Shen Lang clasped his fists with a smile and said: "I do not represent the local forces in Pansiling. I am a disciple of Tianmang Immortal Realm. I recently traveled to Pansiling and happened to hear about the birthday party of Emperor Hong Ling's daughter, so I came here to celebrate her birthday.
I want to have a glimpse of the emperor’s daughter, and I wonder if I am qualified to participate in the birthday banquet?”
"Educate the disciples!"
Upon hearing that Shen Lang was a disciple of the Chan Cult, all the disciples of Huanghua Temple who greeted the monks were trembling with excitement, and their eyes focused on Shen Lang, with expressions of astonishment on their faces.
The teachings of Tianmang Immortal Realm are famous throughout the fairy world, and no one knows that the leader of the teaching, "Yuanshi Tianzun", is the ancestor of ten thousand immortals who practiced from the Hongmeng era to the World Destruction War, and is the great Tianzun respected by everyone in the true immortal world.
Although the Chan Sect has declined since the World Destruction War, the leader has fallen, and the followers have left, the remaining power of the past still makes the monks in the world highly respect the disciples of the Chan Sect.
The yellow-robed monk at the head looked at Shen Lang for a few times and said with suspicion on his face: "Fellow Taoist is really a disciple of Chanjiao?"
"Of course I won't joke about this matter."
Shen Lang said calmly.
In order to sneak into the birthday banquet, Shen Lang pretended to be a disciple of Chanjiao. Chanjiao was famous far and wide, and if these Huanghuaguan disciples really believed in it, they would definitely not deny it.
The yellow-robed monk clasped his fists and said rather politely: "Fellow Taoist, it's not that we don't trust you, but the disciples of Chanjiao rarely walk around the Tianmu Immortal Realm, and we have never had a disciple of Chanjiao in Pansil Ridge.
You said you are a disciple of the Chan Cult, so you'd better show us proof to convince us."
Shen Lang thought for a while and said seriously: "Even if I can show you the evidence, I guess it will be difficult to convince you. Well, I can show you the magical power of Chan Jiao. Huanghua Temple is a Taoist sect. You should know that there are five types of Chan Jiao.
The thunder method is a magical power. If it is convenient, I can demonstrate this method now."
The yellow-robed monk said calmly: "It is rumored that the Five Thunder Technique is indeed one of the most widely circulated magical powers among the disciples of the Chan Cult. Although this magical power is popular in the Chan Cult, monks from other areas can also learn it. You only know one Five Thunder Technique."
Miraculous powers can’t prove anything.”
Shen Lang smiled and said: "What you said is right, fellow Taoist, but I will use four of the five lightning techniques! Fellow Taoist, please note that it is almost impossible for monks who are not taught by me to learn the four five thunder techniques.
I wonder if this can prove your identity?"
"this……"
The yellow-robed monk was stunned for a moment, and a group of Huanghua Temple disciples also looked at each other.
Although the Five Thunder Technique is not a powerful magical power, it is extremely difficult to practice and requires the refining of specific and rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures.
It is difficult for ordinary monks to obtain the heavenly materials and earthly treasures to practice the Five Thunder Method, so there are very few monks who practice this method. It is good to master one Five Thunder Method.
A monk who can master the four and five thunder techniques at the same time... This is no longer rare and can be described. In addition to the other party's disciples, the yellow-robed monk could not think of any other reason for Shen Lang to practice the four and five thunder techniques.
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"Since Taoist Friend claims to be able to cast four completely different Five Thunder Techniques, you might as well show it to us. If it is true, we will automatically conclude that Taoist Friend is really a disciple of Chanjiao!" the yellow-robed monk said politely.
"good!"
Shen Lang smiled lightly and then snapped his fingers.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, four thousand-foot-long thunder dragons suddenly rushed out from behind Shen Lang, carrying four completely different thunder energies, each of which was Gengjin Tribulation Thunder, Guishui Yin Thunder, Wutu Ming Thunder, and Binghuoyang Thunder.
