"The red-leaf withered bamboo is produced in the land of Earth Fire. It is an ordinary bamboo. It grows on the Earth Fire for more than a thousand years before the Earth Fire erupts. When the Earth Fire erupts, most of the bamboo will be dispersed in an instant.
Part of it is angry, absorbing the essence of earth fire and turning green leaves into red leaves, and the bamboo body will wither as a result. Once successful, the wood and fire will be generated inside, and ordinary bamboo will rise to the sky in one step and become a rare treasure that monks all over the world are scrambling to grab."
Youyou didn't look back, her eyes no longer had the usual cold look, and she explained with a little excitement.
"Oh, so that's it."
After hearing this, Feng Jinghong said indifferently, leaving Qi Feitian on the side speechless. He shook his head and continued to explain to Feng Jinghong:
"Junior brother, you don't know something. This thing is a great treasure for both the sect and the luck dynasty. The six sects of cultivating immortals can use it to refine magic weapons. After being refined, it will be a top-notch magic weapon with two attributes: wood and fire; luck.
The people of the court can even plant it in their own luck, warm it up and refine it, and if they have a special mind, they can use it to display their magical powers."
Seeing that Feng Jinghong still looked neither surprised nor happy, Qi Feitian had no choice but to stop explaining the powerful effects of this thing and instead talk about the conditions for its growth:
"Junior brother, you will gradually know these things when you reach a certain level in the future. Let me tell you the conditions for it to grow. You also know that bamboo is a genus that requires a place with strong water and air to grow, let alone ordinary bamboo.
How much luck does it take to be able to grow on the land of earth fire for at least a thousand years without dying? If no one helps when the earth fire erupts, it would have turned into ashes. What's more, even the thousand-year-old mortal bamboo is a treasure, and the mortal bamboo growing on the land of earth fire is a treasure.
Among hundreds of thousands of bamboos, not even one can become this 'Red Leaf Bamboo'. Now you know how rare it is?"
After listening to Qi Feitian's explanation, Feng Jinghong opened her mouth wide and stared blankly at the half-foot-long bamboo, speechless.
Although everyone in the hall was shocked, they all knew that this thing could not be obtained with spirit stones. They were weighing the pros and cons in their hearts, but no one spoke.
At this time, I heard the old man continue to say: "This thing is among the top ten treasures that my prince has acquired in his life. It is not made from ordinary bamboo that is thousands of years old. It has been around for thousands of years. Moreover, my prince only got it for ten months. It has not been
Refining, so if you are interested in this treasure, you must make a decision early."
The old man's words were nothing more than adding fuel to the fire. It turned out that some of the people were hesitant to hear these words and did not even think about it. As soon as the old man started, they stepped forward and used their own secret skills to replace them.
"I see. Why is this red-leafed bamboo bamboo different from the master's one? It turns out that it is the best quality that has been around for thousands of years. No wonder the color is even darker."
Youyou frowned slightly and said softly.
Not to mention the intense reaction of everyone in the hall, even the few old men from the sect who came to congratulate him who had been sitting quietly with their eyes closed opened their eyes, and the half-foot-long dead bamboo was flashing with light.
The white-haired old man saw that everyone was gearing up and eager to fight for the withered bamboo, so he spoke again: "This treasure is not exchanged for spiritual stones, nor for secret skills, but for an opportunity for an expert to take action. Of course.
, you must be able to master secret arts such as soul searching."
As soon as the old man finished speaking, everyone in the hall took a breath of cold air, and their originally hot hearts suddenly turned cold. The soul search technique? I don't know how many years ago it was not circulated. I don't know anything else. It is said that it has not been around since the establishment of the Donghua Dynasty.
I heard that there is no one who can use this lost legendary skill. Is it just for show that the prince took out this red leaf and dead bamboo? Or is he really looking for a strange person who can search for souls?
No one else said anything, even the confident old weirdos couldn't help but be startled. They glanced at the prince who still had an unchanging smile, and then they confirmed that this was not a joke, and couldn't help but shake their heads and looked at it reluctantly.
The unattractive red-leafed bamboo looked at it and closed its eyes again.
Everyone in the hall shook their heads and sighed. Feng Jinghong looked at Youyou who was looking at her with a faint smile but asked strangely: "Sister Youyou, why are you smiling at me?"
Hearing Feng Jinghong open his mouth, Qi Feitian, who had been looking at the red leaves and dead bamboos, came back to his senses. He glanced at Feng Jinghong, who had an incomprehensible look on his face, and then looked at Youyou, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and suddenly understood
He said with some dissatisfaction in his tone: "Fairy Youyou, are you trying to pass down the secret technique from my junior brother Feng's family?"
"Gee, why are you so nervous, Brother Qi?"
Youyou picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and said with a smile, "I just have this idea. Whether I do it or not depends on Brother Jinghong."
"Look at me? What are you looking at me for? What can I do?" Feng Jinghong didn't quite understand what the two of them were saying, so she interrupted and asked.
"This is impossible." Qi Feitian couldn't help but say, "That is his Feng family's secret biography and cannot be exchanged."
"Haha, fellow Taoist Qi, there is no need to go overboard."
Seeing Qi Feitian's big reaction, Youyou was also stunned. She didn't expect that Qi Feitian would be so concerned about Feng Jinghong. She was stunned for a moment and quickly spoke to calm Qi Feitian's anger, "I just saw that this little brother is quite interested in this thing."
You can only say this if your heart is moved."
Only then did Feng Jinghong understand that it turned out that Youyou was talking about his physiognomy, but when he heard what Youyou said, Feng Jinghong was quite moved. He knew that his physiognomy could tell the past and the future, so he probably wouldn't let the prince
Rejected, thinking of this, he subconsciously turned around and asked his senior brother Qi Feitian for his opinion.
