Chapter Seventy-Seven: Conquering the Golden Bamboo

"Master, are you awake, what's wrong?" Although she could predict that Murong Jiu's life would not be in danger, but he never woke up and returned, Qi Ling was uneasy in the past three days, and now she suddenly saw him open his eyes, and her face immediately appeared with joy.

"I'm fine, energetic, and refreshed...... Murong Jiu smiled at Qi Ling, he twisted his waist and turned over, and his heels fell to the ground, his movements were neat and chic, he turned around and waved his hand at Steward Ruan, who looked worried, and said, "Steward Ruan, I'm fine, thank you." ”

"Hehe, it's good that there is nothing to do, my son-in-law will come here soon to meet with Murong Gongzi. Steward Ruan stroked his beard with his fingers, looked at Murong Jiu with satisfaction, and said with a smile.

"Hehe, there is Steward Lao Ruan to take care of it, I wonder if the singer is still there?" Murong Jiu, who was gentle and well-mannered, suddenly blinked his eyes and mentioned the matter of the singer again.

You...... Steward Ruan's eyes widened, and he shook his head helplessly and let out a sigh, alas, the son of a gentleman is a gentleman, and he doesn't learn anything.

Seeing Steward Ruan leave, Murong Jiu turned his head to Qi Ling and said, "Ling'er, how long have I been in a coma?"

"Master, it's been three days, and that day you have exhausted all the strength in your body, and you have fallen into a coma. In the past three days, Qiling has never left Murong Jiu's body, after all, for Murong Jiu and her, this place is still very unfamiliar, and she can't be careless.

"It's been three days, and I can't imagine that the overlord of the world is so domineering......"

Three days ago, the moment Murong Jiu fell into a stupor, the overlord's divine power and his own true yuan power were exhausted at the same time, and the feeling of extreme weakness hit his mind, and the boundless weakness spread to his body and limbs. The overload of his body carried the extremely strong power of the Divine Yuan, causing his internal organs to fall into a state of hypoxia.

If it weren't for his strange body. I am afraid that in an instant when he merges with the overlord Xiang Yu, he will be broken due to the majesty of his strength. The viscera were broken, the bones were shattered, and even the soul was broken, and he was killed in one fell swoop! Thinking about it at this moment, he dared to be terrified.

However, what Murong Jiu didn't know was that because his body had carried the overlord's divine power, he had become more and more resilient, as long as he could persevere in his cultivation, the tenacity of his body would definitely surpass the destruction of the overlord's divine power.

Murong Jiu snapped his fingers and struck the body of the golden bamboo he was holding in his hand. Said: "Because you and I have been asleep for three days, I don't know what you have to say, Daxian?"

"Heavenly Killer Murong Jiu, you have been asleep for three days, but I am missing a little because of you, what else do you have to complain about?" The Golden Bamboo shook its body and shouted angrily.

After the golden bamboo was pulled out by the overlord's divine power, the golden-colored roots on its body actually retracted into its body, and at the same time it retracted its bamboo leaves, bamboo branches, and torso, and what was held in Murong Jiu's hand at this time was a golden-colored bamboo pole. It is about four feet long and about the thickness of a child's arm, and the bamboo knots of uniform length have a total of nine knots, like a golden bamboo stick that is worthy of hand.

"Huh. It's a lot shorter, but it's more spirited. Huangzhu Daxian, people live to find the value of their lives. I took you out of the small space to grow. And living in a wider world is a blessing or a curse. Can't you guess?"

Murong Jiu waved the golden bamboo stick in his hand, and suddenly heard the sound of the screaming wind, he was full of joy, it was just right as a weapon, and it also had its own soul and mind, and the attack power against the enemy must have increased a lot, his mind turned, and he had already decided to completely convince the golden bamboo, and suddenly his face showed a well-intentioned look.

"I would like to be able to travel all over the world, but I don't want to be enslaved. Safely and soundly out of the fixed living space, the Golden Bamboo was also inexplicably excited, it thought for a moment and exclaimed.

"Enslavement? Daxian you think a lot, but don't worry, I won't enslave you, after all, all life in the world has the right to live independently, 'give kindness to others, give kindness to yourself', I still understand. "As long as there is communication, Murong Jiu is sure to persuade the Golden Bamboo to be used by me, the sincere expression on his face is quietly changing, and he is thinking about it again.

"'Give kindness to others, kindness to yourself'? This Murong Jiu, I can follow you, you have to give me that flute. "The Golden Bamboo has always maintained a clear spiritual mind, just because it covets that fairy-like emerald green flute, since it can send out a killing sound blade and evolve the divine form of a powerful cultivator, then if it eats this immortal flute by itself......

"Do you want the Qixuan flute?" Murong Jiu's eyes jumped, but as soon as his mind moved, he instantly understood the mind of the golden bamboo, based on his confidence in the Qixuan flute, although he was shocked but behaved quite generously, he reached out and took out the flute from his backpack, and said: "Since you like it, what's the harm in giving it to you? But if you follow me, you must be consistent, otherwise I will crush you and scatter your ashes, so that you will never be reborn!"

After giving the benefits and making a request, Murong Jiu's words couldn't help but make the golden bamboo agree, and replied briskly: "Okay, I agreed." ”

Murong Jiu put the Seven Xuan Flute and the Golden Bamboo Stick together, he and the Seven Spirits watched at the same time, the Seven Xuan Flute was able to create a magical fairy flute, and it was given the Golden Bamboo, the Seven Spirits were very puzzled, and the value of the Seven Xuan Flutes was much higher than the Golden Bamboo when carefully calculated, but from Murong Jiu's firm right palm, she could feel that he must have a plan in his heart.

