Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 82

Fang Yan stretched out his hand to take out the soul bone in a blink of an eye, and soon, the only remaining ghost appeared in front of Fang Yan. At this moment, it was already loyal to Fang Yan and had no resistance at all.

Fang Yan waved his hand to take a piece of energy body from the ghost, and slapped it into his sea of ​​consciousness along the Baihui acupoint. With the supply of this energy body, Fang Yan's spirit immediately recovered a lot.

"34, 35."

Fang Yan performed two more hand formulas, and the last one was the most difficult one. Fang Yan took another piece of energy body from the ghost and swallowed it. Hand formula, too late to check the results of the sacrificial training, dialect just remembered to put the ghost into the soul bone, threw two pills of nourishing spirits into his mouth, and closed his eyes to cultivate.

It took seven days for the dialect to train the puppet with the first set of hand formulas, and it was repeated hundreds of times. The number of the second set of hand formulas was only four times that of the first set. Consciousness is exhausted, and the soul is completely asleep. Only the body of the dialect is still relying on instinct to breathe in and out. Chichan and Queen Bee seem to understand that the dialect is very dangerous at this moment, so they no longer play around, and obediently guard the two sides of the dialect. On the side, even Ji Feng can't get close to half a point.

This time, the recovery of the dialect god took longer than last time. After all, his spirit is stronger. The stronger the person is, the harder it is to recover after being injured. Fortunately, the dialect is only exhausted and has not yet caused damage. Because there will be no problems, maybe there will be some benefits, but this method is not used by many people, it is too dangerous, and if you are not careful, it will leave irreparable damage to the soul.

It took three full days for Fang Yan to wake up from his meditation. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the red cicada and the queen bee on both sides of him, and the other four bees were guarding further away.

Patting the heads of Chichan and Queen Bee, dialect said: "Brother Ji, come in."

With the dialect's order, several spiritual pets no longer blocked Ji Feng's entry.

"Brother, did you destroy that piece of jade? What did you learn from it?"

Dialect looked puzzled towards the place where the original jade bi was, and there was nothing there, as if nothing had appeared there at all.

Fang Yan didn't care about answering Ji Feng's words, and quickly looked into his own Qiankun bags, huh?As for the jug, the jug that was supposed to be in the Qiankun bag disappeared.

Fang Yan took a deep breath and took a closer look. The flagon didn't disappear, but was somewhere in his body, and the piece of jade was inside the flagon. Could it be that he took the jade into it at that time? up?
Even Ji Feng, Dialect didn't take out the flagon face to face. He still has no way of confirming the grade of the flagon, but the magic weapon that can enter the body is at least above the level of high-grade treasure, not Dialect. I can't trust Ji Feng, but I'm afraid that Ji Feng will accidentally say something wrong, and my current strength can't protect such a high-level magic weapon. Naturally, the less people know about it, the better.

After this sacrificial training, not only did the flagon jug be practiced in my body, but also its function as a Qiankun bag for storing things was greatly enhanced. It should be called the Qiankun jug. With such a large storage space, I don’t need to use the Qiankun bag anymore, and I don’t have to worry about safety issues. Even if I am defeated by others, I don’t have to worry about being snatched away, unless I am killed. If you fall out, if you are dead, then it is useless to ask for these things.

As soon as Fang Yan stretched out his hand, he took out the Qiankun pot, that is, the huge jade in the jug, and stood in front of him.

"Brother, I accidentally put this piece of jade into the Qiankun bag, but I still can't comprehend the magic formula inside. I don't know anything about restraints, and I'm worried about damaging the jade, so I haven't had time to study it properly." I have long been accustomed to the dialect Unexpectedly, even with a large Qiankun bag that can hold such a large jade, Ji Feng didn't think it was strange. How many monks above the middle level of foundation building could be killed with the Qi refining stage cultivation base? The tenth level of qi forced the Xudan cultivator to blow up his Xudan. Ji Feng has practiced for many years, don't say he has seen it, even if he has heard of it, he has only heard of dialect.

"Brother Fang, since you can put it away, put it away. I was worried that you would not be able to break the restriction for a while, so you can think about it slowly. Let's go and see the pile of medicine dregs. My elephant The snout is unwilling to leave. Could it be that there is something there, but the pile of medicine dregs is too big. I have searched for it for several days, but I really can’t find anything. Brother, go and see if there is anything. Method."

