Fang Yan would never keep urging the star shuttle to rush in such a strenuous way, and after more than half a month, he once again set foot on a Xiuzhen planet with an interstellar teleportation array, and after several teleportations, he came to a place that was extremely familiar to the Hu Dao people, Wangjiaoxing.

Soon after, many monks in the Fortress of Hopeless Star found that a shop that had been closed for a while had reopened, and unlike the original reselling of various materials, this reopened shop actually started to trade in spiritual herbs and elixirs.

At the beginning, many monks didn't pay too much attention to it, although Wangjiaoxing was located in the edge of the Xiuzhen world, the only thing that the monks here admired was strength, but as a monk, they naturally needed all kinds of pills, and there were also many pill shops in the Wasteless Fortress, but this shop was a little weird, and there were only a few kinds of pills on display, and their sales were also difficult for some strongmen, so they could only use the Five Elements Spirit Objects and a few kinds of spirit grass to exchange for these pills, and after three days of opening, only a few people inquired a little, and there was no deal at all.

It wasn't until the fourth day that a monk bought a pill from here with the idea of trying it, and early the next morning the monk rushed to the shop again, and after a short time he left again with a look of delight.

There is no one close to anyone, one to two, two to three, but in two days, a hundred and ten monks entered this shop to investigate, and many people directly took out spiritual objects to exchange for pills, undoubtedly what news they received.

This time, even others also noticed that something was wrong, and more people poured into it, and within a few days, the effect of the pills sold in this shop resounded throughout the entire Wasteless Fortress, and after more than ten days, almost all over the Horn Star, the pills that can enhance the soul of the Divine Soul are extremely sought-after things no matter where they are, and the Hornhorn Star is no exception.

This shop was originally the stronghold of the Hu Dao people in the Fortress of No Waste, and after it was reopened, it was naturally sold several pills refined in dialects, and it was still the five elements spiritual objects needed by the Qiankun pot, but many Yuanying monks were not the target customers of Fang Yan, what Fang Yan needed was that they could spread the news that this shop had the divine soul of the distracted monks, and what those distracted monks had in their hands was what Fang Yan really wanted.

At that time, Hu Daoren only used Yuanying Cultivation as a show, and wanted to contact the local distraction monks, which was far less convenient than when the Great Soul Star was backed by the Great Soul Sect, and it was two months before the first distraction monk entered the store.

However, the effect of the Doom Divine Pill is there, Fang Yan has been in Wangjiao Star for less than a year, and he still got more than a dozen Five Elements Spiritual Objects, during which he naturally has some trouble, because of the temptation of the Doom Divine Pill, there are people who rely on their own strength to come to buy and even rob, but they don't know that Fang Yan is not just an alchemy master as they expected, Fang Yangen himself did not show up at all, and only let the injured ghost slave show a little distraction and go out, which is enough to make many distracted monks with different thoughts put away their plans, obediently go everywhere to buy or collect all kinds of spirit grass from the Five Elements Spiritual Objects, and then exchange them for the elixir。

It's just that this place is too remote, if you find some rare spiritual materials, it may be more convenient, but it is a little difficult to get the five elements spiritual objects, and the dozen or so five elements spiritual objects that were finally obtained still did not make the streamer portal in the Qiankun pot completely revealed, but fortunately, Fang Yan can feel that his sense of the power in the portal is becoming clearer and clearer, and if this continues, one day it will be completely revealed.

On this day, when many monks came to this shop again, they found that the shop was closed again, as if it had been opened suddenly, and no one noticed the slightest movement, and had already learned the lessons of the distracted monks before, and many monks may have some indignation in their hearts, but no one will think of anything other than to regret it secretly, especially those who have hurried back from afar.

Naturally, all these dialects will not be ignored, calculating the time, the time is getting closer and closer to the opening of the blood-colored passage, and after patting the ass and closing this shop, the dialect and his party embarked on the journey again.

From the Horn Star to the blood-colored passage, there is no interstellar teleportation array available, the same as the previous time, the dialect is still urging the star burial robe, a high-grade spiritual weapon, to fly away, although it is faster without the Thunder Escape Wings, but compared to the consumption of the Thunder Escape Wings, the Star Burial Robe is more suitable for long-distance travel.

