However, Jimo Lang not only entered the city, he also found a place with particularly strong soul power. He was hiding in the ancestral hall to observe and absorb it desperately.
So he didn't pay too much attention to what Dan Tuzi said, "I know, I'll wait for you."
"Eh... this idiot!" The alchemist disciple rushed quickly. When he was still an alchemy monk, he only knew that there was something strange about the Shen family.
It is clear that his strength is not the best, but it can be passed down continuously, and the attitude of some Yuan Dynasty cultivators toward his family is worth guessing.
I hope that Jimo Lang has suffered a loss in Renxiu's place and will be more attentive. It's not the Lord's personal order and he is drawn to Tiannan Realm. He really doesn't want to form a team with some arrogant people.
Unfortunately, his master Lan Luo couldn't hear his voice. At this moment, he was still in the spirit world arguing with the King of Wheels about giving up the magic mine.
"Lan Luo, it's been so long, it's time to hand over."
"King of Rotation, why rush? This year is not over yet."
"Well, I will send a message to all walks of life now. Not only did you send a group of people to them openly to attack potential monks, but also secretly..." It was easy to catch her, and the King of Wheels did not allow her to delay any longer.
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"I'll hand it over now." Lan Luo didn't even know where he knew it. There shouldn't be anyone of his around her, right?
What's more, it just so happened that the member of the team that won the Tiannan Realm happened to be Jimo Lang, who usually didn't do his job properly.
This guy, don't hold yourself back.
…
Jimo Lang, who ended the call on the other side, had no idea that he did not have a good impression on his master.
After he looked carefully, he discovered that this ancestral hall actually had memorial tablets, but no names were written on them.
Moreover, when he scanned the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, he found that the entire ancestral hall against the mountains was unguarded, and even the defensive formations were ineffective.
"What kind of immortal cultivating family is this? I can't even find a last name." Jimo Lang was almost knocked out of the soul crystal by Zhuo Yue's pipa, and his brain was dizzy due to the serious injury.
Feeling that there was no danger, I became invisible and sat on the futon in the middle of the ancestral hall to absorb the soul power.
But he didn't know that Shen Chuanyi found out when he broke in. The reason why he didn't take action immediately was because there were too many juniors in the family and he needed to transfer them secretly.
As soon as the juniors were arranged, he immediately flew to the ancestral hall and started fighting without saying anything.
bang
Jimo Lang couldn't believe that he was suppressed and beaten by someone again. Although he was seriously injured, he still had some means of saving his life.
Boom boom boom
The Yin Shui talisman of the underworld was smashed as soon as it was copied, and it really forced Shen Chuanyi back two points.
Unexpectedly, Shen Chuanyi was very good at Taoism, and he was even more skillful in using the Shanhe Fuyun Fan. In just a moment, he could control the mountain on the fan and press it towards Jimo Lang.
Jimo Lang was unable to move immediately, so he had to grit his teeth and throw out the Qi Tianleizi, which he had kept for many years, with his soul consciousness.
Boom boom boom
The explosion was so violent that the ancestral hall was blown up. Elder Yuanying of the Shen family who was in retreat quickly rushed over: "What happened? Why are you alone, Lao Ba?"
"Eighth brother went to travel to the spirit world." Shen Chuanyi fanned the wind, and when the thick smoke was dispersed, the ghost cultivator disappeared.
Elder Shen said: "Stop looking for him, he will definitely be introduced into the clan and never come out.
Go deal with the ordinary monks who come to visit from outside and then..."
Before he finished speaking, the two of them saw that the place where the tribute table was originally placed in the ancestral hall was rolling around like twisted sesame candy.
"This? Second brother, are the ancestors of the clan angry?"
"Don't talk nonsense! Someone from the Shen family has gone in."
Shen Chuanyi was surprised: "Alternate world leader? Which one will it be?"
They always thought it would be Shen Xuan, so they didn't restrict him much over the years and let him live as he pleased.
But in his consciousness, Shen Xuan was still beside the large formation at the bottom of the mansion, looking here.
