Night.

Shen Lang sat on the couch and meditated to cultivate internal strength.

The exorcism seal refined by the "Millennium Chalcedony" was worn by him close to his heart, and the wisps of warm current overflowed from the jade pendant, seeping into the acupoints in his heart, and spreading throughout his body with his internal force.

Every time the internal force runs for a week, it can grow rapidly under the nourishment of the "pure yang vitality" of the thousand-year-old chalcedony, and the new internal force is exceptionally pure and condensed.

With the help of this jade pendant, the internal force refined by meditating for one hour is worth three hours of meditation in ordinary times.

Millennial chalcedony can not only grow rapidly and purify internal force, but also quench muscles, muscles, and internal organs.

Under the tempering of the warm current of pure yang vitality, Shen Lang clearly felt that his muscles, bones, muscles, and internal organs were like wrought iron turning into steel, constantly refining impurities, making up for weaknesses, and getting stronger bit by bit.

While Shen Lang was immersed in cultivation, the little demons were also working their own.

Xiao Gu sat under the eaves of the inner courtyard, took off his little skull and held it in his arms, used his fingers as a small steel file, and carefully polished and polished the little skull inch by inch.

It's not just about loving beauty and being clean.

This kind of polishing, for it, is also a kind of cultivation.

It is to temper the bones with the "Enma Prison Skill", so that the bones become tougher and have magical abilities.

Its right hand and spine are polished again and again, and it has the ability to act independently and gather and disperse at will.

Of course, the ability to cultivate this ability so quickly is also because in the relict mansion, he obtained the "blood orchid nectar".

The blood orchid nectar is only useful for monsters, and it does not improve the cultivation realm, but only strengthens the qi and blood physique.

Xiao Gu is a white bone spirit, no flesh and blood, no qi and blood, but it can also be strengthened with blood orchid nectar, making the bones more indestructible and spiritual.

At this moment, after carefully sanding and polishing the skull, it will use its fingers to stick some blood orchid nectar and evenly apply it to the skull.

After that, its seemingly integrated skull, like jade glass, without a trace of pores, will quickly absorb the nectar of the blood orchid, and the skull will become more crystal clear.

Xiao Gu sat under the eaves and polished his skull, and Xiao Yu "hung out" in the yard.

The little red carp has now gradually developed new abilities that allow them to control the flow of water to a certain extent.

It can even wrap itself in water to allow it to move out of the water for a short period of time.

At this moment, a water ball with a diameter of two feet was wrapped around the small fish, and it came out of the pond and walked around the yard.

The surface of the sphere rolls on the ground, driving its body to move flexibly and quickly. Because it is a sphere, it is also very convenient to turn, and the water balloon can adjust its direction instantly without any pause.

And where the water balloon passes, not a drop of water seeps into the soil, so that the volume of the water ball remains the same at all times, and will not shrink due to loss.

The fish can even replenish the oxygen in the water in time, so that the water balloon that wraps its body always has enough oxygen for it to move.

It's a pity that a fish rolling around on the ground wrapped in a water balloon is too eye-catching, otherwise, in the future, Shen Lang will not only be able to walk cats and rabbits, but also fish when he goes out.

Speaking of rabbits, the little rabbit is not in the yard at this time, but is bouncing on the ridge of the roof, practicing leg skills.

After Shen Lang exterminated the Spider Sisters, he seized a "Wind Chasing Electric Leg Method", although it is a human cultivation method, but after being modified and adjusted by the demon taming trick Xiaoyue, it has become a martial art that can also be practiced by rabbit demons.

Although the positioning of the little rabbit is a logistical aid, and its temperament is not as aggressive as Xiao Zhao, it always has an output heart.

Not to show how capable you are, just to be grateful.

The little rabbit thanked Shen Lang, and it was Shen Lang who took it away from the market, enlightened it to generate wisdom, and taught it to practice the Fa.

If it weren't for Shen Lang, it might have been bought back as a pet by a rich lady, and when it grew up, it would have become less cute, and maybe it would have been eaten as a braised rabbit.

Or maybe it was bought back by a bear child, raised for a few days and tired of playing, tortured to death, or fed to wild cats and dogs.

Anyway, without Shen Lang, it wouldn't be where it is today.

It's just a stupid rabbit who is ignorant, born for some reason, and dies for no reason.

It is precisely because of this that Xiao Ya, who is quiet by nature, will cultivate so hard in addition to taking care of the spiritual plant.

