Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 416 Dove occupying the magpie's nest
From the moment he broke into the great hall on Tairan Star, and then hitched a ride into space, Fang Yan stayed there for several years. After controlling that corner, Fang Yan practiced in Liuguang Wing for nearly 20 years. Over the years, dialect has been thinking about how to get out of trouble.

Unexpectedly, he left like this in the end. The dialect who finally stepped out of the courtyard still couldn't believe it. He escaped from the magic weapon so easily. Looking at the high sky outside and the unfamiliar market around him, dialect regained his composure and hurriedly urged him to leave. He moved away from the courtyard where the two were waiting to stand.

The whole city in front of me is fiery red, and the streets are still the surrounding houses, which are completely made of a kind of fiery red spar. Even when the consciousness penetrates into the depths of the ground, it is this kind of red spar. Such a distinctive feature, Dialect rummaged through his memory, and quickly guessed where he was, Redstone Star?Those two actually brought themselves to Redstone Star?
Compared with Tairan Star, Red Stone Star is much farther away from Great Soul Star, but thinking about the time it took to come here, the dialect is relieved. It took more than ten years to use the magic weapon of starry sky flying away. If you go to Great Soul Star , obviously it won't take so long.

However, this has no effect on the dialect. At the beginning, I went to the inaccessible Tairan star because I didn't want to practice on the big soul star. Now that I came to the red stone star by chance, it made the dialect's wish come true. Here, there is no big sect The disciple has a problem with himself, so he just needs to find a place to practice with peace of mind.

Dialect, who was walking on the street, looked at the monks coming and going around in surprise. Compared with the Great Soul City, it was ten times more lively. After stepping into the realm of cultivation, it was the first time he saw so many monks gathering On a street, although most of them are monks under the golden core, it also surprised the dialect, how prosperous is the practice of Redstone Star?

Suddenly, I felt a wave passing by in front of me, and my heart shuddered.

This kind of fluctuation is not unfamiliar to the dialect. Every city where monks gather will have this kind of fluctuation. It is a means of identification. In fact, this is not a big deal. No, it's only a hundred or ten spirit stones, which are only middle-grade and low-grade.

It's just that if it is found out in this way, it will inevitably attract the attention of the managers here. Dialect has just come out from those two people, and he knows in his heart that these two people can compete with the existence of the Great Distracted Cultivator. It might alarm the high-ranking monks in the city, but if it attracted the attention of the two of them, it would be bad.

Thinking of this, Dialect made a dodge and stepped into a nearby courtyard, at least it would take a while to apply for an identity token.

Relying on the cover of the courtyard's prohibition, Dialect escaped the wave sweep and was about to leave the courtyard when he heard a voice in his ear: "Fellow Daoist, is he just leaving like this? Could it be that Shifeng's place is a market? "

"Huh?" Fang Yan was taken aback for a moment, entered here by himself, restrained his breath, the owner inside was just a Golden Core cultivator, and he shouldn't have found himself, but now he yelled out, it seems that this Golden Core cultivator Cultivators also have some means.

But the dialect doesn't want to compete with others, everything here is unknown, who knows if there will be a Nascent Soul-level master standing behind a Jindan cultivator, or there may be a big sect.

Dialect flashed out of the courtyard, and a divine sense floated in: "Ms. Fang is bothering you."

This sound startled Shi Feng, who was meditating in the secret room of the house: "How could this be? It's obviously only a Void Core cultivation base. How could it be possible to find me so accurately? It's even more like nothing when the shuttle is restricted. Monk?"

Frightened, Shi Feng touched a civet next to him: "It's all you, almost provoked a Nascent Soul cultivator, you are going to kill me, okay, let's go back to the spiritual pet bag."

The dialect who had just left the monk's courtyard suddenly sensed a familiar aura. It was the magic weapon of the palace that he sacrificed and practiced a small part of, so he chased after him?

