Take out a purple and golden fruit from the storage ring, which is as bright as the stars, with roots, emitting dazzling rays.

"This is..."

In Shen Lang's mind, the description of some kind of spiritual fruit in Qianyuan record of Xuandi appeared immediately.

"Dream fruit. Three thousand years fruit, ten thousand years fruit is purple, ten thousand years is purple gold. This fruit of heaven and earth has the powerful effect of promoting the spirit and consciousness. It can only be taken by monks above the period of pill formation. "

After recalling the effect of dream fruit, Shen Lang was a little disappointed. The effect of the dream fruit is to greatly enhance the divine sense, without any refined effect on cultivation.

The effect of divine sense is more obvious in the fighting method of high-level monks. The monks with strong divine sense can control more magic weapons. In theory, their strength should be stronger.

But in fact, depending on the situation, a strong divine sense does not mean a strong power.

Although the dream fruit is of little significance to the current shenlang, the advantages brought by the dream fruit will be very obvious if you cultivate to the postnatal period.

There is a set of Tiangang sword array in the Tiangang Chunyang sword Scripture. Only when the cultivator reaches the strength of the yuaninfantile period, can he barely spread it. The sword array needs to activate a large number of flying swords, so the cultivator's divine sense needs to reach a certain strength.

Although that said, Shen Lang wants to practice until the first baby, but he doesn't know how to wait until the monkey year and the horse month.

It's still a question whether you can get out of this closed space now.

Shen Lang carefully collected the dream fruit into the jade box, and then took another spirit grass from the storage ring.

The shape of this lingcao is very dazzling. It is a golden flower. The petal and the heart of the flower are like the feathers of the Phoenix. It emits brilliant brilliance.

There are eight golden leaves around the petals, bending and rolling, which set off the beautiful golden flowers.

Take a deep breath, the fragrance in the petals is refreshing, and you can even feel a warm current all over your body, which can't be used freely.

"It's fengyanghua!"

Shen Lang is ecstatic, thinking that his luck is really good. Among the two lingcao that I picked at random before, there is such a rare pure Yang lingcao!

Fengyanghua is a kind of heaven and Earth Spirit grass that has long been extinct in this field. There is only a simple description in Qianyuan record of Xuandi, which may not even be seen by Xuandi himself.

This Phoenix flower is a kind of Yang attribute spiritual grass that can be refined and cultivated. The pure Yang power contained in the flower is very strong.

Looking at the color and size of this Phoenix flower, it's estimated that it's 70000 years old, and its medicinal power can be imagined.

If Shen Lang swallows fengyanghua now, his body may not be able to bear the pure Yang in fengyanghua and die.

However, the eight leaves of Fengyang flower should still be swallowed, and the effect should not be weak.

"Ha ha ha, it's true that there will be future blessings if there is no death!"

Shen Lang was so excited that he couldn't help laughing.

His cultivation just reached the bottleneck. Now, with this Phoenix flower, he has a full guarantee to break through the late Nirvana and even the period of pill formation.

Three days in a row.

The thunder and fire in the ruins of Xianyuan finally died out, and Shen Lang came out of the linggong tower.

The whole space is in a state of chaos and desolation. After the original baby of the red blood ancestor exploded, it almost destroyed everything nearby, leaving only the remains of the golden Golem in the distant mound.

It may be that after a lot of time of burning, the temperature around the ruins is extremely high, almost several hundred degrees of high temperature, and the air is very hot.

Shen Lang's body surface is covered with a white mask to protect against the high temperature.

He let out his mind and looked around carefully.

Before his death, the red blood ancestor said that there was a token hidden in the fairy garden, which could lift the ban on the key area of Penglai fairy mountain.

But it seems that there is no place to hide things in this fairy garden. Only the two golden puppets in the mound stand out.

By the way, puppet!

Shen Lang fixed his eyes on the remains of a golden puppet and strode across.

The original combat power of Jin Jia puppet can be compared with that of the friars in the first half of the year. Because in the past countless years, the energy has been decaying too much, leading to insufficient strength.

The master of this fairy garden was an elder of Penglai palace before his death. After his death, he certainly did not welcome outsiders to this site. Since the so-called tokens are important, they must be hidden in the safest place.

According to Shen Lang's reasoning, the safest place is probably the gold puppet!

Shen Lang leaned forward and saw that the heads of the two golden puppets had been blown open. Blowing away the dust, we can see the blue sawdust at the fracture.

It's unbelievable that the puppet is made of wood! I don't know what God wood it is. It's so hard.

Shen Lang didn't think much about it. He was keen to find that there seemed to be a interlayer in the head of one of the puppets. There seemed to be something shining in the interlayer.

He immediately offered the Oolong sword and held it in his hand, injected yuan Lingli, and cut it into the sawdust of the puppet's head.

"Boom!"

One stroke of Wulong sword only left a shallow trace in the sawdust.

The blue wood is too hard. Shen Lang can only cut a little wood chips every time he attacks. He has been busy for several hours and finally split the interlayer in his head.

It turns out that the thing shining in the interlayer is a white jade token!

Shen Lang was surprised and pleased. He immediately took the token out of the mezzanine and looked at it.

The jade brand has an ancient and simple shape with a strange energy fluctuation. It is also engraved with the word "Penglai".

"This is the token. That's right!" Shen Lang is sure.

Although he found the token that the red blood ancestor said, Shen Lang felt that he could not use it if he had one.

Penglai fairy mountain has always been a legend in the sky sea. No one has ever seen it. Where does Shen Lang know how to get to Penglai mountain.

There are no illusory things to think about. Shen Lang is more concerned about how he can leave the enclosed space?

Zaizai watched carefully for a while, and Shen Lang found the weakest cyclone in Xianyuan space, just floating in the mid air, moving slowly.

Shen Lang takes a deep breath, transforms the main spiritual root into the Yin spiritual root, and urges the Wulong sword with all his strength.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the Wulong sword is more than ten meters long, the body of the sword is covered with layers of gray light, roaring and trembling.

"Cut!"

With a murmur of Shen Lang, Wulong sword, carrying a lot of gray light, chopped towards the space cyclone like a startled goose.

"Boom!"

Wulong sword hit the space cyclone and made a deafening roar. The whole space of the ruins of Xianyuan was shaking.

The space cyclone slightly cracked a finger sized opening, but it closed again.

"Damn it, I can't!"

Shen wave smashed zazui. With his current attack strength, he could not tear the space cyclone apart and open the channel.

He didn't believe in evil. Instead, he urged thunder beads and other magic weapons to attack in turn.

After attacking for an hour or two, Shen Lang's magic power is almost exhausted. In the best case, he can only tear out the size of a slap, which can't hold his body shape.