Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal
Chapter 276 Gathering Manpower
Chapter 276 Gathering Manpower
"Dialect, since that's the case, let's go there and find out." Xing Wuwu looked at Fangyan and Ji Yaoguang in front of him, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally said: "Don't you still have a Daoist in the Nascent Soul Stage? It's best to call him next time, Xianfu, it's unusual."
After all, Ji Yaoguang still failed to form the alchemy, and there was movement again on that square card. This time the movement was much bigger than two years ago. Rao Ji Yaoguang, who had condensed the illusory core, played the third set of Fanping Jue and suppressed it again. It won't be long.
But at this time, she had already been shocked by Xing Wuxin's imposing manner. Although the dialect had already mentioned it to her, Ji Yaoguang still didn't expect the great monk Yuanying to have such a coercion, so he stood in front of him , like ants, you must exercise your mind to stabilize your mind, and then look at the unmoved dialect, Ji Yaoguang feels that the gap between himself and the dialect has widened. Cultivator Nascent Soul was not so calm either.
Xing Wuwu just waved it casually a few times, and the illusory core that Ji Yaoguang had just condensed became solidified a lot, saving her years of cultivation.
Until leaving Xing Wuwu's cave, Ji Yaoguang hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and after a long time, he said: "Fang Yan, I'm going to retreat to practice, just call me if there is anything, wait for this matter, I will I have to go out and have a good experience.”
Dialect felt Ji Yaoguang's discomfort. It is said that Ji Yaoguang now has a much higher level of cultivation than when he first met the Nascent Soul bosses. Maybe it was because they were all seriously injured back then, but more importantly, he should It is because Yaoguang lacks experience in killing and attacking, the spirit is not concise enough, and the determination is not firm enough. This may be the biggest deficiency of the disciples of the sect. It seems that Yaoguang has also realized this.
It's just that this time, the dialect has no idea what the result will be. At first, I thought that Youxing had no intention of supporting Brother Xing to make a fortune, but Brother Xing proposed to find another helper. It seems that I still don't know enough about Xianfu.
After Yao Guang returned to Liuguang Wing, Dialect didn't stop, and urged the flying sword to escape towards Xingjizong. After holding a drop of spiritual spring water in his mouth, Fangyan urged for forty breaths in a row, but he still hadn't reached the gate of Xingjizong , Fang Yan noticed that a Jade Talisman of Communication was vibrating, and when he searched for it with his spiritual sense, it was actually a message from the old man Danyangzi. ?
Dialect turned around and fled towards the old man's cave.
"Fang Yan, you are here. If you don't come, I will take the risk of body shaping."
"Old man, didn't you say it will take more than ten years to recover? How long is this?"
"Bullshit, your streamer wings can speed up time, can't my magic weapon?"
Hearing the dialect, he was dumbfounded. He didn't think of this at all. If it wasn't for going to Xingjizong this time, it would take ten years before he thought of coming to the old man to investigate the situation. I don't even need to collect the corpse, I am a little ashamed at the moment.
"Okay, old man, don't complain, at least there is no delay."
"Hmph." The old man snorted again. In fact, the old man's confidence in body sculpting was far less than that of Xing Wuwu. For one thing, his body was destroyed just after giving birth. The bottom one, secondly, has not cultivated well for thousands of years, not only the cultivation base, but also the will has been shaken. When crossing the catastrophe, if there is no will to move forward, the chance of failure is even greater.
It's just that it's not easy to be completely sure. Even if Xing Wuwu has practiced like that for thousands of years, he almost fell. The old man's injuries have already recovered, and continuing to practice will not be effective.
If that's the case, it's not that the old man can't wait for more than ten years. What's more serious is that after recovering from the injury, he found that his Nascent Soul body showed signs of dissipating. , appeared on him, a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, so the old man couldn't help being in a hurry. If he didn't resolutely reshape his body, the old man would also fall away in a short time without thunder calamity.
As the old man said, even if he couldn't find Fang Yan as his right-hand man, he would have to reshape his body to survive the Xiaolei Tribulation in another year or so. Fortunately, Fang Yan arrived.
