If the fire salt solution was poured into the foundation of the black bamboo forest by Lang Yun, the eastern continent, which was originally weak in spirit, would probably not be able to produce the same spiritual objects of heaven and earth after another thousand years.

But Lang Yun never thought about this. He was always afraid of death and just wanted to devour the black bamboo essence to gain eternal life.

Unfortunately, everything didn't go as expected. Before the source of the essence in Lang Yun's body was heated, it was taken back by the black bamboo essence, and he was also very unwilling to accept it.

He originally planned to get rid of the black bamboo spirit behind him and take the opportunity to escape. But he wouldn't mention whether there is a chance. When he thought that if the black bamboo spirit becomes stronger in the future, it would become a fantasy to find the source of the spirit. He also forced himself to escape and brought the black bamboo spirit behind him to the bamboo house.

Because he had not yet thought of a countermeasure, he could only kneel down next to the bamboo house and repent to the disciples of Taiyi Pavilion who had died tragically in his hands.

When Black Bamboo Spirit saw Lang Yun there, he had no heart to disturb him. While Lang Yun was not paying attention, he turned around and returned to the place where he had been excavated before.

"Wake up... Wake up... are you okay..." The black bamboo spirit came to the living person leaning on the tree and called softly, but it was afraid that it would scare the visitor and did not dare to get too close.

The person here was Qingxu. He had just seen a group of Taiyi Pavilion disciples acting strangely in the black bamboo forest before coming forward to check the situation. However, he did not expect that the group of disciples in front of him turned their heads and their faces were covered with black velvet, which was really terrifying.

Qingxu was frightened very much without any warning, and he was being frightened and was attacked by someone in a surprise attack. He fell into a coma before he could fight back...

"Although this person has no reaction, he has breathing. He should... he will not die, right?" Heizhu Jingpo learned from Lang Yun that a person has a difference in life and death, and also made a rough judgment on the situation of the person coming.

"We have tried it many times, but never woke anyone up... We don't know what you are going to do, but no matter how you say you have saved our lives, let's try again!"

In fact, the remnant soul at the foundation of the black bamboo forest is unconscious. It is only because of feeling the resentment in the air that the origin of consciousness is activated.

But if Qingxu had not come suddenly and delayed Lang Yun for a moment, I was afraid that the remnant soul of the black bamboo spirit would have disappeared into this world before it could merge with resentment...

When the black bamboo essence saw Qingxu's breathing smoothly, it was only when the back of his head was hit and was filled with red. He also endured the feeling of weakness and divided his black bamboo essence into Qingxu's body a little bit, slowly penetrated into Qingxu's body...

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"I was just too frightened at that time and accidentally made a heavy move. I hope you will be reincarnated as soon as possible and not turn into a lonely ghost and burned by the sunlight and destroyed it..." Lang Yun muttered while throwing the talisman he had stolen from Taiyi Pavilion as yellow paper and throwing it into the fire in front of him.

"Huh?" Just as he was squinting his eyes and muttering, the feeling of oppression behind him suddenly disappeared. He secretly glanced back and realized that the black bamboo spirit following him had left here for some reason. His originally sad face instantly became cold.

Lang Yun held the binding talisman in his hand tightly, and the expression on his face was particularly hideous in the fire. He threw all the talismans on his body into the fire, making the fire in front of him even more powerful.

Before, he spent a lot of effort to trap the black bamboo essence in the bamboo house. In order to prevent the black bamboo essence from leaving the bamboo house, he even went to Taiyi Pavilion to steal a lot of bondage talismans. Unfortunately, the black bamboo essence in his heart has left the bamboo house, and these things can no longer come in use...

Looking at the firelight in front of him, Lang Yun suddenly thought of the fire salt solution in his sleeve, and his originally ferocious face became excited again.

At first, he brought the fire salt solution with him, intending to use it as a basis for delaying time when he had to escape. But because he was reluctant to give up the source of essence, the black bamboo essence is no longer there, and he did not intend to leave in a mess.

"At present, the black bamboo essence has come outside, so there is no need for black bamboo poisonous catkins as a support... This fire salt solution naturally cannot pose any threat... but if I can trap it in the bamboo house again..."

Thinking of this, Lang Yun shook his head repeatedly: "But this black bamboo spirit is already extremely suspicious of me, I am afraid that it will not believe anything I say. What should I do..."

Lang Yun turned the jar in his hand and frowned. The wound on his chest started to hurt under the complicated fire.

Since coming to this black bamboo forest, Lang Yun has been suffering from wounds of all sizes and sizes on his body, but the rest of the injuries were healed under the cultivation level of the black bamboo spirit. Only this wound on his chest was left with irreparable deep scars.

This wound was cut by Lang Yun in order to gain sympathy for himself, but because he did not master the strength, he almost took his life. Fortunately, he was eager to survive and struggled desperately to return to the bamboo house. Otherwise, before he could obtain the power of immortality, he would have died under his own knife first.

"Anyway, things have reached this point, so I just bet again, betting that this black bamboo essence will not bet on death to save you!"

