Dai Tian was extremely moved and thanked him repeatedly.
Zhu Tou and Yang Wei admired Shen Lang more and more when they saw that Shen Lang could not forget his original intention even after being so powerful.
Bai Weiwei desperately longed to talk to Shen Lang, but until Shen Lang left, she couldn't say a word, and her emotions were very complicated.
It's not that Shen Lang doesn't give her face, but that she can't speak out.
She was well aware of the gap between herself and Shen Lang, and felt deeply inferior.
Yuan Tianzong sent Shen Lang all the way back to Fulong Peak. Shen Lang invited Yuan Tianzong to come into the courtyard to talk, and Yuan Tianzong naturally did not refuse.
The two of them sat around a white jade table. Shen Lang took out hundreds of billions of low-grade immortal spirit stones from the storage ring, packed them in multiple storage bags, and sent them to Yuan Tianzong.
"this……"
Yuan Tianzong was shocked. He had never seen such a large number of low-grade immortal spirit stones, and he was too ashamed to accept them.
"Take it, this fairy spirit stone is nothing to me, it is a resource used by Shen to support the Seven Saints Palace through the crisis!" Shen Lang said sternly.
Yuan Tianzong's face changed several times, and then he said gratefully: "In that case, I would like to say thank you to Elder Shen on behalf of all the monks of the Seven Saint Palace!"
"Since you are one of our own, why do you need to thank me? Hahaha, the palace master does not need to be too formal."
Shen Lang smiled indifferently, and then said: "Please come to the palace master to explain. In addition to giving away this part of the immortal spirit stone, I also want to resolve some possible conflicts and suspicions. When I killed Yuan Fei, this matter I hope the palace master won’t hold any grudge.”
Yuan Tianzong took a deep breath and said solemnly: "It was my faulty teaching that caused such an evil obstacle. On the contrary, it was thanks to Elder Shen that he cleaned up the door and prevented that evil obstacle from poisoning the Seven Sacred Palaces!"
"This matter is also a big problem for Shen. It would be great if we can reconcile." Shen Lang sighed.
The two chatted for a while, and with Yuan Tianzong's comfort, Shen Lang also completely untied his knot.
Yuan Tianzong became more and more at ease with Shen Lang. Even if he had to give up his position to Shen Lang and retreat behind the scenes, he would be willing to do so.
With Shen Lang's strength, strategy and foresight, he will definitely be able to lead the Seven Sacred Palaces to rise.
It's a pity that Shen Lang is the savior of the catastrophe and cannot stay in the Seven Sacred Palace for a long time.
After Yuan Tianzong left, Shen Lang continued to stay in the training room, adjusting his condition and trying to keep himself in the best condition to cope with the upcoming battle.
During this last period of time, Shen Lang did not stay in Guangtian Palace.
In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.
The army of monks from Liusha Sect and Vajra Sect finally arrived at the main peak of Meishan Mountain. One hundred thousand spirit boats and warships sailed towards Qipan Mountain in a mighty manner, and the army pressed on.
Perhaps it was because of the improvised army. The costumes of the monks from Liushamen and Kongang Temple had no obvious features and were rather messy, but their overall cultivation was acceptable, and they were obviously much stronger than the army of monks here at Qipan Mountain.
The first red-gold warship was extremely large, with a length of one million feet. The leader of the Liusha Sect, Yun Tianlin, and the leader of the Vajra Sect, Zen Master Da Ri, were standing on the bow deck of the ship. Nearly five hundred Earth Immortal monks were standing on the bow deck. Behind the two people.
Yuntian Lin was still the same as before, but his aura was quite disordered, and he looked as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.
In the battle of the Seven Sacred Palaces, Yuntianlin was injured by the ancestor of Tianying, and his vitality was severely damaged. He has not fully recovered until now.
Zen Master Da Ri next to him is wearing a monk's robe and cassock, has a fat head and big ears, and looks full of blessings.
This Zen Master Da Ri has the cultivation level of an early stage immortal. Although he cultivates Buddhist magical powers, he does not practice the physical method, so his strength is slightly inferior to that of ordinary early stage monks.
Because of this, Yun Tianlin, whose vitality was greatly reduced, had the confidence to cooperate with Zen Master Da Ri, but he was still quite afraid of Zen Master Da Ri.
