Lang Yun was injured twice, and his wounds were covered with dense black bamboo poisonous floss. Every time he woke up from a coma, he also found that his wound had recovered as before, so he took it for granted that it must be the role of the black bamboo poisonous floss...

It was not until now that he heard the words of Black Bamboo Spirit that he realized that the result was exactly the opposite.

Black Bamboo Spirit explained that the black bamboo poisonous catkin is bamboo mushroom. Once it comes into contact with human blood, it will grow wildly in its body, and then it will fall asleep forever like the Taiyi Pavilion disciples he met before.

When Lang Yun heard this, he couldn't help but feel scared, thinking that fortunately the Black Bamboo Spirit came to help, but the consequences would be unimaginable. But he didn't know yet that if Zhu Kun's bloodline was not inherited in his body, even the Black Bamboo Spirit would not be able to save his life.

Just as Lang Yun was about to say something, a rustling sound suddenly came from outside the bamboo house. Lang Yun looked out through the crack of the door and saw that it was the group of Taiyi Pavilion disciples chasing him, and he was also secretly complaining in his heart.

"Who are they?" Heizhu Jingpo said curiously.

"They are..." Lang Yun was about to speak, but suddenly became silent. He thought that his strength had increased significantly because of the Black Bamboo Spirit. If the Black Bamboo Spirit was known by these disciples of Taiyi Pavilion, they would definitely have to get a share of the pie. By then, I might not be able to taste any sweetness again.

"They are my enemies...they are the injuries on my body that they caused..." Lang Yun's face was gloomy, and two gleams flashed in his eyes: "Black bamboo essence, this matter has nothing to do with you, you must hide! I...I will lead them away now!"

As he said that, Lang Yun moved towards the door with difficulty. Unfortunately, he didn't take a few steps, but his body softened and his face turned ugly and fell to the ground.

"Your injuries are too serious. Wouldn't you go to die when you go like this? You will hide in the corner later and let us hold your enemies away!" Heizhu Jingpo hurriedly dissuaded.

"No! These people are vicious, I'm afraid they will be bad for you! I'd better let me persuade you to explain clearly, maybe they can let me go..." Lang Yun smiled bitterly and was about to push the door and leave.

"Since you insist on this, we can't say anything more... If they really want to do it, you can just return here. We will use the black bamboo poisonous catkins to help you escape from danger!" The black bamboo essence is now attached to the black bamboo poisonous catkins. It can be said that it dissipates when the wind is seen and melts when the water is seen. If it comes to an empty place, it will not be of much use.

"I appreciate your kindness... But you have also said that this black bamboo poisonous catkin will make people itchy and crazy, and the damage is too great. I really can't bear to see them suffer..." Lang Yun showed bitterness on his face, but he spoke resolutely.

"They are coming to harm you, why are you so kind to your enemies?" Heizhu Jingpo was extremely anxious and quickly persuaded.

Lang Yun raised his lips: "Oh, maybe this is fate! It's a pity that I'm not strong enough and is not their opponent... If I could be stronger, maybe they could listen carefully to me..."

Just as Lang Yun was about to push the door out, Black Bamboo Spirit finally couldn't help but speak, "Although we are born from heaven and earth, we also know how to repay kindness. Since the benefactor encounters difficulties, how can we ignore it... This is our century-old cultivation. You can use it to repair your injuries. I hope we can help you overcome the difficulties..."

When Lang Yun heard this, his eyes flashed, but hesitated: "No, this is your century-old cultivation! How can I cause you to suffer in vain because of my own trouble?"

The black bamboo spirit shook, and the voice was lost: "Not to mention a hundred years, what can we do if we have a thousand years of cultivation? We have been lonely for countless thousands of years, and we will continue like this in the future... The cultivation can always be compensated by time, but once some things are missed, time cannot be replaced..."

After saying that, a phantom appeared in the black bamboo poisonous catkins and shot straight into Lang Yun's chest.

The moment this phantom entered the body, Lang Yun only felt that all the limbs were soaked in a clear spring, and a cool feeling spread throughout his body. Especially the wounds on his legs were healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the filling feeling of blood and energy in his body also surged...

"Huh? Why does this little thief seem to be talking to someone? Could it be that... there are his accomplices in this bamboo house?" The senior brother of Taiyi Pavilion came to the door of the bamboo house and suddenly heard whispers coming from inside, and was also secretly muttering in his heart.

He looked back and saw a group of disciples staring at him with nervous expressions, and he also plucked up the courage to go forward and prepare to open the gate of the bamboo house.

"Oh my god!"

But as soon as he opened the door, he heard a loud "bang" in front of him, and a huge force directly knocked him back a few steps and fell to the ground.

As soon as the door opened, the little thief rushed out. The man just glanced at him coldly, then twisted his feet and quickly left towards the other end of the bamboo forest.

"Hiss..." The senior brother felt cold and uncomfortable when he was looked at by Lang Yun, as if he was staring at the poisonous snake. He was also extremely nervous and hesitant whether to leave the Black Bamboo Forest and find the senior brother to report the matter more safely.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother! Are you okay?" The disciples of Taiyi Pavilion hurriedly came forward when they saw the strange situation on their senior brother.

