Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 902 Ready to leave
Outside the jail, where the mid-stage monk of distraction stood before, there are two figures standing now, but they are one man and one beast. They are exactly the dialect and the horned mash language of the guardian spirit beast.

The wildebeest breathed out a few breaths and fell into the prison formation. With its continuous movements, even the dialect standing outside the formation could vaguely feel the power in the formation becoming more and more violent.

After a while, the wild horned horse stopped the exercise, and then said: "With a disciple's order, you dare to go deep into the forbidden area of ​​the sect. You really don't know what to do. Let him stay in the prison." , let’s see how long his damaged high-grade spiritual weapon can resist.”

While speaking, the wildebeest moved slightly, a faint space fluctuation flashed, a jade bottle flashed out, and then several pills fell into its mouth.

The mid-stage cultivator's guess was not wrong, and the horned horse Shiyan had not lied before. During the battle, the horned horse Shiyan who activated the interstellar soul-breaking ax was really exhausted, and it was trapped and Having been imprisoned for hundreds of years, the body that was originally damaged in the cultivation world has become even worse. At this moment, he has just left the prison formation and is far from recovering to the peak level. After mobilizing the prison formation, Dang even began to replenish his spiritual power.

For the experience of that monk, Fang Yan has no sympathy at all. Faced with such an enemy who wants to put himself to death, even wants to confine his soul and refine his body into a puppet, what Fang Yan wants to do most is to make trouble. Thinking about the high-grade spiritual weapon on that monk, if he speaks hastily, he will inevitably be suspected of melon fields and plums. Although it was a pleasure to cooperate with this wildebeest monster just now, it is not yet time to share the high-grade spiritual weapon. the point.

At this moment, Fang Yan is also swallowing the elixir, urging the recovery of his skills. Previously, the wildebeest horse Shiyan was fighting the enemy head-on, but Fang Yan was not idle. Hearing the words of the wildebeest horse Shiyan, dialect just responded: " You have to be careful, after all, his strength is not low, and his formation skills are also very high, if he escapes, it will not be a pleasant thing."

"You don't have to worry about this. Do you think that everyone is as lucky as you to meet me? Now that I am in control of the formation, even if his formation is as high as the sky, he doesn't want to escape from the formation. Back then, the formation was a Speaking of the existence of the late stage of confinement and distraction, I would also like to thank you. If it weren't for your plan and your help, now that my strength is damaged, it would be difficult to capture him and throw him into the prison formation. Expulsion from the sect is over."

"Don't dare to do it. The key is the strength of Daoist Shiyan. I just activated the two formations, and I did it with the help of Daoist Shiyan." The dialect interface said modestly.

"That's right, if I hadn't been injured, you're not wrong. I alone was enough to capture him and imprison him, but now it's not possible. I was actually invaded by someone in the forbidden area of ​​the sect. Let's not talk about this. Dialect Daoist, you said earlier that you came here to find Xingji Jingtie? You also said that this monk collected a lot of Xingji Jingtie from around?" Horned Horse Shiyan said a few more words before turning around and asking The dialect thing started.

When I asked about it in the prison formation before, the dialect only vaguely mentioned it, and did not tell the actual situation. As a result, the dialect didn't know anything about this Xingji sect at all, and I didn't know what to say Firstly, secondly, the dialect at that time was still worried about the relationship between the distracted mid-stage cultivator and the Xingji Sect. After all, he followed the other party to enter the cave.

Later, he teamed up with the wildebeest horse Shiyan to leave the prison. Immediately, Shiyan found the aura of the distracted monk showing hostility. The man was sent into the prison, and the dialect no longer had the previous scruples: "Yes, but I don't know how it became what it is now. The previous island disappeared, and there was no trace of Xingji Jingtie, but it was found deep in the sea. I found the door of the noble sect."

Dialect briefly introduced to Jianma Shiyan what he had seen and heard in the East Pole Ocean. Although it was not complete, it was not too different. Except for following the man who broke into this sect, there was nothing to avoid in dialect Things, now that there is a previous joint cooperation, even this trespassing does not need too many scruples.

Listening to the words in the dialect, the expression of the horned horse Shiyan became more and more gloomy. In fact, the horned horse Shiyan had already sensed something was wrong. It was originally broken into the depths of the sect by two monks, so it guessed that the sect A lot of accidents happened, and after that, I didn't see a sect cultivator in the hazy formation. At this moment, while listening to the dialect, Shi Yan had already probed out his spiritual consciousness, and through many large formations The formation carefully inspected the various places of the sect, and soon, Horned Horse Shiyan found that not only the Xingbanyue formation was empty, but also the dialect beside him and the distracted middle-stage monk who was trapped in the prison formation. In addition, Nuo Da's sect doesn't have even a monk's aura.

After a while, the horned horse Shiyan stopped the exercise and said to the dialect: "Fellow dialect, wait for a while, I will come as soon as I go."

After speaking, without waiting for the dialect to answer, he disappeared in a flash.

Watching the wildebeest Shiyan leave, he could guess what it was going to do. Fang Yan didn't get up, but just gave a brief explanation to Daoist Hu, and then continued to stimulate the power of refining the elixir. After a while, the power of the stars Flashed out of the void, and sank into Dialect's body.

After a long time, Fang Yan put away his skills, and Shiyan, a wildebeest who returned at some time, was full of disappointment, it's hard for him to have such rich emotions as a monster.

Aware of the gaze and consciousness cast by the dialect, the wildebeest monster murmured: "I never thought that Xingjizong would become what it is today."

Regarding the performance of Horned Horse Shiyan at this moment, the dialect can also feel a little bit. Just looking at such a cave and such a large formation, the Xingji Sect at its peak must not be inferior to the current Tianxing Sect, but now there is nothing left. It’s not an exaggeration to say that the lineage of this big formation and this cave is completely broken, but anyone who finds out that their own sect has become like this will not feel good, and the dialect can be heard that the wildebeest’s words just want to be casual. Confidentially, I don't care if I answer or not, and I really have nothing to say, I can only wait quietly, waiting for the time when the horned horse Shiyan recovers.

Several hours later, Jianma Shiyan finally came back to his senses, cast apologetically at Fangyan, and then said, "Fellow Fangyan, I don't know how much you need, here are a dozen pieces of Xingji fine iron, you take it Bar."

As he spoke, he handed over a Qiankun bag, which was not sealed. Dialect immediately sensed the bursts of aura emanating from the Xingji refined iron, which was much more refined than the one he got from the distracted monk. .

"Fellow Daoist Shiyan, this is inappropriate." Without taking the Qiankun bag, Dialect said.

"What's inappropriate, let's not talk about what happened back then, but this time, if it wasn't for you, I would have stayed in that prison for hundreds of thousands of years, and you helped me escape, and some spiritual things are worth it What, after the fall of that distracted middle-stage cultivator, I will definitely set aside a portion of what he gained for the dialect fellow Taoist." The horned horse Shiyan flicked the Qiankun bag to the dialect, and said in his mouth, his tone remained the same. very sad.

Dialect was no longer pretentious, took the Qiankun bag, and with a move of consciousness, he took out the Xingji refined iron, then took out a few spiritual grasses and put them in it, and handed the Qiankun bag back: "Then I will not be polite. , These Xingji Jingtie are under my command, and I have a few spiritual grasses here, which may be helpful for fellow Taoists to recover."

Although the wildebeest spoke like that, the dialect knew in his heart that the two parties were only for mutual benefit, at most they had some friendship, but it was not a matter of kindness, but he really needed these Xingji Jingtie, so he simply exchanged it with spiritual grass .

The wildebeest's words did not evade at all, or the monster was much more direct than the monk. When the dialect was taken out, it had already sensed the breath of the spirit grass, which was the recovery spirit grass it needed. The Qiankun bag was put away, and he said lightly: "Thank you, fellow daoist. Now that something has happened in the sect, it is not easy to entertain fellow daoists. If you need it, you can practice in seclusion here for a period of time. If you have other things to deal with , I will send Fellow Daoist out of the mountain gate."

"Trouble, Fellow Daoist Shiyan, to send me out." Fang Yan said immediately.

"Well, you come with me."

(End of this chapter)