The daily life of farming and opening up wasteland in the elf world

The main room of the entire ruins was not covered at all. After Fan Xing and Dawu entered the main room, they found that the coffin in the middle of the main room was made of special materials.

The coffin seemed to be made of wood, but it exuded a metallic luster.

Apart from the coffin in the center of the main room of the ruins, the only thing special is the various vines hanging from the sky above the ruins.

The vines were brownish-red in color and covered with spikes. Fan Xing stared at those vines with narrowed eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

And Dawu turned the ring on his finger, observing the content of the painting on the wall of the main room of the ruins.

When the mausoleum was built, human civilization had not yet developed writing, so recording things still relied on a large number of paintings, pictographs and some special lines.

In addition to these, human beings also use dead tree vines or hemp ropes to record things, and weave them into knots to record time or some important events.

The content of the painting on the wall of the main room is the experience of the last king of that small kingdom, but the last scene of the painting makes people feel a little surprised.

The king's coffin was built entirely on the body of the sand bell cactus.

According to the pictures and records, the king had an elf that was huge in size, and its color was different from ordinary elves, and its overall body was extremely hard.

But later that elf was killed by elves who came from the desert in a certain war to protect the country.

And the country of the last king has since disappeared in the vast sea of ​​sand. At the end of his life, the king used his own elf body to build his own coffin.

Dawu looked at the records on the picture with some emotion. His ring emitted a faint beam of light, which swept back and forth across the picture, as if recording these pictures.

And Fan Xing stared thoughtfully at the vines hanging from above, those vines seemed to come alive.

Except for the knots that were tied down on some vines, everything else was not much different from the ordinary vines growing outside.

But Fan Xing knew that these vines were very dangerous, and he felt a very powerful amount of ghost skills on their branches.

From this, Fan Xing can guess that these vines are also a kind of elves, but according to his memory, there is no information about these elves.

Fan Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, and scanned the entire main room again. This is not the only strange place in the entire ruins, there is also a burning candle at the end of the coffin.

The candle was white as a whole. Although the flame had been extinguished, the white candle still felt weird because it was too new.

In the previous era, it was true that when a person died, a candle was lit in front of the coffin, but how many years have passed, and the candle is as white as new except for some traces of being wrapped around the body. .

Fan Xing became curious about the candle. The candle was not a candle spirit, but the strange thing was that Fan Xing also sensed the energy of the ghost system from the candle.

Fan Xing turned his head and gave Yaohuohonghu a look, Yaohuohonghu understood, turned the wooden stick in his hand, and used several auxiliary skills around his body to ensure that he could immediately deploy protection in case of any accident.

Fan Xing reached out to the poke ball on his waist, stroked the poke ball, and took out a poke ball marked with a natural bird pattern.

Opening the elf ball, a huge natural bird appeared in front of Fan Xing.

The natural bird folded its wings in front of its body, bowed to Fan Xing with narrowed eyes, and then automatically walked to the side of the candle.

Fan Xing's eyes shone brightly, and his super power was connected with the natural bird.

The natural bird uttered a cry and quickly spread its wings, and a square made of spiritual power appeared around the candle.

The square rotated, the candle slowly floated, and then an illusory scene appeared on the square.

Fan Xing frowned slightly as he watched the candle light up and the puppy-like spirit made of wax liquid appearing under the candle.

But soon, he saw a scene that surprised him a bit. In the phantom that emerged from the cube, just after the puppy-like elf was born, countless vines stretched out from the air to wrap him .

Under the attack of these vines, before the candle puppy could react, his body was absorbed by the vines.

From the birth of the candle puppy to its death, in just 30 seconds, the unknown puppy elf experienced its own life, and the pattern of the vines on the phantom was exactly what the vines in the sky looked like.

But this is not over yet, Fan Xing looked at the superpower cube summoned by him and the natural bird, and the time on the screen turned back again.

A candle spirit was born in that candle, but it still couldn't escape the predation of that vine, and died in a short time.

Back in time again, the candle spirit and the candle puppy were born from the candle in turn, but none of them survived, and they were all preyed upon by the vine.

Fan Xing nodded thoughtfully, and patted the natural bird's wings.

The natural bird knowingly dispelled the superpower, the superpower dissipated, and the candle floating in the air clicked and fell beside the coffin.

The sound seemed to wake up the vines in the air. Those vines shook their branches, as if they were going to attack Fan Xing and the others, but for some reason, they hesitated.

Fan Xing raised his head and glanced at them. He had never seen this vine-like ghost-type elf before, and his eyes were inevitably curious.

Maybe he noticed Fan Xing's gaze, those vines seemed to be irritated, the vines covering the entire main room started to move, those vines were intertwined, and the ghost energy filled every vine.

These vines waved, trying to wrap Fan Xing and the others and absorb the power in their bodies.

Seeing this scene, the demon fire red fox waved the small wooden stick in his hand calmly, and the purple flame began to burn on his small wooden stick.

The magic flame skill was cast by him, the flame was so big that it covered the entire sky of the main room in the blink of an eye.

The demon fire red fox controlled the flames, burning the vines, and the wailing sound of the vines came from the air.

There were three sources of the wailing sound, and Fan Xing snapped his fingers to signal the demon fire red fox to stop attacking.

He walked in the direction where the voice came from before, raised his hand and took out a pair of scissors from his backpack. Under the control of his super power, the scissors gradually grew larger, and then cut some vines in the air.

There were fewer and fewer vines in that area, and a large number of thick vines hit the ground. Those movements were very loud, but Dawu just glanced away, and continued to look at the mural in front of him.

Under the scissors controlled by Fan Xing's super power, those vines were exposed at their most original.

Fan Xing looked at the seed-like thing wrapped in vines, and was puzzled for the first time.

With the mentality of trying, he threw a poke ball at the few seed-like things. The poke ball flickered a few times, and the lights went out, indicating that the recovery was successful.

Fan Xing stared blankly at the seeds and vines subdued by the elf ball. He still doesn't know what kind of elf it is.

But looking at the performance of those vines, the attributes should be ghost and grass attributes, so let's study it carefully when we go back.

The elf world is huge, and there are many unknown elves.

He didn't know the names and breeds of elves like this vine, and elves like the puppies born from candles that he and the natural bird's nest ability recalled before.

However, it is a great contribution to study these elves thoroughly and put their information into the database.

Although this kind of contribution is of no use to him, he is still a researcher after all?If he studies these two elves thoroughly, maybe his researcher's level can be raised a bit.

Although it doesn't matter if his level is raised or not, he is a permanent member of the Elf Alliance after all, and he will be invited to attend every major alliance meeting to listen to reports and opinions.

His status is already considered very high, even if the president of the Kanto Alliance retires now, it will not have any impact on him.

Fan Xing looked at the candle again, it was also a good thing, a candle that could repeatedly produce different spirits under the baptism of time, how could it not be considered a good thing?

Like the puppy elf holding the candle, and the candle spirit, they were all born from this candle.

Fan Xing speculated that it may be nourished by rich ghost-type energy, so that the candle can give birth to another elf.

Apart from these harvests, there was nothing else in the main room that Fan Xing could look up to, not only the elf materials, but even the props used by the elves.

In the distance, Dawu's recording work came to the end. He finished recording all the murals, and then gave Fan Xing a look.

It seems that Dawu has made a new discovery.