Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 853 Small Harvest

"Okay, stop arguing. Since he has broken through the distraction, you have to pay more attention to the sound of cicadas in the future. If you need any spiritual objects, we Wu Clan don't have to be stingy. Shi Yu, those clansmen who have cultivated Wu Ling Be more careful, rather spend more time, and don't be greedy for merit." Wu Xingyun, who was in the middle of distraction, heard the tone of the two tribesmen, and immediately stopped the two who wanted to continue speaking.

Hearing Wu Xingyun's words, no matter whether Wu Chan sang or Wu Shiyu, they would no longer continue. They had been arguing for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years. All arguments will lead to nothing.

It's just that the two of them paused for a moment, and then they both shouted loudly: "En? The deserted tomb of the Wu clan?"

This time, no one paid any attention to the shouting of the two of them. A group of Wu Clan elders all changed their expressions, and they all released their spiritual senses to sense something. When they probed carefully, they found ripples flashing in the entire Wu Clan land. The source of it is still the altar of the Wu clan that lost the eye of heaven.

After a while, several Wu Clan elders couldn't hold back the shock in their hearts, and they all exclaimed: "Another person passed the Beast Spirit Platform? Is there anyone else who has cultivated the Wu Clan's skills to such an extent?"

The portal of the barren tomb of the Wu Clan opens every hundred years or so. Many monks have tried to enter it, but [-]% of the monks were directly blocked by the large formation outside the portal, and more than half of the monks who stepped into the large formation Even more of them were left behind in the big formation and were insurmountable. Only a very small number of people could safely pass through the big formation and enter the real barren mound.

In fact, in the tens of thousands of years, there are only a handful of times that monks have actually entered the barren tomb, and some people have been able to pass through the beast spirit platform guarded by the souls of several ancient monsters, but only twice, and the first time was when they obtained the skills of the witch clan. The Wujizi of Fa, once was the last dialect and the red bald boy, but in less than a hundred years, he once again sensed that someone had passed the beast spirit platform, and it was only normal for the elders of the Wu clan to be shocked.

"Didn't that junior from the Sky Star Sect enter it again?"

"It shouldn't be, even if he survived the catastrophe, he has only just passed it, and his cultivation base should not be fully consolidated. At this time, he should practice in seclusion within the Tianxing sect."

"Even if someone acquires my family's skills, there is no great opportunity, how can they cultivate to such an extent. If you want to pass the beast spirit platform, you can't just practice the skills for a few days."

Discussions from the crowd sounded out immediately, wanting to know exactly who passed through the Beast Spirit Terrace again and entered the depths of the barren mound, but no matter how many guesses they made, they didn't have a clue, they could only just speculate wildly and randomly.

Wu Xingyun also withdrew his divine sense detection, and he was also thinking about who could do this. However, although he has lived in the clan for a long time, his cultivation level is not as backward as that of Wu Chanming and others, but his knowledge is not better than many people. How many clansmen.

After a while, Wu Xingyun shook his head, stopped thinking, and then his consciousness moved slightly.

After receiving the fluctuation of Wu Xingyun's consciousness, all the members of the Wu Clan fell silent. After looking around, Wu Xingyun said: "Since someone has passed the Beast Spirit Platform and arrived at the Wu Zu Skeleton Tower, it means that our Wu Clan has a destiny." People, cicadas, you should go there. If there is another monk who has practiced the martial arts, it is still the same as the dialect last time. Invite him to the clan land and let him enter the realm of the Vatican. In cultivation, it is always good to have more hope."

Regarding Wu Xingyun's decision, everyone did not have any objections. Although everyone had different opinions on how to get the tribe out of trouble, as long as it was a way to get out of many tribes trapped in the illusion, even if there was only a glimmer of hope, they had to work hard.

"Okay, I'll go now." Wu Chanming didn't refuse at all, and when he agreed, he got up and left after speaking, which was very neat, but the Wu clan has always been like this, and no one would I feel that Wu Chanming is rude.

