Chapter 200: The Thousand Year Path

The little princess hesitated and held back her tears.

But she really wants to eat bamboo shoots, she will die if she doesn't eat bamboo shoots.

In the end, she couldn't bear the hunger, and the little princess moved the other side of the bamboo spirit and began to cry.

As a result, the bamboo leaves withered and scattered, and the bamboo turned yellow and weathered inch by inch.

The little princess sat dumbfounded, contemplating the bamboo behind Chengjing Bamboo.

"Huh." The bamboo that had become fine let out a sneer, "Okay, it's time to slaughter the neighbors of this seat." ”

The little princess stood in place at a loss, "Then I'll go farther?" ”

The bamboo spirit stopped talking again.

The little princess couldn't figure out the meaning of the bamboo spirit, so she left step by step, and came back step by step in three days.

Sitting down beside the bamboo spirit, the little princess said aggrievedly: "But. They either killed themselves or didn't give me bamboo shoots to eat. ”

After not hearing an answer for a long time, the little princess carefully reached out and shook the bamboo beside her, "Just, give it to a child. Belch. Let's eat bamboo shoots. ”

"A bamboo shoot has been practiced for a thousand years, and you can afford one a month?"

The bamboo spirit's voice was very faint, obviously there was no emotion, but the little princess still felt that there was a cool wind blowing around her, what was going on?

Wait a thousand years of Taoism?

Bamboo shoots are not his children, they are his Taoism?

The little princess was stunned and broke her fingers, she eats one a month, twelve a year, 240 in twenty years, and a bamboo shoot is a thousand years of Taoism.

That is, she ate his 240,000-year-old Taoism?

The little princess hasn't been in contact with anyone for many years, but she is not stupid, and she vaguely remembers some of the things she learned when she was a child.

The grass and trees become refined, and the cultivation is also to condense the ontology irrigation cultivation, and the first time I heard that the cultivation is calculated by the number of years.

The little princess said categorically: "You lied to me that I haven't seen the world." ”

Is a spirit with 240,000 years of Taoism not transforming?

Moreover, unless he is a fool, otherwise, why is such a strong person willing to contribute to her cultivation?

The bamboo spirit sneered, and didn't bother to speak.

Although I don't believe in the words of the bamboo spirit, the little princess has to ask for others, and she doesn't work against it.

So, she shook the bamboo pole again and pulled it along the hair: "Just give a thousand years of Taoism to eat, this time I will eat one for a year?" ”

The bamboo spirit simply stopped talking, and no matter how the little princess shook it, she didn't speak again.

Seeing that it was useless to beg for words, the little princess thought about it, did the bamboo essence dislike her for being insincere?

In the past, as long as she cried, it would give bamboo shoots to eat, did it like its tears?

Also, it has rained for twenty years on this day, but it has never been able to enter the roots, and I think this bamboo spirit likes her tears, and the more the better.

Then the little princess began to cry again, and the cry was earth-shattering, and rows of tears rolled down her sparkling cheeks, and the soil under the feet of the bamboo spirit was wet like beads.

As she thought, sure enough, the bamboo shoots grew again, and there were three more.

The little princess still had tears on her face, but her big dark eyes were getting brighter and brighter.

Holding three bamboo shoots, happy like a child.

"I know you like my tears, I've eaten your food for so many years, you want my tears, you speak, I want as much as I want, just give me a bamboo shoot, you don't need so much."

"Tsk." The bamboo spirit seemed to have a slight toothache, and finally said calmly: "You have never opened your mouth when this seat is." ”

The little princess blinked twice, but did not dare to speak again.

She wanted to eat it so much, she took a bite on the bamboo shoot, which was tender and delicious.

But she was reluctant to take a second bite, and the bamboo essence seemed unwilling to give, so she still had to save some food.

Twenty years later, her cultivation has already been sixty divine strains instilled, but she still can't withstand the energy expansion brought by a mouthful of bamboo shoots.

It's just a little longer than it used to be.

The little princess woke up after falling into a coma, still full of energy, she meditated and practiced, and stopped after cultivating a divine plant, and after the divine plant irrigated the dantian, she couldn't help but start thinking.

In the past, she knew that she couldn't go out, and she didn't have any hope, she only knew how to practice blindly, so she never thought about it.

Now that I think about it, although the bamboo spirit is exaggerated, it doesn't seem to be a complete lie.

The energy contained in this bamboo shoot is so strong, it seems to contain the essence of the sun and the moon, and there are some things that can directly strengthen the five internal organs and six internal organs, and the eight veins, and it can also quench the effect of the bones.

She couldn't tell where her body was strong, but she just felt that her body would become different every time she swallowed bamboo shoots.

Moreover, she still doesn't even have the ability to withstand a mouthful of bamboo shoots, so every time she swallows bamboo shoots, how does the excess energy that is enough to support her be resolved?

How did she manage not to die after she was unconscious?

It seems that she can't find any other reason than the bamboo spirit to save her.

Thinking of this, the little princess who has lived in loneliness and despair for many years seems to have seen the light, and her whole little heart is pounding.

She rubbed the bamboo with some affection, "You are a good bamboo spirit, have you been saving me for so many years?" ”

The bamboo spirit didn't speak, only the bamboo pole trembled, trying to shake her down.

The bamboo trembled, but the little princess nodded and admitted, her heart was soft as water, "I will repay you." ”

Bamboo Spirit: "Do you really want to repay me?" ”

"Yes."

The bamboo spirit said lazily: "Then don't eat my bamboo shoots." ”

The little princess glanced at the bamboo shoots she was holding tightly with difficulty, and made a difficult decision, "I, I've already opened the valley, I can not eat, I finish eating the three bamboo shoots in my hand, I. Don't eat your child in the future. ”

The bamboo spirit does not speak.

The little princess still feels that she can't go, if it is really the bamboo spirit that saves her, under the way of heaven, any cause may be the result, she silently endured such a big cause and effect of others, and it is the right way to have a relationship.

"And how am I going to give it back to you?" The little princess thought about it, and said a little lonely: "Otherwise, you can eat me, if the spirit devours people, it will be beneficial. Anyway, I don't know why I'm alive, I've waited for twenty years, and my mother didn't come to me, so I shouldn't have come. ”

"It doesn't seem to be good, there will be retribution for swallowing humans alive, otherwise, you will try to eat one of my hands first? I volunteered. ”

The bamboo spirit didn't bother to pay attention to her.

"You don't like to eat people, do you?"

"That's cruel."

The little princess thought about it, the bamboo spirit seemed to like her tears very much, every time she sprinkled tears under its feet, it would return the bamboo shoots, was it also afraid of indebtedness to cause and effect?

Thinking of this, the little princess said: "If you like my tears, then I will give you a lot, you don't have to give me bamboo shoots anymore, just let me repay your life-saving grace." ”

So, the little princess started crying after weaving a container out of bamboo leaves.

I cried from morning to dusk, from dusk to late at night, from late night to dawn, and the container was not enough, so I cried and made it up at the same time.