"However, although I have asked everyone not to come within a few miles of the bamboo forest, this is not a long-term solution."

The bamboo girl said at this moment: "Seeing that the Dixin Bamboo around my body has reached the point of overgrowth, if I don't think of a way, the bamboo forest will absorb all the spiritual energy of the entire treasure mountain. At that time, the living beings will be in trouble.

."

"I see." After hearing this, Guan Heng touched his chin and asked, "Do you need my help?"

"Indeed, only you, Mr. Guan, the inheritor of the Lord God, can help us."

Miss Zhu said: "But it's too early to say this now. Please go see the person who proposed the test conditions first. After you ask the other person, it will be much easier for you to come back and help me."

"Okay, I hope the person you are talking about can clear up my doubts."

Guan Heng smiled slightly and then asked: "Where should I go next?"

"Please follow me." As soon as Miss Zhu finished her words, she immediately led him through the northeast side of the bamboo forest, then pointed to the depths of the clouds and mist ahead, and whispered: "Just go over there."

"Okay, I'm going." Guan Heng walked forward for a few steps, then suddenly turned back and said, "Actually, you don't have to be too nervous. The solution to the overflow of Dixinzhu is easy to come up with, don't worry."

The other party smiled when he heard this: "Yes, thank you for your comfort, sir."

As he spoke, Guan Heng had already stepped into the thick fog. Looking at his disappearing figure, Miss Zhu murmured to herself: "Young Master Guan, the inheritor of the Divine Lord, is really a person who makes me feel like a spring breeze. I hope you can persuade me."

Conquer 'the other party' and make him stop being so stubborn."

At this moment, Guan Heng was walking on the winding, narrow and upward mountain road, and he thought to himself: "Just listening to Miss Zhu's tone, I'm about to see that person, who seems a little difficult to get along with. Hey, I don't know what he is like.

people."

Just as he was thinking about it, he had arrived at a clearing at the top of the mountain. The place was full of exotic flowers and plants, but there was an indescribable feeling of desolation and sadness. When Guan Heng came here, he felt sad for no reason in his heart: "Weird."

Yes, why do I suddenly feel like crying?"

When it comes to a firm state of mind, Guan Heng can be said to be as stable as a rock. After many adventures and changes in the world, few things can make his heart soften. But at this time, there seems to be a crack in his heart, letting the desolation around him

Sadness floods into his own world.

A tear slowly rolled down from the corner of the eye, across the cheek...it trembled on the chin for a few times, and finally fell into the dust, and Guan Heng cried.

"Your longing...sadness...and reluctance actually infected me, but it only made me shaken for a moment." Guan Heng slowly raised his head and looked forward.

At the end of the lawn covered with exotic flowers and plants, there is a huge stone tablet two feet high and more than ten feet wide. It is entangled with countless withered yellow vines. There is actually a figure there, apparently tied to it.

That man was the source of all the sadness and desolation here. His sadness even affected the surrounding plants, because the ground was full of vibrant green, except for the area near the stone monument, which was already burnt yellow, withered vines and grass, making it unbearable to enter.

Head.

"Why...are you so sad? Is it because you are imprisoned? Is it because you are abandoned? Or...you do this voluntarily?"

When he spoke, Guan Heng had already walked close to the stone tablet. Suddenly, he felt the Jumang sword behind him keep trembling and humming, "Crack!" In an instant, a green and cold light suddenly burst out of the sword box, and the Jumang sword bloomed brilliantly in the air, like a

The ripples continued to spread to every corner nearby.

The bound man was originally lifeless, but when he heard the buzzing of the Divine Sword, he suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the Jumang Sword in the air and said slowly: "You are finally back!"

The voice of these words was so small that it was inaudible, but the Jumang sword in mid-air seemed extremely excited. It fell down quickly, and the moment the sharp edge flashed, it was about to cut off the withered vines on the man's body.

"Hold on!" A cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and he suddenly roared: "This is a restriction given by the God Lord, how can you destroy it casually?"

"Swish, swish, swish!" As soon as he finished speaking, several dry vines on the stone tablet flew up in the wind, and struck the Jumang sword hard, knocking it back more than ten feet away.

"Hoo, ho, ho..."

It seemed that driving the withered vines consumed the little spiritual energy he had left. The man began to gasp for breath. After the Gou Mang Sword took a blow, he still refused to give up and kept spinning around the stone monument, bursting out from time to time.

The buzzing sound seemed to be persuading the other party to accept his help and cut off the shackles of the withered vine.

"That's enough, Jumangjian, come back." Guan Heng witnessed this scene and suddenly shouted out an order. This sword has been used by him for a long time and he is extremely psychic. He naturally had to obey the master's order. After a moment's hesitation, he immediately

Turning around in the air, with a swish sound, the hilt of the sword fell into Guan Heng's palm.

"Hey, I don't care who you are, and I don't care how miserable you are here. My purpose is to hunt for treasure."

Guan Heng gently stroked the spine of Jumangjian with his fingers, intending to appease the other party, and then he said casually: "I have brought forty-nine tree seeds of the Tree of Life. If there are any more tests, please tell me quickly.

, we don’t want to waste time on you.”

These words were said in an extremely arrogant manner, and he did not take the guy tied to the stone tablet seriously at all. He had been trapped on the stone tablet for countless years, but after hearing Guan Heng's words, a trace of anger arose in his heart.

Even this person felt very strange why his emotions, which were as smooth as a mirror, would be angered by the other party's arrogant words.

At this moment, Guan Heng took out the bag of life tree seeds, threw it away and caught it repeatedly in his palm. He said casually: "Looking at Jumangjian's attitude towards you, you two seem to have known each other for a long time, right?"

The man said in a deep voice: "Humph, we are not just old acquaintances, I am the sword spirit of Jumangjian!"

"Is the sword spirit? This is really unexpected." Guan Heng gently stroked the Jumang sword and whispered: "When I found it in the king's coffin in the underground ancient city deep in the desert, the sword was broken in two.

It’s as if you’re dead, where will you, the sword spirit, be at ease then?”

After a pause, he continued: "In order to recast the Jumang Sword, I worked hard to gather precious materials such as thousand-year-old demon souls, demon beads, copper emerald liquid, and channeled the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and then

By sacrificing my own essence and blood, this sword's divine edge reappears, and the Jumang Sword and I feel like we are connected by blood!"

"This is my Jumang Sword. What flows in its body is the life and blood given by me, Guan Heng!"

After Guan Heng said that, he raised his sword and pointed at the trapped person on the stone tablet. He said word by word: "This sword has been with me from birth to death. It can kill all evil spirits and demons from other worlds. Even if it gives birth to a sword spirit, it still has to pass through."
Chapter completed!