The apprehensive Shang Daozi stared at Fang Yan motionlessly, no one knew better than him the meaning of Master and Master to the Star Pole Sect, if there was something wrong with either of the two ancestors, it would be an unbearable disaster for the Star Sect, but this kind of thing could not ask outsiders for help, if it weren't for Fang Yan, it would be impossible to have the opportunity to get here and see the situation of the two.

Shang Daozi was not the slightest surprised by the actions of the dialect, although he was not very clear about the current situation of the master and the ancestor, he could also guess the probability, the divine consciousness of the two fell into the high-level formation, but Shang Daozi's strength was insufficient, and even if he was in the late stage of Jindan, he only comprehended eight formations.

Although Fang Yan only comprehended eight formations last time, Shang Daozi's heart was full of hope, when the ancestor almost insisted on hiring Fang Yan as the elder of the sect, Shang Daozi may still have some doubts in his heart, but just a few years ago, when he saw that majestic monk, even the monk who had to perform the junior rites like Xing Wuyi, Shang Daozi no longer had the original doubts.

After only a few decades, he has not been lazy, he has been cultivating in the secret realm of the sect for hundreds of years, and he is only closer to the Jindan Great Perfection, but when he will be able to impact the baby, Shang Daozi is not sure in his heart, but from the mouth of the monk, he heard that the dialect is not only already married, but it is very likely that it has reached the realm of the middle stage of the Yuan Infant.

At that time, he still didn't believe it, but when he saw the dialect just now, Shang Daozi found that the cultivation of the dialect elder was not something he could detect at all, but that bearing, faintly revealing the taste of Yuanying, could not hide it from him.

Thinking of this, Shang Daozi couldn't help but feel a little gloomy, if it weren't for the fact that his senior brothers and sisters couldn't succeed in getting married, the master would not have rashly comprehended the higher formation, and the master would not have fallen into it because of the master, I hope that the dialect elder can bring surprises.

After a few hours, Shang Daozi saw that the dialect elder in front of him had retracted his divine consciousness and slowly opened his eyes, but his master and ancestor were still motionless.

"Elder Dialect?" Shang Daozi's inquiring tone was filled with disappointment.

Hearing Shang Daozi's tone, Fang Yan smiled slightly: "Shang Daoyou, don't worry, the two elder brothers are fine, but it is a good thing, if this realization is successful, presumably their cultivation may go further." ”

"What?" As if the drowning man had grasped a straw, Shang Daozi looked at Fang Yan in surprise.

"They are comprehending the twelfth formation diagram in the Zilang Stone Wall, if it goes well, the Nine Illusion Brother will come out within a year or two, and the Illusory Moon Brother estimates that it will take a little longer, and it will not exceed ten years. ”

"Ah, great, great. Shang Daozi shouted loudly, originally he shouldn't have shown such a posture in a dignified manner, but the matter of the two ancestors was too big, and when he heard the good news at first glance, he was a little out of shape.

It didn't take much effort for Shang Daozi to realize that something was wrong: "Dialect Daoist, the Natal Yuan God Card doesn't seem to be so optimistic, I'm worried that Master and Master won't be able to support it for so long?"

"Well, that's true, the two of them didn't want to be stuck in it for so long and lead to old diseases, but you don't have to worry, as long as they let their souls be consumed and replenished, it won't be a problem. ”

Fang Yan took out a spirit stone in his hand, played a few tricks, and several runes were submerged into the spirit stone, and soon, Shang Daozi on the side noticed a majestic divine soul fluctuation coming from the spirit stone: "Ah, this is the sixth-order demon beast divine soul?"

Fang Yan didn't reply again, and the trick in his hand continued, after taking this divine soul out of the Yunling Stone, without waiting for it to make a slight movement, several runes were submerged into this divine soul, and soon, it did not move.

Fang Yan waved his hand and cut off two pieces of this pure divine soul power, and then ran the exercise, and an extreme ice flame appeared in his hand, instantly enveloping the two groups of divine soul power.

