Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 929
"Supernatural powers? Demonic supernatural powers? In this case, it may be difficult for me as a monk to cultivate." Hearing that the mouse beast said this sentence at the end, Dialect couldn't help asking in surprise. Many monsters have One's own unique means can also be used for reference or even cultivated, but at this moment, the mouse beast emphasizes that other people can't learn it. Apart from the unique supernatural powers of the monster race, what else can it have.

This kind of supernatural power can't be cultivated casually, just like dialect once refined a piece of blue-tailed beast's tailbone in order to learn the blue-tailed beast's innate supernatural power and charming sound, and finally possessed that Dao supernatural power, but the effect is almost non-existent, and it cannot be cultivated and improved. Even if the current distraction cultivation level of the dialect is used to activate it, it can only charm monks under the golden core and monsters under the fourth level. Yes, it's not as powerful as a sneeze in dialect.

"Of course you monks can't do it by yourself, but I have a way for you to understand it, but to what extent you can cultivate it depends on yourself. It's just one shot and two parts." Immediately, a message of spiritual consciousness was transmitted to the dialect.

Inch light?Ignoring the mouse beast's threatening tone at the end, the dialect divine sense swept towards this monster clan supernatural power. The formula is not very long, but after reading and thinking about a dozen or so dialects, it is like a broken dialect that was originally practiced. The phantom eyes are ordinary, but they are actually a kind of supernatural power. Before that, the rat beast broke through the formation so quickly, I thought it had some means, but now it seems that it is still related to this supernatural power.

With such supernatural powers, Fang Yan knew that if he could really succeed in practicing it, it would be a great supplement to his formation cultivation. Not to mention anything else, he only said that if he encountered the forbidden formation outside Tongling Peak in the future, there would be more With supernatural powers of the category, I have a little more confidence in penetrating through the barrier of the formation. Maybe I can really collect the fairy breath again, but it's just like what dialect thought before, but I can't practice anything with just this formula. Something too high-level.

Raising his head to look at the mouse beast outside, the dialect said slowly, "Tell me how I can practice this magical technique?"

Shu Beast didn't answer, but asked back: "But agreed to the deal?"

Dialect nodded and said, "If your method is really useful."

Looking up and down the dialect, the mouse beast still seemed a little worried, and after a pause, he said again: "Of course I can guarantee this, but you need to swear a demon oath."

Hearing the sound, Fang Yan's expression turned cold: "If you don't believe it, you can choose not to make a deal." As he spoke, the exercises in Fang Yan's hands moved slightly, urging the exercises again to infiltrate into the trident magic weapon.

"You?" Shushoudang, who still wanted to bargain, choked on the words of the dialect, and then felt the movement of the dialect, feeling suffocated in his chest, but he could only say bitterly: "Okay, okay, if you don't swear an oath Don’t make an oath, why do you need to do this, take it, these are three pieces of Hunger Flame Gold, and the spiritual vein is in this jade slip.”

While talking, Shushou took out a few balls and put them in front of him.

The dialect didn't speak, it was a slight movement of the consciousness, which slightly exposed a gap in the surrounding barriers.

The speechless Rat Beast waved a few spirit objects and a jade slip into it, muttering something bitterly.

With a wave of his hand, the dialect collected the three pieces of hunger-flame gold and jade slips in his hand, and then a divine sense came out from the robe of the star burial, but it was the Taoist Hu who had been waiting for a long time. , Hu Taoists are far more familiar than dialects.

"Dialect, you earned it. This is the top-grade hunger flame gold. It may not be very useful for the star burial robe, but for the magic weapon under the middle-grade spiritual weapon, such as the Ziheng Furnace, it can also be used by these hunger flames. The gold has improved a lot, if it is added to your Thunder Sword, the power of the Dawu Sword Formation may be increased by a few points." A moment later, Daoist Hu's joyful voice came from the dialect consciousness.

"Okay." Fang Yan just responded, and didn't check the jade slip at all, so he turned his attention to the rat beast outside.

