Since we can't enter the Underworld at the moment, we can only wait here for Xuan Xiao's return.
Shen Lang didn't want to waste time, so he thought he could try to understand the blood nerves during the period before Xuan Xiao returned, hoping to gain something.
After making up his mind, Shen Lang left Guangtian Palace.
Lian Xing immediately expressed his intention to protect Shen Lang.
Looking at Lianxing's almost pleading eyes, Shen Lang was embarrassed to refuse. She knew that Lianxing wanted to help her and longed to repay her kindness, even if it was just a small thing.
After Shen Lang set up a rather powerful concealment formation around him, he safely took Lian Xing into the Guangtian Palace.
Although Shen Lang was wary of Guangtian Palace, he had to take advantage of the time difference in Guangtian Palace to extend the time for him to comprehend the blood nerves.
I think I have to understand the blood nerves in the Taoist book "Nei Jing Yuan Zong", and I guess there won't be any clues from the prying eyes of Yuanshi Tianzun or Taiyi Zhenren.
Shen Lang sat upright and meditated in Guangtian Palace. After taking a deep breath, he immediately took out a green jade bamboo book from his storage ring. It was the Taoist book "Nei Jing Yuan Zong" that he got from Wuzhuang Temple.
There are no words on the surface of the inner scene of Yuanzong. Only by entering the inner scene of Yuanzong through an out-of-body experience can one get a glimpse of its contents.
Shen Lang once had the experience of entering the inner scene of Yuanzong, and he was quite familiar with it this time.
After getting ready, Shen Lang's spirit came out of his body.
His body was filled with colorful auras, including the black halo carried by the Heavenly Dao fragments, the deep starlight carried by the small universe, and the dark golden color mixed with the 9th-turn Dharma Seal and Yuanci Divine Sand.
The light includes the purple-gold radiance emitted by the black-faced demon species, the solemn Buddha light emitted by the relics, and even the brilliant light emitted by the glass heart lamp...
It seems that many kinds of spiritual lights are mixed together, but they are not chaotic at all. Each kind of light shows an amazing texture, either lingering or attached to the left and right of Shen Lang's soul, ethereal, profound, and indescribably wonderful.
Lian Xing couldn't help but be attracted by the various spiritual lights released by Shen Lang's soul, as if he was seeing a vast starry sky, shining forever, and had to sigh at Shen Lang's unfathomable depth.
The next moment, Shen Lang's soul completely separated from his physical body and entered "Inner Scenery Yuan Zong".
"Buzz buzz!"
Shen Lang felt his head spin, and the scenes around him were torn, twisted, and changing rapidly.
In a daze, a golden light flashed before his eyes, and Shen Lang arrived at a battlefield wasteland.
There are strong winds, smoke and dust in the sky, and a strong smell of blood floating in the air. The smell of killing makes your blood boil!
There is a mountain peak right in front of the wasteland. A black-robed figure stands on the top of the peak, looking down at Shen Lang. The black robe is blown by the strong wind.
"Junior pays homage to the black-robed venerable!"
Shen Lang bowed respectfully towards the black-robed figure on the mountain peak and clasped his fists.
Not long ago, Shen Lang entered the inner scene of Yuanzong and encountered this black-robed figure, who claimed to be the black-robed venerable.
This black-robed venerable is the evil-minded clone that split off after Zhen Yuanzi cultivated the blood nerve.
Although he had evil intentions, he had been purified by the coffin palace lantern. Compared with Zhen Yuanzi himself who fell into madness, the black-robed Venerable looked like Zhen Yuanzi who had truly let go of all his obsessions and delusions.
Shen Lang had received great kindness from the black-robed Venerable and respected him very much.
"Haha, I didn't expect to see you again so soon."
The figure in black robe focused his eyes on Shen Lang. After sizing up Shen Lang for a few times, he was quite surprised and said: "You've done well, you can actually progress to this point in such a short period of time. The Chosen One is really good." Extraordinary!"
Although the black-robed venerable had no body, his spiritual thoughts were quite powerful. He immediately noticed the astonishing changes in Shen Lang's soul body, and his cold and ice-like face showed a hint of shock.
"Senior, that's ridiculous. It's just a coincidence, coupled with the help of many seniors and experts, that I can achieve this little progress. It's really not worth mentioning."
Shen Lang said neither humble nor overbearing.
"Hmph, you don't have to be so polite. I did underestimate you before. Since you already have good cultivation and strength, why do you want to enter the inner scene of Yuanzong?" The black-robed venerable was neither cold nor indifferent. asked.
Shen Lang said straightforwardly: "This junior wants to cultivate his blood nerves."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the black-robed Venerable burst out with light, and he said coldly: "Boy, I have already told you about the negative consequences of cultivating the blood nerves, and you must know it too."
"Although your cultivation strength has improved greatly, you are not yet at home. Choosing to cultivate blood nerves at this time may be accompanied by huge hidden dangers. You must think clearly!" the black-robed venerable warned.
Shen Lang said frankly: "This junior has a reason to practice blood nerves, and I am already ready to practice blood nerves. I have to give it a try no matter what!"
In order to cultivate the blood nerve, Shen Lang has integrated the earth stone, and with the protection of the Buddha's relics, Shen Lang has the confidence to control even the most dangerous evil techniques.
The black-robed venerable sneered: "Well, since you are determined, I will give you a chance. However, it is not that easy to cultivate the blood nerves. You have to pass my test first!"
"If you can't defeat this remnant soul that failed to cultivate the blood nerve, you are not qualified to peek at the blood nerve." The black-robed venerable said with cold eyes.
"good!"
Shen Lang took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Please give me some advice, senior in black robe!"
"Hahaha, your courage is commendable! Let me see what you, the Chosen One, are capable of now!"
The black-robed venerable laughed heartily and shouted:
"Thirty-six Heavenly Gang Methods, scattering beans and forming an army!"
Amidst the roar of the black-robed venerable, a ray of soul power was crushed in his palms, turned into thousands of black beans, and thrown down from the mountain peak.
The black beans falling from the sky released a black light that covered the sky and turned into a million-foot-long Yaksha King.
This Yaksha King has golden horns, pointed ears, long arms, black-faced fangs, and holds a black three-pronged fork. Dense black arcs surge on the surface of the three-pronged fork, carrying a terrifying curse energy that makes people shudder!
The so-called Yaksha is a powerful ghost from the ancient times, with strict blood levels. The Yaksha King is a royal family among the Yakshas, and his strength is much stronger than the ordinary Daluo Jinxian!
The black-robed venerable was able to summon thousands of Yaksha kings in one breath with the technique of "throwing beans and forming soldiers". It can be seen that when Shen Lang first entered the inner scene of Yuanzong, the opponent probably did not use even 1% of the Yaksha kings. Strength is just testing your own abilities.
Seeing Shen Lang's great progress this time, the black-robed venerable became serious.
"Ho ho ho!"
Countless Yaksha kings came out with violent and terrifying roars, which was breathtaking!
Just the roar can make Shen Lang feel slightly confused and trance-like. It can be seen that these Yaksha kings are by no means meretricious, and indeed have a curse power as strong as the Yaksha king himself.