Hearing these words, both Qingyun disciples and Lingyun Sect disciples, as well as Chen Pipi and Lu Lingshuang were shocked.
"Are you looking for death?" Li Xuejun suddenly took a step forward, the spiritual sword in his hand already unsheathed.
"I know that you are very strong and can kill me easily." Shen Lang said: "But I also know that being successful in the world of cultivation does not rely solely on strength."
"Backing and background may be more important." Shen Lang took out a token and held it high in the night sky that was getting darker.
"There is no word? What is this?" The keen-eyed Qingyun disciples have clearly seen the appearance of the token, but they do not know the origin of the token.
"Is it... Wuweiju's token? He has some relationship with the fairy from Bihu Xiaozhu?" Li Xuejun's expression changed slightly, "Even if you have a token representing Bihu Xiaozhu, how can you
How about it? Who doesn’t have a strong backer from the Sky and Underworld Realm?”
"Haha, maybe I should let you see it more clearly." Shen Lang smiled playfully, but he injected a ray of true energy into the token.
Buzz...
Strange fluctuations spread out in the hall, thousands of smooth surfaces emerged from the token, and a huge phantom of the token appeared in mid-air in the hall.
"Is this..."
The monks in the main hall were in an uproar. Similar scenes were not unfamiliar to them. For example, every year, the disciples of Chixiao Peak gathered together for drills. Some elders who liked to show off would occasionally use such tokens.
This is not an ordinary token, but a token that represents the majesty and authority of the Lord of the Peak. Seeing the token is like seeing the Lord of the Peak. This kind of token is rare among the elders on Chixiao Peak.
have.
At the same time, this is the token of Wuweiju, the token of Bihu Xiaozhu, so what this token represents now is naturally the fairy of Bihu Xiaozhu.
More importantly, as Shen Lang poured more energy into the token, a faint talisman was quietly brewing.
"This is the breath of the talisman!"
"The fairy's talisman! The talisman of the void and underworld level!"
For a moment, emotions of shock, astonishment, and even fear appeared on the faces of all the monks.
Can you imagine that a young monk at the fifth level of Qi Refining not only possesses a fairy's personal token, but also has a terrifying spiritual talisman sealed inside the token?
Shen Lang felt the familiar atmosphere in the token, thinking about the fairy's instructions that day, and a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.
That day by the green lake, Lin Xianer once told her that if she encountered danger, just take out the token and keep him safe and sound. Even a Golden Core monk like Zhang Licheng didn't need to care.
Afterwards, the sword shopkeeper gave Shen Lang numerous warnings, telling him not to use the token at will unless it was absolutely necessary.
Perhaps the two of them were worried that Shen Lang would abuse the token and waste the talisman power sealed in the token, so they didn't make their words too clear. But Shen Lang had already figured it out. That day he was in Bihu
Xiaozhu had just angered Zhang Licheng. The fairy must have been worried that Zhang Licheng would attack him secretly, so he sealed a talisman inside the token.
Therefore, this talisman is the amulet given to Shen Lang by Lin Xian'er, and it is a talisman that can completely deal with the golden elixir realm.
And as long as he breaks through the seal and fully releases the power of the spiritual talisman, these so-called true disciple candidates or true spiritual monks in front of him are destined to be torn into pieces by the power of the spiritual talisman.
"Greetings to Uncle Master!" The Qingyun disciples in the hall had already knelt down. Such a terrifying talisman had fallen into the hands of a ruthless person like Shen Lang. You can imagine their fear at this time.
Moreover, the token represents the fairy of Bihu Xiaozhu, the junior sister who teaches the real person, so it is natural for them to bow to her. At this time, even Qi Hao of Lingyun Sect and other people had to bow their hands and bow.
Bow down and bow your head in a respectful junior salute.
"Are you going to kill me now?" Shen Lang looked at Li Xuejun who was three steps away.
Li Xuejun pursed her lips tightly, and her originally beautiful and proud face turned pale. She might not be afraid of the token, but she had to be afraid of the rune breath sealed in the token. After hesitating for a long time, Li Xuejun finally singled out
Kneeling on the ground, he whispered: "I don't dare."
Just two very light and short words, already made her feel great humiliation. Shen Lang's words just a moment ago were still echoing in her mind: "As long as I want, I can make you kneel on the ground at any time.
Trample you under my feet."
At that time, she still sneered at this sentence, but who would have thought that it would become true in the blink of an eye.
Step, step, step,
In just three steps, Shen Lang had already arrived in front of Li Xuejun.
Li Xuejun lowered her head, and could only see Shen Lang's extremely ordinary, somewhat dirty gray cloth shoes approaching her, and the feet finally stopped in front of her kneeling knees. The weather in June was still a bit rough.
In the hot, quiet atmosphere, Li Xuejun seemed to vaguely smell a not-so-splendid smell.
"Is he going to..." Thinking of the humiliation his brother had suffered before, and what Shen Lang had said before, Li Xuejun's fists in his sleeves clenched tightly. The clear feeling of fear and humiliation suddenly hit his heart, and unexpectedly he felt
Tears began to well up in his eyes.
If Shen Lang really wanted to humiliate her like that, she would rather die...
"Don't be nervous. I don't have a special hobby of humiliating people. If my shoes are dirty, I will wash them myself when I have time." Shen Lang's voice came from above Li Xuejun's head, "But there are a few things I want to tell you.
.”
Li Xuejun raised his head with difficulty, looked up at Shen Lang and said, "Please tell me."
"First, if the difference between big people and small people does not lie in a person's moral character and cultivation, but only in status and background, then I am not a small person, let alone the mud at the bottom of the river. At least in front of you, I
no."
"Second, I don't care whether you are here to deal with evil cultivators or to protect ordinary people this time. But you must understand that when you come from the sect and bring people here, you are nothing more than accepting the sect's mission and completing the mission. Naturally,
With your reward, this is a deal, mortals don't owe you anything, and you shouldn't look down on mortals."
"at last..."
Shen Lang suddenly turned his head to look at Princess Tongwei beside him. As Shen Lang turned his head, Li Xuejun's eyes also fell towards Princess Tongwei. But at this time, she was kneeling on the ground and could only see the girl in front of her.
The slender legs under the skirt... turned out to be a mortal woman that she had looked down on before. Now she had to look up to see her face.
"I know that it was not easy for you in the past. In front of a certain noble daughter, you suffered many humiliations that others could not imagine. But you can step by step from a little maid to reach where you are today by relying on your own talent and hard work.
It's also amazing." Shen Lang said, but he stretched out his hand extremely frivolously, as if he wanted to touch Li Xuejun's face, and also as if he wanted to touch Li Xuejun's head.
Li Xuejun was a little stunned by the sudden compliment. She stared blankly at Shen Lang's extended hand and actually forgot to avoid it.
But unexpectedly, Shen Lang didn't touch her face, nor did he touch her head like a big shot, expressing sympathy and understanding for her early experiences. Instead, he gently pinched the patch of hair on her head.
She picked up her favorite gold and jade crested hairpin and pulled it out.
The crested hairpin fell off, and her long hair fell like a waterfall. Li Xuejun's eyes widened, and there was a bit of anger in his eyes at being teased, but more importantly, he didn't understand Shen Lang's behavior.
Shen Lang played with the crested hairpin in his hand, looked at the stunningly beautiful woman kneeling on the ground, and said, "But what I want to say is, if you hate the noble daughter of your past, you should not let yourself become her.
Don’t fly on a branch, because if you don’t become a phoenix, you will be inferior to a chicken; if you don’t become a person, you will be inferior to others.”