Godly Dragon Guard

"Been taught a lesson."

Shen Lang clasped his fists respectfully.

"If Pindao hadn't been destroyed physically and mentally, I would have wanted to accept you as a disciple. Hahaha, maybe Pindao is not qualified enough."

Patriarch Bodhi shook his head and smiled.

Shen Lang said awkwardly: "The Immortal Ancestor was joking. The juniors are just mediocre. It's because I'm not qualified to be the ancestor's disciple."

"The secret must not be leaked. One day, you will understand that you are different..."

After Patriarch Bodhi said these meaningful words, his figure slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a silver-white hair, which fell into the futon on the stone platform and turned into powder.

This weak remnant soul of Patriarch Bodhi finally disappeared.

There was still a trace of doubt in Shen Lang's eyes, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Sometimes, he also felt that he was different from others, but Shen Lang couldn't explain the specific differences. Perhaps like a chess piece manipulated by heaven, Shen Lang occasionally felt that his existence felt unreal.

The more he thought about this, the gloomier Shen Lang's mood became, and he simply didn't want to think about it.

After taking a deep breath, Shen Lang bowed to the stone platform in front of him, and then walked out of the hall.

Although Shen Lang did not get the Heavenly Dao fragments or the three volumes of the Heavenly Book during this trip to Xianyue Sanxing Cave, Shen Lang gained a lot of extremely important information and clues, such as the origin of the Heavenly Dao fragments, the method of saving the True Immortal Realm, etc.

Apart from this, the most important thing is Patriarch Bodhi’s improved version of the Universe Reversal Formation.

For Shen Lang, he is not keen on saving the True Immortal World. He just wants to take it one step at a time and try to protect himself and the people he values.

No matter when and where, having stronger cultivation and strength can make Shen Lang feel at ease.

When Shen Lang walked out of the Fangcun Mountain Hall, Jade Rakshasa's starry eyes lit up, and he dragged his injured body towards him and asked, "Shen Lang, how are you? Have you seen Patriarch Bodhi?"

Shen Lang nodded slightly and said, "I have already paid my respects to Immortal Bodhi, and I have benefited a lot."

The nine-headed lion king's shadow said in a deep voice: "Master is willing to talk to you for so long, it is your boy's blessing."

Shen Lang clasped his fists and thanked: "I also want to thank senior for the introduction."

"You don't have to thank me. You can make Master appear, which proves that you and Master are destined. The power of will left behind by this saint after his death can be regarded as playing a small role."

The nine-headed lion king phantom sighed with emotion.

Jade Rakshasa smiled and clasped his fists and said: "Senior can actually play a greater role! You see that my Taoist companion and Bodhi Immortal Ancestor are so destined, why not help us to the end and kill the two Luo who coveted the three volumes of the Heavenly Book for us? Heavenly Immortal."

Shen Lang was a little speechless. When did he become the Taoist companion of Jade Rakshasa?

But speaking of it, the Jade Rakshasa was quite clever, and Shen Lang did not refute it. If the power of will of the Nine Spirits Yuansheng was really willing to help, he and the Jade Rakshasa would be able to take advantage.

The Nine-Headed Lion King phantom chuckled and said: "You Rakshasa ghost girl, you have a bad idea. Even if I am willing, the power of my will can only move within the will barrier, and it will dissipate when I leave the barrier."

Having said this, Shen Lang and Yu Luosha looked disappointed, thinking that there was no such thing as pie in the sky.

However, the next words of the nine-headed lion king's shadow surprised the two of them.

"But... although the power of this saint's will cannot leave, it can be taken away. Boy, I see that you seem to have a demon refining pot on your body. You can sacrifice this treasure and take in the power of this saint's will. In the demon refining pot."

"In addition to the soul body, the demon refining pot can also contain the power of will. However, once the power of will of this saint is summoned from the outside world, it will disappear and disintegrate at most once."

The nine-headed lion king phantom said calmly.

Shen Lang was shocked: "This..."

"What the hell! I am willing to help you, why don't you kid appreciate it?" The Nine-Headed Lion King shouted in shock.

"No no no!"

Shen Lang shook his head like a rattle and said in a deep voice: "It's just that the senior has been so kind, and the junior doesn't know how to repay it?"

The nine-headed lion king phantom hummed: "No need, I have already died, what else can I give in return? Seeing that you are destined to Junior Brother Wukong and are so highly regarded by the master, I will help you for free. It’s just for you once! Anyway, this saint’s power of will has no meaning in staying here. Instead of dying meaninglessly here, it’s better to fight.”

"Thank you, senior!"

Shen Lang bowed deeply and bowed respectfully.

Jade Rakshasa also bent down and performed a great ceremony.

"Boy, the void confinement method outside the Xianyue Sanxing Cave can't last long. You'd better cast the spell quickly and don't wait any longer!" The Nine-Headed Lion King's shadow urged calmly.

"good!"

Shen Lang turned his right hand and pulled out a cyan jade pot full of cracks. It was the demon refining pot that appeared in his palm.

When Si Ye died, Shen Lang took away his demon refining pot and recognized its owner with blood.

The original weapon spirit of the Demon Refining Pot, Beiming Panlong, was killed by the strange energy released by the Wuguo Divine Spring in Shen Lang's body. The Demon Refining Pot without its weapon spirit changed from black ink to sapphire color. It is the true form of the Demon Refining Pot.

"Hmph, fortunately, this saint's power of will has existed for too long, and its power has been reduced to ten percent. Otherwise, even your broken demon refining pot may not be able to take me away."

Seeing that the demon refining pot taken out by Shen Lang was badly damaged, the Nine-Headed Lion King's phantom looked a little disgusted and urged: "No more nonsense, you kid, hurry up and do it."

"yes!"

Shen Lang responded in a deep voice, and then poured chaotic spiritual power into the demon refining pot in his palm.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the lid of the pot popped open, and a large green whirlwind poured out, turning into a green storm, covering all the nine-headed lion king's shadow.

"Take the demon refining pot!"

Shen Lang's eyes were like lightning, and he pushed the demon refining pot in his hand to the extreme.

A large blue storm surged out of the demon refining pot, and the nine-headed lion king's shadow was swept into the demon refining pot.

There was only a "whoosh" sound, and the huge nine-headed lion king was taken into the demon refining pot, and the demon refining pot also changed from the original sapphire color to golden yellow.

"Boy, I would like to remind you that my power of will has been exhausted due to its age. Once this power of will is summoned in the outside world, it will probably only have the power of one blow. And it is the simplest blow. As for how much power it can exert, I cannot guarantee it."

"In short, please remember that this saint's power of will can only be used in one blow. After using this blow, my power of will will disappear and collapse. Unless your life is in danger, don't call him easily. The power of this saint’s will comes out.”

The phantom of the nine-headed lion king reminded him.

"Junior knows."

Shen Lang nodded solemnly, then bowed to the demon refining pot, and said gratefully: "Senior, I will bear in mind this great kindness!" (To be continued)