It has to become stronger and more useful, and it has to help Shen Lang more.

Under the moonlight, on the ridge of the roof, the little rabbit jumped and jumped, its long legs bounced and kicked, and when its body jumped, it seemed to turn into a snow-white phantom, chasing the fleeting evening breeze.

The little demons are all there, only one kitten is missing, which should be lively.

Xiao Zhao is still asleep in the space, and he doesn't know when he will wake up.

The night was getting deeper.

Shen Lang woke up from his meditation, exhaled a breath of turbidity, raised his palm, and slapped it forward casually.

Boom!

With a crisp sound, a strong air current, bursting out from the front of his palm, slapping against the wall and popping.

This is not an internal force.

It's just a strong palm force that pushes the air and forms a strong wind.

Shen Lang shook his head and secretly sighed:

"Even if you have a thousand-year-old chalcedony, if you practice normally, it will take at least two months to meditate for an hour every day before you can release your internal strength. It's so difficult to promote only six products to five products, how about five products and four products in the future? What about the four products and the three products?

"No, I have to learn alchemy as soon as possible and make use of the natural treasures that Xiaoya planted for me! Or, find an opportunity to send a fish dragon sapling to Wanfa Zhenren and Liuliu Venerable, and ask them to help me refine the pill? ”

It is not only to ask them to help with alchemy, but also to send live saplings that produce ichthyosaur wood materials from energy sources, but also to thank them for their help.

Although it is a little difficult to explain the origin of the fish dragon sapling, Shen Lang can see that Yan Tianying, Wanfa Zhenren, and Liuli Venerable are all generous and generous, and they will not get to the bottom of it.

Besides, Wanfa Zhenren himself had the great opportunity to get the real people's relics of the previous dynasty when he was weak, and the Liuli Venerable was even willing to give him the "Millennium Chalcedony", a treasure that only Genting Demon Palace could produce, how could he pursue this little secret?

I really don't know how many people can cultivate all the way to the chance and adventures that they have gained in a lifetime.

"Find an opportunity to send ichthyosaurus saplings and talk about the adventure, as long as you can get by on the face."

After making a decision, Shen Lang closed his eyes again, knotted the Dharma seal in his hand, and began to cultivate the "Great Sun Rulai Concept".

Cultivating the idea of contemplation can not only strengthen his primordial spirit, but also increase the power of Buddhist spells and martial arts.

The reason why Shen Lang did not practice the internal strength of Buddhism, and he was able to play the true secret martial arts of Buddhism with great power, was because he cultivated the idea of the Great Ri Rulai Concept, and he achieved something small.

However, today's visualization cultivation has a slight problem.

Shen Lang had just settled down, and as soon as he was in the sea of knowledge, he hooked out a golden Dharma image that seemed to be a great sun volleying in the sky and shining in all directions, and a slender spider silk broke into his mind strangely, hanging down from the top of the golden Dharma image he had visualized, sticking to the top of the head of the great sun statue, and then gently lifting it up.

With a swish, Shen Lang had just visualized the appearance of the Great Ri Rulai, and disappeared without a trace, and was fished away by the spider silk.

Fished out?

Shen Lang's mind went blank for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he blinked in confusion:

What's the situation?

Why did the Dharma that I visualized come out of nowhere, and somehow it was fished away?

With his current realm of law cultivation, of course, he can't condense the "true human law appearance".

The image of the Great Sun that was visualized was just a little bit of the power of the primordial gods, and it was just outlined with the mind.

Therefore, if the visualized Faxiang is fished away, it will not hinder his primordial spirit, but it will only make him lose the power of the primordial god in vain - if the Faxiang is fished away after condensing the real person's dharma, then the problem will be serious.

It is equivalent to the primordial god being captured by someone, and the physical body immediately becomes a living dead, and the primordial god will live and die involuntarily.

Of course, the real human law condensed with the Yuan Shen as the backbone is the lifelong cultivation of a great real person, and the strength is strong enough to compete with the demon god projection in this world, and it is impossible to be fished away so easily.

Shen Lang was dazed for a while, and his eyes froze:

"Is this the mother spider's latest revenge? Interfere with my practice? Trying to make my cultivation on the spell side unable to improve an inch? Make me miserable, ask for His forgiveness, and He will use it to manipulate me? Oh, if that's the case, you're wrong! ”

If it is a serious monk who is tossed like this, and he can't even cultivate his "contemplation thoughts", then he will really be tortured to the point of collapse.

