Chu Qing sat down, swept his mental power around, and then said, "Now, are there only five of you, the Dark Elf clan?"

Several old men nodded. Each of the five clan elders, each of whom was over a thousand years old, is unknown among the human race, even the life of a strong man in the Broken Realm can reach a thousand years.

Ye Chen smiled from the side and said, "These five clan elders, even if this forest is gone, will be here. They have always shouldered the mission of the elves."

"What mission?" Chu Qing asked with interest.

"It's impossible to say, it's impossible to say." An old clan said with a smile, "The Dark Elf clan is almost separated from the Elf clan from beginning to end, and has its own unique foundation, which is normal."

Chu Qing nodded, maybe, the elves are powerful, unimaginable, and can be ranked among the top five among the ancient races. Even if it weren't too low-key, the top three would not be a problem. It would be normal to leave some mysterious and powerful foundations.

"Okay, I won't ask." Chu Qing said slowly and softly.

Several clan elders looked at each other and all breathed a sigh of relief. They were really afraid that Chu Qing would continue to ask questions, which would make it difficult for them to do.

After all, there are too many things involved in this dark elves' ancestral land.

No one knows how many secrets a race that has been glorious in ancient times can have. He only knows that in this era, the elves have disappeared, and no one remembers it if no one mentions it.

An old man looked at Chu Qing with a smile, "The Lord of Xuanmen is here, I don't know what's going on?"

"I just came to take a look, but when I got here, I found something interesting." Chu Qing said softly.

Several old men all changed their faces slightly, and an old man said, "What is there in the elves that deserves attention from the elves? It's my elves' blessing."

Chu Qing shook his head, "I wonder if there are Taoist weapons in your clan?"

Several people frowned, "What is a Taoist weapon?"

Chu Qing pondered for a moment, "The Taoist instrument has the marks of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, and above it is the truth that is woven into heaven and earth."

"To be precise, Taoist weapons should be weapons passed down from ancient times."

Several old men smiled bitterly, "Even if this kind of thing exists, it is still among the wood elves race. My dark elves race does not have this kind of inheritance."

"Is that right?" Chu Qing smiled without comment and pointed slightly at the top of the mountain, "That's right."

It was a scroll. Seeing Chu Qing pointing towards him, the faces of several clan elders changed.

What happened? This person actually began to care about the ancestral land.

"Why should the Lord of Xuanmen be forced to force each other?" An old man said with a calm expression.

Chu Qing bent down gently, picked up a piece of soil, and sniffed it, "It's not that I'm struggling with each other, but in fact, it echoes the power in my body."

The few people looked a little disbelief, and Chu Qing didn't care too much about it. How to prove that what he saw and felt was true?

Chu Qing didn't know, but he didn't want to prove it. The stone mountain in the distance was still cold, a scroll of paintings floating in the wind.

The scroll does not seem mysterious, but it is old enough that Chu Qing can feel it, and there is an ancient atmosphere in it.

This is an extraordinary thing. How strong the elves in ancient times were, we can refer to the current demon clan. Although the number of people is definitely the dominant one, on the list of ancient times, the elves may have to be above the demon clan, at least they are equal.

Chu Qing didn't feel that he had the awareness of turning against the enemy. When he arrived here, he swept the east and looked around. Many elders were even wondering whether this person was pretending to be blind.

"What have you felt?" Shang Rifan asked.

Ye Chen also made do with a weird look, "I know what the teacher said just now."

"It's the totem, the totem of my elves, passed down from ancient times, and it is not a Taoist weapon." Ye Chen said.

Chu Qing turned his head, "I didn't say it must be a Taoist weapon, but such an ancient totem is worshipped by the elves day and night, even if it is not energetic."

"Is this related to the purpose of your trip?" Shang Rifan nodded with a smile and said.

"That's true." Chu Qing said after a moment of silence, "It was originally a purposeless person. If you come, you will have some gains. I have no intention of unraveling these ancient secrets, but these things are all telling how powerful the elves were back then."

"No matter how powerful it is, it will eventually decline for a day. Even the human race is the same. It is prosperous and declining, and it is always like this. There is no eternal winner or absolute protagonist." An ancient, vast voice sounded in Chu Qing's ears.

In fact, it is not just Chu Qing, but this kind of voice is born in everyone's ears, like the control of mental power, which can make everyone hear clearly.

Chu Qing looked up and looked at the top of the mountain. Endless black air flow lingered there, and a figure slowly formed.

The black hair is like a waterfall, the eyes are like stars, and the face is as sharp as a knife, with clear edges and corners.

The ancient thing he couldn't tell was illusory, but his whole body was completely a state between the soul and the mental power.

"Who said there is no law of eternal life..." Chu Qing sighed softly, feeling the aura of this elf.

