Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal
Chapter 697 Dialect Improvement
Chapter 697 Dialect Improvement
"Senior brother Meng Ming, I'm sorry, something happened, it's a bit late."
Half a year later, Fang Yan left the secret realm again and entered the alchemy hall. When he saw Taoist Meng Ming, he felt apologetic. He originally promised to deliver the elixir within three months, but now it was a few months late.
"It's okay, it's been such a long time anyway, the recovery of the younger brother's body is the most important thing." Taoist Meng Ming always thought that Fang Yan had been recovering his spirit, but he didn't say anything.
For Taoist Meng Ming's misunderstanding, the dialect didn't explain anymore, and immediately took out the fifth-grade elixir that he had refined in a hurry, and handed it to him: "Senior brother, this is the elixir, take a look."
After receiving a few jade bottles from Fang Yan, Taoist Meng Ming scanned them slightly, put his backhand away and said, "Junior Fang Yan, are you planning to exchange spirit stones and sect contribution points according to the usual practice?"
Fang Yan paused slightly after hearing the words, and then asked, "Senior Brother Meng Ming, but Senior Mu Qing has something to say?"
"Haha, I know I can't hide it from you. Master is now refining elixir, and it is difficult to summon you for a while, but I have given me the elixir from the past few furnaces. Although I don't know what you want these things for. , but Master has something to say, if you want pill residue, you need to exchange it with your pill, but there is no sect contribution value to get, junior brother, would you be willing?"
Fang Yan replied happily: "Of course I am willing. As long as I have high-level elixir and danza, I will try my best to lose money." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand.
Daoist Meng Ming seemed to have anticipated the decision of the dialect, and with a flip of his palm, he took out a dark messy mass from his magic treasure storage, which exuded a faint aura of spiritual energy, which was very heterogeneous, and it was either Danza or something.
"Junior Dialect, three batches of elixir of the sixth-grade elixir are exchanged for one batch of elixir, and one batch of elixir of the seventh-grade elixir is exchanged for three batches of elixir. If the younger brother thinks it is inappropriate, we will follow the original rules next time."
No treachery, no business, even Taoist Meng Ming, the distracted cultivator of the inner sect of the Tianxing Sect, also showed a bit of treachery at this moment, but he met the dialect who valued Danza far more than his own fifth-grade pill. The cultivator of medicine was a little disappointed, and the dialect didn't mean to bargain with him at all, so he agreed immediately: "Senior brother Meng Ming, you said this, and in the future, as long as you have Danza, you will inform the younger brother."
In terms of dialect's alchemy success rate, although the fifth-grade elixir is not 100%, it is almost the same. Originally, refining elixir was tens of hundreds of times the profit for dialect, but now it can be exchanged for the elixir that he can use. Don't give up, as for the missing contribution value of the sect, at most it's just refining a few more furnaces, but this time it's just a few pills of the sixth-grade elixir, but I'm a little disappointed.
Dialect then shook his head and lamented his greed, bid farewell to Meng Ming, returned to the secret realm of Tianxing, casually threw the danza under the slag of the earth yellow portal, the scum of the spirit stone, and looked at the desolation in his Qiankun pot again, couldn't help but Sighed a few times: "When will it be possible to restore the glory of the past?"
A few months have passed, and the five gates that were originally rich in aura have become dull and indifferent. If it was originally a fertile land, it can barely be regarded as barren now, only a little better than the Gobi desert. Most of the pure aura in it has been absorbed by the Liuguang portal, Taishangyan, the original soil spiritual liquid, and the unknown emerald green in the wooden portal, and the gold-type spiritual thing that was obtained not long ago, all disappeared for nine days. Cheng Jiu, but there is not much mysterious liquid in the water portal. If it weren't for this portal, it would be really desolate.
However, the streaming portal that has absorbed so much spiritual energy is still vague and undetectable. Judging from the present, the loss of dialect can be said to be great. Later, dialect suddenly realized that even these portals can still remain, it seems It is also because of the pickiness of the Liuguang sect, the remaining things are probably auras that it doesn't like, otherwise, if I join hands with Zi Ling, the Taishangyan that I can absorb is less than one-tenth of what that sect absorbs. If it really wanted to, it wouldn't take too much effort to completely annihilate the five portals.
Fang Yan thought about it angrily, but there was still nothing to do. Looking at the streamer portal, it seemed to be a little clearer, but when he looked carefully, he found that there seemed to be no change. If he wanted to know what happened, he might have to find more five elements in the future spirit?
