C11

Bai Xiaobei was dumbstruck. A bamboo that had cultivated for five hundred years to transcend tribulation?

Could this be a Bamboo Demon?

He immediately shouted at the Small Pangolin: "Come back, quickly come back!"

In the myths, not a single demon was exceptionally terrifying. Bai Xiaobei was frightened but at the same time, was also a little excited.

If even demons appeared, didn't that mean that the deities he cultivated could no longer exist?

The Small Pangolin heard Bai Xiaobei's shout, tilted its head, hesitated for a moment, and then quickly ran towards him.

Just at this moment, a bush of dense thorns not far away shook, and following that, a gigantic black and green Wild Wolf crawled out.

"Cyan Wolf!"

Bai Xiaobei's face changed as he exclaimed in a low voice.

He had often heard from the old man in the mountain village that there was a ferocious giant Cyan Wolf in the Posterior Mountain group, so he didn't want to casually run over to the Posterior Mountain to play. He originally thought that it was just to scare the little child and not to run around, but he didn't expect that it was actually true!

This Cyan Wolf was at least two to three times bigger than normal Wild Wolf. Its eyes were blood-red and cruel.

When the Cyan Wolf saw the bamboo shoot, it let out a crazy wolf howl. Then, its four hooves kicked off the ground, and the fur on its back moved like waves, darting towards the bamboo shoot with lightning speed.

Ah!" Go away, go away, I don't like it!

Bai Xiaobei's spiritual perception heard the bamboo shoot emit a sound filled with fear and anger. The purple light on the bamboo shoot's skin trembled with the bamboo shoot's sound, as if it was angered to the point of trembling.

Just then, the black cloud in the sky suddenly twisted, and a few bolts of blue lightning struck down at the same time. The Cyan Wolf was caught off guard, and was unable to dodge in time, and a bolt of lightning directly struck onto its body.

The lightning was mainly used to split bamboo shoots, while the Cyan Wolf was just a fish in a pond.

A few bolts of lightning mercilessly landed on the bamboo shoot, directly chopping off layers of bamboo shoot skin. Mixed within these bamboo shoot skin was a cry that sounded like that of someone crying.

Amidst the thunder and lightning, the bamboo shoot actually gradually transformed into a young purple bamboo shoot!

However, the surface of the purple bamboo was covered in cracks, and purple liquid constantly seeped out. It looked like blood, and in short, it was a tragic sight.

The Cyan Wolf that was struck by lightning not far away actually stood up, trembling. Raising its head, its eyes were filled with fear as it glanced at the flashing thunder clouds in the sky. Then, with a pinch of its tail, it burrowed into the thorns and quickly escaped!

Just when Bai Xiaobei thought that the pitiful little bamboo was about to collapse, the thundercloud in the sky mysteriously dissipated, and it disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

"This is …" Did I succeed? "

Bai Xiaobei blinked his eyes. The lightning had disappeared and the bamboo had not died.

Pangolin, who was squatting beside his feet, tilted its head and looked at the small bamboo, its gaze still carrying a sense of wickedness, as it slowly walked forward. Soon after, Bai Xiaobei immediately heard the young bamboo cry.

"Little mouse, go away. If you get closer to me, I might hit you!"

However, it was obvious that there was fear in its words. The heavily injured Little Violet Bamboo Root did not have the ability to drive it away, so the pangolin circled around it a few times, making it scream in anger.

The ground was a mess, the ground was still smoking from being struck by the lightning, Bai Xiaobei was somewhat terrified. At this time, the pangolin bit down on a piece of bamboo shoot skin that was torn off by the lightning and ran towards him.

"Damn little mouse, you thief!"

"No, I picked it up occasionally."

"Thieves, robbers, damnable little rats."

"Picked them up, picked them up occasionally, picked them up …"

Bai Xiaobei's face twitched as he looked at the two little fellows. If not for him learning how to communicate with the Spirit Spell, how would he have heard these strange conversations.

"About that, you two stop arguing first."

Being so annoyed by the two little fellows, Bai Xiaobei grabbed the Pangolin and placed it on his shoulder. This was obviously not a safe place. Who knew if the Wild Wolf would come back, so he prepared to leave.

A misty purple light continuously scattered around the little bamboo, as if it was healing itself. However, the effect was minuscule, and it was unknown how long it would take for it to heal.

The bamboo shoot slices carried by the Pangolin emitted a faint fragrance. When Bai Xiaobei thought back to its words just now, it was clear that the Small Pangolin would benefit greatly from eating this thing. I wonder what happens when people eat it?

Suddenly, he thought of his own Little Spirit Rain Arts. Plants that had been irrigated by the Spirit Rain Arts would all undergo changes, what if he were to use it on these five hundred years old Small Demon Bamboo.

With a flash of inspiration, Bai Xiaobei walked forward with his eyes shining, "Do you need my help to treat the injuries on your body?"

Little Bamboo was frightened to the point that the leaves of the bamboo leaves were trembling as he shouted, "You …" "What are you doing …"

At this moment, it was in its weakest state. It had no ability to protect itself, and could be easily shoveled by humans!

