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"Haha, it's true that heroes emerge from youth. Young man, what's your name?" the elf chief asked gently.

"I am Yang Lin."

In front of such an important person, there is nothing wrong with saying your real name.

"Leah's father looks like the Elf King in the movie of the previous life." He thought to himself.

It seems that his cultivation has reached the first level of the ninth realm. Such a powerful person should be an old monster with white hair. How come he looks so young?

He casually glanced at the elf standing next to him.

I noticed that they all looked very energetic. The oldest one looked almost the same as the 50-year-old strong old man from Lan Xing.

"Yang Lin..." the elf chief repeated.

"It seems that your name has a special connection with our elves. Come, bring up the box that we prepared in advance."

With a wave of his hand, several elf subordinates standing nearby walked towards the back garden.

Russian qing.

One after another, the elves came to the hall carrying large boxes.

At first glance, there are three boxes in total.

The box is very large, about the size of 1m*0.5m*0.75m.

The subordinate opened the box, which was filled with items.

This green light almost blinded my 24K eyes.

Three full boxes of high-level spirit stones.

If calculated as the market price, the Alliance Coins piled up together would be enough to crush a person.

Tang Lin picked up an irregular spirit stone the size of a fist and weighed it in his palm for a few times.

Heavy, best of the best.

"The elves are really rich. They are so generous at one time. They are worthy of being one of the four major families in the United Nations of All Races. They are really rich." Yang Lin said in his heart.

"Thank you very much."

Without any pretense, he waved his hand and put three boxes of high-level spirit stones into the space ring.

"It's a pity that there are no elixirs. I'll see if I can figure out a way to melt the spirit stones into spirit liquid." He said to himself.

The Elf Chief nodded slightly.

He really likes this kind of straightforward young man.

"Well, just a little sincerity."

"By the way, Yang Lin, I see that your race seems to be the Divine Eye Clan. Speaking of which, I am also curious. The Divine Eye Clan values ​​geniuses within the clan more than we do, and I have a good personal relationship with their clan leader. I want to ask if your purpose of running to the South Kite Grassland alone is the same as Leah's."

Yang Lin felt a little disturbed.

How could he be from the Divine Eye Clan? To be frank, he had never even seen what the Divine Eye Clan looked like.

"I don't know what Leah's purpose was. I just ran into her by coincidence."

"Of course I went to the South Kite Grassland to hone myself. After all, as the head of a clan, I should know that geniuses are honed through battle."

Yang Lin neither admitted nor denied that he was from the Divine Eye Clan. He directly answered the second question and took the opportunity to get out of his own hands.

The elf chief nodded.

"Yes, that's true. Any genius is honed through hard work. Back then, I was also a genius who fought against the heroes in the south and the green barbarians in the north."

Mad is worthy of being the chief of the elves. He is even better at pretending to be cool than me.

Yang Lin didn't say anything. There was really nothing to talk about with these people.

The elf chieftain stroked his chin as if thinking about something, then turned to look at his wife.

"Ma'am, this child saved our Leah. I plan to let him attend the ceremony in a month. What do you think?"

The clan leader's wife thought for a moment.

"That's fine. After all, as the saying goes, a drop of water should be repaid with a spring of water."

"Okay, that's it."

The uncle next to him plucked his ears, and after hearing the conversation between the two, his eyes suddenly widened, and he whispered to his sister:

"Sister, isn't that ceremony only for the elves? If you let him, a foreigner, wouldn't it be a bit..."

The elder sister fanned herself with the green peacock fan in her hand and glanced at Ma Erdan.

"Erdan, you should have seen quite a few elves' spouses or husbands attending the ceremony ten years ago."

"But this is different." The uncle retorted.

"What's the difference?" the elder sister asked.

"It's just...it's just..." My uncle himself couldn't explain it.

I always felt that my words were contradictory and a bit double-standard. Finally, I stomped my right foot on the ground, turned my head away and sulked at myself.

Seeing her uncle's abnormal behavior, Leah was a little confused. She didn't know what her mother had said to leave her uncle speechless.

This is also very funny. When Leah was little, her uncle could sleep a lot and often talked for a whole day. In the end, her mother went from being helpless to working hard to hone her language skills, and eventually became a sharp-tongued person who could always make her uncle speechless with just one sentence.

The art of language is truly unfathomable.

Leah shook her head, sympathizing with her uncle for a second.

The elf chief smiled and looked at Yang Lin for a few seconds.

The clan leader's wife said softly...

"My elf tribe will hold a tribal sacrifice ceremony in a month. Young man, I wonder if you are interested in attending."

A tribal sacrificial ceremony?

Could it be a sacrifice to that big tree?

"Since you've invited me, I will definitely come back here again in a month."

The other party has lowered their status to invite me, and it seems that there will be no loss for me even if I participate.

Paying homage to the ancestral tree, following the routine in the novel, maybe I can pick up a cheat or something, Yang Lin thought.

The Elf Chief was very satisfied with the answer.

"How about having breakfast with us this morning and watching the sunrise together?"

???

So Leah, did she come here on an empty stomach?

It's so strange, the elves' biological clocks really can't adapt.

Feeling the warm feeling coming from the elixir being refined in his dantian, Yang Lin shook his head and refused.

"I appreciate your kindness. I took the pill before breakfast."

"Well, well then, Leah, you take this young man out."

"Okay, Father."

Leah walked up to Yang Lin.

"Come on, let's go out."

Yang Lin hummed, turned around and left side by side with Leah.

The recovery this time was good, and there is no shortage of high-level spirit stones.

Then I will try to reach the fifth realm and I will truly be among the masters.

It is rumored that when one reaches the fifth and sixth realms, one's talent will undergo a qualitative change.

Furthermore, talents of grade A and above will awaken their own unique skills, commonly known as secret skills of talent.

Yang Lin was very curious about what kind of innate secret skills this Paper Scissors would have after awakening.

Could it be the type of summoning that summons Paper Scissors to fight? Oh, no, it should be a transformation battle secret method.