It was another cup of tea, and the smell of bamboo began to become familiar again.

Zhao Fushuang sniffed around and found that the smell of bamboo behind him was unfamiliar.

It can only be folded back again.

After repeating this for three hours, Ah Bao really couldn't hold back and spoke again: "Sister, why have you been going around in circles all the time." ”

Zhao Fushuang became more and more calm, and she said calmly: "Who said that going in circles is not a way out?" ”

Po nodded obediently and followed.

Bao's words also made Zhao Fushuang doubt himself.

Does it mean that she was wrong in her guess?

But she is naturally rebellious, and she can't be sure that what she believes must be wrong, so she is unwilling to admit defeat.

Zhao Fushuang ignored the outside world and only focused on smelling the smell of bamboo.

Another day and night, Zhao Fushuang felt that he smelled the breath of bamboo, and the whole person was a little stunned.

Otherwise, why does she have the feeling that as she smells more and more bamboo, her sense of smell becomes more and more sensitive?

Now she doesn't seem to be able to distinguish the different smells without having to lie on the bamboo.

Zhao Fushuang hesitated: "Bao, is the fog outside dispersed?" ”

"No, the fog is getting bigger, and I won't be able to see you if it goes on like this."

Zhao Fushuang: "......"

So, is her sense of smell really improving?

Moreover, the speed of this ascension is very subtle, it is not a divine strain tank, and there is a feeling of epiphany that can only be achieved after detecting the Heavenly Dao.

But she didn't have an epiphany in the Heavenly Dao.

On the contrary, it was as if this bamboo had chewed up some things about the way of heaven and forcibly instilled them in her.

This bamboo is definitely a good thing.

Zhao Fushuang said to Bao: "You have time to smell more bamboo and eat less." ”

Bao: "Sister, the fog is so big that I can't smell anything." ”

“……”

Yes!

Zhao Fushuang sank down and continued to smell the bamboo.

Finally, after another day and a night, Ah Bao finally said happily: "Sister, the fog is receding." ”

At this time, Zhao Fushuang felt that his sense of smell should be as good as the Sanshen strain tank.

Zhao Fushuang smelled the bamboo even faster.

Another hour, Ah Bao shouted: "Sister, the fog has dissipated. ”

After a moment, Ah Bao said timidly: "Sister, there is a stone table, two stone benches appear, and there is also a bamboo." ”

Zhao Fu froze in place, her sense of smell at that time was comparable to the improvement of the four god strain.

For the first time, I realized the wonders of the cultivation of the Divine Plant in vitro, and the feeling of comfort was exhausted!

Actually, without Ah Bao's reminder, she also sniffed out the difference.

She smelled it, it was the same bamboo fragrance on Yi Huang's body, especially refreshing!

Zhao Fushuang slowly pulled off the black silk on his eyes.

The entrance is a tall and verdant bamboo, the bamboo knots are tall and stout, and the branches and foliage are luxuriant and prosperous.

Independent of all bamboo, it sways in the wind.

Tall and flamboyant and quietly stared at her.

This scene is so familiar!

Where had she seen it?

Zhao Fushuang looked at the bamboo branches fluttering in the wind and was in a trance for a while, as if there was a long river of time between the two.

When I look back, one person and one bamboo seem to have crossed from the end of the years to the end of the years.

The bamboo also seemed to stare at her for a long time, and finally, Qingyue, who was dyed with a smile, teased from Cuizhu: "After a million years, the person who dares to break into the secluded road of this seat still wants to be a peerless goddess." ”

At that moment, Zhao Fushuang's Zhihai struggled desperately and restlessly, and her tears seemed to be out of her control, rolling to the ground one by one.

As Zhao Fushuang's tears soaked into the soil, bamboo shoots emerged from the ground.

The bamboo let the little bamboo shoots rise, and there was a hint of a smile in his cold voice, "Little princess, why are you still chasing after tears?" ”

Zhao Fushuang approached the bamboo step by step, and muttered two words between his lips: "Yi Huang." ”

The Qingyue's voice was low again, and there was a faint overflow of restraint: "This seat is called Youhuan, and the little princess can remember it." ”

"Secluded Fence."

Zhao Fu's eyes were dull, and when he muttered these two words, the white mangs in the sea fluctuated violently.

In the blink of an eye, because his body could not withstand the violent fluctuation of Zhihai, Zhao Fu fell to the ground softly.

When Zhao Fushuang fell to the ground, the bamboo branch stretched out and caught her.

Slowly, the bamboo branches pulled her into the bamboo leaves, and some branches smoothed her messy sideburns, lingering on her cheeks with infinite nostalgia.

After a long time, Nazhu smiled: "Don't be in a hurry, grow slowly, and see you again." ”

Wisps of glency poured into her body, suppressing her restless sea of knowledge.

In three days, Zhao Fushuang slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, Zhao Fushuang was still among the bamboo branches.

At that moment, she stiffened and was at a loss.

Although the body is bamboo, this is a person!

I have the heart to leave, but I don't want to go down.

Zhu Ziqingyue's laughing voice sounded in her ears again: "The little princess still refuses to leave, is this still in love with this seat?" ”

Zhao Fushuang was still uncomfortable to death, but he instinctively replied: "Yi Huang, you are shameless!" ”

His voice was quite pleasant: "Is his name Yi Huang now?" ”

Zhao Fu's eyes widened: "Aren't you him?" ”

His voice was a little stunned, "Yes and no." ”

Zhao Fushuang didn't understand, she didn't even know what the situation was now.

But it seems that she seems to understand something.

He should be like Granny Fire Tree, just a remnant of her past.

And Yi Huang is a flesh-and-blood person, a brand new person!

Therefore, when she encounters the past, her emotions will fluctuate, but she will not meet Yi Huang.

After a long time, Zhao Fushuang said: "I'm just Zhao Fushuang, not a little princess." ”

"It doesn't matter." Who knew that the bamboo chuckled, "It's good to be from this seat." ”

Zhao Fu's heart and mouth are weightless.

In the blink of an eye, Bamboo's figure became weaker and weaker, and she panicked: "Where are you going?" ”

The bamboo was silent again.

Zhao Fu's eyes opened his eyes to see the bamboo and the bamboo shoots on the ground gradually turn into stars.

In the blink of an eye, an abyss appeared in the depths of the bamboo forest.

At the end of the abyss, the vast four seas, the boundless heaven and earth, countless green bamboos swaying in the wind.

Colorful stars dot the heavens and the earth, densely packed with countless green elves, accompanied by countless rumored heaven and earth beasts, flying and spinning among the green bamboos.

The sun, moon and stars hang in the sky at the same time, and there are waterfalls falling from the sky, falling into a river, infiltrating the boundless bamboo sea.

Suddenly, the stars in the sky flickered and fell at the same time, and the stars began to rain in the forest sea, and the sound of the rain hit hundreds of millions of bamboos, becoming the sound of the sky.

Bathing in this rain of stars, Zhao Fushuang only felt that his body was surging with qi and blood, and the mana in the dantian was soaring.

The rain of stars fell for less than three breaths, and then stopped and dissipated.

The mana in Zhao Fu's double dantian stopped growing after the fifty-nine divine strains were injected.

As the rain of stars stopped, the boundless sea of bamboo seemed to flicker and disillusion a little bit.

A voice came from the endless sea of stars: "Little princess, we will meet again." ”