Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 956 A Sword Spirit

The previous spiritual sense could not pass through the portal to find out what was going on. The moment he dodged, the dialect had already activated the Fanjue body training technique. Because of the few people behind him, in order to reduce some troubles, he did not activate the star burial technique. The magic robe is a high-grade spiritual weapon, but it is also ready to be sacrificed at any time.

After dodging into it, there was no violent bombardment as expected, only a few sword qi, although not inferior to the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon, it was too little, and it was hard to deal with the dialect at this moment.

Urging Dou Huang Zhan, within a few breaths, Fang Yan scattered these sharp sword qi, and then looked around, only a barren and dim place in sight, and a bulge could be seen in the distance, which seemed to be a bulge far beyond the In the barren mounds of the mounds outside, the few sword qi that had just been scattered by him seemed to rush back there.

The dialect divine sense that fixed the figure quickly scanned the surroundings, and after confirming that there were no fluctuations around, he immediately looked behind him, and found that it was not because of a mistake in his induction, Wu Dawu Er and the middle-stage monk who was distracted really did not follow him. Entering here, dialect, who was suspicious in his heart, did not immediately investigate the situation of the barren tomb, but released his consciousness towards the portal he stepped in.

After a while, Fang Yan showed a strange expression on his face. The portal behind him had long since disappeared, and there was no trace of portal aura anymore. Fang Yan took out the jade pendant in his hand and urged his mana to sink into it again. The jade pendant glowed brightly again, but After this ray of light left the jade pendant, it didn't go in the direction of the portal he had just crossed as the dialect thought, but a spurt, and went towards the bulge in the distance.

Putting away Yupei's dialect, and carefully inspecting the surroundings again, it was confirmed that there was no trace of the three of them, and the three distracted monks disappeared like this?

"Dialect, don't look at it, this is just a hundred-return formation. The portal just now can only enter but not exit, and the exit is still in another place." Dialect, who was thinking about himself, suddenly heard Hu Taoist's words.

"Hundred rounds of formation?" Fang Yan paused slightly when he heard the words.

"It's the formation like the trial realm of the inner and outer disciples of the Tianxing Sect. Everyone who enters the trial realm will go to a certain place at random. After entering, they will either defeat the monsters or be defeated by the monsters. Show where the exit is, although you haven't entered it before, you should have heard of it." It is rare that Daoist Hu has a higher level of knowledge than dialects in one of the formations, and after explaining it, he still does not forget to show it. A bit of an air of teaching.

Hearing Daoist Hu's words, Dialect couldn't help being a little embarrassed, it's true that Dialect is proficient in formations, but his way of practicing formations is different from others, and he understood the origin of formations from a restriction that day when he was cultivating in Yuanying Rune, for so many years, has relied on the understanding of the origin of the formation to be invincible. If you talk about breaking the formation, the dialect is much better than many people, but the starting point is high, and it is inevitable that you will lose a lot of basic common sense. Common sense, especially the common sense of low-level monks, is not so familiar. Later, Dialect has worked hard to read many jade slips about ordinary formations in Tianxingzong. After all, many of them only exist in theory, such as The hundred-return formation similar to the formation in front of me is neither a defensive formation nor an auxiliary cultivation formation. Only large sects such as the Tianxing Sect will arrange it because of the large number of disciples in the sect, but dialects are not. How did you pay attention.

At the extreme, when ten thousand dharmas return to one's ancestors, even if Dialect closed his eyes and thought about the content of the Hundred-Return Formation that he saw in the jade slips back then, it was not a big skill, but when he opened his eyes, Dialect's eyes were already clear. A mere space formation is not comparable to a teleportation formation. Although there are still many places that need to be actually explored if we want to find out the truth, it is enough for now. At least we know that the three people did not disappear without a trace. Thinking of the two A brother surnamed Wu, Fang Yan couldn't help shaking his head, thinking that they wouldn't be so unlucky to meet that distracted mid-stage cultivator.

