Chapter 87: Shadowless Needle
All kinds of spirit beasts, all kinds of flying magic weapons, even after paying ten lower grade spirit stones, entered the Phantom Spirit Valley, and saw people coming and going on the street, Qi cultivators accounted for most of them, and Zhuji monks were also everywhere, connected with Dan monks, and occasionally appeared in the discussion of the crowd, this scene made Ding Yan deeply feel that Lianyun Sect was now in decline. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The Phantom Valley is surrounded by mountains, and the mountains are full of fog and flowing clouds, showing a beautiful and ethereal scenery.
The layout of the valley is similar to that of the worldly city, but it is magnificent and prosperous.
Because it was forbidden to fly and fight, the monks could only walk.
Everywhere you pass, there are many shops, specializing in selling all kinds of spiritual materials, magic weapons, elixirs, etc., and there are free trading areas, full of private stalls, for various transactions.
All of this was dazzling, which opened Ding Yan's eyes.
"Blood Trial, listen to its name, you know its cruelty, before that, the magic weapon of attack protection, the elixir of recovery and healing, these ...... You all need to be prepared. Xu An said.
Ding Yan nodded.
"However, it's getting late, and I'm not in a hurry, it's not too late to make plans tomorrow or two days, now, how about we find an inn to stay in?" Xu An said again.
Ding Yan said with a smile: "Look, there is a restaurant in front, how about a drink together, I please, it just so happens that I know almost nothing about the bloody trial of the Sword Sect, and I want to ask you a question or two." ”
"It's okay, it's just that I don't know much about it......" Xu An paused and said.
In those days, Ding Yan was deeply touched by the experience in Ningdu, and at this moment, when he saw the restaurant in front of him, his expression was full of reminiscence.
It's just that when he entered inside, he realized that this was not an ordinary restaurant, but a restaurant for monks, drinking spiritual wine, and every dish was carefully cooked with spiritual herbs.
When a table of wine and food came up, it cost Ding Yan nearly a thousand spirit stones, which was also a lot of money for an ordinary ninth-level Qi cultivator, and Ding Yan was also quite painful in his heart, especially when he thought of what kind of effect these spirit stones could get from the crow, he was even more emotional.
However, it is worth the money, the color and fragrance are complete, and when you drink a sip of spiritual wine, it is like a cluster of flames in your abdomen, and a warm current spreads throughout your body......
In any case, this table of wine and food is the best Ding Yan has ever eaten, and it is fragrant and memorable.
Xu An also enjoyed it, and the two talked happily.
In addition to the two of them, the surrounding tables were also filled with many monks, drinking and chatting one by one, and when someone mentioned the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range, it immediately resonated with everyone, and the atmosphere became warm.
Ding Yan couldn't help but smile indifferently, after he entered the Phantom Spirit Valley, most of the people were talking about the incident in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.
Some people say that more than 100,000 monks died in the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain Range.
Others say that there is much more to it.
Rumor has it that many great powers joined forces to fight a shocking battle with the Giant Hand, and finally took the Giant Hand away.
It is even rumored that even if the great power joins forces, they will not be able to resist the ferocity of the giant hand, and they will be killed countless times, and in the end, for some reason, the giant hand tears the space and leaves......
At the beginning, Ding Yan was still very concerned, after all, the appearance of the giant hand of the sky was inevitably related to him, but there were too many rumors, true and false, Ding Yan couldn't tell the difference, so he could only give up.
After drinking, the two stayed at a nearby inn.
In the guest room, Ding Yan sat down cross-legged, refining the remaining spiritual power in his body, and his cultivation also increased slightly, it was already late at night, and he fell asleep with a drunkenness that had not completely dissipated.
When he woke up the next morning, Ding Yan felt refreshed that he hadn't felt for a long time.
walked out of the room, knocked on Xu An's door, and there was no response, when Ding Yan hesitated, his consciousness spread out and he entered it carefully.
"Not there!" Ding Yan frowned.
