In the next few months, the three dialect brothers finally confirmed the fluctuation and the law of the appearance of the green ant beast, the fluctuation appeared once in half a month, and it lasted for half a month, and the three people with experience spent it in constant repetition, killing, refining, killing again, refining again, killing a lot of green ant beasts, and collecting a lot of supreme aura.

Fang Yan also knows, only the supreme aura on the king beast can satisfy the appetite of the Qiankun pot, even the fifth-order green ant beast, these days, he himself has refined a lot, although it is still not as good as the Taiyu Daoist Chang Hui and the two of them have grown by leaps and bounds, but they can also perceive the obvious results, and when they are empty, they can also feel their own progress.

It's just that the thick supreme aura still hasn't been received, and there are two times when it is close to the edge of success, but it is still mixed by the many green ant beast kings who arrived, but with the continuous killing, the effect seems to be gradually revealed, the fifth-order king beasts don't seem to be as dense as before, I don't know if it really killed their muscles and bones, or shocked the huge lethality of the three people, the demon beasts are not willing to easily compete head-on, after all, in a few months, the king beasts that have been killed by the three of them have been almost two hundred, and the fifth-order green ant beasts are nearly a thousand。

On this day, it was another half a month, and the demon beasts dispersed again, without the need to speak in dialects, Chang Hui, the Taiyu Daoist, had already collected enough demon beasts each, and then the fluctuations flashed, and the three of them entered the magic weapon space of dialects again and disappeared.

Fang Yan took the two junior disciples to fight in the strange array, but outside in the land of hundred spices, it was the same as in the past, but in the past few days, there was a figure that was not wandering around, as if he was looking for something.

This person is the distraction of the inner door of the Heavenly Star Sect Long Xiandao, a few months have passed, Xiang Feidao is still missing, Long Xiandao people are anxious in their hearts, during which he has quietly inquired with the senior brothers in the sect, and the news he got is that Xiang Feidao people did not go back to the sect, as for the matter of the natal Yuan Shen card, Long Xian did not ask clearly, but he also guessed that it should be fine, otherwise the two senior brothers would not talk like that.

On that day, Xiang Fei Dao people followed a few juniors into the fluctuating portal, and then disappeared without a trace, if Xiang Fei fell, Long Xian didn't have to be so concerned, he didn't look at it that day, and he was not afraid that a few people in the dialect would associate things with him, but now Xiang Fei is just missing and can't be contacted, although he doesn't believe that Xiang Fei a distracted monk will be calculated by the Yuanying monk, just thinking of the fierce color of the dialect, I don't know why, Long Xian's heart is a burst of anxiety, one day without seeing Xiang Fei himself, Long Xian can't be at ease for a day.

Long Xian also knocked on the side and asked about the Yuanying juniors, but the news he got made him a little surprised, at least the dialect must not have fallen, with the genius qualification of the dialect, plus the protection of the Sword Star Daoist, if it falls, it will definitely not be peaceful.

He had been searching around the Land of Hundred Incense for several months, but he still hadn't found the slightest trace, and on this day, Long Xian was still flying in the Land of Hundred Fragrances, and suddenly noticed a faint fluctuation flashing in a dark cloud in front of him, and then a low voice came into his ears: "Heavenly Star Sect Monk?"

Long Xiandao's figure was stunned, and then stopped, the owner of the fluctuation did not hide his whereabouts, Long Xiandao probed a little but found that his divine sense could not easily penetrate it, and then he also collected his divine sense and asked loudly: "I don't know where Daoist friends are here." ”

Although it was only a faint fluctuation and a low voice, Long Xian could also sense that the other party's cultivation was not under him, although he didn't know what the other party's origin was, Long Xian didn't have any worries, as a distracted monk of the inner sect of the Heavenly Star Sect, he still had the confidence to do so, in fact, Long Xian also thought more than once about why he would have murderous intentions for a Yuan Infant junior, thinking about it, there was still no conclusion, maybe there was a conclusion, but he didn't want to admit it.

Now that he met a distracted monk, Long Xian didn't mind talking to the other party, and maybe he could find some traces of Xiang Feidao's people.

