Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 838 The Stupid Way

It is not afraid to insist on dialects like this. Although in this way, it is impossible to collect some spiritual objects from the death atmosphere while waiting for the opening of the Wuzu barren tomb as expected, but it is only a little less income. I still don't take it too seriously, but the dialect expression during this period has not been completely relaxed, and I have been thinking about something for a month.

Although the power of annihilation in the body is difficult to deal with right now, it will be able to wipe it out one day. Fang Yan won't worry about it for so long, and Fang Yan won't worry about his mana running out, not to mention bringing a lot of pills. The consumption is enough to last for several years or even longer. By then, the spirit grass in the soil portal should also grow up. Even the current alchemy is enough to consume the dialect. Dan is so easy to absorb, but this is the normal cultivation method of many monks. When they are helpless, dialects must not be considered too much.

What Fang Yan is really worried about is that being surrounded by four mid-stage monks who are distracted in this way, even if he wipes out the power of annihilation and restores his strength to the original level, it will not be easy to get out of the trap. The domineering attack method, even the monks who can't resist the star burial robe, dialect dare not show the slightest breath at all. If he is bombarded by that person with an almost unavoidable attack, there will be a more violent annihilation. He didn't need to guess the dialect to know what the end would be. He didn't believe that a monk in the middle stage of distraction would urge his full strength as soon as he met a junior who was in the early stage of distraction.

What Fang Yan is more worried about is that although the Senran scroll is very effective in concealment, it is difficult for these distracted mid-stage monks to find it, but it will never be foolproof. At least Fang Yan does not think that his Senran scroll can be hidden from the sect Old Ancestor, besides, at this moment, he and Senran Scroll are surrounded by a large formation. After a long time, the other party will still find some traces. It's hard to say that there won't be anyone who can find the Senran scroll if you don't invite the ancestors in the later stage of distraction.

Knowing the hidden danger, there is no way to decipher it in dialects. Even sending out a distress message is difficult. Before the middle stage of distraction, it is impossible to send a definite message from the ancient battlefield with the jade talisman of communication. It is only a breakthrough. For the current dialect, the middle stage of God is still an extremely distant thing, even if it can be achieved in this life, it will be tens of thousands of years later.

The last time before the distraction catastrophe, the dialect could send back a message through the natal primordial spirit card. The original dialect of the barren mound was not mentioned to anyone at all. Even if the natal soul card in the sect flickered, no one from the same sect would think of where he was. Also can't find the origin of the barren mound.

Thinking left and right, Fang Yan didn't even think of a half-way out of the predicament, but right now, Dialect can only think in every possible way in his heart. Is there any other method, and I don't have the strength to test it.

What the helpless dialect can do in the end is to wait, to wait for his own recovery, to wait for an unknown opportunity to appear. It may be a few months, or a few years, or even tens to hundreds of thousands of years. In terms of time, thousands of years are nothing.

"Fellow Taoist Lone Eagle, are you still unable to confirm the location of that person?" After another two months, the young monk Sheng Jie asked the Taoist Lone Eagle who had been sensing him all the time.

"Yes, I don't know what method this junior has used, but my great power is nearby, but it is difficult for me to lock it. Moreover, that power is still weakening. Although the speed is not fast, if it continues like this, it will eventually One day, he will be completely wiped out by that junior, and it will be even more difficult then." Hearing Sheng Jie's question, Taoist Lone Eagle said slowly, with the same helplessness revealed in his tone.

"I didn't expect that junior to be so patient. It's not a good way to go on like this." The short and fat Zhou Hao also said.

"Fellow daoists, now it seems that they are still mobilizing the formation and directly compressing the range. No matter where he hides, after the formation is closed, he will be unable to avoid it. Otherwise, if the stalemate continues, the matter may be missed. Not necessarily, that person is not only looking for a few of us, what he promised is more precious than a high-grade spiritual weapon." The monk in Tsing Yi also said slowly, in the whole team, the monk in Tsing Yi is like a counselor, his After the words fell, several people fell into thinking.

The dialect was patient, but the few mid-stage monks who were distracted outside had no patience, not because they couldn't calm down, facing a high-grade spiritual weapon, and a Lei Dun whose value was no less than a high-grade spiritual weapon There is even a magic weapon that can completely hide from their spiritual detection. No matter which one is, it is worth waiting for any distracted mid-stage monks, but now they have other ideas, which can be imagined. What they are attracted to is the existence that is more precious than these things.

"Okay, just do as fellow Daoist Anxiong said. It's not a problem after all if it goes on like this, but it's not easy to compress such a large formation. It will take at least a year and a half. We still need to take turns to contribute. We also need to guard against the surrounding monsters, this is the depths of the barren mounds, there may be monsters coming at any time." Taoist Lone Eagle made a decision in his mouth.

Compressing the formation is a stupid and stupid way, just like a hunter in the mortal world, first encircling the entire mountain forest, and then slowly advancing, no matter how the prey was scurrying on the mountain before, it will eventually be surrounded and shot It's just that this method can only be used by the most clumsy hunters, and only when there are enough people. Those hunters who are clever, with a bow and a knife, can use it across the mountains. This means.

For the monks, the number of people is not a problem. Compressing the formation is enough for one person, but compared to hunting, you only need to run to succeed. Compressing the formation requires the monk's mana and consciousness. The monks in the early stage of distraction, and the great monks in the middle stage of distraction only want to capture or kill him quickly, and they don't have such stupid thoughts at all, and they don't even think about it. Time, in the end, is to deal with a distracted early junior, maybe even they themselves will feel ashamed.

But now the Tsing Yi monk An Xiong figured it out first, and after making a suggestion, the rest of the people quickly figured it out. Compared with the top-grade spiritual weapon, and that person's promise, even if they really care about face, they won't at this time I care about it.

Not long after, the four of them divided into two groups and started to act. The short and fat monk Zhou Hao and the leader, the lonely eagle Taoist, activated the hand formula first, but they no longer urged the power of the formation, but exerted it on the formation itself. He raised his strength, while the flamboyant Sheng Jie and the green-clothed monk An Xiong sat cross-legged on one side, slowly urging the exercises while paying close attention to the periphery.

As soon as there was movement outside, the dialect in the Senran scroll was aware of it. After all, the Senran scroll was hiding his body, not disappearing into nothingness.

Aware of the movement outside, Dialect didn't know what they were doing for a while, so they wanted to compress the formation?Compress the large array that is hundreds of miles long to a few miles in size?Not to mention whether it can be done, even if it can be done, it will not be successful in three or two months.

A little question came to Fang Yan's mind. Although he also suspected that those middle-stage distracted monks whose cultivation base was much higher than his seemed to force himself to show up by compressing the formation, he just ignored it after a flash of thought. It’s not that this method is stupid. Dialect never thinks that methods are stupid. As long as it is effective, it is a good method. It’s just that dialect doesn’t think that a few people will do it.

For a while, he couldn't figure out the intentions of the monks on the periphery, and the dialect didn't pay attention to it. He just let the Taoist Hu continue to stare at him. The most important thing for him now is to kill the annihilation power in his body. A few months, two or three years have passed in the Senran scroll, and the dialect still has not found a particularly effective way to deal with that period of annihilation power. Even the mysterious magic weapon, the Qiankun Pot, does not work this time. Can't fit in it at all.

(End of this chapter)