Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 260 Farewell
Fang Yan stayed around the old man for a month, and finally saw that the speed at which the old man absorbed spiritual energy slowed down a lot. After waiting for a few more days, the old man's consciousness came out: "Fang Yan, it is thanks to you that I can come back here. I have been practicing in seclusion in the cave for a few days, as for the lingering soul star vanilla, I still need you to help me pay attention, if you can’t get it back, you can come to me again, or go to Senior Jiu Huan for help.”

"Old man, don't worry, we already have the linghunxing vanilla." Hearing what the old man said, Fang Yan knew that he didn't know what he had no intention of giving to Xing.

"Really?" The old man showed some doubts.

"I can still lie to you. Not only do I have it, it was given by Brother Jiu Huan, and someone has already tried it, and the effect is no problem." Now that Xing Wuyi has successfully sculpted his body, Dialect no longer needs to hide his existence , Immediately told the old man about Xing Wuxin.

"There is actually a senior who became the body of the Nascent Soul? I said how did you know those things at the beginning? It turned out to be like this. The old man was a little bit embarrassed when he heard that, and the two Nascent Soul cultivators put their fate in a building. Who will believe it when it is told about the basic cultivator?

"Old man, Little Thunder Tribulation is not ordinary, you must have a certain degree of certainty to proceed."

It's just that the consciousness is fluctuating, and even the dialect can feel the disdainful eyes from the old man: "What do you need to say? Speaking of it, I have only heard of this exercise, but I have never seen it before. That senior star has practiced it for thousands of years. They were all almost killed by the thunder robbery. Only in recent years have I recovered enough spiritual energy, which is far worse than my predecessors, but when I return to the cave, I recover much faster. In the following days, I will I'm going to practice in seclusion, but I have to borrow this Qiankun ring for a while."

After listening to the dialect and putting the three jade boxes into the Qiankun ring, he directly urged the hand trick to erase the imprint of the Qiankun ring: "Old man, this thing is yours in the first place, and it's useless for me to hold it. Just return it to you." Yes. Three things are also left for you. It is very safe to retreat in your cave.

I also took away those people with the surname Huang outside when I go out. After I go out, you will seal the cave so that no one will disturb you to retreat. You also refine a letter and come out. I will contact you nearby, if necessary, I will help you through the small thunder tribulation, you know that I have a thunder tree on my body, which has a certain restraint effect on the thunder tribulation. "

"Okay, just do as you said, I owe you a lot, and it's not bad, but dialect, after you go out, you must be cautious, and don't be as reckless as before, although every time you can turn evil Good luck, but a person cannot be so lucky forever, as long as there is one time, you will fall into a situation that will never be restored, death is a trivial matter, there are countless ways in the cultivation world to make your soul immortal, and life is better than death."

It is rare for the old man to speak with the dialect so solemnly, but the dialect knows that this is the old man reminding himself that all the things in the past, after thinking about it, are really reckless. Coincidentally, I did not know how many times I had died by relying on several magic weapons to catch me by surprise.

"Okay, old man, I understand. I am now a great monk in the middle stage of Golden Core. In the previous sect, even the head teacher would not have my strength."

The old man knew that the dialect was easy to say, but he was already paying attention, so he stopped mentioning this matter: "Your original sect, but the monks who established the foundation were the first level of elders, and it was just the lowest sect in the cultivation world. , I think the aura in the sect is not as good as in my cave, so what if it is the head teacher, after seeing more, you will know that it is no big deal even if it is a big sect, okay, you go, At that time, I will notify you to let you help me overcome the little thunder disaster."

After watching the old man arrange a formation to envelop himself, the dialect retreated.

The dialect that no longer concealed its breath was quickly discovered by the people of the Huang surname.

"It's Senior Fang, Senior is back." The fire of everyone's oath was still on Fang Yan, just as the breath was revealed, the surrounding Huang clan members felt it, and not long after, the whole clan quickly gathered together.

For a while, there were constant voices of saluting and greetings, but Fang Yan didn't see the little sister Liu'er he missed.

