Chapter 160 Yunying

"After Bamboo Bear started killing himself, that Kuzhu panicked."

"For the sake of the future of the bamboo bear clan, it was reluctant to give up and drove the bamboo bears away from it."

Speaking of this, Emperor Zhulin's tone was tinged with sadness.

"The outside world was experiencing great chaos at that time, and in the inherited memory, that chaos was only recorded for a moment."

"In mythology, the king who dominates the sea, land and air begins a war that destroys the world."

"A bamboo bear that grew up in a greenhouse simply cannot survive in such a troubled world."

"They have been isolated from the world for a long time. They are innocent and kind. They do not drink blood or eat meat."

"In addition, they are a special race created by Bamboo Bamboo, so they have become a meal for other races."

"In the end, Kuzhu, who was secretly observing, couldn't bear to continue, so he brought the Bamboo Bear clan back to Kuzhu Forest."

"In order to prevent Bamboo Bear from being tortured by misery, Kuzhu made a decision that he will regret extremely."

"Self-cultivation..."

"It has always been on top of the world. I don't know what this means to it."

"Kuzhu, whose cultivation level has fallen, finally solved the problem of excessive sadness."

"It thinks it can survive with the bamboo bear clan without any competition."

"It believes that as long as it does not participate in the fight, the war will never affect itself and its children."

"However, in the long years of war, escaping can never solve the problem."

"In the end, the tiger that lost its fangs caused a fatal disaster and was targeted by a greedy predator..."

"After a great battle, Kuzhu came to the end of his life..."

"Then, a young man appeared in this memory, and then the bitter bamboo blossomed."

"The flowers it blooms produce different types of bamboo seeds, and the seeds of bitter bamboo are also hidden among them."

"The Bamboo Bear clan followed Bitter Bamboo's last wish and began a life of exile with hatred and bamboo seeds."

"Children who lost their mothers eventually learned to eat meat and drink blood in troubled times, and successfully integrated into the demon clan that drinks blood like hair."

"And at the end, bamboo seeds were planted in a place called [Tianfu]."

"On the day when the Bamboo Sea was formed, the heaven-sent wine fell from the sky, and the immortal came, blessing the Bamboo Bear clan and leaving a prophecy..."

The Emperor of the Bamboo Forest stared at the young man in front of him with piercing eyes and spoke word by word.

"On the day when a young man climbs a bamboo tree, his kind relatives return home."

"Dear dear..." the young man murmured to himself.

Emperor Zhulin's eyes fell into reminiscence.

"Afterwards, the Bamboo Bear clan replanted the bitter bamboo seeds and began a long wait."

"This wait is ninety thousand years, but they have not waited for the return of their relatives."

"But wait until the heavens collapse, until the sky collapses and the earth splits, until the world is shattered..."

"The bamboo bears who were forced to leave home helplessly watched their homeland and the Tianfu Bamboo Sea turn into fragments of the world and disappear before their eyes..."

"But they still didn't give up. After the world was shattered, the broken world lost its aura."

"The degradation of their bloodline and the weakening of their souls have reduced them to beasts with low intelligence, but this still hasn't made them forget the instinct engraved deep in their bloodline."

"Waiting for relatives to come home..."

"In the years that followed, they still stayed with the bamboos and lived tenaciously in the bamboo forests..."

"Until one day, the gates of heaven opened wide, and the familiar fragments of the world returned to them in the form of a secret realm..."

"The bamboo bear who restarted his intelligence stepped into that secret realm with the help of the memory in his blood."

"From that day on, Bamboo Bear returned home..."

After hearing this, Wang Xianxian's heart felt like a meteorite falling into the deep sea, causing huge waves.

He seemed to have heard some incredible information.

The world is shattered, the world is fragmented, the gates of heaven are wide open, and the secret realm is coming...

The doubts that had been hidden in my mind in the past were finally revealed at this moment.

No wonder the geography recorded in ancient history is completely different from that of today. No wonder the size of this planet deviates from the ancient records...

Before Tianmen came, Blue Star was actually broken! ! !

Humanity has been living in a broken world until the door of heaven opens!

Fragments of the past world kept returning, causing Blue Star to change drastically.

The world collapsed, the spiritual energy dissipated, the Heavenly Gate descended, and the spiritual energy revived...

