The bamboo forest is swirling, the purple light is swirling, and the faint fragrance is coming to the nose, like a purple fairyland.

"Purple Bamboo Forest? I seem to have heard of it...... It is said that the brush made of purple bamboo in this place has the effect of warding off evil spirits and concentrating the mind. ”

Li Lin recalled the ancient books he had flipped through, and was a little abrupt, "No wonder this has become the third place in Anzhou where cultural movements gather, and the bamboo forest in the world is the most famous in this place." The purple bamboo here is extraordinary, and with the blessing of Wenyun, it complements each other and is even more miraculous. ”

Before the Purple Bamboo Forest, there had been a lot of scribes, and the literary aura was surging, entangled with the purple light of the Purple Bamboo Forest, turning into a huge pillar of purple light, rushing into the sky, reflecting the sky.

"This brother, the famous bamboo hunting trip in the Purple Bamboo Forest, don't you want to try it? You only need to pay a bamboo fee, and maybe you can find a Purple Bamboo King! That's amazing!"

A voice came from Li Lin's ears, and a man wearing a purple costume with a faint aura of civility appeared.

"Purple Bamboo King?!"

Li Lin has heard that there are several purple bamboo kings in this purple bamboo forest, which are unpredictable and extraordinary, and the effects of warding off evil spirits and concentrating are even more ordinary purple bamboos, and there are even other mysterious effects, but unfortunately, the purple bamboo kings are good at hiding, and few people can find them.

It's just that I heard that those who have a blue blood pill heart and a heroic righteousness can get the favor of the Purple Bamboo King, so they don't need to bother to look for it, just walk slowly in the Purple Bamboo Forest, and they will automatically appear, which can be called Xuanqi.

"Forget it. ”

Li Lin shook his head, he didn't care much about the Purple Bamboo King, with his current vision, there were few people who could see it.

"That's right, the Purple Bamboo King is a legend after all, and I don't know if someone deliberately spread it. I've been here a few times and haven't seen a single one. ”

The man in the purple dress nodded, feeling a little disappointed and unwilling in his heart.

"Huh?"

Li Lin suddenly sighed lightly, and Ying couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, as if something had happened.

"What's wrong with Brother Tai, what did you find?"

The man in the purple costume asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing? It's just a few flies. ”

Li Lin retracted his gaze and said indifferently.

"Flies, impossible! How can there be flies near the purple bamboo forest?"

The man in the purple dress looked confused, and was about to ask again, but found that there was no one beside him, and Li Lin had disappeared, "Who is it?" But this fly ......"

"The Purple Bamboo Forest Festival, not only the scribes from all walks of life gathered, but even the barbarians of the three clans came. ”

Li Lin left from the side of the man in purple clothes, looked into the crowd, and at a glance, there were about a dozen men who hid their true identities and aura.

A faint blood-colored divine power circulated around his body, this was the power of a brute god, Li Lin had seen it before, covering all the breath on his body.

"There is something interesting about this brute god's power, and it seems to have a special and inexplicable connection with the literary tone. ”

Li Lin's fingers twisted towards the void, and a wisp of barbarian power wrapped around his fingers, turning into a blood-colored snake, which was about to bite his fingers, but no matter how he moved, it was like there was a barrier somewhere, and he couldn't even touch it.

"It's a pity that you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from me. Anyway, the matter of Ping'an County should also be charged with interest. ”

Li Lin muttered to himself, his finger pinched lightly at the blood-colored little snake, "Burst!"

Rumble!

The blood-colored little snake burst open on the spot, turning into wisps of blood mist and dissipating, and at the same time, almost at the same moment, the barbarian power on the bodies of the more than ten barbarians suddenly lost control and exploded directly.

Bang bang bang!

More than a dozen barbarians silently burst, and pieces of blood mist instantly dyed the purple bamboo forest with layers of blood, purple and blood, which was extremely strange.

"It's ...... Barbarians? No, some barbarians have mixed into the purple bamboo forest. ”

In the purple bamboo forest, many scribes were taken aback, and when they saw the thick blood around them, there was a strange power permeating, and someone suddenly shouted.

"The barbarians are really getting bolder and bolder now! They dare to hide their identities and hide among us as human races!"

"It's really bold! First there was a heavy loss in Ping'an County, and now he wants to destroy the purple bamboo forest and ruin my literary luck, which is really dampening!"

"Where is Da Ru, please come quickly!"

“......”

Many scribes shouted, there was a sense of the aftermath of the catastrophe, especially when they thought that these barbarians were hiding by their side, and if they did it, they were afraid that they would not have time to trigger the spirit of the text, and they would have to be in a different place.

Thinking of this, these scribes were suddenly furious, and the mighty literary qi gathered, and the endless white clouds rolled up, shaking the heavens and the earth!

"Boom!"

At the moment when the blood of these more than ten barbarians exploded, in the void, an inexplicable and strange force, ignoring the vast atmosphere that permeated the state city, suddenly appeared in the purple bamboo forest.

"Whoa!"

The river of blood rolled upside down, eroded all things, and everywhere it passed, it was very terrifying, and the purple bamboos were impregnated and turned into blood bamboos, and a drop of blood water fell, and with a bang, the earth also turned into blood and soil, a blood-colored world, which was extremely terrifying.

"Who trespassed on Anzhou, it's really bold!"

At this moment, there was a loud shout, from far to near, Haoran was full of righteousness, to the yang and the sky, like a sea of clouds sweeping, covering the entire blood bamboo and blood soil.

Whew!

The three figures, respectively from the State Pastoral Mansion and the State Academy of Literature, Li Ke, the State Pastor of Anzhou, and two Confucians from the State Academy of Literature.

The three great Confucians, all of them came together, and the mighty righteousness washed out, like layers of waterfalls pouring down, and the blood made a zizi sound, and then turned into wisps of white smoke and dissipated.

"I don't know which temple of the barbarian clan is wishing to mess with my Anzhou, destroy Zizhu, and defeat my clan's cultural movement, don't you want to start another big war?!" Anzhou Prefecture Mu Li Ke looked at the void, and drank in a deep voice, and the terrifying aura erupted, making the void shake.

"Phew!"

No one answered, only three black light pierced through the void and shot out, with a breath that broke through everything in the world, pointing directly at Zhou Mu Li Ke and the two great Confucians.

"Dongyi Marksman!"

Li Ke's face sank, he opened his mouth and spit out, and his literary qi converged, turning into three arrows, like three white lights, which collided with the three black lights and dissipated together.

Boom!

With an abrupt sound, like a thunderbolt bursting, like a landslide and tsunami, a gray stone mill appeared in the sky above Anzhou, grinding thousands of miles into the sky, like a huge mountain range, and rushed down directly.

"Sijon Hercules!"

At this moment, Li Ke and the two great Confucians changed color in unison, their whole body was full of energy, and between their hearts and mouths, there was a faint bold-like existence thumping, strong and powerful.

Drink!

As soon as he opened his mouth and drank, three pillars of majestic light rushed straight to the sky, gathering together with the literary qi in all directions, like an ocean hitting the sky, and like the earth flipping, shattering the gray stone.

"Nanban Blood Temple Zhu, Dongyi Marksman, Xirong Hercules!

Li Ke looked at the few figures looming in the void, and couldn't help but gasp, if it weren't for the inexplicable blood explosion of more than a dozen barbarians, they were attracted and guarded, otherwise they would be caught off guard, and they would be afraid that the consequences would be unimaginable.