Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 259
Shortly after Fang Yan practiced Liu Guangyi, Xing Wuwu also stopped practicing.

"Fang Yan, this time I have gained a lot from meditation. I have never had such an experience. You are lucky." Xing Wuwu said enviously. Regarding the experience of improving the cultivation base and improving the state of mind, no matter how high the cultivation base is, it is inevitable. vulgar.

"It's still relying on Brother Xing's cave, Brother Xing, who arranged this transfigured starry sky?"

"I don't know. I just got a token at the beginning. After refining it, I sensed it here. After I came in, I got a Nebula Jue, which is the one for you. The illusion starry sky above my head. Although I went in to investigate, but Without going deep, it is really too mysterious, almost no different from the real world.”

"Brother Xing, speaking of Xingyun Jue, I realized some more Jue in that transfigured starry sky, do you want it?"

"No need, I didn't practice this mental method in the first place. I just realized it. Even if it is higher than my mental method, it is impossible to change the mental method now. Let's not talk about it. I just saw that you have a Only the appearance of the weapon spirit, could it be that your peach miasma armor has already bred the weapon spirit? It is not appropriate to mature in such a short time."

"Brother Xing misunderstood, it's not the peach miasma armor, but this Liuguang wing." Fang Yan took out the Liuguang wing.

Xing Wuwu was also a little surprised when he saw Fangyan take out another middle-grade spiritual weapon. Fangyan almost grew up watching him practice. This magic weapon was undoubtedly available when he entered Zhangtao Forest, but Fangyan was in a hurry at the time. He took three things for himself and didn't go into details. Unexpectedly, the flying escape magic weapon he mentioned turned out to be a middle-grade spiritual weapon. This kind of magic weapon is rarer than a simple attack and defense magic weapon, but Xing Wuwu felt relieved after thinking about it. It's not such a high-level magic weapon, how can it escape the pursuit of Nascent Soul cultivator with the initial cultivation base of Jindan in dialect.

Xing Wuwu inspected for a while, then asked Fangyan to put away the Liuguang wings, and led Fangyan to a mountain peak in the middle of the cave.

There are no buildings on the mountain, only a stone platform with a lot of dots carved on it, which is somewhat similar to the starry sky above the head, but the number on it is much smaller.

"Fang Yan, you can practice here in the future. Below is a spiritual spring. It is much better to absorb spiritual energy than outside. This is also the source of spiritual energy in this cave. I still need to refine a few magic weapons, and then we will go out. I will take you to find those Nascent Soul cultivators."

Xing Wuyi has already successfully practiced that iron-blooded banner. He is much faster than the dialect sacrifice, but it is definitely not enough to only have one magic weapon. The refining magic weapon is not as fast as the sacrifice and training magic weapon, even for Nascent Soul cultivators. It will be refined in half an hour.

At this moment, Fang Yan had no intention of seeking revenge immediately. Just as he was about to agree, a weak voice came from his consciousness: "Fang Yan, come to the cave with me first, I need to be there to recover."

It was the old man's Danyangzi's voice. He only said a word, and the old man's consciousness retracted into the Qiankun ring again, and there was no sound. It has been a long time, and the breath is still so weak. Dialect checked and confirmed that the old man is just weak and there is no serious problem for the time being.

Dialect knows that this is not a good place for the old man to heal his injuries. Now that he has found all three things, he should let the old man go back to his cave to practice. If he wants to come to the old man, he also wants to shape his body as soon as possible. Although the thunder calamity is just a small thunder calamity, it is powerful It should not be underestimated at all. It is estimated that the old man needs to prepare a lot of things to survive. Even if Brother Xingwu trusts him very much, Fang Yan also knows that it is not suitable to release the old man for the two to meet.

"Brother Xing, I still have some things to do first, and those people should not look for them for the time being. If that casual cultivator hadn't died in Zhang Taolin, he must have fled back to the open sea. The vast open sea wants to find someone It is difficult to become a monk, but the remaining two are easy to find. They are all monks of the sect. However, there must be countless large formations in the sect. If you want my source, then wait until you find a trace of the source before leading them out."