"And I am the first bamboo bear to step into the secret realm of the bamboo forest."

Emperor Zhulin's gentle words and gentle face with a smile finally made the young man's inner guard dissipate.

Wang Xianxian raised his head, an apology plastered on his face, as if he was apologizing for the rudeness just now.

The young man was about to apologize, but was interrupted by the Bamboo Forest Emperor shaking his head.

"I can see your pain. It's not difficult to guess that you have gone through a lot of hardships."

"This kind of vigilance and caution may be what you must have."

That tolerance, like the sea embracing all rivers, warmed Wang Xianxian's heart.

"You used to be lonely and helpless. You could only protect yourself by being cautious in everything you did."

"But now, it's different..."

Emperor Bamboo Forest's eyes were profound.

"Waiting is always accompanied by longing, and longing is like the seeds of bitter bamboo, which will grow slowly over time."

"The bamboo species of the past have grown into forests."

"On the day when the bitter bamboo blossoms bloom, the boy takes away our relatives; when the bitter bamboo blooms into the sea, the boy will take our relatives with him..."

"Go home..."

Suddenly, accompanied by the rustling sound of bamboo leaves, the unfathomable demon emperor slowly knelt down towards the boy.

"My name is Zhulin, ancestor, you are home..."

In an instant, all the bitter bamboos in the entire bamboo forest secret realm bent their straight and tough trunks towards the boy.

The bamboo sea bowed its head, and thousands of bamboos worshiped.

The leaves on the bamboo branches, like swords, were unsheathed at the same time.

Above the bamboo sea, endless bamboo leaves were majestic, like a shocking wave.

Covering the sky and the sun.

At this moment, countless bamboo leaves surrounded the boy, and a majestic breath gushed out from the boy's body.

Wang Xianxian stood on the leaves, his black hair fluttering in the wind, his eyes like swords, like a banished immortal.

He opened his hands, and an invisible sense of sadness and suffering flowed from his body, like an immortal falling into the mortal world.

When his eyes opened and closed, he revealed endless attachment. He overlooked the world, but did not look down on all living beings.

In the tender eyes, there is an intoxication with the world.

Above the bamboo forest secret realm, countless bamboo leaves are like swords, all emitting supreme sword energy.

The bamboo leaves are galloping in the air, like the fairy of the wind, unrestrained and free.

In the center of the bamboo sea, a bitter bamboo with a width of only three fingers and no branches and leaves began to shake wildly.

This bitter bamboo has no roots, stems or leaves, like a stick. It has experienced the baptism of years and has scratches on its body, which forms a sharp contrast with the lush and green bitter bamboo around it.

Above this ancient bitter bamboo, the vast sword intent is like a bitter bamboo that towers into the sky, soaring into the sky and shaking the sky.

The bamboo sea resonates with the sword intent, and the bamboo sea seems to be cheering and dancing.

The ancient bitter bamboo in the center of the bamboo sea bursts out with a deafening sword sound, then rises from the ground and flies towards the young immortal.

Rustle.

The sound of bamboo leaves colliding rises and falls, and never stops.

Countless bamboo leaves burst out of the air, surrounding the ancient bitter bamboo, breaking through the blue sky and white sun, forming a terrifying green storm, as if it was going to sweep across the world and destroy everything.

Finally, the bitter bamboo floated in front of the young immortal.

Looking at the scratches on the bitter bamboo, the memories engraved in the depths of the soul poured into the young man's mind.

'Don't be afraid, I'm about to die...'

'Transaction, this is a transaction, I will become your sword, and you will become my immortal...'

'Can you really make me an immortal? '

'You will become an invincible immortal...'

'The contract has been made and will take effect immediately. Remember my name...'

'My name is Yunying! '

In an instant, the ancient bitter bamboo burst into a dazzling light.

Then the faded body was like a time-space reversal, full of life!

The scratches on the bitter bamboo also began to become clearer and clearer.

[Yunying]

The light shone everywhere, and the bitter bamboo began to change shape.

Finally, a bamboo sword floated in front of the young man.

The next moment, the young immortal grasped the bamboo sword.

That was his sword, the original sword...

'Wang Xianxian' looked at his sword and smiled gently.

"Your child is welcoming you home..."