Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 205 Refining the Flying Sword
Tie Yahan's magic weapon is much faster than Wantian's Hu Feizhou, but it is still not as fast as Fang Yan's own Wanjuan Longhejuan, but in this case, Fangyan will not show off the magic weapon However, Tie Yahan didn't assign any specific tasks to the dialect, but only asked the dialect to stand at the front to attract attention when facing the two sea monsters. It's a dish.

In fact, it's not that Tie Yahan took care of the dialect, but that he thought that the dialect only had the eleventh level of foundation building, and learned from the conversation that the dialect had never been to the outer sea at all, and many sea monsters had never been seen before. Tie Ya Han believes that Dialect is only relying on a powerful magic weapon for protection, and its own strength is very limited. If it were not for the eagerness to go to sea this time, Tie Yahan would not be willing to bring a monk like Dialect.

Since they didn't ask themselves to do anything, Dialect didn't bother to worry about it. Seeing that the three of them teamed up to deal with a group of third-order sea monsters several times, they were very organized. It can be seen that they have cooperated for a long time and have a good understanding. Well, I simply ignored it, and after talking to Tie Yahan, I set up a protective formation in a corner alone, and at the same time threw the Queen Bee out, and went to practice in seclusion.

Tie Yahan, Liu Rufeng and Zhen Lin, who had just dispatched a group of sea monsters, were recovering their mana. At the same time, their spiritual consciousness was fluctuating back and forth, and the object of discussion was the dialect of the other side who closed their eyes and practiced.

"Boss Tie, is that a fourth-order spiritual pet?"

"Well, it seems to be a mutated queen bee beast. This kind of monster is rare around Yuzhou Island. This fellow Yan Taoist probably came from which continent."

"Boss Tie, brother Liu, that array should not be underestimated. Although the defense is average, I didn't see any array or anything like that he took out. It seemed to be arranged casually. The spirit armor, and this spirit pet, this fellow Taoist has a lot of tricks." Zhen Lin, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly pointed to the dialect's protective formation and said this.

"It's rare for a monk with a low level of cultivation to get such a high evaluation from you, Zhen Lin, but these things can only be used as support. Fighting against high-level monsters depends on one's own strength."

"Rufeng is right. Fellow Daoist Yan has a lot of means, but his cultivation level is not good enough. I hope he can hold us back for a while. We have prepared so many things this time. Take it down and enter that portal, if you return without success this time, it will not be our turn next time, so rest assured to recover, this is not the first time you have come here, the sea monsters on the road behind are getting more and more The more there are, the more difficult it is to deal with, and we must raise our spirits."

The three stopped communicating, each took out a spirit stone, and practiced silently without mentioning it.

Dialect is doing a major task at the moment, he did not continue to use his mind to refine mana, but took a branch from the thunder tree, and is now refining this thunder branch in his fiery red door, dialect is also I feel that I have too few offensive means. The few magic weapons, whether it is the Tai'a Sword or the Long River Roll, are good, but they all have their own flaws. The attack ability of the dialect is far inferior to my own defense ability, but this is also The dialect has always emphasized the outcome of the defense.

If the Dawu Sword Formation can be refined, then the attack ability of the dialect will be raised to a big level. At the same time, the Dawu Sword Formation is also a set of offensive and defensive sword formations, and one's own defense will not be due to the improved attack. In the past, because the Jinglei tree had been absorbing the aura from the golden portal, dialect had never put this matter on the agenda. It was not until the last time that the Jinglei tree stopped absorbing that it was activated. idea.

Originally, Dialect planned to use his own Lihuo to refine the Jinglei branch, but unexpectedly, his already grown Lihuo had almost no effect on this Jinglei branch. If he wanted to refine it into a flying sword, he might not be able to succeed in decades. Soon the dialect thought of the little flame in the fiery red portal in his Qiankun pot. Although it was inconspicuous, the mighty dialect in it could be felt.

Sure enough, after the dialect sent the Jinglei branch into the fiery red portal, the Jinglei branch that had not moved under Lihuo changed. It's a pity that this flame is too small, and only one branch can be refined at a time, but compared to Lihuo It has been greatly accelerated.

