Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 641
Hearing what Lu Songzi wanted to tell the ancestor, Gu Sangzi and Taoist Qiyang paused for a moment, then nodded after thinking for a while.

As for Ling Jianhe not nodding or shaking his head, just watching the other people communicate, the situation at this time is still beyond her expectation, Baihuamen does not have the ancestor that the other three people talk about, there is Bilingjian Hexiu in Baihuazong She is a higher senior sister, but she is not higher than the first line, and she will definitely not be the opponent who just met that person in the blue ocean. The only thing Baihuamen has to do now is to restrain the disciples of the sect and wait for the forces of the major sects to finally come back. the result.

Not long after, the four of them urged their magic weapons to fly away in all directions.

Not long after that, the disciples of these sects in the entire Cheli Realm received even stricter orders, absolutely no one is allowed to enter the Ocean of Blue Falls, and the Hundred Flowers Sect gathered their own sects back to the periphery place.

When receiving the summons from the Zongmen, Xiyan was still going in and out of the spirit veins repeatedly. In a few days, although she did not collect any spiritual objects like rock pieces, she also harvested a lot of top-quality spirit stones. Just coming out from above the spiritual vein again, Xi Yan looked in the direction where the dialect was, and she couldn't help shaking her head when she saw that the dialect was still busy there.

Two days ago, Dialect, who had been unable to get it, asked Xiyan for help two days ago. Xiyan finally knew what Fangyan had been doing. It turned out that he was catching a sword light, and Xiyan could also see that the quality of that sword light was extraordinary. , It seems to be transformed by the top-grade gold-type spiritual thing, but there is only a little bit of this illusory sword light, and there is absolutely only a trace of the main body.

The addition of Xi Yan did not resolve the matter. Dialect still failed to capture the sword light. The sword light seemed to be able to sense the range of the phantom star technique, and turned away whenever it approached. After several attempts, dialect Still busy alone, no longer asking Xiyan for help.

In Xi Yan's eyes, dialect is really difficult to understand, seeing that Fang Yan is unwilling to give up, when she has been busy, she even tried to persuade her, but dialect just thanked her for her kindness, but it remains the same.

From Xiyan's point of view, for the dialect who is wearing the high-grade spiritual weapon star burial robe, this trace of spiritual objects does not seem to be so valuable, even if it is refined into the flying sword after obtaining it, such a trace is absolutely impossible to make the middle-grade Upgrading a spirit weapon-level flying sword to a top-grade spirit weapon is nothing more than making the flying sword sharper. Instead of spending so much effort, it is better to collect some spirit stones. Of course, such high-level gold-type spirit objects are extremely difficult to buy. However, if one seeks help from a high-level refining master, it may not be impossible to improve the quality of the flying sword.

What surprised Xiyan a little was that this sword light seemed to be very interested in the two spiritual pets of dialect. In the past few days, dialect has been using the two spiritual pets as bait and Jianguang as a fish to catch , but I don’t know if I can catch it in the end. At this moment, when I received the summon from the sect, Xiyan swept it away slightly, and then took it back. The place where I am now is fine. After putting away the jade talisman, Xi Yan randomly set up a defensive warning formation, and then escaped into the space of a magic weapon of her own to recover.

The dialect in the distance is still restrained, motionless, sensing his two spiritual pets hundreds of feet away in front of him. Regarding Xi Yan's thoughts, although the dialect didn't ask, he can guess roughly. Jianguang's body, after a few days of continuous testing, the dialect's judgment is not much different from Xiyan's. If there is no reason for the Qiankun Pot, the dialect will definitely not be chasing it all the time.

In Xiyan's eyes, this sword light is just a trace of spirituality, but the dialect is clear, as long as it is captured and placed in the gold portal in the Qiankun Pot, there will be ten traces and hundreds of traces, as long as it is combined with enough gold It is a spiritual energy supplement, and it will last until it is exhausted. If you just collect it by yourself, without the condensing of the Qiankun Pot, how can you have so much Taixi soil, and then you have such spiritual things as the original soil spirit liquid, and Among the remaining sects, although the growth and changes of high-level spiritual objects are extremely slow, after all, they are constantly growing and condensing, and it is unknown whether they may condense higher-level spiritual objects than the original soil spiritual liquid in the future.

After a few days, Fang Yan has already grasped some of the patterns of the appearance of the sword light. It seems that one of his two spiritual pets is attracting him, and Dialect doesn't care which one is the only attraction. Tian wanted to introduce the sword light into the Senran scroll but failed. Whenever the critical moment came, the sword light would fly away and flicker in the distance.

After failing to rely on Xiyan's phantom star technique to work, Fang Yan could only try again and again patiently, but was only a hair's breadth away several times. Unfortunately, he still failed, but Fang Yan was not discouraged. After several experiences, Fang Yan believed that he would definitely There is a chance to have this sword light in his pocket, as long as his interest in his two spiritual pets does not diminish.

