Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 347
Just when the dialect was about to leave the Great Machine Sect, Wang Shifang who came out suddenly said, "Senior, this junior wants to ask senior one thing."

"En?" Fang Yan looked at Wang Shifang.

"Shifang, tell me what you want. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to find this place." Dialect said, no matter what, he had accepted Wang Shifang's affection, and he wanted to give him some benefits, so it doesn't hurt to listen. If you can help, you can help, if you can't, let it be.

"Thank you senior, Shifang wants to ask senior to save Master." Hearing the words in dialect, Wang Shifang said immediately.

"Your master?" Fang Yan was a little puzzled. Wang Shifang was already a monk who was close to condensing the void core in the late stage of foundation establishment. How could his master be a golden core monk, so he asked himself for help?What's more, the Great Elder just now, in terms of cultivation base, is not much inferior to himself, if he would ask an outsider like himself for something, could it be that he is also fighting within the sect?
Wang Shifang seemed to have guessed what the dialect was thinking, and said, "Senior, it's none of the elders' business, Master's injury, neither the first elder nor the two elders can do anything about it."

"En? Where is your master, and what kind of injury did you suffer?"

"Senior, come with me. Master has been in seclusion since he was injured, and he hasn't come out for more than a year."

Fang Yan followed Wang Shifang towards a side peak inside the Daji Sect's gate.

Wufeng, the great elder of the Great Machine Sect who had just entered the secret realm, detected that the dialect did not leave, but turned to the side peak together with Wang Shifang, and smiled wryly: "Hey, Shifang can be considered filial, but the three of us can't do it because of the injury. Although the strength of this dialect cannot be seen through, it is definitely a golden core, let him try it, otherwise Shi Fang will not give up." After speaking, he withdrew his divine sense, closed his eyes and continued to practice.

Fang Yan followed Wang Shifang all the way, exploring the formations around him. They were all extremely simple formations, and if he broke them by himself, he could break through them without counting breaths.

Soon, Wang Shifang stopped at the entrance of a stone cave, took out a jade talisman, and shot it into the cave.

After a few breaths, the formation at the entrance of the stone cave spread out, revealing the passage.

"Senior, please follow me." Wang Shifang stepped into the cave first, then stood and waited for the dialect.

Seeing this, Fang Yan knew that Wang Shifang was showing that there was nothing tricky in the cave, and he was worried that he would become suspicious, so he couldn't help laughing in his heart. Not to mention that the entrance of the cave was restricted, even the entire cave had already been investigated, and the injured monk inside had already been sealed. In the consciousness of the dialect, it is not the Golden Core cultivator guessed by the dialect, but a Void Core cultivator.

He didn't say anything in dialect, and followed Wang Shifang into the cave, only a dozen feet deep, and saw a gray-clothed monk sitting cross-legged on a bluestone slab.

"This fellow daoist, Shifang is reckless, please forgive me." The monk in gray didn't get up, but apologized to the dialect, in a tone that didn't have much hope for the arrival of the dialect.

Dialect glanced at him and said, "It's okay, did you fail to form the alchemy?"

The grey-clothed monk smiled wryly and said, "Shifang must have told the fellow Taoist, this kid." But he didn't know that Shifang hadn't had time to say this yet.

Fang Yan could clearly see the injury in his body with just a glance. He had already seen that there was a foreign object in the dantian of the monk in gray. Dan.

Dialect doesn't have the ability to make people form alchemy out of thin air, but if he heals this hidden wound, it's not difficult: "Fellow Daoist, is it because of your hidden wound?"

As soon as the dialect words came out, the grey-clothed monk's face changed slightly. His apprentice Shifang would never tell others casually about this kind of thing, but the person in front of him could tell it just by looking at it. Could it be that the apprentice really brought a Expert?
"If you want, I can help you get rid of this hidden wound. If you don't want to, just ignore me." Fang Yan said after a pause.

"Senior, can it really be removed?" The gray-clothed monk hadn't answered, but Wang Shifang exclaimed. Originally, he was just asking for the dialect with a vague hope, but he didn't expect that there would be hope.

"As long as your master is willing to let me do something, it's not a big problem." Sensing Wang Shifang's feelings for his master, Fang Yan was moved and said patiently.

"Master?" Wang Shifang shouted to his master excitedly.

Seeing his apprentice's excited expression, the gray-clothed monk sighed and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

After hearing the words, the dialect didn't ask any more questions: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, as long as you relax."

The grey-clothed monk only felt that Fang Yan put his right palm on his shoulder, and then a force entered his body, flowing down the meridians, and entered his dantian after a while. Entering the dantian, wouldn't that mean putting your life in the hands of others?Subconsciously, he wanted to use his mana to resist, but was horrified to find that his mana had been imprisoned at some point, and he couldn't mobilize it at all.

The horror of the grey-clothed monk didn't last long. After a few breaths, he felt his body relax, and he regained control of the mana in his body. He jumped up with a whoosh, and looked at the dialect with a wary face.

"Master, are you alright?" Wang Shifang didn't know what happened just now, he only saw his master jumping up easily, so he shouted loudly.

"Ah?" The grey-clothed monk noticed that his body felt relaxed for a while, and quickly probed in with his spiritual sense, and soon found that the foreign object in his dantian had disappeared, and he no longer had to use most of his mana to suppress it.

At this moment, he didn't know that it was dialect that saved him, and he didn't dare to talk about friendship with his peers, so he said repeatedly: "Thank you, senior, Sun Yu."

"Master is really healed, is he really healed?" After Wang Shifang confirmed that Master had recovered, he let out a sob and murmured uncontrollably. Mana stopped his movements, and he couldn't get off even with all his strength.

"Senior, Shifang is very grateful to senior for saving Master, otherwise, Shifang will never feel at ease for the rest of his life."

After listening to Wang Shifang's nagging words, Fang Yan realized that his master was injured because he saved him, and it was also because of this injury that the alchemy failed. For this, not only others blamed him, but he himself blamed himself , who was originally No.1 of the three generations of disciples, he gave up his sect cultivation and exiled himself to the alfalfa market.

After a while, Wang Shifang and his master Sun Yu regained their composure. Looking at the dialect in front of them, the master and apprentice were a little embarrassed. Sun Yu had the hope of forming an alchemy again, and anyone would be excited, but Wang Shifang let go of his heart. A boulder is even more understandable.

After calming down, Wang Shifang suddenly said to the dialect, "Senior, in fact, there is a legend on the mainland. It is said that there is a passage leading to other continents."

"What? There is still access?" Fang Yan was taken aback when he heard the words, didn't the Great Elder tell him everything?

"En, Tongtian Valley." Wang Shifang said with certainty, and after he finished speaking, he seemed to think of something, and secretly glanced at his master.

Hearing his apprentice's words, gray-clothed monk Sun Yu asked a little strangely: "Could it be that senior wants to go to other continents?"

"Yes, I'm going to the Soul One Continent where the Great Soul City is located." Fang Yan said casually.

"Hey, senior, don't listen to Shifang's nonsense. It is impossible to reach other continents now. It is said that there was a teleportation array in ancient times, but it has disappeared for a long time. The Tongtian Valley is just mentioned in an ancient book of the sect. Shifang This kid always likes to go to weird places, if it wasn't for his hobby, I wouldn't have to wait for seniors to help me."

Hearing his master's words, Wang Shifang felt sad for a while, but no, if he didn't break into a dangerous place at will, how could he drag his master into injury, almost damage his foundation, and be unable to form alchemy.

The dialect didn't care: "Oh, where is the Tongtian Valley? Is there anything wrong with it?"

"Senior, which classic only mentioned such a place, but didn't mention the real place. It just said that there is a space-time passage in it, and it didn't mention where it leads." I talked about what I knew, but in fact there was nothing but one statement.

Inexplicable space-time channel?Don't say that you don't know where it is, even if it's right in front of you, unless you have to, Dialect will not step into it now. It's luck to get out of the turbulence of the void once, and if you don't know what to do if you go in, you're looking for death.

After hearing what the gray-clothed monk said, Fang Yan only thought that he had learned more, as for going, he would not go. Today's dialect is not as reckless as when he first stepped into the cultivation world. There are many dangerous places in the cultivation world. Even more terrifying than a high-ranking monk.

"Master, it's not just what you said. In fact, I also read in another classic that another senior from our sect really entered Tongtian Valley." He is very persistent in anecdotes and strange things, even though he has suffered a lot because of them, and even hurt others, but everyone has their own good, and this exploration of strange things seems to be Wang Shifang's hobby of cultivation.

"Shifang, can you make me a copy of the contents of the Tongtian Valley in the two classics you mentioned." Dialect is a little interested, even if you don't go, it's always good to know more things, maybe Some useful things can really be found in these sect classics.

"Senior, don't be so troublesome, you can just take it and read it. This kind of classic is not a sect's practice. I have always had copies here." After finishing speaking, Wang Shi conveniently handed several jade slips to Fang Yan.

Scanning the dialect for a while, I found that not only the Tongtian Valley just mentioned, but also many other similar myths and legends, Wang Shifang dared to think that he had the same interests as him, and came to him to offer treasures.

After a while, Fang Yan handed Wang Shifang's jade slip back.

Seeing that the dialect meant to leave, Wang Shifang handed another jade talisman to the dialect: "Senior, take this communication talisman. If you need anything in the future, you can come to me directly. If you can't handle big things, you can run errands or something." .”

Fang Yan smiled and took the messenger jade talisman handed over by Wang Shifang, and cupped his hands towards the master and apprentice: "You two, we will meet later."

Immediately, a flash of light flashed, and Fang Yan escaped from the Daji Sect.

(End of this chapter)