Black bamboo forest, among bamboo houses.
The black bamboo essence has integrated itself into the black bamboo poisonous catkins, and can indeed turn itself into substance. But now it suddenly discovered one thing, that is, it has many limitations when it is transformed into reality.
Because it had no specific form before, it can be integrated with the black bamboo forest. It is the black bamboo forest, and the black bamboo forest is it. But ever since it got the black bamboo poisonous catkins that could transform it, allowing it to be separated and supported, it actually began to look at its original self with the eyes of a bystander, feeling indescribably weird in its heart.
In particular, the black bamboo poisonous wadding is very unstable when gathered together. Once the breeze blows outside or the rain falls, its body will be scattered, which is very dangerous.
But the black bamboo essence is born from heaven and earth after all, and its soul is extremely clear and lively. After experiencing the novelty for the first time, I naturally didn’t want to give up, so I didn’t try to integrate with the rules of heaven and earth again, and maintained this state...
It has been a long time since the benefactor who built the bamboo house for him left. The black bamboo spirit is also very worried. Unfortunately, the night wind outside the house is blowing. In this state, it cannot step out of the bamboo house, and can only be anxious in its heart. Pray that nothing will happen to your benefactor.
I don't know how much time passed, but Black Bamboo Spirit only heard a bang at the door, and saw his benefactor falling in with injuries all over his body...
The next day, when the sky had just turned white, a pinging sound was heard around the bamboo house. It was the wolf who was busy and happy. Now he has regained his youthful appearance again and is full of energy. Where is the dying appearance of yesterday?
"Benefactor, your injury is just right... why are you up so early?" Black Bamboo Spirit asked very curiously when he heard the wolf clattering outside the house.
Lang Yun laughed: "It's just a small repair of the bamboo house, it's okay..."
"By the way! Yesterday, before we had time to ask, what happened to you later... and why were you so seriously injured?"
Hearing this, Lang Yun stopped what he was doing and said with a faint smile: "Yesterday, the injury on my leg was not completely healed. I was caught by them before I could escape far... Naturally, I received a good lesson..."
Black Bamboo Duxu's voice was obviously filled with anger when he heard this: "You are obviously the same kind, why do you want to hurt each other... If I meet them again next time, I will definitely make them suffer!"
Lang Yun was silent for a moment, his eyes flickered and said: "Don't worry... they have taught me a lesson, and they will never... come to trouble me again!"
"Really?" Black Bamboo Spirit was dubious, and then sighed: "It would be great if they were all as kind as you..."
"I hope..." Lang Yun chuckled, "It's almost done here! I'll go to the stream to wash up, and I'll be back later."
The Black Bamboo Essence responded, and then hid back in the darkness.
Seeing that there was no movement from the black bamboo spirit, Lang Yun closed the door and walked towards the stream.
But before he took a few steps, he suddenly changed direction and accelerated towards the place where he returned yesterday.
"I didn't expect that when I gained the Black Bamboo Essence cultivation, I also gained the ability to control the Black Bamboo Poison Catkins... I don't know what happened to my puppet now?" Lang Yun walked along the path without missing a beat. After a while, we came to a sheltered place by bamboo leaves.
As soon as the bamboo leaves on the ground were lifted, a monster with black fur was seen crawling underneath. The monster felt the light suddenly brighten above its head, and jumped up and jumped towards the wolf.
But just as the monster jumped halfway, it was pulled back by the rope under its feet and could no longer move forward.
The black shadow in front of me looks like a monster, but it is actually the senior brother from Taiyi Pavilion yesterday.
Last night, Lang Yun originally wanted to absorb all his blood, but later he discovered that although the man had no signs of life, he was still under his control. With a thought, he left a trace of blood in this man's body to nourish the black bamboo poison. Xu, unexpectedly, he turned him into his own puppet!
The only thing that made him regretful at this time was that his control of the puppet was somewhat less than that of the black bamboo poisonous catkins.
When he came today, Lang Yun was still worried that this trace of blood would be consumed by the poisonous black bamboo catkins, but the situation in front of him shocked him.
Although the poisonous black bamboo wadding disperses when exposed to wind and dissolves when exposed to water, once it attaches to the body, it is like taking root and will never be easily disintegrated!
The puppet in front of me was very lively, whining non-stop, and making a swishing sound at the black bamboo tied to it, which was really annoying.
Lang Yun came here today to check the condition of the puppet. Since he saw that it was in good condition, he thought of taking this opportunity to practice and try to fully control it.
"Quiet!" Although there was no one here, Lang Yun was still worried that the puppet's strange scream would attract uninvited guests, so he shouted hurriedly in a deep voice.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the black-haired monster that had been tormenting Zheng Huan just now immediately became docile and sat on the ground obediently.
"This...controlling the puppet...can be so simple?" Lang Yun tried a few more passwords. What he didn't expect was that as long as he moved his mind, the puppet would act according to his wishes, which was a bit unexpected.
