Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 299 Nascent Soul Gathering
During the few days when he didn't practice, Fang Yan listened to the teachings of Jiuhuan Daoist the whole time.

As a great monk who was promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul thousands of years ago, every trace of Jiuhuan's experience is extremely precious to Dialect, whether it is cultivation experience or experience in the realm of comprehension.

Xing Wuwu also pointed out the dialect at the beginning, but it was more about cultivation, and there were few secrets mentioned. Since the dialect was not good at refining Qi, even if it was mentioned, it could only be heard as an anecdote, not because Xing Wuwu intended it. Don't tell him.

As for the old man, he was trapped in the Nether Valley just after stepping into Yuanying. Although he had a lot more experience than Fang Yan, when he was with Fang Yan, he was either frightened or injured, and it was rare to have the opportunity to mention these.

After seven or eight days of work, the dialect has benefited a lot. Although what Brother Jiuhuan said is mostly old news thousands of years ago, when it comes to Yuanying level, thousands of years are just a concept of time.

Master Jiuhuan drove the star compass to fly for nine days, and stopped in front of a huge lake at a distance of almost ten thousand miles from the dialect cave.

The dialect stimulates the broken illusion, and it can be seen that there is a restriction covering the lake in front of it. I saw Jiuhuan took out a silver invitation card, and with a little magic power in his hand, the invitation card fluctuated slightly, and then shot into the lake in front of him. Disappeared in the prohibition.

After a while, there was an exclamation in Dialect's ears, followed by a hearty voice: "Friend Jiuhuan, it's really you, I couldn't believe it when I heard the news."

After a wave of mana, a portal was revealed in the barrier in front of him, and a burly man with thick beard and big eyes stepped out of it. He was wearing a fish scale armor that emitted five colors of light. One could tell it was made of aquatic monster materials. Yes, the big man was very excited after meeting the real Jiuhuan.

"Haha, Lian Feizi, I never expected to see you again." Jiu Huan was also rarely excited.

Lian Feizi took Jiu Huan's hand and talked about the past for a while, but he didn't pay any attention to the dialect beside Jiu Huan. It is estimated that in his opinion, the dialect that only Jindan cultivated should be just a small follower of Jiu Huan, disciples and grandchildren, etc. yes.

Dialect doesn't mind either. For this kind of reunion scene after thousands of years, Dialect has never experienced it, but the feeling that can be imagined must be unusual.

After a long time, Lian Feizi remembered to lead Jiuhuan Daoist dialect into the restraint.

Behind a barrier, there is another world. An island with rich aura appears in front of Dialect, much richer than Yuzhou Island in the East China Sea. However, Dialect has already seen a lot, not to mention those places in the outer sea. Brother Xingwuwu, the old man's cave is no worse than this one, let alone his own cave.

Lian Feizi led Jiuhuan Dialect and two people to a palace very quickly. There were already several people staying here, including a female monk. At least one of them is a Nascent Soul cultivator.

What surprised Fang Yan was that there was an aura in it that he was somewhat familiar with. It was one of the two Nascent Soul cultivators who caught up with Taihao that day when he was chasing and killing him. Mu Taoist is also a Yuen Long Taoist of Tai Yizong.

"Several people, this is the Nine Illusions fellow of the Xingji Sect that I mentioned earlier, the cultivator who personally entered the Black Demon Realm." Lian Feizi introduced the real Nine Illusions to several people in the hall just after he came in.

Several cultivators were all at the middle stage of Nascent Soul and above. Although none of them had a lower cultivation level than Daoist Jiuhuan, they still admired the feat of their ancestors in maintaining the realm of cultivation and breaking into the Black Demon Realm.

"This is Master Bingpo from the Ice Field." A white-clothed Taoist cupped his hands towards Taoist Nine Illusions.

"This is fellow Taoist Li Yichen of the Taibai Sect." This one is an immortal, with the appearance of an outsider.

"This is Taoist Stone Shark of the East China Sea." He doesn't look like a Taoist, but he looks like a butcher, with a beard on his face, and behind him is a magic weapon made from the skeleton of a shark monster. A monster, that is a sixth-level high-level sea monster.

"This is Taoist Fengmu of Guquanzong." This is the one who feels familiar in dialect.