Fang Yan's heart trembled, his feet were not slow, and his hands were ready to fight. Generally speaking, fighting is strictly prohibited in the city, and there are countless monks around. Under normal circumstances, no one dares to provoke disputes here. The defensive array is not only aimed at the invading monsters, but also has a deterrent effect on the monks in the city.

It's just that as long as there are rules, there must be people who are above the rules. Dialect is not sure whether those two are people who dare to break the rules, but be prepared.

Unexpectedly, those two people passed by him in a flash, without noticing himself at all. After a short time, the dialect passed through the magic weapon of the palace, and he realized that the two of them had left this city of cultivation and were heading towards the distance. Go, soon, the connection between himself and the palace faded away.

"Huh?" Fang Yan was slightly suspicious, and then smiled, although he didn't know why the two left, but seeing them in such a hurry, could they have offended some great person?In any case, I am safe here.

Since the two left in such a haste, Fang Yan no longer worried, and immediately went to the gate of the city and spent a hundred and ten spirit stones to get an identity jade talisman, and then walked around the city for a while.

I searched the dialects of dozens of jade slips, and wanted to find an inn to stay, but I never thought that several inns in a row were full, and there were no secret rooms at all, not even an ordinary room.

After inquiring, Dialect found out that this year is a special year. The Golden Elixir Auction and Yuanying Auction are coming. As early as a few months ago, the secret rooms of the inns in the entire Red Stone City have been booked, and now they want to find a shelter. The only way to find it is to go to Nantou Mountain to find it by yourself. Maybe there is a cave and a half to accommodate it.

No wonder I saw scenes on the street that were much more lively than Great Soul City. It turned out that the auctions of the Foundation Establishment Cultivators were already frequent, but now they were connected to the Jindan Cultivator Auctions, and even the Nascent Soul Cultivator Auctions Yes, no wonder there are so many monks gathered in the city.

The so-called Nantou Mountain is a Wanren mountain peak in the south of the city, surrounded by densely packed caves, dialects are not against staying here, but even this place has already been occupied by people, where there is still half a cave, Dialect even saw five or six monks living together in many caves several feet in size.

Fang Yan suddenly thought of a place to go, and immediately fled down Nantou Mountain, and turned back the way he came. Since Luo Chi and the two disappeared, he happened to occupy the magpie's nest. Anyway, with that magic weapon, even if they came back, he could do whatever he wanted I feel that Luo Chi's courtyard is much more comfortable than these places.

Soon, Fang Yan returned to Luo Chi's courtyard, sensed it carefully, and a flash entered.

"Haha" Dialect laughed out loud, which is really nice.

The reason why he was so happy was not because he had a shelter full of aura, but because he saw a simple and simple talisman floating in front of the door of the secret room.

The dialect consciousness had already scanned the talisman, and it turned out to be an invitation order, an invitation order for the gathering of Nascent Soul cultivators.

Dialect knows what he wants, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to buy it at the auction house. Only by entering the private gathering of Nascent Soul cultivators is the most likely. Originally, Dialect was still a little worried about how he was going to be in this unfamiliar place. To find a guide, but now it is saved.

I don't know whether this invitation is Luo Chi's or that Xue Ran's, there is no signature on it, and now it is always a cheap dialect.

After scanning the jade talisman, the date is still after the Jindan auction and before the Yuanying auction, there is still more than half a year from now, so there is no rush.

Fang Yan waved his hands and set up a phantom formation in the courtyard, not seeking to destroy the enemy, but only hoping that if one of the two did not bring the magic weapon back, this formation can besieged for a few breaths, so that he can leave calmly .

After the arrangement was completed, Dialect released Feng Nu and the two spiritual pets. Feng Nu didn't make much progress, but the two spiritual pets improved, especially Chi Chan, who successfully transformed on the Tairan star, absorbed the fiery red in Dialect's body. The power of the portal has been greatly enhanced, making the purple spirit who has been imprisoning the blood vine feel jealous. It is obviously a monster, but now the speed of absorbing the aura of the fire system is not as fast as that of the pure fire spirit body, which has continued for more than ten years With the continuous absorption and practice, Chi Chan's cultivation has stabilized and surpassed the Queen Bee again.

