According to the information obtained by the Temple of War God, Zuo Wentian should have been ten thousand years ago when he was severely injured.

This person is amazing and stunning. According to legend, there is indeed a magical and magic technique similar to the witch clan.

If it weren't for this strange magic technique, even if he had been hiding in the Fengtian Cauldron for many years, he would never have known that Shen Lang was from another world.

So what he said was seventy-seventy-sixth percent credible.

As for when he saw Shen Lang unhappy, he immediately made a swearing of demon blood in his heart, this is understandable.

How unsightly the life spirit liquid is. If ordinary strong people get it, they may be able to use this object to break through the bottleneck and raise it to a higher level in just a few days;

Zuo Wentian himself was even more severely damaged, and even his soul was almost shattered...

Without Shen Lang, it was impossible for him to come into contact with such things in this world. If he doesn’t hold his thighs tightly, when will he wait?

"The thing like the Heart Demon Blood Oath is the most taboo for such a strong man... It is not a loss to accept him as a disciple, at least it has been a big help. But this guy doesn't know at all now that he has become a wanted criminal in the entire continent. Those legendary powers have been looking for him for tens of thousands of years. Although he is a powerful thug, he is still shameful. If he accidentally reveals his whereabouts, he may even bring me a catastrophe."

"Forget it, this guy has already achieved this point, and his heart demon blood oath has been released, and his life spirit liquid is in his hand, so he is not afraid of him taking other actions. The sword emperor becomes my disciple, and all this seems to be a certain number in the dark..."

After Shen Lang figured it out, he felt relieved.

With a thought, the Fengtian Cauldron slowly flew out from his forehead.

I saw that it was immediately covered by a stream of green mist, and then the mist condensed into a drop of crystal clear green liquid, with a wonderful fragrance.

Shen Lang turned his palm into a knife and looked at the green liquid. He divided one-third of it and flew towards Zuo Wentian.

"I know that your soul was damaged and I need this thing in urgent need, but it is impossible to give you too much now... Since you have been in the Tianquan Cauldron, you should be very clear about my personality. I won't say how good my heart is, but my friends will definitely live a good life! My enemies have to pay the price!"

"Thank you for giving spiritual liquid to Master... Master is too worried. Wentian is not a greedy person. As long as Master can give a little, Wentian is already overjoyed. How dare you bargain?"

Zuo Wentian said with great joy, while swallowing the small drop of life spiritual liquid.

With a strong man of his level, he got the life liquid and his face was filled with ecstasy and even his body trembled, which showed his uneasiness.

Once this life spiritual liquid was absorbed by him, Zuo Wentian's soul body, which had originally changed virtually and virtually, became much more solid and more stable.

"By the way, what are the powerful treasures on you?" Shen Lang suddenly spoke again.

Zuo Wentian was stunned and looked at the Fengtian Ding and was a little puzzled: "No, when I entered the Fengtian Ding and empty hands... I didn't understand what was going on, but if Master had a heaven-defying treasure like Fengtian Ding, do you need any other magic weapons?"

"Nonsense, I can't drive this Fengtian Ding at all, how do you use it? By the way, how much do you know about this thing? What level of magic weapon is the Fengtian Ding for?" Shen Lang said angrily.

"I...I didn't see through it." Zuo Wentian's words made Shen Lang roll his eyes wildly.

He paused and said, "This thing can survive, it is vast and boundless. This is already very amazing. Moreover, there is the mysterious gate of creation, which can also come out of the gate of creation. Moreover, the Tai Chi diagram that sealed me with the mouth of the cauldron before is even more strange and amazing...

"Okay, you said it for a long time and didn't say it! Take me into the Fengtian Ding and let's see what you said about the 'Gate of Creation'."

Shen Lang waved his hand to stop Zuo Wentian.

“Yes, Master.”

Zuo Wentian immediately began to teach Shen Lang how to communicate with the Fengtian Ding and how to enter it.

After a while, Shen Lang tried it several times and finally understood.

A flash of spiritual light flashed in his eyes as he stared at the Fengtian Ding. A divine light immediately appeared in the Fengtian Ding to wrap him up and Zuo Wentian and disappeared from Tianzhu Peak.

The Tianqian Cauldron immediately turned into dust and fell into the cracks of the rocks.

If anyone sees it, he will definitely be very shocked.

Because although ordinary magic weapons can also become larger and smaller, they have certain limits. Only by reaching the "imperial weapon" level can the mind move at will, and the size and size are as good as you wish, and even turn into dust and go with the wind.

Although the imperial weapon is only one level different from the mysterious weapon, it is completely different.

Compared with the two, the difference in power cannot be calculated.

Many of the treasures of the sect-controlling powers of the Black Iron-level forces are mainly fifth-grade mysterious weapons that seal the powerful weapon spirits. It is very difficult to obtain the imperial weapon.

Countless weapon refiners have also reached the level of a mysterious weapon refiner and have been unable to touch the threshold of a royal weapon refiner throughout their lives.

And this Tiancao Tripod can actually turn into dust and blend into the ground!

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Speaking of which, Shen Lang was shocked again when he entered the Fengtian Ding.

I saw this space vast and boundless, with rolling fog filling it, as if it was like a fairyland.

