The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

"Who are you, and why did you break into the Elf Forest for no reason?" A slender elf wearing a emerald green hollow light armor gracefully turned over and jumped onto the branch of a large tree, and shouted in a cold voice.

Standing under the tree, the leaves in the warm golden sunlight shone down, falling on Xuanyuan, covering him with a layer of golden light. He looked up at the elves holding bows and arrows at him, with no expression on his face, and did not answer his shouting.

"Outsider, the Elf Forest does not welcome outsiders, retreat from here, otherwise, don't blame us for being rude." At this time, another elf with long silver hair like silk rushed to the vicinity, and he also spoke, but his tone was restrained and polite.

While the two people were talking, more than a dozen scouts of the elf clan had approached Xuanyuan's place. They took advantage of their closeness to nature and the vitality of nature to cover their tracks, hiding among the dense treetops in the forest, staring at Xuanyuan with cold and indifferent eyes.

If he did anything radical, the elves who had formed a circle would attack without hesitation. The bows and arrows in their hands looked light and fancy, but they were actually very powerful. In the forest, the elves were the overlords and had an absolute advantage.

"Is this the way the elves, who are always known for their elegance, treat guests? If Artemis were still here, I'm afraid she would be very disappointed. The elves are elegant and proud, cold and indifferent, but never rude." Xuanyuan put his hands behind his back and looked up at the elves on the treetops with a faint expression.

Artemis is the name of the God of Elves. She is a female elf. She was also a very good friend of the God of Light back then, even.

Hearing Xuanyuan's indifferent words, the elves standing on the treetops frowned and looked at Xuanyuan with unfriendly eyes. Artemis is the name of the God of Elves. How could he dare to call the God of Elves by his name?

But when several elves looked at Xuanyuan with a little dissatisfaction and anger, they suddenly felt a golden light flashing in front of their eyes, and their eyes were stung at the same time, and they felt that they could no longer see the appearance of the person in front of them.

Xuanyuan couldn't help but sigh softly. This was not his doing, but the power of the God of Light. Although the God of Light took the initiative to give up his body, his godhead still remained in the body. Even if Xuanyuan was just an incarnation now, he also brought a trace of the power of the godhead.

The gods are supreme and cannot be blasphemed by anyone. When these elves looked at him with a little malice and anger, the power of the godhead was stimulated and directly gave them some small punishments, making them feel that their eyes were burned by the light and could no longer see things.

"Your Majesty, please forgive these ignorant children. They are too young, don't know anything, and don't recognize that it is your Majesty in person." When Xuanyuan sighed softly, a soft and gentle voice suddenly sounded.

This sound seemed to come from all directions. It was the rustling sound of the wind, the rustling sound of the leaves shaking, and the sound of the entire forest. Even if it was just a sentence, people could sense the extremely rich vitality contained in the sound.

Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and a trace of unknown light flashed across his golden eyes, but he smiled slightly. Who else in the Elf Forest can make such a sound? Naturally, it is the mother tree of the elves growing in the Elf Forest.

This huge holy tree has existed since the birth of the elves. It has been growing in the forest where the elves live for ten thousand years and has also protected the elves for ten thousand years. Although it cannot become a god due to the limitation of the essence of life, it is still powerful enough.

Especially the extremely rich vitality and wood spirit aura on it, which is not comparable to the ivy that Xuanyuan saw in the cultivation world that year, which is said to have grown for ten thousand years.

This is a holy tree, a treasure. Xuanyuan's men rubbed it twice gently, and the plundering heart of the sword cultivator was stirring, and he wanted to move the entire Elf Mother Tree to his mustard seed space.

"I am not angry." Xuanyuan said lightly, as a response to the Elf Mother Tree, "It's just that these little guys have some extreme emotions. If they didn't have bad intentions towards me, they wouldn't be punished."

The Elf Mother Tree that spoke before fell silent. It certainly knew what kind of existence the gods were. The rules of Attidis give the gods supreme status and power. Those who dare to face the gods and show bad intentions to the gods will be punished.

This is not the gods punishing these people, but the "rules", the rules of Attidis.

The Elf Mother Tree fell silent, and Xuan Yuan would not continue to say anything more on this topic, but just said in a light and calm tone: "Elf Mother Tree, this time I am here to visit you. I haven't seen you for many years, and you are still the same as before."

The Elf Mother Tree smiled bitterly, her voice was still soft, but her tone was a little cautious: "I don't deserve your Majesty the God of Light. You still remember me and come here in person. I am really flattered."

