Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 865 Return to the Demon Abyss
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On Moyuan Ridge, where many monks of the Heavenly Star Sect gathered, two auras suddenly swept across, and the core disciples of the Heavenly Star Sect, whether they were meditating or performing exercises, all paused, feeling a little suspicious.

Immediately, everyone probed towards the two auras, and in an instant, they felt the auras of the two ancestors.

"Seniors, what happened?" Taoist Qi Yang asked with a divine sense.

"It's nothing, just let him recover here for a few days." Zhan Emperor's voice came to the ears of several core disciples of Taoist Qiyang and Taoist Jiaoyue.

Among the surprised eyes of several people, a figure suddenly appeared, and then the aura of the two ancestors disappeared without a trace.

"Dialect? What happened, what danger did you encounter?" Seeing the aura of the person coming, all the core disciples of the Tianxing Sect were a little surprised, and Taoist Qi Yang asked directly.

"Fang Yan has met a few seniors, senior Qi Yang, juniors, it's okay, I suffered a little injury, and it will be fine after a period of retreat and recovery." Fang Yan, who looked a little tired, saw several seniors of the sect, and heard Taoist Qi Yang's words of concern , said immediately saluting.

"En?" Several core disciples heard the dialect's words but did not speak, but stared at the dialect carefully.

The other distracted disciples around, Yuanying disciples also sensed the movement and surrounded them, Taiyu Changhui, Xiyan Linrushi and others were among them.

Stepping into the dialect of Moyuan Ridge once again, he was surrounded by a group of fellow members of the Heavenly Star Sect within a few breaths. The aura of the two patriarchs was not hidden at all just now, and they were all aware of it. The two ancestors, until they saw the figure of the dialect revealed, they didn't quite understand why their fellow disciple would go and come back, and they would bother the two ancestors to make a move.

It’s just that after a while, the fellow students who just surrounded him didn’t bother to inquire about Fang Yan. They all looked at Fang Yan with astonishment on their faces. For decades, the original dialect of the late Nascent Soul seems to be distracting at this moment, and more people think that the dialect used when they entered the Tianxing Sect more than a hundred years ago has just entered the late Nascent Soul.

"Brother Fangyan?" Taiyu Changhui is the most familiar with Fangyan. He leaned forward and asked, his eyes were full of surprise. No one knew Fangyan's experience better than the two of them. It's even below them, but it's only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.

Fang Yan smiled at them and before he could speak, Lin Rushi on the side also asked, "Fang Yan? Have you survived the catastrophe?" His eyes were full of disbelief.

"I've seen Senior Brother Lin, I've seen fellow Senior Brothers, Fang Yan was lucky enough to survive the catastrophe of distraction." Fang Yan said, clasping his hands, talking.

"Congratulations to Junior Brother Fang." Lin Rushi cupped his hands in congratulations, and then everyone around him also congratulated one after another.

As the voice of the dialect fell, there was an uproar around, just the distraction was nothing, and there were other ways to imitate it, but the dialect confirmed it himself, but there was no need to doubt it, especially Taiyu Changhui and other Nascent Soul monks, The expressions of joy and hope were evident on the faces, and the expressions of jealousy, reluctance, doubt and disbelief were fleeting on the faces of a few people, such as Da Xilu who had a problem with the dialect.

"It's all gone. Dialect is still hurting at the moment. If you want to ask for advice, you will have opportunities in the future. If you go to the depths of the formation and practice more, you will be so diligent." Taoist Qi Yang shouted.

Although many monks still wanted to find out, after hearing the words of Taoist Qiyang, the core disciple, they could only disperse. They also felt a little tired in the dialect. It is clear that these are words of encouragement. After a hundred years of hard work, he has been promoted from the late stage of Nascent Soul to Distraction. This is no longer a word that can be described as a genius. If you can do this just by going to the depths of the formation, then Distraction monks will not be so rare up.

The crowd gradually dispersed, still sending congratulations to Fang Yan, and Taoist Xiyan, who was walking at the end of the crowd, also congratulated Fang Yan, and then asked in a low voice: "Fang Yan, what's the matter with your injury, but What did the monk do?"

"Thank you, Senior Sister, for your concern. It's okay." Fang Yan smiled and thanked this close Senior Sister. He knew Xiyan's intentions, but Fang Yan didn't want to make a move for Senior Sister Xiyan, who was also in the early stage of distraction. Bald Luoyue, although she is also a genius, but she does not have the same high-grade spiritual weapon star burial robe as herself, so it is hard to say that she will not suffer.

"Okay, just come to me if you have anything to do." Xi Yan understood Fang Yan's heart, and when she heard Fang Yan's words, she knew that Dialect had a plan, so she didn't say much, left a word and then drifted away.

"Okay, okay, okay." After all the juniors dispersed, Daoist Qi Yang walked up to Fang Yan, looked him up and down again, and said yes repeatedly.

The rest of the core disciples also said yes again and again. Those younger generations may not realize that they, these core disciples, know that the promotion of dialect is not an ordinary promotion of distraction. When it comes to the true meaning of Xingyun Jue, Taoist Sword Star wanted to let Fangyan enter the core disciples back then, but he suppressed it because of his cultivation base. Now that he is distracted, this reason is naturally gone. In other words, Fangyan is the same as them, and is also a core disciple. Speaking of it, it is not an exaggeration to call him junior.

At this moment, even Taoist Haoyue, who didn't like the dialect at the beginning, walked up to him and patted him on the shoulder, applauding him a few times. The addition of a core disciple to the Tianxing Sect is a big deal for the entire sect. Unbelievable thing.

"Fang Yan, what's the matter with your injury? With your strength and the star burial robe, even a high-level existence among seventh-level monsters will not be injured. Even a monk in the middle stage of distraction is enough to protect himself." That's right." After a pause, Daoist Qi Yang calmed down, and then brought up the previous topic again.

"To be honest, senior Qi Yang, they are three mid-stage monks who are distracted." Facing the inquiries of several seniors, Fang Yan no longer concealed it.

"Three middle-stage monks who are distracted? Who are so bold that they dare to surround and kill you?" Hearing the words in dialect, many core disciples were furious and shouted loudly.

"Seniors, it's okay, otherwise I won't be here safely." Fang Yan said slowly.

"En? But Zhan Emperor Soul Daoist made a move? No, if they make a move, you won't be injured. Unless those people are the core disciples of those big sects and powers, no one will escape."

"It wasn't the two old ancestors, but a few fellow Taoists from the Witch Clan who helped."

"The clan of witches? So it's them. What are the origins of the other two people? Do they have to be dealt with by the sect?" Taoist Qiyang knew that the dialect back then had friendship with Wu Chanming before he joined the sect. He waited silently for more than ten years in the Welcome Valley of the Tianxingzong. Although he didn't know what the relationship between the dialect and the Wu Clan was, he knew that the Wu Clan had no malice towards him. He nodded immediately and finally asked aloud.

"Thank you senior, but don't worry about it, the junior can handle it by himself. One of the three people has been killed, and the other two have also been seriously injured. Even if you want to search for a while, there is nowhere to be found. Wait until the next time. Meet, juniors are not afraid of them."

"Okay, you are indeed the core disciples of my Tianxing Sect." Hearing that the dialect did not ask for help, the core disciples were not even half annoyed, but a little more appreciative. There would be no such great name today.

"Okay, we won't bother you anymore. The two ancestors brought you here, probably because of the formation. Now there are already several monks who are proficient in the formation to preside over it, but none of them can satisfy the soul Taoist." , you should cultivate and recover first, then go after recovery, here are some healing pills, which can help you recover as soon as possible." While speaking, Taoist Qiyang handed several jade bottles to Fang Yan.

"Qi Yang, put away your pills by yourself, and let Fang Yan use them." Suddenly a voice sounded, and then a wave flashed, and a jade bottle appeared in front of Fang Yan.

Hearing the voice, several core disciples showed a bit of strangeness. The soul Taoist actually gave the dialect recovery pill in person?With the elixir of the ancestor, Qi Yang was not polite, he even took back his jade bottle, and then several core disciples of Tianxingzong, including dialect, bowed their hands together and saluted: "Thank you, Senior Hun."

(End of this chapter)