The Sword Master God's Journey to Face Slapping

Before Xuan Yuan offered to exchange for the fruits, branches, and leaves of the elf mother tree Aixinda, Aixinda and all the elves in the Elf Forest gathered here to pray to Xuan Yuan and ask him to bless Aixinda. , prolong life.

Although Aisinda was born with the birth of the continent of Attidis, and is the mother of elves and the sacred tree, it is still not a god, just a giant tree with some special abilities.

No matter how long the life of a tree is, whether it is much longer than dragons or elves, it will always end its lifespan. And Aixinda has lived for tens of thousands of years, so he is really not young anymore, or in other words, he has already lived. Very old.

According to the original plot, the God of Light is still sleeping and has not woken up at this time, and Aixinda is getting old and his life is coming to an end. Angus, the king of elves, fell in love with the heroine and followed her out of the elven forest. The elves fell. Toward destruction.

The arrival of the variable Xuan Yuan and the hurricane caused the entire plot to fall into disarray, and the entire plot showed signs of collapse from the very beginning.

But this is not the first time that Xuan Yuan has ruined the plot. Don't say that he doesn't know now, even if he knows, he won't care. After all, he was originally meant to reverse the fate of those cannon fodders who had tragic endings due to the plot.

The emerald green forest was full of life, and the breeze was blowing. The broad sleeves of the white robe were blowing and swaying in the wind. Xuan Yuan's slender fingers were gently caressing the broad leaves that were one or two meters long, and the fingertips danced brightly. The brilliance is warm and brilliant.

The elves and Aixinda took the initiative to pray for his blessing, which naturally saved Xuan Yuan from the trouble of exchanging Aixinda's materials. He no longer had to say anything that would tarnish the image of the God of Light, which was good.

Satisfied in his heart, Xuan Yuan is naturally easier to talk to. There is light dancing on his fingertips, which is the extremely rich divine power of light. His expression is gentle, and although his voice is cold, it has a little warmth: "I agree to your prayer, Elf The mother tree should not have fallen at this time.”

At present, the entire elves have not cultivated a second mother tree that can give birth to elves. Once Aisinda falls, the elves will be such a group of indifferent beings. If they want to have love in their hearts and reproduce offspring... this is really It's very difficult.

Aixinda was overjoyed. It was just a tree. Although it had been familiar with the ways of the world because of its long life, its heart was still very simple. It didn't know how to pretend, and there was no twists and turns in its heart. It just smiled happily. Then he said: "Thank you, Your Majesty the God of Light!"

"Aisinda has nothing that can be dedicated to His Majesty the God of Light. This seed has been cultivated by me with all my hard work in recent years. If it is His Majesty the God of Light, you will definitely be able to cultivate it. Maybe it can be cultivated by you. The divine realm grows.”

Aixinda's tone was full of joy. He held a huge, three-meter-diameter emerald green fruit on a thick branch and handed it to Xuan Yuan. His tone was slightly shy and embarrassed: "This is originally used to cultivate new people." The elven holy tree, but the elves can’t make it sprout.”

Aixinda seemed to be very embarrassed about dedicating something that they could not use to the God of Light, and quickly added: "If His Majesty the God of Light is not interested in this thing, I still have many fruits, you can choose as you like."

Asking the gods for help requires paying a price and offering sufficient offerings. Aisinda is a sacred giant tree that has lived for tens of thousands of years. It already knows these things very well, although the elves are definitely willing to provide help for it. There will be compensation, but Aixinda will not pay nothing.

Xuan Yuan held up the seed, but as soon as he touched it, he knew the value of the seed. Compared with the fruits used to breed elves hanging on the crown of the Elf Mother Tree Aisinda, this seed has more vitality.

And as Aixinda said, this seed is a seed of life that it desperately condensed after realizing that it was about to die. If it can be successfully cultivated, even if the giant tree that grows is not as good as the elf mother tree Aixinda, It is also a sacred tree.

With this Seed of Life, no fruits, branches, or leaves would be taken seriously by Xuan Yuan. He put the Seed of Life directly into his mustard space with his backhand, and nodded towards Aixinda with a slight smile. : "I am happy to accept your gift."

Aixinda breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and the tree crown trembled slightly because of his relaxation: "Your Majesty the God of Light, your loyal followers thank you for your kindness and compassion."

The elves who knelt down behind the Elf Mother Tree, led by the Elf King Angus, respectfully knelt down towards Xuan Yuan and said with pious gratitude: "Thank you for your gift from His Majesty the God of Light. I am willing to fulfill it." The teachings of His Majesty the God of Light are your agents of light on the continent.”

