The Purple Bamboo Forest Secret Realm, the most famous secret realm in the South China Sea, Zhenzhou, is not one of them.

As long as the people in the world have heard of the purple bamboo forest, they all know that the spiritual material purple bamboo is abundant here, and the objects made of purple bamboo are even more famous, especially the famous bamboo lin armor, which is almost the treasure armor that Zhenzhou martial artists dream of, and it is more popular than the armor that is popular in the soldiers. But what is even more popular is that it is the purple bamboo ganlin that cannot be used to heal the wounds.

Because of this, the number of people who come here to practice is innumerable.

In the face of so many cultivators, Luojia Mountain, which sits in the secret realm of the purple bamboo forest, does not hide it privately, but opens the door of convenience to attract visitors from all over the world.

It's not that Luojia Mountain is so generous, but that the secret realm of the purple bamboo forest is too supernatural. The secret territory is foggy all year round, and the natural formations are dense, and almost every natural formation is a small secret realm.

So far, the secret realm of the purple bamboo forest is still undiscovered how big and how many small secret realms there are.

Ning Baifeng rented a floating boat from the pier and came directly from the ferry dock to the valley of the secret realm of the Purple Bamboo Forest.

On both sides of the valley mouth are rows, shops made of ordinary purple bamboo, people come and go, and the guys at the door of the shops shout vigorously to attract customers, vying to sell the maps in their own shops, how exquisite the wayfinding needles are, and also put forward some examples of using their own shop wayfinding needles to find treasures.

I don't know if the things in the store are good or not, but these shouts do play a role, and from time to time those customers who come down from the floating boat are moved and enter the store under the warm greeting of the shopkeeper.

Ning Baifeng stood in the crowd, silently looking at the bustling crowd, and finally set his eyes on the front of the valley.

Two huge purple bamboos crossed over each other to form a large arch, and in the middle of the arch was a whirlpool of water, from time to time people came out, but more people entered.

The ones who came out were basically empty-handed, and they couldn't tell whether they were happy or sad on their faces, and as for whether they found treasures, it was unknown.

Ning Baifeng looked at it for a while, didn't hesitate, and directly entered the secret realm.

After a brief period of blindness, my vision suddenly brightened up through the water mirror.

Countless verdant green bamboos appeared in front of you, and a thin mountain mist lingered in the bamboo forest, and the breeze came slowly, bringing bursts of swaying sounds.

He stood in place and looked at it for a moment, and then looked back at the way he came, only to see that the green bamboo behind him was everywhere, and there was still a water mirror at the entrance of the secret realm.

Ning Baifeng raised his eyebrows, feeling that it was indeed interesting.

When he was still on the Lei Peng ferry, he inquired about some of the secret realm of the Purple Bamboo Forest from Liu Yunlang, which is why he did not stop at the entrance of the secret realm to inquire about the news.

At that time, Liu Yunlang learned that Ning Baifeng wanted to try his luck in the secret realm of the Purple Bamboo Forest, and he was very disdainful, and clearly told him that it was best not to think about such a thing as hitting the big luck.

Luojiashan has sat in the secret realm of the purple bamboo forest for countless years, and the benefits from it are innumerable, and this kind of thing is still pitiful, not to mention that you want to step on dog shit for ten days and a half months, which is purely a fool's dream.

This is also the reason why Liu Yunlang was extremely angry when he learned that Luo Ru used diluted Zizhu Ganlin to heal them and needed to repay the debt afterwards.

Thinking of this, Ning Baifeng sighed a little, it is not unreasonable for this Luo Fairy to sit in the cross-sea Lei Peng, and his first-hand business experience is extremely admirable.

The injury is not serious, and she does not necessarily need a treasure like Zizhu Ganlin, but she decisively took out the diluted Zizhu Ganlin, and settled the account afterwards just to remind Liu Yunlang that you have to remember this favor.

However, the most difficult debt in the world is the debt of favors, and Liu Yunlang also knew this at the time, so he was seriously injured and had to slay the dragon, and this is the reason.

It can be seen that the preciousness and rarity of Zizhu Ganlin are not false.

Walking in the bamboo forest, Ning Baifeng seemed to be aimless, but in fact, he was very particular, and the purple light in his eyes flickered from time to time, and he could see the richness and thinness of the aura.

Spiritual creatures have their own spiritual qi to disperse, which he has personally experienced when he was forbidden for three hundred miles.

