Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 996 Conditions
He didn't stay for too long, He Bailing had just disappeared, and the ancestor of the Hua family had just been beheaded, Fang Yan waved his hand, picked up the scattered things around, and then fled the valley in a flash.

He Bailing should not have the guts to come back again, and it is difficult for other monks to appear here again, but this is in the depths of the Great Soul Star Wilderness. Although there is no monster aura flashing at the moment, Fang Yan knows in his heart that the previous movement is definitely It can't be hidden from the attention of the native spirit beasts here. Ordinary sixth-level and seventh-level spirit beasts may be afraid of the distracted aura of a few people and dare not show their bodies, but it's hard to say that a few will be interested and rush over.

Today's dialect is so powerful that ordinary soul beasts don't care much even if they are seventh-order, but they don't have the heart to deal with these monsters, and this kind of wild land, maybe there are soul beasts above eighth-order. In the past, Fang Yan might be interested in provoking him, but he just defeated three of his distracted peers, killed two of them, and kept their bodies in his hands. How could Fang Yan have the heart to find some monsters? Trouble.

This time, he didn't restrain his escape speed anymore. Dialect activated the wings of thunder escape, and he was already hundreds of miles away in a few flashes. Dialect, who restrained his breath, scanned around, and quickly chose a place to stay , a lake thousands of miles in size, at the bottom of the lake, the dialect wrapped in the dense scroll did not emit a trace of aura fluctuations. Not long after, a faint wave formation appeared in the depths of the lake, not to mention the dialect in the lake at this moment. The sixth-order soul beast that arrived was a monk with a distracted mind. Unless it was within a hundred feet, it was impossible to detect the fluctuations of the formation formed by the dialect. The formation rune flashed and merged into it, and it was still weakening continuously. After half a quarter of an hour, there was no more fluctuation.

In the formation, Dialect Dang, who stopped, threw two pills into his mouth, then stretched out his hand, and a Yuanshen Yuanying appeared in front of him.

"Fang Daoyou, spare your life." The Nascent Soul body that had just shown its figure suddenly begged for mercy, and its tone was full of panic.

It is none other than the body of Yuanshen Yuanying, a monk with the surname Feng who has cooperated with Fangyan before. When he begged Fangyan to save him, he probably never thought that he would succeed. He was really won by Fangyan from Qiu Lanzi After coming, the dialect has not made any action, which made the monk surnamed Feng very uneasy for a long time.

During these days, the monk surnamed Feng has been thinking about how long he has been thinking about how the dialect will deal with him. As a monk surnamed Feng, he naturally knows what situation he is in now. No matter which distracting monk it is, it is a great supplement.

In the past, when he grasped at straws, he usually asked Fang Yan for help. In fact, he and Fang Yan were no more than nodding acquaintances. The previous cooperation had ended before it even started. Now, how could he not be worried that Fang Yan would devour his primordial soul and soul? If it was before, he might still have the intention to use his skills to compete with the dialect, but after seeing the battle between the dialect and Qiu Lanzi, the monk surnamed Feng no longer has such plans.

At this moment, he ingested his Yuanshen Yuanying, no matter what the dialect intended, the monk surnamed Feng could only pray for mercy, hoping that the dialect would show compassion as before, otherwise he would have to blew his Yuanshen Yuanying, maybe even There is no chance of self-destruction.

Before he had time to do anything, Fang Yan shook his head secretly when he heard monk Feng's begging for mercy, but Fang Yan also knew the scruples of monk Feng, so he said in a deep voice: "Fellow Daoist, if Fang really wants to do something What, why is it necessary?"

Hearing the dialect's words, the monk surnamed Feng was still a little dubious. After a moment's pause, he slowly spoke to the dialect: "Fang Daoyou, you mean?"

Fang Yan just nodded before opening his mouth, the monk surnamed Feng shouted in surprise, and then hurriedly said: "Fang, Daoist Fang, will remember the great kindness in his heart, and there will be a big thank you in the future."

After saying that, he wanted to urge his figure to escape quickly. When he came out earlier, the monk surnamed Feng had already noticed that there was no arrangement to restrain his actions except for a defensive formation around him. It was just that he was afraid of the strength of the dialect and did not dare to do what he wanted. At this moment, he got the affirmation of the dialect, but he couldn't wait any longer. It seemed that he was afraid that the dialect would change his mind immediately, and he didn't care that he was only a Nascent Soul. In the Nascent Soul body, he wanted to repay the dialect, but he had nothing to show.