Although Zen Master Da Ri is average in strength, his physical recovery ability is extremely powerful. If he really wants to show off his face, this bald donkey will not be easy to deal with.
Although the two sides cooperate, they are also wary of each other.
"Fellow Daoist Yun, in just one more stick of incense, we will reach Qipan Mountain. I hope this trip will go as smoothly as you said."
Zen Master Da Ri turned his eyes to Yun Tianlin, still a little worried about the Celestial Immortal monk in the Seven Saints Palace.
Yun Tianlin chuckled: "That old fellow Yuan Tianying is already dying, so there is nothing to fear. As long as fellow Taoist friends can cooperate with Yun, killing Yuan Tianying and capturing the Seven Sacred Palaces will be as easy as picking up something from a bag."
"Amitabha, I hope so." Zen Master Dainichi clasped his hands together and said with a smile.
"Yuan Tianying, Yuan Tianying, let me see what you, an old man, can do to fight with me this time!"
Yun Tianlin laughed ferociously, his eyes filled with resentment and murderous intent.
For Yun Tianlin, Patriarch Tianying was his lifelong enemy. Originally, he could wait until Patriarch Tianying passed away before attacking the Seven Sacred Palaces, but Yun Tianlin was still unwilling to let go.
Yun Tianlin couldn't bear to die without killing Patriarch Tianying with his own hands!
Previously, he was severely injured by Patriarch Tianying, which caused a huge psychological shadow on Yun Tianlin. This time he learned the lesson and enlisted Zen Master Da Ri to deal with Patriarch Tianying to ensure that everything was safe.
At the beginning, Liushamen's army only numbered one million, but now the combined army of monks attacking the Seven Sacred Palaces numbered over a billion!
Yun Tianlin is full of confidence. If he still cannot capture the Seven Sacred Palaces, he can commit suicide.
After a stick of incense, the Liusha Sect and the Vajra Sect's 100,000 spirit boats arrived outside Qipan Mountain.
At this moment, twelve stars of different colors have risen in every corner of Qipan Mountain, and a large screen of light has been cast down, sealing the Seven Sacred Palaces in the center!
The "Twelve Heavenly Gates Formation" of the Seven Saints Palace's mountain-protecting formation has been activated. In addition to the 100,000 disciples of the Seven Saints Palace itself, the nearly 7 billion monks in Meishan are all dormant in the Seven Saints Palace and can be mobilized at any time.
"The Liushamen army listens to the order and quickly surrounds the Seven Sacred Palaces. Don't let any of the Seven Sacred Palaces go free!"
"Vajra cult monks obey the order and surround the Seven Sacred Palaces!"
Following the orders from Yuntian Lin and Zen Master Da Ri, a large number of Liusha Sect monks came out and surrounded the Seven Saints Palace from east to west, north to south and everywhere. Dark figures were everywhere in the sky and on the ground.
"Hahaha, Yuan Tianying, you old bastard couldn't have imagined that today would happen! Yes, I, Yun Tianlin, am back! You old bastard is still as timid as before. If you dare to come out and face me, I might be able to help you.
Can we keep a few of your Seven Saints alive?"
Yun Tianlin stood in the void and yelled at the Seven Saints Palace, which was wrapped in a light curtain. The yelling was like thunder, spreading throughout the Qipan Mountain.
At this moment, the Square of the Seven Sacred Palaces.
One hundred and seventy-seven Holy Palace monks gathered in the sky above the square, ready for a battle at any time.
Hearing Yuntianlin yelling and cursing outside the formation, and seeing the army of monks from the Liusha Sect and Vajra Sect surrounding him tightly from all directions, the monks from the Seven Sacred Palaces couldn't help but panic.
Shen Lang, who was standing at the highest point of the square, shouted at the monks of the Seven Saints Palace below: "All the monks of the Seven Saints Palace must obey the order and be on guard! Without my order, you are not allowed to leave the Twelve Heavenly Gate Formation even half a step!"
"yes!"
The hundred and seventy-seven monks from the Holy Palace below responded in unison.
Shen Lang nodded slightly, then turned into a golden ray of light, rushed out of the Twelve Heavenly Gates formation, and faced the enemy directly.