After staying down, Fang Yan found that the ground buildings of Hansha City were only one or two floors, but there were other things underground, almost all the local monks had their own secret rooms underground, and even the inn rooms were opened in the depths of the ground, and the layers of forbidden formations were not far from the ground, and the earth aura was even stronger.

Dialect spends an hour every day to urge the spiritual energy in the soil portal to turn, a few days of hard work, the two spiritual grass Jade Emperor bamboo shoots have undergone earth-shaking changes, the color has changed from milky white to light cyan, the grade has reached the fourth grade of the primary level, this is not called cultivating the spirit grass at all, it is simply the spiritual energy that is ripe and ripe spirit grass, according to this, when the two spirit grass mature, the loss of spiritual energy is probably higher than the value of the spirit grass, the dialect will naturally not be stingy with these spiritual energy, and they can communicate at any time that the space is replenished, that is, no matter how much it consumes, it will not take long to replenish it completely。

After another half a month, Fang Yan accidentally poked his divine sense out of the secret room, and suddenly found a lot of breath on the ground, and when he came out, he found that Hansha City was more than ten times more lively than when he first came, and all the monks who could rush back had to rush back before the sandstorm blew, but the large Hansha City poured into thousands of monks in less than half a month, and there was a steady stream of monks behind, these are all monks who have gone deep into the Mangsha Desert to explore, mainly Zhuji monks, and there are many Jindan monks, and even the breath of Yuanying flashed.

Compared with the monks who fell in the desert of Mangsha, those who came back were lucky, those who gained more were full of joy, and those who gained less were also determined, waiting for the next time.

Not only did the number of monks come back at the entrance of Hansha City, but the teleportation array in that corner also suddenly became busy, there were monks who came back from the desert to find fun elsewhere, and more merchants from other places came to buy the special spiritual grass materials of Hansha City, and most of the Jade Emperor bamboo shoots that Fang Yan had seen in several Xiuzhen bazaars before had passed like this.

Fang Yan raised his eyes to look at the sky at the top of Hansha City through the formation, it had already begun to become a little dim and low, seeing that the sandstorm was coming, but looking at the people here, none of them panicked, they had long been accustomed to the sandstorm invasion year after year, and in the entire Hansha City, there were not many people like Fang Yan who had seen the sandstorm for the first time.

The Jade Emperor bamboo shoots have already lived, and it is useless to be anxious, seeing so many people coming back from the city, walking in dialects, or listening to people talking, or stepping forward to talk, wanting to know more about the Broken Sword Monk Cangdao and the matter, there are really many people, who are proud to see this mysterious and powerless monk, and from time to time mention their own experiences to others.

As the days passed, the defensive formation of the entire Hansha City slowly operated, and the already very strong defense was increased several times, making Fang Yan secretly frightened, could it be that this sandstorm was so powerful?

Finally, the wind rose, and the sky, which was as calm as water just now, suddenly became a stormy storm, and the sky became gray in a few breaths, and the entire Hansha City suddenly fell into darkness.

Fang Yan stared at the outside of the formation for a while, and knew that Hansha City did not do this at all, although the power of this sandstorm was not as good as the power of Gangfeng, but it was not much worse, it seemed to be gradually increasing, mixed with the black sand that was hard and iron, the destructive power was really amazing, a foundation building monk would not need to count his body to be defeated, and if the Jindan monk did not have special exercises or magic weapons, he would be trapped in it, and he would not be able to last long.

It is said that this is not the most powerful sandstorm, in some years, the power is still two or three times that of this year, such a continuous month of blowing, if the defense of Hansha City is a little worse, it will not be defeated, and it is only after a certain situation that it was almost scattered, the defense of Hansha City has been upgraded to the current level.

Now the people who should come back have already returned, and most of the people who can't come back can't come back, and the people who come back don't have the excitement they had before, most of them choose to retreat and cultivate, and there are not a few people on the street, and after watching it for a while, the dialect no longer pays attention, and returns to the underground secret room of the inn to continue cultivating and waiting for the sandstorm to pass.

A whole month later, the shrunken monks came out of the secret rooms again, packed their bags, and prepared for another desert adventure, Fang Yan refused the invitation of several groups of people, and left Hansha City alone, and escaped from the small desert in a flash, landing on a mountain range, looking at the vast desert in the distance, that is the real desert, the desert of Mangsha.

Took out the map jade slip, slightly discerned the direction, and urged the streamer wings to flee towards the depths of the Mangsha desert, and explored in Hansha City for more than ten days, although it was impossible to determine where the Cangdao and the cave were located, but so many people had seen the demeanor of this powerful monk, and analyzed several places where he appeared, and the most likely place for his cave was an ancient ruin called the forbidden land.

Fang Yan flew all the way, two days later deep into the Mangsha Desert for nearly 20 million miles, Fang Yan stopped on a sand dune, this is the edge of the forbidden land in the mouth of everyone, and then he will step into the forbidden land, Fang Yan did not want to step into it to find, the place where the Yuanying monks are going to fall, it is better to be careful.

