Chapter 265 Ice Jade Sycamore
"Unknown creature, female, 11cm tall, weighing 1-2kg, with light bones, light body, wings, capable of flying, keen nervous system, fast reaction speed, extremely high intelligence, energy flowing inside the body, and extraordinary strength."
A simple model belonging to Flora has emerged in Gothe's mind.
Even though Flora did not display any special abilities, Mandela's Magic Eye's [Insight] ability still discovered some subtle energy flows on Flora's body, thus inferring that Flora had extraordinary power.
Although it is very rough, the potential of this ability has been fully realized.
The next moment, the golden symbol in Gothe's left eye disappeared.
He has lifted Mandela's evil eye.
【Insight】The ability is easy to use, but it consumes a lot of money.
Just for a moment, half a drop of his liquid mana had been consumed.
However, Gaode can also accept this kind of consumption.
After all, this is the second-level Magic Eye of Mandela, and he is only a first-level mage, so he has already surpassed the level.
"Mage, your eyes are right again."
Here, Flora was reluctant, flying in front of Gothe, staring back and forth at his normal left eye, as if she had to give her an explanation.
"Lord Flora's lingua franca is getting better and better." God praised.
At the beginning, they could only communicate through spiritual communication.
But as time passed, Flora was able to speak Common Language fluently without even realizing it.
Even when he was learning Ace language, Flora who was listening in also mastered the language.
"Ms. Flora's language talent is really high~" He praised half-coaxingly and half-sincerely.
"Of course!" Flora looked up at Gothe and instantly forgot the topic.
The sun is shining in the sky.
The core location of Phoenix.
Here, the rich magic power almost condenses into substance.
When Gothe entered Phoenix, he was slightly surprised by Phoenix's rich magic power.
Because in any corner of this city, the concentration of magic power can reach "10" which is only available in the basic training room of Sires Academy.
At that time, he concluded that the core of Phoenix must be a high-level spiritual land, but he could not determine the specific level.
The fact is that Phoenix's spiritual land is an astonishing fifth-level spiritual land.
And in this spiritual land, in addition to the rich magic power, it is also filled with powerful ice element energy everywhere.
But this is nothing. What is really shocking is that in the center of the spiritual land, a sacred tree that seems to be made of ice crystals is swaying in the wind.
The tree is not too big, only about three meters high. It is completely transparent and exudes a faint blue light.
its trunk is straight and smooth, as if carved from the purest ice crystals. Every inch is crystal clear, and you can even see the veins in the tree body.
There are some fine cracks on the clear ice crystal trunk, and a faint blue light shines through these cracks, as if the source of life of the tree is flowing.
The branches are even more slender and elegant. Each branch is like a work of art carefully carved by an artist, with an indescribable beauty.
Leaves are also in the shape of ice crystals. Each leaf shines dazzlingly in the sun. From a distance, it does not look like a leaf, but more like countless diamonds inlaid on the branches.
These ice crystal blades sway gently in the breeze, making a crisp sound, like the sound of nature.
The leaves seem to be breathing, constantly emitting a faint cold air.
But this kind of cold air does not make people feel uncomfortable, but gives people a sense of refreshment.
Its roots are deeply rooted into the ground, as if they are integrated with the earth.
The whole tree exudes a sacred and solemn atmosphere.
"War Mother, there are two more cracks on the ice jade sycamore tree today." Under the tree, a middle-aged man wearing a robe made of animal skin nervously reported to the young woman beside him.
The young woman has long flowing silver hair, her eyes are blue and deep, and her body exudes a cold air that seems to come from the same source as the ice jade sycamore tree.
Behind her, there is a long bow that is as tall as a man, as if it is made of ice crystals. It shines like an ice jade sycamore in the sun, exuding an awe-inspiring and powerful aura.
Seeing this ice bow, the identity of the young woman was immediately revealed.
The controller of [Blizzard], Sunaifa.
"This situation has never appeared in previous records." Sunaifa frowned slightly.
"The Ice Jade Sycamore is the patron saint tree of Phoenix. Any abnormality in it may bring unexpected changes to Phoenix." A trace of worry flashed in her eyes.
The middle-aged man nodded, his expression even more nervous, "War Mother, I have checked carefully. The environment in the spiritual land has not changed at all. There are no traces of external attacks on the ice jade sycamore, and there are no other creatures. These cracks seem to It seemed that the ice jade sycamore tree was produced by itself. "
Sunaifa's eyes stayed on the ice jade sycamore tree for a while, and then he stretched out his fair-skinned palm and gently stroked the two new cracks on the ice jade sycamore tree.
