Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 224 The Old Man's Origin

Hearing the old man's words, Fang Yan was taken aback, a middle-grade spirit weapon?A middle-grade spirit weapon with a spirit weapon?I already overestimated the grade of these two wings, and I just thought it was a top-grade treasure, but I didn't expect it to be a spirit weapon, or an intermediate one. It is a good thing to have a higher grade. Think about the fragment of a spirit weapon back then. Then they were robbed by others, and a spirit weapon without spirit was sold for a sky-high price of 500 million spirit stones. My pair of streamer wings turned out to be a middle-grade spirit weapon. Isn't that worth over [-] million spirit stones?

After the shock, Dialect began to think about practical issues. The higher the rank, the higher the requirements for monks, and even if he practiced it, he would not be able to use it. At the beginning, Rong Canghai only pushed half of it and it was so difficult. Even if he practiced it, he could Can't be activated is the problem?
"Old man, middle-grade spiritual weapon? I can still hold on to the middle-grade treasure now, but my Tao Miasma Armor can't fully push it. You let me practice the middle-grade spiritual weapon. Even if I practice it, what can I do? Could it be possible to escape from this ghostly place in an instant? If you break into another dangerous place, you will lose your mana and die?"

"You want to mobilize this magic weapon by yourself? Think about it after the alchemy is formed. It can suck you dry in an instant, and it will be hard for the old man. Hey, who knows that you are such an unlucky fellow, okay, If you want to mobilize it, you have to practice it, and if you can't use it, you plan to sell it."

Naturally, this magic weapon will not be auctioned off. No matter how high the value is, it is only a price. Such a good thing must be used by oneself. If it cannot be activated now, it does not mean that it will not be activated in the future. I have enough confidence in the Jiedan dialect. I still have a lot of treasures that increase the success rate of forming alchemy, plus two spiritual roots, it would be strange if I didn't form alchemy.

"Old man, how long will it take to practice this streamer wing, and when can we leave this ghostly place."

"If my physical body is still there, it won't take long to practice this streamer wing. You, it will take some time, but I won't be trapped for thousands of years like me. Work hard, I see you The gambit that you played just now is very exquisite, but your spiritual sense is still a little lacking, and your cultivation base is a bit low. Normal middle-grade spiritual weapons require at least Jindan monks to barely sacrifice and practice, and the spirit can be more condensed, but relying on that There is hope for you, brat, to succeed in practicing the gauntlet formula during the foundation establishment period."

The tone that came from the old man's consciousness was quite jealous.

The dialect ignored the old man's implication, his spirit was insufficient, and his spiritual sense could not keep up with him. Of course he knew that the last set of Fan Ping Jue's most complicated hand formula, now the dialect can play more than 900 moves, which is short of the last hundred moves, which is also the most complicated. The difficult hundred-style dialect can't be typed smoothly, not because of lack of mana, but because the spirit is tired and the spirit cannot keep up.

Dialect has also figured out a way. Concentration spell has no effect on the current dialect, but it is also extremely limited. This is just the most common way of magic in the cultivation world. The effect of the spell is much lower.

The method dialect thought of was to devour the soul ghost. When he practiced alchemy jade, he did the same thing. What he devoured was the pure energy of the soul ghost in the soul bone. The soul bone was reserved for Liu'er to use, but dialect There are two sets of Soul Devouring Arrays on his body, one large and one small, although the ghosts in the soul beads are not as pure as the one in the soul bone, but in terms of energy, they are far greater than that one.

The old man also quickly discovered the soul orb in Fang Yan's hand. Although he didn't see the action of Fang Yan devouring the ghost, how could he, who has become a master, not know how Fang Yan did it: "Dialect, devouring the ghost is not advisable, no matter how pure the energy It’s also nothing compared to cultivating and condensing the soul by yourself. If you accumulate it, one day you will suffer backlash. At that time, the gods will be hard to save. Take it, this is a way to train the soul. Only you can use it, if others want to use it, it will be troublesome."