Time passed minute by minute, and two hours later, Fang Yan let out a sigh: "Haha, it's okay, it's finally condensed into a pill, so let's call you Soul Pill." ”

With the slight movement of the palm of the dialect, the soul pill that had just been condensed shattered, and the two breaths followed the phantom moon and the nine illusions of the heavenly spirit into their sea of consciousness, and the demon beast divine soul refined by the dialect, among which the divine mind had already been wiped out, only the extremely pure energy remained, and without consuming any means, it was absorbed by the divine soul in the sea of knowledge of the two as its own strength.

After doing all this, Fang Yan was also a little tired: "Shang Daoyou, the two old brothers are fine, I need to recover for a while." ”

"Huh?" Shang Daozi, who had been stunned by the dialect method at this time, came back to his senses when he heard the dialect's voice, what kind of scene was it just now, obliterating the demon beast soul with his bare hands, condensing it into an elixir, and then dissolving the pill power for others to absorb directly?

Shang Daozi in the Jindan period didn't seem to have figured out the means of dialect, but he didn't have a trace of doubt about the words of dialects: "Please come with me, Elder Dialect." ”

After a while, Shang Daozi led the dialect into a secret realm with a stronger aura, which was also one of the most high-level secret realms of the Star Pole Sect, in which the speed of time was more than ten times that of the time, Shang Daozi bowed his hand: "Elder Fang Yan will recover here, I won't bother." ”

Seeing that Fang Yan had crossed his knees and closed his eyes, he urged his mind to recover, Shang Daozi left the secret realm in a flash, and immediately rushed towards an attic.

Shang Daozi, who entered the attic, quickly fixed his eyes on a stone platform in front of him, on which there were hundreds of jade tablets, which were the natal primordial god tablets of all the disciples of the Xingji Sect.

Seeing that the top two jade plaques were still dim and irrelevant, Shang Daozi's expression tightened: "There is no change, it is still fading, why is the dialect elder meeting so sure just now." ”

The doubts in Shang Daozi's heart had not yet disappeared, and a look of surprise appeared on his face: "Haha." ”

The originally dim Yuan Shen card stopped fading at this moment, but began to emit light slightly, although it was only a trace, but it surprised Shang Daozi.

More surprises are still to come, a quarter of an hour later, the originally dim Yuan Shen card shines brightly, recovering the situation of the consummation, Shang Daozi knows that things are just as the dialect says, his master and ancestor will not have any big problems, as for still in retreat, what is it, if it is not for the matter of the natal Yuan Shen card, the two ancestors are in retreat for hundreds of years and it is normal.

Shang Daozi, who had left the attic, suddenly thought of something, just now the dialect elder seemed to mention that the two ancestors were now contemplating the twelfth formation diagram, as if this twelfth formation diagram was very easy for him, could it be that he had already understood the twelfth sub-array diagram? Shang Daozi couldn't help but think of the words of the original ancestor and the ancient rumor in the Star Pole Sect.

A day later, Shang Daozi received the news of dialects, hurriedly packed up, and once again entered the secret realm of dialect cultivation.

The dialect that had been restored, seeing Shang Daozi who had come in, stretched out his hand and handed out a few black and bright pills: "Shang Daoyou, you can take these few soul pills, and when you see the two old brothers' souls languishing, you will crush them and pour them into the sea of knowledge." ”

Shang Daozi, who had already understood the efficacy of this elixir, solemnly put them away, this was the key to whether the two ancestors could get out of the purple stone wall, Shang Daozi did not dare to be careless, and after putting it away, he thanked him again and again.

Fang Yan waved his hand and said: "Friends of the business don't have to be polite, I am responsible for the affairs of the two elder brothers, you don't have to worry about them, these few soul pills are enough to support more than ten years." By the way, Ji Feng is still in the Star Pole Sect?"

"Ji Feng, this kid is good, he is still in retreat, this time he should be able to impact the Jiedan, but Elder Fang Yan wants to meet him?"

"The retreat is gone, so as not to affect his state of mind, by the way, these are a few Divine Concentration Pills, and when Ji Feng is married, please also ask Shang Daoyou to transfer it to him. Fang Yan then took out another jade bottle and handed it to Shang Daozi.

"Ji Feng is really a blessing, I didn't have such a good pill when I got married. "Shang Daozi, who took the pill, became more and more relaxed, but this is true, it is the disciple of the sect to form the pill, and there may be an auxiliary formation, but this kind of high-level pill is rare.

