Chapter 970 – Bitter Bamboo Elder
”Senior doesn’t know, these Heavenly Mulberry Divine Trees are all born from the same root, and are actually still just the same Divine Tree.” This matter was not a secret, so the old man explained without hiding it.
”I see. I’ve heard for a long time that the Heavenly Mulberry Divine Tree is second only to the Three Great Divine Trees, but it turns out that it’s like this, it’s really an eye-opener for Han.” Han Li said in wonder.
Afterwards, Han Li along with the cultivator to a certain piece of seemingly trees, suddenly the nearby aura a shake, a flower in front of the eyes, the scenery suddenly changed dramatically, a hundreds of feet high mountain appeared in front of the eyes. And this mountain as the center, the four sides of the construction of a multitude of different sizes of the attic agate, there are some cultivators in the above in and out non-stop look.
”You guys disperse and busy yourselves. The two seniors, I’ll just bring them there.” At this time, the old man waved his hand towards the rest of the cultivators and commanded. Upon hearing this, the other cultivators immediately left with orders.
Han Li and the puppet followed the old man straight to the top of the mountain peak, where there was a wooden hall built out of giant trees with a sizeable area. And outside the door of the hall, there were four cultivators in green armor standing there, each holding an identical longgo.
The old man brought Han Li and the two of them to land directly at the entrance of the wooden hall, and the four cultivators were expressionless and motionless, just like puppets.
The corner of Han Li’s mouth curled up, slightly surprised in his heart.
Although these four people’s cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment stage, the essence of the wood aura on their bodies was far from comparable to that of cultivators of the same rank, and Han Li could tell at a glance that regardless of the battle armor or the long gauntlet, they were all top-ranked wood-attribute spirit weapons, which was really a bit strange.
Seemingly seeing Han Li’s surprise, the old man smiled and took the initiative to explain, ”These are the Wood Spirit Guards personally trained by my master, cultivators who specialize in a special technique with the help of the Heavenly Mulberry Divine Tree’s power. Although their cultivation is not high, they specialize in the art of combining attacks, if senior has the opportunity, he might as well give some pointers.”
”Hmm, it is indeed greatly different from ordinary cultivators.” Han Li nodded.
Seeing Han Li’s noncommittal demeanor, the old man naturally had the good sense not to say anything more.
The structure of the wooden hall was not complicated, and aside from a hall, there was only a side hall, so as soon as Han Li and the others walked into the hall, they immediately spotted a tall figure standing in the hall with his back to them. Green robes, white hair like snow.
As soon as the old man saw this silhouette, he immediately changed his face drastically and gave a deep salute, then wordlessly stood aside and stood with his hands folded.
”Fellow Daoist is the Bitter Bamboo Old Man, right?” Han Li stared at this person’s back, not blinking an eye.
”Not bad, old man is Bitter Bamboo. The two of you have unfamiliar faces, could it be that you’re a friend of the Dao from the interior, dare I ask your name?” The green-robed man turned around after letting out a long laugh.
Han Li’s eyes narrowed, only to see this person’s red lips and teeth, eyebrows and eyes, actually like a sixteen or seventeen year old boy, only the face covered with a layer of faint green gas.
Seeing the other side of this appearance, Han Li was naturally taken aback. This Bitter Bamboo old man was actually the same as him, also able to reside in the face, really out of his expectation. He had expected to see an old man with a wrinkled face.
Although the Bitter Bamboo old man was smiling, once he took a good look at Han Li’s appearance, a trace of color flashed in his eyes as well.
”It’s true that the two of us are not overseas cultivators, my name is Han, and this is my senior brother, Li. I hope that you will not be offended if I take the liberty of visiting this time.” Han Li said politely.
”Where! Both of you are not ordinary people, and to be able to come to this island, this island master is more than welcome. This Daoist Friend Li’s cultivation is even more profound, I can’t even tell the cultivation realm, this is truly an eye-opening experience for me.” The bitter bamboo old man said with a sudden smile after sizing up Han Li and the humanoid puppet a few times each.
Apparently this Lord of One Island had viewed Han Li’s puppet as a YuanYing cultivator who practiced some mysterious technique, and was greatly surprised in his heart.
”Fellow Daoist is too modest, the name of Fellow Daoist Bitter Bamboo is one that the two of us have also heard by thunder.” Han Li smiled faintly.
”Hehe, the two of you please sit down first to taste this island’s unique Mulberry Wood Tea before saying anything.” Bitter Bamboo old man gently smiled and invited Han Li and the two of them to sit down, saying.
Then “snap” two crisp applause sounded, immediately there are a few young female cultivators holding a tea tray, walked into the hall, to the three were steeped on a pot of light green spirit tea, and then respectfully exited the wooden hall.
”Mulberry wood tea, could it be that this tea is related to the Heavenly Mulberry Divine Tree?” Han Li looked down at the spirit tea on the table, sensing the wood spirit qi filling the tea, and asked with a stirring expression.
”Fellow Daoist with eyesight, this is indeed brewed from the spirit leaves of the Heavenly Mulberry Divine Tree, and has the effect of brightening the eyes and calming the mind. I think that outside of this island, there is absolutely no second family that has this tea.” The Bitter Bamboo Elder said with a point of complacency.
”In that case, then I really want to taste it.” Between flashes of his eyes, Han Li first used his divine sense to carefully scan through the cup of spirit tea, and after determining that there really wasn’t any problem, he nonchalantly picked up the teacup and took a small sip.
”Fellow Daoist Li, don’t you like this tea?” The humanoid puppet sat on the chair, expressionless without moving the tea cup on the table for a bit, the bitter bamboo old man asked in surprise.
”I never eat or drink anything outside of my cave ever since I opened up the valley.” The humanoid puppet said coldly, not even the slightest bit of politeness in his words.
