After breaking through the integration stage, Shen Lang's Sky Eagle Spiritual Eyes no longer have limitations and can display their full abilities. With the help of this pupil technique, he can peek into scenes within a radius of 500 million miles in a short period of time!
After flying for most of the day, Shen Lang arrived at his destination.
Flying into the Cangmu Islands, Shen Lang used the Sky Eagle Spiritual Eyes to scan around, and sure enough he found that there were a large number of Wood Spirit monks on the island. There were thousands of wood-attribute spiritual veins intertwined under the water on this island, which was a wonder.
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This is not the main point. The main point is that Shen Lang found that there seemed to be something wrong with the Cangmu Islands. A large number of monks fled, and they all fled to the northwest. The number of monks on the island was pitiful.
Shen Lang was startled for a while and stopped a green-faced strong man who was in the early stage of becoming a god.
Seeing Shen Lang exuding soaring spiritual pressure, the strong man was so frightened that he trembled all over and asked tremblingly: "Senior... what advice do you have?"
"Don't be nervous, I'm just going to ask you some questions. Why did you monks from Cangmu Islands flee? Did something happen?" Shen Lang asked directly.
The green-faced burly man breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly explained: "Senior, I don't know something. A few days ago, the Wind Ghost Clan from the Kyushu Continent threatened to occupy the Cangmu Islands, which caused a lot of trouble among the monks on the island."
Shen Lang was very surprised when he heard the news about the Wind Ghost Clan when he first came to Cangmu Islands.
In fact, the territory of the Fenggui Clan is just to the west of the Kyushu Continent, not far from the Cangmu Islands.
"Why did the Wind Ghost Tribe occupy the Cangmu Islands?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
Logically speaking, wood-attributed spiritual energy has no use value for ghost cultivators, and the Wind Ghost Clan has no reason to occupy small frontier lands like the Cangmu Islands, right?
The green-faced burly man shook his head and said: "Young people don't know either. At first, the monks on the island thought it was a rumor. Until yesterday, the spirit boat warship of the Wind Ghost Clan docked in the east of the Cangmu Islands. After getting this news, everyone
They fled one after another."
Shen Lang was not interested in these disputes. He just wanted to find the Chaos Spirit Wood. He couldn't help but ask: "Who is under the jurisdiction of the Cangmu Islands now? How many Mahayana monks are there?"
The green-faced burly man was startled and replied cautiously: "There is an early Mahayana island owner in the Cangmu Islands."
"Where is the island owner now?" Shen Lang continued to ask.
"It should still be in the Cangmu Palace in the Cangmu Islands. The island owner seems not to want to give up the Cangmu Islands and is trying to negotiate with the invading monks from the Wind Ghost Tribe." The green-faced burly man replied.
Shen Lang nodded slightly and threw out a handful of large sky crystals.
"Thank you, senior!"
The green-faced burly man had never seen so many large sky crystals before, and he almost fell to his knees before Shen Lang.
After sending away the green-faced burly man, Shen Lang was in a good mood.
This operation might be able to kill two birds with one stone!
The Hunyuan Armor is in the hands of the Saint of the Wind Ghost Tribe. It just so happens that the young master of the Wind Ghost Tribe comes to the Cangmu Islands. I can ask him about the armor transaction in person.
The Fenggui Clan is also one of the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan, so they should give themselves some face.
With the help of Tianying's spiritual eyes, Shen Lang found the location of the Fenggui clan's spirit boat, which was located on the west side of the island near the sea.
The warship of the Wind Ghost Tribe is about tens of thousands of meters long, and its shape is extremely gorgeous. There is also a small palace standing in the center of the warship.
There are thousands of monks standing on the boat. At first glance, almost all of them have cultivation levels in the Void Refining Stage.
There are also more than a dozen fusion stage commanders wearing armor standing at the bow of the boat.
Upon seeing Shen Lang flying towards him, the three Fusion Stage monks at the head of the boat rose into the sky and blocked Shen Lang's path.
"Fellow Taoist, in front of us is the spirit boat warship of our Wind Ghost Clan. Please retreat quickly, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!" One of the armored monks shouted with an evil look on his face.
