Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 4
I don’t know how long it took before the sacrificial training technique was finally completed. The oil lamp beside him had been extinguished, and it was already midnight outside. Dialect found the lamp oil and added it, and it was lit. Fayan found an inexplicable connection between himself and the sword , the sword became a part of himself, like his own arm.

Fang Yan looked at the sword in his hand and couldn't help opening his mouth. This is the object that has been practiced.

There is also a spell in Dialect's mind, Huoyan Jue, this sword is called Huoyan Sword, and now Dialect also understands that the sword of a cultivator is not called a sword, but a flying sword, and the sword in his hand is a sword. Holding a flying sword, after his ability improves, he can fly with the sword. Dialect thinks that he can fly like a bird, so he can't help squinting his eyes and fantasizing about it.

With the success of Feijian, the purse dialect did not dare to underestimate it. After the aura in the body recovered, Fangyan began to practice the purse. It didn't take much trouble, and the sacrifice was over. After the sacrifice, Fangyan found that it was not ordinary. The purse should be called the Qiankun bag. This Qiankun bag is not an ordinary thing. It looks like a palm-sized Qiankun bag, but it can hold a lot of things in it. It seems that these are not lies.More importantly, as long as I have a thought, I can take out the things inside, and I can also put the things outside in. There are only a few stones in the purse. Gems, these stones should be spirit stones.

Hanging the Qiankun bag on his waist, and putting Feijian in it, Fang Yan looked at the flagon in his hand. Although it looked inconspicuous, Fang Yan knew that this thing should be more precious than Feijian's purse, because the man returned it when he was dying. The jug was in his hand.

Fang Yan didn't expect that this flagon could not be practiced, and Fang Yan couldn't do it after repeated attempts. When he wanted to give up, Fang Yan remembered that he didn't know in which miscellaneous book he saw that high-level treasures had to go through blood refining With the idea of ​​giving it a try, Fang Yan made a small slit on his hand with a flying sword and dripped it onto the jug, like water meeting a sponge. With a suction force, a bloody sword suddenly emerged from Fang Yan's small wound and entered the flagon. Fang Yan felt a little dazzled immediately, but this is not the time to give up. Don't give up, seeing that the aura in his body is about to be empty, Fang Yan suddenly thought of a few pieces of spirit stones in the Qiankun bag, and the bursts of aura emanating from them, he just used them to replenish now, a thought, a spirit stone appeared in Fang Yan's hand , the aura in this spirit stone is actually extremely pure, not worse than what he absorbed outside the stone room. With the supplement of spirit stones, there is still no way to practice, so Dialect finally gave up.

After opening his eyes, Fang Yan looked at the spirit stone in his hand, it was not as bright as it was at the beginning, and there was a lot of spirit energy in it.

Looking at the jug in his hand, he tried the dialect for a long time, but he didn't find anything. He didn't know if it was a treasure. He would study it later when he was capable, and put the jug into the Qiankun bag with his backhand.

The practice took a whole day. Sitting in the room, thinking back on what he had gone through in the past few days, he felt like he was in a dream. Am I still the guy in the pawn shop?

The next day was the anniversary of Fang Yan's father's death. Fang Yan arrived early at the Fang family grave, in front of his parents' grave, lit the candles and incense he brought, placed various offerings, knelt down in front of the grave and kowtowed three times, standing He got up, rearranged the tomb, said a few words to his parents, and left.

Dialect has a feeling that I am afraid that I will not be able to come back every year to pay homage to my parents like before. Fortunately, this is the tomb of the Fang family, so there will be no one to take care of it.

When he came here, Dialect didn’t pay attention. After passing the stone chamber, Dialect discovered that the aura of heaven and earth can also be divided into thick and light. The aura he absorbed in Fenzhou Mansion was the worst. It's just that the spiritual energy in the stone room slowly dissipated after he opened it, and it might not take long for it to be almost the same as the surroundings.

Dialect returned to the mountain temple, entered the passage, and blocked the entrance of the cave from the inside. Before the spiritual energy in the stone room had completely dissipated, he practiced Huoyan Jue. Huoyan Jue is much more difficult than water archery. It took a whole day but I just mastered the casting technique. I can release a tongue of fire that is one foot long. The power is much worse than what the formula says. It takes continuous practice to display real flames.

