The panda people were willing to help Zhao Peng solve the matter of Guanlan, but they put forward a condition that Zhao Peng should not provoke the sage before breaking into the Sage's gate.

Sage!

What kind of realm the sage was, Zhao Peng didn't know anything.

"Is there really a saint in the martial arts world on your side?"

Zhao Peng turned to stare at Guanlan with a somewhat dark expression. He clearly remembered that when the panda man talked about the condition that he should not provoke the sage, the black and white panda's eyes were full of concern.

"I don't know. ”

Guanlan shook his head, "I've only heard people talk about the Sage Realm, but I've never heard of who the Sage is. ”

"Maybe I'm overthinking. ”

The panda man shook his head, his body swayed three times, as if he was drunk, with a little drunkenness, and said: "I think how strong your Zhao family was back then, but now there are only a few three-legged cats left, and even those who have just entered the Xuanmen have become rare masters." Presumably, the martial arts world at the other end of the ancient road is not as good as before, and the masters of the sage level no longer exist at all. Otherwise, how could a little girl like this little girl with low strength and just a great master of the Xuanmen Sect be called 'Lord Lan'? You must know that in ancient times, only by breaking through the gate of the Sage could she be qualified to be called an adult. Like me, you can call me Lord Blue Cat. ”

Hearing this, Guanlan's expression changed slightly, but he didn't speak.

Rumble!

A flash of lightning suddenly flashed on the panda man's body, converging into a big lightning hand and covering Guanlan's head.

Guanlan instinctively wanted to dodge, but her body was full of frost and cold qi, she couldn't mobilize her Xuan Qi, and she couldn't use martial arts methods, how could she stop the five fingers of the panda man's lightning?

Zhao Peng heard the thunder, turned around and looked, only to see a translucent figure above Guanlan's head.

Mind!

This is the soul of Guanlan.

The panda man put a lightning palm on the top of Guanlan's head, and he directly grabbed Guanlan's soul out of his body.

Bang!

Another thunderbolt sounded, and in the palm of the electric light, a thunderous knife was separated and slashed at Guanlan's soul.

Hiss!

The blade slashed across the soul's shoulder.

A divine soul shoulder, slashed off by a knife, suspended in the air.

Guanlan's soul was in extreme pain and trembled sharply.

Her soul has been hit hard, these days, although she treats her soul with the fragrance of awakening every day, she can only stabilize the injury of her soul, and before she was captured by Zhao Peng the day before yesterday, she forcibly used her magic power to aggravate the injury, and now Guanlan's soul has reached a state where she is almost exhausted, and today she was cut off a soul arm, how can Guanlan bear it?

If nothing else, now Guanlan, a divine soul with a broken arm, will not live long.

Within three or five days, her spirit would gradually wither and eventually disappear.

The panda man didn't care, walked in front of Guanlan, looked up at the spirit suspended above Guanlan's head, opened his mouth, and spit out.

The smell of wine came out of the panda's mouth.

The smell of wine was split into two, one wafted towards Guanlan's soul that had one arm cut off, and the other was wafted towards the soul arm that was suspended on the other side of Guanlan's head.

The spirit was rushed by the wine, and the trembling movement immediately stopped, and another faint multicolored light appeared where the soul arm was broken.

The colored light gradually became longer and grew slowly, and it actually restored the severed arm of the divine soul to its original state, and in an instant, an arm grew again.

And another breath of wine blowing on the broken arm also made the broken arm give birth to colorful light.

Colorful light surrounded the entire divine soul.

The severed arm located in the colored light changed rapidly, and after a moment, it turned into a miniature divine soul that was more than a foot tall and looked exactly the same as the length of Guanlan's divine soul.

"Go!"

The panda man shouted, waved his hand at the small divine soul that was more than a foot high, and the small divine soul wrapped in colorful light flashed away, hitting Zhao Peng's forehead, Zhao Peng didn't have time to dodge, and the divine soul had already disappeared in the Tianmen Mystery on Zhao Peng's forehead.

"Fall!"

The panda man waved his arm again, pressing the spirit suspended above Guanlan's head into Guanlan's body.

"This is the ancient method of soul control!"

Guanlan was amazed in his heart, recalling that he had seen a record of ancient masters in a certain historical classic, and he had guessed the origin of the panda man's method.

In addition to being amazed, Guanlan is even more pleasantly surprised.

Her original soul was hit hard, and now she was used by the panda people, and the injury of her divine soul disappeared without a trace, and she recovered in an instant, as long as Zhao Peng dispersed the cold qi in her body, she could immediately recover the strength of the great grandmaster......

However, thinking that from now on, she would really surrender to Zhao Peng and no longer be as free as before, she felt like a bird bound in a cage, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart.

