Chapter 3476: Pick up trash

Shen Lang frowned and tried many times.
No matter what kind of magical power he used to attack the spar on the ground or wall, he would be bounced out by a powerful force, and he couldn't break the ground or wall with external force.
It seems that there is some kind of restraining power in this palace, which can bounce all attacks!
Shen Lang has been busy for a long time but no results have been achieved, and he can't help but frown.
The precious spar full of palaces is close in front of you, but you can't take it away. This feeling is really uncomfortable.
Lan Xian'er and the nine-headed king also felt a pity.
Since the spar embedded in the hall could not be taken away, Shen Lang's attention turned to other things, and his eyes quickly swept back and forth in the hall.
Although the main hall of Tianchi Palace is extremely luxurious, it is empty. Except for the nephrite bed directly above, there are screens and incense on both sides, and the furnishings are very simple.
Shen Lang locked his eyes on the jade bed directly above the main hall. He opened the eyes of the holy demon and scanned the surroundings carefully. After confirming that there was no threat, he quickly walked to the soft couch.
There is a snow-white blanket on the soft couch and a futon made of spiritual grass group.
Shen Lang stroked the blanket. The blanket was extremely comfortable, releasing a brilliant white light, wrapped around his body, feeling as if his soul was immersed in a hot spring, his spiritual consciousness had grown a bit.
If Shen Lang guessed correctly, this object should be the fur of the ancient witch beast "Softbone Ferret". The fur of this beast is known for its comfort. Wearing it on the body can double the spiritual attack of the monk!
As for the red-gold grass-made futon, Shen Lang couldn't recognize what it was. He stroked it lightly and found that the spirit grass on the surface of the futon was extremely resilient, and it seemed that the defense was not weak.
Shen Lang turned his hand to sacrifice a superb fairy sword, and urged the sword to slash towards the futon.
With a crisp "bang", the spirit grass on the futon was not damaged, leaving no trace. Lan Xian'er exclaimed: "Brother Shen, the red-gold grass ball in this futon should be the legendary'Holy Pattern Grass'. This spirit grass is extremely tough, and seems to be used to make top armors before the Emperor's era. Spirit grass. This thing is in today's true fairy world
, Should be extinct. "
Such precious spiritual grass is actually used to make futons, it is too violent, Lan Xian'er couldn't help sighing in her heart.
"That's it! It seems that this thing is still useful."
Shen Lang was overjoyed, and finally got something useful. Lan Xian'er nodded and said: "Yes! There are so many holy patterns grass, enough to make a battle armor. It's just that the holy pattern grass has amazing defensive power, but it is only afraid of fire attribute attacks. Brother Shen only needs to be vigilant. This thing comes into contact with a high-powered fire
, Otherwise it is likely to be burned. "
Upon hearing this, Shen Lang's excitement cooled down a lot.
This saint pattern grass cannot defend against too strong fire attribute attacks, and its value is greatly reduced.
Except for the soft-bone ferret blanket and the saint-grained woven futon, there was nothing else on the soft couch.
After Shen Lang collected these two things, he went to the right side screen under the soft couch and saw the incense burner placed under the screen.
He grabbed the incense burner and looked at it for a few moments. This incense burner was also made of extremely strong spar, but apart from being hard, it had no other advantages.
There is also an unburnt pink incense in the incense burner. The unburned part is about one-tenth the size of a normal incense, like a cigarette butt.
Shen Lang sniffed lightly, and smelled a faint burning scent on the tip of his nose. The scent was very light, but it contained a wonderful energy that melted into his body like a breeze.
"boom!"
Shen Lang noticed a slight popping sound from his head, his whole body was extremely cool and his spiritual consciousness became extremely clear.
He just smelled the smell of burning incense, and the power of the soul has grown a little! It's incredible.
"Tuckahoe Tianxiang!"
Shen Lang suddenly thought of the top incense that only appeared in ancient books. "Tuckahoe Tianxiang" is known as the first incense in the fairy world, and its appearance is also peach-pink.
This incense is made by extracting the crystals of 50 million years of Poria Ling Dew, and even Daluo Jinxian may not be able to use this incense.
Although for those above Da Luo Jinxian, the Poria Incense is only a top incense, but for monks below Luo Tianxian, this incense is the supreme treasure!
Fuling Tianxiang must be ignited with the flames of the samādhi real fire or even above powers. After igniting, only a light smell of the incense can nourish and strengthen the power of the soul, expel the spirits, and stabilize the mind.
Shen Lang carefully put the incense burner and the unburned Poria incense in the incense burner into the storage ring, and he was quite satisfied.
"Girl Xian'er, this blanket is for you. If it can be used wisely, it should be made into a beautiful dress and used as a wearable magic weapon."
Shen Lang threw a blanket made of soft-bone ferret fur in his arms to Lan Xian'er.
Lan Xian'er's pretty face was startled, and she hurriedly waved her hand and said, "No Xian'er! The fur of this soft-bone ferret is no less than a top-level natural treasure. It can not only defend against the attack of the soul, but also increase the attack power of the soul. You can use it yourself."
Lan Xian'er was afraid that Shen Lang didn't know the ability of this thing, and quickly explained it.
Shen Lang shook his head and said: "This thing can be more useful for you. Besides, I am a big man, it is inappropriate to use such a fancy thing."
After speaking, Shen Lang squeezed the blanket to Lan Xian'er.
Lan Xian'er couldn't help but accept it. In fact, she liked the fur of this soft-bone ferret so much. The nine-headed king scratched his head and said straightforwardly: "Brother Shen, before talking about business, let me explain. I am definitely not coveting the treasure you got. The little brother just wants to. Remind Brother Shen that the initiator of the flat peach feast may be the owner of Tianchi Palace,
Brother Shen just took away the treasures of Tianchi Palace. If the other party knew about it, would he be blamed? "　　 Shen Lang shook his head and said: "These can't be regarded as treasures of Tianchi Palace, at most they are piles of debris in Tianchi Palace. Shen just took away these three things with the mentality of picking up garbage. It is estimated that the initiator of the flat peach feast will not blame it.
what. "
"Uh... it may be that the younger brother thinks too much, so Brother Shen just pretends that I didn't ask."
The nine-headed king felt that Shen Lang's words were reasonable, and his expression became a little awkward.
A blanket, a futon, and a burnt incense are really not treasures, and they shouldn’t say anything if they take it away.　　 Actually, Shen Lang didn’t worry about this problem. He always felt that the mysterious initiator of the flat peach feast was not a kind person. Most of the other party had other intentions, otherwise it would be impossible to open the Tianshan ban for no reason and put a group of celestial weak.
The monk comes in.　　 Shen Lang secretly guessed in his mind that the mysterious initiator of the Pan Peach Feast might be a ray of remnant soul wandering in the Tianshan Mountains. This remnant soul may have gained power in the Tianshan Mountains. In order to regain the flesh, it deliberately lured the strong Shishan Mountain into Tianshan and waited.
Opportunity!　　 Of course, this is just his guess. Whether it is true or not is still unknown.