After opening the jade bottle and probing a little, Shang Daozi arched his hand towards Fang Yan and said, "Thank you, Elder Fang Yan." "At most, one pill can be consumed at a time, and now he gave Shang Daozi a bottle of a few pills, and the excess is naturally for him to distribute to the disciples of the Xingji Sect who are about to form a pill.

"I said I don't need to be so polite, I'll go back first, and after a while, I'll come back to visit the two brothers. ”

Shang Daozi did not have the slightest opinion on the decision of the dialect, this time they met, Shang Daozi had already put the dialect on the same level as the master and ancestor, and immediately led the dialect out of the secret realm, and sent the dialect out of the mountain gate of the Star Pole Sect.

Naturally, there were many disciples of the Star Pole Sect around, and when they saw the scene of the Master of the Sect personally giving them away, it seemed that the Master of the Sect was still very respectful, and they couldn't help but talk about it, but soon all the disciples of the Star Pole Sect received a message, which was the appearance of the dialect and the triangular token that looked a little strange.

Fang Yan originally wanted to come to the Star Pole Sect to visit the Nine Illusions elder brother in a few days, but after listening to the words of the eldest brother of Xing Wuyi, he hurriedly ran away, but he didn't expect this to be the kind of thing.

Leaving the dialect of the Star Pole Sect, I couldn't help but be a little lucky, fortunately I came back in time, if there were a few more years of effort, the souls of the two elder brothers were very likely to really shrink, at that time, there was an elixir like the Soul Pill, I am afraid it would be difficult to support, it seems that this situation is that the star has no intention of Brother Xing to make a move, and it is difficult to recover, he is not like himself who has comprehended a full fifteen pairs of formations.

Since he arrived at the Star Pole Sect, he also went to visit the old man as a Yangzi by the way, and the dialect slightly urged the streamer wings, and then arrived in front of the old man's cave, looking at the formation prohibition before the cave, the dialect sent a message into it, and after half a ring, there was no response, and the dialect was clear that the old man should be in retreat and cultivate.

There was no intention of disturbing the old man's retreat, Fang Yan turned around and flew away, it was not that he didn't want to go to Qingyun Sect, but his current cultivation was still possible to fight with Ye Tianqing outside, but when he arrived in Qingyun Sect, he was not very sure, and it was more likely that he was killed.

After leaving the old man's cave, the dialect continued to urge the streamer wings, but instead of returning to his own cave mansion, he went in the direction of Guiyun Town, of course, the dialect did not want to go to Guiyun Town, where the things were suitable for the Jindan monks, and the Jindan monks rarely went there, let alone the Yuanying monks like the dialects.

The destination of the dialect is the Lingyuan Valley outside Guiyun Town, and now the distance within tens of thousands of miles does not need a teleportation array at all, and the current dialect can continuously urge the streamer wing for more than two hundred breaths, and after dozens of breaths, the dialect will stand on the cliff at the entrance of the Lingyuan Valley.

There are still many monks who have gone to explore in the Lingyuan Valley around, looking at these foundation building monks, Fang Yan seems to see the situation when he followed Ji Feng to this famous Lingyuan Valley for the first time.

The dozen or so monks who were originally staying on the cliff only felt that they saw a monk who couldn't see the cultivation clearly, but they didn't feel surprised at all, although the monks who came here were not high, but among the foundation building monks, there were also some means, and only people with extraordinary self-confidence dared to come here, if it wasn't for Ji Feng's weevil-nosed dolphin, how could he dare to bring dialects to the famous Lingyuan Valley.

Fang Yan looked at it with interest for a while, and suddenly a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he actually saw several disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect again, of course, Fang Yan didn't want to get along with these foundation building juniors, but he just remembered that the Ten Thousand Poison Sect still had some festivals with himself, imprisoned Scarbeard, and even laid a trap formation in front of his parents' tomb, and he had to calculate with them if he had the opportunity in the future.

Without the words of interest, a dodge fell towards the Lingyuan Valley.

"That person didn't want to commit suicide, did he go into the Gangqi layer without any defense?" A man saw a rapidly falling dialect flash past him, and hurriedly shouted to his companion beside him.

