Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 356 Story
Dialect rolled his eyes again in his heart, you feel familiar, how do I know what you are familiar with, do you want me to take out all my things one by one?What's more, even the exercises of cultivation can be seen at a glance, let alone what they are talking about.

He didn't answer the old man's question, and dialect didn't know how to answer it, so he simply asked something else: "Senior, are you trapped here? These chains?"

Dialect is very worried that the old man is really stuck here. If he can take himself in but can't send him out, then he will stay here too.

"These?" With a movement of the old man's body, eighteen chains retreated from the four walls, and then sank into his body.

Dialect looked at the old man's movements in a daze. These eighteen chains were not the imprisoned objects he thought, but the old man's magic weapon. Wasn't the old man imprisoned here?
"Boy, what's all the fuss about?" The old man said disapprovingly, "Tell me how you came here? But no monk has been here for a long time."

There is nothing to hide about this, so Fang Yan briefly explained how he was hired, how he came across the aura of the devil, and finally how he entered the Temple of Demon Suppression.

"Wan Tianzong? I haven't heard of it, but a group of people came here before, and one of them's skills are similar to that of the Nascent Soul cultivator this time. It seems that it is Wan Tianzong. The devil, this time he actually took a ghost weapon, no wonder I just felt that the strength of the devil has increased a little bit, what do they want to do?"

"The devil? Senior, isn't that your external incarnation?" Fang Yan asked suspiciously. He always thought that the devil was an incarnation of the old man in front of him. Unfathomable, no matter how strange things are, dialect will not feel too surprised.

"Incarnation outside the body? The kid knows a lot, I think, but I don't have the strength to accept him." The old man's hoarse voice sounded, but the tone was a little less flat and more sad.

he?Dialect was taken aback, who is he?Quickly asked the old man: "Senior, what is going on here, the Demon Sealing Palace, the one who is sealed is that demon?"

"The Temple of Sealing Demons? You can also say that, but instead of sealing him, he and I are sealed here together."

"Ah? Senior is imprisoned here?"

In fact, Fang Yan thought so at the beginning, especially when he saw eighteen chains locking up the old man. If he heard the old man say that he was imprisoned at that time, Fang Yan would not be so surprised, but now he looks at the old man. With a relaxed look, coupled with the fact that he could protrude out of the pool of water with his spiritual sense, he even said that he was also imprisoned, which was inconceivable in the dialect.

"Hey, he is me, and I am him too. If you imprison him, you imprison me. He can't go out, so naturally I can't go out either." Like a tongue twister, the old man said something he didn't understand in the dialect.

I don’t know if it’s because of the old man’s familiarity in the dialect, or because of the influence of Wujizi’s Tian Xingzong, the old man is very kind to the dialect, or it’s because the old man hasn’t communicated with others for a long time, so he just talked about him in dialect. matter.

The old man is also very clear about the origin of the Demon Sealing Hall. Tens of thousands of years ago, when he discovered this hall, the Demon Suppressing Hall had been placed here for an unknown number of years.

With just one meeting, the old man discovered the extraordinaryness of the Temple of Suppressing Demons. Like many monks, the old man with a high cultivation base will inevitably be tempted by high-level magic weapons. Ordinary things cannot enter his eyes, but this Temple of Suppressing Demons is different. It is something that even the elderly would be greedy for.

After discovering the Temple of Demon Suppression, the old man thought about taking this unparalleled magic weapon as his own. After hundreds of years of sacrificial training, the old man who only controlled eighteen chains suddenly discovered that a The devil, a devil with a cultivation base higher than him, after tens of thousands of years of suppression, this devil has lost its demon body, only a demon soul is left.

However, the old man's sacrificial practice created a gap in the restraint of the Soul Suppressing Hall, and this remaining demon soul escaped from the deepest part of the Suppressing Soul Hall.

The horrified old man immediately stopped the sacrificial training, but it was already too late. The old man was indeed coveting the magic weapon, but with his cultivation level, how could he not know that the world of comprehension has the devil's favorite blood food? Go out, even if it's just a demon soul, it won't take long for it to grow into a monstrous demon.

The old man who controlled the demon palace in the small town tried his best to finally imprison this demon soul again. The price was that the demon soul invaded his body, which means that there are two divine souls in the old man's body, one It was his own, and there was a devil's soul lurking besides it.

Now the old man in front of Dialect is both a monk and a demon, and the two spirits control the body in turn, but whenever the old man feels that it is the other's turn to control, he will sacrifice the chain out of the Unicom Temple of Demon Suppression to This suppresses the devil.

The cultivation level of the devil is higher than that of the old man. If he wants to suppress him, he must rely on the power of the Soul Suppressing Palace. Fortunately, these eighteen chains can be connected to the power of the Demon Suppressing Palace to imprison this devil. In his own body, if he wants to subdue the refining demon, even the old man has no way to do it. If he is a little careless, he may be taken away by the demon.