Fang Yan touched his two spiritual pets, and after comforting them, he plunged into the Liuguang Wing. The spiritual energy outside was strong, but Fang Yan didn't really need it. At this moment, he had already reached the wall of the early to middle stage of the Nascent Soul. In front of the barrier, there is no need to use a strong spiritual energy for a while, and speaking in dialect, since practicing the Cold Mountain Order, he rarely worries about spiritual energy.

Breaking into Liuguangyi's dialect, he flipped his right hand and took out a jade slip, then his spiritual sense penetrated into it, and began to study the situation around the red stone star, at least to find a way to go back to insert the blue star The path is.

A few days later, Fang Yan understood the content of dozens of jade slips, and then put away the jade slips, took out a piece of spirit stone, and his cultivation level reached the barrier, and the power of the soul was far from the ultimate.

It's not that dialect has never thought about the power of the blood vine's soul. Compared with the soul of the blood vine, it is half a point higher than the soul he got from the lock demon tower. It's just that the dialect of the blood vine's soul cannot be collected and refined. Until now, even if Ziling has not If you stop, you can only trap the blood vine in the pill spirit jade, and absorb its body continuously. If you want to extract the power of the soul, it is difficult to rely on the purple spirit.

However, the dialect didn't care too much. The blood vines were just better than the spirits imprisoned in the spirit stone in his hand. For him, the power of these spirits was high enough.

With a burst of mana from the dialect, and a slap with the back of the palm, a pure soul instantly submerged into the sea of ​​dialect consciousness.

What Fang Yan was worried about did not happen, Luo Chi and Xue Ran did not come back, Fang Yan stayed quietly in Liuguangyi for more than a year, and the outside world also passed for several months.

Dialect refined the last ray of soul power in the sea of ​​consciousness, and after savoring it satisfactorily, he opened his eyes and stepped out of the streamer wings.

Counting the days, there will be the Golden Core Cultivator Auction in two days. Dialect has already given birth to a baby. Normally, he should not be interested in the Golden Core Cultivator Auction. I got a few supplementary spirit herbs, so I will naturally try my luck here this time. After all, high-level medicines like Taiyin Purple Martial Pill also need low-level spirit herbs.

Dialect came out of the auction a little disappointed, only two spiritual herbs that he needed appeared, one of which he already had.

Fang Yan, who left the auction site, was walking back when he suddenly realized that he was swept by a divine sense. In this city, it is normal for so many monks to be swept away by a divine sense, but Fang Yan noticed the difference, because This is not the first time this divine sense has swept over him, it was sensed in the auction venue just now.

If it wasn't for the dialect's spiritual concentration far surpassing the other party, it would not have been so clearly sensed, but now, dialect is secretly laughing in his heart: "I was regarded as a fat sheep? But I didn't show anything at the auction, even Xiu Since you have also restrained yourself to the early stage of Golden Core, how can you attract other people's attention?"

There was a crowd behind him, and among so many monks, it was extremely difficult to find the master who had just swept over his divine sense, Fang Yan remained calm and turned two corners.

"Huh?" Fang Yan was dumb, he was actually an acquaintance of his own. After coming to Redstone City, Fang Yan had no dealings with anyone, but he had entered this monk's courtyard in order to avoid the sweeping formation of the moat. For a moment, I didn't expect that I would be targeted by this person again today, but it seems that he didn't recognize me at all, what is his name?Shi Feng?

Shi Feng, who has been hanging dialect from afar, is not talking about something with the pet in his pet bag. It seems that he is very confident in his restraint technique. Seeing the dialect turn a few corners, Shi Feng is not too worried. Care about, still follow from a distance, but unexpectedly, after turning another corner, Shi Feng suddenly heard a voice from beside his ear.

"Are you looking for me?"