Shen Lang cupped his fists and said, "I am Shen Lang, a good friend of Gu Yue Ghost Emperor. I heard that the young master of the Wind Ghost Clan came to Cangmu Islands today, so I came here specifically to visit."
"Gu Yue Ghost Emperor's friend? Boy, are you kidding me!"
"You'd better be careful what you say!"
"Ancestor Gu Yue is a powerful figure in the legend of Kyushu Continent. What is your identity, and you dare to say that you are his friend? Do you think we are three-year-old children?"
The three Fusion Stage monks sneered, obviously not believing what Shen Lang said.
Shen Lang was a little depressed, maybe because the news hadn't reached Jiuzhou Continent yet.
"May I ask if the young master of the Fenggui Clan is here? Just ask me to explain it clearly in person." Shen Lang cupped his fists and said.
"Get lost! Is this what a lowly monk like you can see, young master?"
"Boy, stop having such wishful thinking!"
"Get out of here before we do anything!"
The three Fusion Stage monks shouted.
Shen Lang felt a little angry. These combined-stage monks from the Wind Ghost Clan were really arrogant and looked down upon others.
at this time.
"What's the fuss about?"
A stunning female nun walked out of the palace in the center of the warship, wearing a red dress and a phoenix hairpin. She had delicate facial features, tall breasts, slender legs, and a coquettish and cold temperament.
This person is none other than Feng Qingyue, the saint of the Fenggui Clan, who is at the peak of her combined cultivation.
"Lord Saint, this monk lied about being a friend of Patriarch Gu Yue and said he wanted to see the young master. We are trying to drive him away!" A tall commander of the Fusion Stage replied respectfully.
"She is the saint?" Shen Lang glanced at the woman in the red dress, and his eyes suddenly lit up.
As soon as this female cultivator appeared, the four wearable Hunyuan magic weapons on her body had a resonance!
The Hunyuan armor is indeed on her body!
The saint looked at Shen Lang for a few times, her expression seemed to be moved, and she yelled: "You idiots, this fellow Taoist is a distinguished guest, why don't you get out of here!"
"yes!"
As soon as these words came out, the three Fusion Stage monks who surrounded Shen Lang were startled and retreated hurriedly.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, I am Feng Qingyue, a saint from the Feng Gui clan. Please come into the hall to have a brief introduction." The saint bowed to Shen Lang politely.
"The saint is welcome."
Shen Lang clasped his fists, then floated onto the spirit boat, and followed Feng Qingyue into the main hall.
The main hall inside the Lingzhou is extremely luxurious. The floor is covered with snow-white carpets, and the surroundings are covered with folds of shining night pearls. It is filled with the scent of ambergris, giving people a unique sense of intoxication.
Feng Qingyue sent away the maids in the hall, and waved a layer of restrictions to prevent sound insulation and prying eyes.
"please!"
Sitting face to face with Shen Lang on a soft couch, Feng Qingyue handed him a cup of tea.
"Thank you!"
Shen Lang took the tea cup and took a sip.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, I have heard about the incident at Samsara Mountain. Only a very few senior officials of the Nine Provinces Imperial Clan know about this matter. Is it true that the Ghost King Seal is in your hand? If it is convenient, could you take it out and have a look, Daoist Fellow Shen?"
Feng Qingyue asked with a calm expression.
"Okay." Shen Lang simply took out the Ghost King's Seal from the storage ring and showed it to Feng Qingyue. Anyway, it was no secret that the Ghost King's Seal was in his hand.
"It is indeed the Seal of the Ghost King!"
Feng Qingyue's beautiful eyes flashed with greed, then returned to normal, and said seriously: "I'm sorry, Fellow Daoist Shen, I'm just not sure of your identity. Since I can produce the Ghost King Seal, it means that Fellow Daoist Shen's identity is true."
"I would like to get straight to the point. This Ghost King Seal is of little use to Fellow Daoist Shen. I wonder if you can sell or trade this thing? Our Fenggui tribe is willing to give you whatever Fellow Daoist wants. Things are exchanged for the Ghost King's Seal!"
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ps: The writing is a mess, I have to think carefully about the follow-up plot tonight, there will be a chapter tomorrow morning.