After a while, the dark cloud flickered a few times, and then Long Xiandao saw a figure flash out, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Wu Clan's Daoist Friend?"

Although the Wu clan is rarely exposed in front of people, Long Xian is a distracted monk, after all, he has seen a few Wu monks, and the young monk in front of him is obviously dressed as a Wu clan, wearing a sackcloth to cover the thin body, and several runes unique to the Wu clan are engraved on the Mai.

Looking inconspicuous, Long Xian did not underestimate it, although the Wu clan did not have the reputation of protecting the shortcomings like the Tianxing Sect in the Xuanlan domain, but they were the most difficult monks, and the cultivation methods of the Wu clan were very different from ordinary sects, and the usual and proud means were very likely to be ineffective against the monks of the Wu clan, and in the face of such a strange race as the Wu clan, there was the Tianxing Sect behind him, and Long Xian did not want to cause unnecessary trouble.

After a little inquiry, Long Xian arched his hand and said, "Heavenly Star Sect Long Xian, I don't know what to call this Wu Clan Daoist?"

The Wu Clan monk didn't answer immediately, and after also looking Long Xian up and down, he slowly spoke: "Wu Clan Witch Eighteen, Daoist Friend is really a Heavenly Star Sect monk, I have something to ask you." ”

Long Xian didn't expect that he hadn't asked the other party yet, but the other party spoke first, and he was inevitably a little surprised in his heart, Long Xian was sure that the Wu clan monk in front of him had never seen it before, and the Wu clan rarely dealt with others, so how could he think of asking him about things if he wanted to be alone.

Surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, Long Xiandao didn't know anything, and said, "I don't know what you want to ask, you might as well say it." ”

"I heard that there is a Yuanying monk named Fang Yan in your Heavenly Star Sect, I don't know if you can recognize it?" The thin man who called himself Wu Eighteen did not drag, and asked as soon as he opened his mouth.

Hearing the tone of the other party's speech, Long Xiandao couldn't help but feel disdainful, and secretly said in his heart, asking people about things, how can there be such a tone, don't call your sect, and don't call you, the Wu clan really doesn't understand the etiquette law, but when he heard that the other party was actually inquiring into dialects, Long Xiandang even if he no longer paid attention to these Xu rudeness, his mind immediately turned, why did this Wu clan monk inquire about dialects? Is it old knowledge? Or is it an old grudge? Is it a coincidence or an intention to meet yourself here?

"I've met this junior a few times, but I don't know why Wu Daoyou mentioned him. Long Xiandao turned a thousand thoughts in an instant, after all, he still couldn't guess the intention of the Wu monk, the only thing that was certain was that his whereabouts didn't even have a plan for himself, and it was impossible for the other party to wait for him on purpose, so he opened his mouth and asked tentatively.

"Well, have you really heard of him? I heard that there are thousands of disciples in the Heavenly Star Sect, you won't have seen every single one, right?" Wu Eighteen didn't seem to expect Long Xian's answer, and actually asked.

"Of course not, it's just that this junior is a little special, I've only seen it twice, but I don't know why Wu Daoyou mentioned him, although his qualifications are not low, but it's not enough to make Daoyou pay attention. Long Xian still didn't hear what Wu Eighteen meant, and continued to test it.

"The qualifications are not low, but he is just a junior of the Yuanying Generation. ”

Hearing Wu Eighteen's somewhat disdainful tone, Long Xiandao's heart moved slightly, and then he said: "Yuanying junior is true, but he is a genius disciple in the inner door of our sect, but after a hundred years of hard work, he has already reached the great consummation of Yuanying, maybe one day he will break through and be promoted to distract from his cultivation." ”

"What? You said that he has already attained the Great Perfection of the Yuan Infant, how can it be so fast?" Wu Eighteen, who had been with a cold face and seemed to have no expression at all, was surprised and disdainful just now, and it was also said with a zombie face, and when he heard Long Xiandaoren's last words, his expression changed slightly, revealing a look of surprise.

This time, Long Xian heard Wu Eighteen's tone, and he was definitely not happy, and then said quietly: "This is not fake, by the way, a few days ago, I seemed to hear a few fellow disciples mention that he also came to the land of hundred fragrances, and it is possible that Daoist friends can meet him." ”