Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 579

The skinny man looked cautiously at the three people who stopped him, and with his hands hidden in his sleeves, he waved faintly, which might trigger an attack at any time, and the gray robe on his body also emitted a faint gray glow. A series of strange runes flickered and released bursts of power. Such an inconspicuous gray robe is actually a magic weapon of high rank.

Spotting the skinny man's reaction, the red bald Taoist immediately said, "Don't be nervous, fellow Taoist, we have no malicious intentions."

The red bald Taoist's words didn't make the other party feel at ease. The skinny man didn't answer the words at all, and the fluctuations in his body became more and more obvious. If there was another moment, he would be directly blasted out.

The red bald Taoist and the three of them were not nervous at all. The skinny man in front of him was only a distracted early-stage monk. Fight him.

"This fellow Taoist is a fellow Taoist of the Wu clan?" After a pause, the red bald Taoist stopped talking about other things and asked immediately.

Hearing the Taoist's question from the red bald man, the skinny man finally changed a little, and there was a questioning voice in his nasal voice: "En?"

"It's like this. The few of us got a magic weapon by chance, but it's a witch clan magic weapon. Fellow Taoists, please take a look." While speaking, the red bald Taoist turned over his hand, and a black bone staff appeared in his hand. It was the middle-grade spiritual weapon that the dialect had discarded earlier.

Seeing this magic weapon, the skinny man's eyes lit up slightly. Obviously, this magic weapon aroused his great interest.

Noticing that the skinny man's eyes were on the bone stick and sweeping back and forth, the red bald man and the Taoist priest were not in a hurry at all, they just waited quietly, their faces were calm, but there was a hint of joy inadvertently.

After a while, the skinny man withdrew his eyes, the fluctuations in his sleeves slowed down slightly, but the gray glow on the gray robe did not weaken at all, he raised his head to look at the red bald Taoist, and a slightly hoarse voice thought: "What do you want? "

The end is to cherish words like gold, there is not a single extra polite word, it is very direct.

With just this one sentence, the red bald Taoist can already confirm that the skinny man in front of him is a distracted monk of the Witch Clan. Except for them, there will be no monks who want this bone staff magic weapon so much. It is not surprising that the Witch Clan has such a reaction , Hearing the skinny man's question, the Taoist red bald didn't say much, and immediately said: "I need two drops of witch blood, or two witch talisman puppets."

The skinny man didn't answer immediately after listening, but thought for a while, and after a while, he said: "Okay, two drops of blood essence." He opened his mouth slightly, and the two drops of blood essence dripped into his hands in an instant, releasing a burst of essence. pure energy.

It turned out that the witch's essence blood that the Taoist red bald man said was actually the man's own blood essence. Seeing that the skinny man had already taken out two drops of blood essence without any counter-offering, and now holding it in his hand and looking at him, the Taoist red bald man understood The other party still didn't trust him at this moment, so he threw the bone stick to the other party with a flick of his hand.

The skinny man's expression changed slightly, but he remained speechless. After receiving the bone staff, he probed with his spiritual sense, and then with a wave of his palm, he shot two drops of his own blood at the red bald Taoist. With his cultivation base, even if he wanted to renege on his debt, he would not be able to.

In an instant, the skinny man put away the bone staff, and then resumed his previous expression, staring closely at the three distracted monks of the red bald man, motionless, and even the fluctuations in his sleeves flashed again, a transaction It didn't increase the trust between him and the three distracted monks, and he became alert again just after finishing. From his calm and firm expression, it can be seen that as long as the three distracted monks do anything else, The bombardment of this skinny monk will definitely be released immediately, even if his cultivation level is slightly lower, he will not hesitate at all.

In the ancient battlefield, this kind of situation is common. The familiar monks will betray, and it will be similar to any early distracted monks, let alone the witch clan who is very different from the habits of ordinary monks in the cultivation world. .

After putting away the two drops of blood, the red bald man and the Taoist all bowed their hands to the skinny man: "Farewell, there will be a time later." After finishing speaking, the three of them flew away hand in hand, and disappeared after a while.

Until this moment, the skinny man still didn't relax. After searching around for a while, he went on the road again. Several times of runes flashed, and then wave after wave appeared around his body, and disappeared after a while.

"Red Bald, are you sure?" Du Tianye asked Taoist Red Bald after running away from him.

"It's almost inseparable, as long as it takes a few days to confirm, it doesn't matter if it's not. It's not a loss to exchange that bone stick for two drops of the life essence of the distracted monk of the witch tribe. Let's go and follow." The red bald Taoist As soon as he turned around, he changed direction and flew away.

