Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 446 Unaware of Elders

"Sister Yaoguang, sister Yue'er, are you all okay?" Seeing the familiar figure, Liu'er immediately shouted.

The rest of the people also greeted each other. They knew Yao Guang and Yue'er's injuries at the beginning, so how could they not be happy to see the second daughter who has recovered now.

"Liu'er, it's all over." Yao Guang and Yue'er were equally happy, looking at the familiar caves around them, and then at the familiar people in front of them, a long-lost feeling came to their hearts, as if they had returned to Mo Ling Zong felt the same way.

For a while, the cave was full of excitement, and this was his home.

After the crowd made a fuss, they also met the stranger brought back by the dialect. Of course, it was Shi Feng. After hearing that Shi Feng was the new disciple of the dialect, many people showed envious eyes, and it was even more inevitable that there were voices of discussion .

Later, they heard from Yao Guang that Shi Feng was actually a late-Gold Core cultivator. Everyone immediately stopped talking. After a while, they admired their boss even more. As a disciple, wouldn't the boss be even more powerful?

After a while, the excitement of the long-lost reunion gradually dissipated. Amid all the commotion, Fang Yan probably knew what happened over the years, nothing more than people hunting monsters and many things in Fangji's shop, but Fang Yan didn't care much .

When he heard that several people surnamed Huang were not killed by monsters, but died in the hands of monk Yuanying, the dialect showed a little harshness inadvertently, and when he heard that the old patriarch Huang passed away, he could only sigh. After all, the old man practiced late. I have learned a lot, and I have no regrets if I can die in my hometown.

"By the way, why haven't you seen Brother Ji Feng?" Suddenly, Fang Yan asked Dao Scar.

"Brother Ji, you are now in Xingjizong." Dao Scar immediately spoke to the dialect.

It turns out that Ji Feng has also reached the stage of condensing the illusory core, but he was brought to the Xingji sect to condense the core by the real person Jiuhuan. It has been several years, and he is about to form a core.

Fang Yan was very happy that Ji Feng arrived. When they met for the first time, Ji Feng never thought that there would be a moment of alchemy in his life.

After talking about Ji Feng, Dao Scar suddenly remembered something: "Boss, a few decades ago, someone went to Tianguixu to activate the messenger talisman. After I sent someone to contact me, I found out that it was Elder Ji from Mo Lingzong. It's just that he wants to find the two girls, Boss and Yao Guangyue'er, and he will go there every once in a while over the years, it seems that their life is very uncomfortable."

Mo Lingzong?Fang Yan suddenly remembered the agreement he made when he took Yue'er and Yaoguang away. It was indeed to leave a jade talisman and let Mo Lingzong go to Tianguixu to find him, but unexpectedly after so many years, as for Mo Lingzong Dialect is also very clear about people's plans. Dialect has checked the Mo Lingzhu in Yue'er's body several times.

Immediately beckoned, and called Yao Guang and Yue'er who were talking to Liu'er: "Yao Guang, your father has been to Tiangui Market, I think they have found a place to stay, and I want the Mo Lingzhu on Yue'er, Next time he comes again, you two go out and deal with the matter."

Hearing the news about Mo Lingzong, the expressions of the two goddesses changed a little.

Fang Yan didn't say any more, after a pause, Fang Yan took out a bunch of things and handed them to Shi Feng, who was already familiar with everyone: "Shi Feng, you and the scarred Huang Han will distribute these things first, and guide them by the way. Take a look at everyone's cultivation."

"Master, don't worry." "Boss, don't worry." Shi Feng and Dao Scar immediately responded, and Huang Han, who was a little further away, also respectfully responded.

"Huang Han, bring back the corpses of the clansmen outside, bury them properly, and then you can practice with peace of mind. Now that you all have condensed the emptiness pills, after refining those elixirs, the emptiness pills should also be solidified. When the time comes, I will send you to Xingjizong to assist in the formation of alchemy with the help of formations, as for the matter of revenge, I will leave everything to me." Fang Yan handed Huang Han to his side and said.

The people of the Huang surname around heard the words in the dialect. They were silent for a while, and then they all said, "Everything is up to the boss."