Dialect circulated his mana in his Qiankun Pot, and according to the method taught by Xing Wuwu, he carved out a formation talisman. After drawing these formation talismans, Fang Yan threw the thunder branch into the fiery portal and ignored it. In the Qiankun pot in his body, dialect can grasp the situation of Jinglei branch and the flame at all times, so naturally he doesn't need to be as careful as others in refining magic weapons, all he has to do now is wait until those talismans completely penetrate into Jinglei every part of the branch.

Needless to say the power of the Dawu Sword Formation, the refining process is also extremely mana-consuming. It is just a formation talisman, which consumes more than half of the mana in Dialect's body. To successfully refine a flying sword, this formation talisman needs at least He has to draw hundreds of times, which is only one-eighteenth of his own Dawu sword formation, or even less. Fang Yan doesn't know when he will be able to really use a set of Dawu sword formation.

After Fang Yan threw a elixir into his mouth, he glanced at the other side. At this time, they were also recovering their mana. The last time Tie Yahan and the others killed the sea monster, Fang Yan noticed it, and Fang Yan didn't bother. He also began to refine Danli to restore mana.

Tie Yahan's fish-tailed shuttle spirit boat can travel tens of thousands of miles a day. Except for the opponent's provocation, he has never actively attacked the sea monster. Dialect has also noticed that Tie Yahan and the three are very familiar with this sea area. On the sea road that they walked, they basically did not encounter any ferocious high-level sea monsters. After a few days, the most difficult thing to deal with was only a group of third-level sea monsters led by a fourth-level deep-sea witch horse. Humanly speaking, it's not a big threat.

Occasionally, after the training is over, I happen to have a few conversations. After all, we are in the same team, and it is always good to get acquainted with each other.

A few days passed, and the dialect could probably see the temperament of the three people in front of him. Tie Yahan was naturally the one in charge. The main attacker, Liu Suifeng, is rather harsh. According to the dialect, this person has a small vision, and his few words have the meaning of running on the dialect. If it weren't for Tie Yahan's scolding, there might be even worse words coming out , but his strength is not bad, and a set of sword formulas has considerable lethality. Waiting for a fourth-order sea monster is not his opponent.

Zhen Lin generally doesn't speak much, but every word he says, his judgment is extremely accurate. It can be seen that whether it is Tie Yahan or the frivolous Liu Rufeng, they all attach great importance to Zhen Lin's opinions, including changing the direction several times. What Zhen Lin meant.As for his fighting strength, Fang Yan didn't see it. He always hid behind the two of them and shot cold arrows suddenly. It can be hidden in the vast sea, but it looks a bit like himself, Dialect secretly thought.

On this day, after Fang Yan carved a talisman on the Jinglei branch, he just threw a elixir into his mouth, when he suddenly heard Liu Rufeng's voice: "Oh, fellow Daoist Yan is really rich, and the one used to restore mana is actually Elixir."

With a strange tone, Fang Yan didn't like Liu Rufeng's behavior in his heart, especially the tone of his speech. He raised his eyes to look at Liu Rufeng on the other side, said nothing, and planned to continue practicing.

But he didn't know what happened to Liu Rufeng today, so he said again: "You Daoist Yan, since you are so rich, don't you need the booty from this trip?"

Tie Yahan and Zhen Lin on the side were practicing and did not notice the matter between Liu Rufeng and Fang Yan.

"Liu Rufeng, there doesn't seem to be such a rule. These elixir are my own, so they have nothing to do with you, and have nothing to do with the booty from this trip."

"Yan Yue, along the way, have you killed a sea monster? Do you think that with a spirit armor and a spirit pet, you can get a spoil of war for nothing?"

"You don't seem to be the one to make the decision. Fellow Daoist Tie Yahan ordered it so. Could it be that you have a problem with him? I just need a spiritual armor to share a share of the spoils. What can you do? Don't give it to me? "

"You?" Unexpectedly, the dialect didn't give him any affection, Liu Rufeng was very dissatisfied in his heart, he didn't dare to object to Tie Yahan's decision, but seeing that this dialect would take away a share of the spoils without doing anything, Liu Rufeng felt in his heart Unspeakably uncomfortable, seeing the dialect and going to practice with closed eyes again, a gleam of light flashed in Liu Rufeng's eyes, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

(End of this chapter)