Mortal: I can enter the spirit world at the beginning

Chapter 176 Gilded Gourd and Falling Star Island
This treasure is called "gilt gourd"!
It can only trap monks below the Nascent Soul stage. The lower the cultivation level, the higher the success rate.

Therefore, in order to increase the chance of success as much as possible, Yang Qian used the suppression power of the "Putuo Guizhen Demon Suppressing Array" to suppress the Xuan Gu Demon in one fell swoop within the "Gilded Gourd".

After shaking the gilt gourd, which was as light as a feather, Yang Gan nodded in satisfaction.

"When I advance greatly in my cultivation in the future, I will take advantage of you, old ghost, and dig out all the secrets in your body." Yang Gan stroked the brilliant gilded gourd, sneered, and put it away. Within the storage ring.

The current him doesn't have the ability to search for the soul of this old ghost. After all, although the cultivation base of the mysterious bone old devil has declined, the foundation of the original Nascent Soul stage is still there. At least Yang Gan has to advance to the Nascent Soul stage before he can consider Perform a soul search method on this thousand-year-old ghost.

Glancing at the "Putuo Guizhen Conquering Demon Formation" that still exudes immeasurable Buddha's light, Yang Gan smiled, and with a flick of his sleeve, 49 formation flags were rolled up into the sky.

Ding Ding Ding!
Ding Ding Ding!
There was a continuous sound of metal collisions, clashing in mid-air, and 49 formation flags lined up in sequence, one after another flying into the storage ring on Yang Gan's finger.

Nodding in satisfaction, Yang Gan's eyes turned slightly, and after glancing around again, it turned into a purple startled rainbow without stopping at all, and fled through the air, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

All that was left on the deserted island was a mess.

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A month later, Yang Gan approached an island called "Luo Xing Island".

"First confirm the materials needed to refine the magic weapon, and then find a suitable place to refine the magic weapon after dealing with the magic weapons and magic weapons of the monks of the six sects of magic." A small black dot appeared, it was Luoxing Island.

From a distance, the island is not small, and there is a large mountain range with uneven heights.

According to the information obtained by Yang Gan, the concentration of aura on this "Luoxing Island" is average, and there are almost no senior monks. Naturally, the low-ranking monks are not in his eyes.

Yang Gan came here to deal with a batch of magic tools, magic weapons, materials obtained in Tiannan, as well as finished talismans and array flags. Of course, there is no need to keep some things that are not needed, after all, he is about to refine himself. The talisman of life.

Especially for those magic weapons that have been sacrificed for the second time, except for the auxiliary type, Yang Gan is going to deal with other ordinary magic weapons such as knives, swords, and spears, and replace them with spirit stones. By the way, he will add the refining formation method , Fulu materials.

This "Falling Star Island" is a place where human monks are concentrated in this sea area, and it is still quite far away from Tianxing City. It is just right to process a batch of materials, and then change another place to process a batch of materials. In this way, after arriving in Tianxing City, There is no need to sell cultivation resources eye-catchingly.

Otherwise, attracting the attention of the Star Palace would be more than worth the gain.

After flying for a little while, Luoxing Island, which was still in the sky just now, is finally about to arrive.

Slightly glanced at the densely packed figures on the island, Yang Gan stepped down again, and flew towards a rather crowded building complex. As he expected, there must be the Fangshi of Luoxing Island.

Amidst the buzzing sound, the purple startled rainbow transformed by Yang Gan circled rapidly, and soon found the entrance of Fangshi, which was impressively located in an attic on the mountainside.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Qian's body swayed and the light dispersed, landing next to a towering tree that was several feet thick.

Without even looking at the giant tree beside him, Yang Gan continued to walk forward with an expressionless face, his cultivation in the middle stage of pill formation clearly revealed.

This action also shocked the many Qi refining and foundation-building monks who were conducting transactions around them. They all caused a commotion and were very wary of the sudden arrival of an expert at the Dan Formation stage.

After all, there are only a handful of core-forming monks on Luoxing Island. Except for the island owner who has been retreating all year round, there are usually no more than three core-forming monks on the entire island. Now a strange high-ranking monk suddenly came. It is normal for most people to be vigilant for a high-level monk.

Ignoring everyone's concerns and attention, Yang Gan came to the door of a large auction house named "Wen Longhang" in two steps. The gatekeeper was an old man in yellow in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Facing Yang Qian, an expert in the middle stage of pill formation, the old man in yellow didn't dare to neglect him at all. After secretly glancing at Yang Qian's face, the old man in yellow dwarfed his figure by three points, hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and said deeply He asked politely:

"Junior Wenlong Xingtongxuan, pay my respects to senior! I wonder what needs senior has for coming this time? There is still half a year before the auction conference starts. Although there are still some treasures in my auction house, I am afraid they will not be able to enter. He has caught the eye of the seniors."

Although the old man in yellow clothes said with a respectful expression, a trace of uneasiness flashed across the eyes of the withered old face. I wonder what the purpose of this monk in the alchemy stage suddenly appeared on the island. If the other party is a If you are not satisfied, you may risk your life.

This is not Tianxing City. Even if high-level monks kill low-level monks, it is not a big deal. Even if it is not seen everywhere, it is not a big deal. The guards of the Star Palace will not come here to enforce the law or patrol.

"I have a batch of instruments and materials that need to be processed. Is the person in charge of Wen Longxing here?" Yang Gan glanced at the old man in yellow, causing the latter to shiver.

"Elder Yuwen of our bank went out more than a month ago and has not returned yet," the old man in yellow said hesitantly. When he saw the slight frown on Yang Gan's face, he was frightened and hurriedly explained, "But if it is just to deal with magic weapons, , materials, the business deacons in our bank also have the authority to handle them."

Seeing the frightened look of the old man in yellow, Yang Gan narrowed his eyes slightly and did not say anything immediately. Instead, he looked around and snorted expressionlessly.

All around, many low-level monks who were watching secretly felt a chill on their backs, and a majestic power of divine consciousness pressed over them. They quickly looked away, but they were also sweating profusely and their heartbeats accelerated.

Seeing Yang Qian's gloomy and silent expression, the old man in yellow became even more nervous. He hesitated for a moment, and when he was about to say something, Yang Qian spoke leisurely.

"Could it be that you are going to discuss with me here?"

Yang Qian's eyes fell on the old man in yellow again, and he said calmly.

After hearing Yang Qian's question, the old man in yellow's face relaxed instantly, and he hurriedly replied with respect: "Senior, please come to the bank and talk about it."

(End of this chapter)