"If the poor Taoist body and spirit hadn't perished, I would have wanted to accept a disciple like you.
Hahaha, maybe I am not qualified enough."
Patriarch Bodhi shook his head and smiled.
Shen Lang said awkwardly: "The Immortal Ancestor was joking. The juniors are just mediocre. It's because I'm not qualified to be the ancestor's disciple."
"The secret of heaven must not be leaked. One day, you will understand that you are different..." After Patriarch Bodhi said these meaningful words, his figure slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a silver-white hair and fell.
It fell on the futon on the stone platform and turned into powder.
This weak remnant soul of Patriarch Bodhi finally disappeared.
There was still a trace of doubt in Shen Lang's eyes, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Sometimes, he also felt that he was different from others, but Shen Lang couldn't describe the specific differences. Perhaps like a chess piece manipulated by heaven, Shen Lang occasionally felt that his existence felt unreal.
The more he thought about this, the gloomier Shen Lang's mood became, and he simply couldn't be bothered to think about it.
After taking a deep breath, Shen Lang bowed to the stone platform in front of him, and then walked out of the hall.
Although Shen Lang did not obtain the Heavenly Dao Fragments or the Three Heavenly Books during this trip to Xianyue Sanxing Cave, Shen Lang gained a lot of extremely important information and clues, such as the origin of the Heavenly Dao Fragments and the method of saving the True Immortal Realm, etc.
Apart from this, the most important thing is Patriarch Bodhi’s improved version of the Qiankun Reversal Formation.
For Shen Lang, he is not keen on saving the True Immortal Realm. He just wants to take it one step at a time and try to protect himself and the people he values.
No matter when and where, having stronger cultivation and strength can make Shen Lang feel at ease.
When Shen Lang walked out of the Fangcun Mountain Hall, Jade Rakshasa's starry eyes lit up, and he dragged his injured body towards him and asked, "Shen Lang, how are you? Have you seen Patriarch Bodhi?"
Shen Lang nodded slightly and said: "I have already paid my respects to Immortal Bodhi, and I have benefited a lot."
The phantom of the Nine-Headed Lion King said in a deep voice: "Master is willing to talk to you for so long. It is a blessing for you."
Shen Lang clasped his fists and thanked: "I have to thank you, senior, for the introduction."
"You don't have to thank me. You can make Master appear, which proves that you and Master are destined.
The power of will left behind by this saint after his death can be considered to have played a small role."
The nine-headed lion king's phantom sighed with emotion.
Jade Rakshasa smiled and clasped his fists and said: "Senior can actually play a greater role! You see that my Taoist companion and Bodhi Immortal Ancestor are so destined, why not help us to the end and kill the two Luo who coveted the three volumes of heavenly books for us?
Heavenly Immortal."
Shen Lang was a little speechless. When did he become the Taoist companion of Jade Rakshasa?
But speaking of it, this Jade Rakshasa was quite clever, and Shen Lang did not refute it. If the power of will of the Nine Spirit Yuansheng was really willing to help, he and the Jade Rakshasa would be able to take advantage.
The Nine-Headed Lion King phantom chuckled and said: "You Rakshasa ghost girl, you have a bad idea. Even if I am willing, the power of my will can only move within the will enchantment, and will dissipate if I leave the enchantment."
Having said this, Shen Lang and Yu Luosha looked disappointed, thinking that there was no such thing as pie in the sky.
However, the next words of the nine-headed lion king's shadow surprised the two of them.
"But... although the power of this saint's will cannot leave, it can be taken away.
Boy, I see that you seem to have a demon refining pot on your body, you can sacrifice this treasure and collect the power of this saint’s will into the demon refining pot.”
"In addition to containing the soul, the demon refining pot can also contain the power of will.
However, once the power of this saint's will is summoned from the outside world, it will disappear and disintegrate at most once."
The nine-headed lion king phantom said calmly.
Shen Lang was shocked: "This..." "What is this! I am willing to help you, why don't you kid appreciate it?"
The phantom of the nine-headed lion king shouted loudly.
"No no no!"
Shen Lang shook his head like a rattle and said in a deep voice: "It's just that the senior has been so kind, and the junior doesn't know how to repay it?"
The nine-headed lion king phantom hummed: "No need, I am already dead, what else can I give in return?
Seeing that you have a predestined relationship with Junior Brother Wukong and are so highly valued by Master, I will help you once for free! Anyway, the power of my will is meaningless to stay here. It is meaningless to be here.
It would be better to have a big fight than to perish."
"Thank you, senior!"
Shen Lang bowed deeply and bowed respectfully.
Jade Rakshasa also bent down and performed a grand salute.
"Boy, the void confinement method outside the Xianyue Sanxing Cave will not last long. You'd better cast the spell quickly and don't wait any longer!"
The nine-headed lion king's shadow urged calmly.
"good!"
Shen Lang turned his right hand and pulled out a cyan jade pot full of cracks. It appeared in his palm, which was the demon refining pot.
When Si Ye died, Shen Lang took away his demon refining pot and shed his blood to recognize its owner.
The original weapon spirit of the demon refining pot, Beiming Panlong, was killed by the strange energy released by the Wuguo Divine Spring in Shen Lang's body. The demon refining pot without its weapon spirit changed from black ink to sapphire color. Only then
It is the true form of the Demon Refining Pot.
"Hmph, fortunately, this saint's power of will has existed for too long and has lost its strength. Otherwise, even your broken demon refining pot may not be able to take me away."
Seeing that the demon refining pot taken out by Shen Lang was badly damaged, the Nine-Headed Lion King's phantom looked a little disgusted and urged: "No more nonsense, you kid, hurry up and do it."
"yes!"
Shen Lang responded in a deep voice, and then poured chaotic spiritual power into the demon refining pot in his palm.
With a muffled sound of "bang", the lid of the pot popped open, and a large green whirlwind poured out, turning into a green storm, covering all the nine-headed lion king's shadow.
"The demon refining pot, collect it!"
Shen Lang's eyes were like lightning, and he pushed the demon refining pot in his hand to the extreme.
A large blue storm surged out of the demon refining pot, and the nine-headed lion king's shadow was swept into the demon refining pot.
There was only a "whoosh" sound, and the huge shadow of the nine-headed lion king was taken into the demon refining pot, and the demon refining pot also changed from the original sapphire color to golden yellow.
"Boy, I would like to remind you that my power of will has actually run out of fuel due to its age.
Once this power of will is summoned in the outside world, it is estimated that it will only have the power of one blow, and it is the simplest blow. As for how much power it can exert, I cannot guarantee it."
"In short, please remember that this saint's power of will can only have the power of one blow. After using this blow, my power of will will disappear and collapse.
Unless your life is in danger, you kid, don’t call on the power of this saint’s will easily.”
The phantom of the nine-headed lion king reminded me.
"Junior knows."
Shen Lang nodded solemnly, then bowed to the Demon Refining Pot, and said gratefully: "Senior, this is a great kindness, I will keep it in my heart!"