The sun is shining brightly, the distant mountains are verdant, and the winding paths climb over the layers of mountains, pointing to the sky, with no end in sight.

On the mountain road, the footsteps are brisk and the chewing sound is crisp.

"Woo, it's so delicious......

Panda Marimaru held a jade-like bamboo leaf and slowly nibbled it one bite at a time, reluctant to gobble it up, so that the wonderful aroma would slowly melt and diffuse in his mouth.

It was so happy that it burst into tears.

The spirit flowers and spirit fruits that I had been wandering around all these years and had worked hard to grab were regarded as treasures at that time, but compared to the bamboo leaves in front of me, they were as inferior as the wild fruits on the side of the road.

As long as you go to Beishan, you can eat such good leaves - so why wander? It is willing to live in the past forever!

Marimaru cried while eating, and asked cautiously:

"Kitayama no Bamboo, you won't lie to me, will you? It's not going to be a dream again, is it? ”

It had already learned that the red fox that easily crushed it was just a little demon, and the reason why it was so powerful was entirely because of the bamboo of the northern mountain secretly helping.

"Dreams?"

Zhu An broke away from the body of the red fox and turned back into an invisible divine thought, chuckling in Marumu's ear, "If this is a dream, then what you have to do should be - I hope you never wake up." ”

"Seems to be right." Even if it's a dream, it's a rare sweet dream, Marimaru nodded in agreement, and continued to chew the leaves in his mouth hard.

It eats very seriously, with a determined gaze, as if every bite has an extremely important meaning.

Zhu An looked at the little guy and felt quite satisfied.

Just now, he gave Marimaru a chance to choose-

If Marimaru follows him out of the valley, he will be truly cultivated, and he is expected to become a top powerhouse in the future and change the fate of the Iron Eater Clan.

If Marimaru hadn't left, Zhu An would still try to bring it back to Beishan, but it was just to nurture it, so that the bloodline of his old friend could be passed on.

It is not only a test, but also a fate.

In the past few thousand years, Zhu An has given similar opportunities many times, but very few have been able to seize them.

Marimaru is undoubtedly a lucky one.

"How far can this little guy grow?" Zhu An felt that he could look forward to it a little.

If the Iron King appears again, it will undoubtedly cause an uproar, and the former exterminators may have trouble sleeping, so they can only crawl out of the hidden grave and try to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots.

For Zhu An, this will also be an interesting thing.

At the same time, Marimaru was also thinking about a question:

The longevity of a plant creature that can become a spirit is often very long, so it seems that it may have misunderstood it before - this bamboo, which has lived for an unknown number of years, may have really seen the ancestor of the iron-eating clan!

As soon as he thought of this, Marimaru couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked:

"The Bamboo of the North Mountain, what does the ancestor of our iron-eating beast look like, and how strong is it? What really happened back then? ”

The truth about the decline of the Iron Eater Clan, even its mother's relatives can't tell it clearly, this is the secret that Marimaru wants to know the most.

Zhu An smiled and asked, "Iron Eater Ancestor? Have I seen it? ”

"Huh? You told you before—" Marimaru's eyes widened in confusion, and before he could finish his words, his eyes became in a trance, and his memories began to blur.

"Y-What did you say before?"

"What was I trying to say?"

In the end, Marimaru touched his little head blankly, forgetting everything, and continued to eat the bamboo leaf.

Zhu An also when nothing happened.

There are some things that are too far away from the realm of Marimaru, and it is not a good thing to know too early.

For the weak, confidence is likely to be shattered when the enemy is found to be too terrifying to be defeated. Even if you can hold on, the pressure on your heart will become a heavy burden.

It's better to forget about it first.

And the timid red fox Hongyun had already regained his consciousness and was leading the way in front at the moment, so he listened to this strange conversation clearly.

Oh my God, what a trick this is!

It was horrified in its heart, and couldn't help but look back, only to see Panda Marimaru gnawing on bamboo leaves as if nothing had happened.

