In Guangtian palace.

Shen Lang, covered with blood, hastily takes out an immortal spirit stone from the storage ring, and replenishes chaotic spiritual power to the flesh.

He originally wanted to control Guangtian palace and get rid of the group of friars in the rock stronghold, but he was shocked to find that he could not urge Guangtian palace to fly!

After many attempts, there was no response from the Guangtian palace.

Shen Lang had to give up. It was supposed that the space power of this fairyland was quite different from that of the ancient spirit world. He could not motivate Guangtian palace to fly in the space of the real fairyland.

The conversation between Zhang Feng and a group of friars of Panshi village was heard, but Shen Lang was relieved.

Fortunately, the stronghold leader of the rock stronghold is not a fool. He knows about the blockade.

At least the rock stronghold is not a big threat to Shen Lang. If you change to other big forces, as the master of Guangtian palace, you will certainly have no life.

Shen Lang sighed deeply. Now he can only act according to circumstances. First, he can recover from his injury and then see if he has a chance to fight out of the encirclement.

In Guangtian palace, Shen Lang was in a very safe situation. With the double recovery of Sanhua juding and liulixindeng, Shen Lang's physical injury quickly recovered.

In the previous battle, Shen Lang exhausted the power of chaos. Now he absorbs the power from another immortal stone to preserve his strength.

In addition to Guangtian palace, only Chixiao shield and white shadow sword were brought up by Shen Lang from the ancient spirit world.

At the beginning, he also got the red shadow whip, the magic weapon of Chiyang, but the red shadow whip was contaminated with the blood essence of Chiyang, and the monks could not use it.

Shen Lang doesn't really have any Assassin's mace now. The spirit of fire spear with purple flame snake teeth at the heart vein is obviously in a dormant state, and it is still unknown when it will come back to life.

This feeling of resignation made him very unhappy.

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Panshi village is located on the top of a mountain in the western border of Qianqiu peak.

The Panshi village is also very exquisite. The buildings in the village are very delicate and conspicuous. They look like purple and gold jade. They are gorgeous and stretch for hundreds of miles, just like the imperial palace.

Compared with the sect forces, the scale of Panshi village is not too large. There are 35000 monks in the village.

Today's fairyland, because the Lingshan spirit mines, which can produce chaotic aura, are occupied by big sects and forces. Scattered cultivation is like picking up rags, which is extremely difficult to mix. Basically, it is only the desperate monks who choose to be free cultivation.

Panshi village looks shabby, but it is the largest loose repair alliance in Qianqiu peak area.

Zhang Feng commands the whole Panshi village and has absolute rights. Even many Banxian are enslaved by him.

In the meeting hall of Panshi village, Zhang Feng sits on his tiger leather chair. All the half immortals in the village wait respectfully below, waiting for Zhang Feng to give orders.

"From today on, all disciples in Panshi village are forbidden to travel! All the people will stay in the stockade and will not go anywhere. " Zhang Feng said in a deep voice.

"Yes

The monks below responded.

"Huang Hao, the stronghold leader trusts you the most, so he entrusts you with the responsibility of inquiring about the information of Fu Bing. First of all, through your network, contact some elite disciples of the seven immortal sects of Qianqiu peak and ask them if they have any way to get Fubing. If there is a way to get it, panshizhai is willing to pay all costs! "

Zhang Feng glanced at the Yellow robed monk in the middle of the half immortals under his eyes, and his face was coagulated.

"Yes, stronghold leader!"

Huang Hao takes orders with his fists.

"By the way, Huang Hao, it will take at least a year and a half for Panshi stronghold to close the mountain this time. When you go out this time, you will bring a group of dancers and women to relieve the boredom of brothers in the village."

Zhang Feng said in a buzzing voice.

"Yes, brother Huang, what kind of crooked melon and split dates were those dancers you brought last time? Can't we find some beautiful women in Qianqiu city

"That's right. Brother Huang, you're going to have a snack this time."

"Brother Huang, there's too much yang in the stockade. Bring more women here this time."

These half immortal friars of Panshi village are all hungry ghosts in color.

Once stuck in the stockade, only women can relieve their boredom in addition to drinking.

The biggest city in Qianqiu peak is Qianqiu city. Because Panshi village is notorious, the monks in the village are forbidden to enter and leave Qianqiu City, otherwise they will be driven out by the guards of Qianqiu city.

Only Huang Hao is the only one in Panshi village who can get in and out of Qianqiu city.

Don't mention Qianqiu city. Even if you go to other small cities, you will be expelled by guards.

Most of the friars in Panshi stronghold are called out to fight. They can't go to any city or city. They can only fight in the wild and rob the monks who travel in the wild. So the monks in the stronghold are bored.

"All right, all right, don't make a noise! Women's business is small, but business is great. If the stronghold leader can let this space immortal treasure recognize the Lord, he will certainly not forget all the brothers, and ensure that you can all make great achievements. " Zhang Feng exclaimed.

The voices of the monks at the bottom became lower. Although Zhang Feng, the stronghold leader, has a bad habit of pretending to be forced, he is still good to the members of the village.Hearing what Zhang Feng said, the monks were also quite excited.

"Before the Fubing soldiers arrive, I'd like to ask all brothers to stay here day and night to guard this immortal treasure."

Zhang Feng took out the mini Guangtian palace, held it in the palm and frowned.

The monks even said yes.

"Stronghold leader, before brother Huang inquires about Fu Bing, we may as well use some means to see if we can force the boy hiding in the immortal treasure out!"

A red robed half immortal mid-term monk stood up and said to Zhang Feng.

"What can you do?" Zhang Feng glanced at the monk in red robe and asked indifferently.

"I happen to have an immortal utensil named" Tianhuo Danlu "here, which can make sky fire. The stronghold leader can throw this magic weapon into my furnace. Once the temperature inside the magic weapon is too high, he may be able to force the boy out."

The red robed Banxian offered a red gold tripod, and put chaos into the tripod.

"Boom

I saw a large dark red sky fire gushing out of the Baoding.

"Give it a try."

Zhang Feng threw the mini Guangtian palace in his hand into the Tianhuo Dan stove.

Looking at the endless fire in the furnace, all the monks could not help but jump in their hearts.

"Stronghold leader, if you just use the sky fire to roast, will the baby be damaged?" A half immortal monk couldn't help asking.

"Fool, what a treasure is Xianbao, which will be scorched by the sky fire? I like this treasure more than anyone else. I don't need you to teach me. " Zhang Feng made a cold voice.

"Yes The Banxian was frightened to silence.

"Huang Hao, you go down to work first. Other Banxian brothers will stay here with the stronghold leader and guard the furnace. " Zhang Feng ordered.

"I take orders."

Huang Hao bowed his hands, got up and left the conference hall.

Because Shen Lang's strength is too strong, Zhang Feng and a group of Banxian dare not leave the conference hall at all and stare at the furnace.

However, this gaze is more than two months, the burning of the sky fire seems to have no effect on the mini Guangtian palace.

Zhang Feng and other friars gradually got bored and waited anxiously for Huang Hao's news.

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