Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 408
After subduing Qi Ling, many pictures flashed in Dialect's mind, among which the Qi Ling in front of him kept flashing. Dialect asked a few words casually, and Qi Ling told Dialect all about his past, even if it didn't say anything, It doesn't take much effort for the dialect to probe.

Dialect knew a lot of things, Qi Ling didn't know if this was where the Qingdan Sect's mountain gate was, but he knew that at least this was the Qingdan Sect's site, because it had seen many Qingdan Sect monks, teachers, elders, and disciples.

At the same time, the dialect also knew that this artifact spirit had its own name, called Ziling, and that pill furnace was called Ziheng furnace. Originally, this pill furnace was the same as all the other pill furnaces, and it was a top-grade treasure. At that time, it was just a tool soul, and its cultivation was only in the early stage of foundation establishment.

At that time, monks came here to refine elixirs every day, and there was never a single day of rest.

I don’t know how many tens of thousands of years ago, one day, the headmaster and elder of the Qingdan Sect suddenly took away the spirit weapon level pill furnace here, and no monks came in after that. At the beginning, these weapon souls were just quiet. Staying in their own magic weapons, silently absorbing the power of the earth fire, until tens of thousands of years later, one day, after the alchemy furnace where Ziling was located and the other alchemy furnace absorbed enough earth fire, they were promoted to spirits. Tool, and Zi Ling and the tool soul in the pill furnace also became tool spirits.

After many tens of thousands of years passed peacefully, by chance, Zi Ling devoured one of the souls of those pill furnaces.

After discovering that devouring device souls can rapidly increase their cultivation, it didn't take long for five device souls to be devoured by two device spirits, and not long after, the two device spirits who could not resist their instincts fought, and the last survivor was It was the purple spirit who had devoured an extra weapon soul before.

In the long years that followed, the Purple Spirit had nothing of the same kind to devour, but this place was originally a place for alchemy, full of fire-type aura, and after slowly absorbing it for hundreds of thousands of years, its cultivation base also gradually increased. One day, He also mastered the control method of the underground fire-gathering formation, which happened tens of thousands of years ago.

The earth fire aura that originally supplied seven alchemy furnaces is now only supplied to one. With the fire-gathering formation, it can provide endless earth fire aura for it to cultivate. Its cultivation base has improved by leaps and bounds, surpassing the tens of thousands of years before it by hundreds of thousands. Years of growth, from the late foundation establishment period to the current Nascent Soul middle stage, and the pill furnace that resides has also absorbed countless fire-type auras. More than ten thousand years ago, it has transformed into a middle-grade spiritual weapon, and the original purple color has also changed. It became the bright yellow color it is today.

After knowing this, Fang Yan also felt admiration for this weapon spirit. He has practiced for hundreds of thousands of years, from a little fire spirit to the current Nascent Soul cultivation base.

With Zi Ling's assistance, Fang Yan received the pill furnace without any resistance, and the remaining pill furnaces fell into Fang Yan's hands without any effort.

There are seven alchemy furnaces in total, five top-grade treasures, one low-grade spiritual weapon, and the last one is the middle-grade spiritual weapon that just subdued Qi Ling.

"Master, don't you intend to collect high-level pills?" Dialect, who was about to leave here, suddenly received a fawning message from Qi Ling, and realized that Qi Ling, who realized his situation, was much more well-behaved than before. They are all under the control of the dialect master, and they don't dare to think about any ideas.

"Huh? Are there any high-level pills here?" Fang Yan asked immediately.

"Not here, Danku is elsewhere." Zi Ling said again.

"I'm going out to investigate." For Ziling who has already been subdued, Dialect did not criticize him any more. In the future, he will be able to refine medicine and even fight with the help of this Nascent Soul Artifact.

"Why does the master need to go out, you can go in directly from here."

"Huh? How can I get there?"

"The Sovereign Order is on the master. With it, you can come and go anywhere in Qingdan Sect."

"Sovereign Order? You mean it?" Fang Yan stretched out his hand and threw the Pill Spirit Jade from the Qiankun Pot. The Pill Spirit Jade that was several feet high flipped up and down cheerfully, and ripples spread out in all directions. Blocked by the Qiankun Pot, Dialect realized that there was a deeper connection between Danling Yubi and countless things around him, and many restricted spaces appeared in his consciousness instantly.

