The old man sighed: The Tianquan Sect has developed so weakly in my hands, and I really have no face to face the sect leader of all dynasties.

Sect Master, it’s not your fault. The sects in Piaomiao Mountain maliciously exclude us! The seizing the resources of the Tianquan Sect has caused our sect to almost stagnate for more than two hundred years. The middle-aged man’s tone was mixed with a hint of resentment and anger.

The old man shook his head and said: There is no need to blame the world for being poor and not being able to protect the interests of Tianquan Sect. After worshiping the sects and the Supreme Elders of all dynasties, I will also be blocked from life and death! If my cultivation level cannot be further further, my Tianquan Sect will be bullied even more by the major sects of Piaomiao Mountain.

The middle-aged man remained silent and followed the old man into the sacrificial hall.

The two of them pushed the door and saw that there was already a person standing in the sacrificial hall. The man stared at the tablets of the two masters, Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan, without saying a word.

Who is the monk!

Seeing that there was a person coming out in the sacrificial hall, the two of them were shocked.

Shen Lang did not look back and said lightly: Are you the sect leader and the Supreme Elder of Tianquan Sect?

Who are you? Why did you trespass into my Tianquan Sect?

The old man stared at Shen Lang's back with a vigilant look, and his heart was filled with fear.

The aura of the man in front of him was as illusory as he was. With his early stage of Nascent Soul, he could not see through the cultivation level of this man! But he could be sure that this man would never be an ordinary cultivator.

At the peak of the early stage of the Nascent Soul, the breath is unstable. It should be that the hidden disease is left after fighting with others. If it is not eradicated, it will be difficult to break through the cultivation level in this life. Shen Lang commented coldly.

you!

The old man was shocked. The mysterious monk in front of him could tell his state exactly. He clearly didn't feel that the other party's spiritual consciousness had stayed on him.

You...who are you? Sign up! Another middle-aged man gritted his teeth and pointed at Shen Lang, shouting loudly.

In the early stage of the Nascent Soul, there is great potential, but the foul aura arises due to practicing evil skills, which conflicts with your own spiritual power. If you continue to practice this path, your cultivation will be no longer likely to improve. Shen Lang commented on another person.

How do you know?

The middle-aged man's eyes were wide open and he was shocked.

Alas, I didn’t expect that the younger generation of Tianquan Sect would fall into this place. I’m afraid that after your generation, Tianquan Sect will no longer have Yuanying cultivators, and will sooner or later be annexed by other immortal cultivators.

Shen Lang sighed.

He just used his spiritual sense to scan the entire sect over the Tianquan Sect and found that there was no cultivator who had the hope of advancing to the Nascent Soul Stage.

Don’t bully others too much. You can insult me, don’t insult me!!!

The old man was furious and sang a golden flying sword, carrying the extremely golden arc, and flew towards the back of Shen Lang's head.

bite!!!

A harsh and violent collision sounded, and Shen Lang did not dodge or avoid, and did not move at all.

The golden flying sword stabbed the back of his head, but the wound was not broken, and it could not even cut off a strand of Shen Lang's hair!

In addition, Shen Lang also absorbed all the power of the flying sword, so that the sacrificial hall was not damaged at all.

This...how is this possible!

The old man's face became extremely ugly. Not to mention how powerful the attack he had just now, at least the great monks in the late stage of the Nascent Soul did not dare to take it head-on.

But the strange monk in front of him actually withdrew his powerful attack with just his physical body, and his hair was not broken. This was so powerful that it was incredible!

The middle-aged man was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Don't be so excited, you two juniors, I have no malice.

Shen Lang turned around slowly and said calmly.

Ah, you are!

No...Is your Excellency Master Shen Lang?

After seeing Shen Lang's appearance clearly, the old man and the middle-aged man exclaimed in surprise, their eyes full of incredible.

I didn’t expect you to know me. It’s good, I am Shen Lang! Shen Lang smiled faintly.

Impossible! Master Shen Lang had ascended tens of thousands of years ago, and everyone in Yunjian continent knew about it. Although I don’t know who you are, please don’t pretend to be Master Shen Lang! The middle-aged man was shocked and angry.

Shen Lang shook his head: You are very tough, I say it again, I am not pretending to be a fake. I am just bored, I occasionally come to the world to take a look, and I will worship Jiang Hai and Senior Brother Lu Yuan.

The old man couldn't help feeling relieved when he saw two unique incense burners with dazzling lights inserted in front of the incense sticks of Jiang Hai and Lu Yuan.

If the mysterious monk in front of him was really pretending, then there was no need for him to do so. In addition, the opponent was so powerful that he could not believe it, so there would be basically no mistake.

Junior Zhou Kun, the 77th generation leader of Tianquan Sect, pays homage to Master Shen Lang!

The old man was so excited that he knelt down and kowtowed to Shen Lang.

Evening... Younger Long Chen, pay homage to Master Shen Lang!

Seeing that the old man was so convinced, although the middle-aged man was confused, he also knelt down on the ground. If the person in front of him was Master Shen Lang, he would not want to be negligent at all.

There is no need to perform this great gift. To be precise, I cannot be your master.

Shen Lang raised his sleeves, and Zhou Kunhe was blown up by a wisp of unknown breeze and straightened his body.

Since we have met, I, a senior, will give you two juniors some gifts to you.

As soon as he finished speaking, a ball of glass-colored flame appeared in Shen Lang's palm, and the glitter-colored flames flew into Zhou Kun's body.

This is?

Zhou Kun's heart tightened.

Don’t be afraid, this is the Glazed Heavenly Fire, which can cure the hidden diseases in your body. Shen Lang explained and sent the ball of Glazed Heavenly Fire in his hand into Zhou Kun’s body.

The glaze heavenly fire purified Zhou Kun's whole body and quickly cured the hidden diseases in his body.

Hesitate!

After a few breaths, a trace of black gas appeared on Zhou Kun's forehead, and the impurities accumulated in his body were excreted from the body.

After being nourished by the Glazed Heavenly Fire, Zhou Kun’s spirit was greatly boosted and his face was radiant. A layer of light appeared on the surface of his skin, as if he was a hundred years younger!

Zhou Kun tried to activate the spiritual power in his body, but found that the hidden illness in his body had been relieved and he was immediately filled with joy.

Thank you Master Shen Lang for taking the initiative to treat the younger generation! Zhou Kun was so grateful.

Long Chen's last doubts were also dispelled. He knelt down on the ground and said ashamed: I had suspected Master Shen Lang just now, but it was really embarrassing. Please don't take it to heart.

Shen Lang shook his head and said: It's okay. The body refining technique you practiced has flaws. I will give you this bottle of "Gianling Pill" and this "Dragon Elephant Golden Body Fate" body refining secret book. After taking the Giant Pill, the foul air in your body can be completely eliminated and can also help you practice new body refining techniques.

After saying that, Shen Lang took out a jade bottle and a golden jade slip and threw it to Long Chen.

The great kindness of the master will never be forgotten!
Chapter completed!