Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 245
With just this sound, Fang Yan immediately fell into a dangerous situation. He had already sunk into an illusion, as if his long-lost father had returned to him.

But at this moment, countless phantoms around him immediately disappeared, turning into a huge head and rushing towards the dialect.

This devil was different from what Fang Yan encountered in the Dark Demon Realm. He had no body, only a head, and his attack method was extremely simple. After approaching Dialect's slightly confused soul, he opened his mouth wide and bit down hard.

If it were any other monks, they would definitely not attack the golden core so rashly. Needless to say, those disciples of the sect must have formed the alchemy in the secret realm of the sect. These places are not only full of spiritual energy, but also set up various large formations to prevent demons from attacking the alchemy. Head attack, although it lacks mind training, it reduces a lot of danger. If you are a casual cultivator, you will have to prepare for a long time. You have to get something like the heart essence before you can hit the golden core. Even so, the chance of a monk forming a core is also Extremely low, it is not an exaggeration to say that the cultivator's alchemy is incomplete. Most of the cultivators are addicted to illusions, and they are attacked by the devil without a sound, and their souls are completely destroyed, leaving only a body.

The soul of the dialect is already extremely condensed, and the cultivation of the foundation is comparable to that of the early or even middle-stage monks of Jindan. Even if it is so, it will not be able to withstand the gnawing of such a demon. It will be swallowed up in a short time, leaving only one With an empty shell.

The dialect practice time is too short, although he knew the danger of forming alchemy, he did not expect it to be such a dangerous method. The dialect who was trapped in the illusion could not feel the danger at all, even the Yingying that he got in the Qingyun Market in his hand. The heart marrow was not swallowed either.

Just when the dialect was immersed in it, suddenly a bright light flashed in his eyes. No matter what he thought of, the father in front of him would immediately conjure up the corresponding scene. Patting clothes is no different from the father in dialect's memory, but there is a small movement that makes dialect wake up suddenly. Although dialect's father is left-handed, he always uses his right hand when holding a knife to peel animal skins, and has never changed. The person in front of him held the knife in his left hand at first, although he switched to his right hand in an instant, but Dialect was still alert.

Suddenly, Fang Yan woke up, he was forming an alchemy, everything in front of him was an illusion, and Fang Yan, who had reacted, immediately felt that his soul had been attacked. If he didn't wake up in time, he would be killed by this bird in a short time. The devil swallowed it clean.

Dialect, who had come to his senses, couldn't help feeling a little terrified, the pill formation was so dangerous, if it wasn't for the small deviation just now, he would probably be silent in that boundless illusion until he died.

Without further delay, Dialect immediately swallowed Ying's heart essence. No wonder this Ying heart essence is called the holy object of forming alchemy. It is too late to turn into an illusion again. Dialect is not at all afraid of the fierce devil. Dialect has killed countless demons in the Dark Demon Realm. Yes, it is motivating.

Several invisible puncture needles shot towards the huge head. After Fang Yan felt a scream of a devil coming from his sea of ​​consciousness, he became completely clean and fell into an illusion for a long time, but in fact it was only a short film Engraved.

When he came back to his senses, the golden core in his body had increased several times and had already taken shape. The dialect passed through the core formation was only the biggest crisis. As long as it continued to consolidate and successfully condensed the golden core until it could no longer condense mana and aura, it was a genuine one. The Jindan Great Cultivator.

Dialect immediately activated the kung fu, sucking out as much aura as possible from the Qiankun Pot, and pouring it into his dantian. At this time, the dantian was like a long-dried river bed, not letting go of every trace of mana and aura pouring in.

At the same time, Dialect discovered that his absorption of the original power has not stopped, and the speed at which he absorbs the original power has accelerated a lot. If it was just a trace before, it has become a strand now, and it is still increasing. In the process, only one percent of the original power was refined in more than a year, and one-third of it disappeared in a short period of time.

Dialect would naturally not refuse, every trace of original power condensed into the golden core, dialect could feel that his golden core became more solidified, and the flow of mana in his hand accelerated the speed of absorbing the original power.

Bang bang vibrated several times in a row, Fang Yan noticed that the golden elixir in his dantian had circulated back and forth for a few times and then hung there quietly.

Dialect has seen many golden elixirs, be it monsters or monks, but he has never seen such a golden elixir like the one he condensed. The biggest feature is that it is big. Dialect's golden elixir is bigger than before. Canghai's golden elixir was twice as big. In addition to being bigger, Dialect also found that his elixir actually shone with three colors of light, water blue, golden yellow, and fiery red. Three colors flickered.

With just one thought in the dialect, the magic power contained in the golden core will gush out without a trace of stagnation, which is much faster than before.

Fang Yan looked at the golden elixir in his dantian, and was still a little dazed. He condensed the golden elixir so easily and became a golden elixir monk?After a while, Fang Yan finally realized that this was not an illusion, it was indeed that he had condensed the golden core.

At the moment when the golden core was condensed in the dialect, Qian Muzi outside the Tianyue Nine Illusory Formation also immediately discovered the situation here: "With just such a little spiritual energy, the core was successfully formed? How is this possible, the time is only two short Shichen, even if it absorbs the original power, it will not be strong." While thinking, he stared at the phantom formation opposite.

For Qian Muzi's actions, the dialect can see clearly when it is running through the illusion, but at this moment, the dialect is still quietly in the joy of improving the realm and mana growth, and the feeling of forming a golden pill is much greater than building a foundation. I realized that I was more sensitive to the aura of the surrounding world, and could even sense the subtle aura fluctuations hundreds of feet away.

Needless to say, the mana in the body, the mana contained in the golden pill is more than four or five times more than the previous virtual pill. The most important thing is not the increase in the total amount, but the much faster circulation. It takes no effort to move two to three middle-grade treasures, even a top-grade treasure like the Luan Stone Formation Disk.

Moreover, after the successful alchemy, the speed at which the dialect breathes out the spiritual energy has also greatly increased. With one breath, a large amount of spiritual energy can be inhaled. At this speed, as long as there is no shortage of spiritual energy in the Qiankun Pot, even if you drive the stone array for several hours, It can be supported as much as possible, and if the chaotic stone array is like this, the other middle-grade and high-grade treasures are naturally not a problem.

Dialect turned his hands, and almost instantly, three Wutu mines appeared in his hands. The mana in his body only consumed less than half, and he would be able to recover in a short time. In this way, he can use this ultimate move in the future, and You don't have to worry about mana consumption when using one as before.

Fang Yan tried all the magic weapons and spells he had mastered one by one. What surprised Fang Yan was that the enchanting sound he obtained after refining the blue-tailed beast had improved after forming the alchemy, but it was still not as good as the original blue-tailed beast. The effect of casting.

Even so, the dialect is very satisfied, but Liuguangyi dialect still has no confidence to push it. I just tried it. Although it is much better than before, Liuguangyi is already eager to move, but I have already input half of the mana, even if I can push it. , I can only support a few breaths of kung fu, and I still can't use it for a long time except for running away, but Dialect knows that as long as I fully practice this magic weapon, the spirit inside can be used by myself, and I don't need to activate it myself. so much effort.

For my own domain, the dialect is still a little unfamiliar, and I need to explore it slowly to become proficient. The spiritual mind turns, and after releasing and withdrawing my domain several times, the dialect will no longer be tested. Qian Muzi outside is still waiting there, and the dialect understands. He was thinking about the original power, and now that drop of original power has been absorbed by him more than half, the rest, the dialect will naturally not be cheap Qian Muzi, although he brought himself here to find Chishui agate , But in fact, there is no kindness in my heart.

(End of this chapter)