The emerald green flute that was close at hand made the Golden Bamboo feel excited, and the bamboo body trembled, as if it had seen that in the near future, its name had spread throughout the entire cultivation world.

As for agreeing to Murong Jiu's request, the golden bamboo sneered and disdained, that was pure nonsense, Ya went back on his word, and he didn't believe in his words, I devoured the Immortal Flute and transformed into a human body, not only did I not fulfill my promise, but I also swallowed you!

The golden bamboo shook, and a large piece of golden light was scattered to completely envelop the Seven Xuan Flutes, and the golden light dispersed, and the Seven Xuan Flutes immediately disappeared, and were ingested into the bamboo body of the Golden Bamboo in an instant.

"Master......" Murong Jiu and Qi Ling's hearts tightened suddenly, and Qi Ling clearly felt his palm tremble violently, obviously the disappearance of the Qi Xuan flute deeply surprised Murong Jiu and Qi Ling.

However, in the next second, the emerald green light in the air flickered, and the Seven Xuan Flute was spit out by the golden bamboo, but the golden bamboo underwent a distinct change that was visible to the naked eye, and the golden light on its body gradually dimmed, until it disappeared in the body, and it completely turned into a verdant bamboo.

"Hey, Huangzhu Daxian, what's wrong with you?"

Hehe, the Seven Xuan Flute, a magic flute that can shatter the head of the green snake in one fell swoop and emit a killing sound knife, how can your Golden Bamboo be devoured, look at you being devoured, right? Although Murong Jiu was proud of the extraordinaryness of the Seven Xuan Flutes in his heart, he couldn't help but worry about the situation of the Golden Bamboo, he turned its bamboo body, and his face was anxiously shouting.

"Demon ...... Goblin...... Demon Flute?" The verdant bamboo body shook, and the golden bamboo let out a frightened cry, and then there was no movement.

Murong Jiu and Qi Ling glanced at each other, and they both saw a look of surprise in each other's eyes, because the golden bamboo transformed into a verdant bamboo, it actually spit out human words, although the voice was neither male nor female, it was disgusting, but it really rang in their ears, and it was no longer a spiritual consciousness exchange.

This must be the Seven Xuan Flute assisting the Golden Bamboo, Murong Jiu looked at the emerald green flute over and over again, what kind of flute is it, it can actually help the Golden Bamboo take a big step in an instant? Is it a divine flute, or a demon flute, he didn't know the way, but he vaguely concluded that it should also be a god, a demon, an immortal, and a demon, and its origin is extraordinary, and it is definitely not a mortal thing in the world.

Murong Jiu subconsciously glanced around, he immediately put the Seven Xuan Di in his backpack, it is too extraordinary, extremely secretive, the grade may be the real divine weapon, he has already decided, without high strength, he will never reveal the Seven Xuan Di, he lives in China in the later generations, and has seen too many crimes in the film and television that cause murder and treasure grabbing because of Huaibi - the husband is not guilty, and he is guilty!

"Murong Gongzi, the singer is here. Steward Ruan brought seven singers from the front yard to the bamboo forest and said helplessly.

Singers are women who practice vocal music, singing and dancing, they are all from ordinary families, and they do not have the financial resources and opportunity to enter the martial arts academy to practice martial arts, and become cultivators. But they are handsome, unwilling to be treated as village girls by fate, mediocre to the end of their lives, and they have become singers, at least they can still fantasize and look forward to one day flying on the branches and turning into phoenixes.

To put it bluntly, the singer is very similar to the show girl in ancient China, but the lucky ones are a minority after all, and many people have no choice but to fall into the land of wind and moon.

"Singer?" Murong Jiu observed the seven beautiful women, his body turned back, and landed handsomely on the hammock woven by vines, he raised Erlang's legs, quite the posture of some second ancestors, and said: "Okay, little girls, let's start with the song "There is a Beautiful Woman in the North"...... Steward Ruan has worked hard, please enjoy it together. ”

"Murong Gongzi, please, there are still some trivial matters to be dealt with in the front yard, Murong Gongzi forgive me. Steward Ruan waved his hand.

"In this way, I won't force Steward Ruan, Steward Ruan, please...... Ling'er came to me, singing and dancing......" Murong Jiu said seriously.

Looking at Murong Jiu's comfortable posture under the swaying of the hammock as he bit his cigarette, Steward Ruan kept sighing in his heart, a very good young man was going to degenerate, alas, he better go to the front yard, out of sight and out of mind, I hope that Huoyun Gongzi will draw a clear line with him and not be induced by him.

"There is a beautiful woman in the north, peerless and independent, a smile captivates the city, and then laughs at the country......" The singer stroked the strings and played beautiful music, a woman twisted her waist, her clothes fluttered, and the sound of a yellow warbler sounded in the air.

Murong Jiu played with and turned the verdant bamboo in his hand, he squinted his eyes and glanced at the figure of Ruan Butler in the distance, not caring what he would think about him, his right leg on his left leg swayed regularly with the ups and downs of the vocal music, and suddenly he smiled, and the situation in front of him actually evoked some familiar artistic conceptions in his spiritual world. (To be continued......)