Chapter 167: Windfall

The matter of the Fengyuan Sect has nothing to do with the dialect for the time being, the dialect left the place where the fighting law was thousands of miles, found a safe place to land, and directly sank into the ground.

Until this moment, Fang Yan found that his body was exhausted, not how much mana was consumed, but his body was very tired, and even sweated all over, after entering the cultivation realm, it was the first time he was so thrilling, the situation just now, no matter which step was almost there, it must be himself who fell today, and he found the flesh of Liu Baichuan and Rong Canghai lying next to the puppet man in his Qiankun pot, Fang Yan eased up, all this is true, not an illusion, he really killed a Jindan monk, that is a Jindan monk.

If you don't get the Destruction Pill, even if you trap Rong Canghai in the Luan Stone Array, you will definitely lose in the end, although the protective power of the Luan Stone Array is amazing, if you are trapped in it, the attack power is also terrible, but it consumes mana very quickly, compared to a Jindan monk, the mana of the dialect is really not worth mentioning, as long as you wait until the mana of the dialect is exhausted, Rong Canghai will immediately counterattack, maybe he will become his puppet now.

Although the steps are frightening, but the harvest of dialects is also huge, not only is it as simple as killing a Jindan monk, Rong Canghai except for using an unknown magic weapon, other means have not had time to use, and he was trapped and killed by dialects, that is to say, everything on his body is still intact now, and all of them have fallen into the hands of dialects, this is the net worth of a Jindan monk, no need to check, dialects must know a lot.

With the magic weapon used by Rong Canghai, Fang Yan knew that he had made a lot of money, and he actually consumed most of the mana of a Jindan monk in a moment, what kind of magic weapon is this, but unfortunately now the old man and the Nine Illusions are in retreat, and they can't identify it for themselves.

Fang Yan looked at the magic weapon in the shape of a bird's wings in his hand, and studied it for a long time and didn't come up with a reason, just now Fang Yan tried to practice it, and played Fan Ping Jue except for feeling a trace of connection, and then there was no little effect, with this little connection, I am afraid that it will be difficult to successfully practice it for a hundred years. But dialect can already be determined to be a high-level magic weapon,

Now that the dialect has experience, the more difficult the magic weapon to practice, the more advanced it will generally be, as well as the Qiankun ring on the hand, and the puppet man, these things all cost a lot of energy to be successfully cultivated, but compared to the current thing in the hand, these magic weapons seem to be very easy.

Only their own Qiankun pot is an exception, at the beginning, they can practice with the most unpopular sacrificial techniques, and later they can also practice with Fan Pingjue, it seems that after each sacrifice, they can always feel that the Qiankun pot has different changes, as for what kind of grade the Qiankun pot is, even the star of the Yuan infant stage has no intention, Jiu Illusion and the old man did not find the Qiankun pot in their bodies, so they knew that it could not be low.

Fang Yan was underground, opened a secret room, arranged two warning formations, and spread all his gains today on the ground, five Qiankun bags, three spirit pet bags, several magic weapons, and of course, the most important thing is a Qiankun ring, which was taken from Rong Canghai's corpse.

Looking at the pile of things in front of him, Fang Yan was excited, today's thrilling experience was worth it.

The inventory should start from the low-level, Fang Yan first opened the Qiankun bag of the four unknown four people, but after opening it, Fang Yan was a little disappointed, these people are really poor ghosts, the pill does not even have three pills, the spirit stone does not even have a high-grade spirit stone, and there is no magic weapon, all of them are at the level of magic weapons, and there are few other messy materials that can be seen in dialects, fortunately, the magic weapons they sacrificed at that time are all treasures, otherwise Fang Yan really wants to scold his mother.

No matter how small the mosquito is, it is also meat, after putting these things into the Qiankun pot, Fang Yan opened Liu Baichuan's Qiankun bag again, Fang Yan's eyes were worth it at once, I didn't think that Liu Baichuan's net worth was so rich, in addition to the long river scroll that had already been included in the bag of Fang Yan, there were two treasures in his Qiankun bag, both of which were of medium grade, and there were a lot of spiritual thunder, and there were not many spirit stones, but there were more than a dozen spirit grasses, all of which were above the fourth order, three of which were fifth-order spirit grasses, and these were not low-valued, in addition to these, there were a lot of jade bottles in it, a few jade slips, and a strange token.

