Lin Ming looked at this red thunder bamboo and could feel the powerful power contained in it.
He was overjoyed and was about to pick, when he suddenly thought, would there be any taboo in picking such a natural treasure?
He had never seen this Thunder Bamboo, but the black-clothed warrior might have heard about it. Thinking of this, Lin Ming made a sound and called the black-clothed warrior to come in.
The black-clothed warrior had been waiting anxiously outside the cave. He was afraid that something might go wrong with his guess and arouse Lin Ming's anger. Although Lin Ming had said before that it didn't matter whether he was correct or not, no one could guarantee whether he would
Change face.
At this moment, Lin Ming's voice sounded in his ears, with only five words, "Go into the cave and find me."
The black-clothed warrior's heart tightened, he gritted his teeth, and said to the twin sisters and the boy in the Zang training stage, "Follow me in."
They were careful all the way, because the light was dim, and the twin girls felt they touched something. When they looked down, they saw a huge red thunder lizard lying on the rocky ground. The girl screamed unconsciously.
"It's okay, he's dead." The warrior in black said.
Looking at the crimson scales of the dead thunder lizard, the black-clothed warrior was secretly shocked. This was a thunder lizard equivalent to a peak pulse-condensing warrior. Even if the master met this guy, he would be killed instantly, but now he is dead like this.
The group of people walked to the end of the cave. The warrior in black saw Lin Ming standing here and the bamboo as red as blood in front of Lin Ming. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. His estimate was right!
Lin Ming pointed at the red bamboo and asked, "Do you recognize this thing?"
The black-clothed warrior then turned his attention to the red bamboo. He didn't take a closer look just now, but when he took a closer look now, he was suddenly shocked. "This... this seems to be the Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo!"
"Huh? Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo?" Lin Ming looked at the red bamboo and the red lightning on the bamboo, and didn't understand why it wasn't called Red Lightning Divine Bamboo.
The black-clothed warrior saw Lin Ming's doubts and said: "This is because this bamboo has not grown up yet. The Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo, a ninety-year-old bamboo shoot, is white, and a nine-hundred-year-old bamboo shoot is red. A nine-thousand-year-old bamboo shoot is red.
The mature bamboo is purple."
Lin Ming said: "So this is just a young bamboo?"
"Um."
"In this way..." Lin Ming was slightly disappointed. Even though it was a natural treasure, it was only a young bamboo after all, and its power was naturally limited.
The black-clothed warrior noticed Lin Ming's disappointed look and said: "Senior, although it is only a nine-hundred-year-old young bamboo, it is still very precious. Moreover, if there is a young bamboo, there should be a mature bamboo. This Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo, only
Bamboo shoots will grow only when they are mature. Every nine thousand years, one bamboo shoot will grow. This small bamboo shoot will burrow into the Yuanci mineral, burrowing inside like a pangolin. When it encounters a suitable place, it will break out of the stone.
Grow into white bamboo shoots."
"Oh?" Lin Ming thought and said, "You mean, there is an adult Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo on Thunder Mountain?"
"Well, if nothing unexpected happens, that's it, and this bamboo should have been growing for nine thousand and nine hundred years."
A purple electric bamboo takes nine thousand years to produce bamboo shoots. Now its bamboo shoots have grown to nine hundred years old, so the year it matures is exactly nine thousand nine hundred years.
"Nine thousand nine hundred years..." Lin Ming frowned slightly. It is said that the thunder on Thunder Mountain has been flashing for more than ten thousand years, and this bamboo is almost as old as Thunder Mountain!
Lin Ming could guess with his toes that Chengzhu would be at the top of Thunder Mountain as expected!
However, with my current strength, I can only run away when encountering a blue thunder lizard that is equivalent to an acquired warrior. How can I reach the top of the mountain?
There is a legendary purple thunder lizard that is equivalent to an innate warrior!
And I'm afraid there's more than one.
Even if Lin Ming could withstand the lightning spit out by the purple thunder lizard, it was impossible for him to withstand their main attack.
The Thunder Lizard has the blood of a dragon flowing in its body, so it is not an ordinary ferocious beast.
Although he knew that there was little hope and many dangers, Lin Ming still decided to climb Thunder Mountain until he reached the limit and could no longer move forward. Otherwise, he would not give up.
Lin Ming asked the black-clothed warrior: "Is there any taboo on picking the Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo?"
The black-clothed warrior said: "The Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo is difficult to damage with knives and spears. It can only be cut with the power of thunder. However, senior, this kind of sacred bamboo is not easy to form. It condenses the spiritual veins of Thunder Mountain. If possible, I hope senior can keep the bamboo."
Roots, like this, in hundreds or thousands of years, a new purple electric bamboo will grow."
"I understand." Lin Ming nodded. He collected treasures from heaven and earth. It is not advisable to destroy his roots, otherwise it would be a matter of great wrath. After all, the conditions for the formation of this kind of thing are extremely difficult and require all kinds of coincidences and special circumstances to form.
Generally, warriors will abide by this unwritten rule, which can be regarded as accumulating some virtue for themselves.
Lin Ming pulled out a knife. It had a sharp blade and a cold light. It was clearly the high-grade human-level treasure left by the pyrotechnics, and it was also the pyrotechnics' saber.
The black-clothed warrior's heartbeat stopped when he saw the sword, and the twin girls' breathing became rapid. Their eyes looking at the sword were filled with burning passion.
