Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 540 Arena
Arriving in the Xuanlan Domain, Fang Yan already knew that spirit stones are worthless. A teleportation array costs hundreds of spirit stones. The best quality. The inn takes a few pieces of spirit stones a day. Distracted monks should have it, and no Nascent Soul cultivator would use the teleportation array on the road like dialect, and even stayed in the secret room of the inn for more than ten years, which cost other Nascent Soul cultivators dozens of years. Years or even hundreds of years of income are nothing compared to the 10,000+ spirit stones spent in less than half a day in dialect today.

After entering the ancient battlefield, there are dangers everywhere, and the place where the dialect wants to go is not the periphery. Only when you are fully prepared can you enter it. Generosity does not mean that the dialect is wasted. The goal of the dialect is very clear, which is to be able to play a role in actual combat. Things that are useful, things that are temporarily unused, no matter how high the grade is, dialects will not buy them.

After making a lot of purchases, Fang Yan looked at the remaining 10,000+ spirit stones on his body, and then looked at his own gains. He bought a lot of things, which are considered top-level items for Nascent Soul monks, but Fang Yan thinks about what he wants I am still a little dissatisfied with the place I went, but there is nothing I can do. There are better things without the recommendation of the distracted monks. Even if there are spirit stones, I can’t buy them. I can only win by quantity. The remaining 10,000+ spirit stone dialects I don't plan to spend it. Although there is no market in the ancient battlefield, there will be monks who will sell the items in their hands. It is hard to say how many spirit stones will be used at that time.

Put your mind away and leave this shop. Opposite is a magnificent palace. The entrance is very busy with people coming and going. It is not a shop, but the famous central arena in the city of the Emperor of War, where many monks compete. The place is also the only place where martial arts can be used in the City of the Emperor of War. Under the oppression of such a strong aura of war, countless monks compete to enter it every day to fight, most of them are Nascent Soul monks, that is, those who rely on war The Nascent Soul cultivators who cultivated in the breath of the soul, there are also some great distracted monks who make moves, but every time the distracted monks fight, it will cause a great sensation, and today it seems that there is no such thing.

Dialect noticed that the central arena is not for fighting with others. In addition to providing a fighting arena, the central arena has another function, which is to allow monks to contact each other to form a team. When it comes to understanding each person's strength, there is no place better than This place is more suitable. Entering the ancient desert battlefield is no better than other places, and there is no guarantee that you can go back and forth safely. Even the powerful distracted monks and distracted mid-stage monks will come here from time to time to find partners. All of them are monks of the same rank.

Ever since cooperating with Tie Yahan and the others in the East China Sea, and almost falling under Liu Rufeng's design, Fang Yan never wanted to cooperate with strange monks, but when he came here, Fang Yan was no longer willing, and knew that cooperating with others was the best choice , not to mention anything else, although the dialect has only come out a few times in these years, every time I leave the secret room of the inn, I can meet a distracted monk who is seriously injured and returns from the outside. Those who came back from the battlefield were still like this, let alone a Nascent Soul cultivator in Fangyan, who had to know that the place where Dialect was going was the thunder abyss that ordinary distracted monks would not dare to go deep into.

Having been here for so many years, Fang Yan walked into this magnificent palace for the first time. As soon as he stepped into the central arena, Fang Yan noticed a completely different atmosphere from the outside, the fighting spirit, the strong fighting spirit, the same Here, it is not like the voices of tasting and commenting in various shops, but the voices of challenges, cheers, and scolding. There was a huge booming sound from the Internet, the sound of magic weapons and spells colliding with each other, and the sound of various methods bombarding the shield of the fighting platform. All the sights and sounds fell into the eyes and ears of the dialect, and there was only one word "chaotic"

Dialect has never been here before, and never thought that it would be so noisy here. Thousands of monks gathered around each fighting platform, shouting and dancing wildly, as if they were more noisy than the monks on the fighting platform. He still needs to be passionate, and the monks who fight on the fighting platform are not what he thought before. They are real battles, life and death fights. After entering for a while, Fang Yan saw more than a dozen monks being dragged from the fighting platform When they came down, their bodies were completely destroyed and their souls were gone. The audience who saw such a scene seemed to cheer the winners on the stage even more passionately. Here, all the monks were like the most primitive beasts.

"Dialect, this is the real arena. In the past, I couldn't figure out why those people were so crazy, and they didn't hesitate to die like this. After going through the cultivation world, I now understand a little bit." Feeling puzzled, Taoist Hu, who was hidden in his magic weapon, quietly spread his consciousness.

