Chapter 80

"Plop!!!"

Shen Lang didn't know how high he fell, but he was dizzy and couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

There was no good injury, which became more serious.

Shen Lang lay quietly on the cold ground, running three points to return to vitality, and slowly recuperated his body.

Fortunately, he did not faint. If he did, I'm afraid the consequences would be unimaginable.

"My grass, this NIMA, since he came to the wusheng mountain, he seems to be in bad luck. When he first entered the mountain, he was chased by a python. Now he doesn't know where he fell. Does the wusheng mountain follow me?"

Shen Lang, such a calm person, can't help but burst out rude words. It's really what happened recently. It's too targeted at him.

Then Shen Lang spirit entered the system and looked for healing pills in the store.

In fact, he wanted to exchange the healing pills in the system for a long time, but he was silent after he saw those pills in the system. NIMA, a bottle of ordinary Xuan healing pills in the store cost thousands of points. As for those better pills, they are astronomical. Even he saw dragon Yuan and Phoenix blood.

Item: Longyuan.

Source: Fengyun

Effect: prolong the service life for 1000 years and instantly cure all injuries.

Price: one million kill points.

Seeing the price, Shen Lang was speechless. The price of the dragon Yuan was sky high. However, after seeing the effect, he felt that it was not expensive. A thing that can prolong life by a thousand years against the sky is not too much. In the world of Zhenwu mainland, even the world-class strong in Xianwu can live for a thousand years, The rest can only rely on maintaining the invincibility of Qi and blood or Tiancai Dibao to delay the life. Even some strong Xianwu people in their later years will close the dead pass and try to reduce their activities to keep their Qi and blood from consuming too fast.

.............

"Shujin Huoluo pill."

"No."

"Shaolin returns the pill."

"No."

"Jiuhua Yulu pill."

"Eh!"

When he saw Jiuhua Yulu pill, Shen Lang's eyes lit up. The Jiuhua Yulu pill was not only cheap, but also effective.

Item: Jiuhua Yulu pill

Source: Legend of Shooting Heroes

Efficacy: treat internal injury

Price: 650 kill points, one bottle, seven per bottle.

Then Shen Lang waved his hand and exchanged a bottle of Jiuhua Yulu pill without hesitation.

The price of a nine flower jade dew pill is about 100 points, seven in a bottle and about 700 killing points, which is exactly the range that Shen Lang can consume.

Fortunately, Zhao Qi and Yan Tian killed at the same time, otherwise he might not be able to afford it.

Take a Jiuhua Yulu pill. After absorbing the medicine, Shen Lang can finally barely move normally.

Jiuhua Yulu pill can't be eaten more. You can only eat one pill a day. If you eat more, the efficacy will not be superimposed.

At this time, Shen Lang had time to look around.

It seems to be a palace. It is dark and dark around. There is no light. It is strange and gloomy. The whole hall can only hear Shen Lang's breathing.

Looking up, I couldn't see the top at all. They were covered by endless darkness.

Shen Lang secretly estimated the time when he fell to the ground from above, and came to the conclusion that the lowest height must be about 100 meters.

Then he smacked his tongue secretly. Fortunately, in this life, he has martial arts and his body is different from ordinary people. Otherwise, he would be disabled if he fell from a height of more than 100 meters.

"Anyone?"

The echo boomed, and the whole palace was his echo.

In fact, Shen Lang also knows that there should be no one here, otherwise someone would have come out long ago, but people are in an unknown environment and always find ways to comfort themselves.

Shen Lang's idea at this time is that there would rather be ghosts here than be alone.

In his previous life, he remembered that someone had done experiments. A person could persist in a silent room for a few days. The final result was that seven days was the limit of a normal person, and one more day would lead to mental collapse.

Although Shen Lang only stayed for a while, he couldn't help raising a touch of fear after thinking of it.

Shen Lang was not a man waiting to die. His fingers kept knocking on the wall of the palace and walked forward in the dark.

He wants to see if he can find an exit and get out of here.

I don't know how long he walked. Suddenly, there was a creak under his feet. Then he felt that he seemed to have stepped on something.

Shen Lang looked unchanged. Looking down, a piece of dead man's white bone appeared in front of him.

Then he looked forward along the white bones and vaguely saw that there were many white bones in front of him.

"Where the hell is this? Why are there so many dead bones?"

After walking on for about ten minutes, Shen Lang finally came to the end.

This is another palace, but this palace is different from the place he just stayed.

When he stepped into the palace, the oil lamps on the surrounding walls suddenly lit up, and then the face of the whole hall appeared in Shen Lang's eyes.

"Hiss!!!"

"This can't be a sutra Pavilion. Why are there so many books?"

Shen Lang saw that bookshelves were everywhere around the whole hall. Countless books were displayed on the bookshelves, and countless magic weapons were neatly placed around.

Shen Lang calmed down his excitement, stepped to a bookshelf and picked up a martial arts script named ghost Jue.

But before Shen Lang looked through it, the ghost book turned into debris and flew out of his fingers.

"This..."

Shen Lang's worry happened. When he first saw these books, he guessed that they existed many years ago. These books have not been maintained and will not be corrupted over time.

Then Shen Lang picked up several more books, basically the same as the first one, which were broken into a pile of paper scraps, and the magic weapons placed around were also rotten into a pile of scrap iron, which cooled his blood.

Shen Lang has already guessed a little about this.

When Shen Lang found a letter written in the skin of a monster on a skeleton, Shen Lang was finally sure where it was.

Wusheng sect forbidden area, wusheng palace.

This is the place where the past leaders of wusheng sect and the supreme elders closed their doors.

Since the war in ancient times, the leader of wusheng church knew that the general situation was over, so he took a group of middle and high-level churches and hid in this wusheng palace.

The original intention of wusheng sect leader is to hide for a period of time and then go out and make a comeback. Unfortunately, he underestimated the determination of those righteous forces. Although the large forces of those righteous forces withdrew, they still left experts outside.

In this way, with the passage of time, the experts of wushengjiao also died one by one. Although some of them are immortal martial arts and some are virtual environments, they can open the valley for a period of time, but they can't open the valley forever. In the end, all the experts of wushengjiao have no choice but to sit in the underground palace.

After reading the introduction on the animal skin, Shen Lang sighed. To tell the truth, it was really miserable. Even the last master was trapped and died here.

The experience of wushengjiao was similar to that of the ten elders of the demon sect in a martial arts novel of the first generation. They were trapped in Siguo cliff of Huashan Mountain. Finally, they tried their best to die in order to find a way to escape.

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