The whole bamboo building is full of tall bamboo fairies, each of them only has a posture, all of them are covered with bamboo blue robes, and they can't see their faces or distinguish their gender.

Qianhuang glanced at it and whispered to Fan Xueyi: "The people here are all men. ”

Thinking of the sentence that Qianhuang said, "Bamboo flowers bloom and die", she thought sadly, no matter how hard they tried to prevent love from happening, love could not be prevented.

"I don't know why you two came?" asked the old man standing in the middle of the bamboo building, the reason why he said it was because his voice was so old.

Qianhuang took a step forward and bowed his hand and said: "Disturb your immortal family Qingxiu, the younger generation came to find a piece of jade called shaking light in this mountain......" Qianhuang's words were not finished, he paused, he pointed to the patriarch and said: "It's on the patriarch." ”

"Nonsense. The patriarch said, "The old man is not wearing jade. ”

"He ......" Qianhuang began to hesitate a little, he bowed respectfully to the patriarch again, and said slowly, "That jade is under the roots of the patriarch, can the patriarch remember?"

The patriarch thought about it for a moment, and finally remembered something: "You mean that black stone?"

The patriarch of the Bamboo Immortal Clan is different from other Bamboo Immortals, he is not rooted in the soil, but on a stone, which is a big stone that is fast black, and it looks no different from other stones, only the patriarch who is rooted in the stone knows that the inside of the black stone has abundant spiritual power.

The reason why he became the patriarch of the Bamboo Immortal Clan was because he had lived long enough and his spiritual power was strong enough, and the reason why he was able to be so powerful and live so long, he thought, was probably because of that different black stone.

No matter who it is, if you are saved alive, loneliness and loneliness will follow, the old patriarch is old enough, but his body is still strong, and it seems that there is no problem in living for a few million more years.

Fortunately, they are bamboo immortals, bamboo is heartless, idle and elegant, and not dyed by desire, so they don't feel how painful it is to live for a long time.

"You want that black stone?" asked the patriarch.

If you take away the black stone where the patriarch took root, without the spiritual power supply of the black stone, the patriarch will soon die of old age, and it seems to be a very selfish thing to let one person sacrifice his life to save another person, so when answering, Qianhuang hesitated, but still said: "Yes." ”

There was silence in the bamboo building for a moment.

It seems that except for the patriarch, the other clansmen are here to make up the numbers, they stand silently aside, without saying a word, and Fan Xueyi has already been explained by the thousand emperors, and if they can, they won't speak.

After a long time, the old patriarch spoke: "If you can find the holy daughter of our clan and let her get out of the demon path and return to the fairy world, the old man will hand over the black stone to you." ”

"I promise you, but ......," said the Thousand Emperor, "my family's divine monarch is on the verge of death, and he urgently needs to shake ...... That black stone helps, so ......"

"Do you want the old man to hand over the black stone first?"

Qianhuang nodded, the Chiyuan Divine Monarch exhausted all his spiritual power to stop the spread of corpse poison, but the poison of corpse poison was far beyond their imagination, not all people were able to digest corpse poison on their own, except for the immortal and immortal true gods, no one had the ability to digest evil.

Evil does not go away, it coexists in this world like good.

Good and evil are maintaining the balance of this world, if someone devours a large amount of evil, then the world will be out of balance, this is what people often say that evil is invincible, in fact, it is not that evil is invincible, but evil breaks the balance, and the world needs justice to restore this balance.

Corpse poison is a collection of evil, and although Zishuo's name is followed by the title of a god, he is not a true god.

In order to restore the balance between good and evil as soon as possible, instead of breaking it with justice after the evil has grown, they need to shake the light now.

The old patriarch pondered for a moment and rejected the Thousand Emperors.

Qianhuang said: "If you want your holy daughter to return to the immortal path, you need to exorcise all the demonic obstacles on her body, and to exorcise the demonic obstacles, you also need that black stone. ”

At this time, Fan Xueyi's hand hidden in her sleeve was tightly covered with sweat, if the patriarch didn't agree to hand over the shaking light, should she grab it for Zishuo Shenjun?

Just when Fan Xueyi was struggling in his heart, the old patriarch nodded, even if he lost the black stone, he would not be able to die for a while, he said: "The old man can promise you, but the old man needs a guarantee, you must take Mu Xue away from the demon path, whether it is a god or an immortal, as long as she is out of the demon path." ”

Qianhuang raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction, he stretched out his hand towards Fan Xueyiyi, and said, "What about the jade pendant that our family god monarch gave you?"

Fan Xueyi frowned and looked at Qianhuang, is it really good to deceive like this? But he still gave the jade pendant that the Chiyuan Divine Monarch gave them before leaving, and Qianhuang gave the jade pendant to the patriarch.

"This is the jade pendant of my family's Chiyuan Divine Monarch, so the old patriarch is relieved?"

After the old patriarch put away the jade pendant, he said, "Okay, the old man will take you to get the black stone." ”

"Wait a minute. Fan Xueyi opened his mouth and stopped the old patriarch, it was already cruel to let one die, how could he let him go and fetch the black stone by himself, "Let's go, the kindness of the old patriarch, the younger generation will remember it, and will definitely bring back the noble saint daughter safely." ”

Leaving the bamboo building and looking at the green bamboo, Fan Xueyi asked, "Where are we going to get the light?"

