Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 557 Doubt
After escaping Baizhang together with Taoist Wentian and arriving at the location of the three distracted monks, Fang Yan realized that it wasn't the high-level magical beast he had encountered before, nor was it that he had collected any spiritual objects. The distracted seniors are working together to play hand formulas, as if they are urging a formation.

Not long after, there was a slight fluctuation in the place where there was nothing but death energy.

"You two come in, we have to wait here for a while." The red bald Taoist shouted in the dialect, and stepped into the formation first.

Dialect urged Po Huanmu to investigate a little bit, and found that this formation is not simple, it is almost integrated with the surrounding aura, even if there is only a faint shadow in Po Huanmu, this is because the three seniors opened the formation just now Because of the entrance, Dialect can be sure that as long as a few of them enter and close the entrance, this faint shadow will disappear as it did when he came just now. Such a high-level formation must not have been arranged in just a short while. A distracted cultivator was able to arrange this formation so quickly, I am afraid there is no need to ask the dialect and Taoist Wentian for help. If it is not formed naturally, it is prepared by several seniors early.

He had already come here with three distracted monks, and everything was up to the distracted monks, so Dialect didn't worry about anything, and stepped into this formation after everyone.

Sure enough, it is a formation that isolates the breath and hides the figure. After stepping in, there is no trace of death in the space of more than a hundred feet. There was another slight fluctuation, and after a few breaths, the entire formation was completely closed and there was no movement at all.

"Three seniors, are we going to stay here?" Seeing the three distracted cultivators closing their formations and seeming to be ready for a long-term garrison, Daoist Wentian couldn't help asking.

"That's right, the next thing to do is to wait." The Taoist red bald replied immediately without being pretentious.

"Wait? I don't know how long seniors will have to wait. If it's too long, juniors won't be able to accompany you." Although Daoist Wentian's cultivation base is insufficient, disciples from Emperor Wu's lineage have the arrogance of Emperor Wudi's lineage. The same is true for the middle-stage monks who are distracted. It's not that he doesn't want to fulfill his promise, but that he really can't waste too much time. For a monk who is distracted, one word, it is very likely that it will be hundreds of thousands of years. It is impossible for Taoist Wentian, who has already completed Yuanying Dzogchen, to wait for such a long time.

Ask Tian Taoist that he is worried that the time is too long, why not dialect? He did not enter the ancient battlefield to distract the great cultivator, but to go to the Thunder Abyss. Chong San, even if there were three distracted monks beside him who could kill the devil, Fang Yan himself would have no chance of survival. After hearing Taoist Wentian's question, Fang Yan also looked at the red bald Taoist.

"Hehe, don't worry, little friend Wentian, it won't delay your distraction catastrophe, it will take three to two months, at most it will not exceed half a year." , for Taoist Wentian's cultivation level is clear, he knows what Taoist Wentian is worried about, he said with a smile.

Hearing that it only took half a year, Taoist Wentian knew that he was wrong, and immediately said: "It seems that the seniors have already prepared, and the younger generation is more worried. If this is the case, the younger generation will go to practice. When the time comes, the seniors will inform you The juniors are."

After finishing speaking, Daoist Wentian threw a formation plate to cover himself, then disappeared in a flash, and went to practice in the space of one of his magic weapons. I don't know if he is going to refine a new stone of seal up.

"Since this is the case, this junior has also gone to practice." Seeing that Taoist Wentian was so straightforward, Dialect didn't ask any more questions. He randomly found a place to sit cross-legged in this hidden formation, and also threw out a formation. I am shrouded in it, but I didn’t choose to escape into the scroll space like Taoist Wentian. It is not appropriate to reveal the magic scroll, the star burial robe, or even the streamer wings. , although it is not enough to tempt a few distracted monks, Dialect has to be careful, and the Qingyun giant sword, a middle-grade spiritual weapon that has been revealed, has no magic weapon space for cultivation at all.

The days are fleeting, and it has been nearly a month since the dialect refined and absorbed the body of a vulture, bird, and beast Nascent Soul. He opened his eyes and looked around. There was no change between the formation and the initial stage. Taoist Wentian still has no figure, only a formation covering the other side, and the three distracted monks are sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed, not sure if they are cultivating or cultivating.

