Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 768 A Real Fire

More than a month has passed, and Fang Yan looked at another ball of black charred object in his hand, and couldn't help but smiled wryly, this is already the eighth time, eight times in a row, each time it burst open at the final stage of collecting pills, Even the dialect can feel that there is progress every time, and knows that it is still difficult to refine the Baizhuan Ziying Pill by relying on this earth fire flame.

Dialect also understands why it is difficult for the Nascent Soul cultivator to refine the elixir that surpasses the fifth grade. His current strength can already be compared with the distracted cultivator, but after all, he is not a distracted cultivator. When it comes to the subtleties, he is still a little worse , no matter how strong the earth fire aura is, it is not as satisfactory as collecting the refined Taishang Yan. Mistakes make mistakes.

If you want to refine the Hundred-Turn Pure Infant Pill, it is reasonable to make Taishangyan a little stronger. After turning it around, it still turned back to the original place. After a few days of work, just in time to recover from his practice, Fang Yan immediately put away the Ziheng stove, sat down cross-legged, and slowly activated the exercises.

But after a while, Fang Yan, who was urging the exercise, suddenly noticed his own communication jade talisman flickering, and then his spiritual consciousness penetrated into the jade talisman to scan for a while.

"Chixuzi? Did you get out of the seclusion by such a coincidence?" I thought it was the news from senior brother Ni Xu, but I didn't expect it to be the distracted monk Chixuzi. The dialect was a little surprised. Tian Geji mentioned Chixuzi's retreat before. He won't leave the customs for decades. Hearing Tiangeji's tone, he was very sure, but he didn't expect to receive a message from Chixuzi in less than two months, inviting him to the inner sect of the Fenyan Sect. Xu Zi knew that he had come to the Fen Yan Sect, and there was no one else except Tian Ge Ji.

He no longer had any hope of getting a high-level spirit fire from Chixuzi, but dialect would not shirk the invitation sent by this middle-stage distracted man who had worked with him for a long time, and even if a message was sent, he accepted it. .

Half an hour later, Fang Yan stopped the exercises and stood up, stepped out of the ground fire chamber, followed the guidance given by Chixuzi, dialect urged the movements to go deeper into the Fenyan Sect, where is the Fenyan Sect direction of the inner door.

Flying forward, Fang Yan felt his surroundings. The deeper he went, the more intense and violent the surrounding fire fluctuations became. After a while, Fang Yan saw a fire in front of him, like a waterfall flowing down from a cliff. There are even bursts of majestic formations fluctuating and flashing. This is the curtain of the fire waterfall that Chixuzi said, and it is also the gate of the inner sect of the Fenyan Sect. inside the door.

Dialect's figure fell in front of the fire waterfall, and there was a stern voice: "This fellow Taoist, please stop."

Immediately a monk appeared, with a long beard similar to a red beard, but it was not fiery red, and his cultivation level was the same as that of the dialect. It has been a long time since he was promoted to Dzogchen. The monk stopped in front of Fang Yan, and after inquiring up and down for a while, he said, "Fellow Daoist, the Yuanyue Hall is over there. If you need anything, you should go to the Yuanyue Hall." go."

Dialect was not surprised at being stopped. The land of the inner sect is the core area of ​​any sect. How can people come in and out at will? invited."

"Taoist Chibeard?" Hearing the words in the dialect, the monk's expression changed slightly, and he probed the dialect again, but there was some doubt in his eyes.

Who is Chixu Patriarch, how could he invite a Nascent Soul cultivator? He is still his disciple and grandson. I don’t know how long it takes to see him. The last time we met was when he was promoted to Nascent Soul Dzogchen, and he was led by his master to pay a visit. , Looking at the dialect in front of him, this monk immediately thought about it. If he didn't see the dialect with a calm face, and this is the depths of the sect, it is absolutely impossible for a Nascent Soul monk to dare to make trouble, let alone borrow the teacher's help. For making trouble in the name, he almost wanted to directly scold this monk who didn't know where he came from.

Seeing the suspicious expression on the monk's face, Fang Yan naturally knew what the other party was thinking, and immediately said, "Friend Daoist, why don't you report first? Or should I send a message?"

