Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 997
Where does the monk surnamed Feng have the courage to refuse? Don't say that the dialect refers to the Xuanlan Domain, even the fierce place under the Nine Nethers. It wasn't very clear, so he said immediately: "Fang Daoyou said it clearly."

"Haha, fellow Daoist Feng doesn't need to do this. I just need fellow Daoist to help me take care of my juniors for ten thousand years after arriving in Xuanlan's domain. After ten thousand years, fellow Daoist will either go or stay to listen to you." Fang Yan said loudly.

Tens of thousands of years, in the mortal world, the country has changed for many generations, but it is nothing compared to the tens of thousands of years of monks who are above distracted. For a monk surnamed Feng, it’s just another place to practice. The Xuanlan Domain is a sacred place for cultivation. Although it is impossible to be a blessed place everywhere, it will not be so bad. Compared with the current situation of the monk surnamed Feng at the moment, I agree. Naturally, it was the best result, but when he heard the words in the dialect, the monk surnamed Feng paused slightly. Looking up and down the dialect, he seemed a little puzzled, no wonder he behaved like this, it was because the conditions were a bit out of his reach. What I expected, if the monk surnamed Feng was intact, maybe it would be fine, but it is obviously not the case now.

"Fang Daoyou, you mean to let me go to the Xuanlan domain? Take care of the sect's juniors there?" Seeing the calm expression on Fang Yan's face without the slightest joking look, the monk surnamed Feng finally asked aloud.

Although he didn't ask in detail, Fang Yan could guess the scruples of the monk surnamed Feng at the moment. People treat others as fish and meat. If they get along in different places, Fang Yan may have more doubts, but Fang Yan really has no other intentions.

"That's right, you don't need to have any other worries, and you don't need to do everything, just treat it as an offering from the sect." Hearing some unsure questions from the monk named Feng, Fang Yan said in a deep voice.

Although it was a coincidence that I met a monk named Feng, I have been thinking about dialect for a long time. Ever since I wanted to lead Shi Fengyue Linglong and Ji Yaoguang to the Xuanlan Domain, Fang Yan began to think about how to arrange them. As the core disciples, it is not a bad idea to let them all enter the Tianxing Sect, but the dialect is clear, not everyone has the qualifications to enter the Tianxing Sect. .

After seeing the strength and means of the ancestors, Fang Yan knows that he still has great shortcomings and needs to practice more. Even if everyone is placed in the Xuanlan Domain, Fang Yan himself will not have so much energy to constantly According to Fu, now that I have the means to refine the puppets of distracted mind cultivation, and I also have the body of a distracted minded monk, I can refine two distracted minded puppets, but puppets are dead things after all, and they are more helpful to everyone than living monks. Maybe it's because this puppet has attracted unnecessary prying eyes. That's why he planned to invite the monk Feng surnamed in dialect. If there is a distracted monk sitting in the town, he will be a distracted monk in the cultivation world. When Shi Feng and the others The strength of the Zihua sect that has been tampered with will also be stronger than most sects such as those in the mountains of Wuhai.

As for ten thousand years later, whether the monk surnamed Feng will give birth to feelings and simply stay, and the dialect will be ignored. If everyone can reach ten thousand years later, they will naturally have the power to protect themselves. A monk surnamed Feng was even more puzzled, a thousand years would be enough.

After getting an affirmative answer from the dialect, the monk surnamed Feng didn't hesitate to think about it any more, and immediately responded: "Okay, Feng Ling swears by the demon here, as long as Fellow Daoist Fang can help me recover my body, Feng Ling will protect the disciples of Fellow Daoist Fang for thousands of years. If you violate this oath, Feng will be devoured by the demons in his heart, and he will not be able to escape through life and death."

Following a wave of fluctuations emerged from the top of the head of the Yuanshen Yuanying of the monk named Feng, a faint seal formed on the top of his head, and then dissipated into the void with a snap, and the vow was fulfilled, the Fengling named Fengling The monk was also very decisive, and before the dialect could be heard, he swore directly with his demons, but although the oath sounded scary, Feng Ling played a trick, which was to use the dialect to help him recover his body.