"Don't master know that this is the suzerain's order?" Zi Ling was also excited after seeing Dan Ling Yubi, but she couldn't help showing doubts.

Dialect naturally didn't know that this was the suzerain's decree of the Qingdan Sect, but he knew it now, but he hadn't fully practiced the jade bi, even if he sensed those restricted spaces, he seemed to have no way to go directly.

"Master, take a break, let Ziling take care of you." The Ziling in the Ziheng furnace made a sound again. It has good eyesight, and knows that the dialect's cultivation is not as good as it's. Eager to do meritorious service, he jumped out immediately, unexpectedly, but this time surprised Dialect.

"Can you activate the Pill Spirit Jade Bi?" Fang Yan asked immediately.

"This, I haven't urged it, but I have seen the suzerain urged it many times before." Zi Ling said a little embarrassingly.

"Okay, then you have a try." Fang Yan waved his hand, took the Ziheng stove out of the Qiankun pot, and saw Ziling emerging from the pill stove, and made a hand formula against the pill spirit jade.

Dialect couldn't help but blushed, Zi Ling's alchemy hand formula was much smoother than his own.

Afterwards, Zi Ling's hand formula was not known in the dialect, but it could be seen that it was in the same line as the previous alchemy hand formula, and presumably it should be something in the restriction that he had not untied.

After a while, Fang Yan noticed that Zi Ling was struggling a little, and immediately waved his palm, and a stream of pure mana poured into Zi Ling's body.

With the help of the dialect, Zi Ling's aura rose, and after playing a few more moves, the Dan Ling Yubi burst into light, and the dialect instantly sensed that several space passages lead to several restricted spaces, as well as the The power of time and space, the breath of elixir, the breath of magic weapon, and the breath of spiritual grass.

Overjoyed, the dialect immediately collected the Pill Spirit Jade Bi and Ziheng Furnace, and then stepped into the restricted space that sensed the breath of the pill.

Sure enough, as Zi Ling said, with the Pill Spirit Jade Bi, he can directly reach the restricted space without having to go through the layers of restrictions. Thinking about the ancestors of the Qingdan Sect back then, they never expected the supremacy of their own sect. The Sovereign Order will fall into the hands of outsiders one day.

As soon as he stepped into it, Fang Yan sensed the fluctuations from the restriction outside, Jiang Yong?

Dialect didn't care who was outside at this moment, his eyes had already cast his eyes on the whole row of medicine racks, although it was similar to that in the Peach Miasma Forest Cave Mansion, he only saw an empty space at first glance, but there were several grids in it. , Fang Yan saw the forbidden and sealed jade box, Fang Yan immediately passed over, no matter what grade of medicinal pill, it was swept away, and then flashed out.

Soon, the dialect swept away the other halls, but it was not as Jiang Yong and the others thought before. There are a lot of treasures here, and the highest-level items in each hall have been taken away. The things left here are at most used for the cultivation of monks in the Nascent Soul stage, and none of the dialects that help to distract the mind have been found. Item of the highest order.

After Fang Yan plundered all the things he could get, he returned to the hall where he took the alchemy furnace. He got out of the restriction from here, and after a while, he walked out of the hall and went back outside.

When he came out, he saw a somewhat depressed Shi Luoshan.

"Fang Yan, did you find anything?" Shi Luoshan asked aloud when she saw Fang Yan come out.

"Oh, I found a few pill stoves." Fang Yan reached out and took out four pill stoves, all of which were of the highest grade of treasures.

Fang Yan didn't want to arouse Jiang Yong's suspicion because of this. In the other halls, there were no fights. The alchemy hall he went to had undergone fierce fighting. As long as he went in, he could see the clues.

"The alchemy furnace of the highest grade treasure? It's not bad, I only found some low-level spiritual grass." He also took out more than a dozen spiritual grasses, all of which were fifth-level spiritual grasses, and the grade was not low, but Compared with such a magnificent hall, it is a bit out of harmony.

Dialect, however, already knew what Shi Luoshan had harvested, and even these spiritual herbs were left to Shi Luoshan by dialect.

