Unfortunately, the Bamboo tribe has too many natural enemies, and trying to develop it is nothing short of a fantasy.

But this has nothing to do with Xu Zimo.

After he crossed the bamboo sea, he saw a huge mountain behind him.

Of course, the point is not on the mountain, but on the bottom of the mountain, a figure is suppressing it.

This is a tall man with long red hair and a somewhat coarse appearance.

"Fellow Taoist is here. Please forgive me for not being able to greet him in person," the big man said with a smile.

Xu Zimo looked at the mountains of suppression on his body.

He said in surprise: "A mountain of rules, and also rules of power."

"Yes, this iron-eating clan is really hateful. With this mountain suppressing them, I'm afraid I will never be able to leave," said the big red-haired man.

"Get to know the human race Canghaihou."

"Xu Zimo," Xu Zimo nodded.

Asked: "Where is the fairy bamboo?"

"Whatever conditions the iron-eating clan gives to fellow Taoists, we can pay double," the man said.
Chapter completed!