She closed her eyes slightly, as if she was feeling something.
After a moment, Sunaifa opened his eyes, his blue eyes shining slightly.
"The ice elemental power on the ice jade sycamore tree is weakening"
"This" the middle-aged man's heart tightened. Although the appearance of cracks is not a good sign in itself, the weakening of the ice element's power really shows that some bad changes are taking place in the Ice Jade Wutong.
Sunaifa took a deep breath, feeling worried in his heart as well.
The changes in Bingyu Wutong are by no means trivial.
"Convene all the elders in the clan and hold an emergency meeting to brainstorm and see if we can find out the reasons and methods. If the situation of Bingyu Wutong is allowed to worsen like this, the consequences will be disastrous." She said.
"Yes, War Mother, I will make arrangements right away." The middle-aged man nodded immediately.
The emergency meeting will be held in the Elder’s Hall.
The Elder's Hall is a huge circular gray stone building as a whole, covering an area of thousands of square meters. The outer walls of the building are made of neat stones.
There are hunters in armor acting as patrol soldiers outside the Elder Hall, patrolling the surroundings vigilantly, looking solemn and solemn.
As the notice of the emergency meeting spread, all the elders of the Zhenbing tribe immediately put down what they were doing and rushed to the elders' hall.
This includes Elder Grant who is busy with interrogation and "revenge".
"Grant, I heard that you arrested a few people in the city last night. You are a golden wheat farmer, but you still worry about this kind of thing. You are really dedicated and dedicated. Just don't overstep your responsibilities. After all, some things are not your responsibility. It is always bad if you insist on participating."
Elder Grant, who had just arrived outside the Elders' Hall, met an old man wearing a silver robe embroidered with a wolf totem.
It is Donald, the great elder of the Zhenbing tribe.
· Donald is extremely tall, and despite his age, he still maintains a strong physique.
His hair and beard are both gray and combed very neatly.
A pair of sharp eyes as sharp as a falcon are sunken deep into the eye sockets, as if they can see into people's hearts. There is an unquestionable majesty and coldness in their eyes.
His forehead is broad, his eyebrows are carved with deep wrinkles, and the corners of his mouth are slightly drooped, revealing an aura of calmness and self-power.
Grant's face froze, looking at the other person's face that didn't seem to have much expression, he cursed fiercely in his heart.
Consider your grandma lucky.
When he came, he already knew the reason for the emergency meeting - something was wrong with "Bingyu Wutong".
For the Zhenbing tribe, the matter of Bingyu Wutong is the absolute top priority.
In front of Bingyu Wutong, other matters were considered trivial and could only be temporarily put aside, which naturally included the interrogation.
As the saying goes, the night is long and the matter is full of dreams. Once the matter of the Ice Jade Sycamore is not resolved in time, after a period of time, with Donald's methods, he will definitely find a way to suppress the ice thread insect's frame-up.
When he thought of this, Grant felt extremely bad.
However, on the surface, Grant still maintained a calm posture and replied calmly: "Elder, this is what War Mother asked me to do. It cannot be said that I have overstepped my responsibilities. What's more, those few people are suspected of poisoning the Jinhui Mai of my clan. Jinhui Mai is something I am responsible for, so naturally this matter is closely related to me."
Donald, as if the matter had nothing to do with him, nodded slightly and agreed: "So that's the case, that's true."
As he spoke, the two of them had already entered the gate of the Elder's Hall together, and turned to the meeting room.
In the spacious room, there is a very long stone table.
There are dozens of chairs on both sides of the long table.
At this time, the dozens of chairs were almost full of people, and these were all elders of the Zhenbing Tribe.
Most of them were whispering to the people next to them, saying something in a low voice.
At the front of the long table, there are two main seats.
That is the position of the War Mother and the Great Elder.
As Donald walked in, many elders in the room stood up and called out to the great elder.
Donald responded with a smile and made a false gesture, indicating that everyone should sit down. You are welcome. Then he walked to the left side of the two main seats and sat down.
In the culture of the Zhenbing tribe, the right is respected.
Those elders who stood up to greet Donald were all reformists, from the side of the great elders, accounting for four-fifths of everyone.
The remaining elders who did not get up are the conservative party.
In fact, a few years ago, the disparity in numbers between the conservative parties and the reformists was even greater.
Just after Sunaifa returned with [Blizzard], many people who had faith in their ancestors switched to the conservative party.
Grant also found his seat and sat down.
The chair he is sitting on is located in the middle of the long table.
