The mountain path twists and turns, and after walking for more than half an hour, a dense bamboo forest appears in front.
It's just that from the appearance, the bamboo branches and leaves are long and slender, and the color is like Zixia. Although they look very beautiful, they are just ordinary wild purple bamboos, and none of them look like purple purple bamboo.
The disciple of Qinglei Daomen stepped forward and turned upside down, but did not find half of Qiankun Purple Golden Bamboo.
"Master, I've searched all over and found nothing."
Seeing the disciples of Qinglei Daomen, all of them were full of doubts. The words of the master of the gate were always accurate. It is impossible that this time they would fail.
"Give up, let me see."
Huang Daxian ordered the disciples to retreat, and he saw his eyes. Suddenly, his eyes changed, and the eyeballs disappeared, leaving only fish-like eyes.
That was the Yin Yang eyes of Huang Daxian.
Under the influence of Yin Yang eyes, Huang Daxian's eyes swept an inch, and suddenly, his eyes fell on a few bamboo shoots.
After seeing the bamboo shoots, Huang Daxian's eyes burst into ecstasy.
"It's them."
"Master, isn't this ordinary purple bamboo shoots?"
A disciple of Qinglei Daomen was puzzled.
"Fool, it looks like bamboo shoots, in fact it is the purple bamboo of Qiankun. Don't you find that there is a lilac fog on these bamboo shoots." In Huang Daxian's eyes, these bamboo shoots are just like golden bun.
With the passage of time, those bamboo shoots made a beeping sound, and they were slowly growing. Originally, only the tip of the bamboo shoot had been protruded, and more and more soil had been drilled out of the soil.
As far as Ye Lingyue knows, the fastest growing bamboo is wild bamboo, but even bamboo grows in more than a month to grow, but these small bamboo shoots that look only the size of stalactites, In just a quarter of an hour, it has grown to a height of half a person.
In this bamboo forest, there are more than a dozen Qiankun Purple Golden Bamboo.
Its thickness is roughly equivalent to the thickness of a child's arm, which is transparent, just like the carving of a good jade carving master. The deep mulberry of the bamboo is also dotted with teardrop-shaped golden spots. It looks bright and beautiful at night. It ’s incredible, just like a dozen of ladies who are fat and thin in court, the appearance of the models makes the eyes and hearts of people confused.
"That night, all I saw were them!" Ye Lingyue and Bo Qing also looked at them and saw that bamboo shoots grew into purple bamboos of Qiankun, and Bo Qing suddenly realized.
It ’s really the purple and purple bamboo of the king of the earth, which only turns into a bamboo shape at certain times of the night, but turns into bamboo shoots under the ground during the day.
No wonder that after so many days, waves of warriors and alchemists entered Zizhuling, and they all took advantage of it and returned unlucky.
If it weren't Huang Daxian's yin and yang eyes, they could perceive the purple qi, just because they would return empty-handed.
"Sister Black, Qiankun Zijin Bamboo is nine withered and nine honoured. After they mature, they only have to break the soil nine times. Each time they break the soil, they will dig into the ground during the day. The whole process does not exceed two months. Zijin Bamboo will re-invisible at any time until it is unearthed again in the next hundred years. "Long Baobao said softly in Ye Lingyue's ear.
Ye Lingyue intends to use Qiankun Zijin bamboo to make Qiankun bags, so naturally he cannot sit and watch these Qiankun Zijin bamboo fly.
She was thinking about whether to rush out immediately to stop Huang Daxian and others from logging.
Bo Qing seemed to have guessed Ye Lingyue's concerns.
"Thirteen, you don't have to worry, Qiankun Zijin Bamboo is not a good feller, that group of people may not be able to succeed." Bo Qing said it's true, if Qiankun Zijin Bamboo is so good, he is a treasure boy, and he feeds mosquitoes that day Time, you will be able to succeed.
You don't have to be taken advantage of by the old pervert.
"Don't you?" Ye Lingyue wondered.
When speaking, the disciples of Qinglei Daomen had already pulled out the machete, preparing to cut off the purple bamboo of Qiankun.
These disciples of Qinglei Daomen, most of their strength is also up and down the Dan realm, the machetes in their hands are dancing, and a sharp sword is drawn.
When Daoman slashed towards those purple bamboos, they thought they would break.
Who knows, when the knife fell on the seemingly fragile purple gold bamboo, the bamboo would not move at all, even without a knife mark, let alone being cut off.
Huang Daxian was surprised.
"Don't use brute force, try mental strength."
After all, Qinglei Daomen is the most popular of warriors, and the martial arts of these people are only enough to keep fit.
Hearing what the door owner said, several alchemists with higher cultivation ranks forward.
Whizzing--
In the air, a few undulating spiritual forces quickly condensed, and the spiritual forces condensed together, just like a hurricane, and rolled towards that piece of purple bamboo forest.
I do n’t know how the spiritual power has just reached halfway. The original appearance of the luxuriant and luxuriant Qiankun Purple Golden Bamboo sprang up.
The purple leaves rustled, and the bamboo body was transformed like a bowed string.
I only heard a few clicks, and those spiritual powers were bounced back by Qiankun Zijinzhu.
Several of the disciples who were standing close to each other were too late to avoid it. They were hit by more mental energy. They suddenly broke their blood and flowed.
Witnessing such a situation, the face was darkened because of the discovery of Huang Daxian, who was also very happy with the discovery of the Purple Purple Bamboo of Qiankun.
Ye Lingyue realized that what Bo Qing said earlier meant that he had a similar experience that night.
Repeated attempts, failed again and again.
That Huang Daxian's face was already black, almost the same as a pot bottom cover.
If it goes on like this, at dawn, Huang Daxian can't cut these purple bamboos, and they have no chance to intervene.
Ye Lingyue thought of it, and the dragon bag didn't mention it earlier. The dragon family has the purple bamboo of Qiankun, and the dragon family is everyone who is a refiner. For the collection of this kind of natural material and treasure, it is naturally much better than the average person.
Bo Qing also noticed the expression of the dragon bag. The little guy was very unhappy to see Huang Daxian. At this moment, his eyes were glowing, and his face was gloating.
Whoever makes the old man look at the black sister with a nasty look, it is best to let him be beaten into a big pig's head by those golden purple bamboos.
"Don't you know, how to cut those bamboos?" Despite the reluctance, Bo Qing asked.
"Beautiful elder brother, I am only seven years old this year." Long Baobao did not answer immediately, glanced at the eyes.
The implication is that seven-year-olds know everything. You do n’t understand, you ca n’t be ashamed.
"..."
Thin forehead, blue tendons burst.
"Xiao Long Bao, if you know it, tell us that it's ok, please be your sister." Ye Lingyue was angry and funny.
This big and small, really do not forget to fight.
Long Baobao looked at Ye Lingyue, he pouted,
"I told Black Sister alone that you are not allowed to eavesdrop."