In the morning light, the cultivators suddenly saw that the purple bamboos all over the mountains began to shed leaves, and they were all stunned. There are indeed many trees in the south, which will fall when the leaves are green, and then give birth to new branches and leaves, unlike the north, which has winter restrictions.

But even if it drops, it's in the fall, not in the middle of summer.

And now, the season is the height of summer, and it is the time when the leaves and bamboo leaves are lush and thriving.

"I'm Cao, why is this happening?"

"What happened?"

"The green bamboo leaves have fallen, will the purple-spotted bamboo leaves continue to mutate?"

……

All the cultivators began to shout in shock. They looked closely at the nearest bamboo bush or bamboo forest around them, hoping to know what was going on.

"Well, I didn't expect it to have such a big impact. "Flower pole heavenly way.

After Hua Jitian passed through the triangle lake and entered the underground cave hall, he found purple colorful stones and large earthworms.

The big earthworm is also growing rapidly by relying on the purple colorful stone, of course, the big earthworm did not swallow the colorful stone, otherwise Hua Jitian might have cut open its belly.

Without the colorful stones, those bamboo roots and whiskers will have no source of energy, and it is naturally difficult to support the purple leaf bamboo to continue to mutate, but the bamboo will drop all the leaves, and Hua Jitian really didn't expect it.

When the wind blows for half an hour, the bamboo leaves fall for half an hour. If it is the yellow leaves falling, it is nothing more than a little desolate, read the two sentences, 'blue clouds, yellow leaves, autumn waves, cold smoke and green on the waves', or 'yellow leaves on the mountain with snow at the beginning, green waves and wine temporarily rejuvenate'.

But the turquoise bamboo leaves are falling suddenly, and the situation is beautiful and weird.

When the wind stopped, there were almost only purple bamboo poles left, and there were still a few shoots that did not fall.

However, on the plum pole bamboo, there are still a few large bamboo leaves, which are the mutated bamboo leaves, and some of them already have one or two purple spots.

"Look, the mutated leaves haven't fallen. Someone shouted loudly.

"It looks like the mutation is here to stay. ”

"Hopefully. ”

……

More than a dozen purple bamboo mountains all over the place, began to talk again, at this moment, these people are no longer defensive against each other, no longer hostile to each other, but have become friends, all worried about the same thing, that is, the mutated bamboo leaves, can continue to mutate and mature, become a real purple bamboo leaves.

"Hehe, wishful thinking. ”

Of course, Hua Jitian can see that some of the leaves have been mutated, because they are relatively strong, they have not been blown away by the wind for the time being, but because the purple colorful stones have been collected by Hua Jitian, these mutated leaves are also dead and weak.

"Sir, it's a pity that you said that these leaves will not continue to mutate, there are almost tens of thousands. "Chu Sang Sang Dao.

"Of course, I can harvest the purple seven-colored stone a few days later to let the purple spotted bamboo leaves ripen, but in that case, there will inevitably be a scramble, and if the cultivators scramble, they will die. Heaven has the virtue of a good life. "Flower pole heavenly way.

"Yes, if the purple-spotted bamboo leaves are really ripe, it is not uncommon for these thousands of people to die one hundred and eighty, and besides, there will be more cultivators in the next few days, and there will inevitably be even greater conflicts. Chu Sangsang nodded.

The more people there are, the fewer purple leaves each person can share. If there are more monks and less porridge, it will naturally increase the contradictions, and there will be many casualties.

Hua Jitian is not merciful, but he is still more willing to do it if he can save some people.

At this time, another gust of wind blew, and the purple-spotted bamboo leaves, which had mutated one-seventh or one-eighth, began to fall. Of course, there was another shouting and scolding.

However, everyone also began to pick up these purple spotted bamboo leaves, which had been mutated a small part.

"These bamboo leaves that have been partially mutated are not even ninth-level spirit grasses, but they are much better than ordinary medicinal herbs, so they can be regarded as consolation prizes. Hua Jitian said lightly.

A piece of eighth-level spirit grass purple-spotted bamboo leaves is worth tens of thousands of pieces, but these semi-finished pseudo-purple-spotted bamboo leaves are not worth a few hundred pieces, and those with better color can be sold for a thousand yuan, which is good.

And in the future, these purple bamboos should not mutate into purple-spotted bamboo leaves in large quantities, of course, it is not excluded that a small range of purple bamboos will continue to mutate. Because the mutation into purple bamboo leaves is not only the purple colorful stone can be promoted, but the rest of the ores and the like may also make the purple bamboo mutate and form purple bamboo leaves.

Hua Jitian and Chu Sangsang, of course, didn't pick up these semi-finished products, and after saying goodbye to several squad leaders of the Wan Gu Gate, they left Zizhu Mountain directly and walked towards Ava Town.

