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Despite this, Shen Lang also saw hope.

This space cyclone can still be broken, but Shen Lang's strength is still a little worse, and he can't tear open a certain degree of spatial rift.

However, it is impossible to leave this immortal garden ruin in a short period of time.

Since he couldn't go out, Shen Lang could only follow the advice of the previous Red Blood Ancestor to retreat and meditate here, and try to cultivate to the late stage of Nirvana.

At that time, with his strength in the late stage of Nirvana, he may be able to barely open this spatial channel.

Fortunately, the cultivation environment in the ruins of the Immortal Garden is not bad, although it is already a barren mess, but the Five Elements Aura in the air is still the same rich.

The Spirit Palace Tower can absorb the five elements of spiritual energy around the space, and with the blessing of the ancient treasure of this space, Shen Lang's cultivation environment is almost to the extreme.

His only concern was whether the entrance to the ruins on the desert island would be discovered by monks from outside.

This deserted island was already uninhabited, and almost no monks had set foot here, plus the Red Blood Ancestor had already set up a phantom array at the entrance of the ruins.

It is expected that in a few years or so, no one should find here.

Shen Lang let go of his psychological baggage and decided to retreat in the Spirit Palace Tower.

First, take out the hydrangea from the storage ring and carefully fold off a golden leaf next to the petals of the hydrangea.

It is impossible for Shen Lang, a phoenix flower of seventy or eighty thousand years, to take it directly, this thing is too powerful, and swallowing it directly into the stomach is definitely the rhythm of exploding and dying.

The leaves of the hydrangea also contain pure yang qi, and it has a certain effect of intensive cultivation, but it is very small compared to the flower, which is just suitable for Shen Lang.

Taking a deep breath, Shen Lang swallowed the leaves of this phoenix flower.

"Boom!"

As soon as he swallowed this thing into his stomach, the medicinal power of the phoenix flower leaves began to explode, and Shen Lang clearly felt a steady stream of yang energy gushing out of his abdomen.

A large amount of yang qi poured into Shen Lang's whole body, limbs and bones like a stormy wave. In just an instant, the meridians and bones of the body were filled with bulging yang energy, emitting a scorching air current.

The yang qi was too violent, and the Shen Lang qi and blood meridians that were burned for a while produced severe pain. ^

Shen Lang gritted his teeth, and the Holy Yang Battle Qi involuntarily overflowed the surface of his body.

A huge amount of yang energy erupted in his body, and even puffs of green smoke rose from his skin.

I really never imagined that the medicinal power of this phoenix flower leaf was so strong! It had almost caught up with five or six thousand years of yang attribute spirit grass, and Shen Lang's body almost couldn't bear it.

He immediately activated the Tiangang Pure Yang Sword Codex, and the bottleneck that had been in place was finally loosened.

Shen Lang was ecstatic in his heart, calmed his breath, and began to meditate and cultivate.

The days passed, there was no day and night in this closed space, and Shen Lang himself didn't know how long the time had passed, so he kept meditating and cultivating.

The process is boring, but with faith and goals in mind, everything seems to be easy.

A year, two years, three years passed.

Finally, one day three years later, Shen Lang successfully broke through the third layer of the Sword Codex, and his cultivation also broke through to the late stage of Nirvana, and his strength increased greatly.

After he stabilized his realm, he tried to break the spatial cyclone of the ruins of the Immortal Garden.

With a full blow, Shen Lang was already able to tear out a hole more than half a meter long, but he still couldn't tear open a large enough space passage.

After trying for several days, he still couldn't open the space channel, Shen Lang was a little depressed, but he was not discouraged.

He entered the Spirit Palace Pagoda again and continued his retreat and cultivation.

There were a total of eight leaves in Fengyanghua, Shen Lang had already taken two before, and he had now taken the third one.

Under the effect of the huge medicinal power, Shen Lang concentrated on cultivating the Sword Codex, preparing to attack the peak of the third layer of the Sword Codex.

If he didn't reach the peak of the third layer, he wouldn't be able to pass the level!

The fourth, fifth, and sixth years passed until the eighth year.

One day eight years later, Shen Lang finally got out of the customs.

It was not in vain that he had been cultivating for so long in such a dark place, and Shen Lang's cultivation at this moment had already reached the peak of the late stage of Nirvana!

This time, he confidently put away the Spirit Palace Tower, sacrificed the oolong sword, and slashed a sword towards the spatial cyclone in the ruins of the Immortal Garden.

"Boom!"

The extremely strong gray light slashed at the center of the spatial cyclone, making a deafening loud noise, and the ruins of the entire Immortal Garden shook incessantly.

I saw that in the center of the spatial cyclone, a dark crack more than two meters long finally cracked!

The cracks are constantly twisting and deforming, creating a great deal of suction.

Shen Lang immediately turned into a ray of light and burrowed into the spatial crack.

Entering the spatial crack, the surroundings were dim, as if the world was constantly distorting and deforming, giving people a feeling of vomiting.

Soon, he saw a gray exit.

With a "whoosh", Shen Lang was suddenly squeezed out of the space and came to the site altar eight years ago.

"Lao Tzu has finally seen the light of day!"

Shen Lang raised his head and laughed wildly, yelling with a crazy face.

No wonder he was so happy, anyone who was locked up in a dark place and couldn't get out for a long time would be extremely gloomy.

Shen Lang couldn't wait to see the sun that he hadn't seen for a long time, and his whole person turned into a ray of light and rushed towards the exit of the ruins.

There was a phantom array at the exit, and Shen Lang did not break it. Instead, he closed the stone door directly, and then found some sand plants or something to cover it up.

This site has no use value, just in case, Shen Lang still did a little protection work. With the Phantom Array, even if ordinary Foundation Building Stage monks pass by here, they may not be able to detect any abnormalities.

After that, Shen Lang found a lake on a desert island, took a good bath, and enjoyed the sunbathing.

After changing into clean clothes, Shen Lang released a purple electric flying boat and flew towards Fulong Island.

I haven't been back for eight years, and the cave mansion that I rented outside Heavenly Star City on Fulong Island is estimated to have been recovered.

Shen Lang was in a very happy mood, and after walking around the ruins, although he was almost overshadowed, fortunately, he was clever enough to avoid the crisis. After meditating in the ruins of the Immortal Garden for eight years, he successfully broke through the peak of the late stage of Nirvana.

When you arrive in Celestial Star City and stabilize yourself, you can try to get married!

For Shen Lang who used to be, the Yuan Dan period was really unimaginable. At this moment, it seemed to be within reach, and Shen Lang felt a burst of excitement in his heart.

But it is not so easy to advance to the Yuan Dan stage, and a lot of preparation work needs to be done.

The Purple Electric Flying Boat flew over the sky and sea for seven or eight days, and finally reached the boundary of Fulong Island.

Avoiding being high-profile, Shen Lang put away the purple electric flying boat and flew away towards Heavenly Star City.

"Huh, why is the number of monks on Fulong Island so small?"

Shen Lang flew in the sky, passing through the towns, he released his divine sense to sweep the island, and found that the number of monks in each town was pitiful.

The monks in the foundation building period couldn't even see a single figure, and Shen Lang was surprised.