Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 475 Business
As Hu Daoren discovered, the dialect is indeed very relaxed at the moment, urging his body to shuttle through the entire space, avoiding those vortexes that float back and forth and annihilate everything, not to mention comfortable, there is absolutely no pressure.

It wasn't like this a moment ago, just as the dialect had just broken away the power that restrained the Senran scroll, and then put away the magic weapon, and when his figure was revealed, he felt that his body was as difficult as being stuck in a quagmire, and the surrounding starlight killed him. The power is extremely weak, but the spiritual armor that can't speak in dialects, but I didn't expect to have a different kind of power, which can restrain all movements.

It's just that in an instant, this restraining force dissipated completely, and Fang Yan suddenly discovered that with the flow of mana in his body, the starlight condensed by the power of the stars that originally restrained him poured into his body. Immediately after circulating in his body for a week, he dissipated again, forming a reciprocating trend like his own mana. If I had known this before, why would I need to waste energy to bombard the bondage? scattered.

The dialect of the fledgling bird who is no longer a cultivator realized what the situation was like in an instant. The cultivation technique in his body, to be precise, is the Xingyun Jue, which has a deep connection with the magic weapon on Daoist Hu, and Hu The Taoist himself did not fully control this magic weapon, otherwise such a situation would never have happened. Almost instantly, Fang Yan thought of the process of obtaining the Senran scroll. Could this be the same with this high-grade spiritual weapon?

Soon, Fang Yan realized that he was delusional. Luo Chi didn't practice much at the beginning of Senran Scroll, and now this magic robe is only based on the power at present. Luo Chi is comparable, what's more, the rank of this magic robe is even higher than the scroll of Senran. It is undoubtedly a high-grade spiritual weapon. Even if there is no Taoist Hu, it is not possible to succeed in cultivating him for decades, let alone the current one. still trapped in it.

Dialect, who was still trapped in the space of the magic weapon, felt relieved. He only needed to use his body skills, but Daoist Hu had to use this high-grade spiritual weapon from time to time. Naturally, the mana consumption was not the same. Hold, reveal a little gap, and you can break through the void.

It's just that at this time, the dialect also knows that with this magic robe alone, he has no chance of winning against the Taoists, at most it is just an undefeated situation. He has used many methods just now, even the Five Elements Spirit Thunder and the Great Wu Sword The sword light emitted by the array can't break through the barrier of the magic weapon space. The killing blade can only kill a few stars, but compared to the countless stars that fill the surrounding starry sky, the Xu stars that I killed have no trace at all. Influence, and the peach miasma poison that I rely on the most has lost the power of the past, not to mention that it can't penetrate the starlight, and it has been swallowed a lot when it touches those annihilation vortexes.

This is a manifestation of absolute strength. Dialect can display the strength of late Nascent Soul with a mid-Yuanying cultivation base, but facing a top-grade spiritual weapon, even a real late-Yuanying monk will not be much better than Dialect. Now Fang Yan can even confirm that it was a fluke that he killed Qi Weiwei back then. Fang Yan has already put away all his attack methods, and after mobilizing the spirit armor to protect him, he just concentrates on exploring the surroundings and avoiding the annihilation vortex that comes at any time. At the same time, he was thinking about the current situation in his heart, waiting for the moment when Daoist Hu showed his negligence.

A stalemate lasted for several days. Neither Fang Yan nor Daoist Hu expected the current situation. It seems that Yuanying Dzogchen could not hold on for so long, but Taoist Hu found helplessly that after several days, the dialect did not make the slightest mistake, and it became more and more like a fish in water.

"Hu Daoist, it's hard to come to fruition between you and me, why don't you just let it go? I don't know what you like about Fang. If it's possible, it's okay to make a deal." own voice.

After hearing the dialect's words, Daoist Hu paused for a while. In the past few days, he has been thinking about how to solve the situation in front of him. He has exerted all his strength and failed to kill the dialect. Even if he can still activate this magic weapon It's been a long time, but judging by the situation of the dialect, no matter how long it takes, it's just a waste of time. If it's true, as the dialect says, and you can trade for what you need, of course Hu Daoist is willing, but how can he believe that the dialect is telling the truth? You know, wait Hu Daoist has been waiting for this opportunity for thousands of years. If he misses this opportunity, he does not know how long he will have to wait next time.

"Hu Taoist, you understand the situation now. You can't do anything to me, and I can't threaten you. If you want to do this, Fang will accompany you. Could it be that you really have endless mana and can keep pushing the magic weapon down? So, you are still trapped here like me, I can guarantee that as long as there is a slight gap, I can escape from this magic weapon space." The dialect voice came out again.

