After leaving the City of West Wind, Changshan continued the road he had taken more than 60 years ago and continued to go south. After traveling south for about two months, Changshan came to a castle called Bamboo City.

The name of the bamboo castle is Bamboo Castle, and bamboo can be seen everywhere inside and outside the castle.

After entering the bamboo city, Chang Shan didn't take a few steps before stopping in front of a restaurant.

"Takeyizhai!"

Chang Shan muttered to himself and walked into this restaurant called Zhuyizhai.

Except for the necessary earth and stone foundation walls, pillars, and long wooden beams, the whole restaurant is made of bamboo instead of wood.

The restaurant is not entirely made of bamboo, but the tables and chairs in the restaurant are all made of bamboo.

Bamboo tables and chairs, coupled with the strange fragrance wafting through the nose, Changshan seems to have come to a verdant bamboo forest.

There was still an hour before dinner time, but the first floor of Takeyizhai was full of guests.

Dressed in scribe's costumes and holding folding fans, these guests danced and wrote leisurely, and there was no food or wine on the table, only a pot of tea with a faint scent of bamboo leaves.

Chang Shan has walked a lot of places, and he is definitely well-informed, but this is the first time he has seen a place with such an atmosphere.

"Coming here to drink might ruin the atmosphere here!"

When Chang Shan was thinking wildly, a shopkeeper walked up to him.

"Guest officer, there is still a place on the second floor!"

"Hmm!"

Chang Shan nodded, and walked towards the stairs.

There are private rooms on the second floor and a large hall, but the hall on the second floor is not as full as the first floor, except for a young man and a woman sitting by the window.

Chang Shan didn't want to get in the way in the hall, so he entered the private room.

When he arrived in the private room, Chang Shan smiled at the shopkeeper and asked, "Is there any wine?"

Hearing Chang Shan's words, the shopkeeper replied with a smile: "Of course there is! Does the guest officer want ordinary rice wine? or do you want the unique bamboo leaf wine of Zhucheng?"

"Of course, it's bamboo leaf wine! Take a pot of wine and serve some side dishes unique to Bamboo City. ”

"Guest officer, please wait a moment!"

The wine and food of Takeyizhai are very slow, but each dish is very exquisite, and it is obviously made with heart.

Chang Shan has eaten a lot of local food, and he can be regarded as having a good taste, but he can't say anything about the small dishes of Zhuyizhai.

After eating slowly, Chang Shan began to ask the shopkeeper about the situation in Zhucheng.

"Where is the pill shop in Bamboo City?"

"Pill Pharmacy?"

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, bowed down, and said with a smile: "It turns out that the adult is an immortal, it's really disrespectful." ”

Cultivators are omnipotent in the eyes of ordinary people, and ordinary people generally call cultivators immortals. Chang Shan first heard others call him an immortal, and he was still a little unaccustomed to it, but after listening to it a lot, he got used to it.

"Do you know the location of the pill shop?"

"I know! Walk along this straight street in front of Zhuyi Zhai for about three and a half miles, there is a Zhuyin Pavilion there, walk along the street opposite Zhuyin Pavilion, you will see a purple bamboo forest, and the pill shop that adults are looking for is on the edge of the purple bamboo forest. ”

Chang Shan nodded, and just wanted to settle the bill and leave, he heard the shopkeeper say, "Have you seen Lei Gongling?"

Among the five elements, the golden wood leads the thunder, and in a mountain, the golden wood is vigorous, and it is easy to attract thunder. The mountain is easy to attract thunder, and the name of the mountain generally carries a "thunder". Many of the books Chang Shan read when he was a teenager mentioned names such as Lei Gongling and Jilei Mountain. Since entering the cultivation world, I have never heard of a similar mountain name except for the name of Thunder God Peak in the Legend of the Thief Saint.

"Where are you talking about Lei Gongling?"

"Southeast of Zhucheng, twelve or thirteen miles away. ”

When Chang Shan heard this, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he asked, "Is it the peak that looks like an inverted awl in the southeast of Bamboo City?"

"That's the mountain!"

The shopkeeper nodded and said, "Every year in July and August, when there are many thunderstorms, there are always many immortals who go to Lei Gongling to find treasures. ”

"They're supposed to be looking for Lightning Strike Wood!"

Thinking about it, Chang Shan smiled and asked, "Have you been looking for it?"

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly and replied: "The poisonous snakes in the bamboo forest of Lei Gongling are very powerful, and only adults have the ability to go there to hunt for treasures." ”

Chang Shan nodded with a smile, got up and stood up, took out two large ingots of gold and put them on the table.

Seeing the gold on the table, the shopkeeper's face was not happy, but showed a trace of disappointment.

Chang Shan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then he understood why the shopkeeper was disappointed.

For the shopkeeper, entertaining a cultivator like Chang Shan is an opportunity, but unfortunately, Chang Shan has nothing suitable for the shopkeeper, and he doesn't want to pass on the Dharma to this shopkeeper who only has one side, so he doesn't see the disappointment on the shopkeeper's face.

Out of Zhuyi Zhai, Chang Shan walked slowly to the Zhuyin Pavilion that the shopkeeper said.

Bamboo is suitable for making flutes, and there are many shops selling flutes in the bamboo city, and the toys in the hands of some children who play on the road in Changshan are also flutes.

Some of these children play with each other as a flute and a wooden sword, while others put it to their mouths and blow it, which is not very good, but it is also in tune.

"The local forces in Bamboo City must be good at sound attack techniques!"

Thinking about it, Chang Shan walked into the Zhuyin Pavilion.

Zhuyin Pavilion is also a shop that sells flutes, but although the flutes in the shop are not spiritual weapons, they have been tempered and can be used to perform some low-level sound attack techniques.