This position is also a symbol of their status in the clan - Elder Grant is not the least powerful among all the elders, but he is only in the middle and lower reaches.
After all, although Jinhui Mai is important, it can only be regarded as a "skilled job" and a hard job.
As Donald sat down, the conversations in the discussion room gradually stopped.
Everyone has basically arrived, and only Sunaifa, who is the war mother, is sent.
Without waiting too long, a young woman wearing a blue uniform decorated with silver patterns walked in.
As soon as she came in, she took off the cloak covering her head, revealing her soft silver-white hair.
Sunaifa is very young, with delicate and three-dimensional facial features. She looks more like a noble lady than a war mother, but her deep ice crystal eyes still give her a powerful aura that is different from that of a noble lady.
She walked straight to the empty main seat and sat down, without any preamble, straight to the point:
"The reason for calling everyone here has been told to you in advance."
“The ice jade sycamore tree began to have inexplicable cracks half a month ago. At first, one crack would only appear in a day or two, but now, two or three cracks will appear in a day.”
"I just went to see the Ice Jade Sycamore today. Not only are there more and more cracks, but the power of the ice element in its body has also begun to weaken."
Sunaifa's voice was low and powerful, with an invisible sense of oppression, making everyone present involuntarily straighten their bodies.
"The Ice Jade Sycamore is both the patron saint tree of our tribe and the core of Phoenix. If something goes wrong with it, it will have a great impact on our tribe."
"We must go all out to find the root of the problem."
The atmosphere in the discussion room slowly became solemn.
Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to speak first.
"Could it be a problem with the spiritual land?" Finally, Donald spoke and broke the silence.
"I have checked, and there is nothing wrong with the spiritual land. Whether it is the concentration of magic power or the power of the ice element, there is no difference from before." Sunai said.
"Is it possible that it is some kind of disease or insect infestation?" Here, Grant, who had just experienced an ice worm infestation, was very alert and raised another possibility.
"Insect pests should be unlikely. Judging from the situation of the ice jade sycamore, no insects can survive in that kind of extreme cold." Before Sunaifa could reply, another elder sitting opposite Grant had already denied this conjecture.
Grant thought for a while, but did not insist anymore, because the temperature of the ice jade sycamore body was a hundred degrees below zero or even lower.
Few creatures can bear this extreme cold, and even few people in the entire Zhenbing tribe dare to touch the ice jade sycamore tree directly.
"As for the disease, it is somewhat possible, but the Ice Jade Wutong is the only sacred tree in the world. Even if a high-level magic planter from outside the country comes, it will be difficult to find out the problem of the Ice Jade Wutong? Let alone us roughnecks," the elder said again.
The people of the North are nomadic people. Although their Zhenbing Tribe no longer needs to live a nomadic life due to the excellent geographical location of Phoenix, they still have very little experience in planting - the volcanic land is their only planting area.
"I have also considered the possibilities you mentioned. After inspection, they should not be related. The cause of these cracks is not caused by external factors, but more like the ice jade sycamore itself." Sunaifa's voice was cold.
Everyone present heard this and fell into deep thought.
Faced with this situation, Sunaifa was not surprised.
If Bingyu Wutong's problem could be solved so easily, she wouldn't need to hold this emergency meeting.
"Elder Grant has been responsible for planting golden wheat for so many years and has rich experience. He should be the person who knows the most about planting among us, and he is also the number one planting expert in our clan. Why don't we let Elder Grant give it a try and see if he can find out the problem?" In the dead silence, Donald suddenly spoke.
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes turned to Grant, who was also meditating.
When Grant saw this, his face suddenly tightened—could he not know how much he weighed?
Yes, he is a little better than others, but that is only a difference between fifty steps and a hundred steps. The word expert cannot be called an expert at all.
And Donald's words, seemingly casual, actually put him on the fire rack.
“What does Elder Grant think?” Donald added to the fire.
Grant didn't know how to answer for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Sunaifa.
He naturally wanted to refuse.
But in this case, if he refuses, he will not only lose his own face, but also Sunaifa's face.
After all, he is from Sunaifa's side.
But if you agree, what's the point except wasting time? Maybe things will be delayed because of the wasted time.
For a time, Grant only felt that he was in a dilemma. At the same time, he secretly hated Donald for being cunning and ignorant of the overall situation.
Bingyu Wutong is related to the entire Zhenbing tribe. Under such circumstances, it is really shameless for this old guy to still think of using the topic!
Just when Grant was scolding Donald in his heart, suddenly a figure flashed through his mind in the flash of lightning, which shocked him.
Although I am not an expert, I do know a real expert!
(End of this chapter)