But the foundation of Shen Lang's spell cultivation is not in the idea at all.

He only needs to cultivate the demon taming technique, and improve the level of the demon taming technique step by step, and the level of the spell cultivation will be able to rise with it.

The idea of cultivation concept is just to increase the power of the spell, to have more means of confrontation with the primordial spirit, and to ensure that he can recover quickly after casting the spell - before the idea of cultivation concept, after Shen Lang casts the spell, he can only rely on natural sleep to recover, and he has to sleep for at least eight hours to recover his energy and spells.

With contemplation, meditating for an hour or two is enough, and you can save a lot of time.

"The dignified Xingyuan Demon God, playing this kind of child trick, like a bear child, thinking that it can scare me?"

Shen Lang sneered, raised his hand and pressed the thousand-year-old chalcedony jade pendant in his heart, feeling a little strange in his heart:

Doesn't it mean that this jade pendant can protect the primordial gods and subdue the inner demons and outer demons?

How can the spider silk of the spider mother be like breaking through an empty door, so neatly breaking into my sea of consciousness and snatching away the Dharma that I have visualized?

What is the exorcism seal for?

Why don't you block it?

Shen Lang frowned, muttered to himself for a while, and decided to try again.

At the moment, he knotted the Dharma seal in his hand, and visualized the appearance of the great sun.

This time, as always, he quickly sketched out the Dharma of the Great Ri Rulai, but in the blink of an eye, a spider silk hung down into the sea of his knowledge, sticking to the door of the Dharma of the Great Ri Rulai, and then fished it away.

Shen Lang's mind went blank for a moment, he was stunned for a while, pinched his eyebrows with his hand, and muttered to himself with a little headache:

"It's really with me...... The dignified demon god, do you want to be so careful? ”

However, what puzzled him even more was that this time the exorcism seal did not react in any way.

It's still like it's unguarded, and the spider silk comes and goes as it pleases.

Shen Lang thought about it and didn't understand why this happened, pinched his eyebrows and had a headache for a while, and secretly thought:

"The main reason why Venerable Liuli and Wanfa Zhenren have practiced the magic seal is to prevent the spider mother from invading my dream again and casting a nightmare curse on me...... So, isn't this Fa Yin Mo waiting for me to fall asleep before it can be used to its fullest effect? ”

As soon as he thought of this, Shen Lang decided not to practice tonight, and went to sleep first to see if the spider mother would fall asleep again.

For safety, he went directly into the Dianjingbi space to sleep, and called the little demons back to the space, and accompanied him right and left.

A little fine pen space as the first layer of defense, bathed in the light of the little moon of the demon taming trick, there are little demons around him who are connected with their hearts, and they are also wearing exorcism seals, Shen Lang doesn't believe that the spider mother can still make waves in his dreams.

This night, Shen Lang really slept peacefully and was not harassed in any way.

And in the dark space filled with endless black fog and in the sky, hanging and floating with countless spider silks, two huge spiders were still engaged in that fierce battle that lasted for a long time.

The city-like throne of white bones had long been completely destroyed by the indestructible huge body of the two-headed spider and the endless spells.

Underneath the throne, the huge cobwebs that spread in all directions became a mess.

On top of the cobwebs, the monsters that worshipped the giant spider were also crushed in pieces, and the flesh and blood seeped into the ground, turning large swaths of dirt into a dark red swamp full of flesh and blood.

The two spiders are one and have almost identical abilities.

But the human body was a blood-red spider, larger than the silver-haired, silver-horned, dark-skinned, and golden vertical stripe on the center of the eyebrows.

The silver-haired and silver-horned spider gradually lost its support, and its body was scarred, and the spider's body also peeled off a large carapace, and even the spider's claws were broken.

But just when the blood-skinned spider had the upper hand and took advantage of the victory to attack, above the head of the silver-haired and silver-horned spider, a golden Buddha phantom suddenly appeared.

This golden Buddha phantom is not big, only the size of an ordinary human body, and the light that blooms is also very weak, and it can only barely illuminate the silver-haired and silver-horned spider body.

Such a phantom, in this demon god-level vicious battle, would have been just a joke.

However.

Just after the phantom appeared.

The silver-haired and silver-horned spider jerked its head, and the golden vertical mark in the center of its eyebrows suddenly opened, revealing a golden pupil.