"You think about the treasure and go crazy, why don't you say that a magic weapon has fallen. A voice rang out, but it was full of sarcasm.

"What are you arguing about, hurry up and prepare to urge the formation, you are about to reach the Gangqi layer, after breaking through the Gangqi layer, it is very likely that you will encounter a fourth-order or even fifth-order demon beast, you must be cautious, I don't want to take you out, but I can't bring it back." A monk who looked like a leader shouted.

As soon as the rest of the people heard this, they stopped talking, and urged their mana to inject into a Luo Jin banner in front of them, and soon, a defensive cover shrouded several people and rushed into the Gangqi layer, only the monk who had just seen the figure muttered in his heart, he was sure that he was not dazzled, although it was only for a moment, but he definitely saw a monk who did not have any magic weapon fall.

This monk was indeed not dazzled, the monk he had just seen had already passed through the Gangqi layer unharmed, and at this moment he was already hundreds of miles away.

The dialect of Tiangang's qi can shuttle back and forth, these ordinary gangqi have long been no longer the slightest threat to him, and the dialect doesn't know that he has left a deep impression on a junior monk just now.

In an instant, the dialect appeared at the entrance of the cave in the peach miasma forest, and after playing two tricks, he sensed the existence of the portal and immediately dodged into it.

Before he could stand firmly, he heard a shouting voice in his ears: "Who dares to break into our territory." ”

At the same time, there were Dao Dao formation fluctuations around him, and in an instant, the dialect was surrounded by a formation.

Fang Yan was not in a hurry at all, but a slight smile appeared on his face, he didn't speak, he didn't move, just his body flashed, shuttling back and forth in the formation.

It didn't take much effort, and then I heard an exclamation from outside the formation: "It's not good, this person seems to be very knowledgeable about the formation, this formation can't trap it, it's not the foundation building Great Perfection monk." ”

"Hmph, I haven't come out for a long time, even if I am smart, I can't go anywhere, let's take a look. ”

Before the words fell, Fang Yan sensed that a fluctuation beside him was about to pour out, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even worse, but it was a mana gushing out that forced the fluctuation back, but at this moment, he heard the real exclamation of the two people outside the array.

"Ah, can't the rune treasure explode? It's not good, if it's really the Jindan Grand Monk, give me a blast." ”

Fang Yan immediately noticed that several fluctuations were pouring out everywhere in the formation, ranging in strength and weakness, but only two of them were really powerful, and the rest were just disturbing, of course, there was still no threat to Fang Yan, and once again urged the mana, and these fluctuations that wanted to explode were all gathered in one place, trapped in their hands.

Sensing that the person outside the formation was about to use a desperate trick, Fang Yan no longer concealed his breath, and at the same time released a divine sense: "Yellow Shadow, it's me." ”

"Boss, are you back?" the man who heard the dialect message screamed, and after sensing himself a little, he screamed wildly.

The dialect who stepped out of the formation looked at the young man in front of him and praised it: "Yes, alert enough, the general Jindan monk will also be on your way, but next time you should throw out a few more Jindan runes in the first stroke, and you should throw a few more in the second attack, since you know that the other party is a Jindan monk, do you still think that one or two can't be killed?"

"Boss, rune treasures are precious. The young man known as the Yellow Shadow said.

Fang Yan's face sank: "The rune treasure is important, or your life is important, if you are broken through the formation by the Jindan monk, no matter how many rune treasures you have, can you keep them for the next life?"

"Yes, Boss, I know, I'll bang his ass next time. Yellow Shadow immediately shouted.

"Okay, it's good to know in your heart, what are you doing so loudly, tell me why you are here, hey, these spiritual fields have been opened up?" Fang Yan released his divine consciousness as he spoke, swept around, and at a glance passed through the formations outside several spiritual fields, and saw the spiritual grass in the garden.

This Huang Ying is also a member of the Huang clan, and Fang Yan was aware of his identity when he first entered the cave, just to test the strength of this Huang Ying, who was quite clever at the beginning, so he made his previous moves.

Losing to his boss, Huang Ying didn't feel ashamed at all, but felt very honored, few people can be taught by the boss, he didn't know about the dialect coming back here, seeing the boss at this moment, his heart was extremely excited, and when he heard the dialect's question, he immediately introduced it 1510.

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