Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 138 Leaving Fort Thunder

Half a month later, Fang Yan followed Jiuhuan Daoist, went out of that space, and returned to Thunder Fort. A few talismans were put away by the people of the Nine Illusion Formation, and there was nothing below it, only an unstable space, and the arrangement of the Nine Illusion Formation here was useless.

"Dialect, I will give you this set of Nine Illusion Formation Talismans. Although it is not as good as the Luan Stone Formation plate, it is much stronger as a protective formation. In the future, when you have a cave, spend some effort to make this set Once the method is set up, the formation alone is enough to stop monks below Yuanying."

Master Jiuhuan handed a set of array flags and a few array talismans to Dialect. This performance clearly regarded Dialect as his nephew.

"Thank you senior."

"You saved my life, so I don't need to call you senior anymore, if you can, just call me brother."

Fang Yan couldn't help thinking of the old man in the ring, and Xing Wuwu who was far away in the cultivation world. It seemed that these Nascent Soul cultivators who had lived for thousands of years didn't pay much attention to these virtual rituals, but Fang Yan didn't know it. But for them, ordinary people, even if the Golden Core cultivator wanted to call him brother, these Nascent Soul cultivators would not notice it.

Of course, good things are needed. Dialect received this set of array flags and a few array talismans. He was very excited. Although Master Jiuhuan didn't go into details, the old man in his ring said that Master Jiuhuan was relying on this The formation method is called a real person. Before entering the space, the old man told him not to tell anyone about his possession of the ring.

Although I don't understand the dialect very well, Zhang Taolin Zhongxing didn't want to come out with me. After I left there, I also inquired. The Nascent Soul that passed the Nascent Soul monk is a great tonic. It is also very likely to keep it as his own. Therefore, not only did the old man never tell Jiu Huan the news, but Xing Wuyi never told the old man. Thinking of Xing Wuyi, Dialect remembered those few things again, but he wanted to find a chance Inquire about the old man and Jiuhuan real person.

"Unexpectedly, the Thunder Castle has become like this. In 300 years, all the Thunder Arrays here will run out of spirit stones, and there will be no Thunder Castle in the future."

Looking at the many thunder formations in the castle that have stopped functioning, Master Jiu Huan couldn't help but sighed, his expression was a little lonely, the fellow monks who entered the Dark Demon Realm with him at the beginning, now he is the only one left, and even this base camp can't hold on How long.Thinking of this, he looked at the dialect beside him again.

"Brother Jiu Huan, do you know where Mu Xin Chong is still there?" Fang Yan suddenly remembered something.

"Wood heart worm?" Master Jiuhuan looked at Fang Yan's body: "Did the wood spirit root in your body come from refining the wood spirit silk?"

"Well, I was dragged into this castle by the wood heartworm."

"Oh? Luckily for you, you happened to catch up with the wood heart worms to breed, but the wood heart worms breed for a very long time, and they only breed once in a thousand years. It turned out that Mu Taoist brought a pair of wood heart worms here, but after he fell, he didn't know The trace, could it be that he stayed in this thunder castle? Wait a moment, I will go and have a look."

With a flicker, Jiuhuan Daoist disappeared from his eyes, and Fang Yan didn't even see the shadow of the other party. The cultivation base has been greatly damaged, and he is still a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Dialect can only comfort himself in his heart, and when he also conceives a baby, he will not be much worse than the other party.

Soon, Master Jiu Huan returned, holding a few eggs in his hand: "Dialect, these are the eggs of wood heart insects that have just been laid. It takes several years to hatch, and the wood heart worm has a very long growth period, at least two to three hundred years before it can grow into an adult, you have to be patient."

After finishing speaking, he handed over all six eggs to the dialect.

"How many do you want bro?"

"Me? Brother, I already have wood spirit roots. I don't need these wood heart worms. If I hold them, even if they don't fully grow, I can use them to sacrifice one or two magic weapons. These things can emit the power of Yimu." Good stuff."

