Thirteen days have passed, in the entire cave house, except for the forbidden place, all the maturity has been collected by the dialect, the low-level can be refined into pills, and the dialects that cannot be used are put away first, and the harvest is not small, there are thousands of bottles of one and two pills, and there are only about a hundred and ten jade bottles in dialects, and then they can't just put them all into their own wine pots, and now the dialects feel more and more that their wine pots are a treasure, at least they can put a lot of things, in addition to being not very convenient to use, they are much more than their own Qiankun bags.

With the continuous refining, coupled with the concentration of aura here, Fang Yan felt that he was only a little short of breaking through to the eleventh layer.

Ji Feng over there has tried countless methods for more than ten days, but he still hasn't found a way to the palace in the sky, so he is not discouraged and continues to think of a way.

Fang Yan walked to the adjacent Lingtian, and tried to touch the wall made of bamboo with his hand again, but he couldn't touch it at all, only a white stone pillar erected next to the entrance could be touched, and the dialect studied it for a while, thinking that if he wanted to enter the Lingtian, this stone pillar should be the key.

An ordinary white stone pillar is not a rare material, it is an ordinary white jade, it has not even been broken, the surface is rough and uneven, only one side is slightly smoother, there are a few shallow pits on it, the dialect has circled a few times, the eyes are staring at these shallow pits, and the right hand is rubbing on them.

Tried to input the mana into the stone pillar, but there was no reaction at all, and Fang Yan did not feel the existence of a trace of the formation, but there was a prohibition in front of him, and Fang Yan did not dare to underestimate it, and the prohibition was not that he could not find a trace in front of him.

"Brother Fang, do you have any elixirs to replenish your divine sense, damn, this prohibition is really difficult. Ji Feng, who has always been good-tempered, seems to be a little irritable, there has been no progress for so long, and anyone else will be like this.

"Yang Shen Dan? Nuo, Brother Ji continued. Fang Yan stretched out his hand and threw a jade box to Ji Feng, and the success rate of the Yang Shen Dan has also been greatly improved, this is also the most valuable batch of pills in Fang Yan now, I was going to keep it and wait for the appearance of Zhuji Dan to exchange it for spirit stones for bidding, but I didn't expect that there has not been a single Zhuji Dan for more than a year, Fang Yan has several on his body, Ji Fengken brought himself to this cave mansion, and Fang Yan is naturally not stingy with pills.

Ji Feng's divine consciousness has consumed a lot in the past few days, and after swallowing the Divine Cultivation Pill, he sat down cross-legged and began to refine the elixir.

A light suddenly flashed in Fang Yan's heart, pill?

Fang Yan returned to the white stone pillar, carefully observed the small pits, and then went to the entrances of other spiritual fields, which also had similar dents, but the number was more or less.

In order to verify his guess, Fang Yan took out three Lingyuan Pills and put them into the dent of the white stone pillar in front of him, but there was no response?

During the fourth test, Fang Yan was pleasantly surprised, the six pills he had placed in the dent were absorbed by the stone pillar, Fang Yan sacrificed a thousand spirit nets, staring at the stone pillar nervously, who knows, after a long time, there was still no reaction, except for swallowing the six pills for nothing, there was no movement.

Fang Yan slowly approached the stone pillar, no different from before, and Fang Yan tried to put the Lingyuan Pill into the last stone pillar again, but there was no reaction.

Standing in front of the only white stone pillar that reacted, Fang Yan stretched out his hand and put in six pills, just like last time, they were swallowed up again, Fang Yan didn't believe in evil, and continued to place the pills inside, without much effort, hundreds of Lingyuan Pills were swallowed by the stone pillar, and there was still no movement.

Fang Yan lowered his head and pondered, could it be that he needed other pills?

The dialect was changed to the Qingxin Pill, and it was also swallowed, but there was still no reaction, no matter how high-grade the second-grade and third-grade pills, the dialect was still a little reluctant for a while.

Just when Fang Yan habitually put in six more pills, Fang Yan, who had no hope, suddenly felt a slight change in the stone pillar, and it seemed to flicker.

Fang Yan rubbed his eyes and looked at it again but found that it had disappeared, carefully recalling the last action just now, Fang Yan seemed to understand, reached out and took out a bottle of Lingyuan Pill, poured all the pills on the palm of his hand, picked out six top-grade Lingyuan Pills from them, and carefully put them into the dent.

A white light flashed out from the stone pillar, and a man in green clothes suddenly appeared in front of Fang Yan's eyes, and a voice sounded: "Please show the talisman." ”

Fang Yan looked at the man in front of him and was sure that the voice came from him, but his mouth didn't move at all, and Fang Yan found some passages.

