Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 925
It wasn't the monks of the Hua family who made Fang Yan interested and chose to stop, and Fang Yan's grievances towards the Hua family were not much greater than Taoist Chenming who led a group of distracted monks to chase and kill him. Regardless, Dialect will not take the initiative to deal with the Hua family now, but now it just happens that Dialect, who originally had no urgency to go to the Great Soul Star, does not mind joining in the fun and disrupting the situation, if he can gain something Of course better.

Stepping out of the teleportation array, Fang Yandang escaped into the sky and swept around. Within hundreds of miles around the teleportation array, there was a forest of sword shoots and stones. From a distance, it looked like a flying sword piercing straight Yunxiao, which also exudes a faint gold-type power, and even contains a little sword intent. If monks who have practiced gold-type kung fu techniques practice here, it will definitely be beneficial. Maybe these sword peaks will lead to sword intent It is not necessary to come up with some swordsmanship and sword formulas, but it can only be a monk below the Yuanying. For monks above the Yuanying, or even a monk with a distracted cultivation level such as dialect, these Xu Jianyi breaths are of no use.

Dialect scanned casually, and stopped paying attention to these sword-like stone fronts, just looking for the breath of those distracted monks who had just left.

After a while, Fang Yan's face moved slightly, and then he urged his figure to escape in one direction.

Even if the Wings of Thunder Dungeon were not activated, and only relying on the distracted cultivator to activate the Flying Dungeon technique, the dialect was also extremely fast, and within a few breaths of effort, he had already left far away from the place where the teleportation array was located. The planet is obviously an ordinary thing. Within a few breaths, the dialect has passed no less than a hundred similar places, big and small, all of which are full of pinnacles, like a sharp sword. In the stone forest, many monks' auras and formations could be sensed, which should be some local sect monks.

With the continuous appearance of these messy breaths, dialect gradually showed a helpless look on his face. He tracked down all the way, but when he arrived here, he could no longer feel the intermittent faint distraction breath before, and wanted to track down that breath again. A few distracted monks can't do it for the time being.

Sweeping around for a while, Fang Yan adjusted his direction a little, stepped out and paused again. He didn't find the figure of the Hua family monk, but caught Fang Yan's eyes and saw a comprehension market.

After a few breaths, Fang Yan had already fallen outside the defense of the cultivation market, and did not rely on his own formation to penetrate directly. After paying the entrance fee like others, Fang Yan walked in slowly.

As the dialect guessed earlier, most of the monks around are practicing gold-type exercises. The entire cultivation market is filled with the killing power of Taoism and gold-type. Judging by the expressions of everyone, although they don't seem to be practicing The fire-type kung fu monks are so irritable, but they are a little bit more fierce, and even more eccentric monks keep staring at the fellow monks passing by. There is no slight difference in the city, that is, the ubiquitous street stalls on the street, and the continuous shouting of "the best golden thunder stone, as long as [-] spirit stones, and [-] top-grade spirit stones, you can get a refining stone." Jin Yanshi, the magic weapon for making spirit tools, is almost out of hand."

"The Flying Shuttle Sword is a top-grade treasure. After being activated, it can have the power of a magic weapon. It's not a big deal. The most important thing is his escape speed. If any fellow Taoist is lucky enough to get this flying sword, Shi Lin Aoyou is a fellow Taoist on the star, even if he can't resist those high-level monsters, he will definitely be able to run faster than them."

"All kinds of spiritual herbs, all kinds of spiritual herbs, from the third grade to the seventh grade, there are everything you can expect, only what you can't think of, we can't find it, fellow Taoists, hurry up and take a look."

Listening to the noisy bragging and selling around, Fang Yan walked down the main road at a leisurely pace, and while searching casually, he had already seen through all the spiritual materials on the surrounding stalls, and only secretly laughed a few times in his heart , this place is much more exaggerated than the embedding of blue stars. If there are really ignorant people who listen to these people's introductions, they don't know what they will suffer.

After turning a corner, Dialect stopped, and a restaurant appeared on the left hand side, where many monks were having a good time drinking and chatting, disturbing each other, but it was very lively, it was exactly the place he was looking for, after a little habitual scrutiny, Dialect Step into it.