Fang Yan put away the spirit stone and spirit grass, and the spirit thunder also probed a little and then put it into the Qiankun pot, and then probed the divine sense into a few jade slips, one of the jade slips in the exercises made the dialect's eyes light up, Changhe Jue, the name is very ordinary, but the content is not simple, the dialect hastily read it without studying it deeply, and then slowly ponder it when there is time in the future.

Next is the biggest harvest, Rong Canghai's Qiankun ring, not to mention anything else, is that the value of this ring is comparable to the pile of things just now, although it is not as good as the one in his hand, but at least it is also a superb treasure, dialect spent a little energy, after practicing this Qiankun ring, he probed the divine sense into it, and the things inside made the dialect very satisfied, Jindan is Jindan, and the spirit stones are all high-grade spirit stones, hundreds of pieces, the spirit grass is all five-grade spirit grass, and there are many magic weapons, and there are a lot of jade boxes and jade bottles, What surprised Fang Yan even more was that there was also a Shi Jue Jing who was sealed in a jade box by Rong Canghai, but Fang Yan's cultivation is still shallow now, and he can't break the seal immediately, so he can only grind it slowly in the future.

Not only that, but what surprised Fang Yan the most was that there were several jade slips in Rong Canghai's Qiankun ring, and the contents of each one were amazing things, and many of the high-level exercises and mental methods of the Fengyuan Sect were in it, didn't Rong Canghai think that he would fall one day? Anyway, now he is cheap.

The most surprising thing for the dialect is that there is also a quaint token in Rong Canghai's Qiankun ring, which is different from the style of Liu Baichuan's one, but the dialect feels that the two seem to have similar functions, and the specific use and how to use it still need to be studied slowly by the dialect.

After putting everything away satisfied, Fang Yan probed his divine sense into a jade slip, which was also found in the Qiankun ring of Rong Canghai, the jade slip is not an exercise, but a map, the map of the Tianfeng Continent, and Shang Daozi gave himself a difference, there are some red dots in this map, some red dots are in the sect, and some are in some remote places, Fang Yan doesn't know what these red dots mean, but his intuition tells him that these must be very useful, and the nearest red dot is in the nearby Qingyun Sect.

After staying underground for more than ten days, he left here with a puzzled dialect and hurried in the direction of the old man's cave.

At this moment, the dialect has already been a shotgun for a cannon, the Evian sword has been given up, the dialect is stepping on a cloud-like magic weapon, called Feiyun Dharma Pocket, which is a hidden and hurried magic weapon, after the sacrifice, from the outside, there is no difference between the clouds and mist in the sky, the general monk demon beast can't find it at all, but the speed is extremely fast, much faster than the dialect's own sword flight, and there is no need for the dialect to consume its own mana, only need to consume spirit stones, as for the number of spirit stones consumed, the current dialect does not care.

The excitement of making a windfall has long passed, and Fang Yan has returned to a cautious and cautious state at this moment, this experience, Fang Yan's heart has increased by a point, since his debut, there are many monks who have been defeated in his hands, many of them are cultivators who are much higher than themselves, Nangong Mu, Nangong Yu, Zhou Tianxing, Hundred Poison Valley, Poison Luo, and the devil of the Black Demon World, the recent Rongcheng Commercial Bank, Liu Baichuan, and Rong Canghai, these people are far stronger than themselves in terms of cultivation time and cultivation exercises, but in the end, they survived, Fang Yan knows that luck accounts for a lot of it, obviously luck cannot always accompany him, only be careful all the timeStriving to improve your strength is the most reliable.

While thinking about his own experience, while summarizing his own shortcomings, and not forgetting to practice the exercises, a few days later, the dialect fell on the top of a mountain peak, this is where the old man told himself where his cave is located, but thousands of years have passed, such a long time, if in the mortal world, there are no less than dozens of dynasties, and the environment here is not what it was at the beginning, relying on the old man's description to find his cave mansion at all, where is it, the dialect has to be slowly searched, fortunately, this mountain peak has not changed much even if it has been thousands of years, and it still stands hereใ€‚

(One more collection, collection growth is not ideal, ask for support)