Purple-blood bamboo was a natural treasure.
It took a thousand years for the bamboo to blossom, and a thousand years for the fruit to grow. The fruit would mature after a thousand years, then grow a pair of bamboo leaf-shaped wings and fly up into the sky along with the wind. In the outermost layer of the Midland, the natural power hurricane, after being strengthened by the hurricane for tens of thousands of years, the fruit of the purple-blood bamboo gradually became heavier and thicker, and slowly descended.
After falling back to the ground from the hurricane, the bamboo fruit sunk for thousands of zhang deep into the ground, absorbing the nourishing power of the earth for three hundred and sixty years, and finally sprouted.
A spring rain, a spring thunder; every time a spring rain or a spring thunder was watered by the spring thunder, the new bamboo fruit would grow for ten zhang. After three thousand spring rain and three thousand spring thunder, the roots of the purple-blood bamboo would extend for hundreds of zhang under the ground, and finally, the bamboo shoots would break out of the ground.
Before the bamboo shoots broke out of the ground, no one would be able to find any trace of it.
However, once the bamboo shoots of the purple-blood bamboo appeared, even powerful Divine Magi would take the initiative to snatch it. They would occupy a piece of land and keep it in captivity, watering it with all kinds of natural liquids, so that it would quickly mature and grow into a large area of new purple-blood bamboo woods.
The purple-blood bamboo was hundreds of zhang tall, slim and beautiful, and had the ability to absorb natural power. A piece of purple-blood bamboo woods could create a paradise for people to cultivate themselves. Especially the purple-blood bamboo, it was incomparably hard, and could even easily penetrate the body of a Senior Magus. Also, it had a special soul-destroying power, which was destructive to all kinds of spirits and evil spirits.
No one had found the bamboo shoot that pierced Ying Yun's body to death until today.
Obviously, this bamboo shoot had just drilled out of the ground, and it was even possible that this bamboo shoot had just drilled out of the ground when Ying Yun fell from the sky. This sharp, straight and hard bamboo shoot had just pierced into the top of Ying Yun's head, and came out from between his legs.
How unlucky was Ying Yun to have encountered such a thing?!
If it were any other kind of spirit or divine tree, a newly sprouted branch would never be able to kill a Senior Magus. In the whole world, the only thing that could stab a Senior Magus to death when it had just sprouted was the purple-blood bamboo, which could even be called as a freak.
Ying Yunpeng stood beside Ying Yun in a daze, staring blankly at Ying Yun's horribly mutilated body.
His son, whom he had placed all of his hopes and ambitions on, had died just like that?!
What's more, he died in such an unlucky way that made people not know whether to laugh or cry? If he had been killed by a powerful enemy on the battlefield against the non-humankind monsters, at least, Ying Yun's family would have been able to gain some honor and rewards.
However, his new fighting bird had fallen from the sky and been stabbed to death by a bamboo shoot!
Ying Yunpeng couldn't tell anyone about this kind of death at all!
Next time, when Emperor Shun suddenly asked, 'Elder Yun Peng, I heard that your youngest son died, how did he die? Did his fame startle those non-humankind monsters, and those monsters sent assassins into Pu Ban City to assassinate him?
Could it be that Ying Yunpeng was going to say, 'No, my king, that little bastard of mine, he was playing with birds and was accidentally stabbed to death by a bamboo!
"King", and ",", " Then, all of Emperor Shun's ministers would hold their bellies and laugh out loud!
Thinking of that beautiful scene, Ying Yunpeng really wanted to pull out the legendary bow that he had inherited from his ancestors, and strangle himself bit by bit with the bowstring!
"Yun 'er … couldn't have fallen to death by himself." Ying Yunpeng said slowly, "Some people were jealous of Yun 'er's talent, some people were afraid that Yun' er would threaten their social status when he grew up. Therefore, Yun 'er was assassinated. "
Ying Yunpeng said blandly to those Senior Magi, who were kneeling on the ground and dared not to move, "Your mission is to find the person who tried to assassinate Yun 'er. I don't know who he is, but you have to find him. If you can't find the person who tried to assassinate Yun 'er, you useless things, you can just die together with your families. "
Taking a deep breath, Ying Yunpeng continued with a gentle voice, "Yun 'er is dead, he must be very lonely, and he wants a group of old friends to keep him company!"
Those Senior Magi, who were kneeling on the ground, were now soaked in sweat, some of them even softened on the ground, their legs were shaking so hard that they almost wet their pants. They had already carefully investigated the scene, but didn't find any trace of magic, curse, or anything that was wrong.
Everything was an accident!
Although this couldn't explain why Ying Yun fell from tens of miles high in the air and hit his head on a thumb-thick bamboo shoot, it was indeed an accident!
Many people mounted on different kinds of flying mounts followed Ying Yun over, hovering in the air and looking at Ying Yun's direction. Senior Magi had superhuman senses, they could clearly see and hear everything that was happening in this place from tens of miles away.
Soon, the news about Ying Yun's horrible death in an unimaginable way spread to every corner of Pu Ban City. More and more people, who were here to watch the show, who were gloating over Ying Yunpeng's misfortune, and who had personal grudges against Ying Yunpeng, gathered over from all directions.
Abruptly, another Senior Magus staggered over from a distance away. Judging from the roaring gale and the pair of cyan-colored wings that had been flapping on his back, this Senior Magus was obviously a clansman from the Eastern Wasteland.
Before this Senior Magus could come close, Ying Yunpeng growled at him from a long distance away, "What now?"
The thunderous roar transformed into a visible white shockwave, swooshing towards the Senior Magus like a bolt of lightning. The Senior Magus' chest was hit by the white shockwave, and his entire chest was dented. He vomited a large mouthful of blood and was sent flying backwards for miles.
With great difficulty, the Senior Magus crawled up from the ground, threw his face down on the ground, and screamed out with a hoarse voice, "Lord Ying Su is dead... He, he was having fun in the Scarlet Cave, and he was having an intimate time with a girl who was recently sold to the Scarlet Cave. Suddenly, all of his blood essence was drained, and he died just like that!"
Ying Yunpeng vomited a mouthful of blood to over a mile away. Where the blood fell on the ground, a tens of zhang in radius, and miles deep pit was created. Clouds of dust rose into the air. Ying Yunpeng rushed up to that Senior Magus with a single step, grabbed his head and lifted it up.
"Ying Su is already a peak-level Senior Magus, and he can break into the Magus King level anytime! How could a girl … drain all of his spirit blood? "
That Senior Magus cried and screamed. He looked at Ying Yunpeng, as if he was about to lose his mind, and said, "That girl, we just found out that she has a trace of the bloodline of the Seductress. She is the descendant of a human being and a spirit creature … Lord Ying Su broke her body and activated her bloodline, and drained all of Lord Ying Su's spirit blood!"
Ying Yunpeng roared towards the sky, then slapped that Senior Magus tens of miles away.
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