Shen Lang raised his eyebrows and asked, "can you see anything, elder Zhao?"

Zhao qingtut said: "I remember the treasure is called Hunyuan pearl umbrella. This treasure has no obvious use in the human world, but it's very good to look at the spiritual world. It's a little useful to the friars in the empty period. In general, the rich and powerful sects often use this treasure seal to suppress some things. The colorful pearl on the surface of the umbrella is called "Hunyuan pearl", which has the ability of absorbing light. Can absorb a certain level of light beam, and can be urged, attack and defense integration. "

"Elder Zhao, this treasure hasn't been refined yet. It can hardly be manipulated." Shen Lang said awkwardly.

Zhao Qing nodded: "normally, you are so young. It's reasonable that you don't have time to refine. Boy, if you go out at that time, I can leave a wisp of divinity on the umbrella. With the power of my divinity, you can control the treasure within a few breath. As long as you seize the opportunity to give full play to the defense ability of the umbrella and escape to heaven, it should not be a big problem. "

"Thank you very much, master Zhao," Shen said

"It's lucky that you, a friar in the early days of the first baby, should have this level of Lingbao." Zhao Qing laughs.

Zhao Qing is a monk with such an eye. He also sees that Shen Lang is unusual. Maybe this boy can really help him achieve his wish.

After chatting for a while, Shen Lang admired Zhao Qing more and more. He felt that Zhao Qing had a broad mind and seemed to know everything.

Zhao Qing was inspired. He gave some advice on Shen Lang's cultivation. He was very useful.

"Elder Zhao, there is another thing for you to solve." Said Shen Lang, gnashing his teeth.

"Tell me what you want. I don't like to beat around the bush." Zhao Qing shrugged.

"Good."

Shen Lang asked directly, "my girlfriend has lost her memory for some reason. What's the situation, elder Zhao?"

Su Ruoxue's eyes quivered, and she was eager to know the cause of her amnesia.

Zhao Qing glanced at Su Ruoxue with his mind and frowned: "this little girl is a body of blood and spirit. The spirit did take some damage, but it didn't hinder practice. As for the reason It should be that the use of blood Charm Magic light is too frequent in a certain period of time, resulting in the consumption of part of the power of the spirit and the damage of the spirit. "

As soon as the words came out, Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue looked at each other, which was unbelievable.

Shen Lang thought about many reasons and thought that he could find the answer in shengkeng canyon. But I didn't expect that the woman was just amnesia caused by overuse of blood magic light, which really made a big Wulong.

"The spirit of blood is too powerful to be used without limitation. It is very serious that the spirit is damaged. If it is light, it will lose memory or become an idiot. If it is heavy, it will die directly. The little girl was lucky, but she lost part of her memory Zhao Qing said in a deep voice.

"Elder Zhao, is there any way for the little girl to recover her memory?" Su Ruoxue asked in a hurry.

Zhao Qing frowned: "yes, but it's hard for you to do it. Since the spirit is damaged, it's the only way to cure it. The spirit grass that can cure the spirit and soul is extremely rare, and only one kind of "Yuan soul grass" can appear in your human world, maybe it has already been extinct. "

"Yuanhuncao?" Shen Lang silently recited these three words in his heart, making sure that he had never heard of this kind of spiritual grass, and there was no record in the ancient books.

Shen Lang is disappointed, but he knows the reason why Su Ruoxue lost her memory.

When I visit other Xiuzhen continents in the future, I may find some clues of yuanhuncao.

Su Ruoxue's heart was also relieved. It turned out that she was so forgetful. In this way, Shen Lang has a bottom in her heart. She was always afraid that men would do something stupid.

Shen Lang has no obsession in his heart, but he still doesn't want to give up. One day, he will let Su Ruoxue recover his previous memory.

For the time being, they are in the belly of ancient megaliths, waiting for the best time.

In a flash, a week passed.

These days, Shen Lang is not idle either. He concentrates on refining the sky blue magic sand.

Before that, the Tianlan shensha was polluted by the blood devil butterfly, and its utility was greatly reduced. It must be refined again, and the impurities on the surface of shensha must be removed, so as to recover its utility.

Although shenlang can use the Pearl umbrella of Hunyuan for a short time, in order to make sure that everything is safe, it still needs the blessing of Tianlan shensha.

After a week of refining, the sky blue god sand recovered as before.

The power of Heiyan in shengkeng canyon has been weakened a lot, but after so many days of burning, the body of ancient megalith can not be supported any more.

The surrounding stone walls are cracked layer upon layer, and the dense cracks are startling, as if they would crack once touched.

In the space, the ancient stone heart leaping sound is also weakened a lot.

"Click!"

A week later, in the early morning, the stone wall in the belly of the ancient megalith finally cracked.

The hot waves poured into the space like molten slurry. Shen Lang and Su Ruoxue immediately opened their eyes from meditation and stood up.

Shen Lang quickly urges Tian LAN Shen Sha to cover himself and Su Ruoxue, and takes Hunyuan pearl umbrella out of the storage ring and holds it in his hand.

Zhao Qing said lazily, "well, it's time. Hurry up and get out. I'm on my way."

Shen Lang's face was solemn, and he bit his teeth and said, "master, do you really decide to sit on your own? This ancient giant stone beast should not have died so much. The elder generation can extend the time for the spirits to survive for several months. "

"What's the difference between a few more months of existence? You don't have to think too much. I've lived enough. If the monks don't enter, they will die! Most of the spiritual world of practice ended up in a desperate situation. It's better to be self-conscious than to die under heaven's punishment. " Zhao Qing said quietly.

"Take care, elder!"

Shen Lang is rather sad. He thinks Zhao Qing is a good man. If they are the same generation as Zhao Qing, they may become close friends.

"Take care!" Su Ruoxue also bowed slightly, with a heavy face.

"Hahaha, the last thing, don't forget the wish I mentioned to you before." Zhao Qing laughed a long time, and the ghost shadow flew into Shen Lang's Pearl umbrella.

In a flash, the colorful umbrella suddenly released dazzling rays, like the sun! A series of spiritual inscriptions appear on the surface.

Shen Lang immediately felt that the umbrella in his hand was already psychic and contained huge power, which could not prevent him from trembling.

"I can't last long. What are you waiting for? Now! " Zhao Qing's voice came from the umbrella.

"Good!"

Shen Lang responds with a sound, and frantically infuses spirit power into Hunyuan pearl umbrella.

After nearly draining all the spiritual power in Shen Lang's body, the umbrella finally made a loud roar, which soared to tens of meters wide, releasing rainbow like seven colors of sunlight.

Shen Lang grabs Su Ruoxue's small hand, raises the Hunyuan pearl umbrella, and rushes towards the ancient megalith like the wind.