After settling the accounts for the golden crocodile and others, Shen Lang set up a celebration banquet in Ziying Pavilion, which was regarded as the joy of his prison housewarming.

After they were full of wine and food, the golden crocodile and the others left the Gate of Heaven.

Shen Lang, on the other hand, returned to the seventh layer, took the more than 500,000 immortal spirit stones produced by the Divine Tree for more than a month, and began his retreat cultivation.

Airplanes!

The Tai Chi Heavenly Emperor Sutra operated, and two mysterious powers, one black and one white, began to emerge on Shen Lang's body.

Silently, on the ground sitting next to him, a Taiji yin and yang fish pattern appeared.

The mysterious yin-yang fish pattern slowly rotated, and an unpredictable power began to emerge on Shen Lang's body.

At the same time, the pile of fairy spirit stones in front of Shen Lang was rapidly disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Three months later.

On the seventh floor of the Extreme Prison Hall, in Shen Lang's room, a terrifying momentum suddenly opened.

Below, the Bodhi Ancestor who was taking a nap on the rocking chair, and the ghost official who was playing chess with Huang Feihu in the distance were both startled and looked up.

I saw that within the seventh floor of the Extreme Hell Hall, two rays of light, one black and one white, were entangled like dragons, intertwined.

Then it suddenly disappeared in an instant, and all the aura and momentum disappeared.

"Good boy, this breath..... It's so unusual. ”

Bodhi Ancestor hurriedly got up.

At this time, Shen Lang walked out of the Extreme Prison Hall.

At this time, he was still like that, dressed in black, with long hair back and back, and a black bandana on his head, which was used to bind the right bangs.

"Shen Ye, have you broken through?"

Bodhi hurriedly gave up the rocking chair, let Shen Lang sit down, and hurriedly asked respectfully.

However, Shen Lang shook his head and said, "It's just that when you reach the Great Consummation of the Imperial Qi Realm, you are still a little short of breaking through. ”

"What? Only the Great Perfection of the Imperial Qi Realm? The aura before that, even if it was a monk who had returned to the Void Realm, might not have it! Even if it is a cultivator of the ordinary Condensation Realm, it is unlikely that he will have this kind of momentum, Shen Ye, the spiritual power that you have cultivated with the Immortal Spirit Stone is really terrifying. ”

Bodhi's words are not sycophants.

The momentum exuded by Shen Lang when he broke through just now was indeed far beyond the Imperial Qi Realm.

Not to mention the Transformation Realm or the Return to the Void Realm, even ordinary cultivators in the Divine Concentration Realm would not be able to have such momentum.

Sure enough, the rich one is the uncle!

Regarding what Bodhi said, Shen Lang did not take it to heart.

Because at this time, what he cares about is not the strength of the spiritual power of his realm, but his needs.

Just from the early stage of the Imperial Qi Realm to the Great Perfection, more than 500,000 immortal spirit stones were consumed, which was really terrifying.

You must know that if these fairy spirit stones are converted into other low-level spirit stones, at least a few little immortals can be cultivated.

This kind of consumption is really too terrifying, if it weren't for the Creation God Tree, he really couldn't afford to play.

However, even with the Creation Divine Tree, he is still in pain!

After all, this spiritual spring is really hard to get!

Shen Lang lay on the rocking chair and closed his eyes to rest for a moment, then got up and left.

At the moment, his mood was not only devoid of joy, but a little dull.

After leaving the Black Pole Purgatory, Shen Lang called Rushuang and Ruxue and asked them to fetch water to bathe themselves.

After all, it's still a little uncomfortable not taking a shower for more than three months.

Although immortal cultivators can be dust-free, as a modern person, it is still difficult to change the habit of taking a bath frequently.

"Senior brother, is the water temperature enough?"

The two sisters, Rushuang and Ruxue, were also extremely happy to see their senior brother again after three months.

As the so-called small farewell three days win the newlywed.

Before Shen Lang's retreat, they had just become his women, and he had been in retreat for three months, and it was false to say that he didn't want to miss him.

Soon, at the instigation of longing, the three of them started burning again.

After half a day of lingering.

Shen Lang put on his clothes and re-practiced Thunder God Fury in the practice room.

After that, he took out the three pieces of psychic divine jade he had gotten at the beginning, and originally wanted to ask Huang Feihu if he could cultivate the Fire God Fury.

However, Huang Feihu's advice is not to do it for the time being.

Because, he has not yet cultivated the Thunder God Fury to the extreme, and if he cultivates other boxing techniques, it will greatly reduce the power of the Heavenly Fury Five God Fist.

And, in the conversation with Huang Feihu, Shen Lang had a new understanding of this boxing technique.

The so-called Heavenly Fury Five Divine Fist, its essence lies in a word of anger.

As long as the anger is greater, the more powerful the fist will be.

It can be said that anger is the basis for determining the strength of this boxing technique.

After understanding this, Shen Lang left the Black Pole Purgatory again, and then began to ponder something in the practice room of Ziying Pavilion.

This thing is the Heavenly Thunder Bead.

Shen Lang held the bead in one hand and looked at it carefully.

This blue-purple bead, which is only the size of an egg, looks like a gem, and there are occasional flashes of electric arcs, which is very beautiful.

After observing for a while, Shen Lang planned to test his power, he wanted to throw it out directly to test it, but he remembered another person, and immediately grinned and returned to the Black Pole Purgatory again.

At this moment, Bodhi Ancestor was still lying on the rocking chair, swaying slowly.

