Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 323
It took a full month for the dialect to drive away the deep-rooted coldness and decay in his mind. The group of fourth-order black sparrows circled around for a few days and then left. After that, no monsters and monsters came to disturb him.

In the cave behind him, apart from the pressure of will at the beginning, there was no other movement.

I heard the conversation between Cang Dao and Lu Nanzi in the Suoyao Tower. I once mentioned a character. Although neither of them has a famous name and origin, they just call it an old thing, but now the dialect can almost confirm the old man in their mouths. The thing, and the person who imprisoned the monsters, birds and spirits, should be the person in the portrait, that is, the monk who imprisoned countless monsters back then.

Whether it is the Demon Locking Tower or this valley, the owner is the same person, they are all the people in this portrait.

What kind of person is it that can have such power, be able to control the magic weapon that is against the sky like the lock demon tower, can imprison the soul of the distracted monk, and only a will can suppress the distracted monk.

Dialect felt that his head was not enough. Could this be the fairy that Big Brother Xing once said?If it is said that someone who can arrange a place like the illusory starry sky, it is reasonable to have such a means.

After thinking for a long time, the dialect did not come to any result after all, it is more practical to consider the current situation.

The most important thing for Dialect right now is to find a way out. When he leaves here, he was brought here by the Blood Bat Beast. But where the Blood Bat Beast escaped from, Dialect is not clear. Looking for a way out, Fang Yan gave up this plan after provoking several groups of monsters in a row. These monsters came out from nowhere, and they didn't feel a trace of breath before. Suddenly, a large group would emerge, even The cave I came out of before was no exception. The grades were not high, the highest being the fourth grade, but the number was very large. The few hundred soul-eating worms I encountered that day were the group with the least number. There is no less than a thousand.

On the contrary, the cave behind is the safest place, no matter what monsters are provoked, as long as they escape here, no monster will dare to step into it.

After coming and going and finding no way out, Fang Yan could only put his mind into the cave behind him. Before that, Fang Yan had avoided entering it, but the lesson from the previous time was too deep, and he almost killed himself with a single look.

According to Cang Dao and He Lu Nanzi, this level of will has already dissipated by half or even more, and now the dialect has completely adapted to the pressure of will here.

After thinking about it for a few days, Fang Yan still decided to go in and investigate. He didn't dare to look at the portrait again. Fang Yan closed his six senses and stepped forward relying on his spiritual sense.

Fang Yan walked forward fifteen feet, and found himself blocked by a restriction. In addition to the coercion of will, there was actually a formation in this cave. Looking at the portrait, he immediately took out the blood-colored jade talisman, preparing to use the blood-colored light curtain to block the portrait's gaze, but unexpectedly, the jade talisman in his hand went out of control and fell into the restriction before it started to activate.

Fang Yan immediately mobilized the Tao Miasma Armor and fled backwards, losing the bloody jade talisman, and seeing that gaze again would only lead to death.

Dialect, who was retreating, felt a wave of mana in front of him. Suddenly, the ubiquitous pressure of will suddenly weakened and then disappeared. Dialect only felt a wave and escaped towards the sky, and the whole cave was bright.

Fang Yan didn't know what happened, but he knew that the formation in the cave had disappeared. After entering the cave, Fang Yan was surprised to find that the portrait had disappeared, and his own jade talisman was also gone. Below, Fang Yan saw a jade platform with a square jade plaque on it.

Dialect took this square tablet into his hand, and immediately found that this square jade tablet was very similar to the one Yao Guang sacrificed, except for the different colors and materials, they were exactly the same.

In an instant, the dialect was known, and this square card was the key to finding a way out.

Immediately, he glanced at other parts of the cave, and there were a few other things, all of which were daily necessities, but Dialect felt that the fluctuations of spiritual energy contained in them were extraordinary, so he didn't carefully distinguish the grades, and immediately put them into the Qiankun Pot.

When Fang Yan returned to the Soul Devouring Formation, he found that many monsters and monsters who had never dared to go deep into the cave had all gathered in front of the Soul Devouring Formation, and began to attack the formation he had arranged.

Immediately stepped into the formation, activated the formation, and killed the groups of low-level monsters. After killing them for an hour, the whole valley was restored to cleanliness.

Dialect couldn't help being thankful that there were no monsters of the rank of blood bat beast, otherwise the Soul Devouring Formation would not be able to withstand the impact.

After swallowing another sip of spiritual spring water, Fang Yan took out the jade tablet, and immediately began to practice. The fourth set of hand formulas of Fanping Jue was slowly played out from Fang Yan's hand, and runes flashed one after another, and then sank into the square tablet.

The Mangsha Desert is located in the far west. It is said that Xing Wuwu and the ancient leaf that the old man wanted came from here, but the dialect was obtained by accident in the East China Sea, so I didn't go to the Mangsha Desert to find it later.

