Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 457
"Brother Xing, I've bothered you to recover." Dialect said apologetically, looking at Xing Wuwu who had not yet fully recovered.

It wasn't Xing Wuxin who was notified by the dialect. The dialect knew that the last time Xing Wuwu's elder brother consumed his essence and blood, forcibly activated the exercises that could not be activated, and suffered serious injuries. Unintentional also takes a long time to refine and absorb, and in just over half a year, it is far from enough. Therefore, the dialect that I already knew in my heart didn't motivate the jade talisman at all.

Now Xing Wuwu has arrived, Fang Yan knows in his heart that this is the scar in the cave, everyone is uncertain which one sent a message to Brother Xing, they all care about themselves, Fang Yan didn't say anything, but Brother Xing who has not yet fully recovered, Just now it was clear that he had surpassed his strength and activated the power of the magic weapon. Now that he had calmed down, Xing Wuwu showed a little fatigue again.

Hearing the words in the dialect, Xing Wuxin waved his hand: "It's nothing, your pills are very effective, they haven't fully recovered but they haven't been condensed, it will take a while.

After a pause, Xing Wuxin glanced up and down Fangyan, and asked softly: "Fangyan, is there a source of thunder in your sword array?"

Realizing that his body was being scanned by Brother Xing, Fang Yan knew what Brother Xing who was beside him just now had discovered, and when he heard the question, he secretly said in his heart: "Brother Xing, that's right, I collected a few pieces of the source of thunder. .”

Xing Wuxin showed a relieved expression: "It's a great opportunity for you to be able to collect so many sources of thunder and integrate them into the sword array. In the future, with only this source of thunder, you will be several times more advanced than others when you break through and advance." I got it right."

Every cultivator who has experienced the extermination of the lightning will try his best to collect a trace of the source of thunder, but very few people can succeed, and no one is like dialect. Being able to control part of the power of the Extermination Lightning Lightning, Dialect's previous performance clearly controlled most of the Extermination Lightning Lightning, and only released it at the last moment, killing Ye Tianqing's Nascent Soul.

Hearing Brother Xing's words, Dialect knew that what Brother Xing understood and his actual situation were totally different. There were a few traces of the source of thunder in his Thunder Tree, but there was not a trace of it in the Dawu Sword Formation that had been refined. , the reason why he had such a performance just now is that the dialect relies on the source of thunder that has been integrated into his own Nascent Soul.

It's just to integrate into the Nascent Soul, this kind of thing is too shocking, the source of thunder in the dialect Nascent Soul is not collected at one time, four are collected when the baby is formed, and several times are collected when it is promoted to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, but said As far as the source is concerned, it is still the four Taos collected at the time of infancy. Without these four Taos, there is no possibility of collecting the source of thunder when it is promoted to the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

And the reason why the source of thunder was able to be collected when the baby was conceived was because the dialect used the supreme aura to draw the five lines of aura in the Qiankun pot to form five-color spiritual lines, and then collected four of the source of thunder. He didn't care about his dialect, even the supreme aura, but he didn't intend to tell anyone about his Qiankun Pot.

Until now, apart from Dialect himself, only the Artifact Spirit in the Ziheng Furnace and his two monsters know how many quintessential sects he has, and they don't know the details very well. Without really mastering it, the only thing Dialect knows is that the magic weapon I saw before stepping into the realm of cultivation is definitely an amazing thing, five portals, five-color spiritual lines, automatic healing, everything seems to be It is not something that an ordinary magic weapon can possess.

After a pause, Xing Wuwu said again: "Fang Yan, don't let others know about this matter casually. If people know that you have collected the source of thunder, there may not be many people coveting it. Although your cultivation base is high and your strength is tyrannical, but It can't stand the crowd, so it's better to be careful. No, brother, brother was negligent and didn't stop that Yin Shen Taoist." Speaking of this, Xing Wuxin's expression changed slightly.

Listening to Big Brother Xing's words, Fang Yan felt warm in his heart, and every sentence was for his own sake. How precious the source of thunder is, the dialect was naturally very clear. Even the great monks who are distracted may come to make trouble and seize their own source of thunder. Although the dialect is strong, it is not yet arrogant to the point where it is invincible in the cultivation world.

"Brother Xing hasn't recovered from his injuries last time, so he shouldn't be allowed to intercept that Yin Shen Taoist, but it doesn't matter, he just left. He was hiding outside just now, and he couldn't detect the situation in the body-killing light at all. Even if he found out that Ye Tianqing was not going to kill him, he would never have thought of the source of thunder, if Brother Xing hadn't seen it with his own eyes, would he have thought that someone had collected the source of thunder?"

Hearing the words in dialect, Xing Wuwu thought for a while and then laughed a few times, his voice returned to his usual hearty voice: "Okay, it's better for you to see clearly, but if you have a chance in the future, you still have to settle accounts with him. I have to say, Yin Shen Taoist Still very skillful, the imitation God Seal Tablet has already reached the extremely high level among the middle-grade spiritual weapons, and it is a bit stronger than my iron-blooded banner. If you activate the Mirror of Yanyue, you can compete with him. Unfortunately……"

The meaning of regret in Xing Wuwu's words is obvious, but it makes the dialect feel a little more sorry. With Brother Xing's current situation, it is a bit inappropriate to forcibly activate the magic weapon of the mirror. It has already been used up when he attacked Ye Tianqing's magic weapon I have a lot of energy, if I push it when I intercept the Yin Shen Taoist, I may suffer some damage, but Fang Yan saw that Brother Xing had already planned to push it when he finally encountered danger.

Now that it has passed, the dialect will not be mentioned any more. There is no need to talk about this kind of thing, just keep it in your heart, and said with a smile: "Brother Xing, I got a lot of things this time. Take a look at which ones." Yes. This is not a place to talk, do you want me to stay in my cave for a while, my brother has found a good cave."

"Huh? Not here?" Xing Wuxin showed some doubts.

"Hehe, Brother Xing, you'll know when you go in, but you'll have to wait for a while, the Tianyue Nine Illusory Formation has been destroyed by them, and they need to arrange another formation to cover it up." Then he started to shuttle back and forth in the valley, playing the Dao Dao Jue in his hand.

The surprise on Xing Wuwu's face became more and more obvious. He watched his younger brother grow up, but decades ago, he was still a foundation cultivator. Not only has his cultivation surpassed him now, maybe it can be done by luck. Explanation, such as obtaining high-level spiritual objects and the like.

But at this moment, the extremely high comprehension of the formation is displayed. This is by no means something that can be explained by luck. Without extraordinary comprehension and deep comprehension, this situation will not happen anyway, even if Xingji Zongjiu Huan has studied the formation method for a lifetime, and it seems to be nothing more than that. Looking at the dialect, the runes are condensed like clouds and flowing water, and they are submerged in the slightly damaged formation flag. It doesn't take much effort. The formation flag that was blasted by force before Then it returned to its original state, even more powerful than before.

Xing Wuwu felt that there was nothing wrong with it. A few hours later, after the dialect rearranged the Tianyue Nine Illusory Array in the valley, the original simple Illusory Array suddenly showed a little murderous aura. It's not difficult, and it's not difficult to set up a killing formation, but in an instant, Fang Yan integrated a killing formation into the Tianyue Nine Illusory Formation, and it's seamless, what kind of method is this?
Xing Wuwu watched in surprise as the dialect activated the formation, and then followed him into the Baiwu Cave Mansion. He had already studied the formation very well, otherwise he would not have forced his way into Zhang Taolin alone. In that kind of place, but I just saw the dialect's methods, and I still can't come back to my senses. I ignored the dialect and talked with a group of low-level monks.

Surprised one after another, before the Tianyue Nine Illusion Killing Formation outside could be figured out, Xing Wuxin saw the teleportation formation in the corner of the cave. There is no teleportation array here, but it has appeared in front of my eyes, and it must have come from dialect again.

Xing Wuwu has already seen the ability of dialects, and his current cultivation base is a bit higher than his own, and Ye Tianqing, who has broken through the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, has been calculated by life. Help, my brother will not have any problems, no wonder he didn't take the initiative to send a message to ask for help.

Fang Yan looked at the stunned brother Xingwuwu, and knew that his performance had shocked him today, so he said in a deep voice, "Brother Xing, they have all passed, and we should go too?"

"Let's go, I want to see the cave that even you brag about." Xing Wuwu knew that he had lost his composure, and after hearing the dialect's words, he quickly returned to his usual posture, and said loudly.

After a space fluctuation, Xing Wuwu opened his mouth wide again. It wasn't that he hadn't seen the high-level cave secret realm, but he was really shocked by the dialect. Xing Wuwu searched for thousands of years by himself, but he only found a decent cave shelter. How many years have you practiced dialect?
Taking a few long breaths, Xing Wuxin stretched out his consciousness a little bit, and after a while, he asked with a strange expression: "Dialect, is this where Cang Dao and the cave were?"

"Brother Xing Mingjian, let's go, Brother Xing, go to the secret realm. The aura here is almost the same as that in your cave, and there is no spiritual spring in your cave, but this secret realm is much better than yours, more than ten times. Of course, the transfigured starry sky does not count." Fang Yan said with a smile, stepping into the secret realm of the hall first.

Xing Wuwu was only half a step behind and followed the dialect into the secret realm of the Dongfu. The flow speed was more than ten times that of a big sect. Even his original Xingyue sect secret realm had only such a fast time flow. The secret realm with four times the flow rate is placed in the cave, which is indeed much worse in comparison.

After stepping into the secret realm, the dialect didn't talk too much. It took a lot of fighting and arranging formations, and Xing Wuwu came here with injuries, and it took a lot of effort. Restoring and recuperating in a space in the deepest part of the secret realm.

After a day in the secret realm, Fang Yan stood up, reached out and took out a bunch of things and spread them beside him, including several magic weapons and a few corpses. Let’s recuperate and recover here for a while, I’ll go out for a few days.”

Seeing the things taken out by dialect, Xing Wuwu didn't know what to say. He didn't feel it during the fight, but when he knew that dialect had put out a bunch of things, Xing Wuwu discovered that all the Yuanying ancestors of Qingyunzong and Taiyizong sects , regardless of the Nascent Soul in the physical body, except Ye Tianqing's Nascent Soul who was directly bombarded by the Extinguishing Lightning, the rest are all here.

After taking out the things, Fang Yan seemed to think of something again, and said to Xing Wuxin: "By the way, these two people still have these things that I want to keep. Brother Xing can choose from the remaining things." After speaking in dialect He took back the bodies of Taoist Dong and Taoist Yuanhao, as well as the two tokens, and left the cave without waiting for Xingxin to say anything.

Xing Wuwu naturally knew what the dialect was going to do. There were two ancestors of Yuanying sects in front of him. Both of them killed their ancestors. It's not a big deal, but if you want to be a person in dialect, you don't bother to kill everyone, but it is certain to destroy the two sects.

After realizing that the dialect had left in this way, Xing Wuwu also felt warm in his heart, so many things were put in front of him so easily, his brother is very generous, and he picked out the suitable things among these things .

Dialect is indeed going to two sects of Qingyun Zongtai and Taizong. He didn’t want to take the teleportation array to enter Baiwu Cave Mansion, and suddenly heard a shout, and he did not hide his surprise: "Dialect?"

"Brother Ji? Have you finally formed an alchemy?" Fang Yan also looked at Ji Feng who was galloping towards him with joy, already exuding the aura of alchemy.

"Dialect, it's really you. After hearing what Master Shang said, I still can't believe it, huh? Really?" Ji Feng was in ecstasy, but his words didn't make sense.

Dialect naturally knew that Ji Feng was probing his own cultivation, but even the monks in the middle stage of Yuanying couldn't see through his cultivation. Feng said: "Brother Ji, you should go back to the cave to consolidate your realm first, I need to go out now, and I will talk about other things when I come back."

"Well, okay, that's not right, dialect, the head teacher of Xingji Zongshang Daozi wanted to invite you to come. Originally, he wanted to send someone else, but I just heard and came back." Ji Feng, who had just agreed, suddenly remembered According to Shang Daozi's entrustment, he handed out a jade slip to the dialect.

"En? Well, I'm going there too, so you can go back and consolidate your cultivation." After scanning the jade slips with his spiritual sense, Fang Yan had some doubts, and then he walked out of the cave, leaving behind a rather embarrassing expression. Ji Feng.

The dialect outside the cave urges Liu Guangyi to flee in the direction of Xingjizong, but he is thinking in his heart, it must not be a trivial matter to make Shang Daozi so solemn, is there something wrong with Brother Jiuhuan?Thinking that there was only one sentence of respect in the jade slips, Fang Yan felt a little anxious, thinking that it would take at least a few days for Ji Feng to come back, the Liuguang Wing under his feet suddenly moved a little faster.

A moment later, the dialect flashed out at the gate of Xingjizong. This time, no one stopped him. Just as he took out his triangular token of Ke Qing elders, he was led into the gate by the disciples on duty. It didn't take much effort, Shang Daozi Then he flew over.

"Fellow Daoist Shang, you came to me in such a hurry, did something happen?" Seeing Shang Daozi, he asked directly in dialect without making any detours.

"Elder Fangyan is the ancestor. I don't know if there is something wrong, so I have to go to the elder Fangyan." Shang Daoyou replied respectfully.

"Brother Jiu Huan? Come on, take me in." Hearing that there seemed to be something wrong with Brother Jiu Huan, Fang Yan was also anxious, and immediately urged his movement towards the secret place of Xing Ji Sect.

Shang Daozi also seemed to have a backbone at once, and followed Fang Yan towards the secret place. From a distance, it seemed that Fang Yan was the master here, but at this time, no one cares about these at all.

Soon, Fang Yan appeared in front of Zilang Stone Wall, and saw Brother Jiuhuan and Taoist Huanyue sitting cross-legged on the periphery. Taoist Huanyue was the same as before, trapped in the formation and continued to study, and had his own The soul pill left behind is no longer as sluggish as before.

Brother Jiu Huan on the other side, as Shang Daozi said, there seems to be something wrong, there is a ray of light flickering on his body, and when he probes his spiritual sense, he can sense a sudden strong breath in his body Suddenly weak, it seems that this mana cannot be controlled.

Fang Yan didn't dare to be negligent, and threw out the spiritual pet casually, but his spiritual consciousness penetrated into the Zilang stone wall, no matter how old brother Jiu Huan's body was, his spiritual consciousness was still in the Zilang stone wall.

After a while, Fang Yan withdrew from his consciousness with a happy face, and said to Shang Daozi who was waiting anxiously: "Friend Shang Daozi, don't worry, brother Jiu Huan will leave the customs in a short time, but this time he is on this stone wall." If you are not at ease, just meditate and watch from the side, and I will watch here too."

How could Shang Daozi be in the mood to meditate and practice? Seeing that the dialect closed his eyes and began to exercise his mind, he stared at his master motionless. Two hours later, Shang Daozi also showed a surprised expression on his face. The ancestor who has been closed in the secret realm for decades, and the outside world has passed for several years, suddenly has a movement. Although it is only a small fluctuation, Shang Daozi knows that this is a manifestation of the ancestor's spiritual consciousness. will really wake up.

Dialect also stopped practicing at this moment, looking at the old brother Jiu Huan in front of him, without much effort, the real person Jiu Huan didn't move, then slowly opened his eyes, and saw the dialect and Shang Daozi in front of him, But he didn't speak, and closed his eyes again.

After a while, Master Jiu Huan opened his eyes for the second time, smiled slightly and said to Yan: "Brother Fang, thank you very much."

In a short time, Master Jiu Huan already knew what happened after he fell into the Zilang Stone Wall. He remembered that he had felt the familiar breath twice. When his consciousness fell into it, he could only feel the familiarity, but he didn't know why. After waking up now, he knew that it was the divine sense of dialect, and at the same time, he also knew how dangerous he was back then.

"Brother, congratulations." Dialect was not reserved, and congratulated Jiu Huan with his hands clasped.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that, eh? No, how could you sense it?" Daoist Jiu Huan suddenly realized after half a sentence, how could Dialect be able to see the progress of his cultivation base, and when he stared at Dialect again, he was just like Xing Wuyi , showing a surprised expression.

(End of this chapter)