It seems to be in full swing, but there are only three chances left, and this is not to punish the situation that someone may be picked, and most of these people are casual cultivators, and the things in their hands are really not enough. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lou Yi took out a shot for the rich man who paid 100,000 medium-grade spirit crystals, and selected a bamboo leaf, he happily threw it into the water bowl, and the bamboo leaf really turned into wine, this guy took the wine bowl and drank it all with his toes, and his eyes were full of disdain.

It's just that this is not a good thing for Lou Yi, you must know that the money he earned, but it is ruining the opportunity of many people, there are so many people here, there are already many people who grit their teeth, and their eyes are full of unkindness.

Lou Yi is not stupid, naturally he doesn't want to come out again, but the sky is not as good as people, there is a person who has something that makes him have to help, and the reward he proposed turned out to be a small piece of starlight stone the size of a little finger.

This is a seven-grade extraterrestrial meteorite, and Lou Yi has long been thinking about this thing, but it is an unavoidable treasure, with its small transfer array, it will fall, don't look at it is only the size of a little thumb, but it is enough to make one or twenty small transfer charms.

Lou Yi faced great pressure and completed the deal, and now there is only one of the original ten bamboo leaves, the crowd is restless, and everyone begins to gamble on luck, after all, if you don't make a move, there is really no hope at all.

Facing the angry eyes of the surrounding crowd, Lou Yi had already begun to think about how to get out later, he went out now, and it was clear that he would be attacked by the crowd, although he was not afraid, but after all, this is Beizhou, in case it causes unnecessary trouble, it will be worth the loss.

And just as he was thinking about how to get out, a light suddenly hit him, and then he disappeared in front of everyone......

Gao Dali disappeared with him, and there was a grumble from the crowd, "Damn, let these two guys run away." ”

"What is that light?" someone asked.

The crowd talked a lot, but after a while, someone shouted, "It's over, the bamboo leaves are gone......"

It turned out that someone took advantage of these people's stunned moments, and was very lucky to get the last wine leaf, so that ten bowls of bamboo leaf green wine, all of them had a home, and the next time the grass house opened again, it would have to wait until a few years later.

Some people secretly said bad luck, some people gritted their teeth, some people said that they wanted to wait for the two to come out, and more people left depressedly.

After a while, the yellow lamp went out, and the surroundings were suddenly pitch black, and the old man cleaned up the grass hut and went back to the inner room, as if nothing had happened, but at this moment, Lou Yi and Gao Dali came to a strange place.

In the center of a circular bamboo forest, there stands a section of bamboo, which is very thick, enough for seven or eight people to hug it, but it is only one section, on which hangs a dead branch, and a little new green is growing on the dead branch.

Lou Yi counted carefully, exactly ten, not only did he think of something, it turned out that this was the secret of Bamboo Leaf Green Wine......

Not long after, a figure came from behind, it was the bamboo man of the wine shop, he looked unhurried, with a faint smile on his face, when he came to the two of them, Lou Yi and Gao Dali hugged their fists at the same time, "I've seen Zhu Weng." ”

Zhu Weng smiled and nodded, and slowly walked towards the old bamboo, and when he came closer, Lou Yi found that next to the old bamboo, there was a bamboo chair, and Zhu Weng sat on it, gently touching the old bamboo with his hand, with an indescribable sense of happiness on his face.

Lou Yi stepped forward and looked at this section of old bamboo, a strange feeling came to his heart, the breath emitted by this section of old bamboo was not very strong, but there was a sense of incomparability.

It turns out that it has always been guarding this mortal, it is it using its own life essence to give birth to wine bamboo leaves, this so-called miracle, but this old bamboo is consuming itself to repay this old man.

I don't know why Lou Yi felt very gratified, the pine god was kind to human beings, and was worshiped by people, and in order to curb the snow owl, the blood warbler Mei incarnated as the Hemei Iron Tree, and finally preferred to sacrifice himself to die with the snow owl.

It is for those humans who misunderstand it and even harm its descendants, and when the Ebony Spirit Tree was dying, it used itself to bury the culprit of the Ebony Swamp and swallow the Void Worm, in addition to a great harm to the human race.

With their kindness, the Spirit Tree clan made Lou Yi feel their greatness again and again, but now this old bamboo stake has provided shelter for this mortal at the expense of himself.

The old man's hand gently touched the old bamboo stake, it emitted strange fluctuations, Lou Yi was shocked, and a picture suddenly appeared in front of him, a towering giant bamboo, surrounded by people, all kinds of spells, ruthlessly bombarded its body.

The battle lasted for nine days and nine nights, and at dawn on the tenth day, the towering giant bamboo could no longer resist and was cut off by its roots, and the greedy people plundered all the bamboo leaves on its body and dismembered its huge body, shouting excitedly.

