Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 824
Luo Feng of Tian Xing Zong Xing, several monks were sitting together discussing cultivation matters, suddenly one of them passed a message that the jade talisman flickered, the owner of the jade talisman took out the jade talisman to check casually, but his expression changed slightly, and a sudden flash appeared on his face Excited look.

The people around were a little strange and asked him, "What's the matter, Brother Lin, what's the matter?"

"Dialect, it's the news from Senior Dialect." The monk who was investigating the jade talisman couldn't restrain his emotions anymore, and shouted.

"dialect?"

"Dialect, you mean the senior dialect?"

The few people around were still a little confused at first, but soon they remembered the origin of the familiar name of dialect, and looked at the Taoist surnamed Lin, the owner of the jade talisman, in disbelief. The days of being famous are not considered long, but he is a distracted monk, and the Lin Taoist in front of him has not even conceived a baby. Like them, all of them are in the late stage of Jindan, and the relationship is very different. able to connect.

"Of course, I said before that when Senior Dialect was in Xingluo Peak, I had the honor to meet him a few times, and I also got some advice from him. You don't believe me, and I lost dozens of spirit stones because of it. Please have a big meal in the market restaurant, and now the senior dialect has sent a message, what do you have to say." Lin Daoren remembered the past, stared at the few people and saw that dozens of top-quality spirit stones, It is indeed not a small expense for a group of Jindan monks.

Hearing Lin Daoren's words, several people around immediately remembered the scene when Lin Daoren mentioned that he still had friendship with this dialect Taoist. At that time, it was the people who showed disbelief and provoked each other with words. He sent a message in the Korean dialect, but it was a pity that the message he sent was like a mud cow, and no response was received.

Disappointed, Lin Daoren was willing to gamble and admit defeat, and finally took out more than a dozen spirit stones to treat a few people to a big meal. It made Lin Daoren, who is not rich, feel distressed for a long time. At that time, although Lin Daoren's expression changed slightly, he never mentioned his friendship with the dialect again, and everyone gradually forgot about it.

After such a long time, it was suddenly mentioned that everyone still didn't believe it, but they saw Lin Daoren let go of his messenger jade talisman and let them investigate. After a little exploration, they detected a message, "Thank you, Junior Brother Lin If there is anything I can help, send me a message, dialect."

Although the person who can call the dialect is not necessarily the distracted dialect in the sect, they are all familiar with Lin Daoren's temper, and they are not people who talk nonsense. In fact, they already believed what Lin Daoren said back then. The fact that Feng stayed for a period of time is now known in the sect. No matter who it is, it is possible to come into contact with this genius senior brother at Xingluo Peak, but even if they believe that Lin Daoren really has some friendship with that dialect senior , Now that the status is very different, and Lin Daoren has not received a reply, the dinner of the year was only possible under the booing.

But who would have thought that in the past few years, Lin Daoren actually received a summons from Senior Dialect, and he was so polite that he actually called a Jindan monk as a junior, and he still called him the same name as he did in the outer sect. The eyes of several people looking at Lin Daoren were quite different, as if they were hungry ghosts looking at tempting food.

Sensing the gazes of the people around him, Lin Daoren's consciousness tightened, he quickly covered his Qiankun bag, and said, "Well? What are you doing, I won this time, and with the last dinner, you guys Everyone should ask me."

"No problem, Senior Brother Lin, no matter which restaurant in the Star Market, Senior Brother Lin can order whatever you want." Hearing Lin Daoren's words, he said in a somewhat scrambling manner, with even more eagerness in his eyes.

"Then I will not be polite." Lin Daoren heard the words of several senior brothers, raised his eyes to distinguish carefully, and after confirming that what they said was true, he slowly let go of his Qiankun bag and said.

"Of course, if Brother Lin is being polite, don't blame me for being anxious with you."

"Haha." It seemed that the suffocation in his heart was suddenly released, and Lin Daoren laughed long and proudly.

"Senior Brother Lin, do you have a chance to introduce Senior Dialect for us?"

