Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 819 Unqualified
On the edge of the ancient battlefield, a ray of light flashed from the gate of the city of the Emperor of War at the foot of the Merian Mountains, and a figure fell down.

"The breath of distraction is senior distraction."

"Hurry up and give way, these seniors have a lot of weird tempers, it's better not to provoke them."

As soon as the dialect fell, he heard the buzzing voices from around, shook his head involuntarily, restrained his distraction, and then walked towards the entrance of the city gate.

Among the jade slips given to Dialect by Taoist Sword Star before, all that needed to be bought were spirit grasses of high grade. I thought he wanted to go back and ask Taoist Mu Qing to refine some healing pills. Dialect himself was proficient in alchemy among monks of the same rank Yes, I can also tell that the pills refined from these spirit grasses will not be below the sixth rank, or even above the seventh rank. In addition to the effectiveness of these spirit herbs, the dialect affirms the sword star Taoist injury.

Therefore, after separating from Daoist Long Xian, the dialect did not stop for a moment along the way. The same magic weapon, the dialect that has been distracted now, is much faster than when it entered, and the dialect passed through in less than one-fifth of the time. After leaving the ancient battlefield, I came to the city of the Emperor of War.

Soon, Fang Yan entered the City of Zhandi, and came to the auction house. Looking at the five-story auction house in front of him, Fang Yan felt a little emotional. The last time he came here, he was still a Nascent Soul. Relying on the red bald Du Tianye and the others, thinking of the red bald Du Tianye Luoyue and the others, the dialect face showed a bit of coldness. Back then, these people did not care about kindness, but planned to surround and kill him. , and met Wu Chanming, a distracted monk of the Wu clan, who couldn't tell what the result would be, but when I see you next time, I have to settle the score.

After a slight pause in front of the auction house, Fang Yan stepped into it. Now that Fang Yan is already distracted, he is qualified to go up to the third floor, but Fang Yan has not yet applied for a token. It wasn't the time to waste time to apply for some kind of token. When he reached the entrance of the stairs, Dialect Dang took out the token of Taoist Sword Star and handed it to the deacon monk.

After a while, Fang Yan once again entered the third floor of the Zhandi Auction, and looked around slightly. There was nothing unusual, so he headed towards the direction where the elixir and spirit grass were placed. Before he got close, he suddenly heard There were a few voices of talking, but it was two Nascent Soul cultivators who came here with some distracted cultivator who were talking. Originally, their low-pitched communication should not attract the attention of the dialect, but because they mentioned a The name of the sect moved the dialect.

"Brother Lu, do you mean that we will go with the Qiushuizong to overcome the catastrophe of distraction? With our strength, even if we can't penetrate too much, it is still enough to overcome the catastrophe at the periphery of Luo Leiyuan. The places where the catastrophe is crossed are much better, why go to the Qiushui sect in the mountains of the Wuhai Mountains."

"Junior brother, you don't know something. What you said was in the past. Today's Thunder Abyss is no longer what it used to be. Although the thunder is still everywhere, there are even fewer monsters in it, and there is no crossing the catastrophe." lost its original effectiveness."

"En? Where did the senior brother hear the news? Why haven't I heard of it?"

"Junior brother, you have only been out of the seclusion for a few days. I have been here for several years, and I have seen the situation of several fellow Taoists after they crossed the catastrophe. Now the catastrophe in the Thunder Abyss is not as strong as the rumors in the past. Although it is better than other places in the Xuanlan Domain to improve your strength, it is also limited. Instead of this, it is better to be less dangerous. Going to the Qiushuizong Crossing Tribulation Platform seems to be no more effective than Luo Leiyuan Peripherals are poor."

What the two of them said again, Fang Yan didn't care about it, just these few words, Fang Yan's mind flashed some guesses, when Taoist Long Xian heard similar words before, he just thought that some ancestor-like figure moved his hands and feet, I have seen that sword light and so many dialects of the origin of thunder, but I immediately thought of the monk who made the sword star Taoist explode his magic weapon, and Qiushuizong.

Thinking of the sword light he saw earlier and the source of thunder in it, Fang Yan vaguely thought of something, but when he wanted to catch it, he found that he had no clue. After thinking for a while, he shook his head and ignored it. It should also be something that the ancestors of the sect paid attention to. Now I still need to consolidate my cultivation, and improving my strength is the right way.

