"What kind of supernatural power is this?"

Shen Lang frowned slightly.

There are many types of Confucianism and Taoism supernatural powers, including the grade supernatural powers given by the Heavenly Dao after breaking through the realm, and the holy Dao supernatural powers obtained by cultivating some special saint classics.

After Shen Lang came to this world, not to mention that he had read all the books of Confucianism and Taoism, he still had a general understanding.

But this is not within the supernatural powers he knows.

He pondered slightly for a moment and then shook his head slightly: "Absorb it first, and then you will know it when you go out." ”

The divine sense diverged, and ten small worlds instantly appeared in his mind.

His gaze first fell on the small pond world, where the sun was still shining, the small lotus in the lotus pond was waiting to be released, and the ghost dragonfly stopped on it, as if sensing Shen Lang's gaze, it tilted its head slightly and looked at Shen Lang's side, with a bit of inquiry.

Shen Lang chuckled, passed a touch of gentle thoughts, and touched its head just like he did to a pet kitten.

The ghost dragonfly's body stiffened, obviously not used to this kind of intimacy, but it still stiffened its body and remained motionless, letting Shen Lang touch it.

Shen Lang is the master of the Wen Palace, and the ghost dragonfly is also manifested because of his talent, he can naturally feel the mentality of the ghost dragonfly, and he can't help but laugh for a while, and take back that wisp of divine thought.

When he raised his eyes and looked into the air, he saw Wen Xin hanging above the bright sun, emitting a cyan light. In the heart of that text, there are still countless words floating faintly, which is the article Xiaochi written by Shen Lang.

Thinking back to the first time he summoned the ghost dragonfly, at that time he was only in the ten-grade student realm, and he injected talent into Wen Xin, and then manifested the ghost dragonfly. After advancing to the Jiupin Student Realm, there is no need to pass Wenxin anymore.

This means that Wenxin has the effect of amplifying talents.

Shen Lang pondered for a moment, raised his hand and beckoned Wen Xin into his hand.

At this moment, Wen Xin is no longer the appearance of Wen Xinguo outside, and has completely changed into a ball of light.

Shen Lang looked south.

It was a barren world, a lonely city standing in the middle of a vast wasteland.

Even though it was empty, from a distance, it seemed that the earth-shattering roar could still be heard.

That's it...... "Southern Expedition"!

Shen Lang raised his hand and threw this Wenxin towards the "Southern Expedition World".

The moment Wen Xin fell, Shen Lang felt Wen Gong tremble.

It's just that in an instant, the world of the Southern Expedition seems to have ushered in a strong earthquake, and the earth is shattered and the space is shattered.

Wenxin emitted a cyan glow, reaching straight into the sky.

"Boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Shen Lang's vision was blurred, and he could clearly feel the tremor of the Wen Palace, and this piece of heaven and earth seemed to have cracked countless holes.

This scene made Shen Lang's heart tremble.

Is it so terrifying to absorb Wenxin?!

After a while, the world of the Southern Expedition seemed to have turned into a huge whirlpool, madly devouring the talent of the entire Wen Palace.

Streams of green qi were absorbed by the Southern Expedition World like a waterspout, used to fill in those broken cracks.

At this moment, Wen Xin above Koike World let out a buzz.

It seemed to feel threatened, or offended, and a cyan light pierced the sky and rushed directly towards the southern expedition world.

There was another loud bang between heaven and earth, and the Southern Expedition World was like an enraged lion, and the entire Southern Expedition World rose from the ground and smashed towards the Xiaochi World.

And the small pond world did not have the slightest intention of backing down, and also turned into a green mang to meet it.

Shen Lang was a little dumbfounded, what the hell, these two are too individual, right?

But this is my palace!

"Jianmu!"

Shen Lang let out a low shout, and the towering giant tree rose from the ground behind him.

The dry branches of Jianmu stretched out like countless tentacles, directly pulling the two worlds back to the ground.

There was another loud bang, and the earth trembled slightly.

The world of Koike and the world of the Southern Expedition were still struggling, letting out a silent roar, as if they would rather die with each other than coexist in the same palace of literature.

However, at this moment, the building wood emitted a golden glow.

As if he suddenly understood something, Shen Lang's figure appeared under Jianmu in a flash, and he grabbed two golden fruits with his raised hand.

This is exactly the Heavenly Dao Fruit!

He violently ripped off the two Heavenly Dao Fruits and threw them towards the two small worlds.

The two Heavenly Dao Fruits fell into the two worlds almost at the same time, and for a while, the two small worlds trembled and roared, and the golden thunder and lightning flickered continuously.

Shen Lang was shocked to see it, his situation was something he didn't expect at first.

After Wen Xinguo entered the Wen Palace completely, he would be like fire and water with other Wen Xin.

He tried to release his divine thoughts into the two small worlds, but as soon as he entered, he was immediately twisted into nothingness by the golden thunder and lightning.

At this moment, Shen Lang didn't dare to act rashly, so he could only watch from the sidelines.

After silently calculating the time, a full day and a night passed, the two small worlds finally quieted down, and Shen Lang tried to release his divine thoughts again at this time and entered the small pool world.

This time, without the golden thunder and lightning to stop it, the divine mind entered the world of Koike without any sluggishness.

What surprised him was that the golden thunder just now not only did not shatter this small world, but was like a chain, firmly fixing the small world that was about to be broken.

And the talent in it is even more majestic, and the sense of reality is even stronger.

