Chapter 93: Tree of Nature, Taiyilaner

The capital of the elves is called Taiyilaner, which is the location finally selected by the first generation of elf king after searching everywhere in the Nadashil Forest.

It is located in the central area of ​​the Nadashil Forest, with fertile soil and flat terrain, and not far from various locations in Nadashil. The influence of Taiyilaner's capital can radiate to the entire forest.

When Jiang You flew far into the vicinity of Taiyilaner, he first saw a nearly 1,000-meter-high verdant giant tree standing in the center of the forest, lush and luxuriant!

It was like a huge wave in a green ocean.

Under the giant tree, the trees were like grass growing under the tree, with obvious contrast.

The umbrella formed by the huge tree canopy cast large patches of shadows, and a city with elf characteristics was built under the shadow of this giant tree.

Exquisite houses, streets that are neither wide nor narrow, and silver moon signs that can be seen everywhere on the street, and flowers everywhere.

The summer sun shines in it, giving people a leisurely and peaceful atmosphere.

A river runs through this elf city, bringing coolness and moisture to the city.

Jiang You stood in the sky, where he could overlook half of the city, looking at the thousand-meter-high tree not far away, and sighed.

The last time he saw such a giant tree was the father of oak.

However, in Jiang You's perception.

This giant tree does not have any wisdom, but it is extremely vigorous, and a strange force field emanates from it from the inside out.

It is an unparalleled vitality.

Just as Jiang You stood in the air and looked down leisurely, a silver-haired winged man flapped his wings and flew into the air, approaching him, and shouted loudly from a distance.

"My fellow tribesmen, have you forgotten what the leader warned us? Although we are winged people and the closest brothers of the elves, we cannot stand in the sky above the capital of the elves at will. This is impolite."

"Come down with me."

However, Jiang You did not reply to him, but looked at the towering tree in the center of Taiyilaner and asked.

"Do you know where this thousand-meter-long tree in the center of Taiyilaner came from?"

"Dear fellow tribesmen, have you lost your memory?!"

The winged man flew in front of Jiang You and explained.

"This giant tree is actually called Tai Yilaner. It was a seed that a natural Titan named Tai Yilaner, the ancestor of the elves, transformed himself into before the Giant Wood Clan crossed the sea to the east."

"After the Giant Wood Clan, the ancestors of the elves, crossed the sea to the east, they came to the central area of ​​the Nadashil Forest, which is now Tai Yilaner, and planted the "seed of nature" incarnated by the Titan in the forest."

"The seed of nature broke through the ground in the second year, and then grew year by year!"

"Until now, Tai Yilaner is still growing, as if there is no limit."

After saying this, he approached Jiang You and was shocked.

He realized that Jiang You was not all the winged people he knew!

And when Jiang You turned his head and looked at him with his eyes, a majestic feeling, like a king descending from the sky, seemed to hit his heart, and the respect that seemed to come from the blood immediately overwhelmed him.

Take another look, isn't this the great king of the winged people in the portrait collected by the chief's grandfather?

"You...you are..."

The voice of the winged man trembled.

He was sure but not sure.

Facing the respectful eyes of the winged man, Jiang You said gently.

"Child, I come from the east coast of Losendas in the Ferland continent, my name is Jiang You!"

"The east coast of the Ferland continent, that is the ancestral land of my tribe before crossing the east!"

"You said your name is You! Uriel! You are King Uriel!"

The touch deep in his blood made the winged man very excited, and the records and rumors in the tribe made him very sure.

"Are you the ancestor king of all the winged people in the records of the tribe?!"

Ancestor king? A unique title.

"It's me!"

Jiang You nodded affirmatively.

"It turns out to be my king!"

The winged man shouted in surprise.

"Please wait for a moment, King. I will go to the tribe now and lead the tribe to meet the king!"

Jiang You wanted to say no.

But looking at the expectant and excited eyes of the Winged People, and remembering that the fifty Winged People traveled across the ocean to a strange continent, took root and sprouted, and never went back, and even the first batch of people died in a foreign country, he couldn't help but soften his heart.

"Go, bring them to see me!"

He originally thought that these Winged People would not remember him.

More than 1,500 years have passed.

As time goes by, the Winged People here have been passed down for generations, and it is normal not to recognize him!

He is ready!

But unexpectedly, in a world with extraordinary powers, the power of blood is so pure and powerful that it can allow descendants more than a thousand years later to maintain the same worship as their ancestors.

Everything is possible!

Not long after.

Thousands of Winged People flew into the air.

The leader was an old Winged People, holding an ancient sheepskin portrait in his hand, flew to Jiang You, and opened the portrait for comparison.

Not to say that they are exactly the same, but very similar, especially the confident and high-spirited look! In addition, Jiang You brought them a closeness and sense of oppression in terms of blood.

Let them immediately confirm that the winged man in front of them was their ancestral king!

The old winged man burst into tears.

Under his leadership, thousands of winged people bowed down in mid-air, performing the highest etiquette of the winged people.

"King!"

"King!"

The movement in the sky had long attracted the attention of the entire Taiyilaner area.

In the forest, the rangers put away their bows and arrows and looked up.

On the street, the elf residents put down their work, walked out of the tree house, and looked up at the sky.

Even the elf king Altace walked out of the Night Moon Court of the palace with a scepter and looked at the scene in the sky.

Almost all the winged people in Taiyilaner flew into the sky, bowed respectfully to a young winged man with silver hair and purple eyes, and shouted "King" loudly!

The momentum was so great that it resounded through the world!

All the elves couldn't help but have questions in their minds.

"Who is that winged man?!"

"It sounds like he is the king of the winged people?!"

In mid-air.

Jiang You looked at his people who had left his protection for a thousand years, and when he arrived, they still bowed respectfully, and smiled with relief.

"Well, since you still worship me as your king. You will be like the winged people on another continent, bathed in the glory of the platinum moon!"

However, this sentence made the winged people look embarrassed.

The old winged man in the lead explained.

"King, for more than a thousand years, we have believed in the silver moon like the elves. The platinum moon that appeared five hundred years ago is probably difficult for the tribesmen to agree with!"

Jiang You smiled when he heard it.

"Tribesmen, that platinum moon is my incarnation!"

After he finished speaking, his mind moved, and the platinum moon in the sky suddenly shone with platinum light and projected down.

Above Jiang You's head, a pure white halo appeared, and then a phantom of a platinum moon appeared behind him!

Divine majesty!

This surprised all the winged people.

"So my king is the new platinum moon!"

The king was like a god, holding the bright moon high in the sky!

Some winged people immediately expressed their desire to change their beliefs, some were hesitant, and others struggled!

Jiang You saw them all and smiled at them.

"It doesn't matter, freedom of belief. Whether you believe in the silver moon or the platinum moon, you are my people."

Seeing all the winged people, they were relieved!

In his heart, he sighed and wrote down the reactions of these winged people.

If time is too long, even the deepest blood connection will be corroded by faith.

Some means are still needed.

But this is all later, he looked at the winged people and said.

"Next, you find a few people to take me to see the Elf King!"

"Yes!"