After that, Fang Yan didn't think much about it, and ran the exercises with all his might to absorb the vitality, no matter what this scale was, the opportunity to increase his cultivation Fang Yan never wanted to miss it. [Ran^Text^Library] And Qian Yuanding didn't know why he took the initiative to absorb the vitality, which also made Fang Yan curious, isn't this yuan weapon an ordinary yuan weapon, or a magic weapon-level yuan weapon, otherwise why would it be so spiritual.

Yuan weapons are also the same as magic weapons, divided into several levels, but the dialect does not know much about this, only know that yuan weapons can correspond to magic weapons, and different cultivation levels of body refining cultivators can use different yuan weapons. Just like a monk in the Qi cultivation period uses magic weapons, and a monk in the foundation building period uses spiritual weapons, high-level items such as magic weapons can only be thoroughly refined by Jindan monks and exert their maximum power.

And the same is true for Yuan weapons, but Nanyue Country has not specifically divided them, after all, the body refining cultivators here are very rare, and the Yuan weapons are even more pitiful, so they are generally divided into several levels of Yuan weapons with reference to the classification of magic weapons. And this kind of magic weapon-level Yuan Weapon can generally only be used by high-level refining cultivators, no wonder the dialect can't be refined at all, just barely urging, it seems that this Qianyuan Ding is not what he can use now.

As more and more vitality was absorbed in his body, the dialect also appropriately accelerated the operation of the exercises, the alchemy technique had not grown so fast for a long time, and now he couldn't help but feel a little excited about this opportunity, and even thought about taking it a step further, if he could cultivate the pure yang gong to the fourth layer, then he would have more self-preservation power in the future.

It's a pity that Fang Yan didn't get his wish, just as the Yuan Force in his body increased greatly, and he was about to accumulate a huge Yuan Force to advance, the Yuan Qi from that scale was rapidly weakening, and the Qianyuan Ding on the top of his head slowly stopped rotating. A quarter of an hour later, the surrounding Yuan Qi gradually dissipated, and just as Fang Yan was confidently preparing to advance, the surging Yuan Force slowly disappeared without a trace, making Fang Yan very uncomfortable.

If there was no Qianyuan Ding to compete for Yuan Li, maybe this advance would have been completed, but without this Yuan Weapon, he wouldn't have been able to get here. It makes the dialect feel an indescribable depression. Then came the subsidence of that mysterious pressure, what had made it extremely difficult for him to come here from beginning to end, it might have been the power of this scale, but now it had completely faded with the dissipation of vitality, and Fang Yan suddenly felt extremely relaxed.

Although he still had deep regret at the moment, the scale in front of him did not disappear because of this, but the vitality on its surface was exhausted. I don't know if there is still vitality in the scales. Even if it doesn't, it's a great treasure. The mere fact that people are unapproachable speaks volumes.

In any case, Fang Yan was ready to take it away, this scale that he suspected to be a dragon scale was definitely an earth-shattering treasure, even if it was not a dragon scale, it was also the scale of other top demon beasts, and it was already a chance to get such a one. At this time, the scales that had dissipated the vitality on the surface were still suspended in the spiritual dew, revealing their true faces.

On the back of the half-zhang-sized scale armor, tiny blood streaks can be faintly seen. It's just that I don't know how many years have passed here, and it has become a slender dark red line. On its cyan surface, it is still recognizable, and Fang Yan took out the golden flying knife and slashed on it, but he could not leave even a trace.

"What a treasure. Fang Yan was immediately overjoyed, even if this scale could not be refined again, if there was a chance to refine it into a defensive magic weapon. It must be very useful, ordinary things can't break through its defenses, and no magic shield can compare to it.

Even if the dialect put away this scale, the dialect that had been suppressed just now could not move, but now it was easily absorbed into the space by the dialect, and the difference between before and after was huge. It's really a little inexplicable. And this Qianyuan Ding also made Fang Yan love and hate, but this trip also made him see the extraordinaryness of this Yuan Weapon, not to mention that a huge amount of Yuan Qi had accumulated in the Ding's body, but I don't know if he could call it all.

At this moment, the pressure at the bottom of the pool has completely disappeared, and the dialect has moved freely, except for feeling a little cold, there is no other discomfort. Then the dialect wandered around at the bottom of the pool. There was no other discovery, so he buried the array plate and planted the array flag in several other places, and the things explained by the Su family brothers and sisters were completed.

And he didn't have a soft hand on the large area of Linglu here, and nearly half of it was collected into the blue bead space, and a thick layer was laid under the pond. In addition, he used a few magic weapons to collect a lot and put them into them for everyone to cultivate, leaving less than half of the original number under the waterhole, and I don't know if it will have an impact on this Spirit Gathering Array.

After doing this, Fang Yan released the ichthyosaur beast, and soon came to the top of the waterhole, and then jumped lightly in front of the group. Looking at everyone's eyes, Fang Yan smiled slightly: "It's done, now you can activate the formation." ”

Then he took out the magic weapons containing the spiritual dew and handed them to Qingluan to distribute them to everyone for refining. At this time, the brothers and sisters of the Su family also activated the formation, and with a "hum", a light blue light curtain rose, and the aura in the cave was obviously increased a little.

"Hey, that's not right, how can such a big water spirit cave only have this little aura, is there something wrong?" Su Yanzhao felt very strange and couldn't help blurting out.

