Godly Dragon Guard

With gratitude, Yuan Tianzong bowed heavily in the direction where Shen Lang flew away.

Shen Lang did not leave the Seven Sacred Palace directly, but first went to a mountain named "Yunxi Mountain" in the northern part of the Seven Sacred Palace, on which there was a tower-shaped attic.

This place is the residence of Dai Xiong, the master of the Perak Hall of the Seven Sacred Palace. Dai Xiong has been in a coma for a thousand years before he woke up. After he woke up, he has been living in Yunxi Mountain in retreat. Dai Tian also lives here.

At the banquet earlier, Shen Lang sent a voice transmission to Dai Tian, ​​saying that he would come to Yunxi Mountain to treat Dai Xiong and help him recover.

Aware of Shen Lang's visit, Dai Tian immediately flew out of the attic and respectfully clasped his fist toward Shen Lang and said, "Dai Tian pays homage to the Supreme Elder!"

"Don't be polite."

Seeing that his former friends regarded himself as a senior, Shen Lang couldn't help sighing that things are wrong.

After standing at a higher position, it is indeed very difficult to overcome the cold. The former friends are not as pure as they used to be. This is also the loneliness unique to the generation of cultivation and Taoism.

Even though Shen Lang wanted to chat with Dai Tianpan, he didn't know what to say, the two seemed to have no common topic.

After being silent for a while, Shen Lang said in a deep voice, "Take me to see Hall Master Dai."

"it is good!"

Dai Tian took a deep breath and led Shen Lang into the attic.

In the training room on the top floor of the attic, Dai Xiongduan was sitting on a futon. His face was pale, his breath was short, and his head was full of white hair. It was difficult even to get up and move.

Seeing Dai Tian leading Shen Lang into the training room, Dai Xiong stood up swayingly, and was about to step forward to greet him: "The elder Taishang is visiting, Dai Xiong has missed a long way to welcome you!"

Seeing Dai Xiong's weakness, Shen Lang quickly helped him up and said, "Palace Master Dai is too polite."

"Elder Shen Lang, you are the great hero of Meishan and the great benefactor of the Seven Sacred Palace. I, Dai Xiong, must give you a great gift."

Dai Xiong said surgingly, and then bowed to Shen Lang.

Although he did not participate in the previous battle, he learned everything from Dai Tian's mouth. Dai Xiong was shocked and emotional at the thought of the juniors in the past growing up to this point.

Dai Xiong was very pleased to see such a heavenly figure in the Seven Holy Palace.

"Palace Master Dai, sit down and wait for me to slowly treat you." Shen Lang said bluntly. He was not comfortable with Dai Xiong being so polite to him.

"Thank you too elder!"

Dai Xiong thanked him solemnly, and then sat down on the futon honestly as Shen Lang said.

Shen Lang immediately stepped forward to treat Dai Xiong and injected a large amount of glazed skylight into Dai Xiong's body.

Dai Xiong's internal damage was extremely serious, and he once blew his inner alchemy into a long-term debilitating spirit, which might not be cured in a short while.

Fortunately, after Shen Lang was promoted to the realm of heavenly immortals, the original strength of the colored glaze heart lamp fire in his body greatly increased, and his ability to heal such earthly cultivators as Dai Xiong became prominent.

It took more than half an hour before Shen Lang finished his treatment, sweating profusely.

Dai Xiong's internal damage has basically recovered, and his physical body has regained his vitality. As long as he stays calm, he should be able to fully recover in ten thousand years. It will not be a problem to restore his cultivation in the future.

After Shen Lang finished his treatment, Dai Xiong and Dai Tian and his son were naturally grateful.

After a few brief conversations, Shen Lang did not stay too much and left Yunxi Mountain.

Before leaving Meishan, Shen Lang went to a deep mountain valley somewhere in the north of Qipan Mountain. At the beginning, Yuan Tianzong settled the Guqimen and several other sects of Qianqiu Peak here. The environment in the canyon is not bad, much better than Cangluan Mountain. The disciples of the ancient waremen lived here temporarily, etc. After the situation in Meishan stabilizes,

Find other shelters.

Shen Lang saw the head of Ning Rufeng and gave a batch of training resources sufficient to maintain the development and growth of the ancient artifacts, and Ning Rufeng readily accepted it.

Just when Shen Lang was about to leave, Ning Rufeng coughed: "Ahhhhh...Shen Lang boy, the little girl thinks about you day and night, you might as well see her before you leave, and let her leave no regrets. "

"it is good."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, released the holy demon's eyes and scanned around, and found the location of Ning Xiao Yao.

Shen Lang turned into a golden light, came to a cliff on the top of the mountain, floated and fell in front of Ning Xiao Yao who was watching the moon alone.

Ning Xiaoyao was startled: "Shen...Senior Shen, why are you here?"

"The head said you want to see me." Shen Lang said bluntly.

"I... I didn't say such a thing!"

Ning Xiaoyao's face flushed with embarrassment.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, Shen Lang didn't know how to deal with it, and said straightforwardly: "Miss Ning, I'm leaving soon. Before I leave, I want to give you something."

After all, Shen Lang carefully selected a few top-quality immortal artifacts from the storage ring, as well as many life-saving charms, and handed them to Ning Xiaoyao.

"This...The Ancient Artifact Gate has received so much kindness from Senior Shen, how can the little girl be embarrassed to accept your things again." Ning Xiao Yao bit her silver teeth.

"It has nothing to do with the sect, you and my friend, these small gifts may be of some use to you, please accept it." Shen Lang persuaded.

Ning Xiaoyao was silent for a long time, and bent over to make a bow towards Shen Lang: "Thank you."

"By the way, I also have a chaotic squat that I keep, which happens to be a mount for Miss Ning. This beast has been with me for many years, and Shen couldn't bear to exile it, so Miss Ning will settle the beast for me."

Shen Lang slapped the bag of spirit beasts, calling out the chaotic scorpion, and dismissing the master.

This Chaos Conqueror only had the mid-to-late stage combat power of the human immortal, and to Shen Lang today, it was of no use. It was better to give it to Ning Xiaoyao than to keep it in the snow.

Chaos Suan, who had been disapproved of his master, lay in front of Little Demon Ning honestly, with Shen Lang beside him, and Chaos Suan did not dare to make any trouble.

Ning Xiaoyao didn't refuse Shen Lang's kindness, and immediately used the blood contract technique to accept the chaos 狻猊.

"Miss Ning, Shen is gone, take care!"

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Lang turned around, just about to escape.

"and many more!"

Ning Xiaoyao screamed for Shen Lang, her thin lips trembled, and he stopped talking.

After struggling for a long time, she still didn't say what she wanted to say, she just gritted her teeth and asked: "Shen Lang, this time we are goodbye, do we have a chance to meet again?"

"We will meet by chance."

After Shen Lang said these words, without turning his head back, he immediately turned into a retreat and left.

Seeing Shen Lang's disappearing back, Ning Xiaoyao stared far-sighted, as if infinitely lost in her heart.

Shen Lang has had so many women. Naturally, his emotional intelligence is not low. He knows that Xiaoyao Ning has a more or less affection for him, but Shen Lang still chooses not to respond. After all, he and Xiaoyao Ning have no relationship basis. This is similar to Lanxian. Children are different.

Rather than having a senseless emotional debt, it is better to forget the real world.

In True Immortal Realm, apart from Lan Xian'er, the only woman Shen Lang cares about now is Xia Shan'er. It's a pity that Xia Shan'er left Meishan more than two thousand years ago and doesn't know where to go.　　 Shen Lang sighed, trying not to let himself think too much.