After Fang Yan recovered his mana, he set up his sword and flew around the ancient ruins along the circumference, and did not find anything peculiar, the aura was a few points thinner than other places, and there were few high-level demon beasts, and only a few fourth-order demon beasts in the divine consciousness were entrenched at the bottom of the sand, as if they were hunting.

Just when the dialect was hovering around the ancient ruins, in a cave under the ancient ruins, Cang Daohe suddenly opened his eyes: "Hey, it's been a long time since a monk has come here, not only has one come here today, but the target seems to be me?"

I didn't see him make any movements, and suddenly the figure flashed, and another cang dao appeared in the cave, with the same appearance and breath, but the breath was slightly weaker, and he was holding a broken sword in his hand.

As soon as this figure appeared, a sword light emerged and fled away from the cave.

Fang Yan, who was thinking about it, suddenly sensed a spatial fluctuation, and immediately urged the spirit armor to protect himself, and saw the Broken Sword Monk Cangdao who appeared in front of him.

Kuramichi Yo also recognized the dialect.

"Is that you?"

"Is it really you?"

The voices of the two came out almost at the same time, Cangdao and the person who didn't expect to come was still a junior he knew, and he still relied on dialects to successfully retrieve his soul, although it was not a great favor, it was also a little friendship.

Fang Yan didn't expect that he would find Cangdao and so quickly, and he originally planned to stay here for a few years, but it was only the first day.

"Boy, why are you here, hey, so much soul condensation?" Glancing at Fang Yan, this Cang Dao and then said.

"Seniors, juniors are here to find you. Fang Yan suppressed the surprise in his heart and said to the cang.

"Looking for me, what's the matter?" Cang Daohe was a little surprised, he couldn't imagine that a Jindan monk in the dialect would come here to find him across tens of millions, and the Dry Silence Plain was on the other side of the Tianfeng Continent.

Immediately, Cang Daohe looked at Fang Yan again: "Boy, it's not easy, less than three days after the Black Hell Wind has passed, you can enter here." ”

Fang Yan saw that Cang Dao was so easy to speak, and his heart was settled, and he said: "Senior, junior is looking for you to ask you to save people." ”

"Who needs you to run so far to ask for help, I remember when you stayed with a few Yuanying cultivators, and there were two Yuanying mid-stage cultivators. ”

"Senior, my brothers have no choice, so I took the liberty to come here. After Fang Yan finished speaking, he took Yao Guangyue'er out.

"Well, the golden pill is shattered, the Six Yang Returning Talisman, this rune is a little worse, you are here to ask me to perfect this rune? Just at a glance, Cang Daohe probed the situation in the two of them clearly, stretched out his hand, and several mana powers were emanated from his body, and instantly disappeared into the six runes on the body of the second daughter, and the originally slightly dim Six Yang Returning Yuan Talisman suddenly lit up, and it was no longer necessary to use the 10,000-year-old Jade Emperor bamboo shoots.

Fang Yan looked at all this with his mouth wide open, this is the method of a high-level monk? But I didn't want to ask him to do this, but this is too easy, he paused and said: "Senior, I don't know the stability rune I am asking for, but I want to ask the senior to repair the golden pill." ”

Cang Daohe also discovered his own oolong, although this rune is not simple, but with the strength of those few Yuan Infant Monks, it only takes some effort to supplement the consummation, how can the dialect come to himself because of this hundred million miles.

Hearing the words of the dialect, Cang Daohe said: "Boy, it's easy to repair the Jindan, as long as you can find a medicine, the Jindan is all broken, and it can be recovered, don't say that these two little dolls just have cracks, but this elixir is rare, and I can't save it even if I want to." ”

Hearing that there was hope, Fang Yan was overjoyed, and immediately asked: "Please let the seniors clearly indicate what this elixir is, no matter how difficult it is, the juniors will definitely find it." ”

"There are some things that you can't do if you want to, don't say it's you, even I can't find this elixir. Don't talk about these, now these two little dolls Jindan is stable, and it will not intensify after tens of millions of years, you and I have met repeatedly, and it can be regarded as fate, go, go to my cave and sit down. ”

Cangdao and the early years have always been incomplete, full cultivation, occasional dispatch is also for the soul, there are few acquaintances in the cultivation world, only Lu Nanzi is always-for-tat, and now he can't help but feel cordial when he sees the dialect that helps him get back his soul.

Cang Dao and Shuo's repeated encounters made Fang Yan a little surprised, he and he only met him for the second time, how could he say it repeatedly, did he know that he was in the evil array valley world?

It's just that for this kind of invitation of a powerful monk, where can Fang Yan refuse, not to mention, Fang Yan doesn't know what it is that can shake Guangyue'er's injury, he didn't hesitate, he agreed, although he was slightly suspicious, but Fang Yan believed that the other party didn't need to deceive himself at all, not to mention the distraction of Cangdao and the ontology, it was his doppelganger Yuan Infant late stage cultivation, and he couldn't pinch himself to death without a finger, even if it was a blood escape, there would be no chance.

Watching the dialect take back the second daughter, Cangdao and mana rolled up, and disappeared from the sand dunes with the dialect.

(Thanks to 'woyaoxxxkan' Taoist friends for their support)