Shen Lang is very familiar with the name Situ Ling.
Previously, Shen Lang learned a lot of information about Hanyue Continent through soul searching, including some gossip about characters.
Situ Ling is quite famous in Hanyue Continent. It is said that this person is the disciple of Beijianmen Tianjian Zhenren. He is less than 600 years old and his cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage. According to legend, he is the number one genius in Hanyue Continent. He has received the Heavenly Sword.
Real people value it.
This man has a high-profile style and is very competitive, so he has a great reputation.
It is worth mentioning that Situ Ling's master Tianjian Zhenren is a very famous early-stage god-transformation monk in Beijianmen and one of the five great elders of the Moon Worshiping Alliance.
Shen Lang rolled his eyelids and immediately clasped his fists and complimented: "I've heard the name of Fellow Taoist Situ for a long time, and it's a great honor to meet you today. I'm Shen Lang, a monk from the outer continent. The main reason why I visited Fellow Taoist is that I have something to think about.
Turn to the Moon Worshipers for help."
Seeing that the other party was so polite, Situ Ling softened his unruly attitude a little and asked with a smile: "What can actually trouble fellow Taoist, a late-stage great monk?"
The great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage can almost walk sideways in Hanyue Continent. After all, there are only five monks in the Divine Transformation stage, and they can't go out in seclusion all day long. If they want to cause trouble, they can't get into trouble with them.
"This matter is of great importance. Can you find a secluded place and I will discuss it slowly with my fellow Taoist?" Shen Lang said, cupping his fists.
"Okay, fellow Taoist, come with me to the main altar hall."
Situ Ling waved his sleeves and flew towards the purple-gold hall in the center of the main altar.
Shen Lang also turned into a ray of light and followed closely behind.
The main hall of the Moon Worship League is magnificent and luxurious inside.
Situ Ling sent away the maids and dancers, leaving the hall empty except for him and Shen Lang. "Okay, fellow Taoist, you can speak clearly." Situ Ling sat on the golden dragon chair in the center of the hall.
, said with a proud attitude.
Shen Lang didn't like Situ Ling's arrogant attitude. This guy seemed to look down on him a little.
By now, Shen Lang was too lazy to care about this and directly told Situ Ling what happened.
Of course, Shen Lang was not that honest yet. He concealed and modified part of the truth to avoid disadvantage to himself.
Shen Lang said that when he happened to pass by the demon clan in the Northern Territory, he was kidnapped by the Golden Flame Peacock and the Earth Fury Bear. The two demon cultivators forced him to help the Wind Spirit Peacock ascend.
In order to better attract the other party's attention, Shen Lang did not hide the matter of the Nine-Colored Divine Stone, and also deliberately described the power of the Nine-Colored Divine Stone as miraculous. ^
As for the tragic death of the Wind Spirit Peacock, Shen Lang said that he wanted to die with the Wind Spirit Peacock in the end, so he took the initiative to rush towards the Wind Spirit Peacock who was going through the Thunder Tribulation, causing the Thunder Tribulation to expand and intensify, directly killing the Wind Spirit Peacock.
The other three tenth-level great demons were also seriously injured. However, he was saved by the nine-color divine light by accident and was safe and sound.
"Nine-color divine light? This legendary divine light really exists in the human world!"
Situ Ling immediately stood up from his seat, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed.
"Shen came here to ask for help, so there is no reason to deceive fellow Taoists."
Shen Lang clasped his fists, and then said in a deep voice: "That's what happened. Now the Wind Spirit Peacock of the Northern Territory Demon Clan has died due to the failure of his ascension, and the Golden Flame Peacock is leading a large number of demon cultivators to hunt down Shen.
, I'm afraid we will come to Daqingshan soon. Shen hopes to meet with the great elder of your alliance to explain the matter in detail."
Situ Ling thought about it for a while, then said with a gloomy face: "Fellow Taoist, you really have a good plan. You caused the trouble yourself and you came to hurt our Moon Worshiping Alliance?"
Shen Lang gritted his teeth and said, "I'm sorry, Shen really had no other choice, so he took this last step."
Situ Ling snorted coldly: "Fellow Daoist Shen, I have said something ugly earlier, the Moon Worshiping Alliance has no obligation to protect you. If you want the Moon Worshiping Alliance to protect you, you have to spend the capital to protect you. Otherwise, a foreigner from the outer continent Monk, why do we, the Moon Worshiping Alliance, protect you?"
Shen Lang was forced to have no choice but to say: "Shen still hopes to meet the great elder of your alliance in the transformation stage, or the master of fellow Taoist Situ. I know some information that may be of great use to those seniors."
"What a joke, who is my master? Is it possible that a nameless cultivator from a barren land like you can see him whenever he wants?" Situ Ling said scornfully.
Situ Ling had a high self-esteem, was arrogant and unruly, and had always looked down on the humble cultivators. If what Shen Lang said was true, this boy had caused a lot of trouble to their Moon Worshiping Alliance. According to Situ Ling's character, he would certainly not give him Shen Lang looked good.
Shen Lang felt a little angry, this guy was too arrogant and rude. Normally, Shen Lang would have rushed up and beat him up, but now that he was in a bad situation, he really couldn't be impulsive.
"Then what do you mean by daring to ask friends? What should Shen do to be qualified to have a detailed discussion with the monks of your alliance in the transformation stage?" Shen Lang suppressed the anger in his heart and asked calmly.
"Okay! Since you are a smart person, it will be much easier to handle."
Situ Ling chuckled and said unabashedly: "If you want to see my master and the other two monks in the transformation stage of Da Qingshan, it's not impossible. But you can't leave me, the altar leader, aside. Fellow Taoists must express their feelings. Bar?"
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and immediately understood what Situ Ling meant.
He suppressed his displeasure and threw out several large bags of small sky crystals from the storage ring, amounting to almost two hundred thousand.
"I'll give these 200,000 small sky crystals to fellow Taoist. I hope fellow Taoist Situ will accept it." Shen Lang said through gritted teeth.
Situ Ling glanced at a few bags of small sky crystals, with a very disdainful expression on his face: "Who am I, the altar master, so I am in need of small sky crystals? You want me to accept this little thing? Haha! You are one after all. In the later period, great monks brought out this crappy thing to ridicule the altar leader? They should at least bring out one or two fake prehistoric spiritual treasures!"
Shen Lang was furious. Even if Situ Ling looked down on others, he actually wanted to blackmail him? He wanted to pretend to be a prehistoric spirit treasure. Do you really think that Shen Lang was a soft persimmon?
However, in this state, Shen Lang could only hold back the anger in his heart, took out the brass round bowl from the storage ring, and released the spiritual mark.
This round brass bowl was a trophy obtained by Shen Lang from Zhou Long. It is a purely defensive pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure with amazing abilities and is quite rare.
Shen Lang only had this fake prehistoric spirit treasure left with him, and he was actually going to be blackmailed away by this Situ Ling. He was really unhappy!
Feeling unhappy, Shen Lang still threw the brass round bowl to Situ Ling and said expressionlessly: "This object is a purely defensive pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure. It is extremely powerful. Are you satisfied with it, fellow Taoist?"
"Jin Yuan Bo! Isn't this the treasure of Zhou Long on Wangyue Island? You actually have this thing!"
Situ Ling's eyes lit up and he took the round bowl thrown by Shen Lang, feeling very happy.
This Jin Yuan Bowl is a very powerful defensive pseudo-prehistoric spiritual treasure. Situ Ling did not expect that Shen Lang would give him such a good thing, so he was overjoyed and felt that he had made a lot of money.