The dialect that was thinking about it also showed some admiration, whether it was the killing sword formation outside, or the barren mounds and mounds outside at the moment where there were originally flying swords inserted, not all of them were middle-grade spiritual weapons, even if they were all Inferior spirit weapon, this is by no means a means that ordinary small households can show. Maybe it is a certain mid-stage distraction peak peak distraction late-stage strength monk like those people rumored, or a seven-tribulation and eight-tribulation like the soul Taoist Zhou Chongyang Sanxian, it may not be necessary to retreat here for countless years, at least the current dialect himself is proficient in formations, and if he wants to arrange such a large formation alone, he will not be able to succeed.

Fang Yan speculated and thought in his heart, and Fang Yan, who withdrew his attention, looked at the bulge over there again. Even though there were no monks and no strong fluctuations, Fang Yan did not dare to underestimate this formation.

With no other people around, Fang Yan immediately put up his star burial robe, and amidst the shining stars, Fang Yan dodged towards the only mound.

Until Dialect landed on this mound that was more than a hundred times larger, there was still no movement around. When he got close, Dialect could already confirm that the mound in front of him was only much larger than those outside, and the essence was the same. The strange thing about the dialect is that most of the mounds outside have flying swords pierced on them, but there is no trace of flying swords on the mound in front of you, only a crack about a foot wide, which seems to be a The trace left after the flying sword was pulled out, could someone have been here?
Although the mound in front of me is much bigger, except for the size, it is not much different from the previous ones. I am already familiar with finding out the dialect inside, and the light of the jade pendant has penetrated into it just now proves this point. With doubts in his heart again, the dialect didn't pause any longer, and even after playing out the hand formulas, one after another runes flowed into the mound, and the dialect's spiritual consciousness also penetrated into it along with these runes. After a while, the dialect moved slightly a meal.

Sensing the change in dialect's expression, Daoist Hu asked casually, "Dialect? But what did you find?"

"I don't know yet, but there is some movement under this mound. Let's go down and have a look." He shouted at Daoist Hu, then flashed and sank under the mound.

Hearing the dialect, the tone was not too urgent. Daoist Hu didn't know what was going on below, but he also knew that there should be no serious problems. There was some movement in this place, and Daoist Hu became somewhat interested, so he simply stopped talking , just released the consciousness to scan around.

After a short while, the dialect escaped to the bottom of the mound. Without dialect speaking, Daoist Hu also noticed the movement in front of him. It was caged into a round ball, but within it was an inch-long bright light flashing around. If you look carefully, you can see that it is a sword light, and it is actually beheading the array of symbols pouring into the surroundings. It's just that although this sword light is sharp, its quantity is too small, far less than the formation runes condensed by dialect. Even if dialect ignores it, it will take some time before these runes can be completely killed by it.

"Sword spirit? This is a sword spirit." Not only Hu Taoist, but Zi Ling also appeared. After staring at the slight sword light for a long time, the two shouted one after another.

Although his stature is weak, the spirituality contained in that ray of light is extremely pure. Now that he has reached the Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and his body magic weapon is a top-grade spiritual weapon, the Star Burial Robe, he has always regarded himself very highly. He also had to sigh secretly, only in terms of quality, the weak sword spirit in front of him was much higher than himself.

Beside Fang Yan are the two artifact spirits, Daoren Hu and Ziling, who are naturally familiar with artifact spirits. He also sensed the identity of the faint sword light in front of him, but at the moment it is only a natural spirit. The body has no wisdom at all, and it is only acting on instinct at the moment.

Seeing that the sword light was still flickering, Fang Yan didn't activate the exercises immediately, but turned his eyes to the surroundings with his spiritual consciousness, and looked around, but there was no flying sword, but he didn't know where the magic weapon of the sword spirit itself was. place.

Soon, Fang Yan's face showed a bit of strangeness, and a trace of imperceptible power around him was slowly flowing towards the sword glow surrounded by his own rune, towards the source of these weak forces. Stretching out, Fang Yan found a series of faint connections leading to unknown places, which was similar to what he found under those small mounds before.

Yep?Are these connections actually supporting such a spiritual body?Aware of the movement, the dialect couldn't help but pause.

(End of this chapter)