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- Yang Bo nodded, "This will help me, senior!"
The old man drove the boat and the speed increased. The old man said: "I have been to Lingshan before and saw the purple bamboo forest, but it looks nothing like this!"
"Perhaps you will be disappointed after just one glance!"
Yang Bo laughed, "I'm very curious about what the situation in the Purple Bamboo Forest will be like!"
The deceased old man looked at Yang Bo, "Are you really doing it for the Purple Bamboo Forest?"
Yang Bo nodded, ¡°Yes, it¡¯s for the Purple Bamboo Forest!¡±
The old man who passed away looked at Yang Bo and said nothing.
The boat of the deceased was moving forward, and both Long Yu and Huang Yuren were taken into Qingyun Peak by Yang Bo. The old man of the deceased stared at the bamboo slips in front of him, as if he wanted to see through the bamboo slips.
I don¡¯t know how much time passed, but the deceased old man suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Yang Bo, and Zhuo Bufan also raised his head.
The two of them could clearly see that a halo of light flashed on Yang Bo's face, and then, almost the entire aura of the rebirth ship poured into Yang Bo!
The face of the old man in the past life changed slightly. He stretched out his hand and the ship in the past life stopped. There were still rough waves under the ship in the past life, and a large amount of spiritual energy from all around gathered towards the ship in the past life!
The spiritual energy surged in and formed a whirlpool of spiritual energy directly above the rebirth ship. A vortex also formed above Yang Bo's head!
"Boom!"
A muffled sound was heard, and the deceased old man and Zhuo Bufan looked in the direction of Yang Bo at the same time, with smiles on their faces.
Yang Bo opened his eyes, looked around for a moment, and then closed his eyes again.
The boat did not move forward in a hurry, but after a few days of pause, it embarked on its journey again.
A few days later, Yang Bo opened his eyes and felt the surging spiritual power in his body. Yang Bo became a little excited. His cultivation finally broke through to the middle stage of Tianluo realm!
This breakthrough came so suddenly, everything seemed to go naturally.
Yang Bo immediately thought of the spiritual tea of ??the deceased old man. It was probably because he drank the spiritual tea of ??the old man that he was able to do this.
Zhuo Bufan came over and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Yang, your cultivation has taken a further step!"
Yang Bo quickly handed over his hand, "Senior Zhuo is just laughing!"
Zhuo Bufan stared at Yang Bo, his eyes full of admiration. He did not look down on Yang Bo because of his low cultivation. During this period, judging from the attitude of the deceased old man, Yang Bo must have secrets that they did not know!
Huang Yuren has been in Qingyun Peak for several days, but his name on the bamboo slips has still not been cleared up. This is probably because Yang Bo is hiding something.
However, since Yang Bo didn¡¯t say anything, Zhuo Bufan naturally wouldn¡¯t say anything more.
The boat suddenly stopped. Yang Bo looked up and saw purple in the distance. The purple bamboo forests all over the mountains and plains looked extremely gorgeous!
The old man who passed away said: "The Purple Bamboo Forest is here!"
Before Yang Bo could speak, several figures suddenly flew over from a distance. These people landed not far from the boat of death, stepping on the blue waves of the Qionghai Sea. They were a group of bald monks!
The leader, the late-stage Destiny Realm monk, took a step forward. He clasped his hands together and said, "The young monk Guanzhen pays homage to the deceased senior!"
¡°My predecessors who have passed away have not been to Lingshan for many years. This time they come to Lingshan, which makes Lingshan shine brightly!¡±
Monk Guanzhen is wearing a brown monk's robe. He looks about forty or fifty years old, with a big nose and big earlobes, and a kind-hearted look.
The deceased senior smiled and pointed at Yang Bo, "I have a little friend who has heard about the reputation of the Purple Bamboo Forest for a long time, so he wants to come to the Purple Bamboo Forest for a visit. I will take him to visit!"
The face of the young monk standing behind Monk Guanzhen changed slightly. He wanted to say something, but was stopped by the Buddhist cultivator beside him.