"Isn't it inappropriate for fellow Taoist to leave like this?" Fang Yan shouted.

"Huh? Fellow Daoist Fang?" Sensing a force holding his Nascent Soul body, the monk surnamed Feng asked Fang Yan with a serious look, thinking that Fang Yan had regrets.

Hearing the words of cultivator surnamed Feng, Fang Yan shook his head. How could he not be aware of the guarded heart of cultivator surnamed Feng at this moment? After shaking his head, he said, "Fellow Daoist, are you planning to leave here with the body of Nascent Soul? Don't say If you meet other monks, even if you meet a few monsters, it may be difficult for fellow Taoists to leave safely, right?"

"En? Fellow Daoist Fang, what is this place?" Cultivator Feng surnamed immediately paused, released his consciousness to scan through the surrounding defensive formations, and then his expression changed slightly. The lake outside was nothing but the waves The aura of a sixth-order monster is faintly visible. If it was in the past, how could a sixth-order monster be placed in the eyes of a distracted monk like the wind surnamed monk, and he would not be afraid of only the body of the Nascent Soul, but the sixth-level monster just now The beast's aura was a little weird, and only the monk named Feng who was left with the Yuanshen and Yuanying felt a throbbing in his heart, and even felt a trace of danger, and this was just a sixth-order monster.

"The wild land of the Great Soul Star." The dialect didn't hide anything, Dang even said to the monk surnamed Chaofeng.

"Big soul star? Is that a sixth-order soul beast?" The cultivator surnamed Feng paused for a while after hearing the words. He obviously also knew the peculiarities of the big soul star soul beast. In some respects, a sixth-order soul beast was comparable to his seventh-order monster. Beasts, especially in the face of a Nascent Soul body like him now, facing a sixth-order soul beast, the monk surnamed Feng still has some confidence, but if he encounters a seventh-order or as the dialect says, a few soul beasts Beast, I'm afraid it's more ominous than good, and in an instant, the expression on Feng Xing's face changed several times. In the end, he could only cast his eyes on Dialect who was on the side, showing a bit of begging expression. He didn't have the heart to leave in a hurry. up.

"Fellow Daoist, it's better to fuse the body first." Fang Yan said slowly.

"What Fang Daoyou said is that Fengmou originally planned to find a body to fuse with, but in this wild land of the Great Soul Star, where can he find a suitable body." After realizing it, using the dialect can defeat Qiu Lanzi's strength head-on. If he wants to kill him, it doesn't take much effort. If he wants to leave safely, he can only rely on the dialect.

Speaking of this, the monk surnamed Feng paused for a while, looked at the calm dialect beside him, and then said in a deep voice: "Fang, fellow daoist, if you have any request, just ask, if fellow daoist helps Feng obtain a physical body..."

At this moment, the cultivator surnamed Feng has seen the meaning of the dialect, but he is not dissatisfied. The original cultivation world is like this, and the dialect has no obligation to save him. It is already a great kindness to refine him without devouring him , As for what kind of conditions the dialect will put forward, the monk surnamed Feng doesn't even think about it. In any case, it will never be worse than falling.

Hearing what the monk surnamed Feng said, Fang Yan smiled slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist Feng, you don't need to worry too much. I can help you find the physical body. You only need to promise me one thing."

"Fellow Daoist, please speak."

"Fellow Daoist, have you ever heard of the Xuanlan Domain?"

"The Realm of Xuanlan? The Realm of Xuanlan, the Holy Land of Comprehension? There are a few distracted monks who have never heard of it, but they just heard that although there is rich aura, it is not much stronger than many caves in the realm of cultivation. On the contrary, there are strong people like clouds, equal His cultivation base is much better than mine, and maybe he will have a chance to find out after the middle stage of distraction." The monk surnamed Feng was slightly taken aback, then said slowly.

"It seems that fellow daoist has heard of it, so I won't repeat it. Are you interested in going to Xuanlan's domain in a few years?" Fang Yan asked slowly.

(End of this chapter)