Dialect also found out that the real Jiuhuan really didn't like this thing. It's hard for the old man in the ring to say it's so precious, but it's actually nothing.

If the old man in the ring knew what the dialect was thinking, he might come out and scold his mother, Jiuhuan real person, is the real person's name called for nothing?I have just been promoted to Nascent Soul, and I have not had much fun before I plunged into the Nether Valley. How can I compare it with the old monsters who have been born for thousands of years, and Jiu Huan is good at formations. I don’t know how many ancient caves I have been to. I have seen a lot of good things, so how can I compare them.

Dialect naturally doesn't know what the old man in the ring thinks, even if he knows, he won't pay much attention to it. Everyone stands at different heights, and naturally has different views on one thing. The real person of Jiuhuan thinks that the wood heart worm is ordinary, and the old man thinks that the wood heart worm is a Good thing, in the eyes of the dialect, the wood heart worm is a treasure, and something that can refine the wood spirit root is not a treasure?It’s just that this growth period is too long. It lasts for a thousand years, and Jindandan monks are only a few hundred years old. Only at the later stage of Jindandan can they live to be over a thousand years old. Wood heart worms, something that can't be met but can't be sought after, naturally get it first and then talk about it.

Following the Nascent Soul cultivator, it was naturally very relaxed, even those fierce souls who only knew about killing seemed to feel the power of the real Jiuhuan, none of them showed their heads, and the very relaxed Jiuhuan passed through the killing with dialect Yuan, came to the periphery.

After arriving here, a cloud of black mist floated out from the body of Master Jiu Huan, and soon gathered a batch of black devil energy, forming a body, which was the devil who had fought with Master Jiu Huan for thousands of years : "Long Ya Teng see the master."

But then the devil discovered the real cultivation of the dialect, and seemed to be dissatisfied. The majestic devil turned out to be the subordinate of a little monk who was inferior to the devil general, which made him very unwilling: "Despicable monk, you Unworthy to be my master, I demand a duel?"

At this time, his Demon Heart Vow has been mastered by Fang Yan, but Fang Yan is not afraid that he will absorb power to increase his strength. No matter how strong he is, as long as the Demon Heart Oath is in his hands, he will never think of harming himself. That is to say, he can immediately destroy his demon heart and lose his soul.

"Duel?" Fang Yan was a little amused when he heard the words: "Why, your devil's oath is in my hands, why do you fight me, I'm a bully?"

"You took my demon heart oath while you were in danger. In terms of strength, you are not qualified to be my servant."

Dialect listened to the devil's words, and noticed that the devil kept flickering when he spoke. Bad.

"Dialect, Xiu listened to his nonsense, Dong Yateng, you offered the demon heart oath, and you still want to go back on your word, maybe you want to lose your soul."

"Brother, it's okay, I want to see how powerful he is, Torito, how do you compare?"

"Any competition is fine, as long as you lose, you can exchange my Demon Heart Oath."

"Then I won?"

"You won? How could you win? Forget it, if you win, I will give you a magic weapon. The magic weapon of your monks is much stronger than the ones in your hand."

"Okay, I promise you, you can fight any way you said, right? I'm standing here, as long as you can break through my protection within a quarter of an hour, you will win."

"Haha, really, don't regret it, mere demon general, how can it take a quarter of an hour, I can shoot you to death with just one move, no, if I shoot you to death, I will die too, I will shoot you with one move scattered."

"Then give it a try and remember your bet."

Daoist Jiu Huan on the side also seemed to understand the dialect's plan, and stopped aside silently.

Dialect activated the Peach Miasma Armor, but did not excite the Peach Miasma Poison. Instead, he cast a layer of Peach Miasma Poison on his body to form a shield. Don't think about it, if you can't get close, you will be flattened by the opponent, but it is not that simple for the opponent to break through your own defense.Dialect wanted to teach Tong Yateng a lesson, and just stood still in such a grandiose manner: "Come on, if you can't break through the defense within a quarter of an hour, you will lose."

(End of this chapter)