Four thunder dragons hovered above Shen Lang's head, with dense lightning arcs surging on the surface of their bodies, exuding extremely powerful destructive power, and the terrifying thunder energy shook the surroundings.
When the disciples of Huanghua Temple saw this, their eyes lit up.
These elites themselves are considered well-informed and can identify the four types of thunder released by Shen Lang. They are indeed the four-door and five-thunder method.
"Your Excellency is worthy of being a disciple of Chanjiao. You can actually learn the Four Gates and Five Thunder Techniques. I admire you!"
The yellow-robed monk was sincerely convinced and basically believed that Shen Lang was a disciple of the Chan Cult.
"A small magical power is insignificant."
Shen Lang clasped his fists in a neither humble nor overbearing manner, withdrew the thunder energy, and then asked: "May I ask if I can attend the birthday banquet of the Hong Ling Emperor?"
The yellow-robed monk said politely: "Of course! But according to the rules, please state your name and what the birthday gift is. After we verify the authenticity of the birthday gift and register and report it, you can enter the Huanghua Temple to watch the ceremony."
Shen Lang felt that there was some trouble, but he could only follow the rules of Huanghua Temple, cupping his fists and saying: "My name is Shen Lang, and the birthday gift I will give you is 100 million low-grade fairy stones, fifty high-grade fairy weapons, and one top-grade fairy weapon!
"
As soon as these words came out, all the disciples of Huanghua Temple looked at each other with astonishment on their faces.
Shen Lang was alone, but the birthday gift he brought was no less valuable than a birthday gift from a large sect. It was a bit too wealthy! This was already equivalent to half of the net worth of an ordinary early Earth Immortal monk.
The yellow-robed monks were somewhat dubious. He immediately ordered several Huanghuaguan monks to check the contents of the ceremonial car, and found that they were exactly the same as what Shen Lang said.
"Your Excellency is worthy of being a disciple of the Chan Cult, and you are truly extraordinary!"
The yellow-robed monk was completely convinced. Now he no longer had any doubts about Shen Lang's identity as a disciple of Chanjiao, and he deliberately marked his identity as a "disciple of Chanjiao" on the list of those attending the banquet.
Shen Lang smiled stiffly, feeling very unhappy.
In the past, he was mainly worried that he would not be able to get into the birthday party, so he prepared a quite generous birthday gift. Now that he thinks about it, he has suffered a big loss. In fact, there is no need to prepare such a generous birthday gift.
The yellow-robed monk immediately took out the prohibition-breaking sign, tore a gap in the prohibition light curtain at the foot of Baimu Mountain, and put out a word of invitation: "Welcome Fellow Daoist Shen to come to Huanghua Temple to observe the ceremony, please!"
Shen Lang clasped his fists, turned into a silver escaping light, rushed into the gap, and entered Baimu Mountain.
At the entrance of Baimu Mountain is a peach blossom forest. In the peach forest are rows of gorgeous maids, with good looks and different styles. There are five or six hundred of them.
There are those who are delicate and dignified, those who are enchanting, and those who are hot and unrestrained...
All the maids have half-immortal cultivation and smile on their faces.
Seeing Shen Lang entering Baimu Mountain, all the maids bowed and said, "Senior, welcome to Baimu Mountain!"
The leader, a female cultivator with stunning makeup and a blue shirt and long skirt, stepped forward and bowed to Shen Lang. Yingying smiled and said: "Senior, if you like any maid, you can choose one of them to accompany you at the banquet hall."
Shen Lang felt a little fresh, and even prepared to serve as a maid. The Huanghua Temple was really well prepared.
He didn't like these strange women, but considering that these maids should be quite familiar with the monks at this banquet, Shen Lang looked at the female monk in a blue shirt and long skirt, and said with a smile: "This girl,
I have fallen in love with you, can you come with me to the venue?"
"I?"
The female cultivator in a blue shirt and long skirt looked slightly startled, and bowed shyly again, a little embarrassed: "Senior, I am the leader of these maids, and I am not responsible for accompanying them..."