3292. Chapter 3292 Worship the Immortals and the Eight Immortals in Shangdong
In the main hall of the Seven Sacred Palaces.
Patriarch Tianying, dressed in brocade robes, stood in the center of the hall, and Yuan Tianzong was bending down to report the news to him.
At this moment, Shen Lang walked into the hall.
"I've met Master Tianying and met the Palace Master!"
Shen Lang immediately bowed to Patriarch Tianying and Yuan Tianzong.
"Hahaha, disciple Shen Lang, please get up quickly!"
The ancestor of Tianying transformed into a white light and came to Shen Lang in an instant. He helped Shen Lang up with a smile and showed great enthusiasm.
"Living up to Master's trust, my disciple has successfully won the championship, which can be regarded as fulfilling his promise to Master." Shen Lang said sternly.
"My ancestor already knows about this matter. Disciple Shen Lang, you performed well this time and you really did not disappoint me." Ancestor Tianying patted his shoulder and said with a smile on his face.
Not only was he not disappointed, Patriarch Tianying was also shocked by Shen Lang's performance.
The soul power of the immortal-level monks is extremely powerful. The ancestor of Tianying was just sitting cross-legged in the main hall of the Seven Sacred Palaces, and his spiritual consciousness had already spied on the entire process of the martial arts meeting, including the battle between Shen Lang and Dai Tian.
As powerful as the ancestor of Tianying, he never expected that Shen Lang's talent would be so incredible. In just ten days, he could practice the Yisheng True Monarch Curse to such an extent.
Ancestor Tianying was incredulous at such a terrifying talent. He felt that the person who saved the world from this calamity was really beyond the reach of common sense.
In short, Patriarch Tianying was extremely happy to have a disciple like Shen Lang.
"Master, that's ridiculous. Disciple just did what he should do." Shen Lang said neither humble nor overbearing.
"Okay, okay."
Ancestor Tianying nodded in praise. Seeing that Shen Lang was becoming more and more pleasing to his eyes, he laughed and said: "Disciple, since you have won the championship, then go to a place with me, and I will give you a great fortune."
"Thank you Master!"
Shen Lang didn't ask where it was, so he opened his mouth to thank him, expecting that the ancestor Tianying would not cheat him.
Ancestor Tianying stopped talking nonsense, directly rolled up a ray of light, covered Shen Lang in it, and flew away from the hall, towards the north of Qipan Mountain.
There is a huge peak in the north of Qipan Mountain, named "Yundai Mountain". It is the highest mountain, and it is also the secluded place of the ancestor Tianying and the forbidden area of the Seven Saints Palace.
Yundai Mountain is shrouded in colorful clouds all year round, and the purple energy comes from the east. It is the place with the strongest chaotic aura in the entire Qipan Mountain.
Ancestor Tianying did not take Shen Lang to his residence, but took Shen Lang to a cold pool cave at the foot of the mountain.
The outside of the cave was shrouded in layers of forbidden packages. Shen Lang saw that the ancestor of Tianying had taken out three ban-breaking tokens, and then he opened the restrictions outside the cave.
Walking into the cave, the cold air overflowed, everything in the cave was frozen, and an ice storm blew, chilling the bones.
The cold here is so strangely strong that if an ordinary immortal monk breaks into it, he is afraid that he will get frostbite in a matter of minutes.
Shen Lang was so cold that he was trembling all over. Only after using the Nine Turns Gold could he completely resist the cold air in the cave.
He followed the ancestor Tianying deep into the cave and reached the deepest part of the cave.
There is a stone platform in front of you, and there is an ancient painting floating on the stone platform.
The painting shows a lame old man, bowing his head to an old man riding a green bull and an old man riding a white crane in the sky.
"What is this painting?"
Shen Lang looked a little lost in thought and couldn't help asking curious questions.
"This painting is called 'Worship the Immortals', and it is an inheritance left by our Meishan ancestors in the past." Ancestor Tianying said, stroking his beard, with a rather solemn look on his face.
"An inherited thing?"
