5063: C5063 The Role Played by the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree

C5063 The Role Played by the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree

The white snake seemed to feel its horn. It reached out with its tail, touched its head, and laughed.

The white snake immediately took form. It stood up, looked at Senior Sheep, and then looked at Yang Bo, "Has Yang Bo woken up yet?"

Senior Sheep shook its head, "Not yet."

During this period of time, Senior Sheep fed Yang Bo with pills that could restore the Spiritual Sense every day, but the injuries he had suffered this time were even more severe than the last time, and he had not woken up all this time.

The white snake took two steps forward, stared at Yang Bo, and said, "It's fine. Fellow Taoist Yang's body is fine. He will wake up soon."

"This time, I want to thank Fellow Taoist Yang. He allowed my cultivation to increase a step further!"

Senior Sheep asked: "Have you recovered from your Spiritual Sense's injuries?"

The White Snake shook its head, "I haven't fully recovered from my injuries. I still need a long time."

"However, I've already swallowed the energy left behind by the Azure Dragon's remnant soul. This has allowed me to recover more than half of my divine soul, and my strength has also increased by quite a bit!"

"The Azure Dragon probably didn't expect that this would be the result!"

Senior Sheep asked in surprise: "The strength of the Azure Dragon remnant soul is not weak. Why does it seem to have a limited power when it self-detonates?"

The white snake laughed, "If the Azure Dragon self-detonates, its power will be extremely strong!"

"But he didn't expect that Yang Bo's time law would actually be able to control his remnant soul!"

"When Fellow Taoist Yang cast the Temporal Temporary Temporary Law, I had already used a short period of time to refine a portion of the Azure Dragon remnant soul!"

"After Fellow Taoist Yang pushed my soul out of his sea of consciousness, when I returned to my original form, I was like a dragon that had entered the ocean, and my strength had reached its peak!"

"If my Spiritual Sense were to remain in Fellow Taoist Yang's sea of Spiritual Sense, it would only be able to unleash half of its strength. If the Azure Dragon remnant will self-detonate, it would cause severe injuries to my Spiritual Sense, and Fellow Taoist Yang's Spiritual Sense would completely fall!"

Senior Sheep nodded and did not say much.

The entire battle was basically completed in Yang Bo's sea of Spiritual Sense, but before the battle, Yang Bo had already connected with Senior Sheep.

Yang Bo let Senior Sheep know everything that was happening outside. In this way, when Yang Bo was in danger, Senior Sheep would be able to stand out and protect him at the first possible moment!

The Senior Sheep had indeed done the same!

The white snake looked at Senior Sheep and opened its mouth, "I need to go back and rest, and recover from my injuries!"

"If Fellow Taoist Yang wakes up, tell me!"

With that, the White Snake waved its hand, and a black bear ran over from the distance.

The white snake said to the black bear, "You stay here and wait for Fellow Taoist Sheep's arrangements!"

"If the Fellow Daoist Cheap Sheep asks you to go look for me, you can go over there directly!"

The black bear quickly knelt down, "Yes sir!"

Senior Sheep said, "Qianqing has come to see you before!"

The white snake nodded, "I know, I have a feeling when I feed the pills!"

The white snake left the place.

The Senior Sheep looked at Yang Bo and continued to wait.

Another half a month passed, Senior Sheep still insisted on giving Yang Bo pills every day. Yang Bo's spiritual energy circulated and refined the medicinal pills, but he still did not wake up.

The Senior Sheep was even a little anxious. It directly put Yang Bo's body into the Nine-Storey Pagoda and placed him under the purple bamboo ancestral trees.

Being under the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree, Yang Bo instantly calmed down. It felt as if there was an invisible force helping him recover the power of the Spiritual Sense.

Wisps of light fell onto Yang Bo's head from the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree.

Seeing this scene, the Senior Sheep was very surprised, but then it was pleasantly surprised, because it could clearly feel the fluctuations of Yang Bo's Spiritual Sense.

A few days ago, this was something that the Senior Sheep could not imagine.

Five days later, Yang Bo finally woke up. He opened his eyes and saw the grass in front of him, and the purple bamboo tree above his head.

Yang Bo turned around and looked at Senior Sheep, and asked: "Thank you, Senior Sheep!"

Although Yang Bo had yet to wake up, he knew very clearly that it was the Senior Sheep that sent him to the roots of the Purple Bamboo Ancestor Tree, allowing him to recover faster.

Originally, Yang Bo relied mainly on the pills he consumed every day to recover from his injuries. However, the power of the pills was really too weak, and if he wanted to completely recover, it would still take him two to three months.

However, when the Senior Sheep put Yang Bo into the Nine-Storey Pagoda, he felt wisps of purple energy falling into his Spiritual Sense. This energy accelerated the restoration of his Spiritual Sense!

With the help of the light in front of Yang Bo's eyes, he finally restored more than half of the Spiritual Sense and woke up.

Senior Sheep shook its head, "It's just a coincidence. I didn't know that the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree could actually help you!"

"Next, you should cultivate here for a while longer!"

Yang Bo shook his head. He looked in the direction of the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree with a hint of fear.

During this period of time, although Yang Bo had received a lot of help from the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree, and his Spiritual Sense had improved a lot, Yang Bo still spent every day in the sound of Sanskrit.

This Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree was planted in the land of the South Sea, and countless Buddhist cultivators had been cultivating under it for many years. It was precisely because of this that this Ancestral Tree also carried the fate of the Buddhist Sect.

Yang Bo had transplanted this purple bamboo ancestral tree into the Nine-Storey Pagoda for many years, but even now, there was still a large number of Sanskrit voices lingering in his ears.

During this period of time, there were Buddhist scriptures lingering around him every day. Yang Bo was almost persuaded by the Buddhist scriptures. At one time, he even had the thought of cutting his hair and becoming a monk.

If he continued to cultivate here, Yang Bo was really afraid that he would become a monk.

Yang Bo opened his mouth and said, "Senior Sheep, you stay under the Nine-Storey Pagoda every day. Don't you hear the sound of Sanskrit?"

Senior Sheep asked, "Are you talking about those hypnotic songs?"

"Every time I hear this sound, I fall into a deep sleep."

"I feel that the effects are very good. Every time I fall asleep, my cultivation base will increase."

Yang Bo's eyes widened in shock, "You fall asleep every time?"

Senior Sheep nodded, "I used to be like this, but recently, the purple bamboo ancestral tree no longer has any Sanskrit sounds."

"If you hadn't mentioned this, I would have thought that the sound of Sanskrit from the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree had already disappeared. Now it seems that it doesn't want me to hear the sound of Sanskrit!"

"Fellow Taoist Yang, this Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree has already grown quite a few young men here. I don't think it's of much use. Why don't you just cut it down?"

"Cut it down and burn it as firewood!"

Yang Bo looked at the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree and said, "That's a good idea!"

"You should have told me about this earlier! I'll go catch two cows for us to eat roasted beef!"2

With that, Yang Bo took out a machete.

The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree was frightened, and its bamboo leaves rustled.

Yang Bo looked at the direction of the Purple Bamboo ancestral tree and snorted coldly, "Alright, so you can understand our conversation!"

"I would really like to ask you, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"If you rope me into the Buddhist Sect, what good will it do you?"

"Next, I will cultivate here. If you attack me again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Chapter 15 - The Demon King

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