"Brother, if this thing is really that good, I will go and get it. It's not a big deal anyway."
Feng Jinghong turned his head and looked at Qi Fei Tiandao. It was smooth sailing all the way and no intrigues happened. This made Feng Jinghong, his first sister-in-law's disciple, quite excited, and he thought about using the bamboo as a
The meeting gift was given to Xi Yan. He knew that it would be difficult to find disciples of Longyin Sect with his own ability, but with this thing, it was different.
"Junior brother, this matter cannot be done."
As soon as Feng Jinghong finished speaking, Qi Feitian hurriedly spoke to stop him, "You and I are just low-level monks in the world of immortality. The red leaves and withered bamboo are rare treasures. If it weren't for this, someone in the palace would have been beaten for it."
If your head is broken and bleeding, even if you get this treasure, you will not be able to keep it as your own, and you will only invite death."
As soon as Qi Feitian said these words, even Youyou began to persuade: "Brother Jinghong, what Fellow Daoist Qi said is absolutely true. My sister didn't consider this matter carefully. Let's just take a look."
When Feng Jinghong heard this, he understood the great risks involved and hesitated for a moment.
But he said that the white-haired old man who had uncovered the red cloth spoke again at this time: "You don't have to worry, as long as you possess the secret skills of searching for souls, after the matter is completed, my palace will ensure that he returns to the mountain gate safely, except for
The prince's palace can also agree to one condition of this red leaf and withered bamboo. As long as it is within its ability, the palace will never refuse."
After the old man finished speaking, there was an uproar in the hall, but the old weirdos sitting above seemed not to hear them at all. Feng Jinghong asked very strangely: "Brother, now that you have no worries, why is it that no one speaks*
exchange?"
Feng Jinghong didn't understand why those people's eyes were filled with fire but they didn't take any action.
"Junior brother, I don't know. There has been no soul-searching technique since ancient times in the world of immortality. Even if there is, it is based on extraordinary spiritual consciousness. Non-spiritual monks cannot practice it. This matter can't be practiced in the human world.
It’s simply impossible, so although everyone is keen on it, there’s nothing they can do.”
Qi Feitian knew that Feng Jinghong had very little knowledge about cultivating immortals, so he explained patiently.
"Oh, so that's it."
Only then did Feng Jinghong understand the painstaking efforts his senior brother had just made, but since the palace was the guarantor, he no longer had any scruples, stood up, and walked directly in front of the old man amidst the surprised or mocking eyes of everyone in the hall, "Mr.
, can you give me this bamboo?”
As soon as these words came out, even the old monsters who were sitting with their eyes closed couldn't help but open their eyes, and powerful spiritual consciousness covered Feng Jinghong. Feng Jinghong suddenly had an irresistible thought in his mind, and felt that he was
There is no secret at all under these few rays of spiritual consciousness. Feng Jinghong gave birth to a calf, but he was not frightened at all.
A few strands of spiritual consciousness were withdrawn at the touch of a finger. It was obvious that this boy was just a foundation-building monk who didn't know the heights of the world.
Not to mention that Qi Feitian and Youyou were nervous in the audience and didn't know what to do. The prince wearing a five-claw golden dragon robe on the stage looked at Feng Jinghong with interest and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist wants this red leaf."
Withered bamboo? I don’t know what to do with it?”
He didn't even ask Feng Jinghong if he had any secret skills like Soul Searching Technique, but he asked Feng Jinghong what he wanted the red leaves and dead bamboos for, everyone was surprised.
Feng Jinghong smiled sheepishly, scratched her head and said, "I want to give it to a friend."
"Wow"
Everyone in the hall was surprised that such a treasure would be used to give away someone. Even Qi Feitian and Youyou didn't expect it.
"Oh?" The prince was also stunned. He didn't expect such an answer and was quite surprised. "It seems that this friend, Taoist Fellow, has a high importance in Fellow Daoist's heart. Okay, Fellow Daoist, come in with me."
After saying that, he waved his hand, and a circle of ripples appeared behind him. He picked up the red-leafed bamboo on the plate and walked in first. Feng Jinghong followed suit without hesitation.
Feng Jinghong felt dizzy for a while, and suddenly there was a light in front of her eyes. When she looked up, she found that the prince was sitting opposite and looking at her.
"Fellow Taoist, please take a seat." After looking at it for a moment, the prince said.
Feng Jinghong was not polite, walked over and sat down to help him.
"Young King Yi Zhongtian. I wonder what you call me?" After Feng Jinghong sat down, the prince who named himself Yi Zhongtian asked.
"Feng Jinghong, I have met the prince."
"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Feng. Xiao Wang is so polite." Yi Zhongtian said, cupping his hands.
Feng Jinghong also quickly clasped her fists and saluted.
"Fellow Daoist Feng, do you want this red-leafed bamboo?" Yi Zhongtian asked straight to the point.
"Yes." Feng Jinghong replied.
"So I guess fellow Taoist Feng knows the soul-searching technique?" Yi Zhongtian asked excitedly after hearing Feng Jinghong's answer.
"No. But I can know the past and the future." Feng Jinghong answered honestly.
"Oh?" Yi Zhongtian asked in surprise, "I wonder how many years have passed since my friend's secret technique?"
"As long as you are alive, I will know this."
"Is it possible to find out what happened thousands of years ago?" Yi Zhongtian asked with a slightly excited expression.
"able."
"Okay, then this bamboo belongs to fellow Taoist. Afterwards, I will personally send fellow Taoist to a safe place." After hearing this, Yi Zhongtian handed the red-leafed bamboo to Feng Jinghong without hesitation.