Soon, Fang Yan purchased many spiritual herbs listed in the catalog by Taoist Jian Xing, and then he also bought some spiritual medicines, and he was about to leave, but before he reached the exit, there was a commotion around him, The monks all looked towards the entrance.

The dialect couldn't help being surprised, the monks who can enter here are Nascent Soul cultivators, and they all have some backgrounds. The monks who have seen the world make such a sound, as if they have seen some extraordinary existence, and the loud noise just now There was still movement of the distracted monk, which made the dialect even more puzzled.

As everyone's eyes swept away, Fang Yan saw several monks walking in through the door, seeing the monk in front and the person behind him, Fang Yan's expression changed slightly, and then he restrained his breath and hid himself side.

Taoist Hongfeng of the Qiushui Sect led several of his descendants into the auction house of the City of Emperors of War. Today's Qiushuizong is no longer the small sect of Qiushuizong in the past, and Taoist Hongfeng is no longer the same as before. Daoist Hongfeng trembling, the Taoist Hongfeng who came in was full of vigor and high spirits, from time to time he exchanged hands with the few distracted monks around him.

Ever since the great formation was arranged and the unfathomable Daoist Yong seized Qiuyi, the strength and status of Qiushuizong has been rising steadily. In addition, because of the tribulation platform, many people now feel that Qiushui Zong is not much worse than Tianxing Zong, Baiyuan Zong, a sect that has been passed down for generations.

"That person is Senior Qiushuizong Hongfeng?"

"It should be. I have never met senior Hongfeng, but the only ones who can make Lan Lingzi so respectful are the two distracted seniors of Qiushuizong. I think this is his master Taoist Hongfeng."

"I heard that the two seniors of Qiushuizong are one step away from the late stage of distraction. I'm afraid it won't be long before there will be two more ancestors in Xuanlan's domain."

"Who said no."

Discussion voices were mixed in the surrounding noise, I don't know if Taoist Hongfeng heard these words, but after coming in, Taoist Hongfeng's face was always full of satisfaction.

Suddenly, Lan Lingzi behind Taoist Hongfeng saw a figure in the crowd, took a step forward, and whispered a few times to his master.

Just noticed that Lan Lingzi glanced at him, and then reported to Taoist Hongfeng, Fang Yan knew that his plan to restrain his breath and leave in a low-key manner might not work. The gaze that swept by him was divine.

"Fellow Daoist in dialect, are you safe?" Lan Lingzi's voice came instantly, but with this tone, anyone could tell that it wasn't the tone of friends meeting each other.

If you can't avoid it, don't avoid it. Dialect also cupped his hands and said: "Thank you, Fellow Daoist Lan, for your concern. I still have some things to do, so I won't disturb Fellow Daoist."

"Fellow daoist in dialect is just joking. You and I reunited after a long time. Why are you so eager? I don't know which senior brought you here. If it's convenient for you, can you introduce me? I've wanted to make friends with you in the morning. Senior teacher." Hearing the dialect's words, Lan Lingzi laughed dryly, and then asked the dialect again.

When Fang Yan heard Lan Lingzi's seemingly polite but actually somewhat rude words, he sneered in his heart, and immediately shook his head and said, "There is no such friendship between us. If there is nothing else, I will leave."

Hearing the unceremonious words in the dialect, Lan Lingzi paused. Ever since the Zongmen erected the Crossing Tribulation Platform and arranged a powerful defensive formation, no one seemed to have dared to speak to him like this, but no one Thinking that the dialect would be the first one, Lan Lingzi, who had been punished by his master for the back door of the formation left by the dialect, couldn't hold back the anger in his heart, so he sneered coldly: "Presumptuous."

Dialect also turned cold, "You are the one who is presumptuous, do you still want to play wild here? You have to see clearly, this is not your Qiushui sect."

"Hmph." Just as the dialect voice fell, another cold snort sounded, and it was Taoist Hongfeng.

Without waiting for Taoist Hongfeng to speak, the dialect was cut off unceremoniously: "Taoist Hongfeng, I'm afraid you are not qualified to break the rules here, are you?"

(End of this chapter)