Special War God

Chapter 136 Reunion with Lang Zhengfeng

Huang Cheng nodded and said, "Well, whether your name is 'Xia Zhongnan' or 'Linghu Chong', the current matter is that we have collected all the spiritual stones here, so what should we do next?"

Xia Zhongnan asked: "Have you collected all of them? What is the total number?"

Xu Qian replied: "The four storage bracelets you gave me have been filled, totaling about 180,000 pieces. The rest are stored in the space of these spirit beasts. As for the exact number, we can only know it by asking them."

The other spirit beasts smiled in silence, while Gu Xiuzhan and Tu Shanfang'er returned the two storage bracelets that Xia Zhongnan had given them to him.

Xia Zhongnan originally planned to let them use it directly, but after a little thought, he decided to put it away for the time being. After all, the storage bracelet was already full at the moment, and leaving it to them would not be of much use.

When Gu Xiuzhang and Tu Shanfang'er returned the storage bracelet, they also took back the spiritual imprints they left on it. After Xia Zhongnan checked, he found that there were indeed mountains of spiritual stones in the bracelet.

He then transferred all the spirit stones to the storage place in the new world, and took out two empty storage bracelets from his sleeves and handed them to them, saying: "These two empty bracelets are given to you for use!"

Gu Xiuzhan and Tu Shanfang'er believed it to be true and gladly accepted it.

Xu Qian couldn't help but pout, feeling dissatisfied, but then she thought that her three storage bracelets were already full, and it would not be appropriate to fight for the two empty bracelets, so she gave up.

After distributing the storage bracelets, Xia Zhongnan suggested: "Next, we should go to the main hall of the Immortal Palace to find out what's going on."

As they flew through the air, they detected the presence of several Void Returning cultivators near the main hall of the Immortal Palace. In the past, Xia Zhongnan always tried to avoid such high-level cultivators, but now he had a different idea. If it was just a Void Returning cultivator, he didn't seem to be afraid.

So, he led everyone back along the original route and came to the valley where the passage was dug before. Then, several flying spirit beasts took off into the air carrying the cultivators who could not fly, and flew straight to the main peak where the palace complex was the most densely populated.

As they approached the main peak, both humans and animals could not help but exclaim in amazement. If Xia Zhongnan had not spotted a familiar figure among them, he would have almost turned around and left. He had originally thought that there were many Void Returning cultivators on the main peak, but now he had truly experienced the astonishing scale: there were more than 40 Void Returning cultivators and more than 200 Spiritual Transformation cultivators gathered there, and the chaotic scene was jaw-dropping.

Even when facing three half-step Nascent Soul cultivators, Xia Zhongnan was confident that he could still protect himself. However, now that so many half-step Nascent Soul powerhouses had gathered together, he really didn't want to get involved. After all, his cultivation was still shallow, and if he was involved in the disputes among so many high-level cultivators, he might be in danger of perishing.

The old friend he knew was Lang Zhengfeng, who was now surrounded by five half-step Yuanying cultivators. He looked quite embarrassed and covered in dust outside an ancient temple. It was obvious that he had been fighting with the other party for a long time and was obviously at a disadvantage. The five half-step Yuanying cultivators who surrounded Lang Zhengfeng did not stop there and intended to kill him.

Back in the days of fighting against the Bai Kingdom's army, Lang Zhengfeng had cooperated with Xia Zhongnan for a period of time, and they had a harmonious relationship at that time.

Seeing Lang Zhengfeng in trouble, Xia Zhongnan found it difficult to stand idly by.

All I heard was Lang Zhengfeng angrily saying, "You only rely on your numbers, why don't you fight me one-on-one in a fair duel? If you lose, I have nothing to say."

One of the Half-step Nascent Soul cultivators, whose face flushed red, sneered and responded, "Absurd! Number suppression is our advantage. Lang Zhengfeng, you have fallen into our hands today, so just accept your fate!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was about to attack again.

Lang Zhengfeng was still struggling to survive, and quickly made a gesture to stop them, saying, "Wait a minute, fellow Taoists, please allow me to say one more thing. The battlefield was a conflict between countries, and each served its own master at that time, and it had nothing to do with personal grudges. Now that I have entered this fairy palace to fight for opportunities, I have just entered this place and have not gained any benefits. Why do you have to force me and keep staring at me?"

The red-faced monk spat and said, "Lang Zhengfeng, if it was a monk from another country, perhaps we would let him go, but for you, I wish I could tear you into pieces, drink your blood and eat your flesh!"

Another half-step Yuanying cultivator who was besieging Lang Zhengfeng also questioned angrily: "Lang Zhengfeng, in the face of national hatred and family feuds, don't expect to have any chance of escaping by chance today!"

Lang Zhengfeng shouted, "What national hatred or family feud? Stop using the words of justice to cover it up! On the battlefield, you five major forces joined forces to massacre more than 300,000 of my fellow soldiers. You five even chased me for hundreds of miles. I tried my best to escape by chance. Now you are talking to me about national hatred or family feud?"

The red-faced monk said sternly, "Lang Zhengfeng, how dare you bring this up? I still regret letting you escape that time. You were inferior to me on the battlefield, but you dared to sneak into my house and slaughter more than 800 people from the Yangzicheng Prefecture. How can I eliminate the hatred in my heart if I don't drink your blood and eat your flesh?"

This person was none other than Song Honglian, the governor of Yangzhou. After he finished speaking, the other two cultivators who were also at the level of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator also blushed and roared, "Lang Zhengfeng, you shameless fellow, even if a great immortal fate descends from the sky today, I will definitely not care and will torture you to death!"

It is obvious that the other two emotional monks must be the governor of Kangzhou and the governor of Yunzhou.

Looking at their gnashing teeth, Lang Zhengfeng knew that he would not be able to escape the disaster today. The grudges that were originally caused by Xia Zhongnan now fell on his head. He really wanted to shout out loud: "All these conspiracies were planned by Xia Zhongnan, go find him!"

Even if he spoke so bluntly, it would be difficult to save the current situation. He had no choice but to prepare for a life-and-death battle. Even if the worst result came, he would drag the enemy down with him. At this moment, a strange laughter suddenly came from the void. "Hehehe", it turned out that Xu Qian, who was on the back of the monster Qiongqi, heard the conversation between Lang Zhengfeng and several governors below. She couldn't help laughing in her heart, and finally made a series of pig-like sounds.

Several governors looked up and saw several rare spirit beasts and monks riding on them appear in mid-air, which shocked them. Including many cultivators on the top of the mountain, they all looked at this strange team with surprise, and even the monks who were fighting fiercely stopped fighting.

In the world of cultivation, spirit beasts are extremely rare, and now that so many of them have appeared at once, it naturally attracted everyone's attention. Many people even secretly speculated whether these spirit beasts and the cultivators on their backs were residents of this immortal mansion? Do they know where the treasures in the immortal mansion are?