Chapter 79: Strange Formation and Strange Shape in the Ancient Bamboo Forest
For some reason, Lingxiang, this girl, actually asked the headmaster to take Rendong as his personal disciple that day in Wuji Palace. Long Qi was puzzled for a long time but still couldn't figure it out.
Shouldn't he be sent to Qingwei Peak?
Moreover, no one knew where she had gone these days. There was no one on Qingwei Peak. Even Rendong, who was accepted as a disciple by Lingxiang, had disappeared.
Long Qi asked around but couldn't find out anything. Could it be that the little girl kidnapped Jin Dong and ran away down the mountain?
Lingxiang did bring honeysuckle with her when she went down the mountain this time, and Shoucheng, the fourth disciple of Zhenren Qianyuan, also went with them.
Ever since the last incident at Yinyu Peak, the Yuanqing Sect had reinforced their mountain defense formations and sent people to conduct secret searches everywhere, but they hadn't found any trace of the demons.
But Bai Wuchang would not appear for no reason, he must have his own plans.
The reason why the Demon Lord still has her mind is probably because Lingxiang used the life-extending elixir in the Supreme Sect, and they found out about it.
Lingxiang naturally knew the pros and cons of this, so she asked Zhenren Qianyuan to ask Shoucheng to go with her.
Shoucheng practices the Dizang earth escape method. He is good at hiding and escaping underground, and his attainments are extraordinary. He can go to the Bamboo Forest Temple with Lingxiang and Honeysuckle.
The reason why Lingxiang wanted to bring Rendong with her was that she wanted to take him to meet the old man with the bamboo cane.
The three of them used Shoucheng's method of escaping underground, walking and resting, and in just one day, they arrived at the ancient bamboo forest of Xianglin.
The ancient bamboo forest is where the Taoist temple of the Old Man with the Bamboo Stick is located. It has eighty-eight layers of formations, and ordinary people cannot enter at all. Although Taoists can move forward a little, they cannot go deep.
Speaking of the old man with the bamboo stick, he is also a strange man. He has been practicing for hundreds of years, but he has been living alone in this ancient bamboo forest and has never come out.
It was a coincidence that Lingxiang knew the old man with the bamboo stick.
A few years ago, Lingxiang accidentally found a prescription from the pages of the medicine book left by the fairy Tumi. However, the prescription was incomplete and seemed to have been torn off intentionally. There were only a few herbs in the first half, one of which was Tianzhu flower.
However, the Tianzhu flower mentioned in the prescription is not the common bamboo flower like the arrow bamboo that blooms once every forty years, but the Tianhui bamboo in this ancient bamboo forest.
This kind of bamboo will produce shoots in forty years, take root in forty years, and then grow into a towering bamboo in twenty years. After it becomes a mature bamboo, it will bloom and produce grains in about ten years.
In theory, bamboo rice is not only a good food for filling the stomach, but also a superior medicinal material, but this recipe requires the bamboo flowers of the Bamboo Shoots.
Everyone says that bamboo flowering is a bad omen. Since this recipe is called Huitian, why would it use such an object as an ingredient? Lingxiang was also puzzled by this anomaly, so she broke into the ancient bamboo forest alone.
At that time, she had yet to refine the Life-Extending Elixir, and being only eleven years old, she secretly came to Xianglin without the knowledge of the sect elders. Normally, a girl of her age, with her relatively young cultivation, should have been helpless against the ancient bamboo forest's eighty-eight formations. However, strangely, these formations proved ineffective against her, allowing Lingxiang to enter and exit as if it were an empty place.
When the old man with the bamboo stick saw the spiritual incense, he was so frightened that his beard flew up immediately, but when he saw the silver bell on the spiritual incense bag, he immediately understood.
No one knew the origin of these silver bell incense. They thought they were just ordinary small bells and were very cute, so they strung them on the Qiankun bag. However, these bells were actually from the Ming Dynasty and were the magic weapon used by the Yuanqing Patriarch Wuwei Laoxian.
Although the Ming Dynasty Bell is a silver bell, it is made from ore from the Kunlun Mountains and is a fairyland artifact. Although the Ming Dynasty Bell cannot ring clearly or cast spells, it can protect people from illusions. Its uses are more than these, but that is a story for later, so we will not discuss it for now.
When the old man with the bamboo stick saw the Ming Dynasty bell, he recognized it immediately. A hundred years ago, he had practiced together with the Yuanqing Patriarch for several years. The two had a very close relationship. He had seen the Wuwei Immortal wearing this bell.
Later, after repeated questioning by the old man with the bamboo stick, he learned about Lingxiang's life experience. After a sigh, the two became friends regardless of age difference.
As to why the old man with the bamboo stick is so good to Lingxiang, it is probably because he sees his own shadow in her!
In fact, Rendong never understood why Lingxiang would accept a person with fake spiritual roots like him as a disciple and even took him down the mountain the next day. Logically speaking, his spiritual roots would not be valued in most sects, but that day at the Wuji Palace, Lingxiang actually said at the end that she wanted to accept him into Qingwei Peak.
He thought about it all the way, but still had no idea what this so-called Elder Fu Cang was thinking.
When the three of them arrived at the entrance of the ancient bamboo forest, Lingxiang asked Shoucheng to stop, then he played a trick and took out a jade flute from his Qiankun bag and started to play it.
The flute was indeed very beautiful with its emerald green color, but the rhythm of the tune played by the flute player was not very pleasant, and sometimes the notes were even broken. Even Shoucheng, who had been very respectful to Lingxiang all the way, could not help but cover his ears after listening to a short while.
However, Lingxiang seemed to not care at all and continued to blow the air in ecstasy.
Just when Rendong wondered whether Elder Fu Cang had brought him here on purpose to listen to him play the flute, he heard a rustling sound coming from the ancient bamboo forest. After a while, it turned into a gurgling sound like rolling wheels, and after a while it turned into a sound like footsteps.
Honeysuckle was very curious and looked towards the bamboo forest. She saw a tall figure walking out from the depths of the forest, with strange steps and the sound of banging on the ground.
He was horrified and looked at Lingxiang hurriedly, but Lingxiang seemed unaware and continued to play the flute as if no one was around. Seeing her like this, Rendong turned to look at Shoucheng, but Shoucheng probably covered his ears and didn't hear anything, so he just stood far away with his back to them.
Just when Honeysuckle was thinking about whether to draw his sword to protect himself, he heard the man talking.
"Alright, alright! I know it's you, stop bragging!"
The voice was unusually sharp, which surprised Rendong greatly. However, just as he was still surprised, he heard a thick voice again.
"That's right! I really don't know why that guy from Bamboo Stick gave you this flute. Every time you play it, it's so unbearable to the ears, like the howling of ghosts and wolves!"
When the person came closer, Jindong was even more surprised. This is not a human! This is clearly a monster!
I saw that the "person" had five heads, but no hands or feet, just five round "heads" put together!
Lingxiang finally stopped playing the flute and even closed her eyes to savor the moment. When she put the flute away, she smacked her lips and muttered, "After not using it for a long time, this jade bamboo flute is a little out of tune."
Hearing this, Jindong was stunned: How could the flute be blamed for the poor performance?!
Shoucheng on the side seemed not to hear it, but his flushed face betrayed him. It was obvious that he wanted to laugh but was trying hard to hold it back.
When the "people" heard this, they were like firecrackers, and all five heads shouted in unison: "Don't you always blow it like this? And you blame it on Lingbao!? How shameless! This is so embarrassing!"
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