"Sir, they didn't mean that!" Wang Dian couldn't help but speak, while winking at Jiajun and the others.
"Rareless! How can you wait for the younger generation to interrupt?!" Before Shangwang could say anything, Shangdong Wang stopped him first.
"Dear War Kings, please calm down for a while," Jiajun stood up when he saw this. "The temper of the Ice Bat Elder is famous in my clan. I have spoken a little, I hope everyone will forgive me! The article about the introduction of race can be presented now."
"No reply?" The people of the elf clan were stunned when they heard this, and their eyes were cast at Wang Dian. The latter also looked confused and had no idea what Jiajun was talking about.
"You don't need to be careful, but I will write an article by the younger generation. You will know it after you look at it!"
When the king heard the words, he withdrew his eyes for the time being and waited for him to send him to write an article. But Jiajun did not take out anything, but after a moment, the ten war kings and all the elves around him changed their faces.
A slight light of light wings appeared silently behind Jiajun, and a powerful sense of increased amplitude enveloped the entire room. Jiajun's perception itself has reached the peak of spiritual refining, and it can be transformed into spiritual consciousness one step away. With the increase in light wings, the power is almost comparable to that of ice bats. The ice bats are now a mid-stage pseudo-saint powerhouse!
In the hall, all the elves seemed to have entered a beautiful dream. Under the influence of powerful spiritual perception, they saw an amazing world. There are countless huge cities here, each of which can be compared with the elves' king city, and some are even far better than here. Mortals and monks live in this world together, with streets and alleys staggered, and each one is noisy and prosperous. In addition, there is also a huge monk academy in each city, which specializes in cultivating a large number of physical refining students. Jiajun directly showed the corner of the Holy Spirit Continent and the scene of the Dongchen Empire in front of everyone. There is no doubt that this is more shocking than any written article!
When they said, in the mouth of Wang Dian, they already knew the special surname of the Yuan Realm. Because of the abundant Yuan power, there are countless races breeding here, but each tribe has a limited number of them. They are the kings of each tribe, and the elves are quite large among them. It is not like the Holy Spirit Continent or the Sea and Heaven Realm. The human race occupied the entire world, and even the spirit beasts were driven to the wilderness.
So when Jiajun showed the domineering and strength of the human race, the shock of the elves can be imagined, but when they came to their senses, the first problem was not this.
"Body Refining War King?" Shangbei King widened his eyes and stared at Jiajun with incredible eyes. "You are theBody Refining War King?" Shangbei King himself is also a pseudo-saint powerful man who cultivates holy power, so he naturally has a good understanding of perception. But the person in front of him who looks like a child is actually theBody Refining War King powerful man?!
"We human race do not divide the realm like this," Jiajun grinned, not explaining much. "I heard that the elves are good at practicing Yuanli, and we are just going to ask you all when we are visiting!"
"I dare not take it for advice, but since it is a misunderstanding, I hope you don't forgive me." The King's face changed slightly, and he immediately felt a certainty in his heart. "I'll get a banquet first to wash the dust for all the ambassadors..."
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Half a day later, Jiajun and his friends left the hall and went to an exquisite welcome room in the main hall to rest under a group of etiquette teams.
The elves' interest in human race was greatly stimulated by Jiajun's actions. After all, Jiajun introduced the general situation of the Dongchen Empire, but even such a small empire could surprise everyone in the elves. Not only did the morning banquet not finish, but they even talked until noon, and they barely ended after the luncheon together.
After some introduction, the previous unhappiness was naturally thrown behind. The elves were quite self-aware and would never dare to blame the words of the "Wild Small Tribe".
"How? This time I got a lot of gains!" In the exquisitely decorated room, Jiajun looked happy, "I agree to help them deal with the invasion of Yuan Beasts in exchange for various secrets and guidance for Yuanli's cultivation."
"Hehe, it's not certain who is happier! I didn't see Shangbei and Shangxi King, and my saliva was almost falling off!" Bingbat laughed, "They are both physically refining themselves. It's incredible that they can cultivate to such a state under such thin holy power! I guess they will come to visit us alone."
"By the way, when it comes to the Holy Power, what's going on with that house today should be a bit strange, right? I asked a little bit before I came out, but he didn't seem to know."
"That house should be lived in by a civilian, and he didn't know it was normal. You and I would still turn into an elf, just go and explore it!"
"Well, weren't Cottore and his grandfather also arranged to be in the city? I want to go and see them together."
Without stopping too much, Jiajun and Bingbat made a slight change and immediately left the room.
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In the Elf King City, in a small and unique loft near the northeast corner, Cottore cleaned the room, but the grandfather on the bed still couldn't get up. Perhaps because of Jiajun, Wang Dian specially arranged a good house for them, and Jiajun's perception quickly locked his position.
"Brother Jiajun?!" Kotore looked at the two people who were visiting with excitement, "You are here!"
"Hehe, Cotore, how is the royal city going?"
"Of course it's OK! If it weren't for you brothers, grandpa and I wouldn't know what to do!" When the little guy said this, tears suddenly appeared in his eyes, "The royal family asked me to help with the room now, and I still have income on a regular basis, so I will never have to take the risk of stealing food again!"
"Haha, as long as you have a good life, you don't have to thank you for anything!" Jiajun hugged this well-behaved child, "It's your first time in Wangcheng?"
"That's not. I've come here many times. When my grandfather is in good health, he often takes me here to do some small business."
"Oh?" Jiajun looked at each other with Bingbat, "Are you very familiar with the things in the royal city?"
"It's very familiar! I don't know how many laps I've run in the whole city!"
"There's something to ask about. You know that there is a house near Shangwang's hall..."
After a stick of incense, Jiajun and the others took Kotorre to the outside of the house. After talking for a long time, Kotorre couldn't know where they were talking, so they simply asked them to take them over and take a look.
"Are you talking about here?" Kotorre had a strange look on his face. Not only that, Jiajun and Bingfu also widened their eyes and looked at the incredible scene in front of him.
This three-story ordinary house is still the same as yesterday, far better than the holy power fluctuations in other places gathered above the roofs. What made them feel strange was that there was a long queue outside the house in an orderly manner, with dozens of elves standing outside the house in a regular manner, looking at the posture, waiting in line.