After a few days of hard work, more than a month has passed in the Senran Scroll, and Fang Yan has refined a few Nascent Souls, and his cultivation has increased a bit. The most important thing is that the black blood drop has been completely refined. Worried that the Fanjue body training technique will fall back to the second floor, and now it has firmly broken through to the third floor, but unfortunately, there are still too few black blood drops, whether it is the power of thunder or the power of the stars, for now The improvement of the Fanjue body training technique is extremely limited. If you want to upgrade to the peak of the third floor, unless you have a lot of black blood drops, don't think about it in a short time.

The body of the Nascent Soul cannot be absorbed and refined one after another. Even if the dialect has a hundred turns of the Cuiying Dan, it will be a matter of the completion of the Nascent Soul. Now the impurities in each Nascent Soul body need to be suppressed by the dialect, and there will be no more in a short time. Absorbed.

According to Fang Yan's wishes, it is natural to stay for a few more days, refine all these Nascent Souls, and leave after his own cultivation has increased by a few points, but now Fang Yan can't stay here any longer. These days, While cultivating, Fang Yan noticed that the rune in his sea of ​​consciousness dissipated a little faster. The rune that he thought would take at least decades or even hundreds of years to fade seemed to be much earlier.

The cultivation base can be increased in the future, but if the life is gone, there will be nothing. How dare the dialect who has discovered this point waste time elsewhere, the most important thing is to go to the depths of Luo Lei Yuan to collect the Gang Lei, fortunately The Fanjue body training technique, which has completely broken through to the third floor, has been tyrannical, pushed to the extreme, and firmly surpasses the defense of ordinary middle-grade spiritual weapons. At least the peach miasma armor back then will not be much stronger than dialect's current physical defense. Of course, Dialect would not subject his body to the bombardment of the Tao Miasma Armor. The Ling Armor could be refined and repaired at any time. Physical damage was not such a simple matter.

Dialect escaped from the gloomy scroll, and suddenly realized that there was a strange fluctuation around the cave he had opened temporarily, and the two spiritual pets he released to guard the surroundings did not notice it at all, even the few warnings he had arranged The formation did not respond at all.

Without the slightest hesitation, Fang Yan immediately activated the Lei Li Ling Armor to protect his body, and then he stretched out his consciousness, trying to find out the source of this strange fluctuation.

But before he found out anything, Fang Yan sensed a wave of power coming towards the formation he had set up, several of which quickly passed through the formation and rushed towards his body, the power of which had surpassed that of Nascent Soul, and instantly In the meantime, Fang Yan pushed the spiritual armor to the extreme, and at the same time pushed the Brahma Jue body training technique to the extreme. To Fang Yan's surprise, this power enveloped him, and it didn't hit him hard. It seemed to be just to scare Scared myself.

While his spiritual consciousness was scanning the surroundings, Fang Yan suddenly heard a slightly hoarse voice in his ear: "You really have practiced the holy formula."

The dialect who heard the voice was terrified. He was lucky before, but now he can confirm without a doubt that the mighty master who just enveloped him is a distracted monk. He did all this without induction, yet he was shrouded in the power of the distracted monk without knowing it. Could it be that he discovered the aura of the Senran scroll?It seems wrong again.

In the blink of an eye, Fang Yan changed many thoughts, but now that the power is shrouded, it may be difficult for him to activate his Thunder Wings, and the owner of this power seems to have no malicious intentions, and he has not directly bombarded him, otherwise he will be killed by Tian Xing The suzerain discovered the aura of the star burial robe, and the dialect would definitely activate this top-grade spiritual weapon for body protection.

"Senior, what is the holy formula?" The dialect that was ready to activate the star burial robe calmed down, and then said to the unknown distracted senior around him. Hearing this senior say that he had practiced the holy formula, What exactly does it refer to, and which set of exercises of my own can be called holy formulas.

Before the answer that dialect was waiting for came, he suddenly felt that the power covering him suddenly receded, and disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

Yep?Before Fang Yan had time to think about the doubts in his heart, another power suddenly enveloped him, but this one was not as polite as the previous one, and directly restrained him. After a short while, Fang Yan suddenly became aware of the power that had just disappeared. It reappeared and became entangled with the previous power. After a short while, Fang Yan found himself, together with the cave he opened up and several defensive formations in it, being carried by these two powers from a depth of several tens of feet to the ground.

"Red bald man, Du Tianye, Luo Yue?" As soon as he showed his figure, Fang Yan sensed a few familiar auras, and then saw familiar figures. There were four people standing around him, and three of them had worked together for a long time There were three distracted big monks with red bald men, and the one closest to him was a skinny monk in gray clothes. Seen from behind, this monk was very thin.

What's going on, why did the Taoist red bald and the others appear here, and who was this skinny monk? Contradictory, but it is not enough to let a few distracted big monks take revenge, but the current situation is that the three of them surrounded themselves and the skinny monk, and the actions of this strange skinny monk showed that they were actually protecting themselves.

(End of this chapter)