Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Spirit Tower
Heavenly Master Sect, since you can't protect the peace of the party, then, let me replace you.
Shen Lang greeted a few words and asked Luo Lina to find food by herself, as long as she didn't suck human blood, there were many beasts in this reckless jungle.
Two spirit towers, this is the lifeblood of the Heavenly Master Sect, there are two spiritual veins underground, which have been used for thousands of years, and the spiritual veins are also things that change, related to the topography, and the peculiar terrain will gather the spiritual energy between heaven and earth, endlessly.
However, since the Song Dynasty, there have been fewer and fewer spiritual energy in various parts of the Ming Dynasty, and it has been difficult to appear real people like Zhang Tianshi, Chen Tuan Lao Zu, and Eight Immortals, one of the big reasons is that the spiritual energy is thin.
The Heavenly Master Sect occupied such a spiritual mountain, a blessed land for cultivation, and did not play its due role, and also allowed the 10,000-year-old zombie drought to escape and invert the drought of the Central Plains, which was a dereliction of duty.
So, do you still need to take care of your so-called rules? As the Marquis of the Ming Dynasty, I can take back the right to use Longhu Mountain in one sentence, and if I didn't take care of the face of your ancestors, I would have leveled Longhu Mountain a long time ago.
Shen Lang came to the highest place on the top of the mountain and chose a spirit gathering tower, which was where the dragon-shaped aura was located.
The Gathering Spirit Pagoda is built of boulders, as high as three zhang, and Shen Lang doesn't care where the taboo is, isn't it just some lightning formation, and there is no damage to my body.
As soon as he entered the formation of the Spirit Gathering Tower, the thunder and lightning taboo was touched, and suddenly some lightning struck down on Shen Lang's body.
Shen Lang only felt a burst of numbness, and his whole body was itchy, but it was just like that, he knew that this was the case, and what else did he need for a jade plate.
There is a cultivation room on each floor of the Gathering Spirit Pagoda, not the higher it gets, the richer it becomes, but the more abundant the aura becomes, Shen Lang felt that the aura in the Gathering Spirit Pagoda was completely different from the outside world, just like the difference between a stream and a river.
"It feels like I'm looking forward to it. Shen Lang felt that the cells in his body had a feeling of greed.
Shen Lang walked to the cultivation room on the lowest floor, closed the stone door, sat down, and ran the True Yuan Decision, the meridians of his whole body were like a river, absorbing the spiritual energy in the Spirit Gathering Tower.
Hundreds of rivers return to the sea, and countless spiritual energy enters the body along the Baihui acupoint, Hui**, Laogong acupoint, and Yongquan acupoint.
A feeling that was both pleasant and a little tingling was transmitted, painful and happy, it turned out that there was a lot of aura, and it was such a happy thing when cultivating.
An hour passed, and three more drops of True Yuan gathered in Shen Lang's body, and after another hour, there were four more drops of True Yuan in his body, breaking through the third layer of the True Yuan Period.
It was almost dawn, and Shen Lang continued to cultivate, and the greed of his body's cells and meridians made him want to stop.
Accumulate a lot, now, Shen Lang's body has gathered more than thirty drops of True Yuan, which has far exceeded expectations, this time I came to Longhu Mountain to make a lot of money, and I broke through the fourth layer of the True Yuan Stage so quickly, and the speed of this promotion is too fast, if I cultivate at sea, it is estimated that I will not be able to reach this realm in ten years.
The stone door of the room in the Gathering Spirit Pagoda where Shen Lang was located was closed, this was the room with the most abundant spiritual energy, and it had always been the exclusive use of the elders of the Heavenly Master Sect.
After the dustless elder of the Heavenly Master Sect woke up, the first thing he did was to go to the Gathering Spirit Pagoda to cultivate for an hour, his cultivation was already at the sixth level of the True Yuan Stage, and it could be said that he was one of the few masters of the Heavenly Master Sect except for the sect master, and he presided over the cultivation of everyone in the Heavenly Master Sect, and his status in the sect was even higher.