"This is Fufengpo." The last one introduced was the only female monk present, a middle-aged female monk holding a jade board. However, Lian Feizi did not mention her origin. I don't know if it was intentional or not. no intention.

Lian Feizi quickly introduced several fellow practitioners to Jiuhuan Daoist. These Nascent Soul cultivators include casual cultivators, Zongmen disciples, and Taoists from Outer Seas. The dialect has only been heard by others, and only Koizumi has heard it. When he saw Daoist Fengmu of Zongzong, a light flashed in his eyes, it turned out to be him.

"Okay, fellow Taoists, Taoist Yuen Long hasn't come yet. We can start our treasure appraisal meeting when he arrives."

Another Nascent Soul cultivator who had a grudge against the dialect, unexpectedly ran into these two when he came out, but most of their attention was on Taihao at that time, and his cultivation base increased a lot, as long as nine If Brother Huan didn't tell him, they would definitely not recognize him.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist Lian Feizi, won't the Taoist Yin Shen of Feng Yuanzong come? Am I going to exchange something with him?" Taoist Stone Shark from the outer sea suddenly said.

What, Indian Shinto people are coming too?Fang Yan was slightly startled, and felt a soothing force from Jiu Huan.

"Fellow Daoist Stone Shark, Taoist Yin Shen originally promised to come, but for some reason, he retreated, but if you need anything, there are so many fellow Daoists here, you can satisfy it."

"Hey, let's talk about it after the Treasure Appreciation Conference is held."

None of the people left the main hall. For these Nascent Soul cultivators, their cultivation would not be affected anywhere. After a few words, each of them threw a formation to enclose themselves and went to practice. .

"Lian Feizi, where are the Jindan juniors gathered? Let me, my little brother, join in the fun." Jiuhuan Daoist said to Lian Feizi, the owner here.

"En?" Lian Feizi was a little taken aback when he heard the words of Master Jiu Huan. At first he thought that the dialect was just a small follower, but after hearing the tone of Master Jiu Huan, he was talking about friendship with his peers. However, Lian Feizi quickly realized: "Come on." People." After a few breaths, a monk in the late stage of foundation establishment came in and stood respectfully waiting for Lian Feizi's orders.

"You take this little fellow daoist to the White River Palace, by the way, Jiu Huan, what is your little brother called.

"Junior Yan Yue." Without waiting for Brother Jiu Huan to answer, Fang Yan said, his real name is not suitable to be revealed in front of others. You must know that there are still three sects who are looking for him, and one of them is the grand master of the sect. The elder will be here soon.

Jiu Huan also has a little understanding of the past of the dialect. In his opinion, those are trivial things, but he didn't say anything about the use of pseudonyms in the dialect. Only by being careful can one live long in the cultivation world. How could Huan not know this, waved his hand, and let Fang Yan go out with the men recruited by Lian Feizi.

Baihe Hall is only a few miles away from the main hall just now, and Fang Yan only had time to find out that the leading monk in front of him was named Shengyue, who was the grandson of Lian Feizi, and he had already arrived at the gate of Baihe Hall.

Together with offering a message talisman, soon a person walked out of the Baihe Palace. The dialect could tell at a glance that the person's Golden Core cultivation base was higher than his own. The person glanced at the dialect and asked Shengyue: "Shengyue, What's the matter?"

"Master Uncle, Master Master ordered me to bring Senior Yan Yue to Baihe Palace."

"En? Master ordered? Since when did Master care about our party?" The monk muttered a few times, but he still raised his hand and said, "Fellow Taoist Yan Yue? I, Lin Yuntian, fellow Taoist, come with me." .”

After taking out a token, the restriction formation in front of Baihe Hall revealed a passage, and Lin Yuntian entered the hall with dialect.

This place is much more lively than the big hall in front. As soon as Fang Yan stepped into the hall, he saw no less than twenty Golden Core cultivators, many of whom were in the late Golden Core stage, and each of them had one or two attendants behind them. The posture is extraordinary. Compared with the few Nascent Soul cultivators just now, they are a bit shabby.

Hey, only people with insufficient strength will use this method to support their appearance. In the past, in Mo Lingzong, when a disciple at the eighth or ninth level of Qi refining was followed by at least a dozen followers, Fang Yan understood this truth.

(End of this chapter)