Looking at the dialect that came out, even the witch cicada that brought him to the land of the Wu clan also had a strange look, and after probing up and down, he still showed a look of relief: "Dialect, succeeded?"

Hearing Wu Cicada's question, Fang Yan immediately arched his hand and said, "Thank you brother for worrying about it, you broke through by luck." ”

"Haha, good, good, good. Although he had long been suspicious, after hearing the affirmative words of the dialect, the witch cicada couldn't help but call out a few times.

The many distracted monks around naturally heard the conversation between the two, and they also showed a look of joy, and their eyes flashed with a different meaning, as they said before, they wanted to do something, and they had to press it in their hearts before the dialect entered the Wuzu Desolate Tomb to receive the Eye of the Heavens, and nothing was more important than saving the people from trouble.

"Fang Yan, I really didn't expect it to go so smoothly, you actually really raised the Holy Technique to a higher level, and it seems that you have sensed the aura of the distraction tribulation again?" After a while, Wu Cicada Ming led Fang Yan to the side and sat down, and casually shot out a way to envelop the two of them, and then said to Fang Yan again.

"En?" Fang Yan was slightly stunned, it was true to improve the Sanskrit Technique Forging Technique, but where did the distraction tribulation aura start.

"You still don't know, oh, it should be when you resisted the invasion of the blood witch miasma, it's normal that you didn't feel it, but brother, you have to step up your cultivation, the two distraction catastrophe breaths are so close to each other, they may come down at any time. Wu Chanming immediately thought of what was going on and said slowly.

After a short pause, Wu Chanming said again: "Fang Yan, your body has not recovered yet, so let's recuperate here for a few days." ”

"Brother Wu, there is nothing wrong with my body, but I was coerced in that secret realm and lost some essence and blood, but this is not something that can be recovered in a short time, this distraction catastrophe came too suddenly, little brother, I still have a lot of things to do, so I won't bother my brother." The appearance of another distraction aura, giving Fang Yan, who was already thinking of leaving the Wu Clan as soon as possible, had another reason.

"It's okay, after all, my Wu clan is different from other sects, except for the holy tricks here, other exercises are difficult to cultivate and improve, it's better to go back, brother, there are still some spiritual things here that can't be used, if you can use them, you can take them." Knowing that Fang Yan had broken through the Sanskrit Technique of Body Forging, Wu Cicada Ming was obviously a little closer, and as he spoke, he took out a Qiankun bag and handed it to Fang Yan to choose a spiritual object by himself.

Fang Yan's expression moved slightly, and he didn't pick up the Qiankun pot, but said: "Brother, I don't need spiritual things or anything, I want to find a few high-level spiritual fires now, I don't know if my brother has any news about this." ”

Wu Cicada Ming pondered for a moment before raising his head again and said: "The spiritual fire you want is definitely not an ordinary spiritual fire, but I don't have it on me, if you want to buy it from the auction, it is only possible in a few large monk cities, and it is rare to see it in the West Pole City for thousands of years, it is best that after you return to the Heavenly Star Sect, ask the elders of the sect to come forward for you, this kind of spiritual fire is more traded in private, but you also have to take out quite something." ”

Immediately, Wu Cicada Ming paused for a moment and continued: "If you can retrieve the Eye of the Heavens from the Wu Ancestor Desolate Tomb, it will not be difficult to reach the Soul Melting Fire at that time, but you obviously can't wait that long now, it is better to go to the City of Monks." ”

"Melting Fire?"

"Fusion Fire?" Fang Yan was slightly stunned, the Fusion Fire dialect had never heard of it, there were thousands of fires in the cultivation realm, even if Danling Yubi had mentioned many spiritual fires, it was impossible to record all the fires, but just looking at the sound of the witch cicada so solemnly, Fang Yan also knew that this kind of spiritual fire that he had never heard of should be extraordinary.

"The Flame of the Melting Fire is the holy fire of my Wu clan, but it has dissipated with the changes of the year, and now there is still a little breath revealed near Wushan, that is, near the Black Black Mountain in the mouths of others, but whether you can collect the holy flame is not necessarily, if you are lucky, you can touch it when you go, if you are unlucky, you may not be able to touch it after waiting for hundreds of years. ”

Dialect remembered that when he was in West Pole City, the auction guy had mentioned this place to him, and he originally thought that they were all low-level spiritual fires, but he didn't expect that there would be such a thing, but when he heard Wu Cicada Ming mention that he needed to try his luck, even if he gave up this way, he might encounter a distraction catastrophe at any time, and where would he have time to go and wait for the ethereal luck.