A month later, the happy old man accompanied Fang Yan to the gate of the Xingji Sect. Needless to say, just by looking at the old man's expression, he knew that the body shaping was successful. Unlike Xing Wuxin's middle-aged man, the body shaping The old man is a kind-hearted but slightly wretched old man, with a pair of small eyes rolling around, and a goatee on his chin.
The dialect also has a look of excitement on its face. Helping the old man to sculpt his body successfully is one thing. The dialect in the middle stage of alchemy is much calmer than when he helped Xing Wuwu to sculpt his body before. The sword array has also absorbed a lot of power from the Thunder Tribulation, and its quality has gone up to a higher level than before. Each handle has reached the peak of high-grade treasures. Once the sword array is released, it is enough to be used as a spiritual weapon. magic weapon.
Dialect also robbed countless Lingyuan Grassland mines from the old man. Last time the old man was away, Dialect himself was too embarrassed to take it. This time, he seized the opportunity. How can he not prepare more? Now Fangyan already has several fourth-grade mines The main spirit grass of the elixir, as long as some auxiliary spirit herbs are prepared, the furnace can be used for alchemy.
Even Ji Yaoguang, the dialect also let her see the power of the little thunder robbery. Although it is a little thunder robbery, it was still very shocking to Ji Yaoguang who only had the cultivation base of Xudan. I am more determined to go out to practice.
While the dialect was running around, in a secret place millions of miles away in the Fengyuanzong, a majestic elder was thinking about something. What was surprising was that Feng Haitian, the suzerain of the Fengyuanzong, stood with his hands down. At the bottom, the expression was very respectful, and after a while the old man said: "Haitian, I'm going to go out in a few days, that kid can't hold it anymore, it seems that the time is coming, I have to go and investigate."
"Master, is it really born in Xianfu?"
No one knows who Feng Haitian's teacher is. Others only say that Feng Haitian is extremely talented, but they don't know that there is such a master behind him.
"It's very possible that I can't suppress it even if I make a move. I have to go and see it no matter what. If it's really a fairy mansion, as long as we get one or two things, our Fengyuanzong can go further."
"Well, it's a pity that Rong Canghai didn't know what to do back then, so he asked his son to refine this kind of thing. It's really stupid. Even if he didn't hand it over to the sect, if he sacrificed and practiced, how could he get to the state he is now? Now Rong Hao There is only a wisp of remnant soul left, and now I have to work hard to protect him, once it dies, there is really no chance."
"What's the use of saying this? Let's go and see Leng Yue. Last time, we lost three Golden Core cultivators. The sect can't afford such a loss anymore. We still haven't found any news about that person?"
"No, since that time, there has been no news. Junior Brother Long can only remember that he is a down-and-out monk with a broken sword in his hand. He doesn't know any skills. It is very difficult to find that person."
"It's okay, just pay attention. The person who knocked back the Four Phases with a single sword is probably not the Golden Core cultivator that Long Hao said, and the person who can hide the Golden Core's detection is definitely the Nascent Soul cultivator. It has to be settled, but now the matter of the Immortal Mansion is the most important thing. Go, I will stabilize the soul for Rong Hao, and set off in three days."
After Feng Haitian withdrew respectfully, the old man flipped his palm, and a piece of requiem leaf appeared in his hand. Just after it appeared, two auras emerged from the requiem leaf.
"Elder Supreme, kill me, kill me."
"Shut up, Wu Xiong, if it weren't for my father back then, you wouldn't be where you are today, and now you should repay me, shouldn't you be so polite to the Supreme Elder, Rong Hao."
The two who spoke were actually Rong Hao and Wu Xiong, both of whom were ruined by the dialect, but now they both have only a wisp of soul.
Whether it was Wu Xiong's begging voice or Rong Hao's flattering words, the majestic old man ignored it and just lifted his finger, a stream of magic power passed through Wu Xiong's soul, and a trace of the power of the soul was stripped from Wu Xiong's soul, and then he was waited for a long time Rong Hao swallowed it.
In the secret realm, only Wu Xiong's wailing screams and Rong Hao's slightly satisfied and comfortable humming can be heard.
