Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 1032
The frightened Fang Yan immediately swept around, and in an instant, Fang Yan saw Emperor Zhan and Taoist Xikong who came a few days earlier, two acquaintances, and then looked into the distance, and then found Taoist Mo Li of Bai Yuanzong was also doing hand formulas among them.

The rest of the monks couldn't recognize their aura and dialect for a while, but they could feel their majesty, quiet, domineering, restrained and vigorous, all of them were like the ancestors they knew in dialect.

Discovering this situation, Fang Yan was even more surprised. The three ancestors of the Tianxingzong came out together, which surprised Fang Yan. Unexpectedly, he saw nearly ten such existences outside Tongling Peak. These ancestors, who usually want to see It's difficult for any of them, but now they are like cabbages that don't need money, so many are gathered casually, and there is a big change in the big formation here?

Thinking up to this point, Fang Yandang immediately mobilized his divine consciousness, and moved towards several ancestors who were condensing the runes to seal the formation, but before dialect could find out anything, a shout sounded, it was just now The Emperor Zhan, who was almost Dzogchen in the later stage of distraction, was surprised in his tone.

"Dialect? Eh? It's actually in the mid-stage of distraction?"

As Emperor Zhan yelled, those who were urging their hands to condense the runes did not respond. The two monks who were sitting cross-legged and rested immediately glanced at the dialect. An unfamiliar name made Xuan Lan, Emperor Zhan With such a shout of top combat power in the domain, even these patriarchs would inevitably be curious as to who could afford Zhandi to value him so much.

Dialect, who had just stood still, immediately felt a ray of majesty and majesty pressing towards him, and immediately became excited, urging the exercises.

"Fellow daoists, is this a meeting gift for my descendants of the Tianxing sect?" Daoist Yuntian raised his voice loudly, not asking questions, but just greeting his old friend in a casual and relaxed tone. Skimming the dialect.

Dialect immediately felt the pressure lighten, the previous coercion was stopped by the Taoist Yutian and disappeared, and the dialect couldn't help being shocked for a while. The majesty carried in it actually made me even have to use my skills to resist it. If Taoist Yutian didn't take action, I'm afraid I would have to use the Star Burial Robe in a moment.

Taoist Yutian's voice fell, and a figure over there had already flitted over, it was Zhandi who had just exclaimed.

When he came close, Emperor Zhan looked up and down the dialect, and clicked his tongue: "It really broke through to the middle stage of distraction, just right, come with me."

Hearing Emperor Zhan's words, Fang Yan turned around and looked at the two ancestors beside him. Seeing Ancestor Yutian nodded, indicating that it was okay, he bowed his hands to Emperor Zhan and said, "Senior, please lead the way."

The people around watched the dialect follow Zhandi all the way, and many people were a bit puzzled. Zhandi's move was a bit weird. They were all ancestors who had been practicing for an unknown period of time. The cultivation strength of the dialect is just a junior who has just been promoted to the mid-stage of distraction, and has not even had time to consolidate the realm. Which one of them does not have such a junior disciple, even if the strength is improved a lot, it should not let the late-stage distraction It is only right that the Zhandi has such a performance. The existence of the Zhandi, even a clone body has reached the stage of the late stage of distraction. It is definitely not because of the strength of the dialect. One has its own uniqueness, but is this possible?Could it be that he has a higher level of cultivation than the many channel formations around him?

dialect?In a daze, several ancestors remembered this name. A junior of the Tianxing Sect in the Cheli Realm once made a big splash. Wasn't that monk named Dialect?After only a few hundred years, he has cultivated from a Nascent Soul cultivator to the present middle stage of distraction?Even if he cultivated at ten times the speed of the sect's secret realm, it would only take thousands of years. This kind of cultivation speed has been regarded as a genius since ancient times. It is unexpected that such a person will appear among the descendants of the Tianxing sect. Thinking of this, several people There was also a strange light in the eyes of the ancestors.

It's just that this only shows the talent of the dialect in cultivation, and it has nothing to do with the cultivation of the formation. Not long after, several ancestors remembered something that the descendants of their sect had reported. It was the last time when something happened to Tongling Peak. It was not as serious as this time, but it also made it difficult for the soul Taoists who have been stationed here. They once sent a message to let many sects stationed here He was assisted by a monk who was proficient in formations, and in the end he seemed to be a Nascent Soul monk of the Tianxing Sect.

Could it be that the Nascent Soul cultivator at that time spoke this dialect?If this is the case, this junior disciple who has become a climate is really a character. After thinking about the few ancestors so far, watching Emperor Zhan lead the dialect all the way in, everyone is more and more sure of this. guess.

Fang Yan, who was following Emperor Zhan, sensed the eyes of several divine senses passing over him again one after another. Although he did not have the coercion of the previous time, he was still extremely fierce. With the few auras that came, there are actually more ancestors here. Could it be that all the ancestors in the Xuanlan Domain gathered here?
Dialect, who had more and more guesses in his heart, immediately released his spiritual sense to scan the sealing formation that he had wanted to investigate before. After the scan, Dialect couldn't help being secretly surprised. Cracks, this sealing array looks a bit like cracks at this moment, many cracks are big or small, and although I didn't see any bigger cracks than the last crack, there are several places It's not much smaller, these ancestors are urging the hand formula to condense the runes to repair this formation.

Seeing the majestic and flowing runes condensed in front of the ancestors, he couldn't help deducing the dialect of withdrawing his consciousness, but after a while, he became a little more confident. In terms of cultivation and strength, he was far inferior to these old people. The ancestors, even if they condense the runes, they can't be faster than these ancestors, but if they compare the quality of the condensed runes, their three original runes will surpass them.

Aware of this, Dialect's state of mind also recovered from the coercion of many ancestors. Then he thought that he hadn't comprehended the formation after he was promoted to the middle stage of distraction. At this moment, he felt slightly, faintly, the three runes It seems that there are also signs of fusion. If they can be integrated into one, then it will truly fit the origin of the formation. I also hope to crack one or two of the sealing array arranged by my seniors, at least if I want to explore the fairy spirit in it, I will have more confidence.

Thinking in his heart, Fang Yan followed Zhandi to the depths of the inner formation, saw so many existences that need to be looked up to, and seeing the two ancestors again, Fang Yan did not have the previous surprised look.

Among them, an ancestor who was recovering from meditation noticed the approaching Emperor Zhan and Dialect, opened his eyes with a swish, and looked towards Dialect with two flashes of light.

"Dialect has seen Senior Soul." With such a look again, could it be that the ancestors are good at it?There was a wry smile in Fang Yan's heart, and after he settled down, he bowed his hands and said, "No one else, this ancestor is a soul Taoist who has dealt with Fang Yan.

"That's right." Soul Daoist glanced casually and discovered the current cultivation level of the dialect. He had heard Zhandi's voice before, but now he wanted to check it out with his own eyes. After checking it, he was also a little surprised.

Nodding towards Fang Yan, he waved his hand to let Fang Yan stand aside, the soul Taoist turned to look at the monk over there who was still doing hand formulas. : "Fellow Daoist Jin, take a rest first."

Fellow Daoist Hibiscus?Hearing the words of Taoist Soul, Fang Yan should know who this ancestor is. It turned out to be a well-known ancestor in the Xuanlan Realm, Daoist Jin, a mid-distraction monk of Huajianzong.

(End of this chapter)