Chapter 1324: Saint

"Treasure Hunting Conference? What is that?" Shen Lang asked curiously.
The bald-headed man began to explain patiently from beginning to end.
The largest town in the Tongyou Mountain Range is Tongyou City. Even if you look at the entire Yunjian Continent, it can be regarded as a large-scale immortal-cultivation town with a profound heritage.
The largest chamber of commerce in Tongyou City is named Tianzhen Pavilion, which is backed by many martial sects, including the Albizia Sect of Beilu Eighteen Immortals, which is extremely influential.
In order to expand its popularity, Tianzhen Pavilion recruited talents for the major cultivators by the way, and held a "Treasure Hunting Conference" every 50 years.
This treasure hunt is actually similar to a kind of ring battle.
The top-ranked casual repairers can get treasures from Tianzhen Pavilion, and they will be solicited by the martial arts.
After all, Tianzhen Pavilion is a large chamber of commerce with a face and a face. This treasure hunting conference is so grand, the treasures taken out will certainly not be bad.
In the past, the top-ranked pill-consolidation phases have won many good treasures, including ancient treasures, spiritual pills, and various precious things.
"Friends of Taoism, there is any treasure hunting meeting in Zhen Pavilion this day, have you ever flowed out the infant knot pills?" Shen Lang directly asked the point.
"Jie Ying Dan!"
The brawny bald man took a breath of cold air. He couldn't even think of this kind of casual cultivation like this kind of thing against the sky.
However, seeing Shen Lang’s cultivation at the peak of the pill formation, it is reasonable to care about the formation of the infant pill. He said sternly: "This is also the first time to participate in the Treasure Hunting Tournament. Ying Dan, but only once, after all, the treasures presented at this conference are uncertain."
"Friends of Daoist, it’s not that I said, this infant pill is too precious. Even if Tianzhen Pavilion had it, it would have already fallen into the martial sect. How can our casual cultivators have a share. This will appear at the treasure hunting conference The probability of something is very low." The bald man said in a low voice.
Upon hearing these words, Shen Lang was a little disappointed, but he still decided to go to this treasure hunting conference. A glimmer of hope is better than no hope.
"How do you call a fellow Taoist?" Shen Lang politely clasped his fist.
"In the next Song Dabao." The brawny bald man immediately replied.
"Under Shen Lang. Fellow Song Dao, we might as well go together. Shen is unfamiliar with the realm of the Tongyou Mountain Range, and someone happens to ask on the way." Shen Lang said with a smile.
Although Song Dabao was a little wary, he still agreed in one breath: "Okay."
He felt that with Shen Lang's cultivation base, there was no need to murder him. If he could befriend such a master, it would be his own luck.
"Shen Daoyou's cultivation base is so high, why haven't you been to such a famous place as the Tongyou Mountain Range?" Song Dabao asked curiously.
"Shen is a monk from the Yuanhe Sea of ​​Tianhai, and this is also the first time he came to the Yunjian Continent." Shen Lang explained.
"Shen Daoyou turned out to be an overseas monk, it is really rare! I can come to Yunjian Continent from such a far place, I admire it." Song Dabao complimented.
The two chatted without a word. Shen Lang didn't want to say more about his own affairs. Song Dabao didn't ask too much about his own interests, but patiently explained it to Shen Lang.
Although Song Dabao is a casual cultivator, he still knows the boundaries of the Tongyou Mountains. Thanks to this gift, Shen Lang asked many things.
After flying for three days in a row, it finally reached the boundary of Tongyou Mountain Range.
In the mountains here, the purple qi comes from the east, and the five elements aura is really strong.
Early in the morning, just as the two flew into the boundary of the Tongyou Mountain Range, a strange beast flew into the distance.
This beast has a dragon head and horse body, with snow-white scales, a bit similar to a unicorn, with snow-white wings on its back. It is a beautiful alien beast.
"The seventh-order peak monster, dragon horse!"
Shen Lang narrowed his eyes and recognized the monster beast at a glance.
Dragon Horse is a special monster, with average strength, but it is good at speed and defense. Longma's speed ranks the top three among all the seventh-order peak monsters, and its full-flight speed is close to the speed of an ordinary monk at the beginning of the Nascent Soul Stage.
Dragon horses are extremely rare, and those who can subdue this beast as a spirit beast are definitely big people with a head and a face.
Shen Lang glanced intently and saw a stunning woman in an emerald green dress riding on Longma's back.
Women's facial features are extremely exquisite, just like nature. She looks very young, like a seventeen or eighteen year old girl, but she has an indescribable charming temperament, which gives men an extremely allure.
The girl's figure is perfect, but she is not exposed in her dress. But this small, fresh and sweet dress gives a man a feeling of imagination.
There are five ways to escape behind the dragon horse. They are five high-ranking monks in the late stage of the formation of alchemy, and they seem to be followers of the girl.
What surprised Shen Lang was that that young girl also had the cultivation base of the peak of pill formation! He couldn't help looking at the girl a few more times.
Song Dabao beside him was even more attracted by the girl, his eyes straightened.
"Huh?" The girl caught a glimpse of Shen Lang, her eyebrows raised, her small cherry-colored mouth bends into a nice arc.
She rode on the dragon horse, arrived in a flash, and stopped in front of Shen Lang. Five elders from the late stage of the formation of pill followed closely behind.
"Is there anything wrong with several people?" Shen Lang asked vigilantly.
"Bold, don't you pay respect to the saint of our Hehuan Sect?" An old man sternly rebuked, as if he didn't pay attention to Shen Lang, the peak monk.
"Holy... holy woman?" Song Dabao's eyes widened round, and he immediately bowed in panic, "San Xiu Song Dabao, I have seen the holy woman!"
Shen Lang was indifferent, his face was a little ugly, and the old man's words aroused him. People who are not polite to themselves, Shen Lang never has a good face.
"Quickly kneel and salute!" The old man glared at Shen Lang, his complexion sinking.
Song Dabao was also a little panicked. He immediately tugged at Shen Lang's clothes and said through the sound transmission: "Daoist Shen, hurry up and bow down. This is the daughter of Sect Master Hehuan, one of the best in the entire Tongyou Mountain Range! It is not our casual cultivator. It can be provoked."
"kneel?"
Shen Lang sneered secretly in his heart, not to mention the daughter of Sect Master Hehuan, even Sect Master Hehuan himself was not qualified to let himself kneel!
"Which monk are you so disrespectful to our saint?" the old man yelled.
"Shut up to this girl!" The girl scolded the chattering old man behind her.
"Yes." The old man was startled and immediately stepped back.
The girl looked at Shen Lang with interest, her beautiful eyes shining, as if she had seen some kind of prey, she smiled and asked: "This son is so handsome. Little girl Mu Xue, what are you? Send monks?"
This kind of voice is very soft and squeamish, but it doesn't make people feel artificial, it can extremely evoke some aspects of men's reverie.
When Shen Lang heard the sound, his whole body was shocked. Damn, this woman's charm is unfathomable!
He had seen many female cultivators before, but compared with the girl in front of him, she was really insignificant.