The corners of Xuan Yuan's lips curled up slightly. If a human made such a promise, he would definitely disdain it, but if it were an elf, then you can really believe it, because with the pride and character of an elf, he will not lie. Although they are cold, arrogant and difficult to get in contact with, they are definitely the race with the most virtues on the continent of Attidis.

They are synonymous with beauty.

"Get up, I'm very pleased that you are like this." Xuan Yuan raised his right hand slightly, and the bright lights fluttered under the towering Elf Mother Tree. He directly led these Elf tribesmen to stand up, without letting them continue. kneel.

After getting the seed of life, Xuanyuan no longer planned to stay in the Elf Forest. Although the scenery here is extremely beautiful and full of vitality, it does not conform to Xuanyuan's aesthetics. The only impression that a cultivator has of this towering forest is that monsters are everywhere...

In addition, the style of the elves tends to be gorgeous, exquisite, luxurious and elegant, and every move is elegant and cold. For Xuanyuan, a sword cultivator, it is a little incompatible. To put it bluntly, sword cultivators are just a group of mud legs, and the aesthetics are completely different.

"Your Majesty the God of Light, I, we want to apologize to you." Just as Xuanyuan was about to say goodbye to Ai Xinda and leave the Elf Forest to return to the God's Domain, a slightly trembling, but still clear and melodious voice like a gurgling stream sounded.

In the puzzled and puzzled eyes of many elves, an elf with long silver hair like a waterfall stood out, followed by several elves with slightly worried and ashamed expressions. They were dejected, and they didn't even know where their usual elegance had gone.

Xuanyuan looked over, and after a moment's hesitation, he nodded and said, "So it's you."

Seeing Xuanyuan recognize them, the elves who stood out from the crowd turned pale and even more panicked. It was such an honor that His Majesty the God of Light remembered them, but what He remembered... was the mistakes they made, which made them extremely ashamed.

"You don't have to apologize, because you didn't do anything wrong." Seeing these elves trembling and wilting like eggplants hit by frost, Xuanyuan said with a smile.

In the puzzled eyes of several people, Xuanyuan explained indifferently: "You are scouts of the elves. It is your duty to warn and expel strangers who enter the Elf Forest. You have fulfilled your duties and obligations, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"Huh..." The dozen elves who stood up to admit their mistakes breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that their moral conscience had been put down, and then they found that His Majesty the God of Light was indeed so kind and compassionate, and it really deserved their belief.

Nodding slightly to Ai Xinda, Xuan Yuan turned his head and looked at Angus, the king of the elves. This king of the elves is not only extremely powerful, but also has a very elegant and beautiful appearance. His long light golden hair is loose, his ice-blue eyes are clear, and his temperament is as cold as the snow on the snowy mountains and as elegant as the wind blowing through the forest. He is the most beautiful person in the elves.

The elves are a beautiful race that has seized the fortune of heaven and earth. Every elf is a rare beauty in human society. Angus is the most beautiful person in the elves. His appearance is so beautiful and perfect that almost no one dares to believe that there is such a perfect existence in the world unless they see it in person.

"You are the king of the elves. You should protect the elves and lead the elves to prosper and develop. As the king of the elves, you should set an example and lead the development of the tribe." Xuan Yuan said slowly, with admonition, solemn and rigorous.

Angus was slightly startled, and then a hint of fanaticism and piety flashed across his icy blue eyes. Then he put his hand on his forehead, bent down deeply, and said respectfully and fanatically: "I will obey your oracle."

Xuanyuan's lips curled up a secret and slightly malicious smile, and the light that formed the incarnation instantly dissipated, and his consciousness had returned from the Elf Forest to the Realm of Light.

Xuanyuan snorted and laughed, his tone was half-smile, with a bit of distraction and a bit of coldness: "I don't believe that Angus will be seduced by the heroine after I intervened. Well, if the heroine can't pick up any male gods, this plot... should be completely broken, right?"

"It's interesting. Let me think about it. What are the so-called male gods that the heroine likes in the plot-" Xuanyuan called up the plot of this world and prepared to look through it from beginning to end to see which male protagonists there are and whether he can pry a few away from the heroine.

At this time, Xuan Yuan didn't know that because of him, the heroine had lost the first male god she met when she traveled to Atretidis - Louis, the crown prince of the Ovanlia Empire. Just because she casually complained about the God of Light, she lost a male god.

This is really the worst outcome of being mean... The heroine Angela wants to vomit blood, okay? She didn't expect that Louis looked up and down, left and right, and there were male gods. He was so superstitious! It's amazing!

Moreover, her conversation with Louis at the ball was also heard by others. Her words that were somewhat disrespectful to the God of Light had spread. Now Angela's life in the imperial capital is far less smooth than in the plot, but rather difficult.

There is no way, who let eleven out of ten people in the human capital now are believers of the God of Light? It's sad.