"Senior is only polite, it is a great honor to be able to reply. You think I can really speak in front of senior dialect." Seeing the expressions of the people earlier, Lin Daoren knew what they were thinking, and covered his purse It was just a joke. Hearing their words at this moment, he couldn't help but glanced blankly and said.

"No matter what, there is always a chance, right? Let's go, let's go to the Tianxing Market and chat while eating." Lin Daoren couldn't help explaining, the rest of the people immediately surrounded him and left the small courtyard, heading towards the Tianxing Market outside the Zongmen. Going to the city, the chance that a Jindan cultivator can have friendship with a distracted cultivator is a one-in-a-thousandth chance, so we must firmly grasp it.

Naturally, Fang Yan didn't know that a random message he had handed him won a long-late bet with a fellow outsider. At this moment, he was still flipping through his message jade talisman. After retreating, Fang Yan didn't pay much attention to the message jade Talisman, I have accumulated a lot of news, but there is no urgent matter, otherwise the dialect would not have waited until now to find out, most of them are congratulatory news for breaking through distraction.

To Fang Yan's surprise, almost everyone in the sect who had dealings with him and even fellow sects who had some grievances in the past sent a message. There were brothers from the inner sect, seniors from the sect, and of course there were those who had just entered the Tianxing sect. Many people I know in the outer sect, besides the fellow sects of the sect, there are also monks with friendship who are rare in Xuanlan's domain dialect, such as Tiangeji, Chixuzi, Wu Wentian, and the elders of the Dongyuan sect. People respect one foot and I respect one foot. Although I was surprised why so many people were disturbed by my breakthrough in distraction, dialect took the trouble to reply one by one. After all, they also cared about themselves.

Finally, he replied to all the messages, but he didn't care about the polite reply he received again. Fang Yan stood up, stepped out of the secret space that had been closed for a long time, and headed towards the alchemy hall of the deacon's hall.

While he was in seclusion, Wu Wentian came to the sect and sent back the two Primordial Stones that he had left for him at the beginning. In addition, he got a lot of money, two more pieces of Thousand Machine Tree, the same is The spiritual things that contain the supreme aura are only compared with the Primordial Stone, but the supreme aura contained in it is a bit mixed, mixed with some wood-type aura, and the quality is a little worse, but the dialect doesn't care, anyway, it's for nothing .

Fang Yan, who walked unhurriedly towards the Hall of Deacons, was still thinking about the things he mentioned to Wu Wentian back then. When he heard Wu Wentian invite himself to explore a secret realm in the realm of comprehension that day, Fang Yan's heart sank. I can't restrain my homesickness, and it has been more than a hundred years since I came out in the blink of an eye. Now I have recognized the Tianxing Sect, but I have always been unable to let go of the dialect for the cultivation world, and for the embedded blue star. The thought of mortal death came all the way to Xuanlan's domain. Now that the devil has been obliterated, and he has stepped into distraction, it is really time to go back and have a look.

It’s just that the Scarlet Passage has been opened for some years, and I still need to deal with a lot of things in Xuanlan’s Domain. Needless to say, improving my strength, what makes Dialect care about is that I promised Brother Wu Chanming to help the Wuzhi Clan get back the Heaven’s Land. For the most obvious things, the benefits are all collected. Dialect has never liked to owe favors. Originally, it was said that it took hundreds of years of hard work. It was because the strength was insufficient at the beginning, and it was estimated that it was not enough. Dialect himself and Wu Chanming did not expect him to go too far so quickly. God's catastrophe, now it's time to try it.

Of course, it is not possible to enter the barren tomb of Wu Zu at any time. Fortunately, with Wu Chanming's guidance, today's dialect does not need to activate the token to sense the fluctuation of the portal like the red bald people did back then. The Vatican Jue Exercise, the sacred art of the witch clan, has been cultivated to the fourth floor. You only need to get close to the barren tomb of the ancestor of the witch, and you can sense the location of the portal. For the research on the barren tomb of the Wu clan, the opening time should be before the opening of the Scarlet Passage.

Before that, I needed to prepare some pills in addition to my cultivation, but the pills I had when I was in the Yuanying cultivation base were not enough for me now.

While thinking in his heart, he stepped into the bustling and noisy hall of deacons as before.

(End of this chapter)