The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree has already given birth to spiritual wisdom, which is something Yang Bo and Senior Sheep have known for a long time.

But they didn't expect that the Zizhu Ancestral Tree, after staying here for so many years, would still harbor evil intentions and want to return to Buddhism.

Zizhu Ancestral Tree finally said: "Fellow Daoist Yang, be merciful! Be merciful!"

Yang Bo snorted coldly, "Do you know how to show mercy now?"

"When you attacked me just now, did you ever think that your behavior would have a great impact on me?"

"If I go crazy because of this, how can you compensate me?"

The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree made a rustling sound, but there was no response.

Yang Bo said coldly: "I heard that fresh bamboo can be roasted with strong fire to produce bamboo leaves, which can improve cultivation and restore spiritual consciousness. Can it have such an effect?"

While talking, Yang Bo took out the Nine Nether Yin Fire.

The green flames flickered and seemed to be extinguished, but the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree could feel the hot breath coming from the fire.

Spiritual trees are naturally afraid of fire, and the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree is an eighth-grade spiritual tree. Facing a spiritual fire like Nine Nether Yin Fire, it feels suffocated.

Zizhu Ancestral Tree said quickly: "Fellow Daoist Yang, why do you need to take action at this time?"

“I’ll send fresh bamboo juice right away!”

"However, bamboo drain water can nourish spiritual consciousness. Fellow Daoist Yang is too seriously injured, so I'm afraid it will be a drop in the bucket!"

Yang Bo said coldly: "Why don't you send it over quickly?"

Yang Bo didn't know the effect of fresh bamboo juice. He was just talking nonsense. He didn't expect that fresh bamboo juice from the purple bamboo ancestral tree really had such an effect!

Soon, a cup made of purple bamboo fell in front of Yang Bo.

Yang Bo reached out and took the Zizhu cup and placed it in front of him.

The purple bamboo ancestral tree stretched out a piece of paper and landed on the cup.

"Crash!"

Threads of fresh bamboo juice were poured into the purple bamboo cup, and Yang Bo could smell a refreshing fragrance.

When the cup was full, the purple bamboo ancestral tree took back the bamboo branches.

Yang Bo picked up the purple bamboo cup and drank it all in one gulp.

This is the fresh juice of the purple bamboo ancestral tree, so the aroma is extremely rich.

The fresh bamboo juice went down the throat, and in an instant, a thin force spread towards the body and limbs.

This is the first time Yang Bo has tasted fresh bamboo juice. In the past, when he took elixirs, he would have strong power spurting out, but it was rarely as weak as before.

However, after Zhuli entered the body, it directly penetrated into the soul and nourished the soul.

This nourishing effect is very slow, but it feels very familiar. It is a gentle nourishment that moisturizes things silently.

Yang Bo suddenly opened his eyes, "Fellow Taoist Zizhu, have another drink!"

The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree refused and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang, I don't have much bamboo juice in my body!"

A wisp of green flame emerged from Yang Bo's hand. The flame was cold and fierce, but it gave people a deep feeling.

Zizhu Ancestral Tree immediately changed his mind and said: "Although it's not much, I can still provide some!"

The purple bamboo cup in Yang Bo's hand was filled again.

Yang Bo drank it all in one gulp, and the bamboo liquid entered his body, nourishing his soul and speeding up his recovery a lot.

In the next few days, Yang Bo stayed in the nine-story pagoda, drinking Zizhuzhuli one cup after another.

The Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree wanted to refuse, but was unable to resist at all.

After all, it is really possible for the Nine Nether Yin Fire in Yang Bo's hand to completely burn it.

The Zizhu Ancestral Tree knew very well that Yang Bo's soul was injured and that this was a life-or-death situation. Under such circumstances, any action Yang Bo made was understandable.

Therefore, the purple bamboo ancestral tree can only try its best to provide purple bamboo juice.

After a few days, the purple bamboo ancestral tree became withered, the leaves withered, and the trunk became chapped due to lack of water.

Yang Bo's soul has finally recovered to a certain extent. Although it has not fully recovered, it has been greatly improved compared to his hand.

Yang Bo noticed the condition of the Zizhu Ancestral Tree, and he finally stopped practicing.

Yang Bo raised his head and looked in the direction of Senior Sheep, "Did anything happen during this period?"

Senior Sheep shook his head, "There is no situation."

"White Snake said that if you wake up, he will let you go find him."

"The white snake has an extra horn on its head."

Yang Bo was stunned for a moment, "White snake has horns on its head?"

"What's going on?"

Yang Bo's memory stayed on the scene when he pushed the white snake and the green dragon out, so he didn't know that the white snake had horns on its head.

Senior Sheep said: "The white snake swallowed up the remaining energy after the green dragon's self-destruction. Although there is only the remaining soul of the green dragon, for the white snake, it is enough to turn into a dragon!"

"The White Snake bloodline is definitely inferior to the Azure Dragon bloodline. The lower bloodline will evolve after swallowing the upper bloodline!"

Yang Bo frowned, "In other words, although White Snake and Qinglong are both in Da Luo Jin Fairyland, if they fight, White Snake will definitely lose?"

Senior Sheep nodded, "You can also say so!"

"For human monks, having the power of blood can give them stronger talents, but for monsters, the suppressive effect of the power of blood is completely different!"

Yang Bo looked at Senior Sheep and was surprised. This was the first time he had come across such information.

Yang Bo said: "If this is the case, the white snake has refined the dragon's soul and grown horns, and its strength will also increase?"

Senior Sheep nodded, "Actually, the biggest gain this time is White Snake!"

"You have to know that in front of Qinglong, White Snake's bloodline is greatly suppressed and can only exert 50% of its strength!"

"This time, after refining the remnant soul of Qinglong, White Snake can exert at least 80% of its strength in front of Qinglong!"

Yang Bo asked: "So, I have done White Snake a big favor?"

Senior Sheep shook his head, "It helped you too!"

Yang Bo laughed and said, "Senior Sheep, please rest assured, I will never take credit or be arrogant!"

"When I see Senior White Snake, I will definitely treat him with respect!"

Senior Sheep nodded, "Your injuries have almost recovered, you can go see White Snake!"

Yang Bo nodded and walked out. He took a step and immediately stood outside the nine-story pagoda.

Relying on the fresh bamboo juice from the Purple Bamboo Ancestral Tree, Yang Bo restored 80% of the soul. Next, if he wants to completely restore it, it will not be completed in a short time.

During this period, Yang Bo took a large amount of fresh bamboo juice. Although most of the fresh bamboo juice was refined by him, some of the power still remained in his body and was not completely refined.

Next, as long as there is enough time, Yang Bo will be able to completely repair his soul and fully recover himself.

Yang Bo looked into the distance and saw the black bear. Yang Bo held his hand and said, "Fellow Black Bear, please lead the way. I'm going to see Senior White Snake!"

Black Bear nodded, "Follow me!"

The bronze mine is full of the power of the Golden Law. The Golden Law is crisscrossed. Even if you are walking in it, you must pay special attention to safety.
Chapter completed!