Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 335 Cang Dao and

After getting down, the dialect discovered that the ground buildings in Hansha City only have one or two floors, but there is another universe underground. Almost all local monks have their own secret rooms underground, and even the guest rooms of the inn are opened deep underground. The prohibition formation is not far from the ground, and the aura of the earth system is more intense.

The dialect spends an hour every day stimulating the spiritual flow in the soil portal. After a few days of hard work, the two spiritual grass Jade Emperor bamboo shoots have undergone earth-shaking changes. Reaching the fourth-rank advanced level, this is not called cultivating spiritual grass at all, it is simply the spiritual energy that produces and ripens the spiritual grass. If this continues, when the two spiritual grasses mature, the consumed spiritual energy may be more valuable than the spiritual grass. The dialect is natural. I will not be stingy with these auras, I can communicate with that space to replenish at any time, no matter how much I consume, it will be replenished in a short time.

After another half a month, Fang Yan accidentally poked his consciousness out of the secret room, and suddenly found many auras above the ground. When he came out, he found that Hansha City was more than ten times more lively than when he just came, and all the monks who could rush back They have to come back before the sandstorm blows, but in less than half a month, thousands of monks poured into Hansha City in Lixu University, and there are still a steady stream of monks behind. These are monks who have explored deep into the desert , Foundation Establishment monks are the main ones, there are also many Jindan monks, and there is even a flash of Nascent Soul's breath.

Compared with the monks who fell in the vast sandy desert, those who came back were all lucky. Those who had gained a lot were full of joy, while those who had gained less were determined, waiting for the next time.

Not only did the number of monks returning from the entrance of Hansha City increase, but the teleportation array in that corner also suddenly became busy. Some monks who came back from the desert went to other places to have fun, and more merchants came from other places to buy here. Hansha city's specialty spirit grass material, most of the jade emperor bamboo shoots that dialect saw in several comprehension markets before are from the past.

Dialect raised his eyes again and passed through the formation to look at the sky on top of Hansha City. It had begun to become a little dark and gloomy, and the sandstorm was coming, but look at the people here, none of them panicked. In the whole Hansha city, there were not many people like dialect who had seen the sandstorm for the first time.

The Jade Emperor Sun has already survived, so there is no use in being anxious. Seeing so many people coming back from the city, walking in dialect, listening to people talking, or going up to chat, wanting to know more about Broken Sword Cultivator Cang Daoyu, There are really many people who are proud to see this elusive and powerful monk, and tell people what they have seen and heard from time to time.

As the days passed, the defensive formation of the entire Hansha City slowly started to function. The already strong defense had been improved several times, which made Dialect secretly startled. Could it be that this sandstorm is so powerful?

The wind finally blew up. The sky was still as calm as water just now, but suddenly the wind and clouds blew up. The sky became gray within a few breaths, and the whole Hansha City was plunged into darkness.

Dialect stared at the outside of the formation for a while, and then he knew that Hansha City's approach was no good at all. Although the power of this sandstorm was not as powerful as that of Gangfeng, it was not much worse. It seemed to be gradually strengthening, mixed with hard and iron The destructive power of the black sand is astonishing. A foundation-building cultivator can be defeated without counting breaths. If a Jindan cultivator does not have special skills or magic weapons, he will not be able to last long if he is trapped in it.

It is said that this is not the most powerful sandstorm. In some years, the power is two or three times that of this year's. If the blows lasted for a month, if the defense of Hansha City was weak, it might not be defeated. After the situation, the defense of Hansha City was upgraded to the current level.

Now the people who should come back have already come back, and most of those who can’t come back can’t come back. The people who come back don’t have the previous excitement. Most of them choose to retreat and practice. There are not many people on the street. No longer pay attention, return to the underground secret room of the inn to continue practicing and wait for the sandstorm to pass.

A full month later, the shattered monks came out of various secret rooms again, packed their bags, and prepared to explore the desert again. Dialect rejected the invitations of several teams, left Hansha City alone, and escaped from the small desert with a flash. Landing on a mountain, looking at the vast desert in the distance, that is the real desert, the vast desert.

Taking out the jade slips of the map, and distinguishing the direction a little bit, the dialect urged Liu Guangyi to escape to the depths of the Mangsha desert. After more than ten days of inquiring in Hansha City, although it is impossible to determine where the Cangdao and Dongfu are, but so Many people have seen the demeanor of this powerful monk, and analyzing the places where he appeared, the most likely place where his cave is located is an ancient ruins called the forbidden area.

Dialect flew all the way, and two days later went deep into the Mangsha Desert for nearly 2000 million miles. Dialect stopped on a sand dune. If you want to step into it to find the place where Nascent Soul monks will perish, you'd better be careful.

After the dialect regained its mana, he set up his flying sword and flew around the ancient ruins along the circumference. He didn't find anything strange. The aura was a little thinner than other places, and there were not many high-level monsters. , there are only a few fourth-order monsters entrenched in the sand bottom in the consciousness, and they seem to be hunting.

