Time passed slowly, and there were no words all the way. As the invisibility state was lifted, Shen Lang also encountered three or four disciples of Chixiao Peak along the way, but those disciples seemed to know how powerful he was, and did not wait for Shen Lang to hold the soul-beating stick.
When he showed his power, those disciples were frightened and fled again and again.
"Shen Lang is in the northwest region!"
"He went to the Southwest again!"
As they met again and again, messages came back to Zhao Tianba one after another.
However, Shen Lang moved closer to his goal in a roundabout way. However, as he got closer to the goal, he felt that things were getting weirder.
Originally, he thought that the closer he got to the location of the treasure, the more dangerous it would be and the more disciples of Chixiao Peak he would encounter. So he had deliberately taken a circuitous route and deliberately revealed some of his location, hoping to lure more people away.
some people.
But now he discovered that the closer he got to the treasure, the safer he would be. Since half an hour, he has not met anyone again.
"Could it be that the treasure was too important and Zhang Licheng didn't want the news to leak out, so he didn't deliberately send any disciples to protect it?" Shen Lang guessed secretly.
In fact, Shen Lang guessed it right this time!
It should be noted that the spiritual garden is occupied, and Zhang Licheng manages the spiritual garden, which is not justified. If there are only some ordinary heavenly spirit fruits in the spiritual garden, people with the vision of the Lord of the Seven Peaks will naturally not take it seriously.
But if a great and precious treasure is really born in the spiritual garden, I am afraid that people from the other six peaks will intervene. At that time, no matter how powerful Chixiao Peak is, it will be a wishful thinking to monopolize the spiritual garden.
Therefore, Zhang Licheng has always guarded this secret. Except for his two most trusted disciples, no one else knows about it. And the large area near the mysterious cave is a forbidden area that ordinary disciples are not allowed to approach!
At this time, Shen Lang had already set foot in the forbidden area, and it was strange to meet someone.
The clear blue stream flowed slowly. Shen Lang walked along the path beside the stream, looking at the source of the stream, but his heart became more and more depressed and uneasy.
"I heard that there is a green lake in the back mountain. Near the green lake is the residence of two fairies. Judging from the current situation, the treasure should be with the two fairies, right?"
If the treasure was in the spiritual garden and belonged to Zhang Licheng of Chixiao Peak, Shen Lang would naturally feel at ease and feel very comfortable stealing it.
But if the treasure is in the back mountain and belongs to the two fairies, then even if Shen Lang borrows eight more courages, he will not dare to provoke those two fairies. Besides, he and the two fairies from Bihu Xiaozhu have nothing to do with each other.
There is no grievance, and there is no reason to provoke it.
However, just when Shen Lang was almost sure that the treasure should not be within the scope of the spiritual garden, the fairy sword in his body suddenly trembled again and pointed at an inconspicuous hill in front of him with great accuracy.
"Is this here?" Shen Lang followed the guidance and moved forward again. After half a circle around the hill, he didn't see the treasure, but suddenly heard a familiar voice.
"Shen Lang? How dare he come to the cemetery to cause trouble?"
"Oh, he was beaten by my brother! He deserves it!"
"I really should have gone there with my eldest brother at that time... Humph! It's lucky that Shen Lang didn't meet me this time. Otherwise, I would have broken his legs."
Sitting in meditation for a long time always makes people tired. In his spare time, Zhao Tianling lay lazily on the stone in front of the cave, chatting with other Chixiao Peak disciples using the transmission notes.
"Hi!" Suddenly, a bright smile appeared directly in front of Zhao Tianling's eyes.
"You...Shen Lang!" Zhao Tianling, who was immersed in bragging and chatting, turned pale with fright and immediately wanted to get up from the stone.
However, it was too late. When enemies met, there was no need to be polite. Shen Lang hit him with a stick without hesitation.
"ah!"
A shrill scream resounded through the mountain forest. Perhaps Zhao Tianling had been meditating in front of the cave these past few days, and his soul power had increased a bit. Zhao Tianling actually did not faint when Shen Lang struck him with the stick.
