After Shen Lang took Fang Fei back to the room, the flying boat calmed down again.

It's just that for today's matter, there was a lot of discussion in the inn, and after a few inquiries, even people who were not familiar with Qingyun Mansion had heard the legend about Shen Lang at this moment.

For example, the water god of the Lanjiang River danced in order to ask Shen Lang for poetry and writing, and then Shen Lang sang a song to suppress the demon barbarian, and there was also the pursuit of women with Mingzhou's works......

Of course, what is more fragrant is the "Peach Blossom Nunnery", but whether Shen Lang combed the two Oiran that night has always been a mystery.

Inside the inn, in a chic and elegant courtyard.

Li Dongze sat under the peach tree in the courtyard, with a pot of fragrant tea on the stone table in front of him, and sitting opposite the stone table was the young man surnamed Shao who was on the deck and commented on Shen Lang with him.

"A five-fold increase, that's pretty impressive." Li Dongze sighed in admiration.

The young man surnamed Shao took a sip of tea and said slowly: "Mingzhou, the original, Wenbao, and the pen into a poem...... I really can't think of what the fifth layer is. ”

Li Dongze smiled helplessly: "I don't want to understand either, most of them are Confucianism and Taoism." ”

The man surnamed Shao shook his head and said: "I also know a little about Confucianism and Taoism, Shen Lang was writing war poems in front of the public at that time, and it is said that every supernatural power can't escape our ears and eyes, but he just used a five-layer amplification, which is completely unreasonable." ”

"So what, if you don't know, you don't know, at most, be more careful in the future." Li Dongze sighed, "Every time I see Shen Lang, I feel that I was cheated by the Li family of Qingyun Mansion at the beginning, if there is Shen Lang's war poems in the secret territory of Yunshan to help, my human race will not be so passive this time." ”

The man surnamed Shao laughed and said: "Brother Li thinks too much, no matter how powerful Shen Lang is, he only has a nine-rank Confucian realm, even if he is strong, at most he can only be counted as a weak eight-rank Confucianism." How much of a role the weak eight products can play in the secret realm of Yunshan, Brother Li should know better than me. Not to mention ......"

Saying this, the man surnamed Shao stopped with a sneer.

Li Dongze didn't ask much, he knew the reason.

The flying boat stopped and stopped all the way until the tenth day, when suddenly there was a noise on the ship.

Shen Lang woke up from his meditation, and when he looked out of the window, he saw that there were already many people standing on the deck, all of them leaning on the side of the boat, looking down excitedly. Although he was on the third floor here, the flying boat was so big that he couldn't see the scene below from here.

There was also a knock on the door outside, and Fang Fei's voice sounded: "Shen Gongzi, it's time to Shishan City." ”

Shen Lang's face was flushed.

When you arrive in Shishan City, it means that the Southern Demon Kingdom is not far ahead.

His poems and stationery have shown the scene of Shishan City, but he has not seen what the real Shishan City is.

He Fangfei went out of the inn to the side of the ship, and when he looked down, he saw the barren land, and the majestic city that looked like a giant beast in the wasteland: Stone Mountain City.

In the Wen Palace, the Southern Expedition World seemed to sense something and let out a trembling sound.

Shen Lang was surprised to find that the Wen Heart above the Southern Expedition World in the Wen Palace also began to exude cyan brilliance, and the two identical cities actually had some kind of secret connection.

The cyan brilliance on Wen's heart surged, as if something was going on, but it seemed that it had never succeeded.

And the connection between the two cities seems to have become vague with this failure.

Shen Lang's heart moved, and his consciousness flowed and his body appeared next to Na Wen's heart.

He just groaned slightly, then reached out to the heart of the text, and wrote with his finger as a pen: Qin Shimingyue Han Shiguan, the Long March has not been returned. But to make the dragon city fly will not teach the south demon to do the stone mountain.

At the moment when the poem was completed, he felt a roar in the Wen Palace, and the Southern Expedition World and Shishan City were connected as one, as if they were each other's reflections.

With just a slight movement of his thoughts, Shishan City appeared in his mind, and every piece of masonry seemed to be in his grasp. Shen Lang was a little curious and tried to move a stone. As he expected, the stone seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he couldn't move it even with all his might.

He groaned slightly, raised his hand slightly, and a tree trunk appeared beside him out of thin air, and a branch poked out of it, and the rolled leaves on the branch fell into Shen Lang's hand.

When the branch opened, he saw that there was a soul bead with a slightly dim brilliance inside.

This is exactly the condensation of the remnants of the Confucian and Taoist sages who appeared in his dream after Shen Lang made the "Song of Righteousness" coma that day!

It seemed that he felt the vast aura of Stone Mountain City, and the dim soul bead actually began to emit yellow light. As the light flickered, the soul bead flew into the sky and hovered under Wen Xin.

A complicated look flashed in Shen Lang's eyes.

Taking a clear breath, he slowly withdrew from the Wen Palace.

Slowly opened his eyes, I don't know when, Shishan City has been thrown far away into the sky.

"The Southern Demon Country's Yunshan is about to arrive, and everyone who is going to the secret realm of Yunshan is ready to disembark."

Cao Jie's deep voice resounded throughout the flying boat.

Soon, the people from Qingyun Mansion who participated in the Cloud Mountain Secret Realm gathered on the deck.

Even the three who were seriously injured by Shen Lang as soon as they got on the boat were there, but it seemed that they were recovering well, the one who had been cut off by the ghost dragonfly had already been connected, and the complexions of the other two looked fine.

Shen Lang clasped his hands in his cuffs and stood on the side with Fang Fei, and the other people in Qingyun Mansion were also arranged around according to their respective belongings.

Zhang Fuyin also appeared on the deck, standing at the bow of the ship, his clothes blown by the strong wind blowing in his face.

Soon, the flying boat entered a cloud of mist. A cyan barrier also appeared around the flying boat, which was the defensive barrier of the flying boat.

"Be careful." Cao Jie squinted his eyes and said coldly.

This is already within the territory of the Southern Demon Country, and with the relationship between the demon clan and the human race, no one can guarantee what will happen here.

The flying boat traveled through the clouds and mist for an hour, and then it shook violently and rushed out of the clouds.

A look of shock flashed in everyone's eyes.

Just in front of the flying boat, a mountain that broke through the sky appeared in the eyes of the people.

This mountain is so great that you can't see the top of the mountain or the foot of the mountain below, just like a land floating in the air out of thin air.

"I have long heard that Yunshan is majestic, and when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation!" Cao Jie exclaimed.

Zhang Fuyin's face was grim, the task of the Jiyun Society was to send them to Yunshan, and from now on, the next road would be led by him.

"My people from Qingyun Mansion have prepared."

Zhang Fuyin raised his hand and waved his sleeves, and saw that the air was surging, and more than 100 people who came with him were carried and flew below.

Falling to the ground, everyone felt that their minds were clear for a while, and their bodies seemed to be a little lighter. Some monks who were close to breaking through could even faintly feel the shackles of rank loosening.

There is a strange power in the air that can make people in this place improve their cultivation in just a breath.

Shen Lang's eyes also flickered with different colors, and he didn't know how many times he had heard it in the secret realm of Yunshan. But at this moment, I still feel amazing.

"The people of Qingyun Mansion are here."

At this moment, an unruly voice sounded.