Double Birth: Lin's Marriage Letter

The sun rises and the moon dives, and the day-to-day kung fu flies by quickly. The little bamboo spirit stays in the bamboo body and devotes himself to cultivating, hoping to recover the damaged kung fu as soon as possible.

True Monarch Longteng will definitely have a promise to repay in the future, Xiao Zhuzi dare not take it to heart, he is a god in the heavens, how can he take his affairs to heart, a piece of dragon scale is more than enough for his 500 years of cultivation up.

After seven days of concentration, Duanzhu's wound has healed.

The little bamboo came out of the body, sat on the ground and looked up at the whole bamboo forest, only a bald bamboo sighed melancholy.

All the originally dense bamboo leaves were taken away by the god along with the upper half of the broken bamboo.

At that time, Little Bamboo wanted to refuse, since it was a part of his body after all, he also wanted to use a spell to burn it and sprinkle it next to his roots, but Supreme Master Longteng didn't give him a chance to refuse at all...

Thinking of this, Xiao Zhuzi sighed again, "Oh!"

Just at this moment, a voice came from behind asking, "What are you doing squatting here?"

"Ah!" Hearing the voice suddenly, Xiao Zhuzi sat down on the ground in fright. Looking back, it was Longteng Zhenjun who had knocked off his 500-year cultivation, standing behind him with a calm face.

Standing up hastily, without patting the ashes off his body, he cupped his fists and bowed deeply to salute Long Teng. "Senior Dragon Soaring!"

"Excuse me!" Long Teng still had a sullen face, but his tone was a bit more concerned, "If you lose your skill, why don't you practice hard, but squat here in a daze, and sigh?"

Little Zhuzi was stunned for a while, obviously felt that Long Teng was taking care of too much, but he didn't dare to say it, he is a god of the heavens, he is just a little bamboo spirit, not to mention the heavens, even in the demon world, he can't beat him A few ghosts!

He replied with trepidation, "I have been practicing for a few days, and I feel a little stuffy, so I came out to get some air." After finishing speaking, it was another big gift, "Thank you, True Monarch Longteng, for your concern."

Long Teng frowned, but didn't say any more.

Just staring at the little bamboo, the more I looked at it, the more I felt something was wrong, "Are you... getting smaller?"

Just now he felt that something was wrong, the little bamboo in front of him was smaller than last time.

Looking at it last time, this phantom human body looks like a boy in the world, but now it looks like he is sixteen or seventeen.

Originally thought that he had lost sight of it last time, but after talking a few words, even his voice softened. This time, Long Teng was convinced that the little bamboo in front of him had become smaller.

It was fine if Long Teng didn't mention it, but when he did, Xiao Zhuzi was so embarrassed that he had nowhere to put his hands, "Yes, yes!"

After receiving the exact answer, Long Teng was still surprised. Although he was born as a god and seldom dealt with the demon world, but this method of cultivation is basically the same.

But even though this little bamboo is in the demon world, he has an outstanding aura, and even the demon aura is very weak, so how can he practice such unreliable skills.

Seeing the embarrassing look of the man bowing his head, Long Teng frowned and glanced at the broken bamboo beside him, he finally understood, "Is it because the deity hurt you?"

Thinking about it, there is only one reason. It is more difficult for bamboo to become refined and transform into shape than birds and beasts. Once it is damaged, even the skills to maintain the human body will be greatly reduced, so that the little bamboo has to make the human form smaller. change.

Before Little Zhuzi could speak, Long Teng said, "Sorry!" Then he stretched out his left hand, spread out his palm, and muttered something in his mouth. After a while, a green silk, a bamboo flute, and a small golden bottle lay in his palm.

Long Teng took a step forward, took Xiao Zhuzi's hand, and transferred what was in his palm to Xiao Zhuzi's hand, "I said that day, there must be repayment, since the deity hurt you, I will give you an explanation, you keep these things." .”

Xiao Zhuzi looked down, the bamboo flute with long and short index fingers was very delicate, only the breath was familiar, after carefully distinguishing it, he looked at the piece of silk like a silk handkerchief, the corner of his mouth still couldn't help twitching ,"This is……"

The bamboo flute was cut off from the top of the broken part, with several holes pierced.The silk is his leaves, which are woven from the stems.

As for the little bottle, he couldn't understand it!

Does he still have to thank True Monarch Longteng for "cutting his corpse into ten thousand pieces, skinning and cramping"?

Are all these gods sick?

Long Teng didn't understand what Xiao Zhuzi's expression meant, didn't he like it?It took him a lot of thought to get these three things to make amends.

"You...don't like it?" He asked tentatively, and Long Teng's expression was not very good. In the past 10,000+ years, he has rarely made friends with colleagues in the God Realm, and even the creatures from the Lower Realm have never interacted with each other.This accidentally hurt a bamboo spirit, and it was a very pleasing bamboo spirit, so I felt extremely uncomfortable.

Therefore, after going back, he thought for a long time before disposing of the broken bamboo he brought back.

Xiao Zhuzi looked at Shenjun's expression, thinking that he was angry, and nodded immediately, "I like it, I like it very much, thank you Your Highness Zhenjun."

True Monarch Longteng, the invincible God of War who once conquered the Seven Realms, how can he be provoked by a small bamboo spirit.Not to mention 500 years of practice, if he was wiped out with a single palm, no one would hold him accountable!

Putting the three things into his arms, Xiao Zhuzi smiled reluctantly.

But this forced smile, in Long Teng's opinion, was just because his gift was too expensive, which made him feel embarrassed.

Immediately he said, "You don't need to be restrained, since the deity hurt you, you can afford this little apology."

"Thank you so much!" Another thank you in embarrassment.

"On the silk are the immortal cultivation techniques that the deity found from the human world. Since you practice with all your heart, if you follow some of the exercises to practice, you will be much better. On the bamboo flute, the deity has cast spells and can be used as a body protection."

"Your half of the broken bamboo, and the rest, the deity burned to ashes, and they were all put in that small bottle. That bottle was transformed from the dragon scales of the deity, which can keep your spirit immortal. Life and death are in dire straits, but it may save your life."

Fortunately, Long Teng thought that the bamboo's cultivation level was not deep and might be difficult to control, so he explained it, otherwise, the little bamboo would turn around and bury them...

This time Xiaozhu was really shocked, he never thought that these three things are so precious.Now that I hold it in my arms, it feels a little hot.

"Thank you, Zhenjun, for your great kindness!" I bowed deeply, this time, thank you from the bottom of my heart.

There was nothing wrong with Long Teng, but this little bamboo's sensible appearance made him very satisfied, but his face was still indifferent. "Cultivate well, and the deity will come back in a few days. If you have any questions, the deity will give you some pointers."

Xiao Zhuzi nodded in a daze. Such a good thing, unexpectedly, fell on his head like this. The 500 years of cultivation is really worth losing.

"You..." Only now did Long Teng remember that this little bamboo didn't even tell him his name, so his face turned dark again, "What's your name?"

Little Zhuzi stood where he was, and was stunned again. He is a born bamboo spirit, where did he get his name.Shaking his head, "No name."

"Really?" Long Teng's brows knit together, "Since he has become a master, how can he not even have a name!"

I thought for a while with my hands behind my back, and regardless of whether he has a name or not, he said, "When the yin is overcast, it is depressed, and when it is easy to form a relationship, let's call it Yuli."

"Xiao Yu, I still have some common affairs, so don't delay. If you have anything to do, you can play the flute and call me."

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