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Chapter 986: Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasure, Old Man Bitter Bamboo

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    "Senior, I don't know, these days the sacred mulberry tree grows from the same root, but it is actually the same sacred tree." This matter is not a secret, the old man explained without concealing it.

    "So that's the case. I have heard for a long time that the heavenly mulberry tree is second only to the three great sacred trees. It turns out that it looks like this, which really opened Han's eyes." Han Li said in amazement.

    Later, when Han Li followed the monks to a place that looked like a tree, suddenly there was a wave of spiritual energy nearby, a blur in front of his eyes, and the scenery suddenly changed dramatically.

    A hill hundreds of feet high appeared in front of my eyes, and with this hill as the center, many attics of different sizes were built on all sides, and some monks kept coming in and out of it.

    "Leave and go about your own affairs. The two seniors, just let me take you there." At this time, the old man waved his hand to the rest of the monks and ordered.

    When the other monks heard the words, they immediately left one after another frankly.

    Han Li and the puppet followed the old man straight to the top of the mountain, where there was a wooden hall built with giants, which looked quite large.

    And outside the gate of the temple, there were four monks in green armor standing there, each holding exactly the same long dagger.

    The old man landed directly at the entrance of the wooden hall with Han Li and the two of them.  The four monks remained expressionless, like puppets.

    The corner of Han Li's mouth curled up, feeling a little surprised in his heart.

    Although the cultivation base of these four celebrities is only in the foundation building period, the essence of the wood aura on their bodies is far from comparable to that of monks of the same level, and Han Li can tell at a glance that no matter the battle armor or the spear, they are all top-level wood-type spiritual weapons  , it's really weird.

    Seemingly seeing Han Li's surprise, the old man explained with a smile:

    "These are wood spirit guards trained by our masters. They are monks who use the might of the heavenly mulberry tree to specialize in a special technique. Although their cultivation level is not high, they are good at combining attacks.  If so, please point it out.¡±

    "Well, it is indeed quite different from ordinary monks." Han Li nodded.

    Seeing Han Li's noncommittal look, the old man was naturally sensible and didn't say much.

    The structure of the wooden hall is not complicated, except for one hall, there is only one side hall, so when Han Li and the others entered the hall, they immediately found a tall man standing in the hall with his back to them.  Shadow, green robe, white hair like snow.

    When the old man saw this figure, his complexion changed drastically and he gave a deep salute, then stood aside silently, with his hands tied.

    "Fellow Daoist is the old man Kuzhu?" Han Li stared at the back of this person without blinking.

    "That's right, the old man is Bitter Bamboo. The two faces are very strange. Could it be that you are a fellow Taoist from the inland, dare to ask your name?" After a long laugh, the green-robed man turned around.

    Han Li squinted his eyes, and saw that the white-haired man had red lips, white teeth, and clear eyes. He looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, but his face was covered with a faint green aura.

    Seeing the other party's appearance like this, Han Li was naturally taken aback.

    It was beyond his expectation that this old man from Kuzhu was as good at maintaining his appearance as he was.  He had expected to see a wrinkled old man.

    Although the old man Kuzhu had a smile on his face, when he saw Han Li's appearance clearly, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

    "The two of us are indeed not overseas monks. My surname is Han, and this is my senior brother, surnamed Li. I hope fellow Taoists will not be offended by this visit." Han Li said politely.

    "Where! The two fellow daoists are not ordinary people. It's too late for the owner of the island to welcome you. This fellow daoist Li's cultivation is even more unpredictable, and the old man can't judge the realm of his cultivation.  It's an eye-opener." After looking at Han Li and the puppet for a few times, the old man Kuzhu suddenly said with a smile.

    Apparently, the lord of the island regarded Han Li's puppet as a Nascent Soul cultivator who practiced some mysterious technique, and he was greatly surprised.

    "Fellow Daoist is too modest. The name of Fellow Daoist Bitter Bamboo is like thunder for both of us." Han Li smiled slightly.

    "Hehe, please sit down and taste the unique mulberry tea on this island first." The old man Kuzhu said with a light smile, asking Han Li to sit down.

    Immediately after two crisp applause of "papa", several young female cultivators walked into the hall with tea trays in their hands.  Brewed a pot of light green spiritual tea for the three of them respectively, and exited the wooden hall respectfully.

    "Mulberry tea, could it be that this tea is related to the divine mulberry tree?" Han Li looked down at the spirit tea on the table, sensing the wood spirit energy in the tea, and asked with a flickering expression.

    "Friendly eyesight of the Taoist, this is indeed brewed with the spiritual leaves of the celestial mulberry tree, which has the effect of improving eyesight and calming the mind. It must be absolutely unheard of outside the island.There are two places, and the whole body is protected in one of them.

    "Hey! Could it be that the fellow Taoist is from the Poison Saint Sect in southern Xinjiang. This kind of exercise seems to be the famous spirit pattern technique of the Poison Saint Sect?" The old man Kuzhu asked in a daze when he saw the strange shape on the puppet's face.

    "No." Although Han Li's heart moved when he heard this, he manipulated the puppet to reply expressionlessly.

    "Oh, it turns out I was mistaken. But fellow Taoist's supernatural power looks very similar to the spirit pattern technique." A strange color flashed in the eyes of the old man Kuzhu, and he replied in a calm voice.  , not quite convinced.

    But he didn't ask any more questions, but when he saw the puppet in a defensive posture and stopped doing anything, as if it had no intention of attacking at all, he couldn't help being annoyed, feeling faintly underestimated.  Immediately, his face darkened, and a few low-pitched incantations came out from his mouth.

    There was a buzzing sound from the flying swords above the head, and then all the flying swords shook at the same time, hundreds of feet of Xu Changjian Qi sprayed out from the sword array, turning into a dense mass of sword shadows and shooting towards the opposite side, on the way  They are united and turned into a piece of cold light, dazzling and dazzling.  (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please visit www.qidian.com, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!) (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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