Xing Wuwu naturally understands these things, but he agreed to the dialect at the beginning, no matter how difficult it is, he has to do it, even if he is not afraid of Shang Zongmen Xingwu, it is not an exaggeration to say that the dialect is a life-saving grace for him. Speaking of dialect, knowing that dialect has no immediate intention of revenge, and has his own plan in mind, he no longer insists on it.

"Dialect, it's fine if you think so, but I'll take you somewhere you need to go."

"Brother Xing, don't bother, you can refine the magic weapon. Now that I have the streamer wings, I can escape even if I encounter a high-level monster. What's more, I just need to escape to a place with a teleportation array."

"Well, well, there is a teleportation array 80 miles northeast of here, but I don't know if it is still there after thousands of years. If there is no one there, there is a small sect about 30 miles north of you. , There is also a small teleportation array there."

Saying that, Xing Wuyi made a jade slip of the surrounding map and handed it to Dialect. At the same time, Xing Wuyi handed Dialect a jade bottle, which contained a whole bottle of Lingquan spring water. But it is much faster than absorbing spiritual energy to transform mana. Today's dialect only needs one drop, and it can replenish the whole body's mana in a few hours of refining. This is a full bottle of no less than tens of thousands of drops, which can last for a long time .

In the end, Xing Wuwu refined a letter talisman and gave it to Dialect. After agreeing on a few meeting places, the token on Xing Wuwu's head appeared again. Dialect stepped out of this cave and came to the deserted Gobi Desert.

He took out the jade slip that Xing Wuwu had just given him, and compared it with his original one. Dialect finally knew where he was, and after identifying the direction, Dialect immediately urged Liu Guangyi to teleport to the place that Xing Wuwu said. Flee away.

After the improvement of the dialect, especially after the Liuguang Wing has been fully trained, the speed of flying away has increased by a bit, and the distance of 80 is less than four breaths.

This teleportation array is not only still there, but a sect has also been formed relying on the teleportation array, and the dialect has not been inquired carefully, but I just heard that it is called the Han Yuzong, so I took the teleportation array and left here. Unfortunately, this teleportation array is not Qingyun Zongtai A large teleportation array of that kind can only teleport a distance of 200 million miles.

After falling down three times in a row, the dialect finally stepped out of the Qingyun Sect's teleportation array. The dialect didn't stop at all. After leaving the teleportation array, Yujian flew thousands of miles away from the Qingyun Sect, and then activated the streamer wings. After a flash, he was already standing in the old man's cave Before.

Cultivation has no time, and it is ten years in a blink of an eye. It still doesn't count the speed of time in the streamer wings. I don't know how the people of the Huang surname who stay here are doing now. It shouldn't be bad to think about it in this cave full of spiritual energy. , and Liu'er didn't know how far she had gone.

Today's dialect no longer needs to rely on Bainu to enter the old man's cave, and the restriction here is also considered subtle, but it is far from as high-level as Xing Wuwu's. With a few hand tricks, the dialect will step into the forbidden door .

As soon as he stepped into it, Fang Yan felt several auras sweeping around him, and some of them had already established their foundations. However, as long as the cultivation of Dialect is not deliberately revealed, it is difficult for them to find out even if they probe.

"Old man, I've arrived at your cave, where are you going?" Fang Yan didn't rush to find the people surnamed Huang, but first informed the weak old man Danyangzi.

"Go to the shortest attic." The still weak voice came to the dialect consciousness.

As for the formation before the attic, Dialect Po Huan had already seen it clearly, he didn't need the old man's guidance, he walked through it slowly, without disturbing anyone, it was no worse than the owner here.

Entering the attic, Fang Yan took the Qiankun ring off his finger: "Old man, you have already entered, what should you do next?"

The old man didn't bother to worry about how dialect got in, and hurriedly said: "Dialect, there is a round stone on the ground in the hall, that is the eye of a gathering spirit array, just put me on the round stone , This time it was really capsized in the gutter, I, Dan Yangzi, was wounded by a bee beast all my life, and almost lost my life."

Dialect curled his lips, and he has lived his entire life in a trap. After taking a few steps, Fang Yan placed the Qiankun Ring on the boulder that the old man said, and saw traces of pure aura emanating from around the boulder. Emerged, submerged into the Qiankun ring.

(End of this chapter)