After the man finished speaking, he stood there motionless, Fang Yan felt a little wrong, this man's cultivation dialect could not be detected at all, it seemed that there was no trace of mana in his body at all.

"This Daoist brother, may I ask what to call it. ”

"Please show the pass. The man repeated what he had just said.

Fang Yan finally realized that this man didn't look like a living person at all, but like a mechanical puppet, just when Fang Yan was about to step forward to talk again, a strange light suddenly flashed on the man's body, Fang Yan saw this situation, stopped, his divine sense kept staring at him, and the man who didn't have a trace of mana suddenly appeared vigorous mana fluctuations, ah? Qi refining primary, intermediate, high-level, and soon rose to the foundation building stage.

Fang Yan didn't know the danger yet, and shouted while retreating: "Brother Ji, hurry up and come over to help." ”

Ji Feng didn't pay attention to what Fang Yan was doing these days, every time he saw Fang Yan alchemy, he knew that Fang Yan was a good alchemist, and he also discovered the spiritual field here, but the palace in the air was in front of him, Ji Feng didn't have the heart to check the spiritual field at all, Ji Feng, who was refining the Divine Cultivation Pill, suddenly heard Fang Yan's shout, and at the same time, he also felt a powerful aura in his consciousness, turned his head and looked, and found the man who had already fought with Fang Yan.

Nine times out of ten, the dialect can be determined, the person in front of him is not a real monk, he has also seen a lot of foundation monks, in terms of momentum cultivation, this person in front of him is stronger than everyone he has seen, but the attack power is far inferior to the few people he has fought against, each action seems to be a fixed routine, back and forth just a few times, but although this person's actions are simple, the power is not small.

Fang Yan thought that his body was not inferior to the Zhuji monk, but compared with the person in front of him, it was a lot worse, at the beginning, Fang Yan did not retreat in time, and stabbed the person in the shoulder with a green fire sparrow, but there was no effect, as if a wooden sword pierced the feeling of steel.

And the other party does not have any magic weapon in his hand, it is a pair of fists, but the fist wind sweeps through the dialect, you can feel the huge power, if you let the fist hit, even if the dialect is conceited and strong, it is estimated that he will be seriously injured, a few fights, the dialect knows that he is far from the opponent of the other party, and his spell attack on the opponent's body does not have any effect at all, even if it is mixed with fire attacks, it is the same, just in terms of body, this man is not worse than the Jindan monk.

The attack was fruitless, and Fang Yan had to step on the butterfly dance steps, dodging the man's attack left and right, and at the same time released the queen bee beast Xiao Hei, but Xiao Hei's attack didn't seem to have any effect, only a harassing effect. Fortunately, soon, Fang Yan saw Ji Feng who came over.

Ji Feng didn't have time to care about not knowing where the man came from, he jumped out hundreds of meters with a leap, and not far in front of Fang Yan, his divine sense swept over the man in front of him, and he couldn't help but be surprised, Fang Yan didn't know the cultivation of the man in front of him, Ji Feng could see at a glance that this person's cultivation had reached the realm of foundation building. But the strange thing is that this person seems to be a little wooden, and the use of spells is very immature, most of the time he just fights with dialects with his strong body, is it physical cultivation?

"Brother Fang, I'm here to help you. ”

"Brother Ji, this person is strange, he doesn't seem to be a monk, his movements are very mechanical, and he is likely to be a puppet. ”

Hearing Fang Yan's words, Ji Feng suddenly felt so weird, he didn't think about the puppet at all, but what kind of character did the monk who can refine the foundation building Great Perfection puppet be, and who did he and Fang Yan go to this time.

Since it is a puppet, or a puppet of the physical cultivation class, Ji Feng is not in a hurry, although the dialect is far worse in terms of cultivation, but he is urging a treasure weapon, just dodging, and the queen bee beast is helping on the side, and he will not fall behind for a while, Ji Feng is not afraid that the person will hear it, and shouted loudly: "Brother Fang, I will arrange a formation here, wait for you to bring it over." ”

"Good. Fang Yan dodged while glancing at Ji Feng's movements, and soon, a simple formation was arranged, and Fang Yan flashed left and right a few times, and then wanted to lead the man into the formation.

What Fang Yan Ji Feng didn't expect was that after the man followed Fang Yan for a while, he stopped moving. Fang Yan tried to go back, but just after taking a few steps, the man moved again, and as soon as he stepped out, he stopped there again.

After trial and error, Fang Yan Ji Feng found that the man's range of activities was limited, with the stone pillar at the entrance of Lingtian as the center, within a semicircle of twenty zhang, as long as he withdrew from this range, the man would retreat to the stone pillar and not move.

There was no danger for a while, but it wouldn't work if you wanted to stay there and set up the formation.