This small tripod was obtained from the ancient ruins outside the city of Zezhou, and later in the Evil Jiao Cave Mansion, Mo Ming absorbed a large amount of Yuan Power contained in that dragon scale. [Ran^Text^Library] [ ] In the past, the cultivation of the dialect was still low, and he only slightly refined this small ding, and he was unable to absorb the yuan power devoured in it to replenish himself, and it was not until after the foundation was built that he further refined it, and he could barely extract some yuan power from it.

After urging, Qianyuan Ding's body size was not small, and the huge body of the Ding was extracted by the dialect with a trace of Yuan power, and was inhaled into the body by him using the Pure Yang Gong Method, slowly flowing along several large Yang veins in the body, and finally was gathered into the Yang Veins in several places and accumulated.

For this way of practicing pure yang gong, Fang Yan has always been puzzled, it seems to be somewhat similar to his mana cultivation, and he can also be advanced, but he does not see a place like the dantian, after the yuan power has been running for a week, it is piled up in several places, instead of merging into the dantian like mana, and each time he advances, a new big yang vein will be opened in a place he did not expect, which is really strangely tight.

Wait until the Yuan Force gradually recovers, and after nourishing the spirit, the dialect will continue to climb upward, and after a few trips, I feel that my Yuan Force has grown very obviously, which is much stronger than the effect of soaking in the soup medicine every day, and I found the feeling that the Yuan Force grew rapidly when I first started soaking in the soup medicine. This made the dialect even more enjoyable, walking back and forth on the stone steps, again and again.

But this made Su Yanqing very strange, could it be that the way to practice dialects was to constantly torture herself, or do some boring things back and forth, so she came up in a strange way. When he saw the Qianyuan Ding that Fang Yan took out from time to time, he suddenly shouted: "Hey, isn't that the little ding you got in that grass house, does it have any special function?"

Fang Yan was sitting cross-legged at the foot of the mountain resting, preparing to climb again, when he heard Su Yanqing's question, Fang Yan remembered that their brother and sister also got a few things at that time, so he asked rhetorically: "This is a yuan weapon that can only be used by body refining cultivators, it has no great effect, I remember that you also got a good thing." Well, what kind of special magic weapons are they?"

"You are not real, what is wrong with me when you get the baby, and you will snatch your things, I'm afraid you knew that this thing was extraordinary. That copper coin seems to be used for divination, and my brother and I have never learned it, so we can only use it as a gadget. I didn't expect this little ding to come in handy for you, why don't you tell us?"

Su Yanqing said with some dissatisfaction. Listen to what she means, if the tongue has obtained a suitable treasure, it should be propagated everywhere, otherwise what she said is not true, what kind of nonsense logic is this. Fang Yan didn't bother to pay attention to her, moved his body a few times, and then strode towards the stone steps, continuing to start his body refining.

"Hmph!" Su Yanqing was suddenly annoyed, and walked up behind him, but after walking for a while, he was further and further away by the dialect. Gradually, even the shadow of the dialect was invisible. Su Yanqing was so angry that she stomped her feet, gritted her teeth and climbed up fiercely, cursing dialects from time to time, and then climbed up angrily, and insisted on it for several days.

But the dialect persisted on this stone step for two months, until Su Yanzhao's long whistle of happiness came from the top of the mountain, and he was forced to stop. Watch as a streamer of light flies all the way down the mountain. In the past two months, Fang Yan has gained a lot in alchemy, but unfortunately in the later stage, he may have gradually adapted to these gravity, and the effect gradually became less obvious than before.

But Su Yanqing wandered around boredly, and after only holding on to the stone steps for a few days, she couldn't bear it anymore, and scolded Fang Yan in her heart for being a monster. But once again, I admired his tenacity. At this time, hearing her brother's smug whistle, Su Yanqing couldn't help but scream, and ran to the foot of the mountain quickly, seeing Su Yanzhao fall in front of him like a meteor.

"It's done, big brother, have you succeeded in building the foundation?" Su Yanqing's eyes widened, staring at Su Yanzhao's figure deadly.

"It's done, little sister, my brother finally got his wish. All of this thanks to the dialects. ”

"Haha, Yan Zhao, why bother to thank you and me, congratulations on your further step on the path of immortality, he can expect to be immortal in the future. Fang Yan walked down the mountain road quickly, looked at Su Yanzhao from a distance and said loudly.

"Rejoicing and rejoicing, on his daily immortal journey, having you and my brothers go hand in hand, is really a great joy in life. But here I still want to say thank you, although we are in-laws, but even brothers of the same clan will not be as selfless as my brother-in-law, if you don't help me make these preparations, I'm afraid that it will be difficult to build the foundation this time. Su Yanzhao said with emotion.

When he said these words, he looked at Su Yanqing intentionally or unintentionally, his eyes had an indescribable meaning, and when he saw Su Yanqing nodding heavily, he smiled meaningfully.

"Yan Zhao said this too much, cultivation is based on chance, and it is your own chance that leads to today's success. I don't think we should thank you here, it's better to return to the mining area earlier, and when we go back, Yan Qing will go to Qingluan to find out if there is a spiritual weapon that your brother can use. ”

This time, Su Yanqing rarely didn't quarrel with him, but hummed softly, a pair of apricot eyes flashed with a strange look, and her face flashed with excitement. Su Yanzhao smiled and punched a few tricks into the jade card, and then the figures of several people flashed and returned to the ruins.

