Araku weighed the bamboo in his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and then took off the jet-black ring on his right hand, and said to the jet-black ring: "What do you think of this carrier?" Originally, this scene may seem to ordinary people that Arashi suddenly went crazy, but if there was a monk next to Araina, he would definitely not think so, because at the moment Arano spoke, a powerful spiritual sense fluctuation flashed on the jet-black ring, although it quickly converged, but the air was still raised under this fluctuation. Huang Wu's eyes were flat, so he held the ring with one hand, and then said: "You either go in and be a machine spirit for me now, or you die, I feel uncomfortable with you every day with such an unstable factor." ”

At this moment, a kind laugh came from the ring, and then a white-clothed phantom stepped out of the ring. This white-clothed phantom is an old man in a soul state, white-clothed and white-haired, with an extremely kind face, his right hand twisting his beard, looking at the absurd eyes full of approval, and saying in his mouth: "The little doll now is really powerful, old." Kuano pouted when he looked like this, and then said casually: "Others don't know who you are and think you are a kind old man, but I know you." Du Shanhe, you have actually fallen to this point today!"

The white-clothed phantom's pupils shrank when he heard this, and then he smiled, and removed the cover on his body, and the kind Confucian aura disappeared at once, and was replaced by an eternal evil aura! No one can describe how powerful the evil qi that erupted from the white-clothed phantom's body at this time was, and it can only be said that if you compare the evil qi on Murong's body to it, it is like comparing a universe to a sesame seed. Although these terrifying evil qi have no real attack power, the impact on people's hearts and minds is absolutely unimaginable! Huang Wu looked at the white-clothed phantom, sighed boringly, and said to the white-clothed phantom: "What's the use of fixing these voids, isn't it just momentum, and I will too!" After saying that, the Buddha light on his body was full of brilliance, as brilliant as the advent of the Buddha country, and the circle of merit behind him was as bright as the sun, but it was not dazzling.

Only then did Huang Wu withdraw the Buddha's light into his body without hurrying, his eyes were calm as usual, he checked the bamboo in his hand, and said to the white-clothed phantom: "Du Shanhe, today you are unlucky to be planted in my hands, admit it, come to the bamboo." The white-clothed phantom was obviously very unwilling, one hand against the center of his eyebrows, and condensed the remaining spiritual consciousness in his soul into a thin needle and shot out towards the center of the eyebrows of the wasteland, obviously there was a trace of luck, and he wanted to directly destroy the sea of knowledge of the wasteland and then take it away, but unfortunately this trick was used by the wrong person, and it was used on the unknown demon of the wasteland. Huang Wu directly let go of the sea of knowledge, let the spiritual sense needle drill into his sea of knowledge, and then looked at the white-clothed phantom with a playful face. Just when the white-clothed phantom was rejoicing that his spiritual sense needle had penetrated into the sea of desolate knowledge, the white-clothed phantom suddenly felt a burst of dizziness, and the soul phantom also became shaky, flickering, and about to dissipate at any time, and the white-clothed phantom was horrified to find that his spiritual sense needle was directly devoured by the desolate sea! No one knew what was going on in the desolate sea of consciousness, but any spiritual sense seemed so pale and powerless in front of the desolate sea of yin and yang.

Huang Wu was obviously a little impatient, and said to the white-clothed phantom who was already a little erratic: "Du Shanhe, I'll tell you one last time, I don't have so much time to grind with you, you can either become my instrument spirit now, or die." After speaking, he mercilessly stretched out a huge spiritual sense hand from the sea of knowledge, and directly fanned towards Du Shanhe. Du Shanhe looked at the exaggerated spiritual sense big hand, sighed, and said unwillingly: "Old!" and then jumped into the bamboo all at once. The bamboo seems to be able to feel the approach of the Dushan River, and the surface has changed from the original sky blue to a pure white with tolerance, and the soft light envelops the Dushan River and melts into the bamboo.

With a lift of his right hand, he grabbed the bamboo, and the white light on the bamboo gradually dissipated, revealing the color inside. At this time, the bamboo was no longer sky blue, but the same black and gray as the evil qi on Du Shanhe's body, and the surge was extremely weird, and the huge spiritual power was windless and automatic, winding around the bamboo. One of the five bamboo leaves has turned black and gray at this time, and there is a large seal with an awe-inspiring power on it, if there is an old immortal-level existence at this time to see this seal, it will definitely be so frightened that it will be speechless, and it will seal itself into the world, and it is very likely that it will not appear again. Huang Wu touched the jade-like cold bamboo pole, and sang to himself: "Supporting the sky bamboo, bamboo supporting the sky, the five emperors are hating it, today the Emperor Du Shanhe, I don't know who it will be tomorrow???????"

