Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 746 Come With Me

Although Xiji City is located in the border area, it is not very big, but there are quite a few monks coming and going, but their cultivation level is a bit poor, and there is no distraction when looking around, which is somewhat similar to the Canglan City of Cangyun City.

Dialect looked around casually, and after a few steps away from the inn, he stepped into the auction house diagonally opposite, and took out a jade talisman to send out a message.

"Senior, are you here? Senior, please, these days there is no auction of the elixir that senior wants." After a few breaths of time, a monk at the beginning of the Nascent Soul ran a few steps from the inside to Fang Yan, full of enthusiasm With a bit of flattery, he is the deacon that dialect used pills to make friends with before. Just by looking at this expression, he also knows that the pills he got from dialect last time are very effective.

"Well, originally I was waiting for an opportunity. I didn't come here for this matter. Now I have to give you one more task. In addition to tempering the elixir of Nascent Soul, help me pay attention to something. If it’s too bad, don’t take it.” Fang Yan was not too polite to him, and after following the early Yuanying monk into a secret room, he immediately ordered, and at the same time took out a jade bottle with his backhand and gave it to the monk.

After receiving the jade bottle from the dialect, the monk put it away carefully, and then his face became more enthusiastic. After thinking for a while, he suddenly said loudly: "Spiritual fire seed? There are two kinds of spiritual fire auctions in this auction. I don't know if I can get into the eyes of seniors."

"En? What kind of spiritual fire is it? Do you have a list?" Fang Yan didn't expect the news to come immediately, so he asked immediately.

"Senior, wait for a moment." The Nascent Soul Deacon folded his hands and retreated, but after a while, he came back and handed a jade slip to Fang Yan.

Sweeping away the dialect's consciousness, he immediately showed a disappointed expression. There are spiritual fires, Yinyanyan and Fenlinyan, which are rare spiritual fires in the eyes of ordinary Nascent Soul monks, but these spiritual fires are far from too shangyan High-level, but it is not good for oneself to improve the quality of Taishangyan.

Dialect soon knew where he was wrong. There were many items in the list in the jade slips, and there was nothing he liked at all. Jicheng is not a place where high-level monks come and go. Most of the people gathered here are Nascent Soul monks. Even if there is a spiritual fire that is not much different from Taishangyan, it is absolutely difficult to appear in the auction here. Finding a suitable spiritual fire here is a bit delusional.

Immediately, Fang Yan thought that the matter of the elixir that he had asked the deacon Yuanying to pay attention to was a waste of effort. He remembered that the deacon patted his chest and said that he had said that [-]% of it was because of the elixir he sent, so it was true. There have been hundreds of reincarnations of Ziying Pills appearing here, and it may not have appeared hundreds of thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago.

Fang Yan shook his head, smiled wryly, and then handed back the jade slip in his hand to Deacon Yuanying: "Thank you for the news, fellow daoist, but these spirit fires are not suitable."

Although the deacon's cultivation base is low, his vision is not bad. He knew immediately that the things at his auction could not be read in the dialect, and he took advantage of others one after another, but he has not made corresponding contributions. He was a little embarrassed and smiled embarrassingly. Said: "Senior, it's really rare to see a fire-type spiritual thing in Xiji City. The appearance of two kinds of spiritual fires this time has been rare for decades."

"I don't blame you, well, go ahead, I'll take a look." As for this Nascent Soul deacon, Dialect didn't pay much attention to it. What he needs is only noticed by the late Nascent Soul or even distracted cultivation. Things, now it's hard for him to pay attention to him, a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, seeing the expression of Deacon Nascent Soul, he waved his hand and said in dialect.

Hearing the words in the dialect, the Nascent Soul Deacon also knew that he should step down: "Then the younger generation will step down first. There are a few fire-type spirits, but there are quite a few gold-type spirits. Many seniors of the late Nascent Soul even The Great Distracted Cultivator will also come to Xiji City from time to time, if the senior sees something here, you can inform the junior, as the junior still has a little face here."