After a little induction, I found that Liu'er and the others who were retreating were all in a secret room opened several feet underground, and there were some formations around them to assist them. Unexpectedly, there were still some members of the Huang surname who had studied the formations, and their level was still low. Can.

Yep?The aura exuded by Liu'er is very strange. Her cultivation level is just at the foundation establishment stage, but her soul is not in the middle stage of foundation establishment. Dialect thinks about it. , the cultivation of other people has also improved significantly. The few people with the highest cultivation are already in the middle stage of foundation establishment, and the ones who are worse have reached the eleventh or second level of Qi refining. It is not surprising that this is the case.

With only these dozens of people, Fang Yan's current strength is not inferior to that of the original Mo Lingzong, but Fang Yan is not very interested in forming a sect, and helping the Huang people is only moved by their emotions of returning to their homeland, and has no thought of taking them in. As a subordinate, even accepting the flame of oath is only a stopgap measure.

"Old patriarch, I came here to take you out this time. Although this place is full of aura, it is not a place to stay for a long time. As long as the clan's strength does not provoke high-level monks, they can protect themselves even outside. You How do you feel?"

"Everything is arranged by Brother Fang." Without a trace of objection, the old patriarch immediately agreed.

As for where to arrange these people, Dialect has already made arrangements. He originally planned to arrange them to the cave in Zhangtao Forest, but such a big incident happened in Zhangtao Forest. I won't go, I can't go there again.

However, Fang Yan still has the two tokens he got from Bai Nu and Rong Canghai back then. At that time, he didn’t know what they were, but now he already knows that they must be two tokens. After refining the token, I have a vague sense of the location of the two caves. The one from Bainu points to the south that I have never been to, and the one from Rongcanghai points to the north. The Lingzong area is in the same direction.

Dialect's plan is to find this cave this time, and place the Huang surnamed people there, so that he can practice there as much as possible in the future.

With a wave of Fang Yan's hand, the people surnamed Huang, regardless of their level of cultivation, only felt a burst of space fluctuations, and then they had already changed their environment. No exception, of course, the reason why they can ingest the magic weapon so easily is because their oath fire is on the dialect. If it is someone else, even a Qi refining monk, the dialect will not be so easy.

After saying goodbye to the old man from a distance, Fang Yan left the old man's cave, and then there was a wave of restriction behind him. Fang Yan knew that the old man had restarted the formation restriction here. With the old man in charge, even if others knew how to break the restriction, It's not that easy to get in either.

Dialect didn't fly to the north immediately, but went to Qingyun Market first, consumed a lot of spiritual herbs in the open sea, but he didn't replenish them on Yuzhou Island, this time he just went to Qingyun Market to buy, although Fang Yan only has hundreds of thousands of spirit stones on him, but he still has tens of thousands of fourth-order bee beast bodies. He can exchange a lot of spirit stones with just a few of them, and Fang Yan doesn't need to buy a lot of high-level spirit herbs. Both Xing Wuyi and the old man's caves obtained a lot of high-level spiritual herbs, but what they lacked were low-level auxiliary spiritual herbs.

There are no acquaintances in the dialect in Qingyun Market, and the Deacon Long who recommended him to the underground trade fair at the beginning is not in the store.

After some shopping, Fang Yan left the shop, and as soon as he stepped out, there were two people whispering behind him: "Do you think that person is the one the young master has been looking for?"

"It must be. He looks like he is leaving Qingyun Market. The two of us are no match for this man. When the four iron guards around the young master were sent out, none of them came back in the end."

"We are not opponents, and it doesn't mean that others can't do it. As long as we tell the young master the news, we will benefit you and me after it is done."

Dialect came out of Qingyun Bazaar, which is not far from Qingyunzong. Fangyan thought that he could take the teleportation array to teleport north, so instead of urging the streamer wings, he flew towards Qingyunzong's teleportation array with his flying sword. After hundreds of miles, he felt a breath chasing him behind him.

(End of this chapter)