Withdrawing the divine consciousness from the Qiankun Pot, no matter what, it is still on me. Without the abundant aura in the Qiankun Pot, it is good for me to increase my training, but at least there is still a water portal.
Thinking about this, Fang Yan felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and then moved his hand slightly, and a faint flame sprang out. It was the Taishangyan that he had collected together with Ziling these days. With this flame, he wanted to refine Sixth-grade pills can also be reluctantly tried, but now that we have a tacit understanding with Taoist Mu Qing, there is no need to rush to refine higher-level pills, only need to refine several fifth-grade Taiyin Purple Martial Pills as before The elixir is fine, and the sixth-grade elixir should be considered when one's cultivation level is higher.
Arranging two isolation formations at the entrance of the secret room where he was staying, Fang Yan escaped into the magic weapon space again, and then a gleaming spirit stone appeared in his hand, and with the rotation of Fang Yan's body skills, strands of Hongmeng The air burst out from the spirit stone and entered the dialect's body.
In an instant, dialect seems to be in the beginning of the primordial, the sky is like the sky, the earth is like egg yolk, the whole world is yellow and majestic, appearing in the consciousness of dialect.
He has already refined the two kinds of dialects with supreme aura three times. He was not surprised at all, but after a while, he immersed himself in it and began to refine the primordial energy pouring into his body. Suddenly, Fangyan faintly realized that he had already refined it. The two kinds of supreme auras in his body seemed to appear again, the meaning of freedom, the meaning of emptiness, and the meaning of primordial spirit that just flashed out, echoing each other from afar, and it was indescribably refreshing.
Dialect has returned to the low-key life of seclusion and alchemy in the past, and rarely goes to other places except the Tianxing Secret Realm and the Alchemy Palace.
On this day, in a secret room in the Heavenly Star Secret Realm of the Heavenly Star Sect, two men and a woman entered, Daoist Xiang Fei and two distracted monks, a man and a woman. The man's face was still somewhat tired, as if he had just returned from training.
"Brother Xiang Fei, I saw the dialect again a few days ago, and it seems that my cultivation level has improved a lot compared to ten years ago." The female monk said as soon as she sat down.
"Dialect? Is it the Nascent Soul descendant that I met in the Pill Palace back then? No matter how improved it is, it is only the cultivation of the Nascent Soul. It actually embarrassed us that day. We must teach him a lesson when we have the opportunity in the future." Taoist Xiang Fei Before he could speak, another person beside him spoke.
"Senior Brother Zheng Ke, don't be careless. Although that kid is still a Nascent Soul cultivation base, his progress is obvious." The female monk said again.
Hearing the woman's words, Taoist Xiang Fei's expression changed slightly, as if he remembered the cold eyes of the dialect that day, and the reminder from Taoist Meng Ming, the deacon of the alchemy hall, and asked in a deep voice after a while: "Junior Sister Meizhuang, please carefully Tell me, what kind of cultivation is that kid now, it surprises you, a distracted cultivator."
"It's hard to say the specific cultivation level, but if it continues at this rate, it is very likely that in another 50 years it will be close to Yuanying's Great Perfection." Taoist Meizhuang said slowly, his tone very solemn.
"What? Impossible. The last time I saw him, he had just broken through the late stage of distraction. No matter how talented he was, it would be difficult to get close to the Nascent Soul Dzogchen without thousands of years. How could he be close in just 50 years? In the depths of the sect's secret realm, 50 years is nothing more than hundreds of years." Senior Brother Zheng shouted in disbelief.
"I don't dare to believe it, but my spiritual perception wouldn't make such a big mistake." Taoist Meizhuang said again immediately.
Hearing Mei Zhuang's tone, that Senior Brother Zheng also knew that Mei Zhuang was not joking, and after a pause, he said, "Could it be that he has obtained the Supreme Spiritual Qi like us? If that's the case, it is possible that within ten years It’s just that he’s just a Nascent Soul cultivator, and where did he get the supreme aura from?”
Hearing what his junior brother said, Taoist Xiang Fei looked relieved. He didn't know whether he really believed in this statement or he liked to believe in this statement. After a pause, he said: "Supreme spiritual energy? Maybe that's the case, forget it and ignore him. Even if he has a bit of supreme aura, he has already absorbed and refined it in ten years, and it is absolutely impossible to get close to Yuanying Dzogchen within a few decades, the key is to refine the stone of the back earth in our hands first."
