The dialect that said goodbye to Lan Lingzi was urging his body method to fly away in the direction beyond the mountains of the Sea of Fog, when he suddenly sensed a trace of induction in his heart, and his expression moved: "Complete formation?

As expected by the Red Maple Daoist and the Qiuyi Daoist, Fang Yan did move a little in the remnant formation, but if it weren't for the change of the Golden Crow True Fire, Fang Yan would not have done so.

The successive changes in the attitude of the Qiushui Sect made Fang Yan also have some resentment in his heart, and later there was the appearance of the Red Maple Dao person, a remnant array that made a distracted great monk value it so much, but it made Fang Yan have a lot of interest in the familiar feeling he sensed before.

It's just that the dialect doesn't expect these Xu means to play any role, and there are most possibilities that can disgust the people of the Qiushui Sect, and the dialect can do something in front of the distracted monk, just because the formation was originally arranged by himself, and none of the people in the Qiushui Sect have a formation cultivation that is higher than the dialect, but being able to arrange it does not mean that they can hide how long the Great Monk can hide it, and it is also casual to move a little when the dialect is coming, but he didn't expect to have a harvest so quickly, it seems to be a secret news.

The two great monks of the Qiushui Sect thought that the owner of the message might be a late stage of distraction or a higher existence, but Fang Yan immediately remembered his previous induction in his heart, if the remnant formation came from the Ancient Cave Mansion, it could only be said to be a fragmented ancient formation, which was slightly similar to the formation outside the Demon Yuan Ridge Tongling Peak, and it was nothing, but now Fang Yan heard that someone actually took the initiative to spread this formation, and the meaning was very different.

Before he could carefully figure out what was going on, Fang Yan already knew that he wanted to find a secluded place to retreat in the depths of the mountains of the Sea of Fog, and the plan of refining and absorbing the Golden Crow True Fire in his hand first would not work, where did Fang Yan dare to be so big when he heard such a secret thing, and in just an instant, a pair of thunderous wings flashed behind him, and with a flash of thunder, there was no longer a tongue that left his hand, and he flew away at a high speed outside the mountains of the Sea of Fog.

The dialect thunder light disappeared for only a dozen breaths, and a figure flashed out, and the Red Maple Daoist sensed the slightest fluctuations around him, and his expression changed slightly: "Thunder Escape Magic Weapon? It is the Baiyuan Sect of the Heavenly Star Sect, and it seems that it is not so generous, so that a Yuan Ying junior is equipped with so many high-level magic weapons, which sect disciple is it, is it just a lucky monk who has obtained the ancient inheritance?"

No matter how they guessed, the Red Maple Daoist also knew that in the face of a monk who had a thunder escape magic weapon or a thunder escape magic weapon above the middle grade spirit weapon, it was impossible to catch up, and the Red Maple Dao people who had thought a little bit could only gallop towards the nearest monk city with a teleportation array outside the foggy sea mountains, but they didn't have much hope in their hearts to be able to intercept the words there, and they just tried their best to obey the destiny of heaven.

Half a day later, Lan Lingzi saw his master return to the depths of the secret realm of the sect, his face was heavy, and he wanted to step forward to inquire a little, but he was apprehensive, remembering the scene when the master saw the direction he was pointing and flew away without a pause, Lan Lingzi could guess with his eyes closed that the master's gloomy mood at this moment was related to that dialect, but the dialect was invited back by himself, and he invited a good formation player this time, not only did he not have merit, but he caused a lot of trouble?

Although he didn't sense that he was only a little short of being caught up by the other party after being distracted by the Qiushui Sect, Fang Yan could also guess that the other party would not give up, and Fang Yan, who had the wings of Thunder Escape, did not choose to leave the nearest teleportation array at all, and directly urged the Thunder Escape Technique to fly out farther away.

Half a day later, when the Red Maple Daoist returned to the mountain gate of the Qiushui Sect, the dialect had already appeared in the sect of the Heavenly Star Sect.

Fang Yan, who returned to the sect after a long time, did not directly enter the secret realm of the sect to retreat and refine the Golden Crow True Fire, but first went to the Deacon Hall to check it, although there was not much hope, but he also had to see if there would be an existence like the Golden Crow True Fire, and after a while, the dialect that had not gained anything left the Deacon Hall and walked in the direction of the Heavenly Star Secret Realm.

"Senior Brother Dialect, is it really you?" a surprised voice sounded.