"It's okay, it's okay... I just didn't expect that this little thief was so cunning that I was out of defense for a while!" The senior brother quickly patted his butt and stood up, "Huh? Why are you three left, Ben Heng and Ben Ming?"

"Go back to senior brother, the two of them are going to chase the little thief!" One of them quickly replied.

"Not good! Chase!" The senior brother said in his heart that he was terrible and had no time to leave. He hurriedly chased Lang Yun in the direction of leaving.

The black bamboo forest in the depths grew well and there were not many roads for people to walk on. A few people kept chasing with their footprints on the ground. Not long after, they saw a Taiyi Pavilion disciple with his back facing them at the turn in front.

"Junior Brother Ben Heng, what are you doing here?" The senior brother slowed down and walked forward while saying hello.

But the disciple seemed to have not heard it and still looked ahead without moving.

The senior brother felt something was wrong, and he also signaled the disciples behind him to slow down while pretending to be relaxed: "Junior Brother Ben Heng, what are you looking at so trance? Can you share it with the senior brother?"

As he spoke, he walked behind the disciple and slapped the man on the shoulder with his palm. But the Taiyi Pavilion disciple in front of him fell straight forward with his strength and fell straight to the ground.

"Junior Brother Ben Heng...what is wrong with you? Junior Brother...ah!" The senior brother hurriedly bent down to check the situation, but when he turned the disciple of Taiyi Pavilion over, he couldn't help but exclaim, and his whole body was filled with chills.

I saw that the seven orifices of this Taiyi Pavilion disciple on the ground were covered with dense black velvet, and there was no longer any vitality.

The three disciples following the senior brother naturally saw this situation, but their ability to bear was too poor, and their abdomen instantly turned upside down, and they each fled to the side and started vomiting.

"Benming...Benming Junior Brother!Benming Junior Brother!" The man on the ground was dead, so the senior brother was naturally extremely sad. But at this time he didn't have time to feel too sad. After all, there was another disciple who was unknown to life and death.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of laughter sounded not far away. However, the burst of laughter was very weak. Although it sounded like laughter, it had a crying voice, which made people sound very painful.

"Hahaha... Senior brother... Senior brother, I'm here... Hahaha..."

"Junior Brother Benming?" The senior brother turned around and saw three disciples releasing and was just releasing, but he did not greet them, and rushed straight to the sound.

"Senior brother...I'm here...hahaha...help me...I'm so itchy...so itchy..."

The senior brother followed the sound and finally found Benming's figure not far ahead. It was just that because the black bamboo forest here was too dense, everything was not clear...

"Junior Brother Benming, what happened to you just now?" The senior brother approached and found that Benming had also developed a lot of black velvet on his body. He was also shocked, "Don't move, I'll help you get rid of these black velvets..."

"No... Senior Brother... Don't... Uh ah!" Before Benming finished speaking, his palm touched his body and immediately let out a scream like a pig slaughtering.

"Junior Brother Benming!" The senior brother quickly withdrew his palm, not knowing what to do for a moment. "Junior brother, hold on, I'll go find the eldest brother and elder now, they will definitely have a way to save you!" The senior brother was about to turn around and leave after he said that.

"Senior brother, senior brother, wait! Benming wants to ask you for something..." After suffering severe pain, Benming's tone became weaker again and he said breathlessly.

"What else do we have to ask for? Let's just say it!" The senior brother hurriedly approached his ears, but when he heard Benming's words clearly, his body suddenly shook, and there was a crystal clear sound in his eyes: "Benming! Are you trying to make trouble for me! How do you ask me... how can I do it?"

Benming also swallowed even more: "Senior brother...please... give me some fun! Hahaha... Benming can't stand this pain anymore..." Benming said, and couldn't help laughing a few more times, but every time he laughed, a drop of unwilling tears would slip down, containing a deep desolation...

"Benming..., Senior Brother promised you! Senior Brother... promised you..." The senior brother's nose felt sore, and he hurriedly rubbed the hazy in front of him, "Benming, what else do you have? Say to Senior Brother, Senior Brother will definitely help you convey it!"

"Senior brother... Ben Heng... is he okay?" Ben Ming murmured.

"Okay...he's fine..." The senior brother forced a smile.

"Senior brother... Then... Benming begs you to help Benming take good care of him..."

"Well, senior brother agreed."

"Since that's the case, Benming has no regrets..." Benming kept laughing, but his smile never came out so sincerely. Then he closed his eyes and the last tear fell from the corners of his eyes, "Senior brother, Benming thanks you..."

"Benming... Brother will avenge you..." After saying that, the senior brother started to write and wrote. The smile on Benming finally stretched out, and the only thing left was extremely peaceful...

And at this moment, an inappropriate voice sounded from behind.

"Hahaha...revenge? What a joke! It's obviously your move, who should I ask for to take revenge?"

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