Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 174 Coincidence
"Brother Fang, do you still want to leave?" Ji Feng saw the dialect's plan, if he didn't want to leave, there was no need to distribute these things in such a hurry.

"Brother Ji, I promised others to help find some things. These things can't be found in Tiangui Market. I plan to pay homage to my parents, and then find a place to retreat for a while. When the price rises, I will go out to look for it. This time I am afraid it will take some time. Scar and the others need my brother to take care of it. This is 1000 million spirit stones. They practiced too late. I am worried that something will happen to the foundation. , if you have any, prepare more foundation building pills, unfortunately there are no pills, otherwise, you can also try to refine a few."

Seeing Fang Yan's preparations for himself and Dao Scar and others, Ji Feng felt deeply: "Brother, you don't have to worry about these things, I have been paying attention to them these years, and now I have two Foundation Establishment Pills in my hand." Alright, just wait for them to use it."

"That's good, brother, I won't stay long." Fang Yan said.

"Okay, by the way, brother, a female monk came to our shop a few days ago, and she has a magic weapon that you used back then, brother."

"En?" The dialect changed slightly when he heard the words, and he knew that Ji Feng was talking about Yue Linglong or Ji Yaoguang. He gave them some magic weapons at the beginning, and nodded immediately: "That's right, Brother Ji, it should be Yue Linglong or Ji Yaoguang." My former senior sister or junior sister, the Mo Lingzong couldn't help me, but there are a few fellow sects who treat me very well, and I'm going to meet them this time."

When Fang Yan left, Hu Zi didn't leave the customs. Fang Yan also left two magic weapons for Hu Zi, and then left Tiangui Market and flew towards Mo Lingzong. With Fang Yan's current cultivation base, if he is still in Mo Lingzong Even considered as an elder level cultivation, there will not be more than ten people in the entire Mo Lingzong in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Of course, Fang Yan didn't want to go back in such a high-profile manner, Wan Poison Sect has nothing to do with it, Tai Yi Sect has a deep connection with Mo Ling Sect, who knows if someone will covet the treasure of Tai Yi Sect and sell him.

However, there is no need for Fang Yan to bother how to enter Mo Lingzong. Before he was halfway there, Fang Yan noticed a very familiar breath coming from the opposite side. It was the person Fang Yan wanted to find, Yue Linglong.From the looks of it, Yue Linglong was headed towards the Tiangui Market.

Dialect flew quietly behind Yue Linglong for a while, searched around, but found no one else, and was about to send a message to Yue Linglong, when she saw Yue Linglong suddenly stop on a flat ground, with a sacrifice in her hand. The two magic weapons are exactly the two treasures that were taken from Dialect that day.

"Who is sneaking behind me." Yue Linglong stared at the place where Fang Yan was with a frosty face.

Dialect didn't expect that Yue Linglong's senses were so sensitive, and her Feiyun dagger was a magic weapon that even the old man admired, so Yue Linglong discovered it?
Dialect also wanted to test if Yue Linglong was deceiving herself, so she simply stayed in the air and drifted back and forth with the wind.

Yue Linglong stared at her eyes, and like her hands, an icy ridge shot towards the cloud transformed into Feiyun Fadou. Dialect finally confirmed that Yue Linglong had really discovered herself, and this icy ridge was not as powerful as before. The power of one of the treasures is not bad at all, so he hurriedly urged Feiyun to dodge it, and the ice edges of Yue Linglong below had already shot towards him one after another.

Dialect quickly shouted: "Junior Sister Yue, it's me."

Hearing the dialect's shout, Yue Linglong was taken aback for a moment, the shout was very familiar, but for a while Yue Linglong didn't realize that the above was dialect, but the movements of her hands had slowed down, and there was no more icy edge shooting out.

Dialect has been surrounded by ice edges, and even the temperature has dropped a lot. Yue Linglong's ice spells are getting more and more proficient, and she has set up this ice edge array in an instant. Stuck, this is only the first step, Fang Yan knows that there are still several powerful tricks that Yue Linglong has not used for those two treasures.

Crash, the dialect urged Feiyun Fadou to break through the icy barrier, put away the magic weapon, and fall from the sky.

In a few years, the appearance of the dialect has changed a lot, it is no longer the ignorant boy at that time, even the breath has undergone a great change, but Yue Linglong still recognized it immediately: "Brother Fang, is it really you?"

"Of course, Junior Sister Yue, can someone pretend to be me?" Fang Yan said with a laugh.

"Senior Brother Fang is really you, where have you been all these years?" After confirming that the person in front of her was really a dialect, Yue Linglong, who had already built the fifth floor, actually shed tears.