Marimaru caught a glimpse of Hongyun turning around, and rolled it with dark circles, "What are you looking at?" ”

It was this insidious little fox who secretly went to Beishan to inform, and attracted the mysterious old bamboo, causing him to lose his freedom and live a happy life of being able to eat high-quality bamboo leaves...... Miserable life.

Do I have to thank it?

Marimaru opened his mouth angrily and bit down viciously, only to find that the leaves were about to be gnawed away, and the corners of his mouth twitched in distress.

Zhu An also looked at the frightened and frightened Hongyun, and said with a smile:

"You too, don't listen to what you shouldn't."

Immediately, Hongyun's gaze also became confused, forgetting Fang Cai's conversation, silently turning back and continuing to lead the way for Marumu.

Many things that happened in the past involved taboos between heaven and earth, and were buried in the dust of history.

Those who try to snoop will eventually turn to dust.

So even if Zhu An wants to say it, he can only say it to himself.

"The ancestor of the Iron Eater Beast clan is a very stinky fart, but also a very free and easy demon beast."

Three thousand years ago, North Mountain.

The Iron Eater Ancestor, a giant panda three feet tall, is using his claws to cut slender bamboo poles, then gather them into a circle and weave them into a huge bamboo hat.

He put this large hat on his head, pressed the edge with his paws, and walked to the lake to look down, feeling very satisfied.

"This king is so handsome."

"The quality of the bamboo planted by Brother Zhu is also good, it should be enough for a while."

The Iron Eater Ancestor took out a thick bamboo tube again, pried open the top and poured it into his mouth, the amber clear wine was like a string of jade beads rolling down, and the aroma of the wine spread like mist.

After drinking it in one gulp, the Iron Eater Beast Ancestor shook his head in intoxication, and praised non-stop:

"Wonderful."

"The recipe of this bamboo tube wine, although I made it up, but only the bamboo tube wine brewed by Brother Zhu himself can be called the best in the world."

"I can meet Brother Zhu, just like a fish meets water, it is a great blessing for a demon, you should drink a full cup!"

After saying that, he shook the empty bamboo tube, stretched his head out, and looked at a lone arrow bamboo beside him.

"Brother ......"

Zhu An said angrily: "It's all drunk by you, next time." ”

The Iron Eater Ancestor could only sigh, playing with the bamboo tube regretfully, and muttering in his mouth:

"It is said that drinking alcohol is easy to get addicted, I drink it every day, why don't I feel addicted?"

The mountain wind is getting colder, and there are clouds in the sky slowly spreading out.

Zhu An was silent for a long time, and reminded in a muffled voice:

"I am at least ten years away from a breakthrough."

"The son of the dragon and phoenix is too powerful, and his temperament is tyrannical, if you go now, you will die."

"When you die, you won't have any more bamboo wine to drink."

The Iron Eater Ancestor looked narcissistic, and said indifferently:

"If I don't go, who will? The sky is falling, and it can only be held by a fierce demon king like me. ”

"Brother Zhu, don't rush to the realm, it's easy to have accidents, let's cultivate slowly. There are treasures you gave me, and this big battle will see how I turn things around. ”

With that, it straightened the hat on its head, threw away the bamboo tube containing the wine, shook off its arms in a dashing manner, and strode down the mountain.

Halfway through, the mighty demon king paused, and sighed inexplicably:

"When I leave, I wish you a lonely day."

Zhu An was slightly stunned.

Immediately afterward, I heard it triumph again:

"Without me as the pride of the sky, who in this world is worthy of Brother Zhu's bamboo tube wine? You'll have to save it for me. ”

Zhu An scolded with a smile: "You hurry up." ”

In the breeze and drizzle, there was a demon king wearing a hat, stepping on moss, over the mountain, and disappeared into the vast sky......

Three thousand years later, on the path to Beishan, Zhu An looked at the thin little panda pill pill and sighed silently:

"I really want to take a sip of bamboo wine."

At sunset, in the clear blue sky, a little black shadow of the eagle finally appeared.