Yesterday, the two had agreed to go out together, but now Xu An is nowhere to be seen, which is surprising and very abnormal.
It must be known that this is just an ordinary room, and Ding Yan can detect the slightest movement of Xu An next door, but it seems that Xu An's disappearance is intentionally and quietly leaving.
"Could it be that he has been fooled, and the bloody trial of the Sword Sect is also in vain?" Ding Yan couldn't help but have such a thought in his mind.
Suppressing the suspicion in his heart, as soon as Ding Yan walked out of the inn, a young man in white immediately stepped forward.
"Senior, do you need to lead the way, I am very familiar with Phantom Spirit Valley, if you need help, I can do it for you, and there is news from various channels, I can also provide it here, you only need to pay a small amount of spirit stones." The boy smiled.
Ding Yan's heart moved, and he glanced at the young man, he was not very old, and he was a fourth-level cultivator of Qi cultivation, and there were several young men like him at the door.
"It just so happens that I have something I want to know, and if I am satisfied, these spirit stones are yours." Ding Yan smiled, and with a flip in his hand, more than a hundred spirit stones floated in front of him.
"Senior, please command, I will definitely satisfy you." The young man's eyes were shining, surprised and delighted, these spirit stones were already a lot of income for him.
It didn't take long for the white-clothed young man to know that there was indeed something about the bloody trial of the Sword Sect, and the information he got was more detailed than what he got from Xu An, in addition, he also learned about the situation of the post station and the Phantom Spirit Valley.
Subsequently, Ding Yan went to the street alone, like a child in the village, the first time he entered the city, the strange world outside aroused his strong curiosity, and his heart was excited, he stopped and stopped along the way, full of interest, all kinds of shops, as long as he allowed, he would stop and see, what he saw and heard, let him feel eye-opened.
Soon, a day passed, and Ding Yan was still unsatisfied.
When he returned to the inn, Xu An still did not appear.
Ding Yan secretly thought to himself, returned to his room, and took out a jade box, in which were three thin needles, three inches long, as if they were cast in crystal, and the light flickered.
Shadowless needles!
This is some of the preparations that Ding Yan made for the blood refining of the Sword Sect, and he also bought some pills.
Ding Yan stretched out his hand to pass a little in the air, and the three shadowless needles immediately floated in front of him, and then Ding Yan opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of spiritual power, like a cloud, wrapping the shadowless needles.
"Lian!" Ding Yan snorted lightly, and at the same time, more mana in his hand was sent to the Shadowless Needle.
Four or five hours later, Ding Yan's face was pale and tired, while the Shadowless Needle, after absorbing a large amount of mana, finally established a close connection with him.
He took out a flying sword, his mind moved, and the shadowless needle suddenly turned into three faint crystals, stabbing at the flying sword in an instant.
Boom!
As soon as the shadowless needle pierced, it left a hole the thickness of three fingers on the surface of the sword, and then, along the hole, there were cracks all over the hole, and the flying sword shattered into more than a dozen pieces.
Ding Yan nodded secretly, the power of the Shadowless Needle made him satisfied, if it was coupled with the control of the Divine Sense, the Shadowless Needle would appear more flexible and changeable, and with the casting of the Chiyan Sword, the Sword Sect's blood refining could provide him with a lot of help.
The next day, Xu An still did not appear, and Ding Yan guessed in his heart that Xu An might have left the Phantom Spirit Valley.
On the side of the post station, today, there were merchant ships heading to the Sword Sect, so there was no need for Ding Yan to continue, and when he left the Phantom Spirit Valley, he went straight to the direction of the post station.
Dozens of miles away, a large mountain has been cut off from its tip and transformed into a huge square.
When Ding Yan turned into a streamer and stared at it, there were already hundreds of people in the square, and seven or eight hundred-meter-long giant spaceships were parked in the center of the square.
From time to time, monks flew here from the sky.
From a distance, you can see the prompt on a spaceship, depart today, and arrive at the Sword Sect in half a month!
Ding Yan fell into the square and walked there.