"It's always been like this? This is a good place." Fang Yan quickly saw the benefits of this place for practitioners. Here, you don't have to worry about the influence outside the fighting arena, you can focus on the opponent in front of you without any distractions, and life and death can only be achieved by fighting. To stimulate the deepest potential of a monk, just as those losers were being dragged out, Dialect also saw a few people showing signs of breakthrough on the fighting platform.

"Well, some people come here to fight with others in order to break through the realm, and there are many people who have spent their lives fighting in the arena. Fighting is also a practice. Not only the city of the Emperor of War, but also many other cities of monks, but not here. Enthusiastic." Daoist Hu is also observing the surroundings, and at the same time introducing to the dialect.

"If I have a chance to come back, I will stay here for a while." Fang Yan suddenly felt a little regretful. Over the years, he should have come here earlier to have a look. All kinds of exercises and methods, all kinds of understanding of Xuanlan's domain, and most of the dialects come from Hu Daoren, but now it seems that it is still much narrower.

"This is quite possible. With your strength, even if you don't have the Star Burial Robe, you can hardly meet an opponent among monks of the same level. Not to mention anything else, just winning the gambling rewards is not a small amount of income."

Dialect did not say any more, raised his head and looked around, and finally saw a fighting platform in the far left corner, which was different from the others. It was an area without a defensive shield, and it was not two people fighting on it, but a huge one. Jade bi, like the auction house displaying lots, scrolls and displays line by line of messages, which is where the recruiting team is located.

Just under the fighting platform, many monks also gathered on it, chatting in low voices in small groups.

Dialect walked through the noisy area and came to this slightly different fighting platform. He looked up at the messages displayed on the jade disc above. They were all messages from some teams looking for partners. The requirements were very clear. Good at martial arts, a little special will require gender.

Dialect looked carefully for a long time, and found that if he just wanted to go to the Ancient Desolate Battlefield for some experience, he could find a team to join at will, but if he wanted to go deep into the Ancient Desolate Battlefield, or even go to Luo Leiyuan, there was no team up.

Looking around again, Fang Yan knew that he had come to the wrong place. The monks around him had just been promoted to the late stage of Nascent Soul just like himself, and most of them were still at the peak of mid-stage Nascent Soul. Close to the Great Perfection, not to mention the great monks who are distracted, how dare these people go to the depths even if they go to the ancient battlefield.

Presumably, those Nascent Soul Dzogchen monks already have regular partners, even if there is a shortage of people, there will be familiar monks joining, and they will not come here to release any news at all.

When Fang Yan was thinking about where to find a partner, he suddenly heard exclamations from the people around him.

"If you want to find a monk who is proficient in formations, those who are interested can enter the eighth box."

"Big distracted monk, there is actually a big distracted monk here to announce the news."

Distracted monk?Dialect immediately looked over the jade bi, and a message flickered slightly, the content was what the monk just read out.

"Hu Taoist, only distracted monks can use the box?" He still didn't understand the dialect, so he immediately asked Hu Taoist.

"It's not the box, it's the message itself. Except for the distracted cultivator, no one's news can stay there forever. That's it, you are proficient in formations. If you can accompany the distracted cultivator, it will be even more important." It's safer, but I don't know where they are going, whether it is in the direction of Luo Leiyuan." Taoist Hu also found this message, and immediately said in dialect.

Hu Daoist’s words were still ringing in his mind, and Fang Yan noticed that countless monks around him were rushing towards the No. The matter of senior gods is good for you."

Hearing these shouts, Dialect couldn't help being a little funny. If one or two were like this, maybe they were really capable, but so many hundreds of Nascent Soul monks shouted like this, when did mastering the formation become so superficial? Shaking his head, Fang Yan also followed and headed there, no matter what he had to see if it was suitable, Taoist Hu was right, if the direction was right, of course it would be much better to cooperate with the Great Distracted Cultivator than the Nascent Soul Cultivator.

What surprised Fang Yan even more was that with the continuous spread of this news, most of the many monks who had been paying attention to the fighting skills on the fighting platform all went towards Box [-]. When Fang Yan came here, he found that there were already gathered There are no less than a thousand monks.

There was chaos outside, and the three monks in Box No. [-], two men and one woman, were also watching the outside through the array. Seeing such a commotion, one of them was a bit dumbfounded, and turned to the other and said: " Red bald man, do you really think you can find a monk who is proficient in formations here?"

"Maybe there will be. You don't want to find another distracted fellow to share things."

"Hey, it's a pity that Daoist Ruo Chi hasn't recovered from his injury last time, otherwise why would we have made such a bad plan."

(End of this chapter)