In the main hall of the Seven Saints Palace.

The old ancestor Tianying dressed in brocade clothes stood in the middle of the hall, and Yuan Tianzong bent down to report the news to him.

At this moment, Shen Lang walked into the hall.

"I have met Master Tianying, and I have met the Palace Master!"

Shen Lang immediately bowed to the ancestor Tianying and Yuan Tianzong.

"Hahaha, please get up quickly, Shen Lang's disciple!"

The ancestor Tianying turned into a white light and came to Shen Lang in an instant, and helped Shen Lang up with a smile, showing great enthusiasm.

"I live up to my master's entrustedness. My disciple has successfully won the championship, which can be regarded as fulfilling my promise to my master." Shen Lang said seriously.

"Once I already know this. Shen Lang's disciple, you performed well this time and did not disappoint my master." The ancestor Tianying patted his shoulder and said, his old face was full of laughter.

Not only was there no disappointment, but the ancestor Tianying was shocked by Shen Lang's performance.

The soul power of the cultivator at the level of the immortal was extremely powerful. The ancestor Tianying only sat cross-legged in the Seven Saints Palace Hall, and his spiritual sense had already spyed through the entire process of the martial arts meeting, including the battle between Shen Lang and Dai Tian.

As strong as the ancestor of Tianying, he never expected that Shen Lang's talent would be so terrifying. In just a dozen days, he could practice the Yisheng True Lord's Curse to this level.

With such a terrifying talent, the ancestor Tianying felt incredible. He only felt that this person who broke the catastrophe and saved the world was really unpredictable to speculations.

In short, the ancestor Tianying was extremely happy to be able to accept an apprentice like Shen Lang.

"Master praised it, the disciple is just doing what he should do." Shen Lang said in a humble and arrogant manner.

"Okay, okay."

The ancestor Tianying nodded and praised. He saw Shen Lang becoming more and more pleasing to him. He laughed and said, "Disciple, since you have won the championship, then go to a place with me and give you a great fortune."

"Thank you, Master!"

Shen Lang didn't ask where it was, so he opened his mouth to thank him, expecting that the ancestor Tianying would not cheat him.

The ancestor Tianying stopped talking nonsense, rolled up a ray of escape light, covered Shen Lang in it, floated away from the hall, and flew towards the north of Qipan Mountain.

There is a huge peak in the north of Qipan Mountain, called "Yundai Mountain". It is the highest mountain, it is also the seclusion place of the ancestor Tianying and the forbidden place of the Seven Saints Palace.

Yundai Mountain is shrouded in colorful clouds all year round, and purple air comes from the east, which is the most intense place for the chaotic spiritual energy of the entire Qipan Mountain.

The ancestor Tianying did not take Shen Lang to his residence, but took Shen Lang to a cold pond stone cave at the foot of the mountain.

The outside of the cave was covered with layers of bans. Shen Lang saw that the ancestor Tianying took out three ban-breaking tokens, so he opened the ban outside the cave.

Walking into the cave, the cold air overflowed, everything in the cave was frozen, and an ice storm was blowing, quenching the cold into the bones.

The cold air here is so strange that ordinary immortal cultivators will be frostbitten in minutes.

Shen Lang was so cold that his whole body was trembling. Only after using the Nine-Turn Gold Body could he completely resist the cold air in the cave.

He followed the ancestor Tianying deep into the cave and came to the deepest part of the cave.

There is a stone platform in front of me, and an ancient painting floating on it is floating on it.

The painting shows a lame old man, bowing to an old man riding a green cow and an old man riding a white crane in the sky.

"What is this painting?"

Shen Lang was a little dazed and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"This painting is called 'Worshiping Immortal Picture', which is a inheritance left by my ancestors of Meishan in the past." The ancestor Tianying said with a serious and solemn expression.

"A thing that is inherited?"

Shen Lang was secretly surprised. He didn't expect that the ancestor inheritance that the ancestors mentioned repeatedly before, which was actually this ancient painting.

"Yes. This immortal worship map is quite good, so I will tell you."

"When Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun was named the God of War by Emperor Haotian, all the immortal gods and stars in the heavenly court came to congratulate and send gifts. At that time, Erlang Zhenjun was at the peak of the sky. All the gifts and treasures he received were rare things. If you take them out and put them in now, you will probably sensation in most of the Tianmu Immortal Realm!"

"This immortal worship map is a treasure given to Erlang Zhenjun by Tieguai Li, the head of the Eight Immortals in the Cave, to Erlang. However, Zhenjun did not like calligraphy and painting, so he gave this painting to his ancestor Meishan Seven Saints."

"The ancestor once said that if this immortal worship map is used by those who have the heart of Tao, they can obtain great fortune. Unfortunately, my ancestors of Meishan are all demon cultivators, and only human cultivators can have the heart of Tao. The ancestors of Meishan and even descendants cannot enter this painting to see the mystery, so they have been passed down to this day."

"The ancestors' teachings are said, if you encounter someone who breaks the robbery and saves the world in the future, you can hand this painting over to others."

The ancestor of Tianying told the story in a casual manner.

Only the ancestor Tianying knew the secret of this immortal map. The ancestor Tianying didn't want to give this painting to descendants of the Seven Saints. He didn't know the truth that the water did not flow into the fields of outsiders, mainly because.

"I see."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, not expecting that this ordinary ancient painting had such a origin.

The Eight Immortals in Shangdong are also considered to be the famous star general of the Heavenly Court. As the leader of the Eight Immortals, Tieguai Li is said to be a disciple of the Taishang Laojun lineage and has an extremely respectable status.

Since the Immortal worship map is a gift given to Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun by Tieguai Li, this thing must be extraordinary.

"Shen Lang's disciple, there is no danger in the immortal worship map. You can now enter the painting to explore. As for whether you can obtain fortune as your ancestors said, it depends on your own ability!"

The ancestor Tianying said with a serious expression.

“Yes, Master!”

Shen Lang hugged his fists, his mood a little complicated, and he had received too much kindness from the Seven Saints of Meishan.

As a sect founded by the Seven Saints of Meishan, the Seven Saints Palace must repay kindness in terms of emotion and reason. What you can do is naturally protect it.

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Shen Lang abandoned the distracting thoughts in his heart, came to the picture of worshiping immortals, stared at the scene in the painting, and his spiritual consciousness was immersed in it.

The painting seemed to contain mysterious energy. In a trance, Shen Lang's heart shook his mind, and his soul broke out of his body and flew into the immortal worship map.

“Buzz!”

The moment Shen Lang's soul body flew into the immortal worship map, a large piece of white light shot out from the painting to wrap his soul body.

Shen Lang was lost for a moment. After he recovered from his sanity, he found that his body was covered with mist. He had recovered from his body at some point, but the chaotic spiritual power in his body was empty and his magic power was gone.

"Tsk!"

After all, Shen Lang had seen the world. He suppressed the panic in his heart and thought that he had entered the painting. The space in this painting may follow the established power of the law, which caused him to be unable to use the chaotic spiritual power, which was equivalent to losing all magic power.

After hearing from the ancestor Tianying that there was no threat in the immortal worship map, Shen Lang was not very interested. After passing through a white cloud, he fell into a certain mountain forest like a light breeze.

When Shen Lang felt strange, he suddenly heard a thick song coming from Lin Zheng.

I saw a lame old man walking deep in the mountains and forests, holding a crutch in his right hand and a huge wine gourd in his left hand, and singing an unknown song.
Chapter completed!