"It's not a good thing that Fang Daoyou did, he took out all those spiritual dews, where can the spiritual energy in the surrounding water veins gather so quickly. Su Yanqing looked at the magic weapons that Fang Yan took out, and she didn't know how much spiritual dew was in them, and said angrily.

"This, can't these spiritual dews be collected, and they have a great impact on the formation?"

"Not only is it very influential, Fang Daoyou can know that there may not be any spiritual veins down here, but he can quickly gather so much spiritual energy, what is the reason?"

Seeing that Fang Yan was at a loss, Su Yanqing continued: "It's because of these spiritual dews, they can absorb spiritual energy from the water veins, and then gather in the waterhole, they can provide a steady stream of spiritual energy for this formation, and we don't have to worry about cultivation." But Fang Daoyou collected all these spiritual dews, what did the spiritual energy in those water veins rely on to absorb it, and what was the use of this formation without these spiritual qi?"

The more Su Yanqing spoke, the more angry he became, and Fang Yan's face showed embarrassment, it turned out that these spiritual dews were not of much use as he imagined, but were used to absorb the spiritual energy in the water veins, which was very important to maintaining this formation. Without these spiritual dew, no matter how many water veins gather, it is impossible to transform into a usable spiritual energy on its own, and this move in dialect is tantamount to killing chickens and taking eggs.

What's more, he also collected a large amount of spiritual dew from his blue bead space, if the female cultivator in front of him knew about it, he was afraid that he would be mad. However, Fang Yan guessed that the real situation was not as she said, and that the scale may have played a key role in it, but these words were difficult for him to say, and the Linglu incident was purely accidental.

"That being the case. Or do you want to put these spiritual dews back later?" Speaking of which, it is also to blame that the brothers and sisters of the Su family did not make it clear, and the dialect was already not very good about things such as spiritual veins, so they brought it back when they saw Hunting Xinxi.

"What's the use of putting it back, do you think the formation is a joke, you don't understand anything but you think you are right, I will be killed by you sooner or later. Su Yanqing said angrily, and the old face of the dialect couldn't help but blush. It was the first time he was scolded by a little girl in public.

"Little sister, don't talk nonsense. Fang Daoyou was able to lay down the array, it was already a great achievement, how could you talk so nonsense, and you didn't retreat quickly. Su Yanzhao stopped his sister loudly, and quickly went back to explain to the dialect.

"Fang Daoyou, there is no need to put them back now, now that they have been taken out, it is impossible for them to condense in one place again. In fact, this place is still misjudged, this is just a place where aura condenses. Far from generating spiritual veins, even if there is no Daoist friend's move, it is impossible to stay here for a long time to cultivate, not to mention that there are so many people here, even ordinary spiritual veins are difficult to supply. ”

It turned out that this was the case, no wonder the two brothers and sisters looked disappointed after opening the formation, maybe they were originally expecting to find a place where they could cultivate for a long time. Who knows that this is not an ideal place, I am afraid that after a while, everyone will have to leave again, and in a hurry, they can't help but complain about the dialect. In the end, it is the heart of a girl, and what about the formation mage, it is not a hairy child who has not grown up under the wings of his brother.

Then Su Yanzhao hurriedly apologized to Fang Yan and comforted him with good words. After all, the two of them still have to look up to people, and he can also see some of the dialect, and he has some means, and he is a scheming person with a city government. And how can the dialect be as knowledgeable as her, just laughing at things, ordinary time dialects have always been very open-minded, let alone care about such trivial things. Unless it touches his bottom line.

Although it was only a temporary cave mansion, it could allow everyone to rest here for more than half a year, and of course it was a big gap from the previous expectations, but it was nothing to say that those of them who had experienced a long journey in the demonic qi were just depressed for a while, and then they each returned to their rooms to be busy with their own cultivation.

Half a year is a bit shorter for dialects, but it should be enough to restore to the Great Perfection of the Qi Refining Period, as for the matter of building a foundation, it will definitely not work here, not to mention that he no longer has a foundation building Dan in his hands now, and it may not work to openly refine it here.

Fang Yan also roughly planned the next half year, mainly to improve his cultivation and study runes, make some runes when he has time, and put the alchemy thing back down. In fact, Fang Yan has found that his talent in alchemy is not high, and the gap is getting bigger and bigger compared to talisman making, if it weren't for a treasure like the Blue Bead Space, I'm afraid that he would have given up alchemy a long time ago and specialized in runes.

In addition, he can also practice the Divine Cultivation Technique, the Divine Consciousness Attack has been regarded by him as a killer weapon, and he can no longer be used as an auxiliary cultivation as before, but he must be regarded as a major cultivation method, but he always can't see through the Jiuyang Refining Divine Technique, and he doesn't dare to move forward like cultivating other exercises, which is also the most headache for Fang Yan.

There is also the fact that the Pure Yang Gong has gained a lot this time, but it is a pity that it was forced to interrupt at the critical moment and did not complete the advancement, which made Fang Yan very regretful. However, he still has Qianyuan Ding, and a large amount of vitality has been inhaled in it, as long as the conditions are right, he still has a chance.

After combing through these things a little, Fang Yan began to devote himself to cultivation, sitting cross-legged on the futon in the room, swallowing the pill operation exercises, and soon immersed himself in it. This is the life that Fang Yan is most accustomed to, not because he is too obsessed with cultivation, but because he likes this simple life, and only then can he truly feel what he needs.

It's a pity that before such a day has passed, someone came to disturb him, and the dialect was very speechless, but it sounded like the Su family brothers and sisters, so he had to open the door and invite them in. (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. )