The mountain path was winding, and after walking for more than half an hour, a dense bamboo forest appeared in front of it.
Just looking at it from the outside, those bamboos have slender branches and leaves, and their color is like purple clouds. Although they look very beautiful, they are just ordinary wild purple bamboos, and none of them look like the Qiankun Zijin bamboo.
The disciples of Qinglei Daomen went forward and rummaged around for a while, but they didn't find half of the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo.
"Master, I searched all over, but found nothing."
Seeing this, the disciples of Qinglei Daomen were all full of doubts. The words of the sect master are always very accurate, so it is possible that this time it will fail.
"Get out of the way, let me see."
Huang Daxian ordered his disciples to step back, only to see his eyes suddenly changed, the eyeballs disappeared, and only fishy eyes remained.
That is Huang Daxian's yin and yang eyes.
Under the effect of yin and yang eyes, Huang Daxian's eyes swept inch by inch, and suddenly, his eyes fell on a few bamboo shoots.
After seeing those few bamboo shoots, Huang Daxian's eyes burst into ecstasy.
"That's them."
"Master, aren't these just ordinary purple bamboo shoots?"
A disciple of Qinglei Daomen was puzzled.
"Idiot, it looks like bamboo shoots, but they are actually Qiankun Purple Golden Bamboo. Don't you guys notice that there is a lavender haze on these bamboo shoots?" In Huang Daxian's eyes, these bamboo shoots are simply golden pastries.
As time went by, the bamboo shoots made a beeping sound and were growing slowly. The tips of the bamboo shoots that were only protruding out of the head were getting out of the soil more and more.
As far as Ye Lingyue knows, among the bamboos, the fastest growing is the wild moso bamboo, but even moso bamboo takes more than a month to grow completely, but these few small bamboo shoots that look only the size of stalactites, In less than a quarter of an hour, it has grown to the height of half a human.
In this bamboo forest, there are more or less ten Qiankun Zijin bamboos.
Its thickness is roughly equivalent to the thickness of a child's arm, and the whole body is transparent, as if carved by a good jade carving master. The deep mulberry bamboo body is also dotted with teardrop-shaped golden spots. Looking at it in the night, it is shining and beautiful. It was unbelievable, just like a dozen fat and thin court ladies, appearing gracefully, confusing people's eyes and hearts.
"That night, what I saw was them!" Ye Lingyue and Bo Qing were also watching from the sidelines. When they saw the bamboo shoots grow into Qiankun Zijin Bamboo, Bo Qing suddenly realized.
It's really the Qiankun Zijin bamboo of the pit master. It will only turn into a bamboo shape at a certain time at night, but it will turn into a bamboo shoot underground during the day.
No wonder for so many days, wave after wave of warriors and alchemists entered Zizhu Ridge, they all came while they were excited and returned when they were disappointed.
If it weren't for Huang Daxian's yin and yang eyes, which could detect the purple energy, I'm afraid they would have returned empty-handed.
"Sister Hei, the Qiankun Purple Gold Bamboo is nine times dead and nine times prosperous. After they are mature, there are only nine days when they break the ground. Every time after breaking the ground, they will burrow into the ground in the daytime. The whole process will not exceed two months at most. If you miss this time, Zijin Bamboo will become invisible again at any time, until it will be 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 refine Qiankun Bags, so naturally she can't just sit and watch these Qiankun Zijin Bamboo fly away.
She pondered in her heart whether she should rush out immediately to stop Huang Daxian and others from cutting down.
Boqing seems to have guessed Ye Lingyue's concerns.
"Thirteen, don't worry, the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo is not easy to cut down, and those people may not be able to get it." Thin Qing said the truth, if the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo was so easy to get, he, a treasure boy, would feed mosquitoes that day , you can get it.
There is no need to be taken advantage of by that old pervert at all.
"Could it be?" Ye Lingyue wondered.
While speaking, the disciples of Qinglei Daomen had already pulled out their machetes, ready to chop off the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo.
Most of these disciples of Qinglei Daomen are also in the alchemy realm, and the machetes in their hands danced, drawing out sharp blades.
When the sword light slashed at those Qiankun purple gold bamboos, I thought that the purple bamboos would be cut off in response.
Unexpectedly, when the knife light fell on the seemingly fragile Zijin bamboo, the bamboo did not move at all, not even a knife mark, let alone being cut off.
Huang Daxian was surprised.
"Don't use brute force, try mental power."
After all, most of the Qinglei Daomen are alchemists, and the cultivation base of these people's warriors is only enough to strengthen their bodies.
Hearing what the sect master said, several six-seven tripod alchemists with higher cultivation bases stepped forward one after another.
Whizzing-
In the air, several fluctuating mental powers quickly condensed, and the spiritual powers gathered together, like a hurricane, swept towards the piece of universe purple gold bamboo forest.
Unexpectedly, the spiritual power has just arrived halfway, and the Qiankun Zijin Bamboo, which was originally lush and leafy, suddenly moved.
The purple leaves rustled, and the bamboo body changed shape automatically like a bowstring being drawn.
Only a few puffs were heard, and those strands of mental power were bounced back by Qiankun Zijinzhu.
A few disciples who were standing closer, before they had time to dodge, were hit by their mental power, and their heads were broken immediately, and if it was more serious, they died on the spot.
Witnessing such a situation, Huang Daxian, who was still beaming when he discovered the Qiankun Purple Golden Bamboo earlier, his face darkened.
It was only then that Ye Lingyue understood the meaning of Bo Qing's earlier words, and she had a similar experience that night when she dared to love him.
Tried again and again, failed again and again.
That Huang Daxian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
If this continues, at dawn, Huang Daxian will not be able to cut down these Qiankun Zijin Bamboos, and they will have no chance to intervene.
Ye Lingyue thought about it, Long Baobao said earlier that the Long family has Qiankun Zijin Bamboo, and the Long family is a master of craftsmen, so they naturally know much more about the collection of this kind of natural materials and earth treasures than ordinary people.
Boqing also noticed Long Baobao's expression, the little guy was also very upset when he saw Huang Daxian, and now his eyes were shining, and he looked gloating.
Whoever made that old man stare at Sister Hei with disgusting eyes at every turn, it would be better for him to be beaten into a big pig's head by those Qiankun purple gold bamboos.
"Little ghost, do you know how to cut those bamboos?" Although he was very reluctant, Bo Qing asked.
"Beautiful big brother, I'm only seven years old this year." Long Baobao didn't answer immediately, but cast a glance at Qinqing.
The implication is that if you don't understand things that seven-year-old children understand, don't you feel ashamed.
"..."
Fickle forehead, blue veins bursting.
"Xiaolongbao, if you know, just tell us, and I will treat you as a sister." Ye Lingyue was angry and funny.
This big and small, really never forget to bicker.
Long Baobao looked at Ye Lingyue, he pouted,
"I'll tell Sister Hei alone, you are not allowed to eavesdrop."