A message came from the old man's spiritual consciousness. The dialect has never been clear about the old man's origin. At the beginning, Jiu Huan once guessed that the secret of collecting pills he got from the old man came from the Qing Dan sect. Later, after meeting the old man, Jiu Huan I didn't mention this matter again, and I always regarded myself as an old man and a senior of Qingdanmen. It wasn't until I received this message and pondered it carefully for a while that Dialect realized that my views all along were wrong. The method of knowledge is basically the method of Wan Poison Sect. Thinking about the process of refining Rising Dragon Pill, Fang Yan understood: "Old man, are you from Wan Poison Sect?"

"That's right, old man, I am the Wan Poison Sect's right, what's the matter, don't you?"

"Why not." Fang Yan rolled his eyes when he heard the words, how could he not want such a good thing.

"That's right. The Wan Poison Sect you mentioned should have its roots in the Hundred Poison Sect back then, but so what, as long as you can improve your strength, you can use any kung fu. You are no better than the Poison Sect's kung fu now." How much is the difference between helping disciples, those poisonous insects are in the sect, and disciples with your cultivation level cannot touch them, let alone those alchemy formulas."

"You are right, Wan Poison Sect really has a little grudge against me, so don't protect me when I go to trouble you."

"Fuck you, only your own strength is the most important thing in the cultivation world. People who rely on the protection of others will not succeed in the end. Back then, you were only at the early stage of foundation establishment, and an inner disciple was ransacked by you. He deserved it."

Dialect didn't expect the old man to say such a few words, but thinking about it, Du Luo had a Void Core cultivation base, which was higher than his own now, and there was also a spiritual pet who also condensed a Void Core, but he was killed by both of them , he was unlucky, but after Du Luo died, there were still people who set up a poison formation in front of his parents' graves. This was absolutely intolerable to him.

Putting away his thoughts, Dialect began to study the method that the old man gave him. It is indeed the method of Wan Poison Sect. It uses the soul of poisonous insects to stimulate its own soul, and uses its poisonous attack to condense the soul. An excellent solution.

No wonder the old man said that he could cultivate. If it weren't for the many poisonous insects on his body, even if he got this method, where would he go to find these poisonous souls for a while? Come to practice.

After thinking about it several times, Fang Yan flipped his hand, took out a jade bottle containing a first-order poisonous insect, and typed a hand formula in his hand. In an instant, the poisonous insects in the bottle fell to the ground one after another, and they were already dead. Ten poisonous souls, the first time you get started with dialect, you can only start with the lowest-level poisonous insects. After gathering the poisonous souls in your hands, they clap your hands and send them into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The vortex area of ​​Eryanhai returned to its former calm, and no pillar of light soaring into the sky appeared again. After admiring the overseas scenery for several months, the monks gathered on Yuzhou Island, except for a small part stayed in the East China Sea, and the rest dispersed separately. Zhoudao also restored the previous order.

Under the calm surface, there is an undercurrent. The two major forces in Yuzhou Island, Tianya Haige and Haisha Gang, each have a Nascent Soul cultivator sitting in command. The two are on Yuzhou Island, controlling the order here. It has been thousands of years, and they rarely show up in these years, and they are all practicing in the sect's secret realm, hoping to make a breakthrough again.

But with the appearance and disappearance of that beam of light, this peace was broken. In just a few months, this was the second time the two had met. In the past 300 years, the two had only met once.

"Brother, it's time for the opening of that place in Er Yanhai. These days, many comrades have come to investigate. Could it be that this time it is really going to be born?"

"Whether it was really born or not, I always come to investigate. I would rather kill by mistake than miss it. The scene of the last opening is still vivid in my memory. In the blink of an eye, it has been 500 years, and it has passed by in a flash."

"This time the movement was much bigger, and it happened ten times in a row. It's really different from the previous few times. I'm afraid some old monsters are also staring at this place. If they really came out of this world, if they want to get that treasure, what's the point?" It needs to be summed up properly.”

"Second brother, we have been operating on Yuzhou Island for thousands of years. Although Er Yanhai is in the outer sea, it is still our land. The layout of these years is not for nothing. Even if one or two old monsters come, it will not affect us. Our arrangement."

"Well, according to past experience, there should be ten years left, but this time I always feel that something is wrong. We have to prepare early. If that treasure is born, there will be no Yuzhou Island in the future."

"As long as you get it, a mere Yuzhou Island is nothing. Okay, second brother, you go back first. In the past few years, I have to go to seclusion again. Second brother Lao has to do things outside."

(End of this chapter)