Naturally, this place is no exception, but after watching it for a long time, everything is extremely bland, not to mention Lingzhu, not even a personal figure.

Wandering alone in this bamboo forest for a few days, there is no gain, but digging a lot of bamboo shoots, thinking that day out, find a pot stove to make a bamboo shoot feast, the taste must be good, always eat dry food is not the same thing.

A few days later, Ning Baifeng found a place with a thick mist, stepped in, and went to the next small secret realm.

In fact, you can stay in the secret realm of the Purple Bamboo Forest for as long as you want. However, he can only pass through seven formations, which is the meaning of the small secret realm of the formation. No matter who it is, as long as they have traveled through seven in total, after stepping out of the eighth, they will automatically teleport out of the Purple Bamboo Forest.

So far, the Purple Bamboo Forest has not been found to be how big it is or how many small secret realms there are, presumably the reason is here. Each person can only pass through seven small secret realms, and then come in after going out, it may still be the same place, even if you go in and out countless times, as long as the luck is not good, it is possible to enter and exit only one small secret realm.

To put it bluntly, it's just two words, just fate.

Therefore, Ning Baifeng did not come in with a strong purpose this time, just follow the fate. I am fortunate to have it, and of course I will not lose my life, so I don't have to force it.

Kiss.

The sound of water waves breaking was heard in the air.

In the bamboo forest, Ning Baifeng's figure suddenly appeared, and before he could see the objects in front of him, there were two soft sounds.

Two women appeared beside Ning Baifeng.

One tall and one short, with a high back sword, thin and cold. The short one holds a flower umbrella, which is plump and feminine.

When the two women saw someone, they were obviously accustomed to it, glanced at the man in white with a sword on his back and a sword box, and walked straight forward.

Ning Baifeng didn't look at it anymore and stepped forward.

The mist of the bamboo forest in front of you conceals several bamboo houses not far away as if they were illusory.

The bamboo house in the bamboo forest has the feeling of a small farm yard, and a waist-high bamboo fence encloses the small courtyard in the middle.

In the courtyard, a gray-clothed boy was doing the work of a carpenter.

Seeing someone outside the fence, the gray-clothed young man stopped his movements and asked, "Are the immortal masters planning to stay, or do they need to buy Lingzhu?"

It's not strange that the young man sees a lot, and the immortal master who came to the house is nothing more than these two reasons.

When the woman holding the umbrella heard that there was a spiritual bamboo, she spoke first: "Take it out and take a look, you can get into the eyes, and you won't suffer." ”

The young man immediately got up, opened the fence, and shouted into the house: "Grandpa, a guest is here, and he wants to buy Lingzhu." ”

The young man led the three of them to sit down at the bamboo table used for hospitality in the courtyard, and enthusiastically poured tea for the three of them.

A light cough came from the door of the house, and a white-haired old man dressed in gray slowly walked to the table holding a few bamboo poles.

Five green bamboos with purple spots were laid on the ground by the old man, and they were of different lengths and thicknesses.

"That's all?"

The woman holding the umbrella took a look at it, a little disappointed.

The woman with the sword on her back didn't move.

Ning Baifeng curiously took a purple bamboo in his hand, weighed it, and then looked closely at the spots on the bamboo.

Green bamboo contains very little aura, and it is not stronger than ordinary bamboo.

Ning Baifeng silently put down the bamboo.

Perhaps because he had seen too many treasures, none of these bamboos he could look at.

The old man looked at the movements of several people, understood that these immortal masters were not eye-catching, and sighed: "That's all, it takes time for bamboo to grow." ”

The woman with the sword on her back turned to leave.

The woman with the umbrella stood up and smiled, "Farewell." ”

The boy's face was full of disappointment, and the guest came to the door, but left without buying anything.

It's like a boiled duck flying again, and the sense of loss can be imagined.

Ning Baifeng said, "Uncle, I plan to stay with you for one night. ”

The young man was instantly overjoyed, and before the old man could reply, he immediately ran to the house and said with a smile: "Immortal Master, wait a minute, I'll go and tidy up the guest room." ”

Ning Baifeng watched the young man leave, and then his gaze fell on the old man, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes.

The old man felt Ning Baifeng's eyes and asked, "Young man, is there anything else?"

Ning Baifeng shook his head, there are some words, it's better not to say them.