On the way back, the three of them looked happy, talking and laughing and hurrying back. Who knew that he couldn't go far, Fang Yan's divine sense suddenly moved, and he hurriedly signaled the two to stop, and he sensed a riot of spiritual energy not far away, as if someone was fighting there.

This is a place where the aura is poor, and even the demon beasts and insects are rarely visible, and no one will come to this kind of place to hunt demons, but I am afraid that the monks are fighting for something. If it was an ordinary place, Fang Yan would definitely take the Su family brothers and sisters to avoid it far away, and more things were better than less, but this place was too close to the ruins of the royal city, and Fang Yan was faintly worried, afraid that the fight between these people was related to that space, so he informed the two of them, and then quietly leaned forward.

Hiding in a hidden place, after a short time, the two sides of the fight suddenly separated, and slowly approached this side one after the other, and from the place where they were hiding, the two sides of the fight could already be vaguely seen. Sure enough, it was a fight between several monks, there were not many of them, there were only three people in total, and it seemed that two men were chasing and killing a female nun.

However, the cultivation of these people does not seem to be low, one of the two men is on the second floor of the foundation, and the other is already in the middle of the foundation, about the fourth layer of the foundation. The female cultivator who was chased and killed was only on the second floor of the foundation, and it seemed that she was not lightly injured, and she was chased and killed by these two men all the way from somewhere.

But what made Fang Yan a little strange was that these two male cultivators who were obviously superior seemed to be afraid of something, and they didn't dare to press this female cultivator too hard, so they only bit tightly behind him, and did not immediately launch an offensive to take down this female cultivator in one fell swoop.

"Hmph, stinky bitch, see how long you can escape, don't think that you are a monk of the Nanyue Sect, we will be afraid of you, dare to ruin our good deeds, everyone will die, and you are no exception. It won't be long before you can go to accompany those teachers and nephews who accompany you, so as not to go back to the sect and be embarrassed to explain, but to see which of you dares to meddle in the affairs here in the future. A male cultivator shouted viciously, his voice clearly audible.

"You are rampant here, and when I go back, I will report to the master, expose all the evil things you have done, and wipe out all of you scum. South Vietnam suffered such a catastrophe, but you came here to take advantage of the chaos to do evil, it is really better than pigs and dogs, and it will be difficult for you to tolerate such scumbags in the cultivation realm in the future. ”

The female cultivator suddenly turned around, and ran straight to the place where Fang Yan and a few people were hiding, and I don't know if it was a coincidence, but at this moment she couldn't stop scolding. Soon they completely entered the field of vision of Fang Yan and others, and even the faces of the three of them could be seen clearly.

"Haha, as long as I kill you, who will know in this wilderness, and you still want to repay the master, it's a joke. The two male cultivators were dressed in black, and one of the thin monks was a mid-foundation foundation monk, and he said with a sneer, and casually released a flying sword, which looked obviously a medium-grade spiritual weapon.

And the male cultivator beside him shook his hand, and also threw a long thorn over, forming a flank attack with the thin man. At this moment, the female cultivator looked scarred, and her mana was a little disordered, but she still struggled to sacrifice a bead magic weapon, which immediately made the two of them immediately retreat sharply, obviously suffering the loss of this spiritual weapon.

"Death Pearl, people from the Su family?" Su Yanzhao beside him couldn't help blurting out.

"It's her, why is she here?" Fang Yan also saw the appearance of the female cultivator at this time, and couldn't help but say in surprise.

"Do you know this female cultivator?" Almost at the same time, Fang Yan and Su Yanzhao asked each other in unison, and saw each other's blank faces.

"What kind of person, hide there and sneak around, give Lao Tzu out, otherwise don't think about leaving. "In the middle stage of the foundation building of the thin monk, his divine sense is not weak, and the movement from here was quickly noticed, and he shouted loudly to this side.

Fang Yan and the others had been discovered, and it was pointless to hide any longer, so they simply jumped out of the hidden place and stood in front of a few people from a distance, with the spiritual weapons and magic weapons already in their hands, looking at a few people with a wary face.

"It's you, why are you here?" After seeing the dialect, the female cultivator suddenly exclaimed in disbelief. Not only were the two male cultivators who were chasing and killing stunned when they heard this, but even the Su family brothers and sisters were full of surprise, not knowing why Fang Yan knew this woman.

In fact, Fang Yan and her are just one-sided friends, the female cultivator in front of him is the woman he inadvertently saved during the trial of life and death, and he was forced to take it to the land of fire spirits at that time. Moreover, if this female cultivator expected him to be good, she should be a disciple of the Eight Great Sects, and it is reasonable that she succeeded in building a foundation after participating in the life and death trial.

But how can these things be explained in a few words, and the dialect is hesitating to meddle in this matter. It's not that Fang Yan doesn't have a sense of justice, but he hates the disciples of the Eight Great Sects very much, not only what happened to Xiao Feng back then makes him remember it vividly, but what he encountered in the trial makes him extremely disgusted.

Su Yanzhao's exclamation dialect didn't know what it meant, but it seemed that he didn't seem to know this female cultivator either, and dialect didn't want to get involved in such a thing so vaguely, not to mention that he had to save the disciples of the eight major sects that annoyed him the most. But where did the two male cultivators in front of him know, for fear that the dialect would be inserted at this time, so they hurriedly shouted to the dialect. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )