Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 345
Dialect also knew that it was wrong for him to rashly activate the Flowing Light Wing. The fluctuations just now showed that he had obviously entered the territory of high-level spirit beasts. In addition to the coercion he saw when he was on the ground, it was possible for such a high-level monster to appear. The soul beast will definitely not be near the monk sect.

Flying so aimlessly, maybe I just landed and entered a territory or even a cave of the same high-level soul beast, but the fluctuation just now was too violent, if I touched it, I would just brush it aside , I can't stop my injured body.

Urging the Flowing Light Wings to fly away for twenty breaths, it should be millions of miles away from the ground just now, Fang Yan put away the Flowing Light Wings, sacrificed the flying sword, and after a little identification of the direction, he flew forward slowly, placing the two A spirit pet was also released, and they were much more sensitive to the breath of high-level monsters than dialects.

Flying around a mountain peak, Fang Yan can confirm that there are no high-level monsters hiding here, and the strongest aura is lower than his two spiritual pets, so he falls down.

Only recovering one's own strength is the greatest guarantee. Dialect opened up another underground cave and began to practice with his eyes closed.

After more than ten days, Dialect has finally recovered to [-]% of his strength, and there are still some inadequacies that need to be warmed up, which cannot be done in a hurry, but the five breaths are still circulating slowly, which is better than Fangyan himself predicted. Recovery is much earlier.

Dialect emerged from the ground, stood on the top of the mountain and looked around. If he wants to leave here, he must first determine where this place is. After looking around for a long time, Fang Yan's eyes froze, and there were two lights flashing over there. , it should be the light activated by the magic weapon, it is dozens of miles away from here, as long as you can find a monk, it will be easy.

Fang Yan sacrificed his flying sword and fled towards the place where the light had just emerged. A few miles away, Fang Yan stopped and saw a group of monks hunting soul beasts below.

Three late-stage monks urged the magic weapon in their hands to besiege and kill a soul beast. Dialect could tell at a glance that the soul beast was very powerful. The beast shouldn't be something these three people can resist, but the situation in front of them is that the three people suppressed the soul beast tightly.

Dialect didn't go to disturb them, but quietly watched their hunting methods. After a while, he discovered the way. The three of them teamed up to have a very clever combination attack technique, which made every attack on the soul beast The power has been nearly doubled.

After another half a quarter of an hour, with a tragic cry, the soul beast collapsed, and the three slightly excited monks put away the magic weapon and stood up to recover.

Suddenly one of them, the cultivator who had already condensed the emptiness, tightened his expression, and stretched out his hand to put the corpse of the soul beast in front of him into the universe bag. At the same time, a light flashed beside him, and a petite spiritual pet appeared. Barked a few times at the place where the dialect was, and the foundation-building cultivator raised his head and shouted: "Who?"

In such a wilderness, it is normal for strange monks to compete for the prey of monsters and beasts. The heart of defense is indispensable. Just as this monk shouted, the other two also sacrificed their flying swords at the same time, exploring the surroundings, and two rays of light surrounded them. In a flash, two more spiritual pets appeared, both of which were equivalent to the cultivation base of foundation building, and the emptiness core in their bodies had not been completely condensed.

Dialect touched his nose and was discovered?That spiritual pet is not simple, it is comparable to Ji Feng's elephant-nosed dolphin.

Dialect is not afraid of being discovered, originally planned to show up, but let others drink it, it is always a bit awkward, isn't it.

"The three friends are polite." Dialect floated down and bowed his hands in salute, while revealing a little bit of breath.

Seeing that the dialect breath is stronger than the three of them, but they are not vicious, but also polite, the hostility of the three eased a little bit, and the monk Xudan who just yelled and asked, cupped his hands and said: "I have met fellow Taoist, but I don't know why you are hiding Spy on the three of us?"

Be polite, these words are not polite at all, I feel that my aura is still like this, it seems that I have something to rely on, is it relying on that set of combined attacks?
Fang Yan said with a helpless smile: "Fellow Daoist misunderstood, Fang got lost, and came here after discovering the mana fluctuations of several fellow Daoists, and wanted to ask about the surrounding situation."

get lost?The person who can warn the soul cat is at least a Golden Core cultivator. Will a person with such a cultivation level still get lost?The three of them were very skeptical about the words in the dialect, but they didn't refute them. Even if it was true, it wouldn't change anything just because of a mere sentence.

"I don't know what you want to know?" Brother Xudan asked noncommittally.

Dialect also saw the expression of the other party, and ignored it, as long as he could understand where this place is convenient: "If it is convenient, can you give me a map, or tell me where there is a teleportation array, Fang Grateful."

"Teleportation Formation? That's only available in the sect's land. I can give you a copy of the map, and then." Hearing that Fang Yan's request was nothing more than that, the Xudan cultivator stretched out his hand and threw a jade slip to Fang Yan. When you go to a comprehension market, you can buy it without spending a few spirit stones, so it is not a valuable item.

Dialect took the jade slip and scanned it. The map in the jade slip was only ten thousand miles in size, and it was very general if it was ten thousand li away. Dialect quickly knew that the place he was in was called the Gulu Mountain Range, but what is the Gulu Mountain Range? Which sect is the closest, but this jade slip is missing, but at least I know the location of a cultivation market, which is thousands of miles away from here.

Fang Yan handed the jade slip back to the Xudan cultivator: "Thank you, fellow daoist, Fang will leave."

Seeing that the other party was wary of him, after the dialect probed the jade slips, he bowed his hands and said goodbye, raised his flying sword and headed towards the cultivation market.

"Boss, is that person really lost? Seeing that he is fleeing towards the alfalfa market, his speed is really fast. He must be the great monk of Jindan."

"Don't worry about him, second child, third child, hurry up and recover your mana. In addition to this stupid wood spirit beast, the prey this time is enough for the three of us to practice for a few months. After recovering mana, we will return."

Hearing this tone, there are three brothers. If this is the case, it would be rare for all three brothers to be late-stage Foundation Establishment monks.

With a distance of thousands of miles, it didn't take long for Yujian to fly. Half an hour later, Fang Yan stood outside the cultivation market.

Without a map, you will never notice this place if you just fly through the air. Not to mention that the small cultivation market is hidden in the mountainside of a mountain, and there is a phantom formation outside the entrance, completely covering the entire market. Although the formation is general, but the location is ingenious, and it is difficult to find it if you are not close.

Turning to break the illusion, the dialect crossed the illusion, and saw the cultivation market in the middle of the mountain. There is no attic, and all the shops are made of caves. As I expected, this is just a small market. Similar to the scale of Tiangui Market, the people who come and go are Qi-refining and foundation-building disciples. The exercises they practice are very messy. The person with the highest cultivation level, who was cultivated in the late stage of foundation establishment, had faint traces of void pills in his body.

Wang Shifang, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly noticed a noise in his cave, opened his eyes and found a monk standing in front of him at some point, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Wang Shifang has met seniors." In such a situation, how could he not know that the other party's cultivation base is far higher than his own, at least he is also a Jindan senior, and such people cannot be offended, although he does not know why he suddenly came to this remote group he manages. I don't know why he entered his cave, but Wang Shifang still asked very respectfully, and didn't mention the other party's entering without asking.

The person who came was naturally speaking in dialect. He glanced at Wang Shifang and said without hesitation, "Your name is Wang Shifang? Are you a sect disciple?"

"This junior is a disciple of the Great Machine Sect, responsible for guarding the alfalfa market, which is the market outside."

"Oh, the Great Machine Sect? Does the Great Machine Sect have a teleportation array?" Fang Yan had never heard of such a sect, and there was no such sect in the jade slips he had browsed before. It should be a sect with Mo Lingzong. The same small sect, but I still asked a question in dialect.

"Senior, the Great Machine Sect is just a small sect, and there is no teleportation array. The nearest teleportation array is going to the Wantian Sect, which is 10,000+ miles away from here."

"Oh? Do you know where the Wantianzong sect is?" Fang Yan was overjoyed, and finally found out where a teleportation array was, but Wantianzong himself had never heard of it.

"Well, this junior has never been to Wantian Sect." Speaking of this, Wang Shifang noticed a slight change in the expression of the dialect, and hurriedly said: "How about this, junior will take you to my Great Machine Sect, and the Great Elder has been to Wantian Sect." Tianzong."

Yep?Fang Yan listened to Wang Shifang's words, thought for a while, and agreed, "Okay, as you say."

"Senior, please wait a moment, I'll go and make arrangements." Wang Shifang confessed to the dialect, and a divine sense came out. After a while, another little monk came in from the outside. He was only at the early stage of foundation establishment. I was also surprised by the extra dialects.

Wang Shifang didn't explain the origin of the dialect to him. In fact, he didn't know the origin of the dialect either. He just explained a few things about the cultivation market and let the little monk leave.

"Senior, when are you leaving?" Wang Shifang asked respectfully in dialect after sending the little monk away.

Seeing Wang Shifang arrange things neatly, Dialect admired it very much, and said: "Everything is packed? Then let's go, tell me which direction the Daji Sect is and the approximate distance."

"Six thousand miles to the northwest." Wang Shifang only said this sentence, and he realized that he was swept up by a wave of mana, and a spatial fluctuation flashed by him. When he opened his eyes again, he was surprised to find that When he was outside the gate of his own Daji Sect, he looked at the dialect beside him, and he was overwhelmed with shock. He only thought that he had brought disaster to the sect. Thousands of miles.

When the matter came to an end, it was too late to regret it now, so Wang Shifang bit the bullet and said, "Senior, please come with this junior."

(End of this chapter)