"Your Majesty the God of Light, please forgive my disrespect for not being able to greet you in person. Please come to the center of the forest, I am waiting for your arrival here." The Elf Mother Tree said respectfully. As a tree, although it has consciousness and has lived for a long time, it still cannot walk and move freely. It will not survive if it leaves the earth. After all, it is just a tree, not a tree man.

Xuan Yuan nodded slightly, without saying much, but his eyes swept across the branches, faintly showing a tendency to surround the elves who trapped him in the center, and then took a step forward and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a warm light.

When Xuan Yuan left, the elves who surrounded Xuan Yuan woke up from the conversation between Xuan Yuan and the Elf Mother Tree. The elves rely on the Elf Mother Tree and have been with it for thousands of years. How could they not hear the voice of the Elf Mother Tree?

When the mother tree talked to the person with white background and golden patterns, who seemed to be shrouded in light, her tone was so respectful, pious, and cautious. All this only shows one thing, that is-He is the God of Light.

And just now, did they speak disrespectfully to the God of Light who came to the Forest of Elves? More than a dozen elves present all thought of this. Now, no matter how cold their natures are, they can't face this matter calmly!

This is the God of Light, the God of Light they believe in, who has repeatedly blessed the elves! But they just showed malice to God, and Nanguan felt that his eyes were as painful as if they were burned.

"Let's go back to our tribe and ask for forgiveness from the God of Light." After several elves looked at each other for a few times, the elf with silver hair like a waterfall and beautiful and perfect appearance said solemnly, "We have made a mistake and can't escape anymore."

Although the elves are cold and proud by nature, they are definitely not cowards. Even if they are frightened by something that angers the gods, they will never fail to admit their mistakes. They have the courage and responsibility.

Not to mention how these elves made up their minds to pray to the God of Light to forgive them in person, Xuanyuan took a step and came directly to the center of the Elf Forest, and came to a tree that was nearly a kilometer tall.

This giant tree is extremely huge, nearly a kilometer tall, and its crown is as huge as a canopy. Each leaf is one or two meters long, even enough to make a bed for an adult of moderate height.

There is no tree house where elves live on the huge Elf Mother Tree, only one after another green irregular sphere with a diameter of three meters, which is nothing else but the fruit of the Elf Mother Tree.

As the mother of the elves, the fruit on the Elf Mother Tree can be used as a hotbed for cultivating elves. Once the elves have not had a newborn for a long time, the Elf Mother Tree will create a new elf in this way.

In addition, the fruit of the Elf Mother Tree contains powerful vitality. If it falls as a seed and is planted, a new giant tree can be planted. Although it is not as good as the Elf Mother Tree, it is also extremely precious.

After chatting with the Elf Mother Tree casually for a few words, Xuanyuan had not had time to say that he wanted the branches, leaves and fruits of the Elf Mother Tree, and the Elf Mother Tree took the lead in speaking hesitantly.

"Your Majesty the God of Light, Ai Xinda has an unwelcome request." The voice of the Elf Mother Tree was very gentle, with a strong breath of life and the power of the wood spirit, and there was a lot of embarrassment in its tone.

Xuanyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if thinking of something. Not only was he not angry, but he smiled slightly, and said with a slightly compassionate tone: "Aixinda, tell me."

"Aixinda has been rooted for tens of thousands of years. Recently, I gradually feel that my life is beginning to weaken. I am afraid that I don't have many years to live. I am too old."

"I, I want to ask His Majesty the God of Light to bless me and give me some of your divine power of light so that I can live longer."

The elf mother tree Aixinda's tone was a little stumbling, but she felt extremely guilty for her request, but she still tried to express her thoughts: "Respected His Majesty the God of Light, Aixinda is not afraid of death."

"I was born in nature, absorbed the power of nature to grow, and will return to nature after death. Of course, this is the best destination for me. I am not afraid, and I don’t think death is the end of everything. "

"But, at least I can’t die now. The elves are too few in number. Once I die, I am afraid that the elves will disappear from the Attidis continent as the number of people gradually decreases."

At this moment, the Elf King Angus brought all the elves to the Elf Mother Tree. They bowed down to Xuanyuan at the same time, and prayed sincerely from the bottom of their hearts: "Please save the Elf Mother Tree, Your Majesty the God of Light."

Xuanyuan stood under the tree, he stretched out his hand, and the bright and warm light jumped on his fingertips. He gently stroked the leaves of Aixinda, and suddenly curled his lips to reveal a faint smile: "Okay, I promise you. "