Monk Guanzhen laughed, "Since you want to visit the Purple Bamboo Forest, we naturally welcome you!"
"In this case, the young monk volunteers to be a guide and show the way to fellow Taoists!"
After saying that, he turned around and said to the monk behind him: "You all go back!"
Several monks behind him were obviously worried, but Guanzhen insisted that they could not say more, so they could only nod in agreement and retreat.
Yang Bo cupped his hands towards Zhuo Bufan. Although he did not speak, Zhuo Bufan smiled, took a step forward and stood behind Yang Bo.
Yang Bo stepped out of the boat of death, Zhuo Bufan followed behind him, and the two of them walked towards Guanzhen.
Guan Zhen¡¯s attention has been focused on Yang Bo and the deceased old man. Only now did he notice that Zhuo Bufan was in the Nirvana state. He quickly clasped his hands together.
Yang Bo raised his hand towards Guanzhen, "Thank you, senior Guanzhen.?The bamboo forest is full of curiosity and I want to take a look! "
Guan Zhen laughed, "The Purple Bamboo Forest is the greatest wealth of Lingshan. It's normal for fellow Taoists to be curious about the Purple Bamboo Forest!"
"Fellow Taoist, if you want to visit the Purple Bamboo Forest, please come with me!"
Yang Bo nodded and followed Guan Zhen towards the shore.
The boat floats on the Qionghai Sea. Qionghai is a lake with turquoise water, rippling waves, and a purple bamboo forest on the shore.
Approaching the purple bamboo forest, Yang Bo couldn't help but be stunned, because he actually felt that the purple bamboo forest had a strong Buddhist aura, as if every purple bamboo had been refined by Buddhism.
Guan Zhen smiled and did not explain.
After entering the purple bamboo forest, Yang Bo discovered that there was a small Buddha mark on each purple bamboo!
The breeze blew by, and the bamboo leaves rustled, as if Sanskrit sounds were echoing in my ears.
Guanzhen then spoke: "The Purple Bamboo Forest is the Holy Land of Lingshan. Buddhist cultivators in Lingshan like to chant sutras and meditate in the Purple Bamboo Forest. Over tens of thousands of years, this Purple Bamboo Forest has gradually grown, and even the sound of the bamboo leaves is like the sound of Sanskrit!"
"This is the biggest wonder of the Purple Bamboo Forest, and it is also the biggest secret of the Purple Bamboo Forest. It is precisely because these purple bamboos are nourished by Sanskrit sounds that they can be made into bamboo swords!"
Yang Bo nodded slightly, brilliance flashed before his eyes, and there seemed to be a little glimmer on the purple bamboo.
As he went deeper, Yang Bo could clearly see that the bamboo trees in the purple bamboo forest were getting stronger and stronger, and the Buddha's imprint on the bamboo trees also became much larger.
After walking a few kilometers, Guanzhen stopped. He turned and looked at Yang Bo, "Fellow Taoist, this is probably the situation in Zizhu Forest. What else do you want to see?"
Yang Bo looked at the surrounding bamboos. The bamboos here were obviously not ten thousand years old, but judging from the Buddha's light on the bamboos, these bamboos were enough to refine bamboo swords!
The reason why he came here was to investigate the situation of the purple bamboo forest. He felt that this purple bamboo forest was probably developed from a single purple bamboo. If he could find the mother purple bamboo tree and use the mother purple bamboo tree to refine the bamboo sword, it would definitely be It will be very sharp!
However, Yang Bo just thought about it. He could even guess that there must be various protective barriers set up by Lingshan near the mother purple bamboo tree.
Yang Bo turned to look at Guanzhen and said with a smile: "Senior Guanzhen, won't you give me a few purple bamboos?"
Guan Zhen¡¯s expression changed slightly, and he hesitated: ¡°Don¡¯t worry, fellow Taoist, Lingshan will naturally send you the Purple Bamboo Sword after you go out!¡±
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