Looking at the chubby little boy in front of him, Yang Junshan happily knelt down and touched his head, saying, "Thirteenth brother, do you still remember who I am?"
The little boy tilted his head and looked at Yang Junshan for a while, seeming to have some impression, but in the end he shook his head and said in a coy voice: "I don't know him!"
Yang Junshan smiled "haha", hugged the little boy on his body, and said: "Xiao Haozi, I am your fourth brother Yang Junshan, do you remember me?"
The little boy called out "Fourth Brother". It was obvious that he was still a little unfamiliar with Yang Junshan, and Yang Junshan didn't take it seriously. After all, he was only a five-year-old boy. The last time he saw him, he was only two and a half years old.
When he speaks neatly, nearly three years have passed, and if he can recognize him, he has truly become a prodigy with a photographic memory.
Well, although my thirteenth brother will indeed become a child prodigy in the future.
Yang Junhao is the thirteenth in the third generation of the Yang family. Except for the fourth aunt Yang Tianfang, the girls in the fourth family of the Yang family have never married outside. The children they give birth to are all named Yang, and they are all in the same grade as Yang Junshan and others.
After all, Yang Junhao is the only child of the seventh aunt Yang Tianyan and her uncle An Xia.
According to the ranking of the four direct descendants of the Yang family, Yang Junshan is the fourth, Yang Junping is the ninth, and Yang Junxin, who is only one year older than Yang Junhao, is the twelfth sister.
When they arrived home, Han Xiumei still hadn't come back. It was Yang Tianyan, the seventh aunt, who was busy preparing the food in the kitchen. Seeing Yang Junshan coming back with his son on his back, Yang Tianyan said with a smile: "Xiaoshan is back. He has grown more and more in the past two or three years."
Looks like your dad!"
"Seventh Aunt!"
He put Yang Junhao, who had become familiar with him along the way, down from his back, smoothed his sleeves, and Yang Junshan planned to step forward to help.
Yang Tianyan hurriedly drove him away and said: "Go, go, I don't need you here. Go meet your seventh uncle in the main room. I heard that you are about to succeed in summoning the spirit. Your uncle has brought you a good thing this time."
Here comes the gift!”
As soon as he heard that there was a gift, Yang Junshan was overjoyed. He said hello to Qi Gu and ran towards the main room. Beside him, Yang Junhao and Little Twelfth Sister were already surrounding Huniu.
Arriving at the house, Yang Junshan happened to hear his father laugh and say: "I heard that you haven't traveled out during this period and have been staying in Qingshi Town. I thought you had changed your gender, but it turned out that you were practicing in seclusion.
I have quietly raised my cultivation level to the peak of the first level of the martial arts realm. How about I call you here this time and not disturb your cultivation level breakthrough?"
A hearty laugh came from the room and said: "Third brother, what are you talking about? How can it be so easy to break through the second level of the martial arts realm? You have experience in this matter. Besides, third brother is ready to fight with you."
There is no reason for me, my brother-in-law, not to come!"
Walking into the main room, Yang Tiangang was sitting at the top, and there was a person sitting at the bottom on the right who looked younger than Yang Tiangang, but compared with Yang Tiangang's rough appearance, this person looked more like a scholar, looking around.
He has a rather high-spirited aura and is none other than Yang Junshan's seventh uncle, An Xia.
The two people sitting opposite this person were tall and tall, dressed in coarse cloth, with honest faces. They were the two brothers Yang Tieniu and Yang Qingniu who had followed Yang Tiangang from Qingshi Town.
"Dad, Uncle Seven, Uncle Iron Niu, Uncle Qing Niu!"
As soon as he entered the door, Yang Junshan greeted the four people, and then he felt a gaze falling on him. When he turned around, he saw his seventh uncle An Xia looking at him with a smile and said: "Xiao Shanzi, in the past few years,
I haven’t seen any improvement, uncle Qi brought you a good thing this time, I don’t know if you like it or not!”
Yang Junshan immediately smiled and said, "I'm sure I'll like Uncle Seven's gift!"
An Xia suddenly smiled heartily after hearing this, and took out a palm-sized purple leather bag from his arms. Yang Junshan could see clearly that this bag and the brocade bag tied to Yang Tiangang's cigarette pot were generally used to store items.
Storage space bag.
Shaking the storage bag in the palm of his hand, a palm-sized object suddenly fell from the storage bag into An Xia's palm. This object looked unremarkable from the outside. If it weren't for the slightest trace of spiritual energy escaping from it,
If it comes out, Yang Junshan will most likely regard it as a piece of mud and stone that has been smashed and barely bonded together.
Looking at Yang Junshan's slightly confused expression, An Xia smiled and said, "How about it? Do you recognize this thing?"
Yang Junshan said with a hint of hesitation: "It looks like Tian Huangshi, a medium-grade spiritual material of the Dharma level, but it doesn't look like it."
Now it was An Xia's turn to be surprised and said: "Xiao Shanzi, have you ever seen this thing before?"
"My child has never seen the real thing, but he has seen records about Tianhuang Stone from "Feng Wu Zhi". However, this Tianhuang Stone seems to be somewhat different from the one in the record, so I am not sure."