"You...how did you come here!" Zhao Tianling was afraid of hitting the soul stick and immediately distanced himself from Shen Lang.
"Of course I'm here to fulfill your wish! Who wanted to break my legs just now?" Shen Lang slapped the stick in his hand, looked at Zhao Tianling's intact legs, and said with evil intentions.
: "Oh? It's only been a few days, and your leg has healed again? You're quite capable."
The corner of Zhao Tianling's mouth twitched, and his face turned red for a moment, as if he remembered the pain of a broken leg in the past. "Shen Lang! Don't be arrogant! Do you think you can beat me today?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Tianling drew his sword.
Zhongshan Wind and Rain Sword!
The sharp sword energy was like falling rain, completely covering the area where Shen Lang was standing in an instant.
It has to be said that compared to other True Spirit Realm monks, Zhao Tianling understands Shen Lang better and is smarter! Since his defeat at the hands of Shen Lang, he has been thinking hard these days about how to defeat Shen Lang.
Why is Shen Lang so strong? Isn’t it because of a soul-beating stick? As long as he doesn’t fight with Shen Lang personally and doesn’t touch the soul-beating stick, Shen Lang will be just average. Therefore, the best way to defeat Shen Lang is naturally
Attack from a distance!
Only use sword energy to attack, never get close! Even if you grind slowly, you can grind Shen Lang to death! This is Zhao Tianling's tactic.
Watching the sword falling like rain, Shen Lang didn't panic. He still remembered that he suffered a big loss under this move more than ten days ago. But now...
Dragon Elephant Shocking Fist!
Shen Lang punched indifferently, and his overbearing punch forcefully tore apart the sword Qi rain curtain. The so-called Zhongshan wind and rain can be broken with one punch.
"What!" Zhao Tianling's eyes widened and he looked at Shen Lang in disbelief, "Fifth level of Qi refining! When did you..."
I still remember that the last time they fought, Shen Lang was still at the first level of Qi Refining. At that time, Shen Lang relied on the soul club and almost narrowly escaped death before he was lucky enough to defeat him! But how many days had it passed? He broke through the fourth level in a row? This special
Is it cheating?
"Impossible! This is simply impossible! He is obviously a waste who only reached the first level of Qi Refining at the age of twenty! Even with the help of pills, there is no way he can improve so fast!" Zhao Tianling's face was extremely pale, but here
At this time, Shen Lang, who he had always regarded as a waste, was slowly approaching him.
"Escape!" Zhao Tianling finally regained some consciousness, gritted his teeth and prepared to escape with great reluctance! He hated Shen Lang, hated him so much, but Shen Lang could push him so hard when he was in the first level of Qi Refining, and now his strength has increased several times.
, if he continues to fight, he will definitely not end well!
"Want to escape? It's better to stay!" Shen Lang raised the soul-beating stick in his hand, but the aura on his body suddenly became extremely quiet.
"If I want to leave, what can you do to me?" Zhao Tianling's tone was a bit disdainful.
In his opinion, Shen Lang is indeed very strong now, with fifth-level Qi refining, natural divine power, and an extremely good secret technique of boxing. Even if Shen Lang doesn't need a soul stick, his strength is close to him!
But so what? It's just getting close. As long as he doesn't get close to Shen Lang and doesn't touch the soul-beating stick, Shen Lang will never want to keep him.
However, when the stick fell from Shen Lang's hand, Zhao Tianling realized how wrong he was.
Thunder!
Extremely powerful force was unleashed. This time it was not a soul attack from a soul-beating stick, but a powerful blow in which the true energy was compressed to the extreme and the stick's will was concentrated to the extreme.
The burst of true energy in an instant was like a torrent, drowning Zhao Tianling...
"No!" Zhao Tianling was shocked and turned pale. He quickly raised his sword to block it, but it was blasted far away and hit the rocks behind him hard.
"This move...cough..." Zhao Tianling's face turned pale as paper and he coughed out a mouthful of blood. This move alone had already caused him serious injuries.
"Now, I'll give you a chance." Shen Lang walked forward slowly, "Tell me what is hidden in this cave."