And there were countless lights and spots flying continuously like fireflies in the fog, which was very beautiful.

"There is such a large space in the small Tianfeng Cauldron, which is simply unimaginable." Shen Lang sighed: "Where are the gate of creation you mentioned?"

Zuo Wentian said respectfully: "The Gate of Creation is almost thirty miles away from here, so I will take my master here."

He said, waving his right hand lightly, and a cloud of mist gathered.

The fog gathered rapidly, and accumulated like clouds at Shen Lang's feet, holding him to fly in one of the directions like lightning.

Shen Lang felt countless mists retreating. In just a few seconds, the gate of creation, which was as high as three hundred feet in Zuo Wentian's mouth, appeared in his sight.

The gate of creation stands there, as if it is standing tall, exuding a quaint and vicissitudes of life.

Shen Lang and Zuo Wentian stood in front of it, like dust.

Looking up, there was a faint light curtain between the gate, which seemed to be a calm water surface, with occasional ripples rippling.

Above the light curtain, the four light golden characters "The Gate of Creation" appear and disappear from time to time, making them extremely mysterious.

There are countless mysterious patterns on the two huge door posts on the left and right sides, and countless flowers, birds, fish, insects and even stars appear on them. The brilliant rays of clouds flash in them, and they are repeated, and they are wave after wave, endless.

At first glance, Shen Lang's gaze was firmly sucked by an indescribable attraction and it was difficult to move away.

Just by looking at it casually, Shen Lang's mind was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself!

"Si!"

A light sound came from Shen Lang's body, and the Tai Chi diagram above the Danhai made a sound like cheering. Then a soft and cold aura came from the Tai Chi diagram and instantly rushed into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Shen Lang felt a little cold in his mind and immediately woke up.

"Master is indeed extraordinary. When my disciple saw this Tianmen of Creation, he was deeply trapped in it. It took him three years to break free from it..."

Zuo Wentian said without any concealment.

"How is that!" Shen Lang was so angry: "You fucking know that this thing is weird, don't you remind me? Do you want me to stay here for ten or a hundred years? Master, you are so cool. If something really happens, why don't you remember that you are a disciple!"

Of course, Shen Lang's heart was not so narrow, but this time he was really angry.

The seven-star begonia also needs him to pick it as soon as possible, otherwise his father's corpse poison would not be completely removed, so this time is really unstoppable.

The sky is vast and the earth is vast, and the remaining poison in my father's body is the most abundant!

Zuo Wentian actually knew that there was something wrong with the gate post, but he didn't remind him!

If someone accidentally lost in it for ten or eight years... this is simply outrageous!

Seeing him getting angry, Zuo Wentian was frightened and kneeled on one knee and said, "Master, please calm down. I know that my disciple is wrong. I just want to see if the master will be affected by this thing. If Master is lost in it, I will immediately help you get out of trouble."

He said, his head curled down and he didn't dare to look at Shen Lang again.

"snort!"

Shen Lang snorted coldly and said, "Since being my disciple, you must have the awareness of being my disciple. I will never plot against my relatives and friends. If you plot against me again next time, you must be prepared to bear my anger!"

"Disciple never dares to do it again. Please forgive me. If you have any problems in the future, you will explain to your master first. You will never dare to make any decisions. Please rest assured!" Zuo Wentian said in panic.

"Take me out." Shen Lang glanced at him lightly and said.

Zuo Wentian was stunned and raised his head and said, "Master, don't you try to enter this Gate of Creation? Although I can't enter, since you have controlled the Fengtian Ding, this Gate of Creation should be able to enter."

"Maybe you are right, but for now, it's enough to know the existence of this thing. I have no interest in passing the Gate of Creation. Unknown things are terrible. For me, the most important thing at the moment is to go to the Sorrow Swamp to collect the seven-star begonia to come back to dispense medicine to my father. I won't consider any other things."

"Disciple understands."

After hearing this, Zuo Wentian not only felt no regrets, but instead felt extremely comfortable and relieved.

He stayed in the Fengtian Ding for many years and was drowsy and was sleeping most of the time.

However, in the past sixteen years since Shen Lang was born, his consciousness has been paying attention to him all the time.

Therefore, Zuo Wentian knew Shen Lang's personality and character very well.

At this moment, seeing him running around for the corpse poison on his father's body, and even giving up entering the door of fortune that might have obtained great fortune, Zuo Wentian felt a little moved.

Shen Lang was determined to kill, but he was willing to give everything to his relatives and friends. Not only did he have the will of an emperor, his fighting spirit was too arrogant to look down on the world, but he was kind-hearted. It should be impossible for him to be able to worship such a person.

Although Zuo Wentian's memory is broken, his judgment is still there.

"I'll take my master out now." Zuo Wentian waved his hand and took Shen Lang out of the Fengtian Cauldron.

"Wait a minute, I see when you appeared before, the sword intention was filled with great domineeringness. You must have entered the Tao with a sword. I just like to use a sword too. Do you have any sword technique in your memory?"

Shen Lang knew that Zuo Wentian was the sword emperor and his martial arts were shocking, but he pretended to know nothing and asked casually.

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Chapter completed!