Hearing the sound of several breaths, the dialect followed the prestige, and saw Meng Mingdao, a disciple of the Dandian Palace.

"Senior Brother Meng Ming, don't come unharmed. The dialect that stopped his body arched his hand and saluted Meng Mingdao.

"You're fine, but I'm sick, I've been away for so long without saying a word, if you don't come back, the Dan Hall will be demolished by a group of juniors. After Meng Mingdao's surprise, there was a burst of complaints.

I had already heard the dialect mentioned by Ni Xudao, and I knew what Meng Mingdao was talking about, but he still smiled and said: "Senior Brother Meng Ming, it seems that I am not a disciple of the Dan Palace, and the last time I left, it seemed that you still thought that I had refined too many pills." ”

"Brother Fangyan, don't make fun of me, if you know that this will be the case in the past few years, how can I let you leave so cheaply, fortunately you came back early, if you come back in a few more years, maybe I will be scolded more, not to mention anything else, first refine a few furnaces for emergency, I have prepared the materials for you, I don't know what kind of spirit grass it is, I have prepared dozens of copies of what you often bought before, you see what is still missing." ”

Crackling as he spoke, Meng Mingdao handed Fang Yan a jade slip, among which were rows of spiritual grass catalogs.

Fang Yan took the jade slip with a smile, scanned it casually, and then threw it back: "Senior Brother Meng Ming, you will find something for me, okay, just these spirit grasses, wait for me in a few days, and I will send you the pill when the time comes, but the dregs I want must be ready." ”

That is, Meng Mingdao people don't come to find the dialect, and the dialect will also go to him, not for anything else, the more the slag spirit stone grass is closer to maturity later, the more high-level dregs are needed, but the previous dialect is expected to be wrong, and the spirit grass that I thought should be mature is still a little behind.

"Okay, that's it, you wait a minute. ”

"Senior brother, wait a minute, there are high-grade pills in the Dan Hall to accelerate the replenishment of essence and blood, and I am still injured now, junior brother. ”

Hearing the words of the dialect, Meng Mingdao people probed the dialect up and down, only to find that the essence and blood of the dialect were lost: "Senior brother of the dialect, where have you been injured, it seems that it has been several years, it is not that someone has bullied you." ”

The Heavenly Star Sect has already reached the bones, and now the dialect is standing in front of him intact, and when he finds that the dialect has been damaged, it is still the damage of the natal essence blood, and Meng Mingdao suddenly screamed.

"Senior Brother Meng Ming, it's been a long time ago, I've already solved it, even if there is still a little tail junior brother, I will deal with it in the future, now let's go get the spirit grass and pills first." ”

After looking at the dialect up and down, until it was confirmed that the dialect was indeed fine, Meng Mingdao nodded and said: "Okay, it is the arrogance that my Heavenly Star Sect should have, there are just a few grains of Blue Blood Poplar Pill, you follow me to the Dan Palace, and give it to you together." ”

If it were someone else, Meng Mingdao would not be so enthusiastic, but the dialect was worthy of him, just relying on the five pins of pills that many distracted cultivators in the Dan Hall could not study carefully, as well as the importance of his own master.

Following Meng Mingdao people into the Dan Hall in a few steps, naturally many people saw the deacon of the Dan Palace, Meng Ming Daoren, leading a Yuan Ying junior directly into the depths of the Dan Palace, although the current dialect has not shown up for several years, there are still many people who recognize him, but not because of anything else, or because of the fact that the dialect dragged two broken legs out of the Dan Palace.

"The one who just went in was the dialect that directly reprimanded Xiang Feidao people in front of him back then?"

"It's not him, I remember that he said that he would make Xiang Feidao pay the price, it turned out that some people said that he was talking wildly, I can't imagine how many years it has been, it is already the Great Perfection of Yuanying, and the words back then were really not crazy. ”

"It's nothing to be crazy or not, Xiang Feidao has fallen some time ago. ”

"Xiang Feidao has fallen, why haven't I heard, what's going on, our Heavenly Star Sect has very few distracted cultivators who have fallen unexpectedly. ”

"This is not clear, the seniors of the sect have checked it, and there seems to be no conclusion, it should be an invincible demon beast or something, there are not a few monks in the Xuanlan Domain who dare to kill my Tianxing Sect disciples casually, not to mention a distracted monk. ”

Listening to the voices of the fellow disciples in their ears, Fang Yan and Meng Mingdao entered the depths of the Dan Palace.