and the price is ridiculously high.

An Ci seemed to have noticed Xia Yan's eyes, and stood in front of the big onion duck calmly.

After waiting for a while.

The wound medicine began to take effect, and Anci's three elves gradually woke up.

A dumb beast with a dull expression and even a little cute.

It is said that the tail of the original form of the dumb beast seems to be a delicacy.

Think too far.

There is also the Marsh King, whose expression is even more dull than that of a dumb beast. If you don't look closely at the two small black dots, you can't tell that they are two eyes.

These two elves stand together, it is absolutely perfect.

The Scallion Duck staggered to his feet while supporting the Scallion.

The scallions in its hands are a little shriveled, and it can be seen that they have been stored for a long time.

Tokepi's small eyes seemed to be attracted by the green onions on the Onion Duck's hand. In this dark tunnel, he hadn't seen many green plants.

He called out to An Ci softly, but his voice was still weak.

"Pokeby, will the ringtones be cured? Give them one time." Xia Yan said.

"Chacoy?"

Bo Kebi looked at Xia Yan, then at the three elves on the opposite side, curled his mouth, a little reluctantly, but still moved.

Bobbi swayed his body, creating a crisp and pleasant ringtone, which affected Anci's three elves.

I saw some burns and bruises on their bodies slowly recovering, and their spirits also eased a lot.

Xia Yan glanced at Borkby with a little surprise. He was just asking, but he didn't expect this Borkby to be really good at it.

After finishing all this, Bokby turned around and looked at Xia Yan, his small eyes were full of longing.

Seeing its appearance, Xia Yan chuckled, patted its head, and praised: "Well done."

"Cha Ke Yi!!" Pokby smiled happily and rolled his eyes.

Xia Yan looked at An Ci again, only to see him standing in front of Scallion Duck with a vigilant look on his face.

"Don't worry, I don't have that kind of hobby." Xia Yan shook his head helplessly, attracting the big needle bee, his eyes narrowed slightly, "My other condition is very simple, let your scallion duck teach the big needle bee a move."

"What move?" An Ci was taken aback.

"Sword Dance." Xia Yan said the name of this move word by word.

Scallion Duck is theoretically an elf who can learn sword dance as his strength improves, Xia Yan remembers this very clearly.

An Ci was obviously relieved when he heard that it was not to be roasted, but he still hesitated and said, "But sword dance can't be learned just by teaching it."

At the beginning, he wasted a lot of energy in order to let the onion duck learn the sword dance.

"It's okay, you just teach, whether you can learn is not what you need to worry about."

Xia Yan looked at the big needle bee, and got a look that would definitely go all out.

half an hour later.

"Your elves are almost recovered, so be it."

Xia Yan stood up, waved his back to An Ci, and gradually disappeared into the darkness with the big needle bee.

Borkby followed behind him step by step with his short legs.

An Ci looked at Xia Yan's leaving back and did not stop him.

But he found a small metal box where Xia Yan was sitting just now.

When I opened it, it turned out to be a few crystal energy cubes and a few slices of bread.

He performed a Buddha ceremony in the direction where Xia Yan disappeared.

"He's a good man, little monk, remember."

But before he could thank him for a long time, he heard the scallion duck screaming in pain like crazy from behind.

Looking around for his green onions on the ground.

"Chacoy—"

In the distance, Borkby's cheerful laughter loomed.