"Ah?" Shi Feng was horrified to find that the dialect that was originally hundreds of meters away suddenly appeared by his side. The question just now was almost uttered in his own ear, and he immediately yelled in horror, but He found that there was a faint wave at his side at some point, enveloping all his shouts in it, and even the monks who passed a few feet away could not hear his voice.

Until now, Shi Feng didn't know that what he provoked wasn't an early Golden Core cultivator at all, but a high-level cultivator far surpassing him. He was horrified in his heart, but the expression on his face quickly returned to normal.

"I don't know what senior means?" Shi Feng asked in the dialect with an innocent face.

Seeing Shi Feng's expression, Fang Yan was dumbfounded. This person is a bit clever, and he pretended to be like this under such circumstances: "Shi Feng, you are so bold."

A cold shout came into Shi Feng's ears, but it made the calm Shi Feng change his expression instantly?How did he know his own name?Did I deceive this person when I used this name before?Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could such a cultivator be able to deceive himself.

It's just that the name is true. The senior in front of him must know him. In the current situation, if he wants to pretend to be stupid, he is molesting a high-ranking monk, but Shi Feng dare not pretend to be okay anymore.

In an instant, Shi Feng's heart turned a thousand times, and then he raised his head: "Senior, this junior does have a name called Shi Feng, but it seems that this junior has never met Senior, where did Senior hear it?"

Dialect heard that the co-authored name is also fake, remembering that he used his own name in his own courtyard that day, and actually used a fake name in his own territory, he was very cautious.

Dialect did not explain Shi Feng's doubts, but asked again: "Tell me, why do you continue to spy on me and follow me after leaving the auction house."

Hearing the question in the dialect, Shi Feng's complexion became even worse. At first he thought that he was accidentally sensed by the other party after he came out, and he just had to find an excuse to fool him and it's over. Shi Feng has done such things before. , but the person in front of him actually knows everything about the auction venue, and can lock his own consciousness among so many monks?What kind of cultivation is this.

Shi Feng broke out in cold sweat instantly, and he actually provoked a Nascent Soul cultivator. At this moment, Shi Feng could confirm that the person in front of him must be a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he secretly hated, "Why are you so unlucky? Cultivators pretending to be pigs and eating tigers, first a Nascent Soul cultivator pretended to be a Void Core and entered my yard for no reason, and only a few months later, I met another Nascent Soul cultivator pretending to be an early Golden Core."

He cursed secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to show a look of dissatisfaction on his face, and immediately pleaded guilty: "Senior, it's the lard that has deceived the younger generation, so I ask the senior to raise your hands high." But he didn't expect that the two people who cursed in his heart were actually the same The dialect in front of you.

Fang Yan smiled slightly and looked at Shi Feng, whose expression changed frequently, without saying a word.

"Senior, this junior has sensed that there is a spiritual thing on Senior." Seeing that he couldn't get away without explaining something, Shi Feng immediately said something.

"I know this. I'm just curious. How on earth do you feel things on my body?" Fang Yan still didn't let Shi Feng go. In fact, Fang Yan was really curious. Cang Dao and such a distracted big monk couldn't find out how the one in front of him, who was only in the middle stage of Jindan, could sense it.

"This?" Shi Feng looked embarrassed, but seeing that Fang Yan had no intention of giving up, he also knew that if he didn't come up with an explanation today, he would not want to hang out in Hongshi City in the future, although he didn't believe that Fang Yan would dare to hurt him here. People, but they offended a Nascent Soul monk, even if they thought about it with their toes, they knew that their future life would be difficult.

Shi Feng stomped his feet: "Senior, in fact, it wasn't the junior who sensed it, but the junior's spiritual pet. It's not convenient here. If the senior insists on watching, why don't we talk in another place."

Fang Yan nodded, and followed Shi Feng into his courtyard, just like last time when Fang Yan came, there were still those low-level prohibitions guarding the surroundings.

"Civet beast?" Seeing the spiritual pet that Shi Feng took out, Fang Yan narrowed his eyes, then looked at Shi Feng over there meaningfully, and did not speak again.

(End of this chapter)