There is an appointment with Wu Cicada, Fang Yan himself has already benefited, but the matter of promising the other party has not yet been settled, Fang Yan has always been very fond of owing favors, when even changed the topic: "Brother Wu, I will find a way to do it myself, what is the Eye of Heaven that Brother just mentioned, could it be that Brother asked me to go to the Wuzu Wasteland to find something?"

"That's right, Fang Yan, you have now broken through to the fourth layer, and you can improve a lot in a few hundred years, and then you will have the strength to step on the bone steps of the Witch God Altar again, and the thing I ask you for is to collect the Eye of Heaven on the altar. ”

While speaking, Wu Chanming handed a jade slip to Fang Yan: "This is the appearance of the Eye of the Heavens, and there are several ways to collect it, if the elder brother is free, I hope you don't forget to cultivate, but don't put it away like that bone staff." ”

The magic weapon is not much more expensive, and many magic weapons on Fang Yan's own body have not exerted their maximum power, and he was busy cultivating a few years ago, so he really didn't care about the magic weapon of the Wu clan, but when he heard the Wu Cicada mention it, Fang Yan was not embarrassed, but he smiled and said: "The benefits have been taken, if you don't try your best, won't you have no face to see my brother again in the future." ”

Immediately the dialect divine sense probed into the jade slip, a huge eye appeared in front of the dialect, although it was just an illusion, but it made the dialect stunned, and when the dialect came back to his senses, he didn't have the feeling just now, and the frightened dialect in his heart even if he remembered that this was not the first time that a similar situation had occurred, that day outside the stone hall, there was also a huge eye in a picture that made him feel shocked, which was very similar to just now, and then the dialect remembered the round platform that he saw after entering the stone hall, and this huge eye was not the missing part of the round platform？

The dialect that was secretly thinking in his heart retracted his divine sense, but as for the other few exercises, he didn't look at them carefully, and arched his hand towards Wu Cicada and said: "Brother Wu, I need to prepare for the distraction catastrophe in the near future, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to figure out these for a while, but I must take it to heart." ”

For the confession of the dialect, Wu Cicada did not dislike it at all: "Originally, I didn't plan how fast you were, tens of thousands of years have passed, and I don't care about hundreds of years, you can cultivate with peace of mind." ”

After saying a few more words, Fang Yan said goodbye again, and Wu Cicada Ming no longer stayed, but the way out was different from when he came, and he didn't walk around with the dialect at all, Wu Cicada Ming directly played several tricks, and a power shrouded the dialect, and with a burst of spatial fluctuations, the two figures of Fang Yan and Wu Cicada Ming disappeared from the main hall.

"Dialect, there is Wushan in front of you, you can try your luck around, if you want to leave, with your strength to go to the city of monks for a while, I will not send you again, if there is anything in the future, it is better to go to the West Pole City to urge the bone ring." ”

After leaving a sentence, the cicada did not wait for the dialect to speak, and disappeared again with a flash.

After a while, Fang Yan secretly urged the Sanskrit Technique to forge his body, but found that he could still sense that power, it seemed to be not far from the left, as long as his mind flashed, he could touch that power, and the Wu clan was hidden near Wu Mountain? This is far away from the land of the Wu Clan? Thinking about the name of Wu Mountain again, Fang Yan had a little more suspicion in his heart.

He didn't pay attention to the power anymore, just urged the exercises to repair his body, and the dialect fled in the direction of several black peaks in the distance, Heiwu Mountain, which is also the Wu Mountain in the eyes of the Wu monks, since he came, he would try his luck, if he could really collect a ghost melting fire, he could also save himself from wasting a piece of spiritual objects to trade.

One hundred and ten miles away, it was there in an instant, and before he got close, Fang Yan saw a lot of figures flickering, here is really as the deacon of the auction house said, there are many monks above the middle of the Yuan Infant appeared, looking at so many figures, most of the thoughts of luck in Fang Yan's heart immediately dissipated.