This is not dialect bragging, even Hu Daoist can see it. After a few days, the dialect can't understand the power of the stars in the robe space. As long as there is a slight gap, the dialect can definitely escape from it. Now, Daoist Hu also knows that the reason why he was able to trap Fangyan was that dialect came to his door automatically. If Fangyan wanted to leave before, just throw the dark light condensed by the power of the stars aside, ten Daoist Husbands It is also difficult to find a dialect in the vast starry sky, even if he knows the target direction of the dialect.

"Where did you get the power of the stars?" Daoist Hu finally spoke out. Although he still didn't stop his magic weapon, he asked the dialect in the formation.

"Sure enough, I guessed that you should have taken a fancy to the power of the stars on me, and you want to repair this magic weapon of yours?" Dialect did not directly answer Hu Taoist's question, but asked back with a smile. Under the sky, Dialect has already realized that this magic weapon is extremely powerful, but there are many obscure points, just like the random wandering of this vortex is definitely not what a complete magic weapon should show, even if the number of vortexes is less than half, It must also be that the owner can arbitrarily activate it, and it should not be the current situation.

"Don't worry about what you do, as long as you hand over the power of the stars, I will let you go." Facing the question in dialect, Daoren Hu was also unwilling to answer, but he stated his own conditions.

"Haha, Daoist Hu, you think highly of yourself. You have a high-grade spiritual weapon, but now you have nothing to do with me, and you let me go. It's a joke. If you want the power of the stars, you can, take it." Something to exchange, or you can try to kill me by exploding this magic robe." Fang Yan was not as polite as before, and shouted loudly.

Now it's just a stalemate to no avail. If you really want to fight for your life, Dialect does have a way. At least you can take out the spiritual armor that is also a high-grade spiritual weapon and explode it. It is impossible to destroy the Hu Taoist's robe, but let Hu Daoren was affected, so it is absolutely possible to reveal a little gap to escape.

"You?" Daoist Hu was a little angry, but he couldn't say anything to refute. After all, the cultivation world must rely on strength to speak. Although the words in dialect are a bit harsh, they are telling the truth. After a long pause, Daoist Hu spoke again : "What do you want?"

"Hu Daoist, if you want to talk about business, you have to look like you're talking about business. This doesn't seem to be the way to talk about business. I don't want to be distracted and be sucked into these ghost vortexes. I'm afraid there will be no bones left."

The voice of the dialect drifted out, but the angry Hu Daoist blew his beard and stared. Now that he has the upper hand, he needs to obey the dialect's teachings everywhere, which makes Hu Daoist very upset.

As everyone knows, Fang Yan grew up in a pawn shop. He was very proficient in buying and selling, but he just didn't care about it in the past. A small number of them were bought from the comprehension bazaar, but because dialects generally do not lack spirit stones, it is almost useless to hide the talents in dialects.

But now it is different. Dialect really wants to get the method of refining the power of stars in the hands of Daoist Hu, but Daoist Hu revealed his trump card early on. His desire for the power of stars is more than dialect's desire for that method, so Under the circumstances, it is inevitable for Hu Daoist to be slaughtered. The dialect doesn't know that the lion opens its mouth wide and lets its own mind open its mouth. When it comes to the power of stars, the dialect can absorb a lot in a few hours.

"Okay, as long as you agree to trade the power of the stars, I will stop mobilizing the formation, how about it." Obviously, the dialect's words hit Daoist Hu's seven inches, making him say this sentence, although it is not to admit defeat, but Anyone can hear the meaning of bowing their heads.

"Hu Taoist, buying and selling is always about your love and my willingness. As long as you have something that I like, there is nothing that cannot be traded." Dialect still did not let go. have the upper hand.

Daoist Hu seemed unwilling to entangle with the dialect any more. He stretched out his hands, and after several magic powers surged, the formation in front of him stopped functioning, and then a magic robe covered with stars was draped over his body, revealing that the number of people trapped in the formation The dialect has been in the sky for a long time, but Daoist Hu seems to have no confidence in the dialect. His spiritual consciousness is tightly locked on the dialect. Looking at his posture, as long as there is a slight change in the dialect, he will use his magic weapon to bombard the dialect again.

Sensing the dialect of Hu Taoist's expression, he was even more determined: "Hu Taoist, tell me, what are you going to give in exchange for my star power?"

"Are you really willing to trade the power of the stars?" Daoist Hu was obviously at a loss when he heard the dialect's words, and even asked in a panic.

"I have already said that as long as you have something I like, the power of the stars can be traded to you, and the spirit stone is fine, I don't need it." Said in a more calm dialect.

(End of this chapter)