Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 1022 Sword Star Reminder
When the dialect came out, the battle over there had long since ended. A few early-stage monks who were distracted were gathering the spoils after killing the disciple of the Blood Emperor, and handing them over to a few middle-stage monks who were avatars of Luezhen to divide up. .

Seeing such a situation, Fang Yan shook his head again. These people may be a little bit afraid of the power of the blood emperor, and worried that there will be another existence like the blood emperor. It is more likely that they just took advantage of the killing of the blood emperor's lineage in the past few years The remains of the gangsters, who may be the last descendant of the blood emperor left in Xuanlan's domain, survived the thunder tribulation in the cultivation world, and he was attacked by many distracted monks before he could figure out the situation. Killing Luoluo, depending on the situation, under the attention of several mid-stage cultivators who were distracted, this heir of the blood emperor had no chance even if he wanted to fight for his life to pull two backs.

Dialect didn't pay attention to these things anymore, even if he urged his figure to leave the market outside the seal formation, he didn't delay any more, a few flashes away from the range of consciousness of those mid-stage monks who were distracted, and then urged After moving the wings of thunder escape, after a few flashes of thunder, Fang Yan had landed at the gate of the nearest monk city with a teleportation array, and after a while, Fang Yan stood outside the teleportation array in the Tianxing Sect.

The sudden dialect did not attract the slightest attention of many disciples of the Tianxing Sect, and no one knew that he had just returned from the cultivation world.

When Fangyan passed by the alchemy hall, suddenly a voice of divine sense communication sounded in his sea of ​​consciousness: "Fangyan? You can count yourself back. Where have you gone all these years, and you can't be contacted anywhere."

It was the voice of Taoist Meng Ming. Following the message of divine consciousness, Taoist Meng Ming had jumped out of the alchemy hall and flew towards the dialect.

As soon as he landed in front of Fang Yan, Taoist Meng Ming yelled, "Fang Yan, where have you been all these years? You should stay in the sect for a while this time. You should be able to take those pills that you took earlier. Let’s refine it, as well as the hundred-turn infant quenching elixir that my junior brother used to refine, I will refine a few more furnaces when I have time, and now many people in the sect are looking forward to it, many people have Xingji Refined Iron, huh?" While speaking, Taoist Meng Ming suddenly paused, looked up and down at the dialect, showing some doubts.

At this moment, Fang Yan's whole body's cultivation base is restrained. Even if Taoist Meng Ming is distracted by his cultivation base, it is difficult to see what is going on. He just vaguely senses that the dialect is different from before. As for what is the difference, for a while, Taoist Meng Ming Can't see it, can't say it.

Seeing Taoist Meng Ming's expression, Fang Yan understood, but he didn't explain anything, just smiled and said to Taoist Meng Ming: "Senior brother Meng Ming, I want to stay in the sect for a while, as long as I have all the pills together If you have the raw materials, you can come to me anytime, and I will refine them if you are free."

"Ah? That's what you said." Hearing Fang Yan's words, Taoist Meng Ming was taken aback for a moment, but then he showed a treacherous smile. He didn't allow Fang Yan to refute anything, and immediately took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to Fang Yan .

Taking the Qiankun bag, with a sweep of his consciousness, Fang Yan couldn't help but wryly smiled: "Brother Meng Ming, are you here to recruit young men? Are you afraid of exhausting me to death?"

"It's a lot of work for those who can, but I want to refine it myself. The contribution value of the sect can be said to be huge when these pills are refined. It is enough to exchange for a high-level magic weapon, or a skill, but unfortunately there is no such means." Taoist Meng Ming said with a ghostly smile.

"Okay, since the senior brother said so, the younger brother will not refuse." Fang Yan said and closed the Qiankun bag.

"Haha, Junior Brother Dialect is really proud, these pills will be used within half a year."

"Half a year? Okay, I'll try my best, it should be less."

The voice of the dialect fell, but Taoist Meng Ming was stunned. The many spiritual grasslands in the Qiankun bag were originally sent to several senior brothers who had accomplished alchemy in the alchemy hall, and half of them were his master, Taoist Mu Qing To use it, Taoist Meng Ming handed it over to Dialect, just because he had just collected the raw materials for Dialect, and wanted to make fun of him. In fact, only the materials of Baizhuan Quying Pill were prepared for Dialect. Yes, nothing else, because there is no elixir, apart from the dialect in Tianxingzong, even Taoist Mu Qing can't refine this sixth-grade elixir. According to Taoist Meng Ming's thinking, the dialect only responds to the Baizhuan Queying Pill. It is enough, but I didn't expect that the dialect would take all the raw materials in this way.