Hearing the sound of the monk surnamed Feng swearing, Fang Yan secretly laughed in his heart, and didn't say anything to remind him. He just quietly watched Taoist Feng Ling make the oath, and didn't laugh until he saw the oath rune spread out: "Fellow Daoist Feng Ling, I speak in dialect."

dialect?Taoist Feng Ling also mentioned his name when he heard the dialect, but the name of dialect is really not very famous. Taoist Feng Ling has no intention of thinking about the origin of the dialect at this moment, so he just cupped his hands and said: "It turns out that you are a friend of dialect. Fellow Daoist Fang, now that Fengmou has made an oath with the heart demon, I don’t know when you can do what you promised. Fengmou can’t last long with the body of Nascent Soul. If the physical body is not suitable, it may take a long time before he can take care of Fellow Daoist Junior."

"Haha, fellow Taoist Feng, wait a moment." As he spoke, his dialect consciousness moved slightly, and a body suddenly appeared in front of him.

Looking at this body, Taoist Feng Ling's expression changed drastically: "This?"

At that time, Daoist Fengling's Nascent Soul body was won by Fang Yan from Qiu Lanzi as a gambling lottery, and he was put away by Fang Yan, but he didn't know that Fang Yan and Qiu Lanzi had a second gambling fight later, and of course it was even more important. He didn't know the dialect and even killed Qiu Lanzi, but his own body fell into the hands of the dialect like Yuanshen Yuanying.

Seeing his own body in front of his eyes, Daoist Feng Ling was overjoyed after exclaiming, and he didn't care to say anything more to the dialect. He is a distracted cultivator, who has lost his physical body and is left with only the Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul. He is also like a beautiful woman with no clothes on. Someone spying on the body of the Nascent Soul would be in danger of life.

"Feng Daoist, wait for a moment." Seeing Taoist Feng Ling's movements, Fang Yan shouted immediately, but how can Taoist Feng Ling move faster, Fang Yan watched Taoist Feng Ling's Nascent Soul body submerged into his own body Among them, he couldn't help shaking his head.

Without a moment's effort, Taoist Fengling shouted angrily, "Qiu Lanzi."

The hatred in the voice was full, but there was a bit of panic and panic in the hatred. With this voice, Taoist Fengling's Nascent Soul body jumped out of the flesh again.

The Taoist Feng Ling who came out did not pause at all. Even when he squeezed the formula with both hands, he hit out one after another kung fu, and the wave after wave went towards his own body, but when the kung fu he activated touched his body, he didn't know what to do. A restraining power suddenly emerged from his body, dissipating most of his power.

After half a sound, the restraining force might have weakened a little, but Taoist Feng Ling was already showing fatigue. Looking at the restraints in his body, Taoist Feng Ling shouted loudly, and was about to use more violent means to sharpen his body. Killing, but heard a voice from the side of the dialect: "Feng Daoyou, if the origin of the Nascent Soul is damaged, it will not be able to replenish it in a short while, or Fang X."

"This? Okay, Feng Ling thanked Fang Daoist." After a slight pause, Taoist Feng Ling put aside his exercises, stepped back a few steps and landed on Fang Yan's side. Right now, he only has the body of Yuanshen Yuanying If you want to work hard, the only thing you can do is to deplete your life energy, which is the source of your life. It is not as easy to replenish as mana. A little bit of original power is lost, and it may take a little time to recover in the future. Daoist Feng Ling, who is clear and bright, immediately agreed.

If it were someone else, Feng Ling would never let his body be used by others like this, but Dialect is different. If Fang Yan is interested in this body, he doesn't need to show it at all. In the current situation, let alone Taoist Feng Ling himself The distracted body is the body of a Nascent Soul cultivator or even a Jindan cultivator found by the dialect. Taoist Fengling can't say anything. In fact, he originally thought so, at most he just wanted the dialect to help him find it. Some elixir of spirits assist in the fusion of Duoshe, but unexpectedly what Fang Yan waved out was his lost body, anyone could covet it, but Fang Yan was the only one who would not be tempted.

Seeing Taoist Feng Ling's actions, he didn't speak much in dialect, but he didn't make a move immediately, but his spiritual consciousness moved slightly, and he entered a jade slip to scan.

(End of this chapter)