Just as Wu Chanming left the Wu Clan and galloped towards the ancient battlefield, Dialect, who was in the Wu Clan's barren tomb, was still sitting cross-legged under the three-story high platform, urging this exercise.

The last time it was just a force of annihilation that struck into Fang Yan's body, it took Fang Yan several months to completely wipe him out. The strength is also much more, if it was estimated last time, it may take several years to wipe out all these annihilating powers and integrate them into his killing blade.

But now the progress of the dialect in the eyes of Daoist Hu is much faster. After a few days, the dialect's face is no longer as pale as before, and his expression is much fuller. It seems that it is not far from completely eradicating those annihilation forces.

Daoist Hu, who was surprised in his heart, secretly speculated how the dialect did it, but seeing that the dialect kept urging the exercises, Taoist Hu knew the severity and did not bother rashly.

Previously, Fang Yan himself did not expect this to be the case. Without the pursuit and killing of mid-stage cultivators, this empty Wuzu barren tomb can be said to be extremely safe. The annihilating power of Dao wiped out the sky, and all of it was absorbed into his own killing blade, but the moment the dialect stepped out of the tunnel, he felt a trace of invisible power around him flashing from the void and sinking into his body. These flashes of power didn't fluctuate at all, so it's no wonder that Daoist Hu didn't notice anything.

At the beginning, Fang Yan was a little startled, and wanted to urge his skills to stop him, but he soon realized that these inexplicable forces were attracted by his urging of the Fan Jue body training technique, which refined a lot of the blood of the ancestral witches. Dialect, it didn't take long to realize that these powers come from the same source as the blood of the ancestor of the witch, which is of great benefit to the improvement of his body training skills, even if it is not compared to the blood of the ancestor of the witch, it is also higher than the black breath on the previous platform Quite a few, especially for the incomparable benefits of obliterating the power of annihilation and restoring the damaged meridians of the physical body.

With such an effect, how can the dialect prevent these forces from invading, and no longer make plans to go to the step of bones, and just sit cross-legged under the high platform to recover, and actively absorb from the void during the cultivation process, I only wish there could be more, the Fanjue body training technique circulated over and over again, Dialect could feel that his physical body was recovering at an extremely fast speed, and the power of annihilation was completely wrapped by those inexplicable forces, completely under control, a trace of Threads, strands, strands, strands were refined into the killing blade, compared to when I used all my strength to activate the cultivation technique, I did not know how much faster the killing was.

In less than half a month, Fang Yan stopped his exercises and stood up. Although he hadn't fully recovered, he recovered more than half of it.

"Fang Yan, are you completely healed? Those annihilating powers are gone?" Taoist Hu stared at Fang Yan for a while and asked.

"That's right, it's not only gone, but it also gave me some benefits." While speaking, Fang Yan stretched out his hand, and a murderous aura suddenly flashed, and a jet-black blade appeared in front of Fang Yan, which was much more condensed and a little more Although the killing blade of annihilating aura is not comparable to the killing aura of the Dawu Sword Formation, it is also a strange weapon.

After urging the killing blade to play a few times, Fang Yan put the killing blade in his body, and then with a move of consciousness, he took out the body of the longbow monk Lone Eagle Taoist that he had collected earlier and put it in front of him , After inquiring for a while, a little smile appeared on the dialect face.

"Dialect?" Seeing Fang Yan's actions and feeling the joy of Fang Yan, Taoist Hu naturally felt much more at ease.

"In the future, all the power of annihilation contained in this body will be refined into the killing blade, and the killing blade will not be inferior to the power of a high-grade spiritual weapon." Fang Yan said, still staring at the body left by the mid-stage monk in front of him, Sensing that the breath of the flesh body was leaking, Dialect immediately waved his hands and typed out a series of hand formulas, one after another rune flashed out, submerged in the flesh body, because the situation was tense before, but now he had time to spare, and it was already his harvest. Naturally, the spoils of war cannot be allowed to lose value.

A moment later, Dialect put away this body, and then took out another body in the middle stage of distraction, and also condensed Dao Dao runes to seal it up.

(End of this chapter)