Set up a funeral service team in a foreign land

They pulled themselves out of the god's memory with different expressions.

Lu Xi, the inconspicuous girl from the forest deer tribe standing behind Sylph, looked up at the Endless Chain thoughtfully, and a hint of realization flashed in her eyes.

Feng Liting and Ilowen also looked up at the Endless Chain. In the broken core shaped like an asteroid belt, a purple-veined leaf full of vitality was wrapped in amber, as if it had sealed up thousands of years of time, and also as if it had sealed up the compassion from the gods.

The leaf in the transparent amber was surrounded by a strange bud green glow, fresh and natural. This power spread to the Endless Lock, intertwining and immersing itself into the ground. The seal cracks on the ground healed slowly, and the formation perfectly connected to the new power. The seal was stably lit without any waves.

Feng Liting put away his knife and clapped his hands gently: "Okay, there's no need for us to do anything else."

Iloven snorted unhappily: "You know that troubles cannot be left to future generations, and you also know how to fill the hole."

What surprised him was that Vidal seemed to have a good relationship with their shut-in director, and it wasn't as life-and-death battle as he had thought?

Li Qing played with the flower branch and murmured, "No wonder Dean Flamel has been wandering outside for a long time. It turns out that he is looking for the whereabouts of Dean Chiyu. A little-known forbidden alchemist, a prisoner who is unwilling to give in... Interesting, interesting."

"Very good, I have decided, this man will be the protagonist of my next paper!" His face was filled with inexplicable joy.

Sylph glanced at him and said in a neutral tone: "May I remind you that Flamel has been the protagonist of thousands of papers."

The ten people on the school motto have long been written about many times, although most of the papers open to the public only describe the surface and do not have deeper reference value.

"That's different. I'm a professional and I can definitely dig out something different~" Li Qing raised her index finger and shook it at her, "Don't question my level. You should know that I'm the outstanding student in the history department who is scolded the least by Peregrine and Qingshu."

"..."

Xi Sui'an's mouth twitched slightly, and he gave up listening to Li Qing's rambling.

She was quite surprised that Flamel was a forbidden alchemist, but what she cared about most was not this, but what he said.

He did not trust the director and even had strong hostility towards him. "Prisoner"... was he referring to himself, or someone else?

"'Between heaven and earth, all living things are prisoners'..." These are words worth pondering.

If this sentence is not a momentary expression of indignation, but has a practical meaning, then what Flamel means is that all living beings are prisoners, and the world is... a prison?

Her expression changed slightly.

"Chief Toland!" Ilowen, who was talking to the old chief on the other side, suddenly raised his voice and his face changed drastically.

Xi Sui'an looked over and saw that the green leaves on the head of the old man standing in front of Yi Luowen and Feng Liting had finally completely withered and fallen, and half of his body had turned into dead wood.

This indicates that the other person's life is about to come to an end.

Feng Liting looked at Toland for a moment, his expression unchanged, and said softly, "The oil is running out."

"Ahem, you're right..." Patriarch Toland coughed lightly, watching himself uncontrollably transform back to his original form, and said helplessly, "I was still affected quite a bit just now. Now I'm not even as good as those little guys, hehe..."

He walked around the crowd and chuckled, "Okay, now that the matter has come to an end, I am really sorry to bother you all. Now, please follow me."

He took a last look at the Endless Chain in the altar, which was glowing with green light, and turned around with a smile and waved to his two elders. Kaint and Lorcan showed sadness.

"Okay, Chief, I'll go gather the tribesmen." Kainte bent down and said hoarsely.

Chief Toland led them out of the clan land.

"He's going to die soon." Xi Sui'an fell behind the team, and a small sigh came from his shoulder.

"I know." She said calmly. The old patriarch had said before that he would not live long.

Tide sighed and said, "We should attend the funeral of the Tree People next."

Xi Sui'an paused slightly.

"Grandpa Patriarch!"

"Clan leader!"

"Grandpa Patriarch!"

This is where they extract the amber from the tree people. The amber cave, which was somewhat empty before, has now been filled with tree people, old tree people, adult tree people, and young tree people, totaling no more than a few hundred.

Among them, the majority are aging and juvenile tree people, while there are only a few in adulthood. It can be clearly seen that the tree people have entered a period of transition.

A group of little tree people surrounded them, lively and innocent, with no knowledge of the world.

Alonso, now an adult, came over.

He looked at Toland with a sad expression: "Grandpa Chief, you..."

"Alonso, my time is up." Chief Toland stroked Alonso's head gently, his attitude calm, "Child, don't be sad for me."

