No one knows how the Bone Cemetery came to be, not even the pandaren warriors who have been growing bamboo here for three hundred years.

He was just invited to come to the Bone Cemetery and manage the entire Bone Cemetery by planting bamboo.

Three hundred years is enough time for the pandaren warriors to plant a lush bamboo forest and turn this bone cemetery, where waves of undead regularly erupt, into a sea of ​​bamboo with stable resource output.

The sporadic undead awakened by the purple evil moon will also be eliminated by the monsters in the bamboo sea.

There is no doubt that the creation of the bamboo sea by the panda warriors is a good thing that will benefit the present and the future.

But when listening to these stories told by the Pandaren warriors, the old regiment leader who was recovering from his injuries keenly discovered a problem. As an adventurer who takes money to do things as a mercenary.

The Pandaren Martial Master said that he was invited here to build the Bamboo Sea. Although the Pandaren Martial Master did not say who he was invited to come here, he thought the price was high.

Out of the instinct of a mercenary, the old captain used some tavern talk during the conversation, and the Pandaren warrior in front of him was also very upright. He spoke softly and said something that the old captain will never forget in his life.

words.

"My friends would not let me work for nothing. They found the fountain of youth bred at the core of the Bone Cemetery and shared it with me. My reward is eternal youth."

The Pandaren martial artist's expression when he said this was full of nostalgia for friendship.

But when the words fell into the ears of the group leader, they had a completely different meaning.

The year he was rescued by the Pandaren martial artist, he was a middle-aged man whose physical condition began to decline.

As a blessing in disguise, Blind Boo was able to learn a few moves from the pandaren, but he no longer has this chance.

Any living thing will fear aging, let alone an adventurer who relies on force to make a living. The impact of aging is huge.

Ever since he heard this sentence, the old captain's mind would flash back to the scene of the Pandaren warrior saying this sentence from time to time.

When he just recovered from his injury, he still remembered the panda warrior's life-saving kindness and controlled himself not to think about it.

But when the Pandaren Warriors walked out of the Bamboo Sea with them, announcing that their task of growing bamboo had been completed and they would continue to travel the world.

An uncontrollable crazy desire quietly grew in the old leader's mind.

He could not forget the Pandaren Warrior, the Pandaren who had existed for hundreds of years and was still full of energy and whose steps were like flowing clouds.

"Others can drink from the fountain of youth, so can we."

After leaving the Bamboo Sea, the old group leader said this to the blind boy Bu. They hid this secret in their stomachs and insisted on coming to the Bamboo Sea to explore once a year.

Although, they don't know whether the so-called Fountain of Youth still exists, nor do they know where the core of the Bone Cemetery is.

But the old leader, who has become obsessed with his mentality, has been leading people to search for him.

Not only did he conduct on-the-spot inspections in the bamboo sea, the old group leader also searched for information in libraries in various cities, collected various folklores, and spent a lot of money to visit various historical scholars...

When doing these things, the old leader simply does not look like an adventurer in the conventional sense.

After all, adventurers always look like they are rough and tactless, and know nothing about fighting but not culture. His daily life is often to complete dangerous tasks in various environments, get rewarded, live in a dream, and enjoy the admiration of others.

Although many adventurers will go to places like professional unions to continue learning various skills.

But they are not as extensive as the old leader. In order to find information about the Fountain of Youth, the old leader taught himself many ancient languages, as well as some elven languages ​​that are not spread at all in human society.

There are also a large number of classics and handwritten notes in his adventure group's residence, which is completely unique among the adventure groups.

In addition to letting himself know various information, the old group leader also promoted in various taverns that there are ruins of buried treasures deep in the Bamboo Sea, attracting many adventure groups to come and explore.

The various information returned by these adventure groups was summarized by the old group leader and became his assistance.

However, the exploration progress of these adventure groups is far less than that of the old leader with firm faith.

"I have been exploring in the bamboo sea, from the time when I was still strong to the time when I am old. If there is no result this year, you should take over as the leader of the adventure group."

"When the time comes, I will probably be like you and spend the rest of my life exploring the bamboo sea. After all, this place is really too big."

At the end of another day of exploration, the old team leader sat on the edge of the camp and talked with the blind boy in words that only they two could understand.

Blind Erbu also did not hide his inner desire. He knew very well that if he took over this adventure group, he would definitely, like the old leader, try every means to pursue the fountain of youth mentioned by the Pandaren martial artist.

He is not young anymore. When he was practicing martial arts in recent years, he never felt that he could improve.

"I have practiced martial arts so far, but I am still less than one percent of my master's martial arts. If possible, I also hope to have a younger and stronger body. Maybe I can continue on the path of a martial artist."

Clenching his fists, Blind Boy felt that he no longer had the same strength as before, and fell silent.

The old regiment leader beside him was playing with his pipe and laughing a few times.

"You still want to continue to become stronger, but I just want to make myself more comfortable."

The old regiment leader patted himself. Every day when he woke up, he could feel the pain coming from all parts of his body. Whenever the weather changed, the old injuries on his body would become particularly sensitive.

The sword wounds on the shoulders, the injuries on the knees, the broken bones on the body...

"Boy, after you take over the adventure group, if you can't find any more clues in your life, take this secret to your grave.

It would be too painful to give future generations an illusory and fanatical goal."

After taking a nice drag on the cigarette, the old group leader looked at the blind boy Bu who nodded in response, with the corners of his mouth raised.

He has been raising this kid since he was a child. He is very smart, but he is not good at words.

"This should be my last exploration. I have tried all possible methods. This time I found this little guy. He is naturally extremely sensitive to negative energy. Maybe he will lead us to find the thing we have been looking for.

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"Maybe."

These two guys, who take people to the depths of the Bamboo Sea every year, ended the conversation in the dark.

Guaranteeing rest time and maintaining one's own condition are compulsory courses for becoming an adventurer.

Even if the Bamboo Sea is not a challenge to their adventure group, they will not relax their vigilance.

Blind Bu, who had been silent all this time, muttered something in a low voice after the camp fell into silence:
Chapter completed!