Although the dialect did not say that death would definitely be refined, but the tone was at least [-]% sure. There are hundreds of furnaces. These are the raw materials of the sixth-grade elixir, not the ones who were skilled in refining the dialect back then. Several kinds of fifth-grade pills, could it be that dialect's alchemy methods have reached such a state?
Ignoring what Daoist Meng Ming was thinking, Dialect really didn't pay attention to these pills. He succeeded in refining the seventh-rank pills in the cultivation world, and then refined the sixth-rank pills. Ziling can do most of the work without dialect, and put away the Qiankun bag casually, and the dialect said again: "Senior brother Meng Ming, I will refine the elixir, but there is still one thing that needs brother Meng Ming's help. .”

Taoist Meng Ming came back to his senses when he heard the words in the dialect, and immediately said: "Dialects, just say what you have to say."

"I don't need Xingji Refined Iron now. I need five-element spirits. I don't care what the sect does with the rest of the elixir. I need to use five-element spirits in exchange for the hundred-turn infant quenching pill. In addition, I need some spirit herbs. , Brother, if it’s convenient, he can also buy some for me.”

"I still think it's something, okay, I'll do as you say." After receiving the jade slips handed over in dialect, Taoist Meng Ming said without checking.

Hearing Taoist Meng Ming's words, he stopped talking in dialect, bowed his hands and said goodbye and continued towards the secret realm of the sect.

A moment later, Taoist Meng Ming withdrew his consciousness from the jade slip, but his face showed a bit of surprise. After thinking for a while, he turned back and walked towards the alchemy hall: "The ones you want are all eighth-grade spiritual herbs! , Could it be that dialects can be used to refine seventh-grade pills? This matter has to be reported to Master to know."

Just stepped into the secret realm of Tianxing, another divine consciousness was introduced into the sea of ​​dialect consciousness: "Dialect, come here for a while."

Hearing the voice of Taoist Jianxing's message, Fang Yan immediately changed direction and fled towards Taoist Jianxing. After a few breaths, Fang Yan stood in front of Taoist Jianxing.

Taoist Meng Ming could be deceived, but Taoist Jianxing, a leader among the core disciples of the Tianxing Sect, looked up and down the dialect, Taoist Jianxing showed a bit of surprise on his face, and then said in a deep voice: "Dialect , you have almost reached the peak of the early stage of distraction?"

"It's still worse." Dialect didn't hide anything, and answered.

"Cultivation matters, don't be greedy for merit, but be steady and steady." Looking carefully at the dialect, I found that there is no lack of mood in the dialect, but Taoist Jian Xing still reminded that the improvement of the dialect is really too fast These, in just a few years, have achieved the achievements of others for thousands of years. It is no wonder that even a well-informed person like Taoist Jian Xing is surprised, but if you think about it carefully, it is not the case when the dialect breakthrough was distracted.

"Thank you, brother, for your suggestion." For Taoist Jian Xing's kindness, Fang Yan would not say much, so he handed over his hands and thanked him.

"Okay, it's good that you know it in your heart. There is a formation you arranged in the world of stars, but you refined a clone body?"

"Yes, I got a spiritual object at the beginning, which is suitable for refining the body of the avatar, brother Jianxing, but what's wrong?" This kind of thing can't be hidden from many senior brothers in the sect, but I just heard Taoist Jianxing Mentioning Xuan Sha, the body of the avatar of Consonance and Concentric Lotus, Fang Yan's heart still moved, and he immediately asked aloud, it was really a bit of a surprise for him to have that avatar.

"Originally, I called you here because of the avatar body. I wanted to remind you that you have to wait until you have enough cultivation to start refining the avatar body, but now I don't need it. Instead, I want to remind you that you need to use kung fu Spend more on refining the body of the clone. As for your own cultivation, don't be too busy raising it to the peak. Although I haven't found any hidden dangers in you, it is better to consolidate it after all. Even if it takes hundreds of years, you are better than other masters. Brother is countless times faster."

Hearing Taoist Jianxing's words, Fang Yan smiled wryly in his heart. This improvement in cultivation was not under his control at all, but there was no need to mention this kind of thing even to Taoist Jianxing, Fang Yan just bowed down again to thank him.

(End of this chapter)