Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 1001 Talk about the transaction again
In a secret room in the Great Soul Building of the Great Soul City, a Nascent Soul cultivator was observing with a token in his hand. Looking at the token in his hand, the Nascent Soul cultivator of the Great Soul Sect looked uncertain. He looked up and down. The cultivator sitting opposite him could not detect anything, and his breath was bland, as if he was just an ordinary visitor.

The person sitting comfortably was Dialect who had returned from the Tianhun Continent. Seeing the doubts of this Nascent Soul cultivator, Dialect didn't care, and said with a smile, "You just go and report yourself." While speaking, Dialect revealed a little bit of himself a breath of air.

Sensing this aura, the Nascent Soul cultivator's expression changed in shock, and without hesitation, he sent a message to the two Jindan cultivators beside him, asking them to entertain the dialect, while he bowed to the dialect and apologized. , and then headed towards the depths of the sect.

The remaining two monks were a little at a loss. Although their master didn't say anything clearly, they only saw the expression on his face. They also knew that the monk in front of them was not an ordinary person. Just when they were still a little nervous, they heard the voice in dialect again: " Just stay here, you don’t need to entertain me, I will hear back soon.”

As the dialect said, his words had just fallen within a few breaths, and the Nascent Soul cultivator had turned around and said to the dialect with a respectful face: "Please forgive me for not knowing the masters, the Dao and the Great Venerable are welcome, the ancestor Now I have something to do and I can't get away from it for a while, so please come with the younger generation with the dialect friends."

Hearing the words of the Nascent Soul cultivator, the faces of the two people who were not but Jindan cultivators showed fiery expressions. They were speaking in dialect?Although few people have seen the dialect, the name of the dialect is very famous in the Great Soul Sect. This senior is actually a dialect who was a Nascent Soul cultivator hundreds of years ago, and now he can get along with several great elders of the same generation?

Ignoring the gazes of these people, Fang Yan immediately stood up and said softly to the monk Yuanying, "It's okay, just lead the way."

Dialect didn't care that Cang Dao and none of the other great venerables showed up. Originally, he just sent a message to Cang Dao and one, just to say hello, and took his five-element spiritual object, and left Some pills and left.

Cang Dao and Xiang Lai are still refining the broken sword. If they want to repair a damaged high-grade spiritual weapon, they just connect the two parts. It is not an easy task. I am afraid that three to five years will not be enough, but they don't want Cang Daoyu still has time to let himself in, it seems that it has reached a stage where Cang Daoyu also has time to spare.

With the affirmation of dialect, monk Nascent Soul immediately took steps and led dialect to the top floor of the Great Soul Building.

"Senior, the junior sent the senior here. After the gate is the sect of our sect, the senior should be familiar with it." The monk Yuanying said respectfully in the dialect.

"Thank you very much." Fang Yan took out a few magic weapons and handed them to several monks: "You take these things, although they are not top-notch, they can be useful after a sacrifice."

"Thank you, senior." Not only the Nascent Soul cultivator, but also the two Golden Core cultivators heard that they still had their own share. After receiving a few magical treasures shrouded in spiritual light, Dang Lian happily bowed and said, and the distracted cultivator made a move, and it was again Bad, where can it go.

Sure enough, when the figure of Dialect crossed the portal and disappeared, the three of them immediately released their spiritual senses to observe the magic weapons in their hands. Overwhelmed with ecstasy, the moment they were about to shout out loudly, they suddenly thought of something. The three of them looked around at the same time, and then quickly put away the magic weapon.

"You two, don't be too happy. This kind of magic weapon is not something you can use now. Don't covet the power of the magic weapon to force it. I'm afraid it will be a disaster." Cultivator Nascent Soul looked at the two disciples who were the same as himself. , I actually got a spiritual weapon, but I felt a little strange in my heart, but after all, I was my disciple. With these three spiritual weapons, my lineage would be able to overwhelm several senior brothers in the future. Thinking of this , Looking at the two disciples who didn't pay much attention to him, the Nascent Soul cultivator looked much gentler.

More than one distracted monk was killed recently, and he didn't care about the dialect of a few low-grade spiritual weapons and magic weapons. After sending them out, he didn't think about it. Arriving here is considered easy and familiar with the road, and there is no need for others to lead, and soon Fang Yan arrived at the Great Soul Sect Welcome Hall.