One person and one demon have been fighting and stalemate here, and it has been tens of thousands of years.

The cultivator of Wantianzong chose the demon head to control his body before, and opened a few cracks in the upper demon sealing pool, and the black devil energy revealed was the demon soul power of the demon head, the demon soul itself If you don't come out, it's useless to devour blood and food, and as long as the devil has the killing intent, the restraining power in the Demon Suppressing Palace will be strengthened. This is the reason why many monks only feel the chilling breath, but are not killed .

The old man's soul power is not comparable to that of the devil, even if he wants to frighten people in, it is difficult to do so. This time, if the devil hadn't devoured the ghost power in the bronze cauldron and was slightly distracted, the old man wouldn't be able to I found an opportunity to absorb the dialect here, and now the devil has been hiding, refining the power of those ghosts.

When the old man mentioned this, he seemed to have noticed the worried meaning of the dialect, and told the dialect not to worry, his tone was very relaxed, and he didn't worry much about the devil's supplement.

It turns out that under the tens of thousands of years of suppression by the Demon Sealing Palace, the power of the Demon Soul has been much weaker. Perhaps in ten thousand years, the old man's spirit will be able to suppress it. At that time, with the help of the power of the Demon Suppressing Palace, it will Refining, truly becoming an incarnation outside the body is also unknown.

When Fang Yan heard this, he couldn't help being afraid. If the monks of Wantianzong knew that what they were planning was such a thing, they didn't know how they would feel.

Dialect couldn't help admiring the old man in front of him. He saved thousands of monks at his own expense. Maybe there will be powerful figures in the cultivation world who are more powerful than the devil, but before that, I don't know how many monks will be attacked. kill.

He solemnly bowed to the old man: "Senior, can this junior help me?"

The old man glanced at the dialect and said, "You? No."

Fang Yan naturally knew that his cultivation base was low, but he really wanted to do something for the old man, so he stretched out his hand and sacrificed a thunderbolt sword: "Senior, see if this can help."

The evil spirit lightning is extremely lethal to the devil, which is why Fang Yan offered to help, knowing that his cultivation was not enough.

The old man glanced at the Jinglei Sword, and said: "You really have a heart, the evil spirit lightning is the nemesis of the devil, but your evil light is too weak, not to mention the devil, even ordinary devil emperors will not be afraid of you." If the evil spirit lightning can be condensed a hundred times, it might still be useful, but now it doesn’t work, no matter how much it is, it’s useless.”

I understand this in dialect, that’s what a drop in a bucket means. It’s true that water can put out a fire, but too little water and too much fire will intensify the fire instead. It’s just to condense the evil lightning a hundred times. The dialect is dumb. In the world of thunder light, the evil lightning light has been absorbed to perfection, and the evil spirit lightning light in it has only been strengthened by less than twice, but it has to be condensed a hundred times, so what kind of lightning light must be absorbed to do it.

"Senior, how can I condense this evil spirit lightning a hundred times." Fang Yan put away the Thunderbolt Sword, but did not give up, and asked again.

"It's possible to absorb high-level thunderbolts, but that's not what you can do now." The old man understood the dialect's intentions and said lightly.

Hearing it was Gang Lei, Dialect knew that it was not something he could touch now. Gang Lei had only heard of it in legends. It was said that there was Gang Lei above the nine heavens. It's not Ganglei, it just has a bit of aura of Ganglei. Maybe there will be Ganglei in the real thunder calamity that the old man said.

"Okay, for so many years, you are the first monk to enter here, it is also a kind of fate, I see that you have practiced Wujizi's Fan Jue body training technique, but it is only an elementary level, and there are some forks in the road. If you are outside , I can also give you something to take your practice to a higher level, but here, there is nothing on me."

Only then did Dialect realize that the reason why the old man mentioned Wujizi was the Fan Jue body training technique. I got this set of exercises from the iron-backed roc, but I don't know where the roc got it from. It's a trick.

"It is the honor of the younger generation to meet the senior." Fang Yan said, arching his hands, this is true, the old man's cultivation level is not clear in dialect, but he only heard him talking lightly about Ganglei, the devil emperor, and the dialect also knows The old man's cultivation must be a realm that he can't even look up to.

"It's not impossible, but you need to go to a place, hey, your cultivation base is still too low." The old man seemed to want to say something, and he paused as if he had made up his mind: "I'll send you out later, this side You take the token, if one day, you have the opportunity to enter the domain of Xuanlan, do me a favor and send this token to a sect called Bai Yuanzong, and then you will get the What you said, if you don’t have this opportunity, forget it.”

(End of this chapter)