When we meet for the first time, it is most taboo to talk deeply.

The old man picked up the purple bamboo on the ground and slowly walked back to the house.

Ning Baifeng glanced at the teacup, didn't drink it, and then turned his head to look at the bamboo strips woven by the young man.

There is nothing unusual about an unfinished bamboo basket made of ordinary green bamboo.

After a while, the young man ran over and said with a somewhat panting smile: "Immortal Master, the guest room is ready, it's in my backyard, do you want to go and see it now." ”

"Don't be busy, let me ask you a question. ”

Ning Baifeng said, "Did you live in the bamboo forest, or did you move in later?"

The young man thought for a while and said seriously: "The immortal master said that he laughed, how can anyone who was born to live in the secret realm is just a matter of moving in sooner or later. ”

"The immortal master asked, presumably it was the first time to come to the Purple Bamboo Forest, if there is anything you want to know, you can ask directly. ”

The young man estimated that he had only met a guest for a long time, and he was in a good mood, and the cheerfulness of the young man gradually revealed, and the smile on his face reflected the confidence in his eyes, which was very attractive, "Although my grandfather and I don't know all of the purple bamboo forest, but over the years, we can always hear some news from the mouths of the passing immortals, and there are some things that you can't inquire about outside." ”

Ning Baifeng also smiled, the young man's appearance reminded him of when he was still in the village, although his current self was not much older than the young man in front of him, there was always a taste of the past.

"In that case, can you tell me how big and how many people you live in now? ”

Ning Baifeng looked around at this courtyard, and it was only a temporary idea to live here, after all, sleeping in the open for a few days in a small secret realm, although it did not affect it, it was not very comfortable.

The young man picked up the unfinished bamboo basket again, his fingers danced flexibly between the bamboo strips, and his face showed a clear expression, obviously the immortal master often asked this, and replied with a smile: "This bamboo forest is small in other small secret realms, only about one acre of land, and the aura is thin, not many people want to live here, so there are only me and grandpa." ”

It seems that as conjecture, the bamboo taken out by the old man before contains very little aura, and it is estimated that it has something to do with this place. The smaller the place, the thinner the aura, which is the norm. Of course, there are also small places with extremely strong aura, but this kind of place is too rare to be seen.

But with the young man's words, a new question appeared in Ning Baifeng's heart.

The bamboo forest is not big, but there are only two people living in it, and it seems that there is no problem, but it is actually very problematic.

Ning Baifeng is not the kind of immortal child who does not eat the fireworks of the world, he has been a beggar, he knows what it is like to be hungry. The grandfather and grandson live here, where does the firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea come from.

Go out to buy, how to determine whether to come in or this place. Dealing with people passing by, how many cultivators bring those oil, salt, sauce and vinegar and so on.

Many cultivators spend money to buy Bigu Dan, and it is too troublesome to even buy dry food, let alone this thing.

Originally, I just wanted to take a break from the place, but I didn't expect to lead to such a situation.

Or is it because he is lonely and unheard?

Ning Baifeng smiled and said, "I've been talking for so long, I still don't know what your name is........."

"Ping'er, come over for dinner. The old man's voice came from inside the room, coughing faintly.

The young man sighed, put down the bamboo basket in his hand, and said to Ning Baifeng: "My name is Li Ping, do you want to eat some together, the fried bamboo sunflower made by grandpa tastes amazing." ”

Ning Baifeng smiled and shook his head to refuse, the heart of defense is indispensable.

Obviously, the stir-fried bamboo sunflower tasted very good, and the boy ran happily to the house.

Ning Baifeng's smile faded, his fingers tapped on the edge of the table, and he calmly looked at the bamboo houses in front of him.

When the young man finished eating, Ning Baifeng asked him to take him to the guest room.

It is said to be a guest room, but it is actually a small bamboo house in the backyard, which is cleaned up by the grandfather and grandson for guests, and there are four bamboo houses like this in the entire backyard.

As he passed by the courtyard, a clump of green bamboo in the middle caught his attention.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this clump of green bamboo is just lush, and the qi practitioner seems that the aura of green bamboo is thin, and it has some ornamental value. But under the purple glow in Ning Baifeng's eyes, in the center of this green bamboo, there was a bamboo shoot the size of a lilac little finger.

Ning Baifeng looked at the courtyard quietly, then looked up at the sky, the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

It's kind of interesting.