Originally, they could directly call the flying machine and go back to Gu God Mountain, but Hua Jitian still wanted to talk to Old Man Hua.

This kind of old man who lives in a deep house and pretends to be a ghost often has two brushes, and he doesn't know when he will use them. Just like Zhao Wujie, who didn't come out for decades, he finally came out to grab a holy beast, so he taught Hua Jitian his housekeeping skills to the stringless qin.

Hua Jitian and Chu Sangsang returned to Ava Town unhurriedly and approached Old Man Hua's shop.

Old man Hua is still reading the newspaper and drinking tea, if it is in some units, his image is still very consistent.

"Hello old man, hello?"

"Come back so soon, don't grab the purple-spotted bamboo leaves?" said the old man Hua.

"Haha, it's all gone. Purple spotted bamboo leaves can't come out. Hua Jitian said with a smile.

Old man Hua's gaze looked at Hua Jitian from the top of his glasses, and there was an inquiring meaning in his eyes.

Hua Jitian briefly talked about the surface phenomenon, that is, the bamboo leaves suddenly fell, and the mutated bamboo leaves also fell, and the purple bamboo did not seem to have been hit hard, the tender bamboo leaves are still there, and they should still be reborn, which can be regarded as a cocoon and rebirth.

"Are you saying that the purple bamboo on Zizhu Mountain will no longer produce as many purple-spotted bamboo leaves as before?" said Old Man Hua.

As the saying goes, if you are obedient, you must listen to the sound, and you must understand the sound outside the strings, and the old man Hua just understood the sound outside the strings in Hua Jitian's words, so he asked this question.

Hua Jitian nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Old man Hua took off his glasses, raised his head, and his eyes burned: "How do you know." ”

Hua Jitian smiled calmly: "Guess?"

Old man Hua snorted: "Really?"

Hua Jitian pouted: "Fake." ”

After speaking, Hua Jitian talked about the cave at the bottom of the triangle lake, the cave hall at the bottom of Dazhu Mountain, and the long earth dragon, and most importantly, the purple colorful stone.

When Hua Jitian said about the purple stone, he looked at Old Man Hua tightly.

Old man Hua was really surprised: "What kind of purple stone can have this kind of power? ”

Hua Jitian nodded and said, "Of course." As he spoke, he took out the purple colorful stone.

In fact, Old Man Hua's surprised expression showed that he really didn't know anything about Zizhu Mountain, and he didn't understand the colorful stone very well, his surprise was right, if he was expressionless and everything was as usual, Hua Jitian would definitely not give him the colorful stone.

Old man Hua took the purple colorful stone and looked at it for a long time, then put on his eyes and took out a magnifying glass and looked at it for a long time. In the end, he didn't see anything and had to give up. Throw the purple colorful stone to Hua Jitian.

"There seems to be a huge amount of energy in this stone, but I don't know how to release it. Old man Hua said.

Hua Jitian nodded and said, "It must be a good thing." ”

Old man Hua said, "Are you leaving?"

Hua Jitian said: "Yes." ”

"Then you go. Old man Hua said.

"Do you have any good things that you can't use, give me two. Hua Jitian opened his mouth directly.

"No, get out. Old Hua's white eyebrows shook twice. He felt that he was not familiar with Hua Jitian, how could this calf be embarrassed to open his mouth and ask for something directly, it was still a good thing.

"It's a waste to keep the things in your room, so let me pick two. Hua Jitian was not discouraged and continued to work hard. Many things can only be succeeded if you work hard.

"Huh. Old man Hua picked up a broom. It seems that if you don't agree with a word, you have to do it.

"Okay, okay, your old man's name, tell me it's always okay. Hua Jitian took a few steps back and said.

"The old man's name has not been mentioned for a long time. Old man Hua said.

"Forget it. Hua Jitian waved his hand and walked out of Old Man Hua's shop.

"The peach is dying, scorching its bloom. In Old Man Hua's shop, Old Man Hua's faint voice came out.

"Cut, play what mystery. "Hua Jitian has never heard of the name of Peach, and he doesn't care.

He and Chu Sangsang called on the flying machine and flew straight to Gu God Mountain.

Twenty minutes later, they came to the sky above Gu God Mountain.

On the Gu God Mountain, the ceremony of the master of the door is still being held.

Mu Jiaxuan was dressed in a gorgeous national costume and sat on the top of Gu Shen Mountain, that is, at the end of the stone stairs of the main road, as if sitting at the Nantian Gate of Mount Tai, and Mu Jiaxuan could be seen on any stone staircase on the main road of Gu Shen Mountain.

On the stone stairs, kneeling was full of Ten Thousand Gu Sect disciples, who were worshipping.

During the descent of the aircraft, there was silence for a long time, and in Hua Jitian's mind, there was a sudden sigh.

Hua Jitian said disdainfully: "Hmph, did you just find out?"