Not to mention the high-grade human-level treasures, they had not seen even the low-grade human-level treasures a few times. Their master had a low-grade human-level sword, which the two sisters had been envious of for a long time.
Lin Ming didn't care about showing off his wealth. With his current strength, even though wearing a high-grade human-level treasure would be conspicuous, he could still keep it.
The true energy was poured into the thunder spirit in the evil god's seed, and the power of thunder was continuously generated. The sharp sword was suddenly covered with a layer of purple lightning.
Lin Ming took a deep breath, aimed at the connection between the roots and stems of the Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo, and chopped it off with one strike!
"Crack!"
It was not as difficult as imagined. The sacred bamboo, which was as red as blood, just fell down, and the cut was as smooth as a mirror.
Lin Ming reached out to pick it up, and the black-clothed warrior exclaimed. This purple lightning divine bamboo contained violent thunder power. Normally, the warrior's tentacles would turn into charcoal, but considering Lin Ming's strength, even the Thunder Lizard's thunder ball could not be resisted.
It's okay, I guess there won't be any problems.
Sure enough, after Lin Ming grabbed the Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo, his body just stiffened, nothing unusual, and even his clothes were fine.
"What a powerful thunder and lightning power!"
Lin Ming admired in his heart. Nine-year-old red bamboo has such a strong power. What if it is nine-thousand-year-old purple bamboo? It is unimaginable.
Unfortunately, the bamboo was taken too early and has not yet grown.
Although he had no hope, Lin Ming still asked, "Is it possible to transplant the Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo to support it?"
The black-clothed warrior said: "This won't work. The Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo must grow in places with strong thunder elements, such as this Thunder Mountain. And the bamboo has a proud character and will not be artificially raised."
"Well, I understand."
Lin Ming put the Purple Lightning Divine Bamboo into the Sumeru Ring and looked at the four warriors in black.
He saw the twin girls holding two swords in their hands. He pondered slightly and said, "Pull out your swords and come out and take a look."
"Ah...Okay." The two girls obediently pulled out their swords, fine steel and soft swords. It is not easy for ordinary blacksmiths to make such swords, but compared to the treasure swords made by the weapon refiner.
Not even close.
Lin Ming touched the Sumeru Ring with his finger, and three low-grade human-level swords appeared in his hand.
Seeing the bright sword light, the twin sisters' eyes were straightened. Could it be that... a thought inevitably came into their hearts, which made their hearts beat faster and their mouths went dry. Is this sword for them? Is this sword for them?
Will there ever be a day when I can own a treasure?
"Given to you." Lin Ming casually inserted the three swords on the ground, and the sharp blades were directly inserted into the Yuanci Mine. These swords were of course made by pyrotechnics, and were thirty low-grade human-level treasures.
It was useless for Lin Ming to keep it. It was just a good idea to give it away. I have to say that the low-grade human-level treasures made by pyrotechnics were quite good. They were a bit better than the ordinary low-grade human-level treasures.
"Give...give it to us." The twin sisters and the Zang-stage martial artist all felt dizzy. They never thought that they were also part of it, and it was the treasure they had always dreamed of!
Lin Ming said: "You'd better keep it carefully. Otherwise, people may be interested in these three treasures, and peak bone-forging warriors will be tempted."
"Yes, yes." The two sisters nodded hurriedly, and then looked at Lin Ming with eyes filled with gratitude and admiration.
At this time, Lin Ming looked at the black-clothed warrior, and the black-clothed warrior's heart beat faster than expected. He could tell that the three low-grade human-level treasures that Lin Ming took out were all top-notch goods, and Lin Ming gave them to others' eyes.
Without batting an eyelid. It was like giving away three pieces of scrap metal, which cost a thousand taels of gold at least!
Not knowing what he would get? The black-clothed warrior was filled with excitement, expectation and anxiety.
Lin Ming looked at the black-clothed warrior and said: "Your weapon is a stick. Unfortunately, I don't have the treasure of a stick. I do have an iron spear with purple black bullets, but because it is my former weapon, I can't give it to you...
…”
When Lin Ming said this, the black-clothed warrior was slightly disappointed, but immediately after, Lin Ming's words made him feel happy.
Lin Ming said: "Then, the elixir for cultivation, twenty thousand gold, and the technique, you can choose any one."
Pills for cultivation, 20,000 gold, and exercises?
The black-clothed warrior's mouth was dry. If he could not reach the pulse condensation stage, he would not be able to earn 20,000 gold in his lifetime. As for the elixirs used for training, they were even more coveted by warriors. Moreover, the elixirs taken out by this senior,
It must be a priceless elixir.
After a battle between heaven and man in the mind of the black-clothed warrior, he still said: "I want the technique!"
Compared with elixirs and gold, martial arts are the most important and are the foundation of a warrior!
"Okay, but I'm warning you, you'd better not make this technique public, otherwise you may be killed." Lin Ming turned his hand over, and a jade slip appeared in the palm of his hand.
This is the middle-level human level skill left behind after the death of Huo Gong. This set of skills does not belong to Qixuan Valley, otherwise Lin Ming would not dare to hand it over. If nothing else, Huo Gong should have killed him.
The technique that other warriors had plundered, in short, there was something wrong with its origin. Lin Ming didn't want to take it to his family to avoid trouble, so it was just right to give it to the people of Southern Xinjiang.
The black-clothed warrior took it, his soul power sank into it, and he was immediately overjoyed, "Mid-level human level technique!"
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