I lived two hundred years

Chapter 419
Those flowers didn't understand what Shen Lang was talking about, but it didn't prevent them from charging with Shen Lang.

Although they were influenced by Shen Lang at the beginning, they have long been addicted to it after experiencing the joy of teaching lambs a lesson.

They don't think that wolves are stronger than sheep, and if they can teach lambs a lesson, they may not be able to teach cubs a lesson.

As long as you follow Shen Lang, nothing can stop them.

The melee broke out again.

The muscular arms fully demonstrate the strength of the muscles.

A wolf may stand against two or three arms, but how can a flower have only two or three petals?
The battle situation is no different from before.

The Scorpio easily crushed the wolves and became the final winner.

"Do you still dare to pick flowers in the future?"

Shen Lang dissipated his strength, regained the appearance of a beautiful flower, stood on the head of a comatose little wolf, and laughed loudly at the wolves.

"Don't dare, dare not, never dare again."

Said a little wolf with a golden collar waiting with big watery eyes.

Shen Lang nodded in satisfaction.

Immediately, a dreamy bubble emerged, wrapped Shen Lang in it, and flew towards the sky continuously.

The dream bubble got deeper and higher, and finally, the brilliance flashed and disappeared.

Chi Nijian and the others knew that Shen Lang broke through the formation, but there was still a faint worry in their hearts.

The formation of the Eternal Corpse Saint is too bizarre, which always makes them feel uneasy.

Shen Lang didn't have as many ideas as they did.

He is an old acquaintance with the Eternal Corpse Saint.

Back then, he had just become a zombie and couldn't control his bloodthirsty impulse. He spent three years in a muddleheaded life as a monster who killed people and drank blood, until he met an unpredictable and strange old man who helped him learn self-control.

Although it was strange that the old man didn't say it clearly at the beginning, after many contacts, Shen Lang also recognized his identity.

They are not dating in the identity of Floating Boat in the Sea of ​​Blood and Eternal Corpse Saint, but more like a pair of year-end friends.

Shen Lang didn't change his words, and kept calling "Old Man" and "Old Man".

The Eternal Corpse Saint seemed to accept it angrily every time.

At this moment, they repeated the scene of meeting each time.

"Brat, show me some respect and don't call me an old man. Don't you know what it means to respect the old and love the young? This is the traditional virtue of the Chinese nation."

"Old man, don't be so fussy, you look like an old woman. Could it be that you went to Siam for surgery without me knowing?"

"Stinky boy, I need to clean up."

The old and the young started chasing each other on a piece of grass noisily.

In the end, the Eternal Corpse Saint, relying on the interests of the landlord, hit Shen Lang on the head with a mallet and won the victory.

"Old man, what are you trying to do with this?"

Shen Lang pointed around speechlessly.

At this time, after he broke the formation, he did not leave the formation, but entered the depths of the formation.

Although this place is different from just now, it is in the same line, full of dreamy atmosphere.

"Recently, I studied illusion with the boy from Neverland, and I just tried it with you. How is the effect?"

As the corpse saint said, he snapped his fingers, turned into a sofa out of thin air, leaned back, and fell on it.

"Illusion?" Shen Lang looked at the sofa and the surrounding grass in surprise, "Could it be fake? Impossible. My feeling can't be wrong. These are all real."

"Illusions are not necessarily fake." Wangu Corpse Saint laughed.

He looked like a rough old man with a bit of Frankenstein.In fact, he can also be regarded as a "Frankenstein" in the practice world.

Many innovative theories in the practice world have been handed down from him.It is said that the emergence of the scientific cultivation method of Yunwu Pavilion on Lushan Mountain is also related to him.

When Shen Lang heard the words, he immediately understood what new research results he had. He changed his mind and asked, "Could it be the legendary 'borrowing the fake to cultivate the real, and turning the fictitious into the real'?"

"That's right. You're very talented. Why don't you just stop running around outside and come and do research with me." The Ancient Corpse Saint patted Shen Lang's shoulder appreciatively, and sincerely invited.

Shen Lang flatly refused.

"I'm sorry. In the colorful world, my fair lady is my pursuit."

"I think you just want to sleep late. You slacker." Eternal Corpse Sage hated iron and steel, "I don't know if it is a bad habit you picked up when you were a prince, or a sequelae of becoming a corpse. Sleepiness is not a good habit. .How about I help you find a way to cure it."

"No need." Shen Lang quickly waved his hands, "Sleeping is one of my hobbies in life, if I can't sleep, what's the fun in living?"

"Stinky boy, are you talking about a pun?" Wan Gu Corpse Sage narrowed his eyes.

Shen Lang shook his head: "No."

"Go to the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. Brat, tell me, what's the matter for you to come to me?" The Eternal Corpse Saint didn't continue, and asked, "Isn't it because of the Dragon Valley?"

"Of course not." Shen Lang gave Wangu Corpse Saint a strange look, "They just want to get back the White Crane Sword. Why should I intervene? Don't tell me, you ruined his corpse?"

"Joke. Will I break him? I have revived him long ago." Eternal Corpse Saint said dissatisfied.

"Then why don't you let him go back? People from the Dragon Valley have to come and look for it." Shen Lang asked strangely.

The Eternal Corpse Saint did not shy away from it, and told Shen Lang about Bai Hejian and Gu Qing.

Shen Lang was taken aback, he didn't expect these two people to walk together.

Although there was a little sign in the folding space of Vientiane, Shen Lang only regarded it as an illusion.

"What is your plan for bringing them here? Why didn't you see the two of them?" Shen Lang asked strangely.

"The mountain people have their own clever schemes. Tell me about you. What do you want from me?" Wangu Corpse Saint stroked his beard, with the attitude of a master of Taoism.

Shen Lang didn't delve too deeply into it, and said, "I got clues about the Holy Land of the Corpse Race from Hades. Do you think that person will be there?"

"That person..." Wangu Corpse Saint's face suddenly became solemn, and he shook his head, "She has left the corpse clan long ago. You may be able to find clues about her there, but it is impossible to meet her in person."

"Are you aware of the prison gate's conspiracy against the corpse clan?" Shen Lang asked suddenly.

"The human race needs a big battle." The Eternal Corpse Sage sighed and said, "However, it was a mistake to choose the corpse race. They still underestimated the strength of the corpse race. Once the human race and the corpse race start a war, the outcome will not be decided for the time being. But the supremacy of the human race will definitely not be guaranteed. The monster race and the witch race have waited for this opportunity for too long."

The Eternal Corpse Saint didn't mention the demons, because the demons were born with a huge disadvantage, they were disliked by the Dao of Heaven, and they couldn't develop at all.

"I want to stop this big battle." Shen Lang closed his eyes and spoke lightly.

"The human race needs a big battle." Eternal Corpse Saint reiterated again, "This is the general trend."

"But as you said, the corpse clan is too strong." Shen Lang said, "I will let people see the strength of the corpse clan and choose other targets."

(End of this chapter)