Although Shen Lang thought that bluestone would not deceive himself, he believed that it was man-made.

Shen Lang doesn't want him to join a certain sect or something as soon as he comes up.

Just now, Qingshi said that this place is "west of Qianqiu peak". Shen Lang simply flies to a more peripheral place to avoid some threats as much as possible.

Shen Lang releases his divine sense while flying. He hopes to find one or two towns and inquire about the basic information of the real fairyland.

After flying for half a day, Shen Lang didn't meet any friars. Instead, he saw a mortal village in the mountain. There were many ordinary people living in the village who didn't practice.

There are many houses and houses in the mountains, many pedestrians walk around, children play, and many farmers are busy with farm work.

It was noon, and there was smoke in some cottages.

"My God, there are mortals in the real fairyland?"

Shen Lang is completely stupid.

In desperation, Shen Lang came down to the mountain village to ask for information.

"Immortal Here comes the immortal! "

In the village, a man carrying water looked at the waves falling from the sky, and he was shocked.

At one time, a large number of farmers poured out of the houses of the village, with a total of 5600 people. They stopped to look at the waves in the sky, their faces were frightened.

There was a hustle and bustle in the crowd, and a white haired old man came out and crushed a blue talisman.

A blue light barrier covers all villagers and protects them.

Shen Lang picked his eyebrows and saw that it was a powerful defense technique. Unexpectedly, these mountain villagers had such high-end talismans.

The response of these villagers was very vigilant. It was not the first time that they met the friars.

"See you!"

The white haired old man, who seemed to be the village head, bowed to the waves.

Then, a large number of villagers bowed respectfully to the waves in the air.

"Don't be afraid. I don't have a purpose. I just want to ask something." Shen Lang said in a positive tone.

The village head breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "if you have anything to ask, just say it clearly, and the little old man knows it."

"Let me ask you, is this really fairyland?" Shen Lang asked seriously. He wanted to confirm it again.

"Of course, this is the real fairyland. Why did you ask..."

The village head was surprised, but Shen Lang could not have asked such an idiot question.

Shen Lang frowns. Even these mortals know that it's the real fairyland. There must be no mistake.

"Do you know where it is? Is there a town where immortals live nearby? " Shen Lang asked.

"Back to Xianjun, this is the Qianqiu peak in the west of Meishan. As for the town where immortals live I'm sorry, the little old man is just a village man and doesn't know these things. " The village head shook his head and said frankly.

Shen Lang continued to ask, "where did you come from just now? It's hard for ordinary people like you to survive here. "

As soon as the words came out, the village head trembled and was extremely vigilant. However, he explained respectfully: "return to the immortal, the talisman is from our ancestors. There is no spirit in our place, so there are no poisonous insects and beasts. Thanks to this, we can reproduce. "

"According to you, are your ancestors immortals? And why doesn't this place have aura? Are there many places like this in fairyland? " Shen Lang asks questions one after another.

The village head explained hurriedly: "our ancestors are not omnipotent immortals like you. They are just immortals. The real fairyland suffered a catastrophe many years ago. Since then, the spirit of fairyland has withered and declined, and there is no spirit in many places. "

"As time goes on, there are fewer and fewer monks in the real world. Where there is no aura, the friars can't practice. After countless years of evolution, the friars become mortals, as we have done, they have multiplied. "

Shen waves nodded slightly, finally knowing some useful information.

I didn't expect that the war of annihilation had such an impact on the real fairyland.

Baize once said that today's real fairyland is like a ruin. If you want to find some cultivation resources, it's like picking up rubbish in the ruins!

Shen Lang wants to ask some more questions about the friars of the fairyland and the clan. The village head knows nothing about it, so he has to give up.

However, Shen Lang can see what the village head seems to have concealed intentionally, otherwise he will not behave so unnaturally.

But the other side is just ordinary people. Shen Lang doesn't like bullying the weak and doesn't care too much.

If you want to get more information, you must find other monks to understand.

When Shen Lang wanted to leave the village, two voices suddenly came from the sky.

"Daoyou, since you are here, don't hurry to leave!"

"Hahaha, I caught a friar flying up this time. Take him back to the stronghold leader. The stronghold leader will be very happy!"

When Shen Lang heard these two strange laughter, his face suddenly turned cold and he shouted, "where is the monk sneaking around?"

As soon as the roar fell, the two lights came down from the sky and floated over the village.

Here are two half immortals in strange clothes.

One of them is a middle-aged man with seven colors of armor and a big body.

Another young man was wearing a black feather suit and a feather hairpin on his head. His temperament was soft and his dress was strange.

"Ha ha, two immortal gentlemen, you can count. This time, the fish finally got hooked! "

The village head knelt down to salute the two half immortals in the sky, and his face was full of compliments.

All the villagers fell to their knees and bowed down.

"Well done. I'll give you a hundred years of food." The young armor man threw out a storage bag and dropped it outside the shield.

The village head was overjoyed and hurriedly climbed out of the light shield to pick up the storage bag. Then he quickly hid in the light shield for fear of being hurt.

The storage bag contains food for all villagers to consume for a hundred years. Most of them are dead fierce birds and beasts. If they are put in the storage bag, they will not rot.

When Shen Lang's eyes shrunk, he finally saw why.

He used to wonder, how could there be a village in this wilderness? It turned out to be a lure.

Every friar flying up will come down to inquire about the mysterious mortal village. At the beginning, the village head crushed the talisman. In addition to the ability of defense, he also had the ability of communication. He immediately informed the rock village not far from here.

In the sky, the half immortal youth wearing feather clothes glanced at the waves and said in a yin and judo voice: "Hey, flying boy, as long as you accept the" slave seal "and join our rock stronghold, we will not hurt you. Otherwise, when we catch you, you will be tortured to death! "

Shen Lang's face did not move. He calmly asked, "Panshi stronghold? That's the place? "

The strong man of armor hummed in the air way: "the debris just rising is just ignorant! Young man, listen to me. Panshi stronghold is the largest alliance of scattered cultivation in Qianqiu peak. Our stronghold leader is an expert in the later half immortal period. You can look up to him when he pulls you in. You'd better know better, or... "

Before the other side finished speaking, Shen Lang sneered, "I advise you two fools to understand each other, and disappear from my eyes quickly, or you will be responsible for the consequences!"