Shen Lang was secretly surprised. He really didn't expect that the ancestral inheritance that Tianying ancestor mentioned repeatedly before was actually this ancient painting.
"That's right. This image of worshiping immortals has quite a background. Let me tell you about it, my ancestor."
"In the past, when the True Monarch Erlang Xiansheng was conferred the title of God of War by Emperor Haotian, all the immortals and gods in Heaven would come to congratulate him and send them congratulatory gifts. At that time, True Monarch Erlang was in the prime of his life, and all the congratulatory gifts and treasures he received were
If you take out this rare thing and place it now, I'm afraid it will cause a sensation in most of the Tianmu Fairyland!"
"This picture of worshiping the immortals was a treasure given to the True Lord Erlang by Tieguai Li, the leader of the Eight Immortals of Shangdong. However, the True Lord did not like things like calligraphy and painting, so he gave this painting to his ancestor, the Seven Sages of Meishan."
"The ancestors once said that if this image of worshiping immortals is used by someone with a Taoist heart, they can achieve great fortune. Unfortunately, my Meishan ancestors are all demon cultivators, and the Taoist heart can only be possessed by human monks. Meishan ancestors and even future generations have
It is impossible to enter this painting to get a glimpse of its secrets, so it has been passed down to this day."
"The ancestors' instructions say that if future generations encounter someone who can save the world from disaster, this painting can be handed over to him."
Ancestor Tianying spoke eloquently.
The secret of this Immortal Worshiping Picture is only known to Patriarch Tianying. It’s not that Patriarch Tianying doesn’t want to give this painting to the descendants of the Seven Saints. He doesn’t know the truth that good things should not flow to outsiders, mainly.
"I see."
Shen Lang nodded slightly, never expecting that this ordinary ancient painting could have such an origin.
The Eight Immortals of Shangdong are also famous star generals in heaven. As the head of the Eight Immortals, Tieguai Li is said to be a disciple of Taishang Laojun, and his status is extremely respected.
Since the Immortal Worshiping Picture was a congratulatory gift from Tieguai Li to Erlang Xiansheng, it must be something extraordinary.
"Disciple Shen Lang, there is nothing sinister in the Immortal Worshiping Picture. You can enter the painting now to find out. As for whether you can achieve good fortune as the ancestors said, it depends on your own ability!"
Ancestor Tianying said with a solemn expression.
"Yes, Master!"
Shen Lang clasped his fists, feeling a little complicated. He had inherited too much kindness from the Seven Sages of Meishan.
As the sect founded by the Seven Saints of Meishan, the Seven Saints Palace needs to repay the kindness both emotionally and rationally, and what it can do is naturally protect it.
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Shen Lang got rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, came to the picture of worshiping the immortals, stared at the scene in the painting, and his spiritual consciousness was immersed in it.
The painting seemed to contain mysterious energy. In a trance, Shen Lang's heart was so excited that his spirit broke out of his body and flew into the painting of worshiping immortals.
"Buzz buzz!"
The moment Shen Lang's soul flew into the Immortal Worshiping Picture, a large white light shot out of the painting and enveloped his soul.
Shen Lang was lost for a moment. When he regained consciousness, he found that his whole body was surrounded by clouds and mist. He did not know when he had recovered his physical body, but the chaotic spiritual power in his body was empty and his mana was gone.
"Tsk!"
After all, Shen Lang has seen the world. He suppressed the panic in his heart and secretly said that he had entered the painting. The space in the painting may have followed the power of established laws, which prevented him from using chaotic spiritual power, which is equivalent to mana.
Total loss.
After listening to the ancestor Tianying say that there was no threat in the Immortal Worship Picture, Shen Lang didn't have much idea. After passing through a piece of white clouds, he fell into a mountain forest like a breeze.
When Shen Lang was feeling strange, he suddenly heard a rough singing voice coming from Lin Zheng.
I saw a lame old man walking deep into the forest, holding a cane in his right hand and a huge wine gourd in his left hand, and singing an unknown song.
Although this lame old man is in ragged clothes and ugly in appearance, he is full of energy, smiles widely, and exudes an otherworldly and awe-inspiring aura!