At this critical moment.

Yang Jian suddenly felt a thorn on his back, and a dazzling golden light was raised all over his body.

Feeling that the master was in trouble, the three-pointed two-edged sword spirit in Yang Jian's body actually came out to protect the master on its own. The three-pointed two-edged sword rolled up golden lightning like raging waves and attacked Shen Lang with the momentum of collapse of the sky and cracking the earth.

The blade burst out with violent golden thunder. Wherever it passed, the space was torn apart, and its power was simply outrageous!

"Bang!!!"

With a loud noise, the power of thunder rolled up by the three-pointed two-edged sword forced Shen Lang to retreat the giant claw of the bleeding shadow, hitting Shen Lang's chest.

Shen Lang was so impressed that he turned his hand to sacrifice the golden dragon-lifting spear, blocking the three-pointed two-edged sword that was stabbing straight.

"clang!!!"

The harsh and exciting sound was like a cracking stone through a gold, extremely sharp and terrifying.

The violent golden lightning burst out and swept across all directions.

The two of them shook back dozens of steps before they could barely stabilize their bodies.

Yang Jian was shocked and did not avoid suspicion. He immediately clasped his fists to Shen Lang and said, "Brother Chen has amazing magical powers, Yang Jian is willing to bow down!"

"Wow!"

The monks watching below were in an uproar.

Most monks would not have thought that Shen Lang, a rising star who had just entered the Hunyuan Daluo realm, could actually make Yang Jian admit defeat. It was indeed not simple.

Shen Lang frowned and said, "Brother Yang, why did you say this? You didn't lose."

Yang Jian showed a look of shame: "If it weren't for Yang's immortal treasure spirit protecting the master just now, Brother Chen's attack could have hurt my body. Yang's cultivation is far higher than you, and he still has to rely on the immortal treasure given by my sect leader to save himself to resist Brother Chen's magical power attack. It's really embarrassing!"

Shen Lang said in a deep voice: "Brother Yang doesn't have to belittle himself. Chen can sense that your physical quality is extremely high. That fairy treasure magic weapon will definitely exert great power in your hands."

"If you really fight to the death, Chen will definitely not be your opponent, or Brother Yang is too humble." Shen Lang politely hugged Yang Jian.

I have to say that Shen Lang has a high emotional intelligence. His words not only won the respect of the monks, but also preserved Yang Jian's face and made everyone have a good impression of him.

Yang Jian also respected Shen Lang more and said with a fist: "Shame, if you have a chance in the future, Yang should ask Brother Chen for some questions about his cultivation."

“Each one another!”

Shen Lang also smiled and hugged his fists.

The two ended their exchanges in a harmonious manner.

The atmosphere of the banquet was extremely high, and the monks praised Shen Lang.

"Fellow Daoist Chen has powerful magical powers, which really makes me look eye-opener!"

"Fellow Daoist Chen has just been promoted to the Hunyuan realm and has such extraordinary combat power. I admire him!"

"Hahaha, if we attack Zhou's forces join, we will definitely be like a tiger with wings."

Shen Lang was in a good mood to be recognized by the monks.

Yang Jian is indeed an open-minded person. He didn't feel embarrassed at all. He even pulled Shen Lang to drink a few glasses of spiritual wine together, and the relationship between the two got closer.

The drunk Yang Jian also pulled Shen Lang to introduce the monks of the Chan Sect one by one. Shen Lang also took this opportunity to visit some masters of the Chan Sect, such as the Taoist Randeng, etc.

The appearance of the Taoist Lan Deng and the ancient Buddha Ran Deng are very different. The Taoist Lan Deng is full of silver hair, but does not look old, with kind eyebrows and eyes, wearing a white robe, a glass lamp hanging around her waist, and a rainbow halo rose behind her, giving people a solemn feeling that people cannot stand face to face.

When Shen Lang shook hands with Taoist Randeng, the glass lamp hanging around Taoist Randeng's waist suddenly lit up.

At the same time, Shen Lang's body, which was sealed by the power of time and space, seemed to be touched, and he felt a trace of resonance.

"Fellow Daoist Chen, it seems that you and I are indeed destined to be together." A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Taoist Randeng's mouth.

Shen Lang's heart was shocked and responded with neither humility nor arrogant words: "Mr. Chen is just an unknown man. I hope fellow Daoist Randeng will give me more advice in the future."

Taoist Randeng smiled and said, "Hahaha, fellow Taoist Chen is humble, you and I can support each other."

Shen Lang nodded slightly, feeling quite ashamed.

As the deputy leader of the Ancestral Sect, Taoist Randeng has reached the peak of Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal. Although he is both Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal, the gap between the two can be described as completely as mud.

Shen Lang felt great pressure when facing a powerful monk like Taoist Randeng as a peer.

The banquet continued. Shen Lang met the senior officials of the Western Zhou royal family and the disciples of the three generations of the Academic Sect. He was familiar with everyone.

The banquet continued until late at night before ending.

Shen Lang bid farewell to the monks and found out about Zhen Yuanzi's residence. Then he went to Zhen Yuanzi's residence alone.

Zhen Yuanzi lives in an attic in the north of Jiuli City.

Shen Lang piao pounced on his body and entered the rooftop.

Zhen Yuanzi, who was closing his eyes in the attic, opened his eyes, waved the whisk in his hand, stood up and clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, don't be fine."

"I took the liberty to disturb you late at night, and I hope that fellow Taoist Zhen Yuanzi should not blame him." Shen Lang also politely clasped his fists and returned the greeting.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist Chen, you don't have to be polite. In fact, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

"Thanks to the clues left by senior Zhen Yuanzi at that time, it would be difficult for juniors to enter the witch tomb and obtain these many good fortunes."

Shen Lang knew that the reason why he could enter the witch tomb and get such great luck was all because of Zhen Yuanzi's secret guidance, and his gratitude was beyond words.

Zhen Yuanzi said calmly: "Fellow Dao Chen doesn't need to thank him. I only did this by the guidance of the Emperor. I have been able to guide the descendants to successfully enter the witch tomb in person, so I have achieved my goal."

"I believe my clone has already informed fellow Taoist Chen of the truth of the matter. I wonder what fellow Taoist Chen has next?" Zhen Yuanzi asked.

Shen Lang admitted frankly: "Although Chen himself dare not be sure, since I am the descendant recognized by the Emperor, I will complete the duty of protecting the True Immortal World. After that, I will collect the remains of Pangu one by one, and then help the chosen ones save the world."

Zhen Yuanzi nodded with satisfaction and said, "Fellow Taoist Chen can be relieved if he has such enlightenment. In the future, I am willing to serve fellow Taoist Shen. If you have any needs, just tell me to do it!"

Shen Lang was startled by Zhen Yuanzi's words and waved his hand to refuse: "This... Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuanzi doesn't have to do this. What kind of virtue can I be worthy of you to treat me like this?"

Zhen Yuanzi shook his head and said, "Hey, fellow Taoist Chen is the arrival of the Emperor's prophecy. The existence of you and the chosen ones determine the life and death of the True Immortal Realm. Even if I am the master of you now, I am willing to do so!"

"I have made an oath since I was a child to devote my life to the Emperor. Fellow Chen is the most important person who comes, and I am worth doing this."
Chapter completed!