Elder Shen shook his head and said, "Tell me about the rising stars in the clan in the past thirty years."
…
Shen Guanyu never expected that he had dug up a large piece of top-grade Tai'a stone one moment, and that the next moment he would be teleported away by the Zhenjie Key without any warning.
She finally saw Uncle Shen De and Zhenjun Yimai taking action together, but they failed to penetrate the golden light and grab her. Instead, they caught the fourth-level soul beast that was ejected.
Moreover, this key, which always acted without saying hello, was passed on to the Shen clan.
As soon as he landed on the ground, Shen Guanyu gave his ancestors of who knows how many generations a great gift of admiration.
It's really not her fault that she didn't have the strength to land smoothly, but that there was a black ruler on the altar that flew over and pinned her to the ground.
She seriously suspected that she was being targeted because she didn't give a big salute last time.
Now that everyone had surrendered, Shen Guanyu bowed solemnly, lit incense and candles, and drank wine in honor of his ancestors.
She bowed her head respectfully and said, "What are the instructions given by our ancestors when they summoned the children?
Let’s talk about it first, I am a small person with only a small amount of strength, so I can’t do such a big thing.”
"You don't need to stab the sky. Just bring me the ghost cultivator who blew up the ancestral hall to Jiyuan." Shen Gui's voice suddenly sounded.
Shen Guanyu straightened up and asked, "Where is the ghost cultivator? Why don't you carry it yourself?"
No, can you see through my disguise?"
Shen Gui: “I don’t have any magical power or spiritual consciousness, and I don’t have the key to help me, so I can’t lift him.
Go quickly, your disguise can be seen through even an immortal level.
Go do your work quickly, and I will teach you a set of Shen-condensing techniques in a moment, and I guarantee that even the Golden Immortal will not be able to see through it."
Boom, Shen Guanyu only heard a muffled sound, and he was thrown onto a small dam surrounded by water.
On the stone boat not far across the water, there was a Nascent Soul ghost cultivator punching the barrier.
"Senior Shen, Patriarch Chongtu, come up here and give me a job to catch the Nascent Soul Ghost Cultivator." Shen Guanyu said this, and he jumped over the water and flew onto the stone ship.
Since she was on the home court, her spiritual consciousness had already seen that the person she wanted to catch was a seriously injured ghost cultivator, so she thought she could still give him a dozen blows.
If you can't beat them, you can at most use the tablets of your ancestors to save the battle.
Ancestors: Unworthy descendants!
"Thunder Dragon Spear." Without stopping at all, she summoned the spear and activated the lightning on it to thrust out.
Jimo Lang didn't sense anyone at all and was attacked from behind.
Chila
Half of his shoulder was taken away by the electric shock. Ghost cultivators are all soul-bodied. It seems that few ghosts are willing to give up their magic power to cultivate the physical body. Thunder and lightning are one of their biggest nemesis.
The other one is the soul beast he has always wanted to catch.
Jimo Lang screamed in pain, his hands turned into sharp claws and pointed fingers stretched out to grab it from a distance.
Cha
Shen Guanyu knew that he might not have the advantage when attacking from a distance, so he hit the ghost cultivator on the head with his fist after stabbing him with his gun.
Jimo Lang didn't expect that the nun would box at close range and hit his weak point.
He quickly retracted his sharp claws to protect the god, but how could Shen Guanyu be so stupid? The Thunder Dragon Spear had been waiting for him in the dark for a long time.
Chila
Another string of thunder and lightning cut off a large piece of his soul again.
Shen Guanyu pressed forward step by step, his punches never missed, and the anxious ghost cultivator quickly turned into smoke.
But this is the land of the Shen family, and there are various restrictions that even an immortal like Shen Gui can't help, let alone a ghost cultivator.
Bang, he turned into smoke and was hit in the head by Shen Guanyu's punch. The fist, which seemed to have the strength of a thousand kilograms, cracked his already injured soul crystal.
"Ah! I'll fight you!" Jimo Lang couldn't bear to do anything, so he just pierced Shen Guanyu's arms with his sharp claws and took them directly between his eyebrows...