"You're crazy!"

Shen Lang was startled and hurriedly grabbed the long sword in her hand and threw it away.

"I'm crazy. It's nothing to do with you. Why do you care about me?"

Le Feier looked up slightly, her delicate face was a little lost and a little cold.

A burst of anger broke out in Shen Lang's heart and snorted: "If it weren't for the sake of saving me, I would care about you, a silly woman who was buried with mere magic weapons?"

"Ha, this girl's life is meaningless, only Qishang Qin is with her. Now that the piano has been destroyed, how can I live alone!" Le Fei'er's eyes were warm, and tears couldn't stop falling.

"Fellow Daoist Le is just a magic weapon. If it is destroyed, it will be ruined. At worst, you can refine a new one in the future. Why do you have to seek a shortcoming opinion?" Xiaorou couldn't help but send a message, and she really didn't understand Le Feier's behavior.

"How could you understand?" Le Feier collapsed on the ground and cried violently.

She loves the geese as her life, and Qishangqin has accompanied her throughout her life, which is the only comfort in her life. Although this geese is a dead object, Le Feier is full of emotions for it.

Now that the piano has been destroyed, Le Feier will find it difficult to accept this blow for a while.

"Hmph, of course we won't understand someone as stupid as you, and we don't bother to understand. We'll die at any time. I've never seen a cowardly monk like you."

Shen Lang said angrily, he really didn't want to care about this woman's life or death. But seeing Le Feier looking for death, he felt extremely frustrated.

She finally rescued her from the Shuiyun City Palace, but she was still thinking about seeking death. I really don’t know if she took her life seriously. Shen Lang looked down on people who were greedy for life and feared death, and also looked down on people who did not take their lives seriously.

"Listen. This Qishangqin is originally the object of Emperor Xuan, and it cannot be considered your thing. Senior Xuanying hated Su Yue very much at the beginning. The reason why he pity you, the baby was all because of what your mother Su Yue said at that time." Shen Lang said with a cold face.

"What do you mean?" Le Feier raised her head with tears on her face.

She hadn't heard Shen Lang mention these things yet.

"Your mother only said 'I'm sorry, please let my child go' before her death, and then she committed suicide." Shen Lang snorted coldly.

When Le Feier heard this, her weak body trembled slightly.

"Senior Xuanying only pity you because of your mother's words. Therefore, the Qishangqin cannot be regarded as something that Emperor Xuan gave you. The situation just now just shows the problem. Emperor Xuan probably made trouble in the Jiuxuan Closing Heaven Formation. With the Qishangqin attacking the eyes of the array, a phantom spirit will fly out of the formation to destroy the Qishangqin. The Jiuxuan Closing Heaven Formation said that both the Qishangqin and the Qishangqin can break the formation. In fact, only the Qishangqin can do this." Shen Lang's cold thing.

"So what? It's a fact that this piano has been with me all my life, so why bother with its origin?" Le Feier gritted her teeth.

"Silly woman, your mother is more important than a dead thing like Qi Shangqin. Senior Xuanying has decided to resurrect your mother. Don't you plan to wait until that day?" Shen Lang said with a gloomy face.

"What! Can my mother be resurrected? Are you... saying it true?" Le Feier's face changed drastically, and she struggled to get up from the ground.

"I don't have the intention to lie to you."

Shen Lang sighed, feeling that he had become a good person.

But the words have already reached this point, and it doesn’t make any sense to hide them. Shen Lang simply told Le Feier about Emperor Xuan’s resurrection of Su Yue.

Although Le Feier found it incredible, she had no doubts. She knew that Shen Lang had no need to tell lies to her.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your advice. The little woman was emotionally lost control just now and made some meaningless actions. Please don't make a joke. Let's act now." Le Feier wiped her tears and bowed to Shen Lang. Seeing that the woman had returned to her calm and cold look, Shen Lang couldn't help but feel speechless. She really changed her face faster than turning a book.

"Okay, hurry up and enter the Tianxing Palace." Shen Lang grabbed Le Feier's slender arm with one hand, and without saying anything, he entered a trace of the Holy Yang battle aura, quickly alleviating the injuries in her body.

Le Feier bit her teeth lightly, and she was extremely reluctant to contact men, but in this case she really couldn't say much, so she could only let Shen Lang grab her arm like this, and an inexplicable emotion surged into her heart.

She felt that she had owe Shen Lang enough favors, and this time she added another sum.

Soon, Shen Lang and Le Feier flew towards the golden palace filled with white mist in the air.

As soon as he touched the white fog outside the palace, Shen Lang discovered that the white fog was not clouds, but some kind of strange energy that could even erode the soul of the monk.

The white mist outside the golden palace is very similar to the white mist that spreads among the forests of the Dream Ridge Mountains, but the intensity is obviously not at the same level. Shen Lang's spiritual consciousness is comparable to that of the late-stage Nascent Soul monks. When they touch this white mist, they will feel dizzy.

But as soon as the Holy Yang War Qi in his body was activated, he quickly recovered as usual. Just as Shen Langdu sent several Holy Yang War Qi in his body, he also had a similar effect.

"Young Master, if Xiaorou guessed correctly, this white mist should be a miasma called "Spiritual Misculature" in ancient times. This miasma is very powerful. If a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage is unprepared, he will also have strong hallucinations after being hit by the Spiritual Misculature. At the mildest, the soul will be damaged and becomes a fool. At the worst, the soul will collapse and die directly!"

"The power of this spiritual mist is too powerful and is extremely rare in ancient times. The fog that spreads in the Dream Ridge is probably diluted by the spiritual mist that lingers outside the Tianxing Palace." Xiaorou explained.

Shen Lang frowned slightly, and the spiritual mist and miasma spread throughout the Tianxing Palace, and there was almost no place to breathe.

The amount of the Holy Yang battle energy in his body is limited. If the Holy Yang battle energy is gone, his soul will probably be eroded by white fog. Le Feier is even more so. Shen Lang doesn't know how long he can last in the Tianxing Palace, which is filled with spiritual mist and miasma, so he can only race against time now.

The golden palace in the air is like a huge lotus platform.

Shen Lang and Le Feier continued to fly towards Tianxing Palace.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they approached Tianxing Palace, their bodies suddenly sank. They felt a great sense of oppression on their bodies, as if there was a huge force pressing towards their bodies.

"Forbidden Air Formation?"

Shen Lang frowned. He had seen many kinds of Forbidden Air Forbidden Air Formation, but this was the first time he had seen such a powerful Forbidden Air Formation! Even the Nascent Soul cultivator could not resist this Forbidden Air Formation and was difficult to fly at all.

There was no way, Shen Lang and Le Feier were forced to descend the escape light and landed on the stone steps at the entrance of Tianxing Palace.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the force that blessed him gradually disappeared. Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief. As long as he did not fly, he would not be affected by this strange gravity.

"roar!!!"
Chapter completed!