Seeing Yang Junshan shake his head, An Xia praised repeatedly: "Yes, it's really good. This thing was originally the middle-grade spiritual material Tian Huang Stone. It was accidentally obtained by my uncle from an old carver. That old carver
The craftsman is good at engraving a variety of spiritual characters and is very famous in the local area. Even some of the disciples of powerful and famous families will go to the old carver to carve runes and other symbols when refining magic weapons."
An Xia has been traveling abroad for many years, and his experience is even greater than that of Yang Tiangang. When he talks about what he has seen outside, others also listen with interest.
"Some monks who pursue elegance often make seals and other magical instruments. Most of these magical instruments are first carved from Tianhuang stone, a medium-grade spiritual material in the legal world, and then handed over to the weapon refiner for refining."
"And every time this old carver carved these coats of arms for others, he would collect the powder particles that fell from the Tianhuang stone during the engraving. Over time, they gathered into such a large piece. Although this object is no longer a middle-grade Tianhuang stone.
, but it can also be called a piece of field yellow mud, which is top-notch among the lower-grade magical materials."
Yang Tiangang saw that his son was listening with rapt attention, so he laughed and scolded: "Why don't you thank your seventh uncle quickly! Such a large piece of Tianhuang mud probably cost your uncle a lot of money!"
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Although Tianhuang Ni was a gift to Yang Junshan, it was expensive after all, not to mention that if he wanted to refine it into a magic weapon, his father would have to find a way, so Yang Tiangang naturally collected the gift first.
After eating, Yang Tiangang and others obviously still had important matters to discuss, while the thirteenth brother Yang Junhao was still hanging around Huniu. Having his second brother and little sister playing with him happened to allow Yang Junshan to take some time. The only thing he wanted to do was
The only one who made the sacrifice was Huniu, who was treated as a plaything by several little brothers and sisters.
Carrying a large carved bow and a pot of iron feather arrows, Yang Junshan was about to leave the village on the west mountain, but he happened to meet Su Baozhang who was returning from visiting the spiritual field.
"Did you know about Zhang Yueming's father coming to our village?" Su Baozhang started talking about Zhang Chenghong the moment he saw Yang Junshan, which made Yang Junshan confused for a moment, so he had to nod and wait for the rest.
"I didn't expect that guy to be really capable. He has cured several people's old illnesses in the village these days with the elixirs he made. Many people in the village are grateful, and many people even say that Zhang Blacksmith is the face of it."
We have invited an alchemy master to the village. If it were anyone else, I am afraid that even the village leader would not be able to invite him!"
Su Baozhang said angrily: "Listen, aren't these words just criticizing Sang and Huai! But this man is really capable. A few days ago, I heard that something went wrong when Li Shen of Qiancun was practicing, and he accidentally contracted the wind evil and had a high fever.
, the whole person was so feverish that he was in a daze, Zhang Chenghong took one pill and his fever subsided, and he suddenly woke up."
"However, diseases caused by excessive practice are the most difficult to treat. After only half a day, Li Shen's high fever came up again, so Zhang Chenghong took another pill to relieve the fever. After four days of this, Zhang Chenghong's fever came back again.
I took five pills for Li Shen and finally eliminated his wind evil. Uh, what's your expression? Is there anything wrong with what I said?"
Su Baozhang was just about to get excited when he saw Yang Junshan's face full of sarcasm. He was confused and thought it was Yang Junshan who was laughing at him.
Yang Junshan sneered and asked, "How much does Zhang Chenghong's elixir cost? Brother Baozhang, do you know?"
Su Baozhang was stunned for a moment and said: "It's not cheap. It is said that the five pills given to Li Shen cost him three jade coins, which made Li Shen feel very distressed. His family's autumn harvest in Lingtian this year is considered a good opportunity.
Got in."
Yang Junshan snorted coldly and said: "A box of ten spirit-inducing pills specially used for cultivating monks in the mortal realm only costs five jade coins. How dare he, Zhang Chenghong, ask for three jade coins for a few crudely made medicine pills?"
Su Baozhang was stunned and said: "But his elixir is really effective!"
The sarcasm on Yang Junshan's face became even worse: "It's just wind evil entering the body. Even for the poorest alchemist, one evil-removing pill is enough, but he used five of them! One evil-removing pill
The cost of making each one is only ten stone coins. Normally, one is sold for twenty stone coins, but this guy sold each one for sixty stone coins, which is so crazy!"
"But if the condition keeps recurring, what can be done?"
"If the condition doesn't recur, wouldn't he only be able to earn the price of one pill?"
Yang Junshan suddenly asked Su Baozhang, dumbfounded: "As for controlling the recurrence of the disease, it is really simple. You only need to add some extra seasonings to the elixir."
After a moment, Su Baozhang said in disbelief: "Is this person really so despicable?"
Yang Junshan sneered and said: "A person who can blatantly hang out a 'love' banner at his son's banquet, how good can you expect his character to be?"
"No, we can't let this person fool around like this!"
Su Baozhang walked quickly to the village and said: "This person's despicable face must be exposed. These days, this person has been buying medicinal herbs and spiritual herbs from every household in the name of making elixirs, and has secretly paid them back."
Knowing how many tricks are hidden, we must never let the villagers be fooled again."
Yang Junshan grabbed him and said, "Do you have evidence? Don't forget, all these things were done voluntarily by the villagers. If you come forward to accuse so rashly, even the villagers won't stand on your side."