Life and death, reincarnation continues, but there are always people who can use some things to break out of this weird circle.

Jiang Weng and others who pretended to die had the art of deceiving the heavens, which made it difficult for heaven to detect and survive for so long.

The old men all looked excited and knelt on the ground in excitement.

"Welcome to our ancestors."

Although there were only five people shouting, they were wave after wave, which showed their piety.

"Get up."

A gentle breath helped the few people up without saying anything, then looked at Chu Qing, "Why did you summon me..."

Before he finished speaking, the black elf shadow seemed to tremble violently all over his body, staring at Chu Qing, and his illusory figure seemed to be more solid.

"Ancient sages?"

The ancient words, spoken from his mouth, seemed extremely awkward, because he was already old and mysterious enough, but now he couldn't help but be surprised.

He had never seen this person before, but he had heard countless legends, and the person in front of him was exactly the same as in the portraits back then!

The ancient sages, saints, wise men, and every word is a peerless thing, but now it seems that they have been completely seen, and they are still physical and live versions.

How can this not make his mind sway?

"No, you can't be him. You are too weak, so weak that you don't even have the qualification to be reincarnated." The black elf confirmed for a moment and shook his head slowly.

Chu Qing, regardless of whether you recognize it or not, just said the purpose.

"Do you have time? I think we can talk." Chu Qing said slowly, "I have some things I want to ask for."

"I dare not, the ancient saint, I will tell you everything in my mind." The man in black bowed slightly and said.

Even if you are not sure about Chu Qing's identity, it must be extraordinary. After all, the person who can awaken him who is sleeping is not an idle person.

"Tell me about ancient times." Chu Qing said.

"I can't answer you this question." Ye Hun shook his head and said.

"Because I died in ancient times, now I am just a wisp of remnant soul. Although I know a little, since then, there has never been an elves. Even now it is today, I can only deduce it based on the test."

Chu Qing, “…”

This reason is very powerful and makes you unable to find any room for refutation. Yes, I died in ancient times, how can I tell you about the things from ancient times?

"However, the elves, the emperor of my race, is also sleeping. If you can ask for help from the emperor, then I think he knows much more about the things in ancient times than me." Ye Hun said.

Chu Qing nodded slightly. The emperor of the race is naturally the most powerful. The elf emperor, Chu Qing was fortunate to meet someone in the ancient times. That kind of strength is really a destruction.

Each of the Elf Emperors is the supreme emperor with all attributes. What is the concept of all attributes? One in ten million probability can reach the level of all attributes. Now, even if the Elf Emperor is really born, it is not as domineering as the ancient times.

"Emperor, it's in the deepest part of this jungle..."

The voice disappeared in the end, and with the figures, the five old men still bowed their heads and turned towards the ancient painting in the direction of Yehun leaving.

The older the race and hierarchy, the more strict the system, the more it can be carried forward and passed on through training during the inheritance.

"The ancestor said, you can meet the emperor, I will take you there." An old man said.

Chu Qing nodded, and the monk Yechen and Rifan looked at each other, and they all saw the confusion on the other person's face.

Even Ye Chen himself didn't know that there was such an emperor in his elves.

Is it also like the ancestor of Yehun, in the state of remnant souls?

It makes people look forward to it more and more. The emperor of the elf clan is the most difficult to be born. On average, it would be great if one elf emperor could emerge in two eras.

"I'm working hard." Chu Qing said, and the old man nodded, "I dare not take credit. The old man is just doing his part. However, sir and this little master must remember that no matter what happens, don't say it out loud, otherwise, it may bring you disaster."

Shang Rifan nodded and said nothing.

Of course, he is not the kind of person who is shady. He likes to promote and show off everywhere. As for Chu Qing, let alone, there is never anything worth mentioning about Chu Qing.

The deepest part of the jungle is a huge altar that is endless.

"I still remember that when I was a child, I ran here and was caught by my father. I have never been there since then." Ye Chen looked at the altar, shook his head gently, and said.

"Do you still remember this?" an old man smiled. "This is the place where our tribe sacrifices. Cases often use cattle and sheep, and occasionally some holy beasts, so that they can get the protection of the great emperor." An old man looked at the altar and said.

"To be honest, even if I was two thousand and three hundred years old, I have only been here twice. It is because of the sacrificial ceremony once every thousand years. I have never been there again after that time six hundred years ago." An old man sighed.

As soon as he entered here, Chu Qing felt a strong fluctuation of vitality, and the regular thud sounds made people's scalp numb, it was the heart beating!

Elf Emperor?

Living?

From ancient times to today?

Chu Qing couldn't believe it. It was not that he didn't believe that there were elves that could live for so long, but it was just that it was too amazing.

"Emperor, since ancient times, he has been in a deep sleep. Come with me." said an old man.

"Stop!" A cold voice came over.
To be continued...