"Swish swish swish!" The nine broken Lei Ze splitting swords turned into eighty-one sword lights, lingering around Shen Lang's body and spinning rapidly.

"It's indeed the master's sword technique!" The ghost mother of the Styx exclaimed with an excited expression. She bowed to Shen Lang: "I'm paying homage to the young master!" Shen Lang was startled, and was stunned at first, then immediately stepped forward to help the ghost mother of the Styx, and said in shock: "Senior, you are..." "Yun Henzi is the master of the old slave.

The master did tell me a hundred years ago that there might be a human monk who would come to the Nanyuan land, so that I could pay more attention. That person should be you, Young Master!" The ghost mother of the Styx smiled.

"But I... I don't really worship Senior Yunhenzi as my master, and I don't know if Senior Yunhenzi will accept me as my disciple.

"Shen Lang said cautiously, he didn't want to make any mistakes.

"The master has never accepted disciples in his life. Since you have recognized you as your disciple, it is also worth calling you "Young Master!" The young master doesn't have to worry too much.

"The Ghost Mother of the Styx said in a deep voice.

Shen Lang didn't understand what was going on, but he could only make a default decision.

The Ghost Mother of the Styx saw the doubts in Shen Lang and said, "Please go to the hall to take a shower and change clothes first. The old slave will take you to see the master later.

""Let me...thank you senior!" Shen Lang had no choice but to respond. The other party is so powerful, there is no need to play with him.

"By the way, young master, please put this item in the storage ring, and do not be noticed by others.

"The Ghost Mother of the Styx handed the goddess blood in her hand to Shen Lang again and said solemnly.

Shen Lang nodded slightly, spit out the storage ring he had swallowed into his stomach, put it on his hand, and then put the goddess' blood into the storage ring.

"Roar!" The Xuanming Black Snake on the shore was still roaring.

"Damn beast, I almost killed the young master. Go back to the Styx! I will recognize the person next time!" The ghost mother of the Styx swept a black light and knocked the huge Xuanming black snake into the Styx.

Shen Lang was shocked.

"Young Master, please come with the old slave!" Then, the ghost mother of the Styx led the terrified Shen Lang into the Ghost Mother Hall.

The ground and walls in the palace are also condensed by black crystals. This seems to be not an ordinary crystal, emitting a trace of black air, which is harmful to the body of ordinary monks.

The ghost mother of the Styx saw that Shen Lang's body was constantly overflowing from the Holy Yang battle aura to resist the surrounding aura, she waved her hand and condensed a gray light, covering Shen Lang like a whirlwind, preventing him from the erosion of black gas.

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief. The Holy Yang War Qi in his body had lasted for so long and was almost exhausted.

The palace was dark, with only a few candles lit up, and the scene was quite strange.

The Styx ghost mother took out a bathtub from the storage ring, then took out another jade bottle, and poured a drop of golden liquid into the bathtub.

In an instant, the golden liquid turned into a large amount of golden water, filling the entire bathtub.

"Young Master, please!" The Ghost Mother of the Styx said respectfully to Shen Lang, and then walked out of the hall.

Shen Lang looked at the golden liquid in the bathtub, and a trace of strangeness appeared on his face.

In short, the other party respectfully calls Yun Henzi the master and should not harm him.

Shen Lang's clothes had long been corroded by the Styx River water, and now they are naked and have entered the bathtub directly.

"Hiss!" Soaked in the golden liquid, Shen Lang couldn't help hissing, feeling that his skin was as if it was watered by slurry, extremely irritating and uncomfortable.

However, after a stimulation, Shen Lang found that the golden juice had penetrated into his skin, like a warm current, nourishing every skin, blood, bones, meridians, and indescribable enjoyment.

As the golden juice continued to moisten the body, Shen Lang felt that his body and even his soul were nourished.

After soaking in the bathtub for a while, Shen Lang's previously consumed energy completely recovered and his hidden illness completely disappeared.

Even his cultivation level has been significantly improved! The spiritual power in Shen Lang's dantian has grown stronger.

This golden juice must be some kind of top treasure in the ancient spiritual world, and it actually has such a terrifying effect.

The Ghost Mother of the Styx gave Shen Lang a big gift.

After absorbing all the golden juice and medicine in the bathtub, Shen Lang was energetic and radiant. He changed into a clean white robe and then walked out of the hall.

The Ghost Mother of the Styx was waiting outside the hall. When she saw Shen Lang coming out, she took out a silver teleportation talisman from the storage ring and crushed it directly.

A space cyclone suddenly appeared in the air, and the Ghost Mother of the Styx burst out a black light into the space cyclone.

The black light tore a crack in the space, and the ghost mother of the Styx said to Shen Lang: "Young Master, please follow the old slave.

"Shen Lang took a step forward and followed the Ghost Mother of the Styx. The two passed through the cracks in the space and teleported away.

The next moment.

With a "swoosh", the two teleported to a sea of ​​flowers.

At this moment, like a clear view of the sun, Shen Lang felt the illusion of breaking into another world.

It is a completely opposite scene from the River Styx just now! The sky is clear and the sun is shining brightly.

Shen Lang is currently in a sea of ​​flowers at the foot of the mountain, with colorful spiritual flowers blooming, green grass, and extremely exquisite.

The air is filled with rich Five Elements Aura. Take a deep breath and make people feel refreshed.

"This is..." Shen Lang couldn't help but exclaim.

The Ghost Mother of the Styx whispered: "This is already the territory of the Nanyuan Land, and the master's residence is right in front of him.

"Shen Lang nodded slightly and flew forward with the Ghost Mother of the Styx.

After breaking away from the spatial pressure of the Styx, I felt relaxed all over.

The sea of ​​flowers stretches for hundreds of miles, and seems to be planted by man.

Soon, the two of them arrived at the center of the sea of ​​flowers.

A bamboo house stands in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers, and a huge rock stands outside the bamboo house. On the huge rock is an old man with a silver-haired man playing chess with a boy in golden robe.

The Ghost Mother of the Styx stopped in front of the bamboo house and bowed to the silver-haired old man: "I'm paying homage to my master!" Shen Lang's heart was shocked. He had seen Yun Henzi's phantom in the human world, just like the silver-haired old man in front of him, and the other party was Yun Henzi.

"I have seen Senior Yun Henzi!" Shen Lang respectfully worshiped Yun Henzi.

No matter what, after learning Yun Henzi's Tiangang Pure Yang Sword Book, he should be given great respect to him! "Thank you for your hard work, Ghost Mother, you can leave.

"The old silver-haired man said calmly, staring at the chessboard with his eyes and falling a piece.

“Yes, master.

"The Ghost Mother of the Styx bowed and retreated, then turned into a stream of light and fled far away.

Shen Lang was a little nervous and looked up at the silver-haired old man.

The old man with silver teeth smiled at the boy opposite and said, "Jade-faced Taoist, what do you think of my disciple?" The young man with a golden robe opposite, who was wearing a white face, did not turn to Shen Lang. Instead, he looked up at the old man with silver hair and said seriously: "Blood spirit immortal body, Tiangang battle energy, and two heavenly spirit treasures... This son's talent and fortune are all top-notch, and Daoist Yunhen has a friendly look.

"Shen Lang's heart was filled with storm. The young child in front of him knew that he was a blood spirit immortal body, with Tiangang battle energy and two Tianling treasures... What kind of cultivation is this young child?: Book friends who can support monthly tickets, please try their best to support them.

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