Alonso bit his lip and choked: "I know..."

"Remember what I told you?"

"Remember." He wiped his face, "I will go to Damocles to study hard, and then grow up well, until I grow into a lush and flourishing tree..." and be able to protect the entire clan.

"very good."

Ilowen paused after hearing this, and a look of surprise appeared on his face. Who in the academy made an exception and accepted Alonso from the Treeman tribe? How come he didn't know?

Toland turned around and took out an envelope from his ring and handed it to Iloven. "Please take this to your director. I wanted to give it to him personally, but... forget it."

Everyone in Damocles looked at the very familiar flowers and fell into a subtle silence.

The five petals are as transparent as crystal, and the center is like a flaming pistil...

This is the bone flower that bloomed all over the college not long ago.

Feng Liting was a little surprised: "Flower of bones? Dean Ye Shuyao?"

Toland nodded. "I have had some contact with Ye Shuyao in the past. We had a good relationship. She is a human who will repay kindness with vengeance. We, the Tree People, once provided her with a little help. In return, she gave me a letter of recommendation with no time or affiliation restrictions."

Ilowen was speechless. In other words, anyone can take it and enroll at any time? It's too hasty to just sell your recommendation letter as a favor, right? !

Anyway, she doesn't have to guide the students, right? Is this a blank check?

etc--!

Ye Shuyao was the former dean, the ninth on the school motto tablet, and served between one thousand and seven hundred years ago. She was very important. Wouldn't the great dean Ren be so foolish as to name Alonso after her? !

He was a student of Ren Pingsheng during his tenure as professor. He was the youngest professor in the entire academy, so he endured it. Anyway, they were all under his control.

What if a student is older than him? No, absolutely not!

Alonso stood aside obediently and silently, looking at Iloven's changing expression with a puzzled look.

Iloven took the recommendation letter with a complicated expression and glanced at Alonso: "I will come back to pick up Alonso for school after I finish dealing with the alchemical materials fair."

Dean Ye Shuyao, thank you so much for your cross-time and space enrollment, he thought to himself.

"Thank you very much, Professor Ilovin."

Toland coughed and smiled, "Everyone, please accept my thank you gift."

Kainte hesitated to speak, and finally closed his eyes and lowered his head respectfully.

Lorcan put his arm around Alonso and bowed his head respectfully as well.

The other tribesmen lowered their heads with sad expressions. Some of the young ones had clear eyes. Although they didn't know about death, they were still infected by the sadness and tears appeared in their eyes.

Toland walked to the open space where the sun shone, and looked at the sun with a gentle and peaceful expression.

In a moment he was completely transformed into his original state with luxuriant branches and leaves, lush and flourishing, full of vitality. However, in the next second he was quickly transformed into a lifeless rotten tree at an astonishing speed.

It's like the last glimmer of humanity.

Just as the prosperity and decline were alternating, several brown tree-man ambers floated out and fell into their hands as if they had consciousness.

There were seventeen in total, ten of which fell into the hands of the Tree People, and they each got one of the remaining seven.

Xi Sui'an looked at the tree man Amber in his palm with a slightly moved expression. The tide hidden in the countless hairs on his shoulders was very surprised: "I actually gave you nearly half of the memory inheritance. How generous!"

Is this the inheritance method of the Tree People?

Yi Luowen and Feng Liting also knew this. They were silent for a long time and bent down to thank the dead tree.

Xi Sui'an and the others followed suit and did the same thing.

"The farewell begins."

Elder Kainte looked at the dead trees, closed his eyes heavily, and said hoarsely.

The young tree people came forward at the same time, took out their carefully selected tree man amber and hung it on the branches.

Next came the growing tree people, and then the aging tree people. They held the amber in their hands and hung it up one by one with solemn expressions.

Finally, it was the elders and the new patriarch, Kainte, who silently gave their last blessing.

After a moment, in the huge cave constructed of amber, chanting sounds rose from low to high.

"We come from ancient history,

“Use memory to carry the coming and going of life.

"We have engraved our sorrow along the way,

“It also treasures countless joys.

"We are never afraid of the ravages of time,

“We are not afraid of the cycle of prosperity and decline.

"Memory will build endless dreams for you.

"Joy and peace will accompany you forever."

On the rotten wood that was the incarnation of Chief Toland, the dark and light colored amber of the tree man looked very spiritual in the sunlight. They suddenly moved without wind, tinkling and colliding with each other, making sounds as light as wind chimes, as if they were the accompaniment of chanting.

Xi Sui'an watched the scene in front of him silently and seriously.

This is a funeral ceremony belonging to the Tree People.