Now the Star Burial Robe has improved much compared to that year, and the speed is even faster than before, only to see a starlight passing by, it is already hundreds of millions of miles away, no longer paying attention to the occasional flashing of spiritual energy fluctuations around, no longer going to those wild planets that may produce spiritual objects to explore and hunt, the dialect is just a mind to hurry.

It took seven or eight years back then, and this time in less than two years, the dialect and the Hu Dao people had already fallen to the Xuan Star.

"We're here early, and we'll have to wait a few days. Along the way, the Hu Dao man had already recovered, and as soon as he settled down, his voice sounded in the sea of dialects.

"It's okay, I should have arrived earlier to make arrangements. The dialect answered, and then swept out in all directions, and in a short time retracted his senses, and with a flash he fled into the ground.

With a burst of formation fluctuations flashing around, no trace of aura was revealed, unless it was an existence like a few ancestors who deliberately observed, it was a cultivation like the core disciple of the Heavenly Star Sect Sword Star Daoist in the middle stage of distraction, and it was definitely not an easy thing to find the dialect sitting deep underground, and it would not be so boring to think that someone would be so bored to probe this desolate planet that had no aura at all, but was only named because it was closest to the blood-colored passage.

Earlier, Hu Daoren reminded Fang Yan to be careful, it is best not to let people know that Fang Yan can come to the Xiuzhen world without passing through the blood channel, for this matter, Fang Yan also values it in his heart, at this moment, he settled away from Xuanxing to converge all the breath movement It is for this reason, Fang Yan only waited for the blood channel to open, after Wu Wentian came to the Xiuzhen world, he would contact him, as for the rhetoric, just say that he arrived later, Fang Yan knew that Wu Wentian would have doubts in his heart, but he would not gossip to the bottom of the question.

The days of peace passed, and it was only a month after the opening of the blood-colored passage, but Fang Yan noticed something strange.

Once or twice, Fang Yan was surprised in his heart, but he didn't show it, he just released his divine sense to scan it, but he didn't find the slightest thing, but this was the third time that there was a similar movement, and Fang Yan finally couldn't suppress it, revealing surprise, when he urged his body to escape from the formation located deep underground.

Even though the Purple Spirit Hudao people who were connected to him sensed the movement of the dialect, the voices of the two of them sounded in the sea of dialect knowledge one after another: "Dialect, what happened?"

"I don't know very well, it seems that there is a force coming from the inexplicable void. Fang Yan paused for a moment, and then said.

"What? I didn't feel it at all. Hearing the voice of the dialect, Hu Daoren exclaimed, he was originally the body of the spirit of the defensive magic weapon of the Star Burial Robe, but now he heard the dialect say that he had the power to directly touch the dialect, but he did not feel the slightest sense, where could he be calm in his heart.

Zi Ling also showed a look of surprise, he knew that his strength was not enough, so he didn't say anything.

The dialect did not interface with the words of the nonsense man, and when he came to the sky high in the Xuan star, he released his divine sense, and after half a sound, he stared in one direction and stopped: "Hu Daoren, the blood-colored passage is there, right?"

"yes, it's not like you haven't been. ”

"Hu Daoren, will there be fluctuations in advance before the opening of the blood-colored passage?" Fang Yan ignored Hu Daoren's unangry tone, and then asked again.

"Yes, it's only a month before the passage opens, and it's time to appear now, oh, you weren't distracted when you came last time, no wonder you don't know about it, no, dialect, although this place is very close to the blood-colored passage, it is only relative to the endless starry sky, it is the ancestor figure, and it is impossible to detect the movement of the blood-colored passage here. As he spoke, the nonsense man thought of the incomprehensibility in the dialect discourse.

"I don't know what's going on, but I sensed it, and that power came from the Xuanlan Domain on the other side of the Scarlet Passage. ”

"No way. Hu Daoren shouted, not only the power mentioned in the dialect, but also the dialect sensing the blood-colored passage.

"I don't think it's possible, the next time you show up, you pay attention to my breath. Fang Yan smiled bitterly, and then a dodge escaped into the ground again.