Sovereign to Immortality

There are still less than a year, it should be enough!

Yang Junshan will hold the gold wind jade in his hand tightly, then reveal a smile, and then left the foothills of Xishan, let the thunder of the back.

"Sang, oh, thirteen younger sisters!"

Yang Junshan saw that Sang Yuer and Yang Junqi had come out from the Lingzhi Garden together. Yang Junshan immediately thought of the five-foot-long wicker that had just arrived, and quickly stopped the Mulberry to ask. Something.

This mulberry is a spiritual disciple of the roots of Miaohong, and his father is a true monk of Ling Yizong. It can be regarded as a source of family learning, and the monks of Sangzhou know the most spiritual things like grass and trees. Although Zhiyuan is now in charge of Yang Junqi, since the arrival of Mulberry, she has basically become a half teacher of Yang Junqi. Fortunately, most of the thoughts of Mulberry are on the mulberry tree and the silkworm, paying attention to the foot of Xishan. The small poplar tree at the entrance, in addition, Yang's things are not the heart.

Mulberry's face was slightly red, and Yang Junqi had already taken her to her.

Yang Junshan wants to accept Su Chang'an as a disciple. Now the entire Xishan Village has already been known. Compared with others, Yang Junqi should have been most sensitive to this matter. What is beyond Yang Junshan’s surprise is that Instead, the girl was relieved with a sigh of relief. The original cold smile was not enough to smile, but it was not as close as she was before.

"Yang, four, four brothers, what are you looking for?" asked Mulberry.

Yang Junshan pumped out a five-foot-long willow tip and said: "Sister, do you see what is wrong with this wicker?"

When Mulberry saw the often-used willows that Yang Junshan had taken out, he showed the color of thoughts. It seemed that he was familiar with it. After Yang Junshan asked, Mulberry took the willow from his hand and looked at it carefully. Once again, in the end, some of them were a little bit surprised and surprised: "Whip wind will be this thing?"

Yang Junshan has never heard of this thing before listening to it. He said: "Brother and sister, what is the origin of this thing?"

Mulberry took a look at Yang Junshan and said: "This whip-wind will be the thing of Xizhou?"

Not waiting for Yang Junshan to come up with a proper rhetoric, Sang Yuer has explained himself from the self-consideration, saying: "The Xizhou monks are more familiar with the wind-related exercises and magical inheritance. Although this willow is called a whip, actually it is It is more appropriate to call the wind, not only that, the wind brought by this willow often carries a strong aura. Therefore, the various ancestral homes in Xizhou are often planted with whip and willows, which not only helps the disciples under the door to practice the wind. Law, supernatural powers, can also be used to gather the aura of heaven and earth."

Mulberry said that both hands pulled the ends of the willows and pulled them hard, so that Yang Junshan was worried that the wicker was broken, but unexpectedly, the wicker seemed to be extremely tough.

I saw that the look of Mulberry was more certain, saying: "It is decided that the whip will not be wrong. The willow of this whip is a very tough spiritual material. It is a good material for refining whip magic. Four brothers, is there a sword called 'snake twist' in your hand? Maybe you can use this thing to upgrade to the top grade."

Yang Junshan heard the words: "Where is this with the wicker? Is it difficult to be a top quality?"

Mulberry said with affirmation: "The five-foot-long willow tip is also extremely rare in the top-grade spiritual materials. The willow branches of the whip-wind willow are rarely three feet long. The willow shoots more than three feet long are the finest spirits. To reach the six-foot-long willow tip, there is only a thousand-year-old whip-window, which is the spiritual material of the treasure, but the thousand-year-old whip willow is extremely rare, and it usually takes less than a thousand years to decay. Moreover, the aura brought by a millennial whip-wind will be equivalent to a small vein. It is good to have several six-foot-long willows on the top, and most of them are three or four-foot long willows, even if I am afraid that only the Zifeng School, which is comparable to Ling Yizong, will have it.

When Yang Junshan heard this, he was almost sure that Sang Yuer’s decision was correct. Isn’t Xiao Xianger a descendant of the Purple Wind Great God, and only such a person can have a five-foot-long whiplash? .

Mulberry looked at Yang Junshan and said: "The legendary martial art sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects of the sects The 'wind willow array' is a combination of protection and gathering, and is very famous in the cultivation industry."

Yang Junshan’s gaze reveals the color of yearning, but it just disappears. He does not take back the five-footed willow from the hands of Mulberry. Instead, he asks: "So the younger sister has the confidence to put this willow Kind to form a whip wind willow?"

Mulberry was surprised: "The fourth brother is willing to know? This is the best spiritual material. If it is planted on the ground, then you don't want to use it again. And if you can live, I can only have 50% of the grasp, even if I can To live, a whirlwind will not be too big, and the millennium whip will probably have to be cultivated for at least a few hundred years."

