Godly Dragon Guard

He took out a purple-gold spiritual fruit from the storage ring. It was as bright as a star, with roots and stems emitting a dazzling glow.

"This is……"

The description of a certain heaven and earth spiritual fruit in "Xuan Emperor Qianyuan Lu" immediately appeared in Shen Lang's mind.

"Dream Fruit. It takes three thousand years to bear fruit. It takes ten thousand years for the fruit to be purple, and one hundred thousand years for it to be purple-gold. This heaven and earth spirit fruit has the powerful effect of boosting the soul and enhancing spiritual consciousness. Only monks above the elixir-forming stage can take it."

After recalling the effects of the Dream Fruit in his mind, Shen Lang was slightly disappointed. The effect of this dream fruit is to greatly enhance spiritual consciousness, but it has no effect on improving cultivation.

The role of spiritual consciousness is more obvious in the fighting of high-level monks. Monks with strong spiritual consciousness can control a larger number of magic weapons, and theoretically should be more powerful.

But it actually depends on the situation. Strong spiritual consciousness does not mean strong strength.

Although the Fantasy Dream Fruit is of little significance to Shen Lang now, if he cultivates to the Nascent Soul stage, the advantages brought by the Fantasy Dream Fruit will be very obvious.

There is a Tiangang Sword Formation in the Tiangang Chunyang Sword Code. Only practitioners who have reached the Nascent Soul stage can reluctantly set it up. The sword array requires a large number of flying swords, so the practitioner's spiritual consciousness needs to reach a certain strength.

Having said that, Shen Lang didn't know that he would have to wait until the Year of the Monkey to reach the Nascent Soul Stage.

Whether he can get out of this closed space is still a question.

Shen Lang carefully put the Fantasy Fruit into the jade box, and then took out another spiritual grass from the storage ring.

This spiritual grass has a very dazzling appearance. It is a golden spiritual flower. The petals and the center of the flower are like the feathers of a phoenix, exuding a dazzling brilliance.

There are eight golden leaves growing around the petals, which are bent and rolled, setting off the golden flowers beautifully.

Take a deep breath, the fragrance carried in the petals is so refreshing, you can even feel a warm current flowing all over your body, which is indescribably refreshing.

"It's Fengyanghua!"

Shen Lang was ecstatic, thinking that his luck was really good. Among the two spiritual grasses that I randomly picked before, there was such an extremely rare pure yang attribute spiritual grass!

Fengyang flower is a spiritual herb that has long been extinct in this world. There is only a brief description in "Xuan Emperor Qianyuan Lu", and perhaps even Emperor Xuan himself has never seen it.

This Fengyang flower is a yang-attributed spiritual grass that can improve your cultivation. The pure yang power contained in the flower is very powerful.

Judging from the color and size of this Fengyang flower, it is estimated to be 70,000 to 80,000 years old. The medicinal power can be imagined.

If Shen Lang swallowed the Fengyang Flower now, his body might not be able to withstand the pure Yang energy in the Fengyang Flower and he would explode and die.

However, he should still be able to swallow the eight leaves of the Phoenix Flower, and the effect should not be weak.

"Hahaha, it turns out that if you survive a catastrophe, you will be lucky!"

Shen Lang was so excited that he couldn't help laughing.

His cultivation level has just reached the bottleneck. Now that he has this Fengyang flower, he is fully guaranteed to break through the late Nirvana stage and even the elixir formation stage.

Three days passed in a row.

The thunder and fire in the ruins of the fairy garden finally gradually extinguished, and Shen Lang walked out of the Linggong Tower.

The entire space was surrounded by chaos and desolation. After the Red Blood Ancestor's Nascent Soul self-detonated, it destroyed almost everything nearby, leaving only the remains of the golden-armored puppet in the distant mound.

Possibly due to being burned by thunder and fire for a long time, the temperature around the ruins was extremely high, almost hundreds of degrees, and the air was very hot.

A layer of white light mask was spread out on Shen Lang's body to protect him from the high temperature.

He released his consciousness and scanned his surroundings carefully.

Before his death, the Scarlet Blood Ancestor said that there is a token hidden in this fairy garden that can lift the restrictions on the key places in Penglai Fairy Mountain.

But it seems that there is no place to hide anything in this fairy garden. Only the two golden-armored puppets in the mound were more conspicuous.

That's right, puppet!

Shen Lang's eyes were fixed on the remains of a golden-armored puppet and he strode over.

The original combat power of the golden-armored puppet was comparable to that of a Nascent Soul monk. Because countless years have passed, the energy has decayed too much, resulting in a lack of strength.

The owner of this fairy garden was an elder of Penglai Palace during his lifetime. After his death, he certainly did not welcome outsiders to this site. Since the so-called tokens are so important, they must be hidden in the safest place.

According to Shen Lang's reasoning, the safest place is probably on this golden-armored puppet!

Shen Lang stepped forward and saw that the heads of the two golden-armored puppets had been blown open. Blowing away the dust, you can vaguely see the green sawdust at the break.

It’s unbelievable that this puppet is made of wood! I don’t know what kind of sacred tree this is, but it is so hard.

Shen Lang didn't think too much. He keenly discovered that there seemed to be a mezzanine hidden in the head of one of the puppets, and there seemed to be something luminous in the mezzanine.

He immediately took out the Oolong Sword and held it in his hand, injecting Yuanling power into it and slashing at the wood chips on the puppet's head.

"boom!"

The black dragon sword struck, leaving only a shallow mark in the wood chips.

The green wood was too hard, and Shen Lang could only chop off a few wood chips with each attack. He had been busy for several hours and finally split the layers in his skull.

It turned out that the glowing thing in the interlayer was actually a white jade token!

Shen Lang was surprised and delighted, and immediately took out the token from the mezzanine and took a closer look.

The jade tablet has a simple shape, with a trace of strange energy fluctuations, and the word "Penglai" is engraved on it.

"This is the token!" Shen Lang was certain.

Although he found the token mentioned by the Scarlet Blood Ancestor, Shen Lang felt that it was of no use if he had the token in vain.

Penglai Fairy Mountain has always been a legend in Tianhai, and no one has ever seen it. How could Shen Lang know how he could get to Penglai Mountain?

There is no need to think about these illusory things. Shen Lang is now more concerned about how he can leave the closed space?

After observing carefully for a while, Shen Lang found the weakest cyclone in the fairy garden space, which was floating in mid-air and moving slowly.

Shen Lang took a deep breath, converted the main spiritual root into the Yin spiritual root, and activated the Black Dragon Sword with all his strength.

"Buzz buzz!"

The Black Dragon Sword rose to a length of more than ten meters, the sword body glowed with layers of gray light, and it roared and trembled.

"cut!"

Shen Lang shouted low, and the black dragon sword carried a large amount of gray light and slashed towards the cyclone in the space like a thunderous giant.

"boom!"

The Oolong Sword hit the space cyclone, making a deafening roar, and the entire space in the ruins of the Fairy Garden was shaken.

The space cyclone slightly opened a finger-sized hole, but it immediately closed again.

"Damn, it really doesn't work!"

Shen Lang smacked his lips. With his current attack strength, he still couldn't tear apart the space cyclone and open the passage.

He didn't believe in evil, so he used the Thunder Bead and other magic weapons to attack in turn.

After attacking for an hour or two, Shen Lang's mana was almost exhausted. At best, it could only tear out a wound the size of a palm, which was completely unable to accommodate his own size. (To be continued)