(End of this chapter)
"Dialect, since that's the case, let's go there and find out." Xing Wuwu looked at Fangyan and Ji Yaoguang in front of him, and after thinking about it for a long time, he finally said: "Don't you still have a Daoist in the Nascent Soul Stage? It's best to call him next time, Xianfu, it's unusual."
After all, Ji Yaoguang still failed to form the alchemy, and there was movement again on that square card. This time the movement was much bigger than two years ago. Rao Ji Yaoguang, who had condensed the illusory core, played the third set of Fanping Jue and suppressed it again. It won't be long.
But at this time, she had already been shocked by Xing Wuxin's imposing manner. Although the dialect had already mentioned it to her, Ji Yaoguang still didn't expect the great monk Yuanying to have such a coercion, so he stood in front of him , like ants, you must exercise your mind to stabilize your mind, and then look at the unmoved dialect, Ji Yaoguang feels that the gap between himself and the dialect has widened. Cultivator Nascent Soul was not so calm either.
Xing Wuwu just waved it casually a few times, and the illusory core that Ji Yaoguang had just condensed became solidified a lot, saving her years of cultivation.
Until leaving Xing Wuwu's cave, Ji Yaoguang hadn't recovered from the shock just now, and after a long time, he said: "Fang Yan, I'm going to retreat to practice, just call me if there is anything, wait for this matter, I will I have to go out and have a good experience.”
Dialect felt Ji Yaoguang's discomfort. It is said that Ji Yaoguang now has a much higher level of cultivation than when he first met the Nascent Soul bosses. Maybe it was because they were all seriously injured back then, but more importantly, he should It is because Yaoguang lacks experience in killing and attacking, the spirit is not concise enough, and the determination is not firm enough. This may be the biggest deficiency of the disciples of the sect. It seems that Yaoguang has also realized this.
It's just that this time, the dialect has no idea what the result will be. At first, I thought that Youxing had no intention of supporting Brother Xing to make a fortune, but Brother Xing proposed to find another helper. It seems that I still don't know enough about Xianfu.
After Yao Guang returned to Liuguang Wing, Dialect didn't stop, and urged the flying sword to escape towards Xingjizong. After holding a drop of spiritual spring water in his mouth, Fangyan urged for forty breaths in a row, but he still hadn't reached the gate of Xingjizong , Fang Yan noticed that a Jade Talisman of Communication was vibrating, and when he searched for it with his spiritual sense, it was actually a message from the old man Danyangzi. ?
Dialect turned around and fled towards the old man's cave.
"Fang Yan, you are here. If you don't come, I will take the risk of body shaping."
"Old man, didn't you say it will take more than ten years to recover? How long is this?"
"Bullshit, your streamer wings can speed up time, can't my magic weapon?"
Hearing the dialect, he was dumbfounded. He didn't think of this at all. If it wasn't for going to Xingjizong this time, it would take ten years before he thought of coming to the old man to investigate the situation. I don't even need to collect the corpse, I am a little ashamed at the moment.
"Okay, old man, don't complain, at least there is no delay."
"Hmph." The old man snorted again. In fact, the old man's confidence in body sculpting was far less than that of Xing Wuwu. For one thing, his body was destroyed just after giving birth. The bottom one, secondly, has not cultivated well for thousands of years, not only the cultivation base, but also the will has been shaken. When crossing the catastrophe, if there is no will to move forward, the chance of failure is even greater.
It's just that it's not easy to be completely sure. Even if Xing Wuwu has practiced like that for thousands of years, he almost fell. The old man's injuries have already recovered, and continuing to practice will not be effective.
If that's the case, it's not that the old man can't wait for more than ten years. What's more serious is that after recovering from the injury, he found that his Nascent Soul body showed signs of dissipating. , appeared on him, a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, so the old man couldn't help being in a hurry. If he didn't resolutely reshape his body, the old man would also fall away in a short time without thunder calamity.
As the old man said, even if he couldn't find Fang Yan as his right-hand man, he would have to reshape his body to survive the Xiaolei Tribulation in another year or so. Fortunately, Fang Yan arrived.