Arai is quite satisfied with this bamboo, and it can be said that this thing is the most satisfying of the spirit weapons that Aragaku has forged now. In fact, Huang Wu is not only strict with others, but also with himself to the extreme! If Huang Wu can be satisfied with this thing, it can show how extraordinary this thing is! This spiritual weapon is based on the peerless and rare "Heavenly Bamboo", supplemented by hundreds of millions of years of spiritual springs, and is built with the means of reaching the heavens, and there is also a peerless powerhouse as the instrument spirit! The younger generation may not know who Du Shanhe is, but Huang Wu and some other monks of the older generation are absolutely familiar with this name! At that time, there were many famous orthodox geniuses, the cult was in a slump, and no one passed on the evil law, just when the cult was in danger and was about to be eliminated at any time, a terrifying demon appeared, and this person was Du Shanhe!

Du Shanhe, at the age of three, obtained the inheritance of the Honghuang Demon Emperor Kong Xuan, at the age of five, he was at the peak of the Tempered Body Realm, and at the age of ten he was already in the True Sea Realm, and when Du Shanhe appeared in front of everyone for the first time, he was already twenty years old, and at that time, he was the peak of the Heavenly King Realm! If there have been any earth-shattering things in the Nine Realms, this incident is definitely one of them, all the powerhouses of the good and evil factions met in the middle of the realm, directly because Du Shanhe made a brazen move! Although Du Shanhe was injured in the first battle, not only did he not lose his life, but he also had a deeper understanding of the evil way, and even deduced the evil Confucian exercises by himself! After Du Shanhe's battle, he disappeared and looked for traces, and it didn't appear until forty years later, and after forty years, Du Shanhe did not show any old age, he was heroic and sassy like a teenager, and his strength had reached the middle stage of the realm of the gods! The first thing Du Shanhe did after returning was to unify the evil way, regulate the evil law, take its essence and remove its dross, and sort out countless evil ways and divine skills. Du Shanhe was not in a hurry this time, and after waiting for another 20 years, the eighty-year-old Du Shanhe finally moved, leading all the strong people of the Evil Dao, taking the lead himself, and directly hitting the mountain gates of the Righteous Dao sects! In the past month, there was not a single grass growing everywhere he passed, except for some extremely profound major sects and sects that were spared, almost all the remaining righteous Dao sects were destroyed! This move shocked all the clans of the Nine Realms, not only for Du Shanhe's courage, but also for his terrifying strength! But after that, I didn't know what happened, Du Shanhe suddenly disappeared, and after tossing and turning, he was in the hands of Huang Wu. The sad Du Shanhe can be said to be a tiger falling in Pingyang, and has to become a tool spirit of the desolate, which is a pie falling from the sky for the desolate, sweet and fragrant.

Kuai waved the bamboo pole in his hand, and the bamboo pole flicked with a burst of gray-black afterimage, and there was no sound of breaking the air at all, but the strong wind that raised swept away a large piece of land. Huang Wu looked at the bamboo pole happily again, and said to himself, "Let's call it 'Emperor's Staff'." "The Emperor's Hidden Staff, not only takes the meaning of the Bodhisattva of the King of the Earth to cross the bitter sea of hell, but also takes the homonym of "Emperor Burial", burying the world's pseudo-emperor and the false emperor, which coincides with the desolate "Funeral Dao Divine Formula". Kuai put the Emperor's Hiding Staff behind his back, then casually put away the Escape Array, glanced in one direction, and then walked towards the hut in the depression.

In the direction that Kuashi had just looked, Yun Feiyue held up an extremely secret peep mirror, looking at the attack formation that had been destroyed by Kuai Endless and the sincerity that no longer existed, although Yun Feiyue was a little distressed, but he didn't say much, one reason was that he had tested Kuai first, and the other reason was that Yun Feiyue himself didn't have the courage to challenge Absura Bottom Line again, in case Kuai called his invincible master over, it would be a lot of fun. This time, although the Zhuji Gate lost the Heavenly Bamboo and the best spiritual spring because of Yun Feiyue's recklessness, the Spirit Gathering Formation is still there, so instead of going to the master of the wilderness to die, it is better to push the boat down the river to send the wilderness without a favor, and we will see each other in the future. But as for whether he didn't appreciate it and didn't take it to heart, then only he knew.

Deserted walked to the hut in the depression, the hut as a whole was built with the most ordinary stones, but after a long period of spiritual cultivation, there were some changes on the surface, and it was very beautiful. Pushing open the stone door, there was a jade bed in the room, a mahogany long table, a table of eight immortals, and two chairs. Not to mention these facilities in Zhuji Gate, even the outer disciples of Caixia Pavilion in the Human King Realm are much stronger than here, but the senior brothers of the past generations have inherited and used them, presumably to carry forward the spirit of hardship. The wall behind the window is engraved with a huge "Xing" word more than one person high, and next to the word Xing is engraved the name of the elder brother of Zhujimen.

Arashi sat down in front of the mahogany long table and took out pieces of paper with dense small characters written on them from the jet-black ring. What was recorded on these pieces of paper was the problem of the disciples of Caixia Pavilion that Kuamu asked the old ancestor to help transcribe and sort out, and Kuamu asked Shen Lu to copy it again, and now that Kuamu has time, he naturally has to deal with this matter first.