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "There must be a long-term look, isn't it?"

In the night sky hundreds of miles away from the south of the city of Yucheng, it was once the place where the Yanshan ancestors fought and fell to a Huagao Taoist. At this time, there was a veteran old man standing in the middle of the cloud. Protected, it looks like a god.

After a while, the old man suddenly turned to look at the left side and said: "Xuanyuan Daoyou, I haven't seen it for more than a hundred years, don't come innocent?"

A cyan arched portal was formed at a height of dozens of feet, and the portal gradually opened, and the door was suffocating. A 60-year-old man slowly walked out of the portal and heard a smile: "Let's return." I have waited for a long time, and I haven’t seen it for more than a hundred years. Daoyou is now in the Qing Dynasty, and the path of longevity is further, but it is gratifying!”

The blasphemy whispered a smile and said: "The Taoist friend is not bad. Although he is in the atmosphere of Rui, there is only one step away from Qingyun, but the old man is only one step ahead!"

Xuanyuan Taoist smiled bitterly: "When you and I stepped out, you can spend a hundred years in energy consumption. Although the old man is already in the peak of Rui, you can step out in this step, but the old man is not sure!"

When the returning monks saw Xuanyuan Daoyou seem to have a difficult face, they opened the subject and said: "I didn't expect that the people above would send the Taoist friends, but I don't know who a friend is."

"it's me!"

A voice suddenly sounded in the sky. In front of the two Taoists, a magnificent road light formed a huge canopy in the air, and a middle-aged woman with a blessing appeared under the canopy.

The blasphemy and the Xuanyuan Taoist were shocked first, but followed by another joy. "I have seen the Aoyuan Taoist friend. I never thought that it would be a Taoist friend. This time I was buried in the Sky Market. A little bit of grasp."

The Ziyuan Taoist seems to have a bad temper. He snorted and said: "Is there any grasp, can you stop the outsiders in the field outside the net? The left or right is just to let the people outside the field come in more or less. Something, oh, those people above have calculated their mistakes, but they have to come over and kill them."

This Ziyuan Taoist came over and complained. The blasphemy and the Xuanyuan Taoist people looked at each other with a smile. The two did not even speak.

The Ziyuan Taoist people saw this two people, and they screamed coldly. "This is also a jade state. There is no such thing as a monk in the homeland. In the past few years, there was a Yanshan Taoist. Hey, since that silence, this Tianzong can still preserve the inheritance is that some people are very compassionate, and even dare to attack the human condition with the power of the whole sect, it is simply a self-defense!"

Saying, the eyes of the aster of the asterisk turned to the blasphemy and said: "I heard that you have secretly helped the celestial celestial being? Not afraid of annoying the above, a thunder smashing you?"

The face of the blasphemy was changed first, followed by a bitter smile: "In any case, when the old man stepped into the world, he also got a few blessings from the celestial celestial beings, but it was not to be preserved. This Tianzong revived and returned to the glory of the past."

The people of the Aster Garden snorted and said: "If you lose money, you are still savvy. When you saw that it was not right, you decided to disconnect from the Tianzong and travel to the outside world. Otherwise, this Yuzhou is afraid of one. There will be no monks in the world."

The blasphemy did not care about the inferiority of the words of the people of the Aster, but said: "This time I waited for three people to be assigned here, and why not because I had been involved in this Yuzhou in the early years. Is this one of the above people deliberate?"

When the words were exported, the face of Xuan Yuan Dao was changed. Even the Ziyuan Taoist who seemed to be obscured did not say anything, but the sharply blinking gaze was obvious that she was not calm at the moment.

In the end, the Xuanyuan Dao, who was the lowest, was saddened and said: "I will still talk about the matter of burying the ruins of the ruins. Otherwise, this time it would be too ugly, and it is not easy to explain to it. Anyway, the funeral day. The strength of this market is really the weakest in the states."

The people of Shiyuan have no words, and the Taoist people laughed. "Xuanyuan’s friends said it was good, but at least it was much better than the previous years. Since the loss of Yuantianzong, the other factions have also come out. A few too dilemma, so you can use it!"

One year's time was very fast in the practice of retreat. A purple message passed directly through the mountain guardian of Xishan Village and came to the secret room of Yang Junshan's retreat.

Yang Junshan in the secret room suddenly opened his eyes, as if the entire dark room was covered with a double white light.

I saw that he reached for a trick, and the purple symbol fell into the palm. After the sweep of the spirit, Yang Junshan smiled lightly. "There is always a visit. This trip to the Tianzheng may not be a trip. opportunity!"