Jiangcheng has the station of the Immortal Dao League.

The person in charge of the residence is generally a cultivator above the Yuan infant stage, with a large number of disciples, composed of disciples of the five major sects, and many small sects that have taken refuge in under their jurisdiction.

Some time ago, news came that the Demon Dao was heading south, and the person in charge of the Central Plains Station invited the heads of Jiangcheng and other regions to organize people to fight the Demon Dao monks in the north and south, and the prefectures and counties of the imperial court also organized forces to resist and pursue the rebels.

There is no problem with the plan, and there is no problem with the intelligence, the only thing that underestimates the essence of the Demon Dao.

The person in charge of Jiangcheng fought hotly on the battlefield, who knew that he was stolen by the devil and took the lair.

Jiangcheng's scattered cultivators and the low-level children of the Immortal Dao Alliance, the casualties are not counted.

After listening to the man, the secret path was not good, the front road was blocked, and the back road was blocked.

Even if this person's words are untruthful, he can extract a piece of information that the Demon Dao is attacking Jiangcheng and is fighting.

Chaos, danger!

Li Lingyun's face turned pale, his face was crying, and he said with a dead eyebrow: "Heaven and earth are so big, where can I accommodate them?" ”

The man frowned, frowned, and said, "You are a loose cultivator who escaped from Longmian Town?" ”

The monks generally called the town 'Longmian Town'.

The dialect cultivation is low, only in the foundation building period, she neither wore a Taoist robe, nor did she report to the sect and the teacher, and the discerning person knows it at a glance, and there is no need to hide speculation.

Li Lingyun was about to speak, looking cramped and uneasy, and at a glance, he knew that he had just undergone a big change, and he was a little in a trance.

"Huh?!"

Fang Yan stretched out his hand to stop it, looked at the other party casually, turned around and whispered: "This person is of unknown origin......

"Don't be afraid~"

The man's face was haggard, and he smiled as kindly as he could.

"I'm a disciple of the Yanxing Sect, you help me up, let's go together, and go elsewhere to see, I don't believe that the Demon Dao can block all the surroundings, there are always one or two cities that are exceptions, if you want to live, you can't lose hope!"

Fang Yan suddenly laughed, and arched his hand, "It turned out to be a disciple of the Yanxing Sect, I don't know if your injury is serious, I have a bottle of healing pill here, ...... Forgot to ask, did you suffer internal or external injuries? ”

As she spoke, Fang Yan put her hand into her arms, making people have no doubt that she would take out the pill the next moment.

"It's just a small injury, it doesn't hurt the fundamental ......"

The man smiled and waved his hand, and said dumbly: "You help me up first, it's important to leave first, this place is too close to Jiangcheng, and it is not out of the crisis." ”

"Okay, here we go~!"

Fang Yan put down her hand and was about to move forward, but the next moment she changed her face and sneered: "Pointing to the deer as a horse!" ”

Bang~!

The man was smiling a moment ago, but he became dumbfounded for a moment, and then he ......

It turned into a pig, lying in the grass, with a long wound in the abdomen, and a lot of blood.

Li Lingyun panicked and asked dumbfounded, "What are you doing here?" ”

"He's a liar!"

Fang Yan explained, looked at Li Lingyun, and paused word by word, "The people of the Yanxing Sect, I can recognize them, they have the power of the vast sea of stars, obviously, he doesn't!" ”

Li Lingyun's fingers were raised and lowered, and he wanted to speak and stopped, doubting his belief.

"Then you say...... Now is the best way to do it. ”

Fang Yan looked around and looked back at the green mountains and big valley where he came, "Go back, it's the safest place right now." ”

"Go back? Why? ”

Li Lingyun's face is like earth.

Seeing that he seemed to have misunderstood, the dialect pointed to the green mountains not far away, "I mean in the mountains, you can both hide and escape." ”

"I, I ......"

Li Lingyun hugged his head, his eyes were anxious, his expression was painful, and he struggled for a long time before raising his head.

"I believe in you!"

Fang Yan turned his head and looked at the pig lying on the ground wailing, with a complicated expression, the one who can fly with the sword is at least the Jindan period, even if she is injured and becomes a pig, it is not something she can deal with, but she left like this, and she was afraid of leaving a foreshadowing, which would eventually cause unnecessary trouble.

For the first time, she used the direct phagocytosis function of the lottery holder, and although according to the introduction, there will be a certain amount of backlash, but it is the best way at the moment.

First of all, she needs luck value, she can only rely on the power of the lottery now, and secondly, she also wants to use this to find out all the abilities of the lottery holder, this time the incident gave her a deep intuitive feeling, she has never been so eager to become stronger, eager for power.

In the end, since you can't kill this person directly, or the pig, but devouring his luck value, you can keep him unlucky, and maybe he may die inexplicably later.

"Devour Luck!"

The holder rotates and makes a buzzing sound.

A stream of light burst out of the pig's body and entered the holder in Fang Yan's hand.

Luck is 20, reduce it by 12 to get 8 liters.

The total gas value is 206 liters.

The man on the ground who had become the second senior brother was howling, panicking, and struggling to get up.

"Let's go!"

The dialect simply calculates the gains and losses, and takes the lead to leave.

The second senior brother watched the two go away, got up and fell again, and the pig's face was full of helplessness and disbelief.

Why did you become a pig?!!

The blood food in hand flew away......

Before the second senior brother could think wildly, two pocket-sized flying swords as thin as a hairy one flew from a distance as fast as lightning, instantly penetrating the second senior brother's chest and sucking away the essence of blood.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared again.

……

Return to the nameless green hills.

Carefully found a hidden place, surrounded by mountains and rivers, extremely reliable.

"I hope you can get used to sleeping in the mountains for a while in the future."

Fang Yan found a cave, which looked like someone had spent the night before, and there was a pile of embers on the ground, apparently burned by fire.

"I'll go collect firewood, you rest here by yourself, pay attention to safety, don't be taken away by the wolf, tiger and leopard."

After speaking, throwing the flying sword in front of his eyes, something is better than nothing, there must be a weapon for self-protection, otherwise a person will have no sense of security in this wilderness.

Leaving Li Lingyun, the dialect began to communicate with the sign.

"Draw lots!"

She has now finally discovered that the sticker is still somewhat useful, just to see how to use it.

"Ding~!"

The dialect was silently recited in the bottom of my heart: "Sanqing Daozun, Jade Emperor, Queen Mother, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Buddha Rulai, Socialist Core Values, River, Crab Beast, all come to bless me~!" Thousands of miles away, at your fingertips, just one of them! ”

The yellow halo of the holder began to change.

The yellow halo starts at the bottom and spreads upwards.

"Ding~! Drawn successfully! ”

"No, Pole Tailai!"

Dialect: "......"

Okay, this one isn't bad, let's see what prizes can be drawn.

"Open!"

The light surged, wrapping it like a burden from ancient times, and when it was opened, it became a piece of cloth.

"Gift Pack Mystery Gift, Randomly Selected ......"

"Ding!"

"If the gift is drawn successfully, you will get a book on blacksmithing."

The light curtain flickered, the subtitles scrolled, and the title of the book appeared in the blacksmith.

"Twelve Methods of Forging: Contains twelve methods of forging spiritual weapons."

As the light curtain surges, the light goes out, the subtitles and the light disappear.

The content of the book is engraved into the mind of the dialect, which can be regarded as learning it once, and only waiting for the next time to take out the ingenuity to improve.

"One more chance......"