He stayed in the mountain temple for three days. Except for the convenience of eating and drinking, Dialect had never left the stone chamber. He could issue a Huoyan Jue, which consumed all the aura in Dialect's body.

The aura in the stone room was not much different from the surrounding ones. The most important thing was that the dialect holiday was coming soon, and if they didn't go back, they would have to deduct more money.

Just as the cave door opened a gap, Dialect suddenly heard that there was someone else in the mountain temple. In this wilderness, not many people come here in a year, so I don't know who it is.

Just when he was about to go out to have a look, Fang Yan felt that when the cave door opened, a person flashed in, and then the cave door was closed tightly again. In the dark and trance, Fang Yan couldn't see the appearance of the person coming, but there was a faint fragrance, which seemed to be woman.

The person who came in didn't expect that there were other people in the cave, but she reacted very quickly: "Shh."

I don't know why the visitor hid in, I have never been so close to a woman's dialect since I was a child, I was a little dazed for a while, and after hearing the visitor's signal, I also quieted down.

Not long after, the voice of two people talking came from outside, two brothers and sisters.

"Brother, where did you say that little girl went? Why did she disappear in a blink of an eye?" A sharp voice shouted, "Don't worry, she's already injured. We've chased her for thousands of miles. If you think about it, the magic talisman on her will be gone." It’s almost used, hmph, if you dare to force something under my nose, if you catch me, I will definitely make her regret coming to this world.”

"That's right, senior brother takes a shot, and two more can't escape. Senior brother, when I catch it, I will make my senior brother feel refreshed. That little girl has a beautiful skin."

"No problem, dare to steal my treasure."

"Brother, is that thing really a treasure?"

"That's right, it must be a treasure. Otherwise, that Xuanshui turtle is no more than a third-order monster. How could it be so powerful that it even destroyed my body armor."

"Congratulations brother, you will have your own treasure soon."

"Okay, let's recover first, and find something to eat first."

After a while, the junior seemed to have found the rice that Fang Yan had put down: "Brother, it seems that there are people living here, and the rice is still fresh."

"Cook it first and eat it. I have eaten dry food for a few days. It should be moist and nourishing. I will go out to look for it when I am full."

Hearing that the two people outside came out of the mountain temple, they should have gone to the stove. The dialect in the passage felt a heavy weight on his shoulders. The person next to him seemed to have fainted and leaned on his shoulders .

Fang Yan didn't dare to make too much noise, and the place was very narrow, carefully picked up the people around him, returned to the underground stone room, lit a fire and lit the oil lamp, Fang Yan saw the unexpected guest in front of him.

In his twenties, he was wearing a goose-yellow shirt with a cut on his shoulder, and blood was still oozing out. Seeing this, Dialect hurriedly took out some gold sore medicine from his body. People who went into the mountain would take these things with them , After stopping the bleeding from the wound, Fang Yan thought to himself that it would be impossible to go out now, at least he would not be able to leave until the girl woke up and the two people outside also left.

Listening to what those two people said just now, they actually ran thousands of miles with this girl. It seems that they are not ordinary people, maybe they are all cultivators.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan carefully observed the girl beside him. Sure enough, the two clothes on his body were not ordinary clothes, but clothes that could absorb aura.

This woman was seriously injured, not just the trauma on her shoulder, otherwise she should have woken up a long time ago. How could there be any famous medicinal materials in this stone room? After thinking about it for a long time in dialect, since she is also a cultivator, it is always good to replenish some spiritual energy. Dialect used the formula, and sent a little bit of aura from his body into the woman's body. When there was a reaction, Dialect was overjoyed, and increased the input force. After a while, the aura in his body was exhausted, and the woman still didn't wake up. .

Don't do anything, Fang Yan stretched out his hand for a piece of spirit stone, and saw a spiritual energy enter from this hand, go out from that hand, only go through dialect's body once, and finally enter the woman's body, until the spirit stone When most of the spiritual energy in the stone was consumed, the woman finally became conscious, opened her eyes and saw the dialect that helped her, blinked gratefully and nodded, closed her eyes again, pulled her hand out of the dialect's hand, and began to heal herself .

Dialect has long been exhausted, instilling spiritual energy to others is several times more difficult than cultivating by himself, not to mention it has been continuously running for several hours, seeing that the woman can absorb spiritual energy by herself, Fang Yan handed the woman a spiritual stone and held it in his hand The spirit stone that was about to be scrapped was also recovered.

(End of this chapter)