As soon as Shen Lang's eyebrows are lifted, this person should be Li Xuan, the "Tieguai Li" in the picture of worshipping immortals.

Li Xuan ranks 22nd in the Tianting star game, and is quite powerful. Shen Lang guesses that Li Xuan, who appears in front of him, may be a ghost left in the picture of worshiping immortals.

All the powerful people in the real fairyland are interested in leaving the ghost, leaving only a few strands that have no impact on themselves. After sitting in the avatar, they can become a little consolation for their sentimental life.

Of course, not all the strong have this habit. For example, Yang Jian, the God of Erlang, has never left any soul in his life. Otherwise, the real king's palace would not know that it is a solitary statue.

"Younger generation Shen Lang, have seen elder Li Xuan!"

Shen Lang respectfully saluted the lame old man, but the old man didn't pay any attention to it, so he walked forward directly around Shen Lang and continued to sing songs in his mouth.

"Senior Li Xuan, please wait!"

Shen Lang is stupefied for a while and chases up quickly. Who knows that the lame old man walked faster and faster, as fast as he could fly, and Shen Lang accelerated his speed. He ran with all his strength to catch up with the lame old man, and shouted: "elder Li Xuan, I have no intention, but I heard that the painting can be made, so come in and have a look."

Li Xuan did not slow down, he said with a smile: "Oh? It's a pity that your cultivation is too weak and your bone age is too young. My painting is not for you to see. "

As soon as the voice fell, Li Xuan's speed increased a little.

Seeing that the distance between Shen Lang and Li Xuan was constantly widening, Shen Lang was worried and shouted: "I hope you can give me some face when I teach Taiyi immortal."

As soon as the words came out, Li Xuan slowed down, looked back at Shen Lang and said with a smile: "Oh, are you the elder disciple of Taiyi?" Shen Lang was also in a hurry to join the doctor just now. He said that he was the apprentice of real Taiyi. Seeing that his words really attracted Li Xuan's attention, he immediately said, "I have several connections with Taiyi, and I don't know whether I am his disciple or not."

"Good boy, please show me what a treasure this old cripple is!"

Li Xuan said with a slow smile, and then he opened his mouth and blew a breeze towards the waves.

In a flash, Shen Lang felt that the stagnant chaotic power in the soul began to move slightly.

Shen Lang knows that this is an opportunity for Li Xuan to show himself. He takes a deep breath and immediately sacrifices Guangtian palace, a golden Mini palace rotating at a high speed in the palm of his hand.

It's not over yet. Shen Lang forces the spirit of the purple flame snake tooth fire spear to come out and gather it in front of him. The three pointed spear blade bursts out the golden flame spear, the purple fire in the shape of a tassel, with extraordinary momentum!

The immortals and the spirits are integrated, so Shen Lang can still sacrifice these two treasures in the painting.

In particular, it has been more than a thousand years since the last time the spirit came out.

Shen Lang has kept it in his body for such a long time. In addition, now he has achieved a breakthrough in cultivation of human beings and immortals, and his soul power has greatly increased. Although it can not promote the ability of artifact and spirit, it can barely drive the spirit to break through the body.

When Li Xuan saw Shen Lang take out the Guangtian palace, his turbid eyes were already shining. When he saw the purple flame snake tooth fire point gun, his face finally changed: "the fire point gun spirit of the third prince? Strange... " Before Shen Lang could answer, Li Xuan said to himself: "I understand, old cripple. After the death of the third prince, senior Taib took away the spirit of the fire spear and gave it to you. In this way, senior Taiyi survived in the war of annihilation! "

It's just that a spear spirit can quickly associate so many things. Shen Lang admired Li Xuan's wisdom and cleverness and nodded: "the old master is right, and the Taiyi master is still alive."

"It doesn't look as bad outside as I thought."

With a sigh, Li Xuan stopped running and fell under a big tree.

Shen Lang finally breathed a sigh of relief. After taking away the two treasures, he came to Li Xuan and said respectfully, "Master Li Xuan, can you believe what the younger generation said now?"

Li Xuan smiled but didn't speak. He picked up the gourd in his hand and was about to drink it. But the gourd was empty, so he frowned and said, "Hey, boy, the old lame man is thirsty. Use this basket to help me fill some water to quench my thirst!"

With that, Li Xuan took out a basket of flowers and threw it to Shen Lang.

Shen Lang is full of doubts. Do you need to quench your thirst?

Soon, he responded. Maybe the other side is testing himself.

"Why don't you use the gourd to hold water?" Shen Lang asked curiously.

"I can't hold water in my gourd, I can't hold water." Li Xuan shook his head repeatedly, with a look of disgust.

"Oh."

Shen Lang answered and took the basket from Li Xuan.

"Remember to fill a basket and come back." Li Xuan did not forget to give an order.

Shen Lang was a little confused, but he nodded: "OK, I'll wait here for a moment. I'll come when I go."

With that, Shen Lang picked up the basket and headed for the river ahead.

The flower basket Li Xuan gave him is no different from the ordinary flower basket. It is made of wood strips. There are many small holes in the bottom. If you use this thing to hold water, it will leak completely.

After taking away the spirit of guangtiangong and huojiangunqi, Shen Lang's body has become empty again now, unable to take a shortcut with Shentong. Shen Lang glanced at the riverside and saw the green and green lotus leaves on the other side of the river. He realized something. He immediately picked some of them and wrapped them in lotus leaves. Finally, he filled a basket of water and brought it to Li Xuan: "please use it, old master."

Li Xuan took the basket and drank it completely. He clapped his stomach and said with a smile, "you are really spiritual. I used this method to test many disciples. You are the only one who came up with the fastest way." "You are not only the disciple of senior Taiyi, but also the same as Erlang Zhenjun. It's also reasonable for you to have this painting. In addition, your kid has a good aptitude and cultivates a Taoist heart. The old cripple can't make trouble for you any more. I'll see two immortal ancestors later. Don't neglect them! "

Before Shen Lang could ask questions, Li Xuan sang the mysterious ballad again.

Singing and singing, the clouds in the sky billow, suddenly down a large area of colorful Xiaguang, flying a blue ox and a white crane.

On the top of the blue bull sat an old man in a Taoist robe with a crane hair and a childlike face. The old man's facial features were indistinct, and a huge seven color halo was shining behind him, just like a divine light coming into the world and penetrating the sky!

Immortal, ancient, mysterious, profound There are not many words to describe the feeling brought by this Taoist robe elder, as if he had been integrated with heaven and earth, which he is!

On the white crane's back sat an old man in a green robe. He could not see his face clearly. His whole body was covered with dazzling white light, which made people face up to him. "Li Xuan pays homage to the master and Bodhi immortal ancestor!" Li Xuan looked solemn and bowed to the two old men in the sky.