A few hours later, Xiyan flew out of the magic weapon space, and heard wild laughter in dialect over there, and couldn't hide the excitement in it, Xiyan shook her head again, and then flew away.

"Fang Yan, finally caught?" When he got closer, he saw Fang Yan's face full of joy, and asked immediately.

"Not yet, but it will be caught soon. Senior Xiyan should go to collect the spirit stone first. We will leave here in two days and continue to kill the devil." Fang Yan said in a clatter.

Knowing that the dialect has the Star Burial Robe, but Xi Yan has never seen the scroll of the dialect. Hearing the words of the dialect, she only thinks that the dialect trapped the sword light into the space of the magic weapon of the Star Burial Robe, although she is a little surprised. I didn't want to hide it from the agile sword light, but I didn't ask too much. After all, it was about a high-grade spiritual weapon, so it was not good to inquire like this, and the two of them hadn't gotten to know that well yet.

Watching the dialect recovering cross-legged, Xi Yan flashed and fled towards the direction of the spirit vein again. After a short while, a stream of pure spiritual energy came up with the fluctuations, and then dissipated. Obviously, Xi Yan once again passed through the ten thousand Qian Jianguang, set foot on the spiritual veins, and started her journey of searching for spiritual stones. Although the daily harvest is decreasing day by day, no matter how few are above the spiritual veins, it is no better than killing monsters to get spiritual stones. Harder.

Dialect, who had recovered a little mana, arranged a simple formation at random, and a dodge disappeared from the spot, and then appeared in the magic weapon space of the Senran scroll.

Seeing the sword light moving back and forth in a room of Senran Palace, Fang Yan did not go to collect it immediately, but sat down cross-legged and continued to recover mana. Now he is trapped in the Senran scroll. This place can still go through the air, and Fang Yan can only admit that he is unlucky. This magic weapon can trap even a distracted monk, but Fang Yan does not believe that the sword light transformed by this spiritual thing can escape. Outside it It is like a dragon in the sea, but here it is a tree without roots, and water without a source, only waiting to be harvested by oneself.

As dialect expected, after a few hours in the magic scroll space, when the refreshed dialect walked towards that room, the sword light was no longer as agile as before, and was shaking slightly against a wall.

The dialect is not polite at all, and immediately activates the kung fu. Senran Scroll is a magic weapon for dialect sacrifice and practice, and it is useless to bombard and kill, but now it is easy to capture a strange spirit in the space of one's own magic weapon. After half an hour, under the pressure of dialect, this sword light had no room to move, and was trapped in the square inch by dialect. The light slowly stabilized, and finally the light dissipated, turning into a golden light and falling into the hands of dialect.

The dialect searched a little, did not recognize the origin of this golden awn, and did not look into it any more, escaped from the Senran scroll, and then threw the golden awn into his own Qiankun pot without dialect urging, just entered the Qiankun pot The golden awn was directly sucked into the gold portal by a huge force.

Under the attention of dialect's spiritual consciousness, the five portals suddenly changed, and the five spiritual lines shot out from each portal, and then entangled together, just like when dialect collected the source of thunder, a colorful spirit The thread appeared in the Qiankun Pot, but the colored thread dissipated that time, but the one in front of it became stable.

Dialect immediately penetrated the spiritual consciousness into the five portals, huh?After a while, the dialect showed some doubts, and suddenly found that the several portals that had never communicated with each other actually communicated along the colorful spiritual lines. It seemed that the power in each portal was circulating, and the bridge was the colorful spiritual lines that had just been condensed .

Aware of this changing dialect, I was overjoyed immediately, let’s not mention other things, the dialect has always wanted to completely collect Taishangyan, but for so many years, I have no way at all, not as good as Ziling, the purple The spirit of the constant furnace is more effective. Now that there is this spirit line to separate and circulate the power of Taishangyan, it will be much easier in the future.

Overjoyed, Dialect began to carefully investigate the changes of the Qiankun Pot again, and soon discovered the difference. When the five portals first appeared in the Qiankun Pot, Dialect realized that there was a faint connection between the five portals. It's just a barrier that isolates his own exploration. Now that the spiritual line is stable, Dialect suddenly realizes that the barrier is suddenly much weaker, but it's still not feasible for him to explore it later.

After probing for a while, Fang Yan withdrew his attention. He was still in the car at this time. If he wanted to collect the refining Taishangyan, he should make plans after returning to the sect. Now collecting the best spirit stones, killing the devil is the first priority. Immediately, the dialect shouted, urging the Dawu sword array to blast towards the spirit veins.

Dialect didn't know, just after he threw Jinmang into the Qiankun Pot, the moment he condensed the colorful spiritual lines, there was a sudden fluctuation in a hidden place in Xuanlan Domain. There was such a reaction at the time of the original source, but this time the fluctuation was more intense and lasted longer. No one noticed it last time, but this time it caught the attention of several ancient beings.

(End of this chapter)