3683: C3683 Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree

C3683 Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree

Yang Bo thought for a while and asked, "Can you dig out a few stalks of purple bamboo for me?"

Guan Zhen did not notice the strangeness of Yang Bo. He smiled and said, "Since you are staying at the Spirit Mountain, why should you care about the Purple Bamboo? From now on, you will have your share of the Purple Bamboo Forest!"

"As long as you need the purple bamboo, you can directly apply for it. When the time comes, someone will help you refine the flying sword and make the symbol paper for you!"

Wu Tie nodded. "That is to say, even if I stayed in the Spirit Mountain, I still wouldn't be able to dig Violet Bamboo?"

"If that is the case, why should I stay in the Spirit Mountain?"

Kuan Zhen continued to explain, "Because of your deep buddhist luck, if you had talent, in the future when you practice buddhist magic, you would be able to achieve twice the results with half the work and improve very quickly!"

"Fellow Taoist Yang, you are only at the Heavenly Net Stage now. Normally, if you want to break through to the Heavenly Fate Realm, it would take at least a hundred years, or even longer. However, if you join the Spirit Mountain and practice Buddhism, it is very likely that you will be able to break through to the Heavenly Fate Realm in less than a hundred years!"

"Think about it. With this level of cultivation, where else can you compare?"

Yang Bo shook his head. "Forget it, I want to have my hair cut and not shave!"

"Hair is just a form, hair is just fur. In order to improve your cultivation, so what if you have a haircut?"

The old man from the past, Heezhuo, was staring at Yang Bo. Hearing Yang Bo's words, they all felt relieved. They almost thought that Yang Bo had no way of waking up. What if he agreed to stay?

Monk Guan Zhen did not see through Yang Bo's intention, or rather, he saw through Yang Bo's intention. However, he saw Yang Bo's talent and urgently wanted Yang Bo to stay at the Spirit Mountain!

Yang Bo firmly refused. "Since you can't get the purple bamboo, then forget it!"

Monk Kuan Zhen stared at Yang Bo, his face full of regret. "Fellow Taoist Yang, with your talent, it's a pity to practice the Tao technique!"

The old man from the past smiled and said, "It's not a pity at all. His talent is not only displayed in Buddhist cultivation techniques!"

Yang Bo glanced at Zhuo Feifan before turning to look at the old man, "Senior, we can leave now!"

Yang Bo originally wanted to ask Zhuo Feifan for help in forcefully digging a few stalks of purple bamboo for him, but after some thought, he did not say anything. After all, even if Zhuo Feifan did make a move, if he attracted too many Spirit Mountain cultivators, they would not be successful!

The most important thing was that the reborn old man did not want to do this, and he did not want to be infected by the cause and effect. If he really did dig out the purple bamboo and board the ship, the reborn old man would definitely mind this matter.

Since this was the case, Yang Bo decided to give up. After all, this was not the only way to obtain the purple bamboo!

The Rebirth old man smiled and looked towards Zhuo Feifan.

Zhuo Bufan understood and said to Monk Guan Zhen: "We are leaving!"

Monk Guan Zhen stared at Yang Bo and asked, "Fellow Taoist Yang, are you really not willing to stay?"

Yang Bo nodded firmly, "I don't want to!"

The Buddhist monk had no choice but to leave.

The ship moved for a moment on the sea, then began to speed up again.

The old man looked at Yang Bo, "You really want to give up?"

Yang Bo said helplessly, "Things have already come to this point. What can we do if we don't give up?"

"However, I still want to give it a try. Senior, can you not park the ship too far away?"

The old man didn't mind and nodded in agreement.

They weren't too far away from the spirit mountain. The ship stopped on a nearby river, and there were few signs of human life here.

Yang Bo then invited Huang Yulun out. He took out a Universal Bag and asked Huang Yulun to ask him to buy some Purple Bamboo Seedlings near the Spirit Mountain and gave him three days time.2

Huang Yuren was shocked. He looked at the Universal Bag in his hand and wanted to reject it, but Yang Bo's eyes were firm, making it impossible for him to reject it.

After a while, Huang Yuren helplessly agreed. He looked pitifully at Yang Bo, "Fellow Taoist Yang, there are Buddhist cultivators near the Spirit Mountain. If I get into danger, you must save me!"

Yang Bo nodded. "Rest assured, I will definitely save you!"

After sending Huang Yuren off, Yang Bo returned to the Rebirth Boat and sat down to drink tea with the Rebirth Old Man.

The old man looked at Yang Bo and asked curiously, "You don't need to worry, letting him go alone?"

Yang Bo nodded. "Don't worry!"

The old man glared at him, "You don't have to worry. After all, Huang Yulun's death has nothing to do with you. However, I can't be at ease. If he were to die, I will need to find another person!"

"Is there no other way?"

Yang Bo laughed, "Even if Huang Yulun died, didn't you also complete a mission?"

"Don't worry, they won't dare to act rashly!"

The old man stared at Yang Bo helplessly.

The two of them sat on the boat drinking tea and waiting for the sky to completely darken. When Old Man Sheng returned to his cabin to rest, Yang Bo sat on the boat and meditated for a long time.

On the full moon, Yang Bo looked over from the boat and saw Zhuo Feifan looking at him. He smiled lightly and put his index finger to his mouth, indicating that Zhuo Feifan should not mind.

To Zhuo Feifan's surprise, Yang Bo jumped off the boat and landed on the river. With a few leaps, Yang Bo disappeared into the night.

The old man seemed to have sensed something. He raised his head to look outside and frowned, not saying anything.

Zhuo Feifan was full of curiosity, he really wanted to see what Yang Bo had in mind. However, after taking two steps forward, he sat back down and decided not to follow him!

In the dark of the night, a Buddhist cultivator from Spirit Mountain was squatting nearby, always paying attention to the situation here. Seeing Yang Bo jump off the boat, a Buddhist cultivator followed.

Moments later, the shadow that jumped down from the ship landed on the ground. He actually picked up some dried wood and started lighting it up.

Soon after, the black shadow turned its back towards the Buddhist cultivator and took out a chicken that he had killed. He used a wooden stick to wear the chicken on his body and began to roast it over the fire.

The buddhist cultivator who was following Yang Bo was stunned. He hid far away and stared at the black figure from behind. He could smell a faint fragrance coming from the tip of his nose.

At this moment, Yang Bo was standing in the distance with his head fixed on the large vat. He looked behind him and, seeing that no cultivators were following him, he quickly flew towards the direction of the Purple Bamboo Forest.

The Violet Bamboo Forest was not far from here. It seemed that because the Rebirth Boat was parked too close, the defense of the forest was very tight tonight.

However, after Yang Bo passed through the sentry and entered the bamboo forest, the number of Buddhist cultivators decreased a long time.

In the center of the forest, there was even an incomparably large purple bamboo. This purple bamboo was over a hundred feet thick, and it was most likely the Purple Bamboo Forest's ancestral tree!

It was this purple bamboo that had produced such a large amount of purple bamboo!

Yang Bo really wanted to dig this purple bamboo away, but there was a spell formation on the outside of the bamboo, so he had no way to do so!

— — The content is from [Mick Read]

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