: Good luck

While Feng Yang was waiting for the god-transforming monk, he was also deducing the formation in front of him.

In fact, the God-Transforming Cultivator was also waiting for Feng Yang to take out the black iron, otherwise he would not be able to lock the position of the black iron. When he felt the black iron appear, the God-Transforming Cultivator rushed forward without stopping, and one day later, he followed the breath outside the gate of Zhengyang Mountain.

"Fellow Taoist, are you okay?" After the man arrived here, he saw Feng Yang and also saw the surrounding protected sect formation.

"You caused me so much trouble. I almost failed to kill my life. After many twists and turns, I was able to escape. You have used this period of time to repair all the injuries." Feng Yang said lightly.

"Did you deliberately lead me here?" At this time, the god-transforming monk seemed to have guessed this.

"It's not a question! I know that you have a strong array method, so I want to ask you to help me break this big array. As for the black iron, it's useless to ask for it. As long as you are willing to help, I can give it to you."

Feng Yang didn't use any means to beat around the bush and directly expressed his thoughts.

"It sounds really good, it's the best of both worlds. In fact, I really didn't expect you to be alive and be able to slip away under the eyes of those old guys. I have to say that you are not an ordinary person either.

But I don’t like to trade with others, and I don’t want to be exploited by anyone.”

Whoosh! The god-transforming monk spoke, reached out and grabbed Feng Yang, trying to control Feng Yang as fast as possible.

Feng Yang smiled slightly, and his thoughts moved slightly and left the place.

"Hmm? It's so fast." The god-transforming monk reached out to grab the sky, and was slightly surprised.

"Do you want to consider the transaction?" Feng Yang continued to ask lightly.

"I'm not in the mood!" Wow! As he spoke, the man rushed towards Feng Yang again.

Wow! Feng Yang did not fight back, but was just dodging left and right, because Feng Yang's ultimate goal was to help him break the formation. It was not that he did not have the ability to break the formation, but that Feng Yang was worried that he would miss the auction.

The god-transforming monk attacked more than a dozen times in a row, but he failed once.

However, this guy didn't seem to give up and continued to pursue Feng Yang.

Feng Yang was also a little surprised at this time, not understanding why this person was so persistent. But soon Feng Yang discovered something was wrong. This guy was not just chasing him, but the route he was walking was in the form of gossip.

This guy was setting up a trapping formation, and Feng Yang immediately thought of this.

After seeing the opponent's mystery, Feng Yang immediately flew out and jumped out of the opponent's trapping formation.

"Since you don't want to cooperate, I won't ask for help anymore, and it will be in no time." As he said that, Feng Yang flew quickly to the distance.

"Stop, you can discuss something, come back!" Seeing that the trapping formation was about to be arranged, Feng Yang actually escaped. Wouldn't this be a waste of work?

The man who transformed the god hurriedly chased after him in despair.

Just as the man had just soared into the air, Feng Yang's Yuan Magnetic Stick fell from the sky and rushed straight to the head of the god-transforming monk. The stick suddenly caught the god-transforming monk off guard.

"You dare to fight with me head-on?" The god-transforming monk thought Feng Yang escaped, so he ran away. At his own speed, he really couldn't catch up with the other party, but he didn't expect that this guy would actually want to attack him and fight with him head-on, which is really a search for death.

A long sword made a move in an instant and headed straight for Feng Yang.

It was only a blink of an eye that the god-transforming monk felt the energy from Mount Tai fell down, and the long sword was instantly bombarded.

With a bang, the man's arm also broke instantly.

"Ah!" The god-transforming cultivator was blown away. He never thought that this stick was so powerful, and it was not weaker than Master Huang Zhenzi's method.

Feng Yang took advantage of the victory and immediately approached the man and pointed the man's fixed hole as fast as possible. Feng Yang reached out and grabbed the other person's neck and picked it up.

"Fellow Daoist, please spare me!" Although the pain on his arm was unbearable, the man still knew that life was more important and hurriedly begged for mercy.

"I asked you to help me break the formation. Is it so difficult? Since I don't want to break the formation, what else do I want you to do?" Feng Yang's hand had already begun to exert force, which was the rhythm of strangling this person.

"Senior, please spare me! I will cooperate, I will cooperate." The god-transforming monk shouted quickly.

"How can I believe you really need to cooperate? Why don't you do this? Hand over your soul and regard me as the main one. That way I will be at ease, otherwise I will be afraid that you will be humiliated."

Feng Yang knew this person's treacherousness. This person could instantly make a concentrating cultivator lose an arm, and then escape, and he was definitely not a good man and a trustworthy woman.

"If you recognize the master, don't want it! To be honest, I can't break the formation of Zhengyang Mountain at all, because there is something with the most yang inside. Even if you can find the formation, you will definitely be discovered by the people inside.

It is impossible to break the formation for a few decades, otherwise I wouldn’t have to treat you like this before. Wouldn’t it be easier to help you break the formation directly?" The man said with a sad face.

"That's it! Then you can die with peace of mind! It's useless to ask you."

"No, senior, show mercy. If you kill me, I won't get any benefits. In this way, I hand over all my wealth and property, and then you give me a way out so that you won't lose anything." The man shouted quickly, for fear that Feng Yang would kill him.

"I can get all your treasures if I kill you, right?"

"Senior! I can't die. My master is now damaged in the sea of ​​consciousness and his soul is damaged. I still need to take care of him. By the way! I can tell you a big secret. The black iron in your hand is the key to opening the channel of reincarnation.

A kind of spiritual herb grows in the reincarnation channel, which is a medicine for refining the spiritual nourishing pill, which can repair the sea of ​​consciousness and the soul. As long as you let me go, I can tell you the location of the reincarnation channel."

The man suddenly thought of a way to escape and hurriedly told him everything.

"The spiritual herb that refines the spiritual nourishing pill?" Feng Yang was surprised and felt that this was impossible. Where can I find such a pill in the world?

However, Feng Yang was also very excited. If there was really such a pill, wouldn’t his soul be infinitely enlarged in the future? Frequent use of spiritual consciousness can also replenish energy in a short period of time.

If I had such a pill, how could the sea of ​​consciousness collapse?

"Yes, it's this kind of spiritual herb. The black iron is the key to entering the passage. I dare to swear to the sky, because my master Huang Zhenzi needs this kind of spiritual herb." The man said hurriedly.

"What? Huang Shanzi?" When Feng Yang heard this name, he suddenly thought of Wen Xuan. Did Wen Xuan be hurt by Huang Shanzi?

"Yes, do you know my mentor?" Seeing Feng Yang's expression, the man who transformed into a god was stunned.

"I don't know you! But I believe what you said, but I have another requirement, that is, you can take me to see your master." Feng Yang knew that Huang Zhenzi had taken Wen Xuan's things, and they were all good things.

"Yes, I promise you." The man hurriedly agreed.
Chapter completed!