Chapter 4465 (1/2)

”This is ”Broken heart bamboo?”

There is the way that the Lord is not very confident, and then he took a look at the Taigu God of Yinji peak.

”Yes, this bamboo forest is heartbroken bamboo. If you dare not walk, you can go down the mountain now.”

”What do you call it?”

”Yinji peak, Wang Qingyan.”

”Master Wang, heartbreaking bamboo will destroy people's mood completely. Isn't it too much to use it to test

”Yinji peak didn't force you into the mountain. If you want to stay and walk, if you don't want to go down the mountain now, it's only the first pass. After this pass, there's still something behind. Hurry up.”

Wang Qingyan's impatient way.

The crowd whispered.

”Brother Huang, what's the origin of this bamboo?”

”You don't know? If you approach this bamboo, you will disturb your mood and make people fall into a dreamland. If you can't get out, your mood will be broken, and you will be abandoned... ”

”How can you have such power?”

”The state of mind is not divided into cultivation. If Taigu zunshen goes in, he will suffer the same fate, unless his heart is as hard as iron.”

”All of you have come. It's too unwillingness to leave like this...”

”But if something goes wrong, the disciples will be abandoned. The evil peak has such an attitude that it's better not to worship.”

The Lord snorted and left with a cold face under the door.

Wang Qingyan didn't look at him. He urged the others: ”if you don't go, you can go down the mountain.”

”Let's go.”

They shook their heads and left one after another.

Soon, there were only thirty or fifty people left in front of Wang Qingyan.

”Master, I'll go for a walk!”

A young man gritted his teeth and walked straight into the purple bamboo forest in front of the crowd. The crowd followed him closely until the young man disappeared step by step in the purple bamboo forest.

After about seven or eight breaths, a scream suddenly came out. Wang Qingyan snorted and walked into the purple bamboo forest. Soon he came back to the crowd with the young man.

There was no trauma on the young man, but his eyes were dull, his eyes had no focus, and he was still mumbling to himself:

”it's terrible, it's terrible...”

”He's useless.”

Wang Qing and Yan song let the young man sit on the ground.

Seeing this, the elder of the young man's family helped him up with an iron face and looked at him carefully. At the same time, he couldn't make him come back to himself with all kinds of methods.

The rest of the people saw that he had become like this, and they did not dare to enter the purple bamboo forest. The owner looked at Wang Qingyan with hatred and went down the mountain with the door.

So far.

There was only one person left in front of Wang Qingyan, and that was Ning Qi.