Chapter 164 Two Bamboo Insect Pills
Fifteen days later,
The weather finally cleared up, and the sunshine shone warmly in the bamboo forest. After several days of rainy season, the smell of corroded bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest was very strong, but after being washed by the rain, the bamboos looked increasingly green and bright.
On this day, Shen Anzhi arrived early at the Qingzhu House, which was torn to pieces. Looking at the mess in front of him, he couldn't help but frown slightly, thinking that he had to repair the bamboo house quickly, otherwise Lingjizi should be back soon, and he must be driven away.
Not long after, the bamboo weaving old man also walked over slowly on crutches. Looking at the ruins of the bamboo house, he shook his head helplessly, and then said to An Zhi with a smile: "Hahaha, the destructive power of this iron-eating beast is really It’s not small, but it doesn’t matter. I’ll be able to renovate this bamboo house after a busy day.”
"Wow, thank you for your support, senior. I'm very grateful to An Zhi." An Zhi cupped his hands and felt like crying. After saying that, he couldn't forget to kick Tuan Tuan who was lying next to him.
After that, the two of them started to work. An Zhi first went to the bamboo forest to select suitable bamboos, and then dragged them to the bamboo house. Under his drag, each bamboo moved across the ground and made a "rustling" sound. .
The old bamboo weaver was sorting out old bamboo pieces and materials that could still be used at the old site. He picked out some bamboo pieces that were not too damaged and put them aside. He also picked out small items such as ropes and nails scattered everywhere. Collecting them one by one, I muttered from time to time: "I helped build this Qingzhu Xiaozhu when the idea came. Oh my, it has been more than ten years in a flash. The world is moving so fast."
After Anzhi brought all the new bamboos over, the old bamboo weaver began to point and said, "Let's stand up these bamboos first and use them as the frame pillars of the bamboo house. They must be erected firmly."
An Zhi nodded quickly after hearing this, and the two worked together to insert the bamboos deeply into the ground, and tamp the bottom of the bamboos with stones and soil to ensure that they were firmly rooted in the soil and would not shake easily.
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The old bamboo weaver is indeed a bamboo weaving tycoon. All the bamboos in his hands are elves. Over the morning, the appearance of the bamboo house gradually became clearer, and the dilapidated ruins turned back into a cozy hut.
It was almost noon, and Anzhi started to make bamboo rice. In order to speed up the process, the old bamboo weaver also woven a ball with bamboo strips to help, but the real ball playing in the bamboo forest looked confused and very curious.
Finally, after most of the day's work, the repairs to the bamboo house were completed, and Anzhi's bamboo tube rice was ready.
Shen Anzhi stood in front of the bamboo house, looking at the brand-new house, with a happy smile on his face, and said gratefully to the old bamboo weaver: "Senior, thanks to your help, otherwise, I don't know how to explain to senior Lingjizi."
The old bamboo weaver touched Tuantuan's head and responded: "Repairing a bamboo house is also a craft job. You have to learn more in the future. Maybe it will be useful again one day."
"Absolutely." After Anzhi said that, he started to help the bamboo weaving old man sit down.
At this time, on the bamboo table, in order to thank the old bamboo weaver, Anzhi specially caught a dozen bamboo insects from the bamboo forest, and then pickled spicy and sour bamboo shoots, which made the old bamboo weaver's mouth water.
"Come on, come on. To thank you today, I must have a drink." After saying that, Anzhi took off the demon refining gourd from his waist and brought two bamboo cups: "I feel that the taste of the thousand-year-old snake wine seems to be weak."< br>
The bamboo weaving old man said happily: "Haha, it's been more than two years, and you have drank up all the snake roots."
Having said that, the old bamboo weaver remembered the Thousand-Year-Old Bamboo Insect. Before An Zhi could pour the wine, he took the Demon Refining Gourd and said, "By the way, today seems to be exactly fifteen days."
An Zhi remembered that he was busy repairing the small bamboo building, but he forgot about refining the thousand-year-old bamboo insect, so he also came over and stared directly at the demon refining gourd in the bamboo weaving old man's hand.
"*&...%#@#%￥%..." Following the unknown spell of the bamboo weaving old man, the demon refining gourd that was originally silent in his hand began to tremble slightly, and the simple and mysterious runes on the surface flickered faintly. The light flows along the veins of the runes.
An Zhi quickly stood up and stared at it with curiosity and surprise.
The bamboo-weaving old man breathed a long sigh of relief, his eyes were locked on the demon-refining gourd that was constantly shining, and he muttered: "An Zhi, you are such a violent creature, this is indeed the demon-refining gourd."
"I, I really don't know, it was given to me by one of my former friends, Kui Ran, after his death." An Zhi was surprised and happy. Today, it passed the bamboo weaving old man's test and it turned out to be an artifact.
As the demon refining gourd trembled more and more violently, the light became more and more dazzling. There was only a soft "buzz" sound, and two soft haloes slowly rose from the mouth of the gourd. In the halo, two soft haloes could be faintly seen. A round pill.
An Zhi's eyes widened and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, senior, this, this is the Millennium Bamboo Insect Pill. I didn't expect that the roasted Thousand-Year Bamboo Insect could be made into such a treasure."
Tuantuan also seemed to feel the magic, and Shen Doudou came to the side with a sway, and even stood up.
The old bamboo weaver looked delighted, nodded slightly and said: "This thousand-year-old bamboo insect is extremely rare. Only one appears in the entire bamboo sea in a thousand years. After refining the demon refining gourd, all the essence contained in it has been gathered into this Elixir.”
After the two Thousand-Year Bamboo Insect Pills completely emerged from the Demon Refining Gourd, the light gradually converged and hovered steadily in mid-air.
An Zhi carefully stretched out his hand and caught them one by one. The moment he took it, a cool and warm feeling came from his palm.
An Zhi carefully looked at the Millennium Bamboo Insect Pill in her hand, and saw that the elixir was fine in texture and flawless. She turned to look at the old bamboo weaver and asked, "Senior, do you know the specific uses of this Thousand Year Bamboo Insect Pill?" < br>
The bamboo-weaving old man touched his beard and thought for a while before saying: "Haha, after taking it, it can bring people back to life. Haha, but I haven't tried it. It was mentioned in "The Book of Shu"."
After hearing this, An Zhi was filled with joy: "Two Millennium Bamboo Insect Pills can save two lives, wow."
An Zhi looked at the elixir in his palms, and then offered it to him with both hands: "Senior, here, you originally raised these thousand-year-old bamboo insects. I know that this is yours."
The old bamboo weaver was stunned for a moment, and then declined: "You can keep it, it will definitely be useful in the future. Old man, my cultivation level is basically at the end, and there is no room for further improvement."
An Zhi looked at the sincere and firm eyes of the old bamboo weaver, and knew that it would be a bit pretentious to refuse any more. His eyes turned slightly red, and his voice was choked as he said, "Thank you, senior."
After saying that, An Zhi solemnly put the two thousand-year-old Bamboo Insect Pills into the storage ring, then picked up the bamboo cup and filled it with snake wine: "Senior, An Zhi will definitely live up to expectations."
The old bamboo weaver handed a bamboo shoot with pickled pepper to the side and said: "As long as you are successful in the future, I will be happy in my heart. Think about it, soon, you will go out of the bamboo sea for your mission. When the time comes, I still have many things for you. The bamboo mythical beasts and animals I weave are actually for you.”
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At this time, the sun shone warmly on the two of them, the breeze gently blew through the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves rustled, as if they were also gently cheering for the deep and sincere friendship between the old and the young.