A month later, the happy old man accompanied Fang Yan to the gate of the Xingji Sect. Needless to say, just by looking at the old man's expression, he knew that the body shaping was successful. Unlike Xing Wuxin's middle-aged man, the body shaping The old man is a kind-hearted but slightly wretched old man, with a pair of small eyes rolling around, and a goatee on his chin.
The dialect also has a look of excitement on its face. Helping the old man to sculpt his body successfully is one thing. The dialect in the middle stage of alchemy is much calmer than when he helped Xing Wuwu to sculpt his body before. The sword array has also absorbed a lot of power from the Thunder Tribulation, and its quality has gone up to a higher level than before. Each handle has reached the peak of high-grade treasures. Once the sword array is released, it is enough to be used as a spiritual weapon. magic weapon.
Dialect also robbed countless Lingyuan Grassland mines from the old man. Last time the old man was away, Dialect himself was too embarrassed to take it. This time, he seized the opportunity. How can he not prepare more? Now Fangyan already has several fourth-grade mines The main spirit grass of the elixir, as long as some auxiliary spirit herbs are prepared, the furnace can be used for alchemy.
Even Ji Yaoguang, the dialect also let her see the power of the little thunder robbery. Although it is a little thunder robbery, it was still very shocking to Ji Yaoguang who only had the cultivation base of Xudan. I am more determined to go out to practice.
While the dialect was running around, in a secret place millions of miles away in the Fengyuanzong, a majestic elder was thinking about something. What was surprising was that Feng Haitian, the suzerain of the Fengyuanzong, stood with his hands down. At the bottom, the expression was very respectful, and after a while the old man said: "Haitian, I'm going to go out in a few days, that kid can't hold it anymore, it seems that the time is coming, I have to go and investigate."
"Master, is it really born in Xianfu?"
No one knows who Feng Haitian's teacher is. Others only say that Feng Haitian is extremely talented, but they don't know that there is such a master behind him.
"It's very possible that I can't suppress it even if I make a move. I have to go and see it no matter what. If it's really a fairy mansion, as long as we get one or two things, our Fengyuanzong can go further."
"Well, it's a pity that Rong Canghai didn't know what to do back then, so he asked his son to refine this kind of thing. It's really stupid. Even if he didn't hand it over to the sect, if he sacrificed and practiced, how could he get to the state he is now? Now Rong Hao There is only a wisp of remnant soul left, and now I have to work hard to protect him, once it dies, there is really no chance."
"What's the use of saying this? Let's go and see Leng Yue. Last time, we lost three Golden Core cultivators. The sect can't afford such a loss anymore. We still haven't found any news about that person?"
"No, since that time, there has been no news. Junior Brother Long can only remember that he is a down-and-out monk with a broken sword in his hand. He doesn't know any skills. It is very difficult to find that person."
"It's okay, just pay attention. The person who knocked back the Four Phases with a single sword is probably not the Golden Core cultivator that Long Hao said, and the person who can hide the Golden Core's detection is definitely the Nascent Soul cultivator. It has to be settled, but now the matter of the Immortal Mansion is the most important thing. Go, I will stabilize the soul for Rong Hao, and set off in three days."
After Feng Haitian withdrew respectfully, the old man flipped his palm, and a piece of requiem leaf appeared in his hand. Just after it appeared, two auras emerged from the requiem leaf.
"Elder Supreme, kill me, kill me."
"Shut up, Wu Xiong, if it weren't for my father back then, you wouldn't be where you are today, and now you should repay me, shouldn't you be so polite to the Supreme Elder, Rong Hao."
The two who spoke were actually Rong Hao and Wu Xiong, both of whom were ruined by the dialect, but now they both have only a wisp of soul.
Whether it was Wu Xiong's begging voice or Rong Hao's flattering words, the majestic old man ignored it and just lifted his finger, a stream of magic power passed through Wu Xiong's soul, and a trace of the power of the soul was stripped from Wu Xiong's soul, and then he was waited for a long time Rong Hao swallowed it.
In the secret realm, only Wu Xiong's wailing screams and Rong Hao's slightly satisfied and comfortable humming can be heard.
(End of this chapter)
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