This sentence, let Ning small demon body slightly shudder for a while, star Mou spreads a silk tear, she lowers head sobbing way: "thank you..."
Shen Lang said in a deep voice, "Miss Ning, don't have to go outside. If it's convenient, take me to see leader Ning now. I should be able to rescue him."
Ning Xiaoyao wiped away the tears and said, "I dare not waste elder Shen's time. I will bring my father here."
After that, Ning Xiaoyao left the conference hall in a hurry.
She saw that Shen Lang had something to tell her and didn't dare to waste Shen Lang's time.
Seeing that Ning Xiaoyao completely regarded himself as an elder, Shen Lang was disappointed, but he didn't think about it too much.
Yuan Tianzong called these elders mainly to make them pay a visit to Shen Lang, the great elder, to show their respect.
Although Shen Lang is not what he used to be, he has no airs in treating his own people. He exchanged greetings with the elders for a while, and gave a big gift to his master He Jian.
He Jian was extremely gratified, proud and moved in his heart.
After the greetings, Shen Lang went straight to the point and said that he was going to destroy Tianji gate and avenge the seven holy palaces.
The elders were astonished and overjoyed, cheering and praising.
There is no operational plan for this operation. In Shen Lang's eyes, tianjimen is just like a soft persimmon, which can be trampled to death with one foot.
Soon, Ning Xiaoyao brought Ning Rufeng to the conference hall.
Yuan Tianzong asked the elders to lead the army of the Seven Saints palace to gather outside the reef and let the Council hall out.
Ning Xiaoyao holds Ning Rufeng in a daze and puts it on a soft couch. Ning Rufeng looks shriveled and old with white hair, which is much older than Ning Rufeng in Shen Lang's memory.
Although he has breath, it is very weak and can only maintain the most basic characteristics of life.
Shen Lang takes a look at Ning Rufeng's body and finds that his spirit is extremely disordered and weak, which leads to serious damage to his vitality, and his body has almost reached the point of light exhaustion.
Looking at the once amiable predecessors hurt so much, Shen Lang is both sad and resentful.
"Master Shen, how about it? Can my father save it?" Ning Xiaoyao bit the shell teeth and asked uneasily.
"It can be saved!"
Shen Lang nodded solemnly and immediately took out a jade box from the storage ring.
After opening the jade box, the jade box releases dazzling white light. It contains the lotus canopy of snow lotus in Lingtai. Shen Lang takes a lotus seed as white as snow.
Ning Rufeng's internal damage is mainly caused by the spirit's heavy damage. The lotus seeds of the lotus seed should be able to repair his severely damaged soul body.
Shen Lang put the lotus seed into Ning Rufeng's mouth, and wrapped a group of glass skylight, and sent it into his stomach.
With a dull sound of "bang", the energy contained in the lotus seeds of Saussurea involucrata in Lingtai erupts in the belly of Ning Rufeng, sweeping the whole body, making the flesh launch a full white glow.
Shen Lang pressed his right palm on Ning Rufeng's forehead and tried his best to deliver the glass sky light to his body to cure his internal damage.
Half a quarter of an hour later, Ning Rufeng's breath returned to normal, the spirit completely restored, and gradually opened his eyes.
"Ouch, ouch, what's wrong with me..."
Ning Rufeng from a long coma to wake up, a time some whirling.
Seeing his father turn to wake up, Ning Xiaoyao was very surprised and tearful: "Dad, you finally wake up. It's me. I'm a little demon!"
Rather like wind dizzy for a long time, this just restored consciousness, thought of all things.
Knowing that it was Shen Lang who saved himself, Ning Rufeng said with tears and laughter: "in the end, I am still stained with the light of your boy."
Looking at Ning Rufeng's admiration, Shen Lang is really not happy, and his mood is particularly gloomy.
Although Ning Rufeng regained his consciousness, he almost lost his vitality because of the long-term internal damage. He had no more longevity. If he lived for thousands of years at most, he would die in the incarnation due to the loss of his life.
Shen Lang can save Ning Rufeng, but he has no way to stop him from aging.
"Master Ning, your body..."
Shen Lang frowned.
"I'm very strong. There's no big deal! You don't have to worry about it. I can't wait to see the moment when Tianji gate is destroyed. "
Ning Rufeng said with a smile. He winked at Shen Lang, indicating that he would not tell the truth in front of Ning Xiaoyao.
"Good!"
Shen Lang nodded heavily and left the conference hall.
Ning Rufeng also kept up with Shen Lang with the help of Ning Xiaoyao.
Flying away from the cave, the deep waves came to the top of the reef.
All the friars of the seven holy palaces gathered over the reef and were ready. There were as many as 400000 monks.
When the Seven Saints palace decided to escape from tianmuxian area, it incorporated some local sects of Meishan, including the ancient ware gate, and so on. The number of people had increased to one million.
However, due to the later battle with tianjimen, most of the monks were damaged. Now, there are only 400000 disciples left in the Qisheng palace."See elder Shen Lang!"
When Shen Lang came to the top of the island, all the disciples of the seven holy palaces roared in unison, and their eyes showed the color of worship.
Even if 100000 years have passed, Shen Lang, the first monk of Meishan, has never been forgotten by the disciples of the Seven Saints palace. Many monks had experienced the great battle between Meishan and the Vajra sect of liushamen, and they had great respect for Shen Lang.
Ning Xiaoyao with Ning Rufeng came to the front of the ancient ware gate team.
Seeing that the headmaster would rather wake up like the wind, all the monks of the ancient ware sect all showed an incredible expression. The elders in the sect were all beaming with joy. They knew that Shen Lang must have saved the leader.
"Elder shenlang, all the friars have arrived. We will wait for you to give orders."
Yuan Tianzong clasped his fist at Shen Lang and said.
"Let's go!"
Shen Lang didn't speak too much. He led the army of the Seven Saints palace and was close to the center of Fengyue island.
Tianjimen is stationed on the top of a mountain called "Shaoyang mountain" in the center of Fengyue island. Looking from afar, many palace buildings are built on the top of the mountain. They are well arranged and have a great show. It can be seen that the temple gate mixed well in Fengyue island on that day.
Shen Lang deliberately concealed his accomplishments and led the 400000 army of the Seven Saints palace to the boundary of Shaoyang mountain.
The patrolling friars of Tianji gate discovered the trace of the army of the seven holy palaces for a long time, and immediately reported it to the high-level of Tianji gate. The whole Tianji gate rang with the sound of the alarm bell, and the harsh bell sounded through the sky.
When the Seven Saints palace army arrived at Shaoyang mountain, tianjimen gathered nearly one million monks over Shaoyang mountain. They flew over and intercepted the way of the army.
The two armies are facing each other, and the atmosphere is at war!
The leader of Tianji gate is an eagle head man with wings on his back and red feather all over his body. His cultivation is just the peak cultivation of earth immortals, and his Taoist name is Red Eagle Zun. The Red Eagle master glanced at the army of the Seven Saints palace in front of the army. His eyes were fixed on yuan Tianzong, who was beside Shen Lang in front of the army. He laughed contemptuously: "yuan Tianzong, what kind of bear heart leopard gall did you eat today? How dare you let the mob of seven holy palace break into the mountain boundary of Shaoyang. Are you afraid of coming back or not?"
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