”I see, this is somewhat presumptuous of me.” A trace of displeasure flashed in the Bitter Bamboo Elder’s eyes, but it was well concealed and immediately disappeared.
Cultivators who dared to say such words in front of their masters naturally had a few things to fall back on, could it be that the person in front of him was really a late stage YuanYing cultivator. The Bitter Bamboo old man who had this kind of thought turning in his mind, but in his heart, he added one more point of scorn to the humanoid puppet.
”My two people’s intention, Bitter Bamboo Taoist friend should know some of it. I wonder what you think of the deal Han proposed?” Han Li also only tasted two or three mouthfuls before putting the teacup down and slowly asked.
”I won’t hide it from you two Fellow Daoists, this deal makes it very difficult for old me. That Wu Feng is in the critical period of its advancement, and the two Fellow Daoists are just taking out more demon pills, I am unwilling to exchange the Wu Feng’s Plume. Otherwise the next time this spirit bird breaks through its bottleneck, it will be a matter of who knows how long it will be.” The Bitter Bamboo Elder frowned and said with a difficult expression on his face.
”So, Fellow Daoist Bitter Bamboo doesn’t agree with this matter.” Han pursed his lips, but his face showed no surprise.
”Heh heh, if I were to actually say the words of refusal, I’m afraid that the two Fellow Daoists wouldn’t want to return empty-handed. Let’s put it this way, we Immortal Cultivators can be great, I can spar with the two Taoist friends on some spells and aptitudes, if someone among the two Taoist friends is able to defeat me in a fight, this deal is not impossible for the old man to agree to. If the two of you did not fail to do this matter ……”
”If you can’t do it, Brother Li and I will immediately turn our faces and leave, never mentioning this matter.” Han Li said without hesitation.
”Good, a promise is a promise. The old man hasn’t had a sparring match with anyone in nearly a hundred years, which one of the two fellow Daoists is prepared to take a shot at?” The Bitter Bamboo old man swept two eyes back and forth over Han Li and the two of them and said with a smile.
”If you don’t mind, how about sparring with Mister Li?” Han Li’s expression remained unchanged, and the puppet on the side, manipulated by Han Li’s distraction, faintly spoke.
”Good, I’m also curious about Brother Knight’s technique, so let’s spar in the air above the mountain peak. Fellow Daoist, please!” Once the Bitter Bamboo Elder saw that it was someone whose cultivation he was unable to discern making a move, he couldn’t help but show a hint of gravity on his face as he stood up from his chair.
Han Li and the humanoid puppet similarly rose with him.
The old man standing with his hands tied at the side couldn’t help but show an expression of excitement at this time, a YuanYing stage cultivator’s fight was not something that anyone could see.
A few moments later, Han Li was already more than a hundred feet above the mountain peak, his expression calmly floating motionless. Tens of feet away in front of him, the humanoid puppet and the bitter bamboo old man stood distantly.
In the rest of the neighborhood, there were also seven or eight JieDan cultivators who had caught wind of the situation, and each of them stared at the situation in the air with rounded eyes.
”Go!” Bitter Bamboo old man mouth a low drink, two hands a pinch, suddenly the whole body everywhere cold light piercing, at the same time shot out more than a hundred green mango. These green awns appeared on the wind, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of light green flying swords on the momentum of the amazing present form out.
After a flash of sword light, all flying swords automatically formed an odd queue, in the bitter bamboo old man’s head circling uncertainly, hidden cold killing machine.
When Han Li saw this, his originally bland expression stagnated.
”Sword formation, this Bitter Bamboo old man cultivates so many flying swords, he really does understand sword formation magical abilities as well.” Although Han Li had already made some guesses, he was also secretly a bit surprised to see it in person.
”Tsk tsk, Han kid, this one seems to really have some skills, this should allow the puppet’s aptitude to be displayed for a few more points. At first, let’s try out the puppet’s defense ability first.” Great Diffusion Godly Monarch’s voice came out with some excitement, it seemed like he was really confident in this puppet’s divine ability.
”Hm..! Got it.” Having used so many rare materials on this puppet, Han Li was similarly greatly looking forward to it, and with a movement of his divine mind, the humanoid puppet began to act as well.
From afar, only to see the puppet a mouth, a palm-sized shield from the mouth spray, a flash of light, turned into a silver shield in front of the body. Then this puppet and two hands a pinch of magic, face suddenly emerged colorful runes, and then a layer of five-color shield emerged from these symbols, five-color shield at once the whole body to protect in which.
”Huh! Could it be that Fellow Daoist is from the Poison Saint Sect of the Southern Border? This technique seems to be the Poison Saint Sect’s famous Spirit Pattern Art.” The Bitter Bamboo Elder asked for a moment once he saw the strange appearance on the puppet’s face.
”No.” Although Han Li’s heart stirred when he heard this, he manipulated the puppet to return without expression.
”Oh, so it was I who looked away. But this divine ability of fellow Daoist looks truly very similar to the Spirit Tattoo Technique.” The Bitter Bamboo old man’s eyes flashed a trace of color, and his voice turned light as he said back, obviously not quite believing in the words of the humanoid puppet.
But he didn’t pursue further, but once he saw that the puppet made a defensive stance and no longer made any move, a look that it didn’t intend to attack at all, his heart couldn’t help but be annoyed, and he vaguely had a feeling that he was being underestimated, and at that moment his face sank, and several low incantation sounds came out of his mouth.
Overhead of the crowd of flying swords echoed the buzzing sound, then all the flying swords at the same time a shake, hundreds of zhang long sword gas from the sword array jet out, into a dense sword shadow to the opposite side of the shot, in the way on the link, into a piece of cold light, blinding dazzling.