Beside him, there was a small stove, and on top of it was an iron pot, which was steaming hot.

I saw Bodhi Lao'er shaking his body in a rocking chair, slowly waving a pu fan in his left hand, holding chopsticks in his right hand, holding a few pieces of sauerkraut from the pot with his eyes closed, and then picking up a piece of hot tofu and putting it into his mouth.

After putting down the chopsticks, he immediately sang a little song with a satisfied face.

"I came to farm with Ah Lian, and after the autumn harvest was over, I exchanged money, and I was so babbling in the morning, Ah Lian and I went out, and we came to the world, not for the palace poor and luxurious banquets, just for the salty ...... of sauerkraut and tofu."

Looking at the Bodhi Ancestor with a beautiful face, Shen Lang touched his chin, and did not step forward to disturb him, but quietly put the thunder bead in the pot.

Then he turned and left, hiding aside and watching quietly.

After a while, Bodhi Ancestor picked up the chopsticks again and stirred them into the pot.

When the chopsticks touched the thunder bead of the day, the subtle bumping sound made the Bodhi Ancestor stunned, and immediately picked up the thing.

At this time, the Heavenly Thunder Bead was covered by two sauerkraut sauerkrauts, so the Bodhi Ancestor did not find anything abnormal.

When he pushed the two slices of sauerkraut away, he was stunned.

"Huh.... This thing..... Why is it so familiar? ”

Bodhi Ancestor twisted his eyebrows and thought for a moment, and then, his eyes instantly widened.

"What ...... the Poor"

Rumble!

Just when the Bodhi Ancestor came back to his senses and was about to throw the Heavenly Thunder Bead out.

That day, the thunder bead exploded instantly.

A powerful ball of thunder and lightning swept out like a splash smashed by a boulder falling into the water, directly blowing up Bodhi Lao'er's boiler and rocking chair to smithereens.

And his whole person was blown upside down by the thunder and lightning and flew out dozens of meters, lying directly on the ground and convulsing.

Although he was not injured, the clothes on his body were charred black, and the hair on his head had directly turned into a chicken nest, still sizzling green smoke, and occasionally a few electric arcs flashed.

Shen Lang nodded with satisfaction, and then left the Black Pole Purgatory again.

Behind him, Bodhi Ancestor scolded in his heart: This guy is too vindictive, right? Didn't Poor Dao just use him as a shield, and just messed with him again and again, and he didn't succeed that time.

However, no matter what, he could only swallow this breath in the end.

Because I can't bear to swallow my anger!

If he dared to argue with him, the kid would definitely send him directly to the cell and enjoy special treatment.

He didn't want to do that, after all, he didn't have so many treasures on him to exchange for VIP treatment.

Otherwise, he would have preferred to stay in the cell a long time ago, where would he still be treated as a cow and a horse like this.

Qing Bensi Jin day after day, after all, it is still Jin Yingqing.

It's so hard to have no money.

In another place, the ghost official and Huang Feihu, who were playing chess, also caught a glimpse of this scene, and the corners of their mouths twitched, and then they mourned silently for Bodhi Ancestor in their hearts.

This former power is really miserable.

However, there is one thing they also admire Bodhi Ancestor very much.

Although this guy had a prominent position in the past, no one in the Three Realms dared not give face.

But at this point, he can still bend and stretch, which is indeed commendable.

"Brother Bodhidharma, this Shen Ye is not easy to serve! You should pay more attention in the future, and don't follow in the footsteps of Bodhi Ancestor. ”

In the cell, Huang Feihu retracted his gaze, looked at the ghost official in front of him, and said with a smile.

Hearing this, the ghost Dharma also nodded, there is no need for him to say this, he will definitely pay attention to it.

Otherwise, if you follow this Shen Ye in the future, you can't be sure when you will be played to death.

Leaving the Great Hall of the Extreme Prison, Shen Lang took a walk around Ziying Pavilion and stumbled upon Rushuang and Ruxue sitting together studying the recipes.

He was very interested, so he stepped forward to tell the two girls about some famous dishes in modern society, such as tomato and egg soup, fried meat with green peppers, etc., all of which they asked them to write down and eat another day.

After all, the dishes are a bit monotonous.

Basically, many monks do not eat grains, and only some mortals, and some monks who are unwilling to give up the five flavors of red dust, pay attention to food.

Therefore, although Honghuang also has inns and restaurants, the dishes and taste are really not good.

Basically, the staple food eaten by the people of Honghuang is mainly barbecued meat on high fire, supplemented by some cereals.

In terms of taste, most of them are mainly burnt and salty, and it is okay to eat occasionally, but if you eat too much, you will get tired easily.

After teaching the two girls a new recipe, Shen Lang returned to the practice room, and then took out an object to continue studying.

It's a pitch-black stone, shady to the touch, and looks like a petrified lump of coal.

But its value is rare in the world.

This thing is the Black Xuantian Gold.

A treasure of heaven and earth that is only produced in the underworld.

Because, it took hundreds of millions of years for this thing to give birth to a piece of fingernail cover, and the value of this fist-sized piece of black Xuantian gold is already immeasurable.

"Looks like we're going to have to hurry up and make it a magic weapon."

Shen Lang studied for a moment, then got up and left the Heavenly Gate.

And his destination is the Feiyun Dynasty next door to the Great Yan Kingdom.

Because in that Feiyun Dynasty, there was an ancient city that specialized in refining magic weapons, called Refining City.