Great Slaughter System

On the top of Tianshan Mountain, in a simple thatched hut, an old man with gray hair and ruddy face suddenly opened his eyes.

Wen Cheng'an, a guest is coming from afar, go down and meet him.

A man with a thin figure who could be blown away by a gust of wind, wearing a long gown, neatly combed hair, and a refined face, outside the room, respectfully agreed.

Yes, master.

As the voice fell, the figure of that elegant man had disappeared.

The place where Shen Lang and others are located in Tianshan Mountain, Shen Lang did not let the Taihuang kill Wu Chengan, Tianshan is a bit weird, the legendary Hongchen Fairy is also on Tianshan Mountain, Shen Lang will not easily provoke him without a thorough understanding of Hongchen Fairy, and the entrance to the Martial Realm is also on Tianshan Mountain.

Just when Shen Lang and the others were about to continue walking towards the top of Tianshan Mountain, an ethereal voice of poetry came from afar.

Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu hook frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star. Killing a person in ten steps will never leave you. When it's done, go away with your clothes and hide your body and name.

The sound of this poem made everyone lost in it, only Shen Lang was not lost by the debauchery and ambition in the poem, but his expression changed instead.

Seeing Wu Cheng'an's Tiangang Thirty-Six Axes had already shocked Shen Lang, but now hearing Li Taibai's Xia Ke Xing again, Shen Lang could no longer calm down. A huge wave arose in his heart. The people on Tianshan Mountain must have some kind of relationship with the world he lived in in his previous life.

The Thirty-Six Axes of Tiangang can be said to be obtained by chance and coincidence, but those who have never been to the earth are absolutely impossible to know this poem.

In the eyes of everyone, a figure slowly appeared. The man exuded a sense of elegance, with a long coat fluttering, and a strand of hair hanging from the wings of his forehead, giving people a sense of debauchery.

My dear guests, my master is here to invite you.

Wen Cheng'an came to Shen Lang and the others, and said politely.

When Wen Chengan saw Wu Chengan following behind Shen Lang and the others, a look of surprise flashed across his face, Hey, you wild bear, why are you in such a mess?

When Wu Chengan saw Wen Chengan, his already dark face turned even darker, Hmph.

Wu Chengan snorted coldly, did not speak, but looked at Shen Lang and the others darkly and unkindly.

Both Wen Cheng'an and Wu Cheng'an are Hong Chenxian's disciples, two of them, one is good at literature, the other is good at martial arts, the two just have different interests, it's not that Wen Cheng'an doesn't have martial arts because of his proficiency in writing, but because Wen Cheng'an is familiar with the four books and five classics, and has profound knowledge, his comprehension of martial arts is much stronger than Wu Cheng'an's.

If the Thirty-Six Axes of Tiangang were not too powerful, with Wu Chengan's comprehension, it might not be possible. If he could break through to the half-step Ancestral Realm, he might still be wandering in the Dao Realm.

Wen Cheng'an was originally a person with a clear mind, Wu Cheng'an was only a little strange, and Wen Cheng'an noticed it, and Wen Cheng'an had no intention of saving face for Wu Cheng'an, but just smiled secretly, and then led Shen Lang and others towards the top of Tianshan Mountain.

Along the way, Shen Lang knocked sideways, hoping to get some information about them from Wen Chengan's mouth, but Wen Chengan was very smooth, no matter how Shen Lang asked, Wen Chengan was always tight-lipped, and because Wu Chengan lost face with Shen Lang and others, he didn't give Shen Lang and others good looks at all, and even ignored Shen Lang's questions.

Seeing that there was no result in the inquiry, Shen Lang fortunately stopped talking nonsense and followed Wen Cheng'an to the top of the mountain step by step.

Since both Wen Cheng'an and Wu Cheng'an are inextricably linked to the earth, it means that the Hongchen fairy must also be related to the earth. When they meet the Hongchen fairy, maybe they can solve all the mysteries.

With Wen Cheng'an leading the way, Shen Lang and the others arrived at the top of the mountain in less than half a day. Shen Lang and the others were all powerful people with very fast footsteps. Although the Tianshan Mountain towered into the clouds, it was nothing to them at all.

The top of Tianshan Mountain is covered by white clouds, as if you are in a fairyland. In the depths of the clouds, there is a thatched cottage looming and isolated there. However, although the thatched cottage is incompatible with the surrounding scenery, it gives people the feeling that it does not violate harmony at all, but has a natural feeling.

The master is in the house. The master has explained that only Mr. Shen is allowed to enter, and everyone else can only stay outside.

Shen Lang nodded slightly to the Taihuang and the others, signaling them to rest assured that with his strength, even if the Hongchen Fairy plotted against him, he would not be afraid.

The Taihuang and the others knew Shen Lang's strength, and Shen Lang had a hole card that could suddenly explode his strength, so they were not too worried. If something happened to Shen Lang, then it would not be of much use for them to follow.

crunch!

Shen Lang gently pushed open the door of the thatched cottage, and with a slight sweep of his eyes, everything in the room was already clear at a glance.

But after sweeping the room, Shen Lang frowned slightly, because he didn't find a single person in the room at a glance, the whole room was empty, without a single figure, the room was very simple, there was only a wooden bed, two chairs and a table, there were a few cups on the table, and nothing left.

Shen Lang stepped into it, the door behind him creaked and slowly closed, Shen Lang looked back, and when he turned his head again, he suddenly found that there was an old man sitting on the wooden bed in the room.

The old man's hair is gray, but his face is very ruddy, but in Shen Lang's feeling, the old man has no breath at all, if he didn't see it with his eyes, he wouldn't even feel that there was someone on the bed.

Are you the Red Dust Fairy?

Shen Lang asked suspiciously.

Hehe, my friend, please sit down.

The old man spread his legs, stepped off the bed, and extended his hand to invite.

Shen Lang didn't refuse either, and with a flick of his robe, he sat on a chair opposite the old man.

The old man also sat down slowly, and said with a smile: Hongchenxian is just a name given to me by the world, and my real name is Zhenlingzi.

True Spirit?

Shen Lang pondered in his mind for a long time, but he couldn't find any of those ancient immortals on the earth called Zhenlingzi.

Zhen Lingzi seemed to see through Shen Lang's thoughts, and laughed loudly, Are you looking for information about me?

Shen Lang didn't hide it either. For a person like Zhenlingzi, it's useless to hide it. He nodded and said, Aren't you from this world?

The old man didn't deny it, but said, Little friend, you should have seen the seven-star beacon tower at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, right?

Shen Lang nodded and said, Yes, I saw it.

I was sent here by that altar.

Shen Lang's expression was startled by what Zhenlingzi said, and he suddenly stood up, looking at Zhenlingzi in disbelief.