"Which disciple who doesn't have long eyes, has been occupying my cultivation room?" Elder Wuchen pushed the stone door several times, but he couldn't open it.
Elder Wuchen can't wait to smash the stone gate, as long as he cultivates for another hour, he can break through the seventh layer of the True Yuan Period, and in time, as long as it takes three years, he can break through the True Crystal Stage, if he is lucky.
Shen Lang was full of energy, his whole body was full of strength, he had been cultivating for so long, and he also felt a little hungry, opened the stone door, and walked out.
At first glance, I saw the gloomy face of the dustless elder.
"Who are you? Why haven't I seen you? Why are you so unsightly, I don't know this is my cultivation room?"
"Yours, oh, it's not yours from today. Shen Lang looked at the dustless Taoist with great vigour.
"Where did you come from, what a big breath, who is your master?How can you teach such a disciple who doesn't know how to be polite?" Wuchen was enraged, and his good cultivation was damaged by an inexplicable person.
"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I declare that from this point on, you can't use this cultivation room. Shen Lang was a little taller than the Dustless Dao Chief, looking down at him.
"You!you!I've ruined you!" The dustless path chief moved.
His anger is estimated to be able to smash Shen Lang into meat foam with one punch, and the Dustless Dao Chief thinks so, in Longhu Mountain, who dares to look down on him so much, who dares to be rude to him, that is looking for death.
However, unexpectedly, a punch was missed, and it was dodged by Shen Lang's Liuyun step.
The light body kung fu of this sect, this kid can be regarded as having a few talents, and he has practiced to this level, but you kid is crazy, and you are absolutely not allowed to be crazy in front of Wuchen.
Wuchen moved his true anger, ran the true yuan, and punched out unmatchedly.
There was a violent sound, and a figure flew out like a paper kite, breaking through the thick stone wall of the Gathering Spirit Tower, making a large hole, falling on the stone, and fainting.
Master, is this still called a master? I really look up to you. Shen Lang walked out slowly.
The movement of the Gathering Spirit Pagoda attracted the attention of the disciples of the Heavenly Master Sect, and they all came over, and when they saw it, it was the elder of the clan, Wuchen Dao Chief, who fell half-dead to the ground, and the Gathering Spirit Pagoda also broke a big hole, and the rubble was everywhere.
"Uncle Shi, Uncle Shi!" "Who did it?"
The disciples hurried to the rescue of the Dustless Dao Master.
After a panic, they saw Shen Lang walking out of the Gathering Spirit Pagoda slowly, and they couldn't help but be angry, who else but Shen Lang.
"Marquis Shen, was Uncle Wuchen injured by you?" Mingyue asked coldly.
"No way, he was so noisy that I couldn't cultivate, so I had to throw him out. Shen Lang said with a hippie smile.
"You, I didn't expect that Marquis Shen was still a master of cultivation, I was clumsy. Mingyue was in a hurry, and those Taoist priests wanted to eat Shen Lang one by one.
"It depends on what you mean, whether you want to beat me up, be careful, I warned you, serve me well, you still have a chance to stay here. Shen Lang walked forward, and the people surrounding him couldn't help but dodge a path, and even the elders were cleaned up, what else could they do.
When Shen Lang walked away, the disciples of the Heavenly Master Sect were gossiping.
"Senior Brother Mingyue, let's swallow our anger like this, why don't we go and invite the master?" a fat disciple suggested.
"Shizun is in a critical period, disturbing his old man's house, we are sinners, endure the calm for a while, serve the Marquis Shen well, everyone is the same door, this is a lesson, we will wait for the head to go out, and then make a decision. Mingyue commanded, chasing Shen Lang.
"Uncle Mingyue is so timid and afraid, how can he take on a big responsibility in the future, I think the Heavenly Master Sect will be buried in his hands sooner or later. Kiyomatsu said.
"Hey, the skills are not as good as people, Uncle Wuchen has lost so badly, not to mention Mingyuehu, I'll go farming. ”
"I'm going to dive. "I'm going to wash the dishes. ”