Among the people in the cave, the members of the Huang surname had been living in the Black Demon Realm, and they were in danger of dying at all times. Although the cave is not as cruel as the Black Demon Realm, it still fights with people from time to time, and it is normal to die for no reason. Not to mention Shi Feng, he has experienced many things in his hundreds of years of cultivation career.

On the other hand, Fang Yan and Yao Guangyue'er, the three of them have high levels of cultivation, but they haven't experienced many close people's life and death. Speaking of this point, even Liu'er is somewhat stronger than them.

Dialect then explained a few more words to Yao Guangyue'er, and escaped out of the cave. Now that Shi Feng, a late Jindan cultivator, is in command, even if Ye Tianqing comes again, it will be difficult to easily break through the Tianyue Nine Illusory Formation outside. What's more, Ye Tianqing was assassinated twice in a row before, so he must still be recuperating in the sect right now.

The noisy scene that had just subsided was immediately rekindled by the many elixirs and magic weapons left by the dialect. Those who had no cultivation talent had left the cave decades ago and worked in the Fangji shop. The people with the Huang surname who were able to stay in the cave were not as far-sighted as before, but they were still dazzled by what the dialect left behind.

"Is this a fifth-grade elixir?"

"Is this spirit armor a top-grade treasure?"

"I want this long gun, haha."

Seeing the chaos of the crowd, a voice rang out: "Shut up, make noise, and don't be afraid of being laughed at by others. Can you find something suitable for your cultivation base?"

The person who spoke was Huang Han, the new patriarch of the Huang surname. Not only the members of the Huang surname clan, but also Dao Scar and the others seemed to respect Huang Han. After hearing Huang Han's words, they immediately whispered a lot, but there was no look in their eyes. Seeing the meaning of fear, they all looked at their patriarch with a smile, and the scarred Shifeng standing beside him.

Shi Feng didn't know what Huang Han meant, so he immediately laughed and said: "Huang Han, these are all given to you by Master, and have nothing to do with me, but I can provide you with some references."

"Okay." The knife scar on the side was waiting for Shi Feng's words, and he laughed immediately: "Hurry up and ask Brother Shi Feng to help you pick things."

Hearing Dao Scar's words, no one would care about the joke, even the most stable bearded people came over and began to make their own demands in a hurry. Check for yourself, and who doesn't hurry up to make your own request.

"Brother Shi Feng, help me to see, I want a fire magic weapon."

"Brother Shi Feng, I want pills to strengthen my cultivation, as well as ones to condense my soul."

Yao Guang and Yue'er naturally wouldn't join in the fun, they had already obtained enough from the dialect, looked at the situation of the crowd, smiled and waved to Liu'er, Yue'er secretly flicked her hands away, a blue light flashed , and then walked towards the bamboo house in the distance, Liu'er looked around, found no one was paying attention, stuck out her tongue and followed.

After Dialect left the cave, he did not leave immediately, but first repaired the slightly damaged Tianyue Nine Illusion Array that was blown away by Ye Tianqing before. Now the dialect may not be as good as Nine Illusion real people in practice, but the experience is not bad at all. When I was in the magic formation, I even came up with several ways to enhance the power of the formation, but I don't have that skill now.

As a flash of light flashed by, commanding Fengnu to lift up the Yumu spirit boat and fly towards Xingjizong, Fang Yan himself dodged into the Senran scroll. It also consumed a lot.

A few hours later, Dialect escaped from the Senran scroll, full of energy and magic power, and then waved his hand, put away the Sheng Yumu spirit boat, and sacrificed the streamer wings, a streamer of light streaked across the sky, leaving only subtle void fluctuations.

After dozens of breaths, the dialect appeared outside the gate of Xingjizong.

"Stop, who is it?" A young monk suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yan, and stopped Fang Yan who was about to enter the Xingji Sect.

Even the Yuanying cultivator couldn't tell the clues of the restrained dialect, not to mention the little cultivator in the Foundation Establishment period in front of him.

After being stopped, Fang Yan was not angry, but just reached out and took out a triangular token and handed it to the little monk.After watching the little monk look up and down his token of the elder Ke Qing, Fang Yan asked, "Can I go in?"

Unexpectedly, the little cultivator who received the token of the dialect looked at the dialect with a puzzled expression, as if he was more suspicious: "Who are you, why do you want to imitate the token of the elders of this sect?"