Qianhuang looked at Fan Xueyi with an idiotic gaze: "You don't know where things are, so you refuse to be led by others, but fortunately I know everything." ”

It is undeniable that what Qianhuang said is the truth, and Fan Xueyi pouted in embarrassment.

There is an alternation of day and night in the six realms, and the moon in the fairy world is always round at night.

The moonlight sprinkled down, casting a hazy silver color on everything around it, more beautiful than the day.

Under the moonlight, Fan Xueyi and Qianhuang are still shuttling in the bamboo forest, where the bamboo forest is luxuriant, and they can't perform the art of resisting the wind, so they can only move forward step by step.

"Senior sister. Suddenly, there was a soft call from the sky. The voice is clear and comfortable.

Fan Xueyi recognized the person, looked up at the sky blocked by bamboo leaves, and shouted: "Senior Brother September." ”

Hearing the call, someone finally responded, and September collected the wind control technique, found a gap, and fell into the bamboo forest.

"Master's matter, I have already told the Immortal King, and the Immortal King promised to save the master. ”

"Lord Immortal King?" "The Thousand Emperors opened their mouths, as if they had heard something extremely surprising, "There is still an Immortal King here?"

What is there to make a fuss about this kind of thing, September was naturally surprised: "The six worlds have their own masters, and the fairy world naturally has an immortal king!"

After getting along for so many days, Fan Xueyi already believed that the Thousand Emperors really had the ability to know everything, for example, their coming to Yuyao Mountain this time was a good proof, he knew the secrets of the Bamboo Immortal Clan, but he didn't know that there was such an obvious thing as the existence of the Immortal King, which was really too strange.

"It's him. The eyes of the thousand emperors were confused, and the people also trembled backwards, as if the wind could blow down, Fan Xueyi hurriedly stepped forward to support the thousand emperors.

"Ah Huang, what's wrong with you?"

Qianhuang pulled the corners of his mouth extremely reluctantly, trying to pull out a smile, but it was as ugly as crying, he grabbed Fan Xueyi's hand and said, "Let's go find Shaoguang and leave here." ”

Qianhuang pulled her and hurriedly ran inside, almost tripping over the bamboo shoots that came out, September stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky, and said, "Why don't you cast a wind control technique on the bamboo sea?"

These words reminded the two people, Qianhuang pulled Fan Xueyi and rushed into the sky, the bamboo sea was at his feet, like a green and fluffy carpet, the three of them ran forward quickly, and finally came to a place, Qianhuang stopped.

They fell back to the ground, and the Thousand Emperors stopped in front of a thick bamboo.

September followed, looked at the stout bamboo in front of him and asked, "Is this the body of the Bamboo Immortal Elder?"

Qianhuang's tightly closed lips didn't speak, thinking that it was a difficult and serious matter for him to cast a spell, but he saw that Qianhuang's hand flicked, and a huge black stone appeared in his hand.

The stones in the ground suddenly disappeared, causing the surrounding dirt to collapse and shake it.

Fan Xueyi looked at the black stone the size of a yoga ball in the hand of the Thousand Emperors, and there were some filaments wrapped around it, which should be the bamboo roots of the Bamboo Immortal Patriarch.

"This is shaking light?" He once said that shaking light was a piece similar to jade, but the big black stone in front of him was obviously a round ball, and Fan Xueyi was very suspicious that the Thousand Emperors had made a mistake.

Qianhuang pursed his lips disdainfully, too lazy to explain anything, secretly in his hand, the big black stone in his palm "clicked" and cracked.

The dazzling white light broke through the black stone and shot straight into the sky, and the vision attracted the entire fairy world.

The light gradually faded, and Fan Xueyi took away the arm that was blocking her eyes, and looked at the arc-shaped purple jade lying in the palm of the thousand emperors.

"This is shaking light?"

Qianhuang seemed to have lost his mind, his eyes stared at the shaking light in his palm motionlessly, and his face showed a kind of sorrow that seemed to be remembered.

The bamboo immortals around him woke up from the bamboo, stood aside and stared at the Thousand Emperors in surprise, the spiritual power emitted from the shaking light was too rich and pure, such a treasure had been buried in the ground for many years, and no one even knew.

Qianhuang raised his hand and lightly covered it, holding the shaking light in the palm of his hand, and suddenly, the light disappeared, and the overflowing spiritual power was gone, as if his hand was just an ordinary piece of jade.

"Tianxuan, Tianji, I found the record of shaking the light. ”

Suddenly, a purple figure floated in front of them, Zizhu held a piece of rotten bamboo slips, pointed to one of the lines of blurred ancient handwriting, and said: "You see, here are the seven artifacts, Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Shaoguang, which are the names of the Big Dipper. ”

Qianhuang once said to Fan Xueyi that it was because Zizhu didn't believe that he said two more truths to Zizhu, who knew that he really ran to inquire about ancient legends, this kind of ancient thing that doesn't know tens of millions of centuries was actually found by him, and what was even more surprising was that he actually recognized the words on it.