"Is this senior looking for a quieter place or a more lively place?" As soon as he stepped into it, a monk dressed as a junior greeted him and greeted him in dialect.

"Be quiet."

"Okay, senior, please." Xiao Er replied, and led Fang Yan towards the stairs.

After arranging the dialect in an elegant room in a secret room by the window, Xiaoer, who has built a foundation, said to the dialect again: "This is the first time for seniors to come to our Jinfeng Building. This is the menu. Seniors, choose it and see if you like it." What kind of taste." Said, handed dialect a jade slip.

After receiving the jade slip, he glanced slightly in dialect, and saw all kinds of dishes. Although there are people who eat for the monks, there are absolutely no people who only eat for the sake of their stomachs. Naturally, the dishes here will not be ordinary Although the ingredients used in those dishes are not as good as their names, such as dragon liver, phoenix gall, and flat peach fruit, they are also all kinds of monsters and spirit herbs. Of course, the prices of the dishes cooked by these things are also reasonable. If they can get these things, if they are less wealthy monks, they may go bankrupt if they can't eat a few meals.

"Bring me a few light dishes, and a jar of Jinyan Lingjiu."

Hearing the words in the dialect, Xiaoer's face immediately showed joy, and secretly said that he met a big customer. The jar of Jinyan Lingjiu alone was something he, Xiaoer, could not earn in a year, and he agreed immediately. With a bang, he backed out.

Soon, four dishes were placed on the table in front of Fang Yan. Although Fang Yan himself is an alchemist, the method of cooking spirit herbs in this way has never been studied before. Feeling the long-suppressed appetite, he threw a middle-grade spirit stone at Xiao Er, then waved him to go down, and Fang Yan poured himself a drink.

Of course, the dialect didn’t really come here to satisfy one’s hunger. While drinking tea, wine and delicacies, the spiritual consciousness had already enveloped the surroundings, and even the monks’ discussions in other secret rooms could not escape the investigation of the dialect. The Famous God monks went to war, and Dialect guessed that what those few distracted monks planned might no longer be a secret. It is hard to say that there will be no news.

It's just that half an hour has passed, and Fang Yan has already poured three altars of Jinyan Spirit Wine into his stomach, but he has heard a lot of rumors or secrets, but those things, even just listening, Fang Yan knows that it's not like a few people are distracted What monks pay attention to and what more people talk about are trivial matters in the eyes of the dialect.

"Xiao Er." After Fang Yan poured another glass of Jin Yan Ling wine into his mouth, he sent a message of spiritual consciousness to the outside of the private room.

"Senior, what other orders do you have?" Xiaoer, who received three middle-grade spirit stones from Fang Yan, which is equivalent to his income for several years, heard the message from Fang Yan, Dang even walked in, and asked Fang Yan with a respectful face. .

"Sit down and have a few glasses of wine with me." Dialect said with a wave of his hand.

"This? This junior doesn't dare." When he just came in, looking at the Jinyan spirit wine on the dialect table and smelling the strong fluctuations of spiritual power emanating from it, Xiaoer secretly swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, but he didn't expect this senior He actually invited himself to have a drink together, but at this time he showed timidity and quickly declined.

"I tell you to drink and you drink it, and I don't want you to drink it for nothing. Tell me about any anecdotes or rumors around you recently, and it will count as your wine money."

"Ah?" Xiaoer was even more stunned when he heard the words. For him, the foundation cultivator, the Jinyan spirit wine was already the supreme existence, and now someone just took out such a spirit wine just for a few rumors. ?

Still thinking about it, he noticed a powerful energy passing by him, and he didn't react at all, and found that he was already sitting at the table, and in front of him was a glass full of spiritual wine that was about to overflow.

"Drink, let's talk after drinking."

Realizing that what he was facing might be a legendary figure, Xiao Er, who was a bit evasive before, let go at this moment. Dang even raised the wine glass and poured it towards his mouth. With a glass of spiritual wine in his stomach, his Chatterboxes were also opened.

(End of this chapter)