I lived two hundred years

Chapter 289
Because Shi Yuwang tried his best to control it, the power of pain that escaped was no longer so strong.

Of course, this is relative.

In fact, Baguio Chi's "Blissful Realm" can only barely maintain this level of pain.From time to time, some painful power will escape from her for the second time.

However, the power of pain that has been filtered twice will only make people uncomfortable, but it will not harm passers-by.

The joint efforts of Shi Yuwang and Baguio Chi are still effective.

Suddenly, the three of them stopped their movements and looked out of Fucheng together.

"This aura...what kind of monster is it?" Biyaochi started to explore, and asked, "Should we go and have a look?"

Shi Yuwang was indecisive and looked at Shen Lang.

Shen Lang frowned.

He didn't know the origin of the King of Ghouls, but Shen Lang was able to recognize it as the root of the secret technique of killing corpses.

After all, this is not the first time he has dealt with the secret art of killing corpses.

"Could it be someone from the Nangong family who summoned the root of the secret technique of cutting corpses?" Shen Lang thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Let's not join in the fun. Find out the dead old man first. He hid it so well Deep, I really think I am an old turtle."

Shen Lang kicked a nearby tree dissatisfied.

The tree was overwhelmed immediately, creaked, and fell down.

"Strange. I obviously didn't use any force."

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows.

He is very confident in his control.

There is no reason for the tree to be kicked down by him.

unless……

With a thought in Shen Lang's mind, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

The trail with fallen leaves disappeared, leaving only endless trees.

At a glance, there are vibrant greens everywhere, and no other embellishments can be found.

"When did you discover the formation eye?" Biyaochi looked at Shen Lang in surprise, "I thought you couldn't figure out the position of the formation eye, so you were bluffing me. You are a professional liar."

"I said it was a coincidence, do you believe it?" Shen Lang rubbed his nose.

Baguio Chi shook his head and said: "There are no coincidences in this world. Things that seem to be coincidences are actually predestined things."

"Maybe."

Shen Lang clapped his hands and looked at the boundless forest, as if he was going to do something big.

"Why is the old man Hanhe so afraid of being found?" Biyao Chi glanced at him, only feeling dizzy, and complained, "So many formations just make people feel irritable, and they can't stop guys with ulterior motives at all."

"He has already made it clear that he doesn't want to see us. If we come to the door by force like this, we are considered bad customers. You shouldn't complain so much." Shen Lang said, kicking at will.

As expected, he kicked down a nearby tree without much effort.

With the fall of the big tree, the surrounding environment changed again and became a green mountain.

Although there are trees here, the green mainly comes from the grass.

No matter on the top of the mountain or at the foot of the mountain, there is a kind of grass that Shen Lang has never seen before.

It looks like a palm, tightly grasping the ground, and it can grow no matter what terrain, covering layer after layer.

With a thought, Shen Lang stepped hard and broke a small grass.

Immediately, the space changed again.

A big tree with five people hugging each other is located in an open space, with a circle around it.

Outside that circle, there are endless palm-shaped grasses.

And the old man Hanhe that Shen Lang was looking for on this trip was sitting on the branch of the big tree, with his back against the tree, holding a small gourd, pouring wine into his mouth one mouthful at a time.

He looked nearly seventy years old, with white hair, frowning, and a long white beard that was wet by accidentally spilled wine and stuck to his white gown.

This image is no different from an ordinary old alcoholic, it is still an ancient old alcoholic, but the old man Hanhe has a calm demeanor, which makes people unconsciously look up a few times, and the simple drinking action can also be seen Chic and willful.

Not only will you not feel disgusted, but you will be glad that you have met a wine fairy.

"The old man Hanhe is very elegant. Let us guests wander around in your formation, but drink good wine here."

Shen Lang laughed, as if he knew the old man Hanhe very well.

The old man Hanhe didn't look at him, but gave Baguiochi all his eyes.

"Little girl from Yaochi, you really become more and more beautiful the longer you grow. If it weren't for the old man, I still feel a little ashamed, and I can't help but chase you all day long and woo you."

"You're always talking nonsense. If you really like me, I'll ask you for a little help. Why do you push back and forth?"

Biyaochi raised its chest and abdomen, bent into a perfect S, and looked coldly at the old man Hanhe.

"I can't help it either." The old man Hanhe smiled wryly, "Although we are acquaintances, this rule cannot be broken. If you let go of the restriction of 'you must go through my formation', I will be annoyed to death of."

"You came all the way to Fucheng, obviously to swim in the muddy water. Are you pretending to be noble here?"

Shen Lang's voice suddenly sounded beside the old man Hanhe.

The old man Hanhe was startled, his palm was empty, and the gourd wine bottle fell into Shen Lang's hands.

Shen Lang sat down next to the old man Hanhe, took a sip of the wine, and was about to speak when his face suddenly changed, and he spit out the wine with a wow.

"What kind of wine is this? Why is it so bad?"

The old man Hanhe laughed loudly, grabbed the wine bottle from Shen Lang, and said, "This is the 'star wine' I made from this 'star grass'. How is it? The taste is very special."

"Please let me drink this kind of broken wine, but I won't drink it." Shen Lang glanced at the wine bottle in the hand of the old man Hanhe with disgust, and said, "We have found you, you can't evade it now. Help me We calculate the follow-up changes of the Star Fortune Formation."

"You kid..." The old man Hanhe pointed at Shen Lang's nose, blowing his beard and staring at his eyes angrily, "This is trying to trick me. How many people are staring at the fate star fortune formation now. If I dare to stand up, I will definitely be caught 24 forces, please go drink tea. We are still friends anyway. If I hadn’t released the water, you are still wandering around in my formation. You can’t harm me.”

"The old man just likes to put on airs." Bi Yaochi yawned and said with narrowed eyes, "You have nothing to ask us for help, so you let us just come in like this?"

"Your eyes are really beautiful and sharp, and you can't hide anything from you." The old man Hanhe chuckled, stroked his beard, and said, "I dare not think about Tiancaijing, but I'm waiting for the fate, star, fortune, and fortune array to come out." The formation master has a good heart. Even if I can't get the formation map, I will copy the entire formation."

"You want a spot in our team?" Shen Lang frowned.

He has already found all five of them, but there is no place left for the old man Hanhe.

The old man Hanhe quickly waved his hand and said: "Everyone knows what is going on in the Fate Star Fortune Formation, but I dare not go in."

(End of this chapter)