After shouting, the little monk urged the array in his hands to cover the dialect.

Dialect is a bit dumbfounded, actually saying that his token is an imitation?It's just how can the dialect and the power of this conscientious little monk sweep away the formation board offered by the other party with a casual flick.

"Ah?" Realizing that his array did not trap the opponent, but was easily pushed aside, the little monk seemed to realize that the monk in front of him, who looked as young as himself, had a high level of cultivation and was not something he could resist. Immediately stop.

Dialect was about to speak, but he saw a jade talisman suddenly flashed in the little monk's hand. After a wave of magic power, a beam of light shot up into the sky, and brilliant fireworks flashed outside the Xingjizong mountain gate in an instant, and at the same time, waves of waves spread to the surroundings.

Not to mention the Xingji Sect's sect which is close at hand, even hundreds of miles away, you can also see the brilliant fireworks.

Looking up and seeing the signal he sent, the little cultivator took a step back and stood at the entrance of the guardian array, his eyes fixed on Fang Yan, not sure whether he was worried about Fang Yan's attack or his escape.

Fang Yan stopped, with a smile on his lips, and looked at the young monk with great interest: "You're going to be unlucky later."

"Hmph, the elder will come out soon, so don't run away." The little monk didn't care about the words in dialect, and immediately replied.

The little monk's words were good, and in an instant, there was a fluctuation coming from behind him.

"Who dares to offend my Xingji sect."

Hearing this voice, Fang Yan was happy. He remembered that when he came back from the Dark Demon Realm, he was the one who blocked the way, and wanted to rob his magic weapon.

The man who stood up to the little monk was stunned when he saw the dialect. After staring at the dialect for a long time, he casually slapped the head of the little monk next to him: "I told you to send signals indiscriminately, and you don't want to complain to senior."

After finishing speaking, ignoring the little monk, the man took a step forward and saluted in dialect: "Yuquan pays homage to the elder."

"Ah?" Hearing the man's words, the little monk who blocked the dialect before and even released the firework signal for help was stunned, elder?There are several elders in this sect, and the little monk is very clear, but there is definitely no one in front of him, not to mention that the token of the elder is not that kind of triangular token.

"Yuquan? That's right, it has reached the level of condensed emptiness pills, and it will be formed in a few years. Take it, this is for you. You can use it when you are forming a pill. This bottle will be given to that little monk. He was very responsible."

When I first came to Xingjizong, I fought against this and his two senior brothers, but this is the first time I know his name, dialect. The dialect today is not the original foundation establishment, the junior monks, the other party They all called themselves seniors, so how could they not come up with something, not to mention dialect is not a stingy monk.

After receiving the jade bottle handed by dialect, Sun Yuquan was overjoyed, and his expression was even more respectful. Back then, when dialect formed alchemy, he had already left his brothers and sisters far behind. It is very likely that he has already conceived a baby, but that is the cultivation level of the ancestor, and even the master is still far from conceiving a baby.

"Thank you, senior, Dong Xiao, and thank you for coming over." Sun Yuquan reached out and handed a jade bottle in his hand to the little monk who was still nervous behind him, and greeted him, seeing Fang Yan waving his hand, he gave up.

He didn't find out what kind of elixir was in the jade bottle. After putting it away, Sun Yuquan took out a jade talisman and sent a message into the sect: "The junior has notified the master, please wait a moment."

"Where are there so many courtesies, take me in." Fang Yan waved his hand and let Sun Yuquan lead the way.

"This?" Sun Yuquan hesitated for a moment, then saw that Fang Yan had already stepped forward, and hurriedly took a step forward to lead the way.

As soon as he entered the Xingji Sect, Fang Yan saw many monks rushing towards the mountain gate, screaming and shouting, and they were all going to kill the invading enemies. Sun Yuquan's face changed slightly, and he waved his palms quickly: " Let it go, let it go, there are no enemies coming."

As soon as the crowd dispersed, Dialect sensed a ray of light flying towards the gate of the mountain. It was Shang Daozi, the head teacher of Xingji Sect.

"Elder Dialect, it really is you, I'm still talking nonsense like Sun Yuquan, please come in quickly." Seeing the dialect, Shang Daozi looked extremely happy.