(End of this chapter)
"Senior brother Meng Ming, I'm sorry, something happened, it's a bit late."
Half a year later, Fang Yan left the secret realm again and entered the alchemy hall. When he saw Taoist Meng Ming, he felt apologetic. He originally promised to deliver the elixir within three months, but now it was a few months late.
"It's okay, it's been such a long time anyway, the recovery of the younger brother's body is the most important thing." Taoist Meng Ming always thought that Fang Yan had been recovering his spirit, but he didn't say anything.
For Taoist Meng Ming's misunderstanding, the dialect didn't explain anymore, and immediately took out the fifth-grade elixir that he had refined in a hurry, and handed it to him: "Senior brother, this is the elixir, take a look."
After receiving a few jade bottles from Fang Yan, Taoist Meng Ming scanned them slightly, put his backhand away and said, "Junior Fang Yan, are you planning to exchange spirit stones and sect contribution points according to the usual practice?"
Fang Yan paused slightly after hearing the words, and then asked, "Senior Brother Meng Ming, but Senior Mu Qing has something to say?"
"Haha, I know I can't hide it from you. Master is now refining elixir, and it is difficult to summon you for a while, but I have given me the elixir from the past few furnaces. Although I don't know what you want these things for. , but Master has something to say, if you want pill residue, you need to exchange it with your pill, but there is no sect contribution value to get, junior brother, would you be willing?"
Fang Yan replied happily: "Of course I am willing. As long as I have high-level elixir and danza, I will try my best to lose money." After finishing speaking, he stretched out his hand.
Daoist Meng Ming seemed to have anticipated the decision of the dialect, and with a flip of his palm, he took out a dark messy mass from his magic treasure storage, which exuded a faint aura of spiritual energy, which was very heterogeneous, and it was either Danza or something.
"Junior Dialect, three batches of elixir of the sixth-grade elixir are exchanged for one batch of elixir, and one batch of elixir of the seventh-grade elixir is exchanged for three batches of elixir. If the younger brother thinks it is inappropriate, we will follow the original rules next time."
No treachery, no business, even Taoist Meng Ming, the distracted cultivator of the inner sect of the Tianxing Sect, also showed a bit of treachery at this moment, but he met the dialect who valued Danza far more than his own fifth-grade pill. The cultivator of medicine was a little disappointed, and the dialect didn't mean to bargain with him at all, so he agreed immediately: "Senior brother Meng Ming, you said this, and in the future, as long as you have Danza, you will inform the younger brother."
In terms of dialect's alchemy success rate, although the fifth-grade elixir is not 100%, it is almost the same. Originally, refining elixir was tens of hundreds of times the profit for dialect, but now it can be exchanged for the elixir that he can use. Don't give up, as for the missing contribution value of the sect, at most it's just refining a few more furnaces, but this time it's just a few pills of the sixth-grade elixir, but I'm a little disappointed.
Dialect then shook his head and lamented his greed, bid farewell to Meng Ming, returned to the secret realm of Tianxing, casually threw the danza under the slag of the earth yellow portal, the scum of the spirit stone, and looked at the desolation in his Qiankun pot again, couldn't help but Sighed a few times: "When will it be possible to restore the glory of the past?"
A few months have passed, and the five gates that were originally rich in aura have become dull and indifferent. If it was originally a fertile land, it can barely be regarded as barren now, only a little better than the Gobi desert. Most of the pure aura in it has been absorbed by the Liuguang portal, Taishangyan, the original soil spiritual liquid, and the unknown emerald green in the wooden portal, and the gold-type spiritual thing that was obtained not long ago, all disappeared for nine days. Cheng Jiu, but there is not much mysterious liquid in the water portal. If it weren't for this portal, it would be really desolate.
However, the streaming portal that has absorbed so much spiritual energy is still vague and undetectable. Judging from the present, the loss of dialect can be said to be great. Later, dialect suddenly realized that even these portals can still remain, it seems It is also because of the pickiness of the Liuguang sect, the remaining things are probably auras that it doesn't like, otherwise, if I join hands with Zi Ling, the Taishangyan that I can absorb is less than one-tenth of what that sect absorbs. If it really wanted to, it wouldn't take too much effort to completely annihilate the five portals.
Fang Yan thought about it angrily, but there was still nothing to do. Looking at the streamer portal, it seemed to be a little clearer, but when he looked carefully, he found that there seemed to be no change. If he wanted to know what happened, he might have to find more five elements in the future spirit?
