Although he is now very strong, it is still a little difficult to face the great monks in the late Nascent Soul stage. Shen Lang is sure that he will not fall behind, but it is not that easy to kill the opponent.
For example, on the battlefield before, the strange Yuanying of Zhuang Lao exploded himself. If the mysterious man in black robe hadn't saved him, he would definitely have died!
But if you can activate the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, even if no one saves you, you may be able to use the defensive power of the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella to block the power of the explosion head-on.
Shen Lang felt that if he refined and mastered the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, his strength would not increase a little, and the resistance to finding other materials for the Nine-Colored Bone Ring or the Resurrection Technique would be much smaller.
In the past, when he was still in the early stage of Yuanying, it would have taken at least forty years to refine the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella, but after breaking through to the middle stage of Yuanying, the refining time could be shortened by half.
In short, refining and controlling the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella is still not something that can be accomplished overnight. Shen Lang decided to wait until he returned to the Gale Continent before making any plans.
In fact, it was Shen Lang who proposed to rest in Shuangji Palace for a few days, because he was still wary of the man in black robe who saved him on the battlefield.
The man in black robe who was suspected of being Zhang Daoling disappeared after saving him and never appeared again. Shen Lang was puzzled.
If it was really Zhang Daoling, why didn't he come out to see him?
With this question in mind, Shen Lang stayed in Shuangji Palace for three days, during which the man in black robes never appeared.
Shen Lang was alert to his surroundings every day, but he did not find anyone suspicious watching him. It was not a problem to always be so suspicious. Shen Lang forced himself not to think about negative things and to sort out his mentality.
Three days later.
Shen Lang took Hua Ziling and the Wind and Thunder Demon King, said goodbye to all the Nascent Soul monks in Beilu, and left the Bipolar Palace.
Neither Yunjian Continent nor Donglin Continent has a teleportation array leading to Gale Wind Continent, so they can only travel long distances.
Even if Shen Lang flies in the form of Lei Peng, it will take at least a year.
During the long flight, the golden roc held a small sky crystal stone in its mouth, replenishing the consumed spiritual power while flying.
Fengling Demon King and Hua Ziling just stayed on the back of the golden roc, meditating and practicing without saying a word.
Occasionally when Hua Ziling was bored, she would chat with Shen Lang to pass the time. But she still felt uncomfortable with the Wind and Thunder Demon King nearby.
As time passed day by day, Shen Lang's doubts about the man in black robes faded away in his mind, and he was too lazy to think about it anymore.
Shen Lang thought that Liu Tianqi's Nascent Soul movement should not be as fast as his own, and it should not be a problem for them to reach the Gale Continent safely.
Because once the Nascent Soul of a monk in the Nascent Soul stage comes out of the body, it can only last for a month at most, otherwise the soul will slowly dissipate over time.
Therefore, within this month, Liu Tianqi must seize other people's bodies, and he can only seize the bodies of monks who are lower than the Nascent Soul stage. His cultivation level will be greatly reduced, and his lifespan will also be halved.
After retaking the body, Liu Tianqi was only at the mid-to-late stage of pill formation. Even if he had a powerful flying magic weapon, his speed could not keep up with Shen Lang.
Shen Lang didn't need to worry at all, he was just worried that the remaining spiritual thoughts on the nine Lei Ze light-splitting swords might expose his position in the future.
However, Shen Lang was too far away from Lei Ze's light-splitting sword and could not sense the position of Lei Ze's light-splitting sword through his spiritual thoughts.
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In the blink of an eye, one year has passed.
A lot of things happened in this year. Feng Yue Lao Mo led the Hokuriku Alliance Army to successfully regain all the territory of Yunjian Continent. Donglin, who originally invaded Yunjian Continent, escaped with his life.
The seven-year war has finally ended, and Hokuriku senior officials are busy with post-war reconstruction and other tasks.
Shen Lang flew long distance for a year and finally reached the boundary of Gale Continent.
One early morning, over a vast primitive jungle, a golden roc flew past like a shooting star.
"This is the Gale Continent. It is indeed extraordinary." As soon as he entered the Gale Continent, the Wind and Thunder Demon King keenly felt the vigorous demonic energy. Only demon cultivators could detect this subtle difference.
Looking at the endless sea of trees and jungles, Hua Ziling was also shocked and asked: "Shen Lang, does this Gale Wind Continent only have demon clans and no human monks?"
Shen Lang said: "Nonsense, of course there is no human monk power, otherwise why would it be called a continent of monsters?"
Hua Ziling worriedly asked: "Is it inappropriate for me, an outsider, to break into this place?"
Shen Lang said seriously: "Don't worry, the Demon Queen is familiar with me. I can just talk to her when the time comes. Also, although the demon clan rejects human monks, they will still respect the strong. You are a Nascent Soul monk."
, they won’t look down on you.”
Fengling Demon King said with emotion: "In fact, there is a reason why the demon clan hates humans. This world has been called the 'human world' since ancient times. The meaning is obvious. It is the world ruled by you human monks. Although there are many powerful people in our demon clan,
The spiritual beasts of heaven and earth, but they are always in a situation of being suppressed by human monks."
"The longevity of powerful monsters is very long, but it is still not as vigorous as the development of your human monks. Otherwise, there would not be so many powerful monsters and even heaven and earth spirit beasts in ancient times whose inheritance and bloodline have become extinct."
After all, the demon clan still can't compete with you human monks, but they don't want to admit it, which gradually turns into a feeling of hatred. As for why they can't compete with you human monks, it may be because the demon clan has too many races and they exclude each other, unlike you humans.
The monks can huddle together to keep warm."
Fenglei Demon King's statement seemed to make sense, but Shen Lang still said: "Brother Fenglei, you must not say these words to the demon clan of Gale Wind Continent, they will be unhappy."
"I know." Fengling Demon King nodded. In fact, he used to be very discriminatory against human monks, but since he saw the human monks in Yunjian North Continent so united to resist foreign enemies, he felt quite touched in his heart.
"When you arrive at the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons, you will be able to see what the true holy land of the demon clan is."
Shen Lang smiled and continued flying towards the depths of the Gale Continent.
After flying for five days, Shen Lang arrived at the tribe of the Giant Crocodile Clan in the Gale Wind Continent.
The Giant Crocodile Tribe is one of the few monster tribes that does not live in the Forest of Ten Thousand Monsters. There is a teleportation array in the tribe that can lead to the Forest of Ten Thousand Monsters. Meier once brought him here.
This was the first time Hua Ziling saw this large monster tribe, and she frowned. This was very different from what she had imagined. The giant crocodile tribe lived in a smelly swamp, and the environment was too damn bad.
This scene really frightened Hua Ziling, making her think that the demon tribe was so unhygienic, and she couldn't help but want to leave directly. Shen Lang had to explain for a while, saying that the Forest of Ten Thousand Demons was not like this.
Due to living environment problems, the giant crocodile clan cannot stay in the Forest of Ten Thousand Monsters.
The golden roc flew directly over the palace in the center of the giant crocodile clan's swamp and hovered. Lei Peng's breath was amazing, alarming all the giant crocodile clan in the swamp.
Soon, two eighth-level transformed demon cultivators rushed out of the palace. They were the two leaders of the giant crocodile clan, the eighth-level iron-armored giant crocodile and the golden-horned giant crocodile.
"I have met two fellow Taoists. Shen is visiting your place again. You are well." Shen Lang smiled at the two demon cultivators and clasped his fists.