"Jiang Daoyou hasn't come out yet?" Fang Yan asked immediately.

"Brother has gone to that hall over there." Shi Luoshan pointed to the farthest hall and said.

Fang Yan looked along, and knew that Jiang Yong had entered a hall where the magic weapon was originally stored, and thought to himself, Fellow Daoist Jiang, you are still going to be disappointed.

After a while, Jiang Yong came back with a gloomy face. He didn't seem to have gained anything. When he saw the dialect and Shi Luoshan's things, his eyes moved a little, and then he said: "Jiang is not talented, and he didn't find anything. Once these things are divided, let's leave."

Shi Luoshan only thought that her senior brother won good things and was unwilling to give them to Fang Yan, but Fang Yan knew that Jiang Yong was telling the truth.

Jiang Yong, who didn't take out anything, was embarrassed, and he didn't like these things in front of him. Soon, Dialect distributed the two pill furnaces to Shi Luoshan, but he got a few spiritual herbs.

The spiritual fields below, the three of them gave up after a little exploration. There are a lot of spiritual herbs, all of which are second- and third-tier spiritual herbs. , Jiang Yongshi Luoshan is thinking that this place will become the place of the sect in the future, and these spiritual herbs can be distributed to low-level disciples for cultivation.

Until now, there is no trace of Hualang Mountain. Even Jiang Yong felt uneasy. The platform where he waited for others to come in was not a too hidden place. Hualang Mountain in the late Yuanying period should have discovered it long ago. That's right, even though he came in by means of the dialect, Jiang Yong's method would definitely open the passage. It has been several hours now, and there is no trace of Hualang Mountain, which is very strange. .

"Let's go." Hua Langshan waved his hand and walked towards the gate first.

As soon as he stepped out of the portal and came to the platform, Fang Yan sensed a huge fluctuation, and activated the broken illusion, and found that the stone platform where he and the others were standing was surrounded by blood vines again, without revealing a single gap. And that fluctuation came from the outside.

"Everyone is going to die." An obscure wave of consciousness spread into everyone's consciousness.

"This is it?" Fang Yan was shocked, the aura exuded from this spiritual consciousness was a bit stronger than that of Hualang Mountain before, but it didn't look like a monk, could it be a high-level soul beast?
Jiang Yong and Shi Luoshan's expressions also changed drastically. They also felt the enormous power contained in that aura just now.

The fluctuations outside came from time to time, and soon, Jiang Yong said: "It's Hualang Mountain."

What is it that can fight for so long with Hualang Mountain, which is close to Dzogchen in the late Yuanying period, so that he has no chance to break through these blood vines and step on the stone platform.

And now the owner of that aura seems to have noticed the three people on the platform, the surrounding blood vines are constantly tightening, and soon the three people felt the huge pressure.

The best place is to return to the cave, the coercion must not be able to pass through the restricted space and affect the inside, otherwise the three of them would not feel it until they came here.

The three of them had the same thoughts, and at the moment when they were about to go back, Hualangshan's voice suddenly came over: "Fellow Jiang Yong, fellow Daoist Shi Luoshan, if we don't come out to cooperate, we will all die. It won't be long before this blood vine It will penetrate the restriction and enter it, even if you hide in it, you will not be able to escape."

Blood vine?Is it blood vine?The three people who heard Hualangshan's voice were even more surprised. The blood vines are hard to deal with. When they came in, the three of them had already experienced it, but it was definitely not to the point where Hualangshan could feel despair. Moreover, Hua Langshan's tone seemed to point out that the blood vine had its own thinking.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yong didn't care to go back to the cave, and shouted: "Let's kill." He took the first shot, sacrificed his seal of suppressing wilderness, and killed him outside the platform with a big halberd.

Shi Luoshan seemed to have thought of something, with a look of panic on her face, and then followed her senior brother to go out. At this time, she did not forget the dialect, and shouted: "Fang Yan, keep up, if you don't go out, you will really die , unless a monk like Master comes, there is no way, I hope we can kill it."

Only the dialect is unknown, so I just looked at the expressions of the two, especially Shi Luoshan, knowing that what they said must be true, and immediately urged the defense to follow.