Shen Lang squatted down, plucked a small grass from the ground of the small pool world, put it to his nose and smelled it, there was really a smell of grass and earth, as if it was the real world.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief and once again released his divine thoughts into the Southern Expedition World.

Sure enough, this side is also the same as the small pond world, and the golden thunder and lightning that the Heavenly Dao Fruit turned into stabilized this small world.

And the Wenxin on it has also calmed down, not exuding strong hostility towards the Wenxin of the Koike world like at the beginning.

Thinking back on that manuscript, Shen Lang felt scared for a while.

If he didn't have the Heavenly Dao Fruit, the only result now would be that the two small worlds would be shattered and the Wen Palace would be damaged.

But this is only for him, other scholars are not like him, and there is still a small world in the Wen Palace. The Wen Palace of other scholars is centered on Wen Xin, and once Wen Xin Guo is completely brought into it, it means that the entire Wen Palace is broken!

After that, the foundation of Confucianism and Taoism was destroyed at best, and at worst, he died violently on the spot.

"No wonder I haven't heard of others using this method, the people who used it are all dead......," Shen Lang muttered.

His mind moved slightly, and his consciousness immediately left the Wen Palace and returned to the present world.

The room was bright, the sun was shining outside the window, and I could feel that the flying boat was still flying.

Shen Lang didn't know how long he had been in the palace, but according to his previous cognition, the time inside the Wen Palace and the outside should not be much different.

In other words, it should be like a day and a night outside.

Pushing open the door and walking out, he suddenly found that the door was open in the room where Fang Fei lived next door.

Shen Lang was a little strange, Fang Fei was an ordinary person, and she was a woman, even if she was in the house, she would not open the door so much.

He looked up and walked over and knocked on the door.

"Miss Fangfei, are you there?"

There was no one in there to answer.

Shen Lang frowned and walked in.

Just by looking at it, his face suddenly turned cold.

The room was in shambles, the cabinets were all opened, and the contents were thrown all over the floor. Even the quilt on the bed had been torn, and the room had clearly been searched.

Shen Lang just groaned slightly, and walked downstairs to the counter.

The shopkeeper and Shen Lang knew each other, and Shen Lang was introduced by the shopkeeper when he went to Lingbao Pavilion.

As soon as he saw Shen Lang, he immediately greeted him.

"Shopkeeper, what's wrong with my friend?" Shen Lang asked.

The shopkeeper looked at Shen Lang with a complicated expression: "Your friend is in trouble." ”

Shen Lang frowned and said, "Please also ask the shopkeeper to make it clear." ”

The shopkeeper groaned for a moment and said slowly: "Explain in advance, I have heard of it." Seeing Shen Lang nodding, he continued, "Two days ago, your friend came back from the Lingbao Pavilion auction, and not long after, a deacon from the Lingbao Pavilion came over and said that she had stolen an important item from a guest. ”

Shen Lang frowned slightly, and said slowly: "Lingbao Pavilion is guarded by masters, my friend is just an ordinary person, how can he steal from other guests?" ”

The shopkeeper smiled bitterly: "That girl is a resident of my shop, and I naturally have to maintain it, and I told those deacons so at that time." But they said that the girl had stolen it with a ghost secret method, but they refused to reveal a word about it. He paused slightly and continued, "You have been in retreat for the past few days, and I don't dare to disturb you, since you are out of the customs today, you might as well go to the Lingbao Pavilion to inquire." ”

Shen Lang nodded and said, "Dare to ask the shopkeeper, how many days have I been in retreat?" ”

Most of the monks' retreats do not know the passage of time, and some strong people may even retreat for several years or even more than ten years at a time, but in their own opinion, it is only the blink of an eye.

Therefore, Shen Lang's question is not abrupt.

The shopkeeper said, "If you started the retreat on the first day, it would have been five days by now. ”

Shen Lang was a little surprised in his heart, but he understood that now was not the time to think about this, so he hugged his fists at the shopkeeper and said, "Thank you shopkeeper, I'll go to Lingbao Pavilion." ”

After saying that, he hurried out of the inn without looking back.

As soon as he walked out of the door of the inn, Shen Lang's face suddenly became gloomy, and his eyes flashed with coldness.

"Stealing other guests' things", "Secret methods of ghost paths", "Refusing to disclose the process and stolen items......

A cold smile appeared at the corner of Shen Lang's mouth: "Do you really think we are easy to bully?" ”

The other party is obviously coming for the ghost script!

There shouldn't be any problems with the secrecy measures of the Lingbao Pavilion, but no matter how much there is a problem, it can't stand the inquiry of people with intentions.

When they entered the Spirit Treasure Pavilion that day, they met so many people, and when they went to the fourth floor, they were also in full view, and they didn't make any cover when they left.

As long as there are people with a heart, it is not difficult to inquire about their whereabouts, and then judge that among them is the original owner of the ghost poem. Especially Shen Lang, who is known for his poetry, it is easier to deduce that the poetry is his.

It's just that Shen Lang has been in retreat for the past few days, and the other party doesn't dare to violate the rules of the Jiyun Society openly.

It wasn't until Fang Fei went out alone that they made an excuse.

I just don't know how Fang Fei is now.

Thinking that Fang Fei was a weak woman who had fallen into the hands of others for so many days, Shen Lang felt anxious, and the killing intent in his heart continued to soar.

If Fang Fei suffers any grievances, then she can't say that she will make a big fuss!