I was in the bamboo forest under the volcano, watching the mangosteen flowers blooming on the pavilion.
In this month, a very small number of bamboos have died after blooming. This is just the beginning. The next two months will be the time when a large number of rouge bamboos die. It is also the time when Hsinchu breaks out of the ground. Due to planting reasons, life
Alternations will occur in large numbers during this time period.
There was no movement in the crater. Only the strong and sometimes weak smoke eruptions showed the activity of the volcano. However, Hou Zi did not feel any sign of human control. There may not be any, but it is also possible that his level is too low.
More and more rouge bamboos are beginning to die, and blooming is the last and only time in their lives, so let them go.
What Hou Zi realized was the withering of life, just as he felt the changes of the four seasons when he was in the upper realm. The four seasons, the alternation of life and death, are part of nature.
Originally, according to his plan, more emphasis was placed on the second half of the alternation of life, the rebirth of Po Zhu, but one month passed in a blink of an eye, and Mrs. Bamboo had not yet come.
Looking at the five Zhudao monks he had found, Hou Zi sighed,
"You just wait here. I'll go down to check the truth. Don't come down until you get some news from me."
Fengweizhu insisted, "I should go down."
Hou Zi was rude and said, "Is it useful for you to go down? It's just that the master sings and the apprentice follows... You guys can't persuade Madam."
Fengweizhu was speechless. This was a bit unpleasant to hear, but it was true. They had become accustomed to this swordsman's style these days. There was no malice, but his words were too direct.
The little fairy was very careful, "If senior brother doesn't come up, we can't just wait like this?"
Hou Zi said meaningfully, "The volcano is an active volcano, which means that no one can go down too deep, and it will not be too difficult to transmit information; it is more likely that people below are unwilling to spread the news, rather than that it cannot be spread."
Send out news.
Mrs. Zhu has warned you not to go down because she is your master, but I am not her apprentice."
Several people came to the crater. Hou Zi felt the temperature here, and it was still within the range he could bear.
"Let it last for one month. If I don't come up after one month, it's up to you to do whatever you want."
Without waiting for anyone to answer, he jumped into the crater, and he was already slowly falling down. The environment inside the crater was even worse than he imagined, but after staying here for a month, he had already tried it a few times.
After making a preliminary judgment on the environment, the reason why I dared to come in alone was of course that I had a certain degree of confidence.
Inside the crater, the most dangerous direct threat is the temperature, as well as the increasingly obvious phenomenon of elemental magnetism interfering with the operation of mana the deeper you go.
Theoretically, when a monk uses his magic power to form a barrier around his body, or uses a targeted magic weapon, he can effectively isolate the influence of heat. The depth and time of the monk's dive are determined by the depth of his magic power and his ability to convert the five elements.
However, the further you go down, the more complex the various forces under the earth's crust become. Especially the existence of the power of magnetism, which will greatly affect the operation of the monks' magic power, which makes it impossible for the monks to achieve their theoretical goals.
The deepest position achievable.
The power of metamagnetism is everywhere underground, but it is very weak in most places and does not affect anything. However, places like Blue Island are special cases; in an environment like an active volcano, the power of metamagnetism increases the further down you go.
The greater the impact, but this impact does not worry him.
This is why he would rather go down alone than travel with others.
He can protect himself well, but he may not be able to protect his companions well.
During the descent, the temperature is getting higher and higher, the smoke particles are getting thicker and thicker, and the other five senses among the six senses have long since expired. Only the divine sense is still barely usable, but the detection distance is also constantly shrinking. .
The location where the senior Jindan set up the formation may not be a big deal to him, but it is nothing to the monks in the Third Realm of Tongtian. Madam Zhu has been unwilling to pass on the method of entering to her disciples, nor does she Do you know why you are considering it?
These five disciples must have secretly sneaked into the crater in the past month. Hou Zi knew that they just didn't break it. They were not strong enough and did not go deep enough, so they could only return without success.
As the depth of descent became deeper and deeper, he also felt the pressure, and the mana in his body was transported, using the geomagnetic force to balance the body's mana shield and maintain the necessary body temperature.
It has dropped to fifty feet. He estimates that his limit is around a hundred feet. This is his goal. If it goes deeper, he will not take the risk. It is not worth it.
The scope of spiritual consciousness detection has been compressed to less than ten feet, and as it goes downwards, the scope is still shrinking.
When he was close to a hundred feet underground, almost reaching the safety limit, he finally saw a flash of red, which was the slowly surging magma, as well as the powerful restraining power of the formation.
That's right, it was the most efficient way for Jindan Shangxiu to place the magic circle here. It would be much easier to suppress the magma and prevent it from erupting than to wait for it to erupt to the crater and then seal it.
There was much less smoke and dust here. He barely opened his eyes, and then he saw Mrs. Zhu, sitting on a node in the magic circle, silently practicing her skills.
Also feeling his arrival, Mrs. Zhu slowly opened her eyes and looked directly at him with no expression on her face.
"You shouldn't be here."
"But I'm already here. If you want me to leave, there must be a justifiable reason?"
Mrs. Bamboo was silent, but Hou Zi did not let her go, "I have always been curious, as the master of Bamboo Island, why do you seem half-hearted and secretive in defending Bamboo Island?
This is not the attitude that a person who defends his homeland should have. What do you always seem to be tacitly approving of the Cang pirates?"
Hou Zi showed no mercy, "You chose to enter the volcano to close the magic circle. This is the wrong time! But I don't know what your purpose is?
It wasn't until I met Yu Daoguang that I realized that it was simply a piece of bamboo, a bamboo essence or something else? But I am certain that you and this bamboo essence must be related.
The Bamboo Island also belongs to the Cang Pirates, because Yu Daoguang is the bamboo spirit you trained; the Cang Pirates also belong to you, because as the master, you certainly have the right to control it."
Mrs. Zhu slowly spoke, "I have kept the secret for more than a hundred years. None of my disciples suspect it, but it cannot escape the eyes of an outsider..."
A sneer appeared at the corner of Hou Zi's mouth, "No, you didn't hide it from them, it's just that they didn't dare to say it out of respect for the master; that's why they let me go, because they were afraid that they wouldn't dare to face it. "
Mrs. Zhu was silent again, but Hou Zi hadn't finished speaking yet.
"But I still have too many questions. Why does your bamboo spirit go against you? What makes you hide it from your disciples who have been with you for hundreds of years? Why do you ignore the bamboo spirit that you have cultivated for hundreds of years? Let him die?
When I see you now, I realize that my previous guess may have been wrong?"
