"Taught."

Shen Lang's respectful boxing.

"If I didn't die, I would like to accept you as a disciple. Hahaha, maybe I'm not qualified enough. "

Bodhi master shook his head and said with a smile.

Shen Lang said awkwardly, "Xianzu is joking. I'm not qualified to be a disciple of Xianzu, because I'm ordinary."

"Heaven forbid to reveal. One day, you will understand your difference..."

After Bodhi said this meaningful words, the figure slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a silver hair, which fell into the dandelion on the stone platform and turned into powder.

The faint ghost of Bodhi's master finally disappeared.

Shen Lang's eyes are still mixed with a trace of doubt, and his mood can't be calm for a long time.

Sometimes, he also feels that he is different from others, but where is the difference? Shen Lang can't express it. Maybe it's like a chess piece controlled by heaven, which makes Shen Lang occasionally feel that his existence is not real.

The more you think about this, the more gloomy Shen Lang's mood is, the more he is simply lazy to think about it.

After taking a deep breath, Shen Lang bowed to the stone platform in front of him and then walked out of the hall.

Although there is no Tiandao fragment or three volumes of Tianshu in this trip to Sanxing cave, Shen Lang has gained many extremely important information and clues, such as the origin of Tiandao fragment, and the way to save the real fairyland, etc.

In addition, the most important is the improved version of the Bodhi master's heaven and earth reversed array.

For Shen Lang, he is not keen on saving the real fairyland. He just wants to take a step by step and try to protect himself and the people he attaches importance to.

No matter when and where, with more powerful cultivation and strength, Shen Lang can feel at ease.

Shen Lang walked out of fangcunshan hall, and the star eyes of yuluocha brightened. He came up with his injured body and asked, "Shen Lang, how are you? Have you seen the Bodhi master?"

Shen Lang nodded slightly and said, "I have already met the Bodhisattva and benefited a lot."

Nine head lion king empty shadow deep voice way: "master is willing to talk with you so long, it is your son's blessing."

"Thank you very much for your introduction, elder," Shen said

"You don't have to thank me. You can make the master show his spirit and prove that you are related to him. This will power left by Ben Sheng after his death also played a role. "

Nine Lion King empty shadow sighs with emotion.

"In fact, the elder can play a greater role," said yuluocha! You see, our Taoist priest is so close to Bodhi immortal. It's better to help us to the end and kill those two Luotian immortals who coveted three volumes of heavenly script for us. "

Shen Lang is a little speechless. When did he become the Taoist partner of yuluocha.

However, the Jade Pagoda is also smart. Shen Lang doesn't refute it. In case the nine spirits and the yuan sage really want to help, they and Jade Pagoda can take the shit.

"The ghost of the nine headed lion king said:" you are so beautiful. Even if you are willing, my will power can only move within the will boundary, and will dissipate when you leave the boundary

Speaking of this, Shen Lang and Yu Luocha look disappointed, thinking that there is no good thing about pie falling from the sky.

However, the next sentence of the king of the nine lions' phantom surprised the two.

"But Although the will power of this Saint cannot leave, it can be taken away. Boy, I see that there seems to be a demon refining pot on you. You can sacrifice this treasure and take the will power of this Saint into the demon refining pot. "

"In addition to containing the soul, the demon pot can also contain the power of will. However, once this will power of Bensheng is summoned in the outside world, it will disappear and break up after one more move. "

Said the nine headed lion king.

Shen Lang was shocked: "here..."

"This is what this is! Ben Sheng is willing to help you. Don't you want to be grateful? " Nine Lion King empty shadow shakes to shout.

"No, no, no!"

Shen Lang's head was shaking like a rattle, and said in a deep voice, "but I don't know how to repay you for your kindness." The nine headed Lion King snorted: "no, I am dead. What can I do for you. For the reason that you are close to younger martial brother Wukong and highly valued by the master, I will help you once free! Anyway, it doesn't make sense for Bensheng to stay here. Instead of dying out here, it's better to do a big job. "

"Thank you very much, elder!"

Shen Lang made a deep salute and bowed respectfully.

Yuluocha also bowed down and saluted.

"Boy, the method of empty confinement outside the three star cave of oblique moon can't last for long. You'd better cast quickly and don't dawdle!" Nine head lion king empty shadow not cold not light urge way.

"Good!"

Shen Lang turned his right hand and offered a blue jade pot full of cracks. It emerged in the palm of his hand, which was the demon pot.

After the death of Si ye, Shen Lang took away his demon pot and recognized the LORD with blood.

The original spirit of the demon pot, Beiming Panlong, was destroyed by the strange energy released by the fountainhead free divine spring in Shen Lang's body. The demon pot without the spirit of the demon pot changed from the original black ink to the jade color, which is the real shape of the demon pot.

"Hum, fortunately, this will power of Bensheng has existed for a long time, and it has not existed for one in ten, otherwise your broken refining demon pot may not be able to take me away."

Seeing that the demon refining pot Shen Lang took out was damaged, the nine Lion King's virtual shadow expressed some disgust and urged: "there's no more nonsense. Hurry up, boy."

"Yes!"

Shen wave answered with a deep voice, and then he entered the spirit of chaos into the demon refining pot in the palm.

With a muffled sound of "bang", the lid of the pot bounced open, and a large blue whirlwind came out, turning into a blue storm, which covered all the virtual shadows of the nine lions.

"Demon pot, take it!"

Shen Lang's eyes are like electricity, which drives the demon refining pot to the extreme.

There is a big blue storm in the demon pot, which brings the shadow of the lion king into the pot.

Only "whoosh" sound was heard, the huge nine Lion King's virtual shadow was collected into the demon pot, which also changed from the original sapphire color to golden yellow. "Son, Ben Sheng reminds you that my will power has reached the point where the lamp is running dry because of its long history. Once this will power is summoned in the outside world, it is estimated that there is only one stroke power, and it is the simplest

stroke. As for how much power can be exerted, I can't guarantee it. " "In a word, you should remember that the power of the will of Bensheng is only the power of one blow. After using this blow, the power of my will will will disappear and disintegrate. Unless you are worried about your life, don't call the will power of Bensheng easily

The ghost of the nine headed lion reminds me.

"I see." Shen Lang nodded his head solemnly, then bowed to the demon making pot and said gratefully, "thank you, elder. I will remember it!"