Seeing that the shopkeeper of Zhuyin Pavilion was not a cultivator, Chang Shan did not stay in the store for long, so he turned around and walked out.

Out of the Zhuyin Pavilion, Chang Shan walked towards the street directly opposite the Zhuyin Pavilion.

The street is not long, only about 20 zhang, and at the end of the street is the purple bamboo forest that the shopkeeper of Zhuyizhai said.

There are many kinds of purple bamboo, the top grade is called purple jade bamboo, like a jade carving, and the bottom grade purple bamboo, the bamboo leaves are not completely purple, such as the blue spot purple bamboo in front of you, its leaves have dense blue spots.

Even the lowest-grade purple bamboo is difficult to cultivate, and there are tens of thousands of purple bamboos in this purple bamboo forest, and I don't know how many years of cultivation they have been cultivated.

Sweeping his gaze over the bamboo forest, Chang Shan looked around and found that the shop closest to him was also called Zhuyin Pavilion.

"This Zhuyin Pavilion and that family should belong to the same force!"

Chang Shan glanced at the wooden plaques of several nearby shops again, and walked into the Zhuyin Pavilion.

The shopkeeper of this Zhuyin Pavilion is a woman in Tsing Yi who cultivated in the early stage of Orange Dan, and several guys in the hall also have cultivation in the middle stage of Red Dan.

Chang Shan glanced at the shelves and walked directly towards the woman in Tsing Yi.

"What do seniors want?"

"Do you have lightning strikes in your store?"

The so-called lightning strike wood refers to the kind of wood that is struck by the thunder and leaves a little bit of the power of the thunder. Some trees were struck by the thunder and did not die, and the lightning strike wood in it will absorb the power of the thunder and grow slowly, this kind of lightning strike wood is a rare Qibao thunder spirit wood. What Chang Shan is looking for is not thunder spirit wood, but ordinary lightning strike wood.

The power of the heavenly thunder in the lightning strike wood is one of the purest pure yang power between heaven and earth, Chang Shan wants to collect some lightning strike wood, he wants to use the lightning strike wood instead of pure yang jade as the material for refining the soul suppression tower.

"There are some mediocre ones!"

The woman in Tsing Yi replied, and took out three pieces of bamboo that looked like they had been burned from the storage ring on her hand.

Chang Shan picked up a piece of bamboo, looked inside, and felt a strange pure yang power in it. This pure yang power is not as gentle as the pure yang power in the pure yang jade, with a vitality and a tyrannical aura, it is the power of heavenly thunder.

"How do you sell this lightning strike wood?"

"These three lightning strikes are a total of twenty spirit stones!"

The value of the poor quality thunder spirit wood is also higher than that of the high-grade spirit weapon, but the value of ordinary lightning strike wood is average.

Changshan also knew that the value of lightning strike wood was not high, but he didn't expect it to be so cheap.

After pondering for a while, Chang Shan said, "How many lightning strikes do you have in your store?"

The Tsing Yi woman's eyes flashed, and she replied: "There are more than 3,000 lightning strike woods of this quality, how many seniors want?"

"More than 3,000?"

Chang Shan was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "There are a lot of lightning strikes on Lei Gongling every year!"

The woman in Tsing Yi said with a smile: "Every year, there will be at least three hundred thunderbolt trees on Lei Gongling, but in the past thousand years, there has never been a single thunderbolt wood. ”

"Just this lightning strike wood, Bamboo City also has a lot of income every year!"

"Most of the lightning strike wood collected by Zhucheng has to be sacrificed, and every year, Zhuyin Pavilion can only get thirty pieces. ”

Chang Shan nodded and said with a smile: "The more than 3,000 lightning strike wood, you are a little cheaper, I want them all." ”

The woman in Tsing Yi pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice: "Although there is a difference in the power of the heavenly thunder contained in each section of the lightning strike wood, on average, it is about the same as the power of the heavenly thunder contained in these three pieces of lightning strike wood. Three thousand three hundred lightning strikes, I count the seniors 21,000 spirit stones, how about it?"

Chang Shan thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

"Those lightning strikes are not in the store, seniors, please go to the back hall and wait for a while, and the juniors will go back to the sect to get them. ”

Chang Shan nodded, and walked with the woman in Tsing Yi to the back hall of Zhuyin Pavilion.

When the woman in Tsing Yi went to fetch the lightning strike wood, Chang Shan heard from the guy who entertained him in the back hall that the Zhuyin Pavilion belonged to a sect called Zhuyin Pavilion, and this Zhuyin Pavilion was the strongest force in Zhucheng.

Chang Shan didn't inquire too much about Zhuyin Pavilion, and after asking the guy a few words, he kept silent.

In less than half an hour, the woman in Tsing Yi returned.

After completing the transaction, the woman in Tsing Yi also gave Chang Shan a bamboo flute of the lower grade spiritual weapon grade as a gift.

Chang Shan didn't know how to attack sound, and the bamboo flute was of little use to him, but a bamboo flute of the lower grade spirit weapon grade was not worth many spirit stones, so he didn't refuse.

Out of the Zhuyin Pavilion, Chang Shan went to several other shops to take a look.

In several other stores, Changshan didn't come across anything he was interested in, and he didn't buy anything.

Chang Shan wanted to go to Lei Gongling outside Zhucheng to have a look, so he didn't live in Zhucheng, and when it was getting dark, he left Zhucheng.

Lei Gongling is not far from Zhucheng, and after a while, Chang Shan came to Lei Gongling.

The area of Lei Gongling is not large, the length and width are only six or seven miles, but the height is nearly 1,000 zhang, and it looks like an inverted awl. The whole Lei Gong Ridge is full of pillars, and Chang Shan has not yet entered the Lei Gong Ridge, and he smells the unique fragrance of bamboo leaves.