If the dialect didn't say these words, the cultivator was just suspicious. Hearing this sentence again, he affirmed the identity of the dialect liar. The descendants of Yuanying, even they themselves cannot directly contact the master, they have to go in to report the news, but now this monk is loudly saying that he wants to send a message to the master, what is it if he is not a liar? What kind of sabotage is being done in the inner gate?Thinking of this, the cultivator's expression changed, but before he could speak, he heard a voice: "Yanhong, Fang Yan is indeed my guest, take him to the Flame Palace."

ah?Master?Was it really Master's guest?
"Yes, Master." Taoist Yanhong didn't hesitate for a moment, and immediately bowed towards the inner door to salute, but when he looked at the dialect again, there was no doubt in his eyes, but there was a bit of inexplicable expression in his eyes.

Daoist Yanhong, the master's guest, dared to be negligent. After speaking, he immediately threw a token into the fire curtain, and a passage appeared on the original fire waterfall curtain. Going to the inner sect of the Fenyan Sect, Yan Hong respectfully said to the dialect: "Friends of the dialect, please follow me."

Hearing the Taoist Yanhong's name for Chixuzi, the dialect was also a little surprised. He was actually the disciple of fellow Taoist Chixuzi. Fortunately, I didn't call Chixuzi a fellow Taoist just now, otherwise it might not be the suspicion just now With a look, he was about to make a move immediately.

With Chixuzi's message, there was no obstacle at all, and soon the dialect followed the Taoist Yanhong through the extremely overbearing fire waterfall curtain, and entered the inner gate of the core of the Fenyan Sect. The aura is much stronger than the outside, and it is also very irritable. Without the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul, I am afraid that it will be directly destroyed by this violent fire aura.

After a while, thanks to Taoist Yanhong, who was a little disappointed that he was not received by the master, the dialect appeared in front of the Taoist Chixuzi, and there was also a great monk who was distracted with Chixuzi. The guessed Bai Ge Zong Tian Ge Halberd.

"Fang Yan has met two seniors." After standing still, Fang Yan immediately saluted the two distracted monks.

"Dialect, there's no need to be so polite, it's better to be called fellow daoist." Chi Xuzi waved his hand and said, but it surprised Tian Geji beside him, but he didn't ask any more questions.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Chi Xuzi asked in dialect: "I heard from Tian Geji that you came to the Fenyan Sect to find some high-level spiritual fires."

"Yes, it's just that they haven't been used." Dialect didn't deny it, the interface said.

"You want the Golden Crow Extreme Flame Tai Shangyan just by opening your mouth. It's so easy to get. Even a distracted cultivator would not take this kind of spiritual thing lightly. What's more, here is the Fenyan Sect whose foundation is spiritual fire." Tian Geji on the side interjected.

"Tian Geji is right. The spiritual fire above the Golden Crow True Fire is extremely important to my Fen Yanzong. If you need the Golden Crow True Fire, I can provide some." Obviously, the relationship with Tian Ge Ji is very good. Chixuzi was not at all unhappy with Tiangeji's words, on the contrary, he agreed with them.

"Then I would like to thank Fellow Daoist Chixu." Although Jinwu Zhenhuo was inferior, he also added that Dialect certainly wouldn't refuse, and even agreed.

Chixuzi didn't procrastinate at all, and immediately covered his palms, a flame imprisoned by runes flashed out, it was the Golden Crow True Fire, and the distracted cultivator was indeed a distracted cultivator, and it was more than all the dialects bought outside before. There are many, it is really a golden crow real fire.

"Do you think these are enough for you?" Chi Xuzi asked again after handing the Golden Crow True Fire to Fang Yan.

"To tell you the truth, it's not so good, but I have to thank Fellow Daoist Chixu, otherwise I don't know how much effort it would take to receive such a Golden Crow True Fire." Dialect put away the Golden Crow True Fire, and then handed it to Chixu Mustache is a Qiankun bag.

Knowing that there are spirit stones in the Qiankun bag without searching, Chi Xuzi waved his hand and said, "I don't need the spirit stones. If you have a chance to go to Luoleiyuan with me in the future to collect some thunder."

"No problem." Dialect didn't have the slightest pretentiousness, and he put away the Qiankun bag casually, a golden crow real fire, although Dialect needed it urgently, he didn't care too much, and Chixuzi didn't care too much, but neither party wanted to owe it casually That's all.

(End of this chapter)