Vol 3 Chapter 3891: Are you afraid of going back and forth?

This sentence made Ning Xiao Yao's body tremble slightly, and tears appeared in her star eyes. She lowered her head and sobbed, "Thank you..."
Shen Lang said solemnly: "Girl Ning does not need to see outside. If it is convenient, take me to see the head of Ning now. I should be able to rescue him."
Ning Xiaoyao wiped away the tears, clasped his fist and said, "Don't dare to waste Senior Shen's time, the little girl will bring my father here."
After all, Ning Xiaoyao hurriedly left the discussion hall.
She saw that Shen Lang still had things to confess, and she did not dare to waste Shen Lang's time.
Seeing that Xiao Yao Ning completely regarded himself as a senior, Shen Lang was stunned, but didn't think too much.
Yuan Tianzong called these elders mainly because he wanted them to pay a visit to Shen Lang, the great elder, to show respect.
Although Shen Lang is no longer what he used to be, he did not have the slightest pretension to treat his own people. He exchanged greetings with the elders for a while, and by the way gave a big gift to his master He Jian.
He Jian was very pleased, proud and moved in his heart.
After the greeting, Shen Lang went straight to the point, saying that he was going to wipe out the Tianjimen and avenge the Seven Sacred Palaces.
The elders were pleasantly surprised, cheering and admiring.
There was no battle plan to speak of for this action. Tianjimen was in Shen Lang's eyes, but like a soft persimmon, it could be trampled to death with one foot.
Not long after, Little Demon Ning brought Ning Rufeng to the discussion hall.
Yuan Tianzong asked the elders to lead the Seven Sacred Palace army to gather outside the island and reef, and gave up the conference hall.
Ning Xiaoyao held the unconscious Ning Rufeng on a soft couch. Ning Rufeng's complexion was dry and old, and his head was covered with white hair, much older than Shen Lang's memory of Ning Rufeng.
Although he has a breath, it is very weak and can only maintain the most basic vital characteristics.
Shen Lang looked inside Ning Rufeng's body and found that his soul was extremely disordered and weak, causing his own vitality to be severely damaged, and his physical body was almost exhausted.
Seeing the once amiable senior hurt so badly, Shen Lang was both sad and resentful.
"Senior Shen, how is it, can my father save it?" Ning Xiao Yao bit her teeth lightly and asked nervously.
"Can save!"
Shen Lang nodded solemnly, and immediately took out a jade box from the storage ring.
Opening the jade box, the jade box released a dazzling white light, which contained the lotus of Lingtai snow lotus. Shen Lang took a lotus seed from the lotus that was as white as snow.
Ning Rufeng's internal damage was mainly caused by the heavy soul damage. The lotus seeds of this lotus platform should be able to repair his seriously damaged soul body.
Shen Lang did not hesitate to stuff this lotus seed into Ning Rufeng's mouth, and wrapped a ball of glazed skylight into his belly.
With a muffled sound, the energy contained in the snow lotus seeds in Lingtai exploded in Ning Rufeng's belly, sweeping through the whole body, causing the body to initiate a strong white glow.
Shen Lang pressed his right palm on Ning Rufeng's forehead, sending the glazed sky light into his body with all his strength, healing the internal damage of his flesh.
After a quarter of an hour, Ning Rufeng's breath returned to normal, and the spirit was completely restored, and his eyes gradually opened.
"Oh oh oh, what's wrong with me..."
Ning Rufeng woke up from a long coma and turned around for a while.
Seeing his father wake up, Ning Xiaoyao was extremely surprised, and tears fell: "Father, you finally woke up, it's me, I'm the little demon!"
Ning Rufeng fainted for a long time before regaining consciousness and remembering everything.
Knowing that it was Shen Lang who saved him, Ning Rufeng said dumbfounded: "In the end, my old bone is still in your light."
Seeing the admiring gaze from Ning Ru Ventures, Shen Lang was really unhappy, but rather gloomy.
Although Ning Rufeng recovered his sobriety, he had almost lost his vitality due to a long period of internal damage, and his life was not much. If he lived for thousands of years at most, he would sit and become a dead man.
Shen Lang can save Ning Rufeng, but there is no way to prevent him from aging.
"Head Ning, your body..."
Shen Lang frowned.
"The old man's body is very tough. It's no big deal anymore! Don't worry, kid, hurry up and do business. The old man can't wait to see the moment when the Tianji Gate collapses."
Ning Rufeng said with a smile, winking at Shen Lang, and motioned to him not to tell the truth in front of Ning Xiaoyao.
"it is good!"
Shen Lang nodded heavily, and then left the conference hall.
Ning Rufeng also followed Shen Lang with the help of Ning Xiaoyao.
Fly away from the karst cave under the sea, Shen Lang came to the sky over the island.
All the monks of the Seven Sacred Palaces gathered over the island and reefs, and they were ready. There were as many as 400,000 people.
When the Seven Sacred Palace decided to escape from the Tianmu Immortal Territory, it incorporated some sect forces in Meishan, including Guqimen, and the number of them had expanded to a million.
But because of the subsequent battle with Tianjimen, most of the monks were damaged, and now there are only more than 400,000 disciples left in the Seven Holy Palace.
"Meet Elder Shen Lang!"
Seeing Shen Lang coming over the island reef, all the disciples of the Seven Sacred Palace shouted in unison, showing worship.
Even though one hundred thousand years have passed, Shen Lang, the title of "Meishan First Monk", the disciple of the Seven Sacred Palace has not forgotten. Many monks have experienced the battle between Meishan and Liushamen Diamond Sect, and they have great respect for Shen Lang.
Ning Xiaoyao brought Ning Rufeng to the front of the Ancient Qimen team.
Seeing that the head Ning Rufeng woke up, all the ancient artifact monks showed incredible expressions, and the elders in the door were all overjoyed, knowing that Shen Lang must have rescued the head.
"Elder Shen Lang, all the cultivators have already arrived, we are waiting for you to give orders!"
Yuan Tianzong said with a fist to Shen Lang.
"Let's go!"
Without much words, Shen Lang led the Seven Sacred Palace army towards the center of Fengyue Island.
The Tianjimen is stationed on a mountain called "Shaoyang Mountain" in the center of Fengyue Island. Looking far away, there are many palace buildings on the top of the mountain. They are scattered and ostentatious. It can be seen that the Tianjimen is mixed in Fengyue Island. That's good.
Shen Lang deliberately concealed his own cultivation base, and led an army of more than 400,000 Seven Sacred Palaces to the Shaoyang Mountain Boundary.
The patrolling monks of the Tianjimen had long discovered the traces of the Seven Sacred Palace army, and they immediately reported it to the top of the Tianjimen. The entire Tianjimen rang the alarm bell, and the harsh bells rang through the sky.
When the Seven Sacred Palace army arrived at Shaoyang Mountain, Tianjimen had also assembled an army of nearly a million monks above Shaoyang Mountain, and they flew in mighty, blocking the path of the Seven Sacred Palace army.
The two armies confronted each other, and the atmosphere was instantly tense!
The sect master of the Celestial Gate is an eagle-headed human body with two wings on his back, and a demon with scarlet feathers. Venerable Red Eagle glanced at the army of the Seven Sacred Palaces opposite, his gaze fixed on Yuan Tianzong beside Shen Lang in front of the army, and smiled contemptuously: "Yuan Tianzong, what do you eat tortoise with your head shrunk today? How dare you let these mobs of the Seven Sacred Palace break into my Shaoyang Mountain Boundary, are you afraid of coming back and forth?"