Just as the dialect hovered around the ancient ruins, Cang Daoyu suddenly opened his eyes in a cave at the bottom of the ancient ruins: "Hey, it's been a long time since a monk has come here. Not only did one come here today, but the target seems to be my place." ? Could it be that my prestige here has disappeared over the years?"

I didn't see any movement from him, suddenly a figure flashed, and another Cang Daoyu appeared in the cave, his face and aura came from the same source, but the aura was weaker, and he held a broken sword in his hand.

As soon as this figure appeared, a sword light emerged and escaped from the cave.

Dialect, who was thinking about it, suddenly sensed a spatial fluctuation, and immediately activated the spirit armor, and saw Cang Daoyu, a monk with Broken Sword, appearing in front of him.

Cang Daoyu also recognized the dialect.

"It's you?"

"Really you?"

The voices of the two came out almost at the same time. Cang Dao and the person who came unexpectedly was a junior whom he knew, and he was able to get back his soul successfully by relying on dialect.

Fang Yan did not expect that he found Cang Daoyu so quickly, and originally planned to stay here for a few years, and this is only the first day.

"Boy, why are you here, hey, you have so much condensed soul?" The Cang Daoyu said after glancing at the dialect.

"Senior, this junior is here to look for you." Fang Yan suppressed the surprise in his heart, and said to Cang Daoyu.

"Looking for me? What's the matter?" Cang Daoyu was a little surprised. He didn't expect that a Jindan cultivator in dialect would cross tens of millions and come here to find him. Kujiyuan is on the other side of Tianfeng Continent.

Then Cang Daoyu looked at the dialect again: "Boy, it's not easy. The black prison wind has passed for less than three days, and you can enter here."

Seeing that Cang Daoyu was so easy to talk to, Dialect felt relieved and said, "Senior, this junior came to you to ask you to save someone."

"Who needs you to run so far to ask for help? I remember when you stayed with a few Nascent Soul cultivators, including two Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivators."

"Senior, none of my elder brothers can do anything about it, so I took the liberty to come here." After Fang Yan finished speaking, he photographed Yao Guangyue'er.

"En? The golden core is broken? The Six Suns Guiyuan Talisman? This rune is not good enough. You came to me to perfect this rune? It's easy to handle." With just one glance, Cang Daoyu probed the situation inside the two of them. He stretched out his hand casually, several streams of magic power emanated from his body, and instantly submerged into the six runes above the body of the second woman. It's Wannian Jade Emperor Bamboo Shoots.

Dialect looked at all this with his mouth wide open. Is this the method of high-ranking monks?But I didn't want to ask him to do this, but this is too easy, he paused and said: "Senior, I don't know the stability rune, but I want to ask senior to repair the golden core."

Cang Daoyu also discovered his own oolong. Although this rune is not simple, but with the strength of those Nascent Soul monks, it only takes some effort to complete it. How could Dialect come to him because of this? .

Hearing the words in the dialect, Cang Daoyu said: "Boy, it's easy to repair the golden core. As long as you can find a medicine, even if the golden core is completely broken, it can be restored. Don't say that these two little dolls just have cracks. This elixir is hard to come by, even if I want to save it, I can’t.”

Hearing that there was hope, Fang Yan was extremely happy, and immediately asked: "Senior, please explain clearly, what is this panacea, no matter how difficult it is, this junior will definitely find it."

"There are some things that you can't do if you want to. Not to mention you, even I can't find this elixir. Not to mention these, now these two little dolls have stable golden cores, and after tens of millions of years, they won't be able to do it." It won't get worse, you and I have met each other many times, it's also considered fate, come and sit in my cave."

Cang Daoyu has been incomplete in the early years, practicing with all his strength, occasionally dispatched for the sake of the soul, there are not many acquaintances in the cultivation world, only one Lu Nanzi is always tit-for-tat, now seeing the person who helped him get back the soul The dialect couldn't help being kind.

Cang Dao and Shuo met each other many times, which surprised Fang Yan a little. It was only the second time that he met him, so why did he say it repeatedly, did he know that he was in the valley world of the evil formation?
It's just that there is no room for Fang Yan to refuse this kind of invitation from a powerful monk. What's more, Fang Yan doesn't know what can shake Guangyue'er's injury, so he agreed without hesitation. Although he was a little suspicious, Fang Yan I believe that the other party doesn't need to deceive himself at all, not to mention the distraction of Cang Dao and the main body, even his avatar Nascent Soul's late stage cultivation base, can pinch himself to death without a single finger, even the Blood Escape Flowing Light Wing, There will be no chance.

Watching the dialect take the two daughters back, Cang Dao and Mana rolled together, and disappeared from the sand dunes with the dialect.

(End of this chapter)