Lan Xianer's beautiful eyes were fixed on Shen Lang, and she was stunned for a long time, and then she called out tenderly: "Shen... Master Shen? I'm not dreaming, am I really you?"
"Shen never expected to see Miss Xian'er again. It had only been more than 20 years since we last met, and Miss Xian'er had soared so quickly..."
As he was talking, Shen Lang seemed to have discovered something, and was immediately shocked: "Miss Xian'er, you actually broke through to the late stage of divine transformation?"
The Lan Xian'er in front of her was indeed in the late stage of becoming a god, even higher than herself!
Shen Lang couldn't believe it. Wasn't Lan Xian'er just in the early stages of becoming a god? She wouldn't have been able to practice so quickly while riding a rocket, right?
Lan Xian'er flew off the boulder, walked to Shen Lang, bowed slightly, and said with a smile: "When the little girl obtained the physical body, her cultivation was always suppressed. Unexpectedly, her cultivation was not hindered after her ascension. In just twenty years, he has broken through to the late stage of divine transformation! Xian'er himself did not expect it." "Congratulations."
While Shen Lang was envious, he was also happy for her. He could understand why Lan Xianer's cultivation improved so quickly.
Lan Xian'er's body is the ancient spiritual species Snow Orchid Narcissus, but she grew up in the human world. Suppressed by the power of the human world interface, it is basically impossible for Snow Orchid Narcissus to cultivate a physical body. She was cultivated by the tree demon tribe in the North Sea Ice Cave. I got life by chance.
In fact, in the tree demon tribe's spiritual grass garden, Snow Orchid Narcissus had the highest grade among the chaotic spiritual trees and flowers, so she was the only one who gave birth to life. In the end, the blood spiritual root that Shen Lang found was used to obtain the physical body. Mobility.
Lan Xian'er has been hundreds of thousands of years old since she gained life. After her ascension, her body matured rapidly, and it is normal for her to break through to the late stage of divine transformation in a short period of time.
"Young Master Shen, in fact, the person Xian'er admires the most is you. It has only been more than twenty years, and the young master has actually broken through to the middle stage of becoming a god. This speed of cultivation is really amazing." Lan Xian'er praised.
Shen Lang shook his head: "Miss Xian'er is so complimentary. Shen is nothing compared to you."
"Young Master Shen, there is no need to be humble." Lan Xian'er chuckled.
When Shen Lang was still in the early stage of divine transformation, his strength was so amazing. Now that he has broken through to the middle stage of divine transformation, I am afraid that ordinary monks in the late stage of divine transformation are no match for him.
When Xiaodie heard Shen Lang say that he knew Lan Xian'er, she didn't believe it at first. But now she saw that the two of them hit it off and had such a harmonious relationship, she was surprised and happy.
She, Sister Xian'er, has always been taciturn on weekdays, giving people a kind of repulsive temperament. Sister Xian'er is so happy for the first time, which proves that Shen Lang has a good relationship with her.
Zifeng on the side stared blankly at Lan Xian'er. He had never seen Lan Xian'er's smile before, and couldn't help but feel stunned. Lan Xian'er looked so beautiful when she smiled!
This smile is like hibiscus emerging from clear water. Coupled with Lan Xian'er's fresh and elegant beauty and graceful figure, her whole body seems to be filled with a holy and inviolable halo, which almost destroys Zifeng's soul. All taken away.
This is not the point. The point is that in Zifeng's impression, Lan Xian'er has always been as cold as ice towards the opposite sex and cherishes words like gold. But Lan Xian'er actually smiled at a strange male cultivator, and this strange male cultivator seemed As if she was very familiar with her, this made Zifeng feel extremely unbalanced.^
His goddess had never smiled at him before, why could an unknown boy enjoy such treatment?
"Fellow Taoist, looking at you being so rude, you are not a monk of our own clan, are you?" Zifeng looked at Shen Lang for a few times, with a hint of arrogance in his tone.
"Who are you?" Shen Lang asked instead without answering.
"I am Zifeng, the son of the Qijue Empress and the prince of the Lianhua Clan. Zifeng has seen all the cultivators in the Divine Transformation Stage of my clan. Fellow Taoist, what kind of cultivator are you?" Zifeng asked indifferently.
Shen Lang frowned, first Zichen and then Zifeng, he was really lucky.
"My name is Shen Lang, and I can be said to be a member of the Lianhua clan. I'm tired of wandering outside all year round, and want to come back and recognize my ancestors." Shen Lang said calmly.
"Do you really pity the monks of the Flower Clan? Why can't I, the prince, feel the wood spirit energy in you? What is your true body?" Zifeng felt suspicious in his heart and asked one after another.
Xiaodie frowned and interrupted: "Okay, cousin Zifeng, don't ask any more questions. Just know that Master Shen Lang is an honored guest of my mother."
Zifeng became more and more suspicious and said in a neutral tone: "Empress Xuelan is seriously injured and is expected to pass away soon. Will she temporarily invite a foreign monk who is in the middle stage of becoming a god to come over as a guest? The little princess doesn't want to be fooled. Lied!"
"Zifeng, Mr. Shen is my best friend. My little sister can guarantee with my life that he has no ill intentions. My little sister just met an old acquaintance and has a lot to talk about. Cousin Zifeng, please stay out of the way." Lan Xian'er said seriously.
Zifeng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
Originally, Zifeng came here to tell Lan Xian'er that Empress Xuelan had agreed to betroth Lan Xian'er to him. But Lan Xian'er's indifferent attitude made Zifeng feel very bad, and he felt that even saying it was a joke.
The most important thing is that Lan Xian'er seems to care about Shen Lang very much, which can easily make Zifeng think that she is having an affair with this man.
Zifeng felt extremely sad, and his face became a little distorted!
"Sister Xian'er, in your eyes, am I not as good as a rubbish monk in the middle stage of becoming a god?" Zifeng said through gritted teeth.
He didn't believe that Lan Xian'er was so ignorant that she could fall in love with a rubbish monk.
As soon as these words came out, Shen Lang became furious and said with a smile: "From the way the prince sounds, you seem to be very confident in your own strength!"
Lan Xianer's pretty face turned pale. He knew Shen Lang's fiery temper and was worried that something would happen. He hurriedly stood up to smooth things over: "You two should be calm and collected. Cousin Zifeng, the relationship between my younger sister and Shen Lang is not yours." As you think, there is no need to make everyone unhappy."
Zifeng's face was gloomy, and Shen Lang was extremely displeased.
But in order to show his magnanimity in front of Lan Xian'er, he still managed to squeeze out a smile: "I'm sorry, I was a little excited just now. Since Fellow Daoist Shen is a friend of Xian'er's sister, he is also a friend of Zi. .Zi likes to make friends, Daoyou Shen, let’s chat alone when you have time.”
When he said these words, a trace of resentment flashed in Zifeng's eyes.
Today's young monks are so arrogant that they like to express themselves in front of beautiful monks. In fact, they have not encountered strong resistance from reality.
Take Shen Lang for example, he is very arrogant now, as if he can do a lot for Lan Xian'er, but as long as he finds a chance to make Shen Lang unable to take care of himself, he will feel that there is nothing wrong with leaving Lan Xian'er.
Shen Lang chuckled and said, "Okay."
How could he not know Zifeng's tricks? If it weren't for this guy's difficult status, Shen Lang would have wanted to beat him severely right now.