High Above

  Chapter 414 The God of the Forest and the God of the Mountain (13)

  The night passed, and the forests of Nanling at dawn were quiet, and the orange-red sunlight passed through the tree trunks and swaying branches, and hit the dewdrops.

The tall primitive ancient trees are covered with various fungus, mushrooms and vines, and green, black, and yellow mosses cover every corner of the forest, and white mist lingers among all the trees. With the breath of the forest, it is gradually stained with various colors.

   Miasma, or the language of the forest. They echo in the forest with the wind. The miasma is colorful, and in the eyes of humans, it represents death and poison, but in fact, it is full of vitality, but humans are too fragile to understand the power of this complex language.

   Qun Sen is alive.

   It sounds like nonsense, after all, the trees just don't move, they are alive.

  But Elder Manya Avod knew that this was not nonsense at all, but an emphasis.

   It's just that the emphasis is not on 'living', but on 'group forest'.

   At the beginning, it was just a sea of ​​trees in the big redwood forest.

   This peculiar plant originally possessed a certain amount of spirituality. It could connect the power of the heavens and the earth, gather it into its own soul, and then build the original consciousness of the sea of ​​trees...

   Then, it’s not just Sequoia.

  The residents of Sequoia Forest live in it. They live in harmony with the sea of ​​trees, and even gradually become part of each other. In order to get closer to Qunsen, they voluntarily abandoned the technology they had since ancient times. Those forces that are enough to destroy nature and tame other kinds of monsters and beasts are gradually disappearing, and the Sequoia people have gradually become the "self-defense force" of the sea of ​​trees. .

The Sequoia people think that the sea of ​​trees is one of the totem masters they worship. This is too self-righteous. The sea of ​​trees has never become the totem of any group of people. It belongs to this land, and all parts of life on the land belong to it. people.

  Even the later group of imperial people is the same.

Whether it is cultivated farmland or cultivated aquatic plants; whether it is harvested wheat and rice, or potatoes hidden deep in the ground...all plants, all organisms attached to plants, even the spreading in the land The hyphae and the spreading spore mist are all gifts from the sea of ​​trees, and they are all part of the sea of ​​trees.

  As long as Shuhai is willing, from the very beginning, the people of the empire will not be able to grow half a grain of grain.

  But Shuhai tolerantly, or in other words, allowed it without discrimination.

  Because they don't care.

They don't care if their main body is the 'tamed' rice, and they don't care whether their power resides on an ancient giant tree or the lush green grass on the roadside; Bitter pasture dry food.

  They have been sublimated—sublimated to a higher state.

  Two hundred years ago, decades ago, when the Sequoia people didn’t know it, when the imperial people fought with the mountain people and the Sequoia people.

  When many lives "sacrifice" to it with battles and deaths, hunting and hunting.

  The sea of ​​trees has reached a place that even the mountain people could not reach when they were in their heyday... The so-called redwood forest is just its former body and a bridge to communicate with it.

  Therefore, it doesn't matter whether you are strong or weak.

   Only need to exist and continue.

The elders of the mountain people silently watched the forests at the foot of the mountain. Even though most of the mountain people no longer follow the ancient teachings to walk and live in the mountains, the tribes of the mountain people are still unwilling to move their ancestral land to a more gentle place. plain area.

   This is not because of a simple custom, but simply because the mountain people know that what they enshrine is not the 'God of the Forest', but another more powerful existence.

   God of mountains and steel.

   "But this is about to reach the limit... If the gods haven't returned...the mountain people no longer have a reason to be mountain people..."

  Thinking of this, Elder Manya who was standing on the mountainside sighed, and paused for a moment with the bone staff in his hand.

  The old man with silver hair, green eyes and black skin turned around and prepared to return to his residence at the foot of the mountain.

  However, before going down the mountain, he saw two familiar figures running towards his tribe with a somewhat familiar figure in the forest not far away.

"new friend?"

   Slightly squinting his eyes, the old man looked at it carefully, and then showed a look of shock: "Wait, isn't that... isn't that the little leader of the people of Harrison Harbor?"

   "How did they bring that knight here?"

  Many thoughts flashed through his mind, Elder Man Ya gradually showed horror, he thought of a very terrifying possibility: "Wait... Could it be... Did they kidnap people here?!"

   "Didn't I tell you many times before, if you really meet a dragon's blood holder, first make a good friend, and then guide you slowly?!"

  The word kidnapping is obviously not correct, at least the subject is wrong.

  In Ian’s own view, he actually kidnapped Anfa and Xiou, forcing them to take him back to their lair.

  In any case, the most dangerous time has passed.

In the woods, when Anfa applied the medicine to himself, Ian felt relieved—if the two of them continued to quarrel, if he didn’t give him the medicine, the ghost regeneration nucleus in his body would not be able to suppress it. Started to regenerate.

  At that time, how should he explain? Said that he was actually not a delicate goblin alchemist with thin skin and thin skin, but a silver goblin knight who could fight dragons head-on?

   This joke is too big.

  However, in addition to this, Ian also collected a lot of information.

  Xio is indeed a dragon.

  Even in this prosthetic body, the dragon blood left by him is very pure, and his source quality gives Ian an aura similar to that of the ancient dragon core, presenting a dual element of wind and fire.

  The reason why Anfa and Xiou mistook his own source quality for a dragon of water and soil is probably the ancient dragon core of the earth system, and the illusion brought about by the increase of the fairy source quality by the ether crystal.

and…

   "They are indeed a gang. More familiar than I thought."

Although he didn't open his eyes, the goblin's perception allowed Ian to know which areas he had passed along the way. Using the map in the silver chip, he could easily know that he was getting closer to the surrounding area of ​​Indigo Mountain and the mountain people. At the mouth of the half-mountain gorge where Fudebu lived.

   And the Avod tribe...isn't it the tribe where the elder who is likely to recognize the dragon-related aura on him belongs?

   While Ian was thinking, Anfa and Xiou had already carried him, the 'wounded', to the outskirts of the village of Avod with the fastest speed.

  Elder Manya and his several guards stood in front of Anfa and Xiou with a heavy face.

   "I asked you to pick up Anfa, why did it take you so long to come back? Let me know before going out to play, don't worry the King of the Mountain and me!"

The old man glared at Xiou, obviously his strength was about the same as Xiou's body, not to mention that the dragon body behind Xiou had the third level of strength, but he still dared to scold him: "The king of the mountain yesterday! Tell me, tell you to report to him after finishing your work... Is he looking for you? He is afraid that something will happen to you. "

   "Don't worry your mother!"

   "Yes, yes... I was wrong... I will contact my mother immediately..."

  Xio nodded obediently. He obviously respected the old man quite a lot, and he didn't have the arrogance of the so-called 'dragon' in many novels and biographies.

   "Anfa, please forgive my directness, but what's going on?"

Turning his head, Elder Manya looked at the green-haired elf bachelor. He frowned, and looked at the White People knight who was 'comatose' behind the elf: "This knight...is indeed one of the goals we plan to develop, But definitely not in such a brutal way.”

   "He has awakened the dragon blood left by his ancestors, so he is naturally our companion. In this case, we only need to approach slowly, and there is no need to rush."

   "Although Grant Jr. is not as bold and charismatic as his father, he may be stronger. Although Pudd is not very creative, he is one of the few craftsmen in Nanling who can make alchemy cannons."

   Speaking of this, he paused the bone stick in his hand a little angrily: "I led the tribe to join the Dragon Worship Cult, not for the sake of enmity with the nobles of Nanling and the people of Bai."

  (end of this chapter)