"The immortal bamboo is the root of the bamboo clan.
It can breed wisdom in all bamboos. If it is gone, the bamboo tribe will be completely reduced to food."
Hearing this, Xu Zimo also reacted.
These iron-eating people are still ruthless.
At present, each bamboo here has its own independent thought.
They don't want to be eaten, so they band together to resist.
If bamboos have no thoughts, then they will be reduced to food and passively eaten by others.
Can't even resist.
No wonder the iron-eating clan is so unwilling to give up.
They want to cut off the roots of the Bamboo clan and directly make them the food of their own clan.
This made Xu Zimo a little angry.
Xiong Shiliu simply helped him enter the sacred mountain for such an important thing as the Immortal Bamboo, and now he wanted to exchange it easily.
This must not cause the iron-eating clan to bleed a lot!
"Fellow Taoist, are you listening to me?" the red-haired man asked.
Xu Zimo nodded and replied: "They can help me enter the sacred mountain."
Hearing this, the red-haired man seemed to be relieved.
"It's easy to enter the sacred mountain. There are people I know in the Eighteen Blades Prison.
If fellow Taoist want to go in, I can set up a connection for you."
Hearing this, Xu Zimo grinned and said, "I'm going to destroy the Eighteen Sword Prison."
As soon as these words came out, the red-haired man was a little stunned.
"Fellow Taoist, are you serious?"
"What do you think?" Xu Zimo asked.
"Destroy it, destroy it. In fact, I have long been dissatisfied with the Eighteen Swords Prison. Those bastards are becoming more arrogant and domineering day by day.
Then they should be destroyed," the red-haired man shouted.
Xu Zimo seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
"Isn't there someone you know there?"
"Anyone you know, you just met once, it's just a chance encounter. You can't take it seriously, you can't take it seriously," said the big red-haired man.
"If you attack the Eighteen Blades Prison, I can not only help you enter the sacred mountain.
I can also give you an assist.”
"How to assist?" Xu Zimo asked with interest.
"The Bamboo Clan all obey my orders. When I give the order, tens of thousands of Bamboo Clan will attack at the same time, and we can kill everyone from the Emperor to the Emperor of the Eighteen Swords Prison," the red-haired man vowed.
"Since you are so powerful, why don't you dare to fight with the iron-eating clan?" Xu Zimo asked.
"That's different. The iron-eaters are natural enemies," the red-haired man said.
"I'm afraid that our attack will be eaten by the iron-eating clan before they hit it.
These iron-eating beasts are all beasts, and their teeth are so good that they crunch every time they eat them."
"Since you can help me for the Heavenly Immortal Bamboo, what will happen if I trade the Heavenly Immortal Bamboo and let the Iron-Eating Clan help me attack the Eighteen Swords Prison?" Xu Zimo asked in return.
As soon as these words came out, the red-haired man was speechless.
"We are all humans, you are not like this, right?"
The big red-haired man was a little unsure.
"I'm curious, how could you, a human being, get involved in the Bamboo clan's affairs?" Xu Zimo asked.
"The fairy bamboo saved me. I owe my life to it, so naturally I have to protect it," the red-haired man said firmly.
Xu Zimo shook his head.
"Where is the fairy bamboo?"
The big red-haired man kept silent.
"Do you think I can't find it if you don't tell me?" Xu Zimo asked.
"But before that, I still ask the iron-eating clan what conditions they will give me, and then I will make a decision."
Xu Zimo smiled and left here.
Anyway, this place is closed, and he is not afraid that the Immortal Bamboo will escape.
After Xu Zimo left, many bamboos began to talk noisily and angrily.
"If he dares to take away the Immortal Bamboo, we will stop him even to death."
"That's right, although our bamboo tribe is weak, we can't be bullied by anyone."
"Kill, kill, I'm tired of staying here anyway, I'll die in one go."
These bamboos have already repaid their determination to die.
The red-haired man sighed slightly.
At this time, he saw a bamboo leaf slowly falling down in the void next to him, landing in front of the big red-haired man.
"You told me not to worry," the red-haired man looked at Ye Zi, feeling a little uncomfortable.
"But I...well, that's all, if he takes you away by force, I will fight to the death.
At least I'll die in front of you."
………
After Xu Zimo walked out of the iron gate, Xiong Shiliu hurriedly stepped forward and asked excitedly: "How is it, how is it?
Have you found the fairy bamboo?"
Xu Zimo glanced at the other party angrily and did not answer him.
Instead, he looked at the old man next to Ji Zhan.
"Old Man Tianyan, one of the few three-flowered masters in the Zhenwu Saint Sect."
Xu Zimo originally asked for help from Zhenwu Shengzong, but he didn't expect that the other party would come so quickly.
"I'm in trouble this time, fellow Taoist," Xu Zimo said with a smile.
"Nothing, I just want to see the Eighteen Swords Prison," said the old man Tianyan with a smile.
"The bullying has come to our Zhenwu Saint Sect.
Let’s do as many things as possible before we kill the sky.”
Xu Zimo nodded, and then his eyes fell on Xiong Shiliu.
"Can you make up your mind about your iron-eating clan?"
"What do you mean?" Xiong Shiliu was stunned.
"I can give you this fairy bamboo, but I am about to attack the Eighteen Swords Prison, and I need your help from the iron-eating clan," Xu Zimo said directly.
Upon hearing this, Xiong Shiliu was immediately shocked.
"This...I need to report this to the clan leader."
"Then go quickly, I'll wait for you for half an hour," Xu Zimo said.
Xiong Shiliu nodded quickly.
He went to discuss it with the leader of the Iron-Eating Clan. This matter was not something he could decide.
Half an hour later, Xiong Shiliu returned, accompanied by a larger-looking iron-eating beast.
"This is the ancestor of our iron-eating clan," Xiong Shiliu introduced.
"My name is Xiong Batian," the huge iron-eating beast introduced himself.
"What do you think of my conditions?" Xu Zimo nodded and asked.
Xiong Batian replied with some embarrassment: "We want to help you, but the Eighteen Swords Prison is backed by Shenting.
We dare not offend the Divine Court."
"That means rejection?" Xu Zimo said.
"Can you change the conditions?" Xiong Batian said quickly.
"Look at us, the iron-eating clan, if we want or fancy anything, we can trade it."
"Forget it, it seems I'd better cooperate with the Bamboo Clan," Xu Zimo said.
He also didn't want to talk nonsense to the iron-eating clan.
Looking at Xu Zimo's back as he entered the iron gate again, Xiong Batian's expression was gloomy and uncertain.
"I advise you not to have any evil thoughts," Old Man Tianyan said calmly from the side.
"The Holy Court can destroy your iron-eating clan, and our Zhenwu Holy Sect can do the same."
Xiong Batian turned around and noticed Old Man Tianyan this time.
He found that he couldn't see through the other person.
My heart trembled.
"Senior is joking, we iron-eating people are very honest," Xiong Batian said with a smile.
"I hope so," Old Man Tianyan said calmly.
"Otherwise, I wouldn't mind eating an appetizer of bear meat before destroying the Eighteen Blades Prison."