Seeing that the dialect was no longer answering, Deacon Nascent Soul immediately withdrew, but when he was about to leave, he seemed to think of something again, stopped suddenly and said: "Senior, if you want to find a high-level spiritual fire, there is You can go to a place to see, but if there is really a high-level spiritual fire, the juniors can't be sure."

"Huh? Where?" Dialect asked tentatively.

"Black Black Mountain?"

"Heiwu Mountain? What is this place?"

"A strange place, just tens of thousands of miles outside the West Pole City, close to the border of chaos, an area surrounded by gray mist, it is said that there will be high-level fire aura from time to time, many people who want to collect high-level spiritual fire The monks will go there to try their luck, but there are very few who gain anything, because few people dare to go deep into it."

Hearing this, Fang Yan became somewhat interested, and then asked: "Tell me, what's going on, some people went there to collect the spirit fire."

Seeing the interest in the dialect, Deacon Yuanying said again: "Actually, the juniors are only listening to rumors. The monks under the middle stage of Yuanying dare not approach it at all. Many of them are seniors in the late stage of Yuanying. It is said that there is a strange force that attracts The monk's mind, even the monks above the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, can't resist falling into it, and then disappears, life and death are unknown, but the theory of the spirit fire is true, at least someone has collected it, the spirit of a genius alchemist in the Hundred Flowers Sect The fire is harvested from there, if not for this matter, many monks would not go to Heiwu Mountain to try their luck."

After listening, Dialect waved his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow daoist."

After the Deacon Yuanying retreated, Fang Yan shook his head. After all, his cultivation level was poor, and his vision was also poor. Not to mention whether Heiwu Mountain really had spiritual fire as he said, even if it did, there was not much possibility that it would be better than Taishang The flame grade is higher, it should be almost the same as the Yin Yanyan and Fen Linyan, and it is suitable for the spiritual fire of the Nascent Soul monk, otherwise there is really a spiritual fire above the Taishangyan, which has long been collected by the distracted monk. Waiting for myself to collect it, or it is a desperate situation, and even the distracted monks are not allowed to go deep into it. In short, it is definitely not something that I can get easily. If it is other times, the dialect may give birth to some points to explore there. Fan's thoughts, but now he doesn't have this elegant mood.

Immediately after, Dialect walked around the auction house, and then stepped onto the street. What the Nascent Soul Deacon said earlier was right. There should be more gold-type spirits in Xiji City than other types. Seeing the rich gold-type fluctuations in the surrounding aura, most of the monks who come and go on the street have practiced gold-type exercises. This city of monks should be on a gold-type spirit vein, but the dialect is not suitable for the gold-type. The spiritual creature didn't have any ideas, and lost interest after wandering around for a while.

In the auction house just now, Fang Yan had already given up his plan to buy spiritual fire or elixir here. In fact, he had another purpose for wandering around. He wanted to see if there were witch monks haunting this place. There is nothing to gain, and there are no witch monks here, or they have all restrained their breath here, and they can't detect it by themselves.

Walking to a secluded place, dialect turned his hand slightly, and a bone ring appeared in his hand. The bone staff was not sacrificially practiced in dialect, but this bone ring was sacrificed before planning to come to Xiji City. Take it out After the bone ring, the dialect stimulated the mana slightly, and a wave of fluctuation flashed, and spread out in an instant.

Originally, I came to Xiji City just to keep an appointment, but I was delayed for a while because of the distraction of the aura of catastrophe. Now that alchemy is still short of spiritual fire, it is difficult to refine it for a while. If I go back to Tianxingzong or other cities of monks to search for spirits Huo Tinder, it's hard to say when he will come here again, and Fang Yan doesn't want to make another trip, so he plans to go to the Wu Clan first. He doesn't know what Wu Chanming, a distracted monk, asked him to do.

After a while, Fang Yan felt the bone ring in his hand move slightly, and before his spiritual sense could detect it, he saw a figure appearing in front of him. Under the gray clothes was an ordinary and thin face.

Looking up and down the dialect, the gray-clothed friar said, "Follow me." Before the dialect could speak, he took a step forward and left, which was full of personality.

(End of this chapter)