Seeing that Ji Feng didn't ask questions, Dialect felt a little embarrassed. After putting the jade bi in the Qiankun Pot, he followed Ji Feng to the side hall that he had entered that day. It's looking for something.

Even if there is something good in such a mixed aura, only the elephant-nosed dolphin can distinguish it.

"Brother Ji, what do elephant-nosed dolphins usually smell to get so excited?"

"Spiritual grass, what the elephant-nosed dolphin smells is high-level spiritual grass. It must be the fifth-level and above spiritual grass to make it like this, but how can there be spiritual grass growing in this mountain-like medicine dregs? Really Weird."

Ji Feng, who has always been well-informed, couldn't figure it out, and didn't say anything in dialect, he just said: "Brother, a fifth-order spiritual grass, one plant is a small hundred thousand spiritual stones, even if it takes another month worth it."

Recently, the dialect Ji Feng is no longer the same as before. Even Ji Feng has several treasures in his hands, including middle-grade and above, and the value is no less than hundreds of thousands of spirit stones. The two are still very attractive. Both of them have seen the scene of auctioning the spirit weapon at the auction house that day. Tens of millions of spirit stones were spent like that. What is this little thing on your body?

Not only the dialect, but several of his spiritual pets also joined the ranks of the treasure hunt. Only the Chichan, although of high rank, is not as experienced as the Queen Bee. Dialect ordered it to stop and follow behind him, not allowing it to go over the slag mountain again.

More than ten days have passed, and the two of them turned the whole slag mountain by one-third, but they still haven't found what the elephant-nosed dolphin is looking for. In more than ten days, they found more than a dozen spiritual grasses. Although they were not as precious as those in the spiritual fields outside, they were worth a lot of spiritual stones. With the encouragement of these spiritual grasses, the two of them were very motivated.

"Brother, could it be this plant?"

On this day, before Fangyan opened up the pair of medicinal residues in front of him, the elephant-nosed dolphin followed Fang Yan stubbornly. Seeing this situation, Fang Yan knew that what the elephant-nosed dolphin was looking for seemed like Right in front of my eyes, I carefully turned over the pile of medicinal residues in front of me, revealing a maroon-purple seedling, only one inch in size, emitting a faint light.

Dialect didn't know what kind of spiritual herb it was. Seeing that the elephant-nosed dolphin seemed to want to jump towards it, he quickly stopped it, and called Ji Feng to come and identify it.

Ji Feng also found that his spiritual pet was not with him, but ran to Fang Yan, and when he heard Fang Yan's voice, he quickly walked a few steps over.

"This is?" Ji Feng calmed down the elephant-nosed dolphin first, and then carefully looked at the soy-purple seedling in front of him. There was no aura fluctuations on it at all, just like an ordinary grass, but it could make the elephant No one will think that it is an ordinary grass that even the nose porpoise is tempted by.

"Brother, brother, I have poor eyesight, and I didn't recognize what kind of spiritual herb this is. You should collect it first, and we will look for it later when we go out."

"Brother, this is something found by the elephant-nosed dolphin. You should put it away. This mountain of slag has been turned in half. We might as well dig it up again. Maybe there is something good in it."

After getting along for so long, Ji Feng already knows the character of dialect. As long as dialect speaks, it must be what he thinks in his heart. Such a precious puppet was given to himself without saying a word, and this spiritual grass does not need to be said. Now carefully put this young seedling into the jade box, and continue to dig up the mountain of medicine dregs.

In the blink of an eye, it was another half a month, and after harvesting more than a dozen spiritual grasses, the two were lucky enough to find another maroon-purple seedling, which was the same size as the previous one, and it was also one inch in size. At first, the dialect couldn't evade it, so he put it in his flagon.

"Brother, let's go back to Yun Town first. I'm a little worried about Scar and the others, so I might as well bring them here to practice together. What do you think?"

"That's good, anyway, this cave is full of aura, and those boys are hardworking. If they can practice here for a few years, they may be able to succeed in building a foundation."

(End of this chapter)