Without hesitation, Bai Xiaobei activated the Little Spirit Rain Spell. Immediately, a fist-sized ball of clouds gathered in front of him, and then floated above the little purple bamboo, as silvery-white threads of rain floated down.

"Wow!"

The little bamboo let out a surprised cry and began to greedily absorb the rain on the leaves. The purple liquid on its body also began to return to its original form, healing the wounds!

The Small Pangolin jumped down from Bai Xiaobei's shoulder and ran to the side of the small bamboo, and started jumping around, snatching the raindrops!

Little Bamboo was so angry that he scolded loudly, "Damn you, you little mouse! Don't snatch it away!"

The Little Spirit Rain Arts lasted for over 10 seconds, Bai Xiaobei started to feel dizzy and immediately stopped, as he had learned from the mistakes earlier, so that he would not faint here.

But at this moment, an incomparably cool stream of air flowed into his body from the Small Demon Bamboo.

In an instant, the weak true qi within his body increased more than twofold. It circulated by itself and became extremely active.

"This is great!"

Bai Xiaobei let out a loud sigh, and the dizzy feeling disappeared.

"Give me more, give me more!" Sensing that the Spirit Rain had stopped, Little Bamboo shouted.

Bai Xiaobei felt that using Little Spirit Rain Spell again would not be a problem, but suddenly a rustling sound came from the bushes beside him.

A grey hare jumped out, and when it saw a human, it jumped into a bush and disappeared.

Bai Xiaobei heaved a sigh of relief, "I'll be leaving first. If the Cyan Wolf comes back, I'm done for."

This Posterior Mountain group was too dangerous, no wonder there were so few people who came to hunt. It was not only the Cyan Wolf that the old man spoke of, even demons had appeared out of nowhere.

However, even though this little purple bamboo was a lesser demon, it seemed harmless and kind. Just now, it had given him a lot of feedback on its spirit energy, which was more than the amount he had collected previously.

Bai Xiaobei thought for a while. "Little thing, this place is pretty dangerous, why don't I give you a safe place to rest. This way, it'll be more convenient for me to treat you with my Little Spirit Rain Arts everyday …"

The little purple bamboo shook the bamboo leaves and whispered, "Can you call out the new Spirit Rain every day?"

"Of course, I can send you back when you're cured."

The entire ground suddenly shook slightly, a large amount of soil was flipped up, revealing the exposed roots of the old Bamboo Root.

Bai Xiaobei felt his scalp go numb, and he was stupefied.

In the end, he had underestimated these five hundred years of Small Bamboo Demon.

He didn't think that the little Violet Bamboo's Bamboo Root would be so well-developed, covering the entire region …

"How can we bring him back? There's no place to grow it even if we bring it home. "

At this time, a series of creaking sounds of something contracting continuously came from underground. Following which, Bai Xiaobei saw the exposed roots of the old Bamboo Root start to contract rapidly, becoming smaller!

In the end, the entire land seemed to have caved in.

Crack crack! The ground split open and the little purple bamboo broke free from it and wobbled and fell onto the ground. The old Bamboo Root that had been underground for who knows how many years had turned into sparkling and translucent tiny roots!

Bai Xiaobei was dumbstruck. It was only after a long while did he finally remember that this was not the time to be in a daze. He took a big step forward and grabbed the small purple bamboo shoot, putting it in his pocket along with the seven or eight pieces of bamboo shoots on the ground.

After causing such a huge commotion, who knew what kind of trouble it would cause?

"Little mouse, don't scratch my leaf, damn you!"

"I didn't catch you, but I did take a look."

"Damn it! Don't bite me!"

"It doesn't taste good, I won't bite you occasionally."

At the moment, Bai Xiaobei did not have the mind to care about the two energetic little fellows bickering, because on the way back, he encountered the Cyan Wolf from before.

At this time, the Cyan Wolf's body was charred black. Some parts of its skin had even exploded, and its flesh was scorched red.

"Damn!"

Bai Xiaobei felt like his heart was jumping out of his chest, and scolded himself for being too unlucky.

He started to look for a way to escape. If it really wasn't enough, then he would climb a tree. The Cyan Wolf was severely injured, so it shouldn't have much energy to struggle …

Fortunately, the Cyan Wolf stared at Bai Xiaobei for a while, but did not pounce on him, and instead wobbled its way into the grass.

After running back home, Bai Xiaobei found that there was an excavator at the back of his house that had already started working.

After running back to the yard, the first thing he did was to find a flower pot and fill it with fresh soil.

"I don't want to stay in a small place like this, so I have to lay myself on a vast piece of land. That way, I can recover a bit faster."

Little Bamboo appeared very unhappy as he repeatedly protested!

The bamboo sticks were all bent into a bamboo ring and wrapped around Bai Xiaobei's arm, unwilling to enter the flower pot no matter what.

Bai Xiaobei was speechless, thinking that demons were hard to serve.

He wanted to plant it outside the courtyard, but he was afraid that the Mom would not like it, so he pulled it out and threw it away. After hesitating for a moment, he planted it in the courtyard.