"Fang Yan, you are willing to come back, you don't need to go to the Welcome Hall, just come to the secret place."

Before approaching the Yingbin Hall, a divine consciousness was passed into his sea of ​​consciousness, whether it was Cang Daoyu or someone else.

Hearing Cang Daoyu's voice, Fang Yan didn't answer, just smiled, then turned around, following the fluctuation of Cang Daoyu's spiritual consciousness, he headed towards the deeper secret realm of the Great Soul Sect.

After a while, Fang Yan, who entered a secret room, saw Cang Daoyu sitting cross-legged in it. Cang Daoyu was obviously still urging the exercises, and it seemed that the situation would soon be over.

Dialect didn't bother, just sat on one side by himself, took out a square table and a tea set, and after a while, the whole secret room was filled with the fragrance of tea.

When Fang Yan just poured out two cups of clear tea, Cang Daoyu over there also stopped his exercises, sucked in his proboscis, his expression changed, he laughed and said: "Extreme Wuhai tea, I didn't expect you to have such a good thing on you." But last time I didn't take it out, I was very stingy."

While speaking, Cang Daoyu stretched out his hand, a wave passed by, rolled up a cup of tea and brought it to him, sipped it lightly, then closed his eyes and shook his head, savoring the infinite taste of the tea.

After a while, Cang Daoyu slowly opened his eyes, as if he still had more to say, but he didn't go to swallow the remaining half cup of spiritual tea. He raised his eyes to look at the dialect, and after looking up and down, he slowly said: "I didn't suffer anything. Injury, it’s just a trip to the Heavenly Soul Continent, why did it take so long, could it be that something happened on the way?”

"It's nothing if there's a small accident." Fang Yan said with a smile, but Fang Yan had no interest in publicizing such things as killing the ancestors of the Hua family and Gui Yinzi.

Cang Daoyu also had no intention of inquiring about the whereabouts of the dialect, but shook his head speechlessly: "You can kill Qiu Lanzi head-on, even in the entire world of comprehension, there are few people who dare to say that they can do this, but I don't care." Don't worry about it, let's not talk about it, you have to give me more of your pills."

Hearing Cang Daoyu's words, Fang Yan smiled and said: "As long as there are enough five-element spirits."

Hearing the casual tone of the dialect, and then looking up and down at the very relaxed expression of the dialect, Cang Daoyu paused for a moment before speaking again: "It's just five elements, my disciples of the Great Soul Sect are no less than those of the Tianxing Sect. How can I lose your five-element spiritual objects, I'm afraid you can't come up with good things."

Wen Yan's dialect expression changed: "Brother Cang, I might not dare to boast about other things, but those few medicines are quite sufficient."

Several fifth-grade pills of the former panacea, when the Tianxing sect had prepared a lot of raw materials, it’s just that dialect himself can’t use these five-grade pills now, but he didn’t take care of them, he just threw them in casually Into the portal of Qiankunhu earth system, let them grow on their own, but from Cang Daoyu's tone, he seems to have more five-element spirits in his hands, if he can get enough five-element spirits with these kinds of pills , and the dialect doesn't mind cultivating it carefully.

Looking at the confidence shown in the dialect, Cang Daoyu had the idea of ​​suppressing entertainment, shook his head and said: "Friendship is friendship, business is business, those kinds of pills are indeed useful, but they are only for people under Yuanying. It is useful for everyone, and what you get in exchange is naturally the spiritual things collected by the monks under Yuanying, and some things cannot be exchanged with five-grade pills."

"En? Brother Cang, if you have something good to say, as long as they can get it back, the sixth-grade pill is nothing, not to mention that you promised me to randomly pick spiritual things from the Great Soul Building."

At this moment, Cang Daoyu's meaning was fully revealed, and Fang Yan secretly laughed in his heart. He dared not boast about other things. As for pills, Zi Ling would force him to refine eighth-rank pills, at least seventh-rank pills I'm still somewhat sure, as for the sixth grade, although it's not as familiar as those five grades of pills, it won't be much more troublesome.

(End of this chapter)