"You?" The mouse beast was speechless for a while again. It wanted to let the dialect let go of the trident magic weapon first, so it didn't say anything. When it opened its mouth, it spit out a drop of golden blood: "This is my natal blood, you When cultivating supernatural powers, you need to absorb the power, take it, if you dare to break the contract, I will not make it easier for you even if I die."

Dialect still ignored the monster's threatening words, and just watched quietly until the mouse beast tipped its nose and ejected the drop of golden blood.

As soon as this drop of golden blood approached, Fang Yan felt that this drop of natal essence blood was not that simple. Unless the monster was willing to kill it and refine all the flesh and blood, it would be difficult to extract such pure blood. Something, which contains a trace of the will of the rat beast, this is the key to cultivating the supernatural power. No wonder I wanted to practice the enchanting voice but couldn't get it. It turned out that the most crucial thing was missing. By the time the golden blood dripped into his hands, the dialect had believed most of the monster's words.

Seeing Fang Yan put away his natal blood, Shu Beast couldn't help feeling a burst of heartache, suppressed his depressed heart, and looked at Fang Yan. If the other party really dared to break the contract, it really wanted to fight for both sides.

It's just that Fang Yan has no intention of breaking the promise with a monster, even if the other party is a seventh-order monster, Fang Yan also doesn't care. The runes scattered immediately, and a flash of light and shadow flashed by, and the rat beast had already taken back its magic weapon.

The Rat Beast, which wanted to rob but was damaged, didn't stay for a moment. As soon as the magic weapon was picked up, a stream of light flashed by, and it disappeared.

The rat beasts have all left, and Dialect has no interest in these fifth- and sixth-tier monsters that are still around. He immediately waved his hand, dispersed all the surrounding formations, and let them escape in all directions. When the jade slip was picked up earlier, although he disdained a spiritual vein, it was a matter of convenience, and Dialect didn't care about spending more time, even if he collected some top-quality spirit stones, he could also supplement his Qiankun Pot a little more, didn't he? .

"It's still calculated by that monster." After a while, Fang Yan couldn't help but chuckled secretly. Where is the spirit vein sent by the other party? I was looking into the stone slope where the monster was hiding before, and I was able to discover the existence of this spirit vein.

It's nothing, originally these things were obtained for nothing, not to mention a few pieces of Hunger Flame Gold and this spiritual vein, it's just that magical power of monsters, from the perspective of dialect, it's enough for me to get a middle-grade To trade spiritual weapons, of course, the premise is that you can cultivate successfully as the monster said.

However, the current dialect has not planned to practice this supernatural power immediately. He just wants to see the size of the spiritual vein under his feet, or collect some spiritual stones, so he is ready to set off again and continue to find the location of Jinyan Mountain. After all, this supernatural power The cultivation method is already in hand, but the gold-type spiritual objects on Jinyan Mountain may be taken away by others at any time.

"Is this a gold-type spiritual vein? A golden-type spiritual vein that is so pure?" Just as he escaped underground, Fang Yan realized that his previous thoughts were still wrong. I don't know how long the rat beast has been cultivating here. It’s just that a small spiritual vein doesn’t even exist, it’s only tens of miles long, but the aura contained in it is the most quintessential gold-type aura. Dialect, who originally only wanted to search for some spiritual stones, immediately changed his mind, and even this The spirit veins were collected together.

After spending seven or eight days, Fang Yan uprooted this little talent's gold-type spirit vein, threw it into the gold-type portal of his Qiankun pot, and then clapped his hands and flew away from the mountain.

After a long time, the mouse beast, who noticed the disappearance of the dialect's aura, sneaked back. Its aura was much weaker than before after losing a drop of life essence. After returning, it checked carefully and finally confirmed that the murderer was indeed gone. , then headed towards his original lair, and in an instant there was a wailing sound: "You monk who kills thousands of knives, just collect some spirit stones, that's all, you actually destroyed my foundation." But it seems to have forgotten, It had already exchanged that spirit vein for its own talisman before.

(End of this chapter)