And at this time, far away, there was a three- or four-year-old doll, he looked at this side with a tiger's head, and when the people were gone, he staggered here, picked up a broken bamboo branch from the ground, and clumsily tried to help it take it back.

Originally, the old bamboo was dying, but with the help of this little guy, it finally found a glimmer of life, it connected this bamboo branch, and unfolded ten bamboo leaves, so that it could breathe and reproduce.

More than ten years have passed, the little doll has grown into a young man, he will come to accompany Lao Zhu every day, take care of Lao Zhu, his face is always full of smiles, his smile looks very sunny, people feel happy.

But the good times didn't last long, and one day a few years later, he returned covered in blood, followed by countless torch-bearers, who were shouting that they wanted to kill the young man.

The young man was desperate, so he could only come to Lao Zhu, hoping that Lao Zhu could save his life, after all, on that night more than ten years ago, he saw with his own eyes, a towering giant bamboo, shining with turquoise light, bamboo leaves as sharp as a blade, with his own body to face thousands of immortals.

He fell in front of Lao Zhu in a panic, and when he woke up, the people who were chasing him were gone, and the surroundings looked a little different, Lao Zhu's bamboo stakes made a clanging sound, and the bamboo leaves rustled and chirped, as if he was asking, and seemed to be comforting him.

The young man cried, he cried for the first time, he cried very sadly, he cried in front of Lao Zhu, because he was poor, he was bullied, he lost his ancestral house, his father and mother were beaten to death, and even the girl who was good with him remarried someone else.

A young man under the age of twenty had endured the cruel world prematurely, and he was overwhelmed by the weight of this burden, and he did not laugh for many years after that, and even the number of times he came here began to decrease.

Until ten years later, he never came again, the memory of the old bamboo pile paused here, and Lou Yi's eyes were replaced by another scene, and in ten years, the old bamboo pile recovered a little bit of yuan, and it began to transform this place.

Arrange the barrier with its own strength, isolate the unknown danger, and spend ten years quietly, thinking that its relationship, a bamboo forest has grown around it, attracting the attention of the people of Hangu Country.

Someone built the road, which was the mountain road that Lou Yi took before, and many people came one after another during the period, but later it was too remote, so there were fewer mortals coming and going.

After more than ten years, a beggar with gray hair staggered up the mountain road and fainted in front of Lao Zhu, who naturally recognized him and the mortal who saved it more than thirty years ago.

It's just that he is only forty years old, why is he so decadent and old, why is he in the prime of life, why is he gray-haired and old.

The old bamboo stake fed him with dew to quench his thirst, and covered his body with bamboo leaves, so as not to freeze to death here, and after two or three days, he slowly woke up, but was shocked to find that he had come here again in an unconscious situation.

This time it was the old bamboo stake that saved him, although he saved the other party once, but the other party had already paid it back more than 20 years ago, and now he owes the other party a life, he cried, but this time he cried very desperately.

The old bamboo stake gently shook the bamboo branches, and ten green bamboo leaves hung from them, and the rustling of the leaves seemed to remind him that a few years later a grass house appeared here, hanging the sign of a wine shop.

At first, no one came, because it was too remote, and then the country of Hangu built a lot of construction and built Dengxian City, and it was discovered here by chance.

Many monks disdain the strange rules, but when they want to be unreasonable, they will disappear inexplicably, and over the years, the fame of this place has gradually spread, and many monks have come to visit.

The old man also has a dependence, during this period there is sadness and happiness, there is danger and satisfaction, the old bamboo stake relies on its strength, shelter the old man from the wind and rain, and thus spend decades peacefully.

The picture suddenly broke at this point, and at this time he realized that Gao Dali was shaking his body, Lou Yi woke up suddenly, and followed the direction of Gao Dali's finger, Lou Yi was stunned.

Zhu Weng had passed away peacefully when he saw the illusion just now, he left with a happy smile, until the dead hand was placed on top of the old bamboo stake, he leaned on the side of the bamboo stake, if it wasn't for the lack of breath, Lou Yi would really think that he was just asleep.

Lou Yi looked at the old bamboo stake, in fact, he also knew that for so many years, the old bamboo stake had used the little life essence he had left to make wine bamboo leaves, and it had also come to the end of its life.

Lou Yi buried the bamboo Weng under the old bamboo stake, bowed deeply to them, he admired this spirit, but also respected their friendship, with a little heavy heart, with a high force to leave here.

When they walked out of the bamboo forest, the original grass house was gone, and there was no grass house in the world again, maybe someone would come to look for it, but Lou Yi knew that it would not appear again.