Bamboo Mound

Chapter 145 Waking Up.

"Is this the history within the Cloud and Mist Secret Realm?!"

"But..." He didn't sense any mist here, and the range of the Green Spirit Bamboo didn't match up either.

Compared to when he first encountered the Green Spirit Bamboo Forest, the area of ​​the bamboo forest is now several times larger!

He had previously thought that the area he encountered in the Cloud and Mist Secret Realm was a transplanted part.

"But if that's the case, will I still be able to see myself?"

He had some expectations. If the memories of the Azure Spirit Bamboo's inheritance were recorded until the clan disappeared, then he, as the last person to come into contact with the Azure Spirit Bamboo, would surely be recorded in this inheritance memory as well!

Just then, the space around the main hall seemed to be distorted, and two more blurry figures flew out of the hall, exuding a powerful aura. Their magnificent robes were only slightly stained.

However, after the two of them came out, there was no further activity in the main hall.

Without any pause, the figures who had just pushed the main hall to the ground were fighting each other again!

Perhaps it was because of that grand hall that the power or techniques within could be suppressed, so that it would not have any impact on the outside world.

Now the battlefield has shifted from inside the hall to outside, and the intensity of the battle has instantly become terrifying!

Various dazzling magical lights intertwined and shimmered in mid-air, and the fluctuations of spiritual energy spread outwards like surging waves!

With his current eyesight, he couldn't even see their movements clearly!

The Qingling Bamboo Forest was also affected by the great battle. Large swathes of bamboo were shaken by the aftershocks of the spiritual energy, and those that were close by were directly burst and shattered.

Ning Chang felt that the Qingling Bamboo should be feeling uneasy and fearful, but they still stood tall and stubbornly, trying to resist this sudden disaster.

As the battle intensified, the surrounding environment began to change drastically.

Whether it was due to some figure using some means or some change in other locations, a fog appeared without warning and spread rapidly, enveloping the entire battlefield.

Because it was a memory transfer, Ning Chang's vision naturally became blurry without his heterochromatic eyes. He could only vaguely hear the roar of the spells and the shouts of the three people.

Moreover, judging from the sound, the figure who pushed the main hall off the stage was already exhausted and was killed by the other two!

As that person died, the sounds of the other two fighting gradually diminished until they disappeared, as if they had moved away from the area during the battle.

Then, everything returned to tranquility, but unlike before, under the shroud of mist, the vast bamboo forest was completely silent.

Even the wind seemed to have lost its way, or perhaps it was too frightened by the battle just now to come out.

All sounds are silent.

Those creatures that were once barely visible seemed to have vanished; their distant cries and faint howls were now completely silent.

The Azure Bamboo Forest was also greatly affected, and its area began to shrink rapidly!

Ning Chang, who was already floating on the edge of the bamboo forest, was immediately pulled backward along with it.

They only stopped when the bamboo forest had shrunk by more than half, and then began to imitate the shape of an ordinary bamboo forest again.

However, unlike before, the Green Spirit Bamboo has now stopped even its most basic growth, completely stagnating.

"its not right..."

Ning Chang fell into deep thought once again.

It was merely affected by the battle and shrouded in a layer of fog. Besides, the battle had moved to other places, and the fog had no effect on the bamboo except for sunlight...

Just then, the pause in the bamboo forest lasted only a few breaths before it stirred again.

Ning Chang, drawn in, stopped thinking and turned to look.

In the center of the bamboo forest, a clearing appeared once again, and a giant bamboo shoot several meters thick broke through the soil, growing to the same height as the surrounding bamboo in the blink of an eye!

Then all the bamboo began to shake, and thin shoots grew from each branch, producing pointed spikes and nurturing the hanging bamboo species!

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"Azure Bamboo, let's leave it in this state until I arrive..."

Based on such a long period of observation, the growth of the green bamboo does not require much water, but now it has been forced to flower and preserve its species by unknown factors.

It is obvious that it is not waiting for Ning Chang, but for any organism that can carry its seeds to other places, so that as long as they take root, the population can be restored.

This straightforward purpose is evident from the fact that it actively preserves and passes on memories.

Unable to figure out the reason, and seeing that there would be no further changes in the short term, Ning Chang closed his eyes again, preparing to jump to the final moment.

.......

This fast-forward took much longer than all the previous fast-forwards combined. It felt like several months had passed before he noticed anything slightly different!

I opened my eyes with a sigh of relief and found myself standing under a giant bamboo shoot in the middle of a bamboo forest, peeling the skin off the shoot.

"!"

His eyes widened suddenly, his body trembled, and he left his original spot.

Then he saw a figure dressed in white standing where he had just been, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

For a moment, he thought he had returned to the Cloud and Mist Secret Realm. If that were the case, then everything he had done in the past few months would have to be done all over again!

Fortunately, it was just a case of overlapping positions, and it turned out to be a false alarm.

He took a breath and decided to walk to the front to see what he looked like in this inherited memory.

But the result disappointed him somewhat.

"It seems that the blurry figures of those fighters are not due to their cultivation level."

His own face was also blurry, presumably because the Green Spirit Bamboo could not record these things.

But it makes sense, considering that bamboo has no vision; it's already a stretch for it to be able to record a scene.

Just as I was sighing, the memory of myself peeled away a crucial layer, revealing the large bamboo seed at the top of the giant bamboo shoot.

When "he" plucked the bamboo seed, the entire bamboo forest turned to dust, and the passing down of memories came to an abrupt end.

After his eyes had adjusted to the sunlight for a while, he slowly opened them.

He was still sitting cross-legged in the broken courtyard. The only remaining green bamboo before he fell into his memories had, as if due to his consciousness being withdrawn, merged with the dust on the ground.

The first thing that catches the eye is the ground in the courtyard that was originally raised up by the Green Spirit Bamboo, which has now become relatively flat, as if the previous turmoil had never happened.

He moved his body slightly and immediately felt something was off about his clothes. Although most of them were dry, they felt stiff, as if they had been dried for a long time!

Looking further down, the lower half of his pants was quite damp, clinging to his legs, feeling cool and sticky, which was very uncomfortable.

He pondered to himself that he must have spent quite a bit of time in the memories of the Green Bamboo, and that it must have rained not long ago, and quite heavily at that, enough to level the ground so that his pants would remain damp even though his whole body was completely dry!