But it's not difficult to understand if you think about it carefully. Lang Yun was seriously injured yesterday, so he naturally lost the strength to control the black bamboo poisonous catkins. Now that he has been gifted with cultivation by the Black Bamboo Essence again, his strength has greatly increased, and his control over the Black Bamboo Poison Catkins has naturally become much easier.
Lang Yun was worried that his absence for too long would make the Black Bamboo Spirit suspicious, so he covered up the puppet again, turned around and went to the stream to wash up.
Since he felt the rapid improvement in strength, the idea of occupying the black bamboo essence has become stronger and stronger.
He thought to himself: If he could obtain all the cultivation abilities of Black Bamboo Essence, he might be able to fight Zhu Kun again, so why would he need to be driven by his orders again? But the tricky thing now is that the strength of this Black Bamboo Essence is unpredictable. It is naturally too unrealistic to take it by force. If you can know what his weaknesses are, everything may be much simpler... But this matter can't be taken too far. impatient.
Thinking that the Black Bamboo Essence has a clear mind, Lang Yun couldn't help but think. If he could "accidentally" get injured again, the Black Bamboo Essence would definitely not sit idly by. By then, wouldn't the cultivation he received be endless? , the strength will also rise with the tide!
Thinking of this, Lang Yun's eyes happened to fall on the woodcutter by the stream. He gritted his teeth and slashed his chest...
From now on, Lang Yun would suffer some trauma every time he traveled, and the Black Bamboo Essence was indeed as he expected, taking the trouble to heal his wounds...
In front of the main hall of Taiyi Pavilion, several disciples were gathering here, whispering and talking about something.
"How's it going? Still no news?"
"Yes! It's been more than a month. I've searched everywhere I can..."
"Didn't someone go see the Black Bamboo Forest a few days ago? Do they have any news?"
"Shh! Keep your voice down!" The man turned his head and glanced into the distance before saying in a deep voice: "Those disciples have also disappeared..."
"Ah? What...what should I do?"
While several disciples were struggling, a shout suddenly came from the distance: "Hey! What are you talking about there? Can you let me come and give you some advice?"
Several disciples turned to look, hurriedly covered up the anxiety on their faces, and said with a forced smile: "Little Elder Qingjing, we didn't say anything..."
"Hey! It must be brother who didn't let you tell me... Ouch!" The one who spoke over there was Qingjing. He was muttering as he walked out the door, but he had just exposed half of his body when he saw a golden light flashing at the door. , and bounced him back with a bang.
"Do your homework honestly!" Golden light flashed, and Qingxu appeared in front of everyone with a solemn expression. I saw him staring into the distance, and saw Qingjing shrinking his neck and closing the door, not daring to make any sound anymore.
"Senior Brother, you are finally back!" When several Taiyi Pavilion disciples saw the visitor, they also looked happy and hurriedly said hello.
Qingxu nodded and brought a group of disciples into the main hall. Then he placed a few sound-proofing spells around him uneasily, and then continued to ask: "Qingjing didn't cause any trouble, did he?"
"Return to Senior Brother, there is no..."
Qingxu nodded with relief, and then continued to ask: "I received your message just after I arrived in Yangdu, and I rushed back in a hurry! Tell me... why are you looking for me?"
"The thing is like this..." The junior brother paused and continued: "Senior brother, do you still remember... the food thief you asked us to catch before you left?"
"Well, of course I remember! It would be great if we catch him and let him go. You don't need to report this matter to me..." Qingxu picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and wrote lightly.
"Senior brother, if that's the case..." The junior brother smiled bitterly and continued: "It's just that the rice thief hid in the black bamboo forest..."
"Huh?" Qingxu moved the teacup away from his mouth after hearing this, "What happens next? Could it be that something happened to this person?"
"That's it... Senior Brother Laixian had led Ben Ming and Ben Heng in pursuit before, but after so long, they never came out of the black bamboo forest. Ever since they entered the black bamboo forest, they never came out again. Come out... Some people said they heard something in the black bamboo forest a few days ago and wanted to go in and have a look, but... they didn't respond at all..." Seeing Qingxu's face becoming gloomier, the disciple's voice began to weaken. Go down.
"What!" Qingxu smashed the teacup on the table with a bang, breaking into several pieces in an instant, "The elder warned us! Never enter the black bamboo forest, why didn't you listen?"
"But..." The disciple hesitated and was speechless.
"I know about this! You... please retreat first!" Qingxu was no longer in the mood to speak out, and beckoned several disciples out of the hall.
"Could it be that...there are really ghosts in the black bamboo forest?" Qingxu frowned and started pacing in place, and it was late at night before he knew it.
The cold wind blew, but Qingxu's footsteps suddenly stopped, and he just heard him snort coldly.
"No matter what the monsters are, the life and death of my fellow disciples are unknown now. I am determined to break into this black bamboo forest!"
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