"What should I do?" After a long time, Li Qingshu asked, looking at the poisonous gas rolling in front of him.
"What else can we do? Under the Golden Core Realm, entering the Poisonous Forbidden Area is the only way to die." Zhao Dejing said.
"I mean, how should Master explain it?" Li Qingshu felt uneasy in his heart.
This matter can be said to be the trick he caused. He told Taoist Cang Jie about the real fire. If he got the real fire, Li Qingshu would certainly get a lot of benefits. But if he doesn't get the real fire now, he will be the most unlucky then.
It's him.
"Shen Lang was hit by the Five Thunder Palms and cut off one of his arms. Coupled with the danger deep in the forbidden area, it is impossible for him to survive." Zhao Dejing picked up the severed arm on the ground, was silent for a moment and said: "You might as well report back to Master directly.
He has been killed by us."
Li Qingshu's eyes lit up, and he said without saying anything: "What do you mean..."
"He didn't have real fire, we killed him by mistake." Zhao Dejing said.
"There is no real fire, so there is no blame. Master, he would rather go to Senior Sister Ling Lan's banquet than do it himself. I guess he is not 100% sure that Shen Lang has the real fire." Li Qing wrote.
"Yes, we would rather kill the wrong person than let him go. We have successfully completed the mission." Zhao Dejing glanced at the Forbidden City for the last time, turned and left. "God knows this matter, you know it and I know it. From now on we are
A grasshopper on the same rope."
...
The rainy night hit, and Shen Lang lay on a boulder that had existed for thousands of years, staring blankly at the deep night sky. His internal organs were shattered, and an arm was broken. His consciousness had begun to fade, and his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
But he still refused to close his eyes!
Thunder roared in the sky, as if it was about to tear the entire night sky apart. This was just like Shen Lang's furious mood at this moment, Xue Linglan's indifference, the master's cruelty, the junior brother's pursuit... Under the overwhelming hatred, even if he died
, he couldn’t rest in peace, couldn’t be reconciled!
Not willing to give in!
Even if my body is broken into pieces, I can't swallow this breath!
Shen Lang's eyes widened in anger, and the blood flowing from the broken arm had already turned the boulder beneath him red at some point.
Suddenly, the boulder began to tremble and suddenly shattered, revealing a humanoid skeleton that had been sealed for unknown years inside. The skeleton was completely black, and the moment it appeared, it aroused endless ferocious energy, and billows of black energy rolled, like
An ancient demon has awakened.
But the strange thing is that there is a sword stuck on the black skeleton. The sword is completely red and white, and its aura is exactly the opposite of the demon bone. It is like a fairy sword. But the fairy sword has no real shape and has no real body.
The hilt of the sword has no edge and no sword body. It seems to be made of fire and light.
"What are these!"
Before Shen Lang could think about it, as the boulder collapsed and cracked, his severely injured and broken body happened to fall on the dark demon bones inside the rubble.
In an instant, the dark light on the demonic bone flourished, and it was forcibly integrated into Shen Lang's body, and it fit perfectly! Shen Lang's broken arm began to regenerate, and his flesh and blood also began to regenerate!
At the same moment, the fairy sword was not to be outdone, but for some reason, the fairy sword that had suppressed the Demon Bones for tens of thousands of years could not gain any advantage in Shen Lang's body. Instead, it was constantly suppressed by the power of the Demon Bones. After several twists and turns, the fairy sword retreated again.
And the next best thing is to rush towards the true fire in Shen Lang's sea of consciousness.
It seemed like a coincidence, but it also seemed like destiny. The unknown demon bone fit perfectly with Shen Lang's body, and the fairy sword fit with Shen Lang's true fire. At this moment, the incompatible immortals and demons merged into Shen Lang at the same time.
Within his body, a secret that has been buried in the world of cultivation for tens of thousands of years seems destined to be revealed...
At the same time, a large amount of information appeared in Shen Lang's mind.
"Proud Demonic Body!"
"Pure Yang Immortal Technique!"
"Ah! My Dantian..."
The magic light lingered, Shen Lang's body was quickly repaired, the real fire rose, and Shen Lang's Dantian was reshaped in an instant. The unbearable pain caused Shen Lang to faint in an instant despite his endurance.
boom!
There was thunder in the sky, and the rain this night was a little crazy. But the rising real fire, together with the poisonous energy and the black wood forest nearby, ignited...
The fire gradually grew stronger, but at some point, a woman in a white dress appeared in the sky with her feet on colorful clouds.
The white skirt is fluttering, and the woman is as beautiful as a fairy. She has an imaginary beauty that is hard to find in the world.
"The Forbidden Land of Immortals and Demons was so bright that I thought some treasure had been discovered. But now it seems that it was just the thunder that fell and touched some mountain fires. I was so happy for nothing." The woman patted her smooth forehead and pouted.
His mouth looked a little depressed.
Suddenly, she saw Shen Lang, who was unconscious among the rubble and whose face was charred.
"Still a little monk? However, he is in such a mess, maybe he was struck by lightning, right?" The woman thought for a moment, then raised her wrist gently, like lifting a chicken, and lifted Shen Lang up, "Save
One life of a man is worth building a seven-level pagoda, so don’t worry about it, let’s take him back first.”
...
After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Shen Lang opened his eyes and stood up from a simple wooden bed. With a random movement, the new flesh and bones made a series of powerful banging sounds. Shen Lang watched.
His right arm was intact, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
"What a powerful body! It seems that the strange things that happened in the forbidden area were not a dream." Shen Lang still remembered the scene at that time. His internal organs were completely destroyed, and his arm was broken. He was almost certain to die, but he was sealed in the boulder.
The demon bone skeleton reshaped his body.
Then, Shen Lang looked inside and was shocked again.
"Not only has the dantian been reshaped, but also..." Shen Lang felt the rich golden essence in his body, and was a little dazed. It was as strong as the sun, the most pure, and this was the first time for Shen Lang to have such domineering essence.
see.
"Pure Yang Immortal Technique." Shen Lang thought of the memory fragments that poured into the sea of consciousness before coma, and silently operated the technique. In an instant, the golden light was completely lingering, as if even the pure Yang's sunlight had been absorbed. But such a terrifying amount of pure Yang
The influx of Yang power only caused a faint golden mist to appear in Shen Lang's Dantian.
Pure! At least four times more pure than ordinary Qi! Shen Lang discovered the first characteristic of pure Yang Qi. The purer the Qi, the more powerful it will naturally be.
"The pure yang true energy and the proud demon body are in conflict, but they don't compete with each other. Instead, the pure yang aura covers up the trace of devilish energy. This is very good." Shen Lang thought to himself.
If you are possessed of demonic energy and are hunted down by righteous monks in the world, it will be a very troublesome thing.
The Proud Demonic Body gave him a stronger body, and the Pure Yang Immortal Technique obtained from the Immortal Sword gave him more pure Qi! The Hidden Light Curse he had previously received had also disappeared in the process of body reshaping.
!At this moment, Shen Lang, who had experienced the disaster, regained his life, and a blazing fire ignited in his heart.
Li Qingshu, Zhao Dejing, Taoist Cang Jie, and Xue Linglan... The deep pain made Shen Lang carve those names into his heart.
But he knows that his body has been reshaped, his Dantian has also been reshaped, and everything has returned to .asxs. If he wants revenge, his current strength is far from enough.
After a long time, Shen Lang silently hid the hatred in his heart, and his expression became calm again. He looked around the simple wooden house, and finally his eyes fell on a strand of white gauze held tightly in his left hand.
"I don't know who the person who saved me is or where this place is."