What is it that can make Hua Langshan say those words and make Jiang Yongshi Luoshan show that expression? Soon Fang Yan saw it.

Jiang Yong urged the halberd to cut a crack in the blood vines surrounding the platform, and the three escaped under the majestic aura of the Great Seal.

As soon as they stepped out of the platform, the three of them saw Hualang Mountain in a state of embarrassment, and an extremely thick blood vine opposite him, which was several feet thick and thousands of long, was fighting against Hualang Mountain. There was a figure flashing on top of it, seeing the three people who appeared, this figure made a hoarse voice intermittently: "You are all going to die." It was the breath just now.

What the hell is this? Dialect was startled, but Jiang Yong's voice was heard in his ears: "Is it really bloody vine?"

"Hua wouldn't be able to tell such a lie. If you hadn't met him, how could you have made it so easy." Hua Langshan responded while urging the flying sword in his hand to resist the ubiquitous blood vines.

At this time, the surrounding blood vines had already attacked the three of them, and in an instant, everyone was caught in a melee.

The dialect hadn't figured out how the blood vines could still condense their spirits, but Jiang Yong's voice came out again: "Junior Sister Shi, take care of yourself, I'll go to help Hualang Mountain."

Immediately, his seal of suppressing wilderness shrank back, tightly wrapped around his body, and moved towards the huge blood vine, exposing Shi Luoshan and dialect.

"Fang Yan, get closer to me, and release all your subordinates. If we can't make it through, we will only perish. I hope that senior brother and Hua Langshan can kill that blood vine."

While speaking, Shi Luoshan threw out a silk handkerchief, and a beam of light with a radius of one zhang covered the dialect and herself. However, compared with Jiang Yong's Great Seal of Suppressing the Wilderness, the defense power of this silk handkerchief was much lower. Soon, tiny blood vines pierced in and were cut off by Shi Luoshan.

Fang Yan released both Feng Nu and the Queen Bee with a flick of his hand, and kept beheading the blood vines that pierced into the light, and at the same time he did not forget to ask: "Fellow Daoist Shi, what exactly is this congealing blood vine? Why is there such power all of a sudden?"

While urging her own magic weapon, Shi Luoshan said in surprise, "You don't know about plant elves?"

"Ah?" I have never heard of the dialect, but when I was still in the pawn shop, I read many ghost novels, among which there were many tree spirits and flower demons. After stepping into the world of cultivation, I have never encountered them. Haven't even heard of it.

Finding out that dialect is really unknown, Shi Luoshan passed a divine sense to dialect, and then concentrated on activating the magic weapon to kill the blood vines, while not forgetting to pay attention to the battle situation between Jiangyong and Hualangshan over there.

After receiving the message from Shi Luoshan, Fang Yan was really surprised, there is such a thing?It turns out that not only people can cultivate to become monks, birds and beasts can cultivate to become monsters and soul beasts, even spirit grass and spirit wood can also cultivate.

It's just that compared to humans and birds and beasts who are born with spiritual consciousness, the cultivation of spiritual grass and spiritual wood is much more difficult. 90.00% of them will fall or be killed by demons before they develop spiritual wisdom. Beasts are directly devoured, or destroyed by various natural disasters, or they may be picked or refined, or alchemy.

However, if a spiritual grass monster has cultivated to the level of the blood vine in front of it, it will be much more terrifying. It has already survived the condensed thunder, and when its cultivation is stable, it will be comparable to the great monk of the gods, or even the great monks of the gods. It's much more difficult.

Fortunately, this blood vine has not been through the thunderstorm for a long time, and its cultivation is far from solidified. Its current aura is only slightly higher than that of Hualang Mountain, and far inferior to that of the Great Distracted Cultivator. Even if the four of them are the same as above, plus the subordinates in dialect, they are not the enemy of this blood vine.

While digesting the news that he had never heard before, Dialect defended his surroundings. Suddenly, Zi Ling's voice came from his consciousness: "Master, there is still me."

Dialect, however, forgot that Zi Ling had just been subdued, and he still had such a Nascent Soul-level existence under his command, who was higher than himself. Hearing Zi Ling's words, he immediately released it.

(End of this chapter)