After saying that, Lang Yun picked up the jar and smoked it on the fire. Then he took advantage of the time when the fire salt was precipitated and several binding talismans were drawn from the bodies of several disciples next to the bamboo house, and then he walked into the bamboo house with the jar...

The black bamboo spirit here is not in good condition, and he has just treated Qingxu's injuries, so he is extremely weak at this time. Seeing that the man lying on the tree is still breathing, it simply left him here. After all, there are more important things to deal with.

When the black bamboo spirit returned to the vicinity of the bamboo house, he did not see the figure of Lang Yun, and he became confused. But at this moment, it suddenly felt a faint blood coming from the bamboo house, and rushed over.

When the Black Bamboo Spirit saw the view in the house, he became panicked. He didn't expect that in the short time he left, this person would actually seek a short opinion of himself!

The black bamboo essence will not be as kind as Lang Yun’s kind as he can to repay his grudges. It only remembers that if it weren’t for this person, it would not be able to use the black bamboo poisonous catkins to possess the ability to transform.

But as soon as it arrived at the bamboo house, it saw the man on the ground jumping up with a loud noise and directly scattering the fire salt in his hand into the air! And that was not counting, he saw him whizzing off a few more bound talismans, trapping it in it, and unable to break free.

"Hahaha... Black Bamboo Spirit, how can I return the things I gave? Return my essence source quickly!" The reason why Lang Yun "seeks for a shortcoming" was just to let the black bamboo spirit relax, but he didn't expect that the black bamboo spirit would easily take the bait.

"You...you are cheating us again..." The black bamboo spirit was teased repeatedly, and for the first time, it felt a sense of humiliation, and the voice was mixed with rage, "You despicable person! If you get the source of spirit, I am afraid that all the people in the world will be more at ease! Since you are struggling with each other, we can only do this..."

"Hahaha... Black Bamboo Spirit! Now you are imprisoned by the binding talisman and suppressed by fire salt... and now you can't communicate with the Black Bamboo Forest, what else do you have to struggle?" But Lang Yun said halfway, but suddenly felt that his body began to sore and swell, and he also felt something was wrong, "Black Bamboo Spirit, you...what are you going to do!"

"You are right... but don't forget that your cultivation is given by me! Since you are so unrepentant, I can only use your cultivation to destroy the origin... to eliminate the grudges of the past!"

"Self-destroying the origin?" Lang Yun's face turned pale. He knew what this self-destroying the origin meant, "No... no! I haven't obtained the method of immortality yet, I can't die here!"

Lang Yun just wanted to escape, wishing he could give birth to eight feet, so he could not care about the source of spirit? He directly sealed the bamboo house, rolled and crawled, and never dared to look back...

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The next day, Qingjing, who was sleeping soundly, was suddenly awakened by a noisy sound. She also rubbed her eyes and sat up, with a sleepy face.

Although he slept quite early last night, he was chased by a black-haired monster who couldn't see clearly in his dream for a night. He felt sore all over, so he was not energetic and yawned one after another.

"It's only been around since then... Is it the day when the old man comes out of seclusion?" Qingjing pinched his finger and calculated, "No... Isn't it still early?"

Qingjing was wondering in his heart, and saw a figure running from afar. When the person who came saw Qingjing, he also ran and greeted him: "Little Elder Qingjing... Elder he called you over!"

"What? Who did you say to call me?" Qingjing asked in confusion.

"It's the elder... Elder Xuanyang." The man said respectfully.

"Ah... it's really the old man who came out of seclusion?" Qingjing thought it was the person who came to stutter, but she didn't expect that his guess would become reality, and she muttered in a low voice.

"I know, I'll go there now!" Qingjing responded while wearing clothes, but he was about to take a step, but suddenly he looked embarrassed and said, "That... have you seen my elder brother..."

The visitor shook his head: "No, maybe the elder brother has already arrived at the elder's place... Do I need to go and call the elder brother for you?"

Qingjing scratched her head and said embarrassedly: "No need to be so troublesome. Come and help me untie the talisman at the door..."

Although Qingjing practices talismans every day, she only practices one type of talisman that detonates. Qingjing does not know any of the other talismans in Taiyi Pavilion.

In order to avoid Qingjing from causing trouble with the detonation talisman, Qingxu also allows Qingjing to master the bondage talisman as soon as possible, he left a bondage talisman to trap him in the house. He hoped that he would use this as a reference and understand this talisman as soon as possible.

But Qingjing is always thinking about detonating the talisman, so he naturally does not think about the matter of binding the talisman, so he is always stuffed in the house, which is also very frustrated.

In fact, Qingjing was embarrassed to speak just now, but he thought that if the old man Xuanyang knew about this, he might even laugh at him. He had no choice but to ask someone to help him.

The visitor didn't think so much, and he walked straight up to detach the talisman, but he looked left and right and looked confused: "Little Elder, there is no talisman at the door."

"No?" The things that were bounced back into the house yesterday were pure, but still fresh in memory. Of course, he couldn't believe it. But when he walked up to come and tentatively he realized that the binding talisman at the door had indeed disappeared.

"Ahem...I'm just kidding you. It's okay, you go back..."

Qingjing smiled awkwardly, and then rushed towards the main hall...

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