When she had mixed feelings, she heard the panda man say again: "I poured her into your Heavenly Gate as a divine soul puppet." That puppet has been suppressed by me, and is completely under your control. If she dares to resist you, you only need one thought, you only need to move your mind, you can arbitrarily torture the soul puppet in the Heavenly Gate, how much pain the soul puppet suffers, how much pain this woman can feel, once you let the soul puppet fly away, this woman will naturally be scattered......"

"Thank you!"

Zhao Peng was finally willing to bow to the panda man.

Before that, Zhao Peng didn't have much respect for the panda people, even if the panda people said that they were close friends with the ancestors of the Zhao family, Zhao Peng didn't say anything.

"In a few days, I will start to maintain the ancient formation, once I pour the true spirit into the great array, it will become one with the great array, and I will not wake up until the next time your Zhao family takes fire in the Sui sky. In 20 years, I am afraid that you and I will not see each other again. You kid act, if you say it well, you are brave and unparalleled, and if you don't say it well, you are reckless and rude, you had better be careful in the past twenty years, don't die in the hands of others, and strive to break into the gate of the Sage as soon as possible!"

The panda man nodded, took a big gulp of the wine gourd, and said vaguely.

"I promise you not to provoke those saints before breaking through the gates of the saints!"

Zhao Peng looked at the Tang Dynasty warrior monk sitting cross-legged on the ground, and then looked at the panda man who was drinking non-stop, and then his heart moved, and he experienced what Panda Ran said before, controlling the divine soul puppet in the Heavenly Gate.

"It hurts!"

Guanlan's expression suddenly changed in shock, and he squatted down on his knees, holding his calves, trembling all over.

"It hurts!"

In the blink of an eye, Guanlan's leg didn't hurt anymore, but suddenly his head still hurt.

Her beautiful eyebrows furrowed, and her bloody face, which had finally recovered due to the recovery of her spirit, became pale again, and beads of sweat came out of her forehead.

When Zhao Peng saw this scene, he finally put his mind at ease and thought: "It seems that the panda people really didn't lie to me, I only need to move my mind and move my mind a little bit, and I can make Guanlan obedient." Such an ancient master, if it is really extraordinary, as soon as he uses a means at will, he has unpredictable abilities, and I don't know how long I have to practice, and what kind of martial arts realm I have to cultivate to have such a means as a panda man. Moreover, this panda man is not a panda man in his heyday, he is just a god soul clone, relying on a little true spirit to live in the world, compared to his heyday, I don't know how many times weaker...... It is conceivable that those masters who crisscrossed the world in ancient times are afraid that they have the strength to destroy the world!"

The panda man didn't know what Zhao Peng was thinking, he only cared about drinking a big drink, and said without a match: "King Kong Law Pattern Stone, I can only give you three hundred." Although I maintain the big array here, in addition to the big array to suppress the demons, this place also needs to be guarded by ghosts and gods, and no idle people can invade this place. The Zhao family has such a person as you, revival is imminent, but this world is vast, there are all kinds of people, people's hearts are unpredictable, you are such a brave and unparalleled person, most of them are temperamental, easy to be rash, and easy to trust others, remember to be careful in everything. ”

"Thank you!"

Zhao Peng's heart was filled with warmth.

He doesn't communicate much with panda people.

It wasn't until that time that a demon dragon appeared in the dream that the panda people were shocked. Before this, the panda people secretly helped Zhao Peng several times, but the two had never communicated with each other, let alone had much friendship. Now the panda man's words show his concern for Zhao Peng everywhere, which makes Zhao Peng can't help but think of the elders of the Zhao family.

"Go, go, go. ”

The panda man finally drank the wine in the big wine gourd, waved his hand at Zhao Peng, and said, "Little warrior monk, you ride a wild goose and give him a ride." ”

The Tang warrior monk stood up straight and turned away.

Zhao Peng said no more and said goodbye to the panda people.

Guanlan, on the other hand, was silent and followed closely behind Zhao Peng.

Phew!

The wild goose flew into the air, carrying three people, and galloped away through the air.

The Tang Dynasty warrior monk stood at the forefront, his body was straight, like a green pine growing on the back of a wild goose, with a unique temperament and demeanor that bullied frost and snow.

The linen robe on the warrior monk's body that was drenched with liquor had already been driven by the warrior monk and dried by the Xuan Qi, but now his curvy body and majestic chest muscles have been completely covered by the wide linen clothes, and there is no trace of the shape, only the strong smell of wine, emanating from the Tang Dynasty warrior monk.

Zhao Peng suddenly asked, "You warrior monks have a martial arts technique for exercising the body, can you lend me a look?"

"Don't borrow!"

The Tang Dynasty warrior monk's tone was cold.

"Isn't it just that you can train your chest muscles to be very strong, what is there to hide?"

Zhao Peng shook his head, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.