"Teacher Shang is being polite, no matter what, I still bear the name of Elder Keqing." Fang Yan smiled, but he could hear some meanings of difference from Shang Daozi's words.

After a few words of pleasantries, Shang Daozi entered the sect's secret realm with dialect, but Sun Yuquan was not with him. He stayed outside until his master and dialect disappeared, and then took out the jade bottle he had just obtained from the Qiankun bag , opened it a little, and inspected it a little, but his expression changed drastically, and the expression of surprise was beyond words: "Shenshen Pill? It's the best of the fifth-grade elixir, Shenshen Pill? Hahahaha."

Several low-ranking disciples passing by saw the mad-looking Uncle Sun Yuquan, but they didn't know what was going on. When they wanted to go forward to inquire about it, they saw the Uncle Sun flashing and disappeared. You shook his head and left, but unexpectedly, just as the crazy laughter stopped here, there was another exclamation from the mountain gate, and then it stopped abruptly, without a sound, and it seemed to be the voice of Dong Xiao who was on duty today .

Dialect didn't know anything about the outside world. After entering the secret realm with Shang Daozi, he just sat down and asked in dialect: "Friend Shang Daoist, Jiu Huan and Huan Yue are both in seclusion?"

"Well, what the dialect elder said is correct. Both master and master have been in seclusion for several years." Shang Daozi mentioned the two elders with a rather heavy tone.

"Did something happen?"

"Well, if it's convenient, the dialect elders can follow me in."

Dialect's expression also became tense, could it be that the two old brothers are in trouble?It's just that Big Brother Ting Xingwu didn't say what's the big deal?Dialect who followed Shang Daozi couldn't help but think in his heart.

Once again came to the depths of the Xingji Sect, and stepped on the Rainbow Bridge again, but the original formations were restricted, but now the dialect can see through most of it at a glance. The last few arrays are somewhat related, and the dialect is still unclear for a while.

This is of course not the time to study the formation restriction. After a burst of space fluctuations, Shang Daozi led the dialect to the most mysterious and important secret realm of the Xingji Sect. The dialect is no stranger to this place. The bay deep pool is the same as before, the water of the spiritual spring is still gurgling, and the most important treasure of the Xingji sect, the Zilang stone wall, still stands in the middle of the deep pool.

But all this is not the most concerned in the eyes of dialect, just stepped into this secret place, dialect saw two figures sitting cross-legged on one side and one on the right, they were the two elder brothers Jiuhuan Daoist and Huanyue Taoist.

It's just that the state of the two elder brothers is very strange at the moment, it doesn't look like retreat, but like a daze. Dialect didn't act rashly, but turned his questioning gaze to Shang Daozi aside: "Friend Shang Dao, what is this?"

Shang Daozi's expression darkened: "Elder Fang Yan, a few years ago, when the master comprehended the Zilang stone wall, an accident happened, and the spiritual consciousness fell into the stone wall. The master rescued him, but he fell in together. The outside world has been there for several years. , these years, the natal soul cards of master and master have been dimming continuously, and if they don't come out, I'm afraid... I have also penetrated into the stone wall many times with my spiritual sense, but I am not strong enough to find two cards. The soul of the ancestor."

"What? Why didn't Big Brother Xing say this?" Fang Yan was surprised after hearing this, and asked immediately.

"Senior Xingwuwu? When he came last time, I didn't tell him the details. I only said that the ancestor suffered a little injury and his soul was damaged. In fact, I have been waiting for the dialect elder." Shang Daozi told him nothing. dialect.

After a little thought, Fang Yan understood Shang Daozi's scruples. For himself, with the previous account of Jiu Huan's elder brother, especially the identity of the elder Ke Qing, Shang Daozi might be able to trust him, but for Xing Wuwu, Shang Daozi would not be able to trust him. It is impossible to do this, revealing a little is already the limit, as a sect leader, it is not surprising that he does this.

The dialect didn't speak, but his divine sense came out, and soon he was silent again in the mysterious array of Zilang stone walls. Shang Daozi, who was on the side, watched the dialect's movements nervously. Unknowingly, nervous sweat broke out on his forehead without knowing it.

(End of this chapter)