The huge Yuan Shen power of the demon god level was transformed into a golden beam of light by the golden vertical pupil in the center of its eyebrows, shining on the golden Buddha phantom, and the golden Buddha phantom suddenly flew up, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a golden Buddha as high as 100 zhang, and the whole body was condensed, as if it was made of pure gold.

The facial features of the Golden Buddha are exactly the same as Shen Lang.

Subsequently, the hundred-zhang golden Buddha, with the support of the golden light emitted by the vertical pupils of the silver-haired and silver-horned spider eyebrows, knotted the Dharma seal in his hand, and the Buddha light bloomed all over his body, reflecting the darkness and dispelling the fog in an instant.

The scorching Buddha light shone on the blood-skinned spider's body, causing large puffs of green smoke to rise from the blood-colored skin on its human body, and large frothy bubbles appeared. The spider's body also quickly emitted billowing black smoke, and the swarthy carapace burst and curled up, and large pieces fell off.

The blood-skinned spider let out a terrible scream, and a large black mist suddenly rose to the ground on its body, enveloping it in an instant, resisting the Buddha's light.

The black mist is constantly dissolved by the Buddha's light, and it is constantly regenerated, always enveloping the blood-skinned spider, so that it is not directly irradiated by the Buddha's light.

After a stalemate, the silver-haired and silver-horned spider couldn't hold on first, and roared at the blood-skinned spider shrouded in black mist, and its body quickly shrank, turning into a small spider with silver fur on its head, and climbed up on a spider silk hanging down from thin air, and quickly climbed into the black clouds along this spider silk, and disappeared without a trace.

Losing the support of its primordial divine power, the hundred-zhang golden Buddha continued to bloom with Buddha light, while shrinking rapidly, and within a moment, it turned back to the original human-sized phantom state.

Then there was a pop and it dissipated like a bubble.

After the Buddha's light finally disappeared, the black mist around the blood-skinned spider slowly disappeared.

The blood-skinned spider, scarred and scorched, looked up at the black clouds in the sky, opened its fanged mouth, and let out a sharp roar, and the roar was full of the pride of the victor.

……

Before waking up, Shen Lang had a strange dream.

He dreamed that he was sleeping on the bed in the house, and a little spider with a silver fur on its head, with a spider silk, hung from the beam of the room, landed on his nose, stared into his eyes, rubbed a pair of chelicera, hissed, as if to accuse him of not supporting it enough.

"Heh, want me to support you? Yes, call Daddy to listen. ”

I woke up when I dreamed about it.

Shen Lang didn't know if the little spider called his father.

"Strange, how could you dream of such a strange little spider? You will accuse me...... Before going to bed, I was put in two ways by the spider mother, and twice fished away the Dharma phase I visualized, so I thought about it day and dreamed at night? ”

Shen Lang was a little confused.

After thinking for a while, I couldn't understand it, and I teased myself:

"Maybe I've really succeeded in igniting the spider mother, and it's coming to Daddy in a dream! Otherwise, I slept in the space of the fine pen, and I had an exorcism seal with me, not my goblin, how could I break into my dream? ”

The spider mother is in the Genting Demon Palace, and if the seal of the Demon Palace is not broken, she can't come to this world, so she can only dream of finding her father?

After enjoying himself for a while, Shen Lang took out some fine writing space, washed up, made breakfast, and had a full meal with the little demons, and then went to the Imperial Capital Daoyuan with the recommendation letter and token of Wanfa Zhenren.

I'm going to study at the Taoist Academy today, and I'm a little excited to think about it.

Located in the northwest corner of the capital, the Imperial Capital Daoyuan is a small city surrounded by a city wall and similar to the imperial city and the palace city.

Not only is the access control strict, but above the wall, there are also corner tower sentry posts, and there are people patrolling day and night.

Shen Lang rode a newly bought big black horse, swayed to the carriage and horse farm in front of the main gate of the Taoist Academy, turned over and dismounted, and led the horse to the gate of the Taoist Academy.

Under the gate-like gate, a middle-aged man with a white face and beard sitting, basking in the sun and trimming his nails.

However, the tool of his manicure was not a knife, but a wisp of an inch-long sword that bloomed from his fingertips.

This doorman is like a fourth-grade martial artist, and Shen Lang sighed secretly when he saw it:

It is worthy of the Imperial Capital Daoist Academy, and even the people who watch the gate are true qi realm martial artists, which is really a big show!

[Ask for a ticket~! ] 】