Cultivation has no years, when Chen Lang set foot on the land of Lingzhou again, twenty years have passed, and he himself, a body of mana liquefaction, the improvement of cultivation has brought about a change in temperament, more abundant and handsome, more and more "immortal master" bearing.

"You're finally giving up!!"

Chen Lang, who slowly flew out of the Jianhai Grassland, saw a flower in front of his eyes, and Hu Xiaoxing, who was in a skeletal shape, suddenly appeared in front of him.

"You're out there. Chen Lang was not surprised by Hu Xiaoxing's appearance, he had already guessed that Hu Xiaoxing would not give up, so he incarnated as a middle-aged Confucian student.

"You made me wait so hard!!" Hu Xiaoxing stared at Chen Lang with great resentment, her hand waved suddenly, and all kinds of lights around her flickered, and a puppet surrounded Chen Lang, there were nearly a hundred. There are more than thirty low-level puppets [Jade] alone, and all the rest are low-level puppets [Crystal], which is the result of Hu Xiaoxing's twenty years.

"Where's Brother Cheng?" tell me!!" Hu Xiaoxing shouted heartbreakingly.

Chen Lang sighed lightly and said, "I didn't kill Xue Cheng, to be exact, I avenged him, and I don't owe anything to you." ”

"Brother Cheng, sure enough...... Sure enough, it's gone......" Hu Xiaoxing burst into tears, twenty years have passed, Xue Cheng is still not heard from, and she began to slowly accept this fact......

"Do you think I'll believe your words?" Hu Xiaoxing wiped away her tears fiercely, and said with a distorted face, "You killed Brother Cheng, and then disguised himself as him to sneak into the Tianji Gate, and wanted to clear up the relationship in a word, do you think I am naïve and easy to deceive?!"

Chen Lang knew that no matter what, Hu Xiaoxing couldn't listen to his explanation, so he didn't bother to explain, and said directly: "This puppet can't help me, you are wasting your efforts." ”

Chen Lang slapped the spirit beast bag with his hand, and nearly 10,000 Void Wing Ghost Insects poured out, and there was a faint sound of gold and stone between the flapping of their wings, they were the descendants of those Void Wing Ghost Insects that had devoured the sword qi, and their speed was several times higher than before.

The Void Wing Ghost Worms scattered and pounced on a puppet, they burrowed into the gaps in the joints, and easily bit off the materials connecting the joints, causing the puppets to lose their ability to move in an instant, and the whole thing scattered.

In only about ten breaths, Chen Lang lightly broke through Hu Xiaoxing's puppet army, he beckoned gently, and the insect swarm flew back to the spirit beast bag. The Void Wing Ghost Worm has already formed a certain scale, and if he encounters Mu Yizhi and the middle-aged man surnamed Na Ge again, he can retreat calmly, and he will no longer have to flee with his life like before.

"How so...... How so...... How could this be......" Hu Xiaoxing seemed to have been drained of her soul, she fell to the ground, repeating the same words over and over again, tears flowing.

"I forgave you today, and if we meet again in the future, if you don't forgive, you won't be as good at talking as you are today. Chen Lang waved his robe, didn't look at Hu Xiaoxing again, and released a light sword and galloped away.

"Come back! You come back to me! I don't want your pretenses! Kill me!

Brother Makoto is dead, and I don't have any relatives in this world......"

Hu Xiaoxing's words, Chen Lang couldn't hear them anymore, in fact, he was ready to be besieged, but he didn't expect that only Hu Xiaoxing was waiting for him outside.

"It seems that Mu Yizhi and the others thought that I was going to die, and they didn't want to waste time on me, a dead man. Chen Lang muttered to himself and flew in the direction of the long-lost cave.

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"Before you know it, twenty years have passed. Chen Lang fell into the mountain forest, and the medicinal field outside the cave house had wild growth of elixir weeds, covering the entrance of the cave mansion, and Chen Lang's arrival startled dozens of locusts, and a few even jumped on Chen Lang's face very boldly.

Chen Lang opened his arms and took a deep breath of refreshing grass and trees, and then, with a wave of his hand, the invisible force pulled out the weed elixir that covered the entrance of the cave.

Walking into the cave, the stone tables and chairs accumulated a thick layer of ash, Chen Lang felt like a world away, and he didn't know how Yao Haiping's father and daughter were doing, so let's go to see them after solving the matter at hand.

Chen Lang thought so in his heart, walked out of the cave, took out the soul suppression talisman wood from the storage bag and planted it into the medicine field, and then performed the rain distribution technique.

Moistened by the rain containing spiritual energy, some of the dry soul-calming rune trees gradually filled up and exuded vitality.

The rain technique can only be performed twice a year, and each time it can only increase by one year, Chen Lang did many experiments when he was bored in the Arctic snowy region, and finally came to this conclusion.

If you want to get the soul calming rune wood that can refine magic weapons as soon as possible, the strengthening of the rain technique is imminent.

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After resting in Dongfu for one night, Chen Lang rushed to Chengpingfang City in the early morning of the next day. His arrival made Lu Sheng, the shopkeeper of the Baolai Pavilion, feel pressured, not only because of the master-slave relationship, but also because of Chen Lang's more unfathomable strength.

Lu Sheng had already saved the income belonging to Chen Lang and did not dare to use it. Chen Lang was very satisfied with this, he didn't want to encounter disgusting trouble.

Sitting on the third floor and drinking Mengshan Huangya, Chen Lang's mood was very different, thinking that at the beginning, when he walked into the Baolai Pavilion, he was still subjected to some difficulties, and now he ......

Lu Sheng, who had been with his peers, stood respectfully on the side, and if he didn't speak, Lu Sheng didn't dare to breathe, looking nervous.

"Brother Lu, why do you have to do this?" Chen Lang put down the teacup and said to Lu Sheng, who was trembling, "I made a soul contract with you to prevent you from going out and revealing rumors, and you don't need to care about the existence of such a thing as a soul contract." ”

Lu Sheng shook his head and said, "Even if there is no soul contract, the master, as a condensation stage monk, is also the predecessor of the old slave, and must be treated respectfully." ”

Chen Lang was helpless, and then asked suspiciously, "Didn't Brother Lu take the Zijin Pill?"

Hearing this, Lu Sheng's face was a little more bitter, "I took it, but unfortunately, I couldn't break through the bottleneck." ”

Chen Lang had no choice but to comfort: "There is still a chance in the future, Brother Lu waits with peace of mind." ”

"I'm afraid I won't have a chance in my life......" Lu Sheng sighed, his Dao heart had collapsed, and every time he cultivated, Chen Lang's shadow would appear in his mind, as well as the soul contract that bound him.

Chen Lang couldn't persuade him, and when he was about to get up and say goodbye, he suddenly remembered something.

"Brother Lu, has there been a big event in the cultivation realm recently?"

"Big deal?" Lu Sheng said blankly, "I haven't heard of anything big happening......

Chen Lang had no choice but to remind: "Can the Cave Mansion of the Desperate Sword Monarch be born?"

Lu Sheng suddenly realized: "The master is talking about the fake cave mansion found by the elders of the outer sect of the five factions more than ten years ago?"

Chen Lang was stunned and said, "Fake Cave Mansion?"

Lu Sheng nodded and replied, "There are no treasures in the cave mansion at all, and three of the elders of the five factions have died. ”

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