Dialect looked around, but he didn't get up, so he was ready to continue refining and practicing. The effect of the Nascent Soul Body of the sixth-order monster beast was still remarkable. The obvious increase, if all these dozen or so are refined, it may not be possible to improve the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul by [-]% in the later stage. It is equivalent to hundreds of years of hard work, but it can be achieved so easily now, but only Only a cultivator like Dialect who possessed the Hundred-Turn Pure Infant Pill dared to continuously refine so many Monster Beast Nascent Souls without any scruples.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and speak in dialect, he suddenly noticed a slight fluctuation from the hidden formation where he and the others were. , Other formations are fine, but this formation is originally to hide the body shape and breath, why does this high-level formation have such fluctuations.

"Senior Red, there was a little fluctuation in the formation just now, for some reason." Fang Yan didn't try to guess, and immediately asked the red bald Taoist. He could feel it in dialect, but how could the three distracted monks not feel it.

"It's okay, this formation is not perfect, there have been slight fluctuations all the time, but only for a moment, you don't have to worry about dialect friends." The red bald Taoist opened his eyes and said slowly when he heard the dialect words.

"Oh, that's how it is." Hearing that Taoist Hong knew about this matter, Dialect didn't ask any more questions, but he couldn't help but wonder why the person who had existed for a long time and was able to arrange such a formation didn't take away this hidden danger. Eliminate.

Dialect without much thought, then took out a monster beast Nascent Soul, clenched both hands to activate the exercises, and began to absorb and refine.

This time, it was not as peaceful as before for a month, but ten days later, the red bald Taoist exclaimed suddenly in Fangyan's ears: "Why did this ghost appear?"

Fang Yan opened his eyes and saw the three distracted monks staring at the outside of the formation, with a look of shock on their faces. What could shock the three distracted monks so much, Fang Yan quickly turned his eyes Throwing in the direction they are paying attention to, through the formation, they can see a huge gray shadow passing by the invisible formation of themselves and others. It is too big and surrounded by death energy. Seeing a shadow in the shape of a skirt swaying in the gray shadow, it took a few breaths of effort to disappear from the concealment formation, slightly estimated to be tens of feet in size, what kind of monster is this?
The frightened dialect immediately asked the three distracted monks for advice. The red bald man still stared outside and did not speak, but Du Tianye replied, "This is a mature ghost female beast, which is comparable to a mid-stage monk." He also didn't look back, still staring outside, as if to see if the monster would appear again.

ah?The dialect couldn't help but be secretly startled. The dialect is not clear what kind of monster the ghost mother beast is, but the existence of a monk who is comparable to the middle stage of the gods can still understand the dialect. Doesn't it mean a seventh-level or even an eighth-level monster?Judging from the expressions of the three seniors, it seemed that they were very afraid.

After a while, the gray shadow did not appear again, and the three distracted monks relaxed, looked away, and sat down again.

"Red bald man, Luo Yue, do you think this monster is coming towards us? If it is really coming towards us, it will be a little troublesome." Du Tianye said immediately, his tone lacking confidence.

"It's not coming for us, it should just be passing by, otherwise it wouldn't be so easy to leave." After thinking about it, the red bald Taoist said.

The other two listened to the words of the red bald Taoist, and seemed to accept this statement, and they stopped talking, closed their eyes and started to practice again.

It just didn't work out as expected, but three days later, another wave appeared outside the formation, this time it wasn't a monster, but a group of black shadows flashed outside.

"Fellow Daoist Hong, there seems to be something wrong. The last time I stayed for a few months, no monsters were so close to the formation. Why did monsters come so close this time? Although these famous fish and beasts are not of high rank, But it's also extremely difficult." A Taoist Luo Yue who didn't say much said suddenly after the group of black shadows dispersed.

The red bald Taoist also frowned and was thinking about it. He also wondered why things happened like this. It might be a coincidence once, but it was a bit unusual to happen twice in three days.

After thinking about it for a long time, the red bald Taoist said: "Wait a few more days, anyway, it will still be some time before the door appears, and then we can take a look and draw conclusions."

Things became more and more wrong. For several days in a row, there were gray shadows passing around the formation, and even outside the formation, they directly encountered conflicts and killed each other. Three distracted masters who were in the hidden formation Although the monks and the dialect couldn't see the situation outside because of the death energy, the violent fluctuations couldn't be hidden from everyone. It was clear that there were seventh-order monsters with comparable godly cultivation levels that were slaughtered outside, until more than ten days later they went outside. Calm was restored.

At this time, no one said that these monsters were passing by, but no one knew why these monsters came here, and whether it would affect the next actions of the group.

"Three seniors, I thought of something, I don't know if it's right." The dialect who had been paying attention to the surroundings with the three distracted monks suddenly said.

Hearing the dialect's words, the three distracted monks all cast puzzled eyes at the dialect: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter)