Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 914
In the Embedded Blue Star Extreme Sect, a group of disciples who didn't know the truth were all ordered to withdraw from the secret realm of the sect. They inquired about their master and senior for a long time, but they didn't know what happened. The order sent by the elder Jiu Huan himself is just this one order, and there is no mention of danger or powerful enemies. The people guessing in their hearts can only wait silently outside the secret realm, and some people take advantage of this opportunity Straight away, he escaped from the sect to practice.

There are only three figures left in the depths of the secret realm, Daoist Jiuhuan, Taoist Huanyue, and the dialect who just arrived. Standing on the water pool, looking at the hazy water pool in front of him, Dialect could clearly feel the aura of the purple stone wall in it, nodded to the impatient Jiuhuan Daoist, and then sat cross-legged.

"Master, can dialect really restore Zilang Stone Wall?" Taoist Huanyue sent a message of spiritual consciousness to his master as Fangyan began to move.

Without looking back, Taoist Jiuhuan, who was staring at the figure of Dialect over there, sent a message of spiritual consciousness to his disciple: "I was a little worried before, but now I can be sure that Dialect really has this strength."

Hearing Master's affirmative words, Taoist Huanyue looked at the dialect in the distance, but still had some doubts, and then asked again: "Master, what kind of skills did Fang Yan practice, why can't I see it at all?" Through his cultivation strength."

Jiuhuan Daoist hurriedly went to the Mangsha Cave Mansion. After returning, he didn't communicate with anyone at all, and sat cross-legged in a secret room alone to explore the Nine-Turn Infant-Tempering Pill. A somewhat inexplicable order made Taoist Huanyue a little ignorant for a while. It was not until seeing the figure of the dialect that Huanyue knew that it was because of the dialect. With dialect's formation talent and dialect's comprehension of the Zilang stone wall, Taoist Huanyue is far less confident than his master that dialect can really solve the strange state of the Zilang stone wall in front of him.

"It would be strange if you could see it. Dialect is now more than distraction." Master Jiuhuan also thought of his mistake, only said that he came back in dialect, and said to his disciples without saying anything else.

"Above distraction, cultivator of distraction? In just a few hundred years, he has reached the level of cultivator of distraction?" Huan Yue's unbelievable expression flashed immediately, and she even exclaimed, only realizing that the dialect was urging the cultivation method, and then put The words were suppressed, but a strange cry was left behind.

Master Jiu Huan glared at his disciple with some dissatisfaction. Although he was also shocked by the improvement of dialect's strength before, it would be a great sin if he disturbed dialect's spellcasting because of this. The voice was withdrawn abruptly, and then he said: "More than that, Fang Yan has already comprehended the sixteen arrays in the Zilang stone wall, even the ancestors have never reached such a height, if he can't recover Zilang Shibi, I am afraid that no one will be able to do it again."

"Sixteen pairs?" Taoist Huanyue, who was shocked again, didn't exclaim any more, but the expression on his face was indescribably weird. He could still remember it, but only hundreds of years ago, When I heard the name of dialect for the first time, the other party was still a foundation-building cultivator, far worse than my disciple Shang Taoist. It has only been a few years, and his cultivation has already been distracted. If it weren't for these years, my master Fortunately, I have been away from the inlaid blue star to increase my knowledge. The person above the distraction is the legendary fairy existence, and the outsider Fang Yan has comprehended the most core purple stone wall formation of his sect beyond all the predecessors. , also made Huanyue unable to imagine what was going on for a while, but just like her master, she watched the movement of the dialect over there calmly, and no matter what doubts she had, she had to wait until afterwards.

The dialect sitting cross-legged did not make the two of them wait for too long. Within half an hour, the dialect began to urge the hand formula, and formation runes flashed out, gradually forming a formation pattern in front of him. The first time he encountered such a thing, Fang Yan could clearly feel that as long as he condensed all the formations, the purple stone wall, a sacred object of the Xingji sect, would be restored to its original state, and it may be unknown if it will go further.

Looking at the formation runes flashing in front of Fang Yan, Taoist Huanyue no longer had any doubts. The truth of heaven contained in those runes had already surpassed his comprehension. The Taoist is also well versed in this way. Looking at those runes flying up and down like clouds and flowing water, he can't help but fall into it. For a moment or thousands of years, the Taoist Huanyue suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and the imminent return came. He was dizzy for a while, and before he realized what was going on, he suddenly heard the voice of his master: "Huanyue, concentrate on cultivating, and stop exploring the way of those runes."

The Taoist Huanyue, who trembled in his heart, realized that his mind was affected just because of observing the runes. The original Huanyue's mind was damaged, but this time it caused the old injury to recur. Even if he withdrew his consciousness, Sitting down cross-legged, he activated the exercises, but he didn't notice that his master, Master Jiu Huan, was also straining his mind to observe what was going on there.

Aware of the movements of Jiu Huan's elder brother Huanyue Taoist and his apprentice behind him, the dialect didn't pay attention. He didn't want to avoid anything when he asked them to stay. The map also gradually condensed into shape, and as a pair of secondary formations melted into the haze in front of him, the purple lang stone wall, which was originally invisible, also gradually showed its figure.

"Go." Fang Yan shouted, and pushed the last array out into the already very clear Zilang stone wall.

At the moment when this formation map just touched the Zilang stone wall, Fang Yan's mind moved, and an inexplicable breath suddenly flashed out from the depths of his consciousness, what did the wildebeest say?

At the same moment, Ma Shiyan, the guardian spirit beast horned far away in another world Xuanlan's domain, was also excited. The phantom on the Zilang stone wall that had fluctuated not long ago suddenly moved again.

"Dialect?" Although no aura could be detected at all, Gae Ma Shiyan immediately thought of Dialect. Dialect disappeared from here not long ago. Apart from Dialect, he couldn't think of anyone else who could do it. On this point, regardless of whether the dialect can hear anything, Jiaoma Shiyan immediately sent a series of spiritual messages to the phantom on the Zilang stone wall, the content of which is naturally nothing more than the previous agreement with the dialect. There is something about Zilang Stone Wall.

After a while, the wildebeest Ma Shiyan showed a happy expression. Although there was no clear message from his spiritual sense, he sensed a faint thought, a thought from the dialect that made him feel at ease.

Just one thought, but it exhausted the dialect in the embedded blue star: "How can this be done by humans, I will not be so brave if I am killed." Sensing the aura of wildebeest's words, he immediately listened again. When he heard the divine consciousness message from him, thinking of giving it a try, Dialect also sent a divine consciousness to the place sensed in the depths of his spiritual consciousness, but he didn't expect such consequences. Although the news spread, But he let himself lose a piece of divine sense, and felt really tired all over his body as if he had gone through a big battle.

"Brother Jiuhuan, you and fellow Taoist Huanyue each take one of these two pills, which can repair the damage of the mind. I also need to recover here for a few days, and then I will talk to my brother about Zilang Stone Wall and Naxuan. About the matter of the Land of Lan." As he spoke, Fang Yan flicked out two pills and shot them at Jiuhuan Daoist.

"Cultivate the dialect as you like." The real person Jiuhuan caught the elixir that flew in and shouted at the same time. When he looked at the dialect again, he was already shrouded in a wave of formation. I can't see through the reality of this formation, so I just shook my head and sighed secretly that the current dialect has left me far away by hundreds of millions of miles, and then I turned my attention to the pill in my hand without much investigation , after handing one of the grains to Huanyue, he backhanded the other into the mouth. Although it was better than Taoist Huanyue, Daoist Jiuhuan also suffered a lot of shock in the center of this moment of investigation. There is still a big gap between the monks in the Nascent Soul, the monks in the cultivation world and the monks in the Xuanlan domain.

(End of this chapter)