Dialect quickly came to him: "Junior Sister Yue, why are you crying when you see your senior brother? Is someone bullying you? Tell your senior brother, and your senior brother will decide for you."

With a "puchi", Yue Linglong laughed: "Senior brother, I am now on the fifth floor of the foundation building. How can anyone bully me? But senior brother, you must have suffered all these years. Tai Yizong, Fengyuanzong and Wanduzong are all wanted Brother, you, hey, brother, have you also built the fifth floor of the foundation?"

It was only now that Yue Linglong realized that her cultivation in dialect was not inferior to her own. Yue Linglong knew exactly when she started to learn dialect, and she was kicked out of the sect and became a casual cultivator, but her cultivation in dialect was not at all. It's not worse than staying in the sect, it should be said to be better.

Yue Linglong quickly accepted the practice of dialect. The last time dialect took so many treasures for herself and senior sister Ji Yaoguang, Ji Yaoguang told herself that as long as dialect is not dead, it must be a big man. Because it is much worse than Ji Yaoguang, and the foundation has not yet been established. I and Senior Sister Ji have already succeeded in establishing the foundation at that time, but the two of them together do not have as many treasures as Dialect alone.

"Okay, Junior Sister Yue, find a place, let's talk carefully."

She didn't look for any other place on purpose, the dialect's Feiyun dagger is an excellent hidden magic weapon, Yue Linglong couldn't help being amazed after she boarded the Feiyun dagger with her dialect.

After talking for a long time, the dialect finally found out how Yue Linglong discovered her Feiyun dharma pocket. It turned out that Yue Linglong obtained a spiritual herb two years ago, and it was just an inconspicuous spiritual herb. Yue Linglong refined this spiritual grass, and after refining, Yue Linglong was pleasantly surprised to find that she had half an ice-type spiritual root on her body.

With this half of the spiritual root, Yue Linglong's cultivation speed was much faster, and her spiritual sense became extremely sharp. It was Fang Yan who stared at Yue Linglong for a few times that gave her a feeling, and then she noticed Fang Yan's hiding Fei. Yun Fadou, if Fang Yan hadn't looked at Yue Linglong, she wouldn't have noticed Feiyun Fadou's hiding place so easily.

Knowing that it was only accidentally discovered by Yue Linglong, Dialect was a little relieved. If it was so easy for other monks to detect Feiyun's dharma pocket, then he would have to pay more attention in the future. Even so, he must be careful in the future. Although spiritual root monks are rare, there may be other skills that can also discover their own magic weapons. Fang Yan suddenly thought of his own illusion-breaking eyes, and couldn't help but feel rash for his previous self-confidence.

Immediately, Fang Yan asked about Ji Yaoguang and Qin Yang, two people he cared about in Mo Lingzong, especially Ji Yaoguang.

Yue Linglong didn't know much about Qin Yang's news. She only heard that the foundation building was successful, but she didn't know anything else.

Yue Linglong was very clear about Ji Yaoguang's affairs. What Fang Yan didn't expect was that Ji Yaoguang hadn't fully practiced the unknown magic weapon. According to Ji Yaoguang, it was just a fragment. What kind of magic weapon was it? It's been a year, and the sacrifice has not been successful yet.

"Okay, Junior Sister Yue, I met you here, and Yaoguang is retreating again, so I won't go to Black Spirit Sect, Junior Sister Yue, you don't need to go to Tiangui Market to buy pills, there are quite a few here, brother. Take it and use it, it’s not worse than the one in Tiangui Market.”

Dialect took out a few bottles of pills and handed them to Yue Linglong. This time, he did not give Yue Linglong magic weapons. These treasures on his body could not see the light. Whether it was Yue Linglong or Ji Yaoguang, with the backing of the sect, Once the cultivation base is reached, one can naturally obtain suitable magic weapons, but if one takes these, one may get into trouble.

But the dialect still has one thing to give to Yue Linglong. The Wuling Zhiting grass in her door has matured, and she won't be able to use it for a while, so she just gave it to Ji Yaoguang to refine it. With this A sixth-grade spiritual grass, Ji Yaoguang should have succeeded in cultivating that magic weapon.

Yue Linglong didn't know what was in the jade box that dialect gave her at the end. She was calm by nature, and she didn't ask any more questions, so she put everything away. Regarding dialect, she had long considered her family, even if dialect was abolished Zongmen did not change this point, because Ji Yaoguang has always said so, but she was a little puzzled by the dialect begging for the seed of the spirit grass that she refined at the beginning. cultivate?But these spirit herbs have no effect without hundreds of years of effort, with a puzzled expression on her face, Yue Linglong stepped on the flying sword and returned to Mo Lingzong.

(End of this chapter)