Withdrawing the divine consciousness from the Qiankun Pot, no matter what, it is still on me. Without the abundant aura in the Qiankun Pot, it is good for me to increase my training, but at least there is still a water portal.
Thinking about this, Fang Yan felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and then moved his hand slightly, and a faint flame sprang out. It was the Taishangyan that he had collected together with Ziling these days. With this flame, he wanted to refine Sixth-grade pills can also be reluctantly tried, but now that we have a tacit understanding with Taoist Mu Qing, there is no need to rush to refine higher-level pills, only need to refine several fifth-grade Taiyin Purple Martial Pills as before The elixir is fine, and the sixth-grade elixir should be considered when one's cultivation level is higher.
Arranging two isolation formations at the entrance of the secret room where he was staying, Fang Yan escaped into the magic weapon space again, and then a gleaming spirit stone appeared in his hand, and with the rotation of Fang Yan's body skills, strands of Hongmeng The air burst out from the spirit stone and entered the dialect's body.
In an instant, dialect seems to be in the beginning of the primordial, the sky is like the sky, the earth is like egg yolk, the whole world is yellow and majestic, appearing in the consciousness of dialect.
He has already refined the two kinds of dialects with supreme aura three times. He was not surprised at all, but after a while, he immersed himself in it and began to refine the primordial energy pouring into his body. Suddenly, Fangyan faintly realized that he had already refined it. The two kinds of supreme auras in his body seemed to appear again, the meaning of freedom, the meaning of emptiness, and the meaning of primordial spirit that just flashed out, echoing each other from afar, and it was indescribably refreshing.
Dialect has returned to the low-key life of seclusion and alchemy in the past, and rarely goes to other places except the Tianxing Secret Realm and the Alchemy Palace.
On this day, in a secret room in the Heavenly Star Secret Realm of the Heavenly Star Sect, two men and a woman entered, Daoist Xiang Fei and two distracted monks, a man and a woman. The man's face was still somewhat tired, as if he had just returned from training.
"Brother Xiang Fei, I saw the dialect again a few days ago, and it seems that my cultivation level has improved a lot compared to ten years ago." The female monk said as soon as she sat down.
"Dialect? Is it the Nascent Soul descendant that I met in the Pill Palace back then? No matter how improved it is, it is only the cultivation of the Nascent Soul. It actually embarrassed us that day. We must teach him a lesson when we have the opportunity in the future." Taoist Xiang Fei Before he could speak, another person beside him spoke.
"Senior Brother Zheng Ke, don't be careless. Although that kid is still a Nascent Soul cultivation base, his progress is obvious." The female monk said again.
Hearing the woman's words, Taoist Xiang Fei's expression changed slightly, as if he remembered the cold eyes of the dialect that day, and the reminder from Taoist Meng Ming, the deacon of the alchemy hall, and asked in a deep voice after a while: "Junior Sister Meizhuang, please carefully Tell me, what kind of cultivation is that kid now, it surprises you, a distracted cultivator."
"It's hard to say the specific cultivation level, but if it continues at this rate, it is very likely that in another 50 years it will be close to Yuanying's Great Perfection." Taoist Meizhuang said slowly, his tone very solemn.
"What? Impossible. The last time I saw him, he had just broken through the late stage of distraction. No matter how talented he was, it would be difficult to get close to the Nascent Soul Dzogchen without thousands of years. How could he be close in just 50 years? In the depths of the sect's secret realm, 50 years is nothing more than hundreds of years." Senior Brother Zheng shouted in disbelief.
"I don't dare to believe it, but my spiritual perception wouldn't make such a big mistake." Taoist Meizhuang said again immediately.
Hearing Mei Zhuang's tone, that Senior Brother Zheng also knew that Mei Zhuang was not joking, and after a pause, he said, "Could it be that he has obtained the Supreme Spiritual Qi like us? If that's the case, it is possible that within ten years It’s just that he’s just a Nascent Soul cultivator, and where did he get the supreme aura from?”
Hearing what his junior brother said, Taoist Xiang Fei looked relieved. He didn't know whether he really believed in this statement or he liked to believe in this statement. After a pause, he said: "Supreme spiritual energy? Maybe that's the case, forget it and ignore him. Even if he has a bit of supreme aura, he has already absorbed and refined it in ten years, and it is absolutely impossible to get close to Yuanying Dzogchen within a few decades, the key is to refine the stone of the back earth in our hands first."
(End of this chapter)
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