There is a ruin in the vast sandy desert, the aura is not too strong, it was originally a training place for low-level monks around, but I don’t know when, this place has become a place where strangers should not approach, all monks, as long as they are within a thousand miles of the ruins, It never came out again, and many monks have heard that there are peerless beasts here, but it has attracted more high-ranking monks to take risks. It was not until the Nascent Soul monks entered it and none of them survived that no one thought about it anymore. Over time, here It became a forbidden area for monks.

Just under this forbidden land, in the ground ten thousand feet deep, there is another scene. In the space of hundreds of feet, a steady stream of pure aura pours in from the surrounding barriers, and there is no more aura in the entire space Gate Mountain Gate, looking around, there are many spiritual springs, lush spiritual grass, all kinds of spiritual beasts running back and forth among the spiritual grass, very comfortable.

On one side of the space, there is a palace embedded in the mountain wall. If a monk comes here, his jaw will drop in surprise. The mountain wall next to the palace is full of various spirit stones. The entire palace It is almost wrapped with spirit stones. If it is just to wrap the palace with spirit stones, it is just the performance of a nouveau riche, but the spirit stones around the palace here are not artificially arranged, but formed naturally. This palace, including this space, was basically dug out of a spiritual vein.

This is simply reckless, even the great sects are reluctant to ruin the spiritual veins like this. A spiritual vein is dug out like this, which is not much better than taking away the heart of the spiritual vein. An extra supply of 2000 years, but someone just did it.

In the secret room of the palace, the cultivator who had been practicing with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, stood up, and revealed a top-quality spirit stone under him, and the top-quality spirit stone was used as the floor, and only this kind of people would do it. , but compared to excavating the entire spiritual vein, wasting a few top-quality spiritual stones seems to be nothing.

After careful investigation, this person seemed to be sure of one thing, and he said to himself: "Huh? The smell of the old thing? Finally found it, haha."

Immediately, a ray of light flashed, and this person disappeared from this spiritual vein space. If dialect could see it, he would be able to find that this person's appearance was the same as that of Cang Dao, but his aura was much stronger.

In the vast East China Sea, there is a desolate sea area without any spiritual energy fluctuations, but on this day, a ray of light suddenly appeared from the bottom of the sea, heading towards the Tianfeng Continent. The sea area is churning, and it won't take long for this place to become a habitat for sea monsters to scramble for.

These two people were not the only ones who felt that will appeared. Shouts of exclamation resounded in many places. Many old monsters who hadn't been born for a long time, old antiques, released their consciousness a moment ago, as if they were searching for something. After a while, they all took them back.

Naturally, the dialect who was practicing the Jade Tablet did not know. The movement just now had disturbed so many people, and he did not know that two acquaintances had already rushed to where he was. Card.

As the last hand formula was played, a clear stream flowed through Fang Yan's body. Before Fang Yan had time to experience it carefully, he suddenly felt a huge amount of spiritual energy pouring into his body, and his body seemed to communicate with an inexplicable space. Unable to control himself, he forcefully poured it into his body, and in an instant, Fang Yan realized that his body was about to be burst by the aura.

The dialect has already pushed the Xingyun Art to the extreme, and the refining speed is still less than one percent of the aura surging into the body. Could it be that he will be the same as those low-level monks who accidentally ate high-level elixir or spirit grass, and will be born with aura? Exploding, losing cultivation or even falling directly?

The dialect, which was a little startled, immediately stabilized the mind. If other monks encountered this situation, they might be killed directly, but the dialect is different, and there is a magic weapon in the body that has not been seen through until now. Qiankun pot.

Slightly pushing the Qiankun Pot, the aura in Fang Yan's body seemed to find a vent, rushing towards the Qiankun Pot one after another, and Fang Yan's own body became a channel of aura.

At this moment, Dialect, who finally felt at ease, discovered that this aura was not only abundant, but also very pure, even a little purer than the aura contained in the original gates in his Qiankun Pot, and then poured into the Qiankun Pot Explore, the massive amount of spiritual energy entering it is automatically divided into several strands, and three strands are submerged into the three portals respectively, making the originally very bright portal even more majestic.

There are two other ways, but they have established separate portals, and their prototypes have already taken shape.

Apart from these five portals, there is still a jet-black aura gathering in the space between several portals, churning up and down, and constantly condensing.

Fang Yan was about to investigate the new portal that was taking shape, when he suddenly noticed two fluctuations coming from outside, his spiritual consciousness quickly withdrew from the Qiankun Pot, and when he checked again, he found that someone was breaking into the evil formation.

Only then did I realize that after refining the square card, I could sense the movements in the evil formation.

(End of this chapter)