There is less than a year left, it should be enough!
Yang Junshan tightened the Golden Wind and Jade Dew in his hand, then showed a smile, and then left the top of Xishan Mountain, letting the thunder behind him wreak havoc.
"Sang, oh, thirteen siblings!"
Yang Junshan saw Sang Chen'er and Yang Junqi walking out of the spiritual plant garden from a distance. Yang Junshan suddenly thought of the five-foot-long wicker he had just obtained, and quickly stopped Sang Chen'er and planned to ask.
Ichiban.
This Sang Xing'er was born as a disciple of the Lingyi Sect, and his father was a real monk of the Lingyi Sect. It can be regarded as a family connection, and the Sangzhou monk knew the most about spiritual things such as vegetation.
Although Yang Junqi is in charge of the plantation now, since Sang Chen'er arrived, she has basically become half of Yang Junqi's teacher. Fortunately, most of Sang Chen'er's thoughts are on the spiritual mulberry trees and spiritual silkworms. At most, she pays attention to the foot of the West Mountain.
Apart from the small poplar tree at the entrance, the Yang family's affairs are not of concern.
Sang Chen'er's face turned slightly red, and Yang Junqi had already dragged her over.
The entire Xishan Village now knew that Yang Junshan wanted to accept Su Changan as his disciple. Compared with others, Yang Junqi should have been the most sensitive to this matter, but to Yang Junshan's surprise,
Instead, the girl breathed a sigh of relief. Her originally cold and unsmiling look relaxed a bit, and she didn't look like she did before, keeping strangers away from her.
"Yang, fourth, fourth brother, what do you want from me?" Sang Chen'er asked.
Yang Junshan pulled out the five-foot-long willow tip and said, "Brothers and sisters, do you see anything mysterious about this willow stick?"
Sang Chen'er looked thoughtful when he saw the willow tip that Yang Junshan pulled out. It seemed that it looked familiar. After Yang Junshan finished asking, Sang Chen'er took the willow tip from his hand and looked at it carefully.
After reading it again, he finally said with some certainty and some surprise: "Whipwind Willow? It's actually this thing?"
Yang Junshan, however, had never heard of this thing before. He was stunned when he heard this and said, "Brothers and sisters, where does this thing come from?"
Sang Chen'er glanced at Yang Junshan and said, "This whipping willow should be from Xizhou, right?"
Before Yang Junshan could think of a suitable explanation, Sang Chen'er had already started explaining on his own, saying: "Monks in Xizhou mostly practice wind-related exercises and magical inheritance. Although this willow tree is called whip wind, it actually has
It is more appropriate to call it "catching the wind". Not only that, the wind attracted by the willow tree often carries strong spiritual energy. Therefore, various sects in Xizhou plant many whip-wind willows in their residences, which not only helps their disciples practice wind-attributed skills.
Dharma, magical power, can also be used to gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth."
Sang Chen'er said, pulling the two ends of the willow branch with both hands and pulling hard, which made Yang Junshan worried that the willow branch would be broken. However, unexpectedly, the willow branch seemed to be extremely tough.
Sang Chen'er's expression became even more certain as he said, "It's definitely the Whip Wind Willow. The branches of this Whip Wind Willow are extremely tough spiritual materials, and are the best materials for refining whip magic weapons.
Fourth brother, don’t you have a spiritual weapon called ‘Snake Tangle’ in your hand? Maybe you can use this thing to upgrade it to a high-grade one.”
When Yang Junshan heard this, he didn't believe it and said, "Is this just like wicker? Could it be that it's still a top-grade spiritual material?"
Sang Chen'er affirmed: "A five-foot-long willow tip is extremely rare even among top-grade spiritual materials. The willow branches of Whip Wind Willow are rarely three feet long. Willow tips that are more than three feet long are top-grade spiritual materials.
, the only ones that can reach the six-foot-long willow tip are Whip Wind Willows that are thousands of years old. That is a treasure-level spiritual material. However, Whip Wind Willows that are thousands of years old are extremely rare. Usually they will decay on their own within a thousand years.
Moreover, the spiritual energy attracted by a thousand-year-old whip willow tree is equivalent to a small spiritual vein. It would be good to have a few six-foot-long willow tips on it. Most of them are three or four-foot-long willow tips. Even in
In Xizhou, I am afraid that only a sect like the Zifeng Sect that is comparable to the Lingyi Sect can possess it."
When Yang Junshan heard this, he was almost sure that what Sang Chen'er said was absolutely right. Xiao Xiang'er was a descendant of the great magical power of the Purple Wind Sect. Only such people could own the five-foot-long Whip Wind Willow Branch.
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Sang Men'er glanced at Yang Junshan and said: "It is said that the Zifeng Sect's sect-protecting formation uses the whipping willows all over the mountain as the base, and relies on several thousand-year-old whipping willows in the sect to build an extremely huge formation.
The 'Wind Willow Formation' integrates protection and spirit gathering, and is extremely famous in the cultivation world."
There was a look of yearning in Yang Junshan's eyes, but it only fleeted. He did not take back the five-foot willow tip from Sang Chen'er's hand, but asked: "Then are my brothers and sisters sure that I can use this willow tip?"
How about planting it into a Whipwind Willow tree?"
Sang Chen'er was surprised and said: "Fourth brother is willing to give it up? You must know that this is a high-quality spiritual material. If it is planted on the ground, then there is no way to use it to refine weapons. Moreover, I am only 50% sure whether it can survive. Even if it can be
In terms of cultivation, one Whipwind Willow can't do much, and a thousand-year-old Whipwind Willow will probably take at least hundreds of years to cultivate."
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "You have to take a long-term view, right?"
In the night sky hundreds of miles south of Yucheng, this was the place where the Yanshan ancestors once fought and died in a battle with a Huagai Taoist. At this time, there was a mighty-looking old man standing among the clouds, surrounded by Qingyun.
He looks like a fairy among gods.
After a moment, the old man suddenly turned around and looked to the left, saying, "Fellow Taoist Xuanyuan, I haven't seen you for more than a hundred years. Are you okay?"
A cyan arched portal was formed in the sky dozens of feet away. Then the portal slowly opened, and the auspicious air steamed from the door. An old man in his sixties slowly walked out of the portal. Hearing this, he smiled and said: "Give me back."
My Taoist friend Qiong has been waiting for a long time. I haven’t seen you for more than a hundred years. Now, my Taoist friend has set foot in Qingyun Realm, and his journey to immortality has taken another step forward, but it is a joy to congratulate him!”
Taoist Guiqiong smiled slightly when he heard this and said: "My fellow Taoist is not bad either. Although he is in the Auspicious Qi Realm, he is only one step away from the Qingyun Realm, and I am just one step ahead!"
Taoist Xuanyuan smiled bitterly and said: "When you and I have reached this stage, it may take hundreds of years to take one step. Although I am already at the peak of the auspicious energy realm, I am not sure whether I can take this step!"
Taoist Gui Qiong saw that Fellow Taoist Xuanyuan seemed troubled, so he changed the topic and said: "I didn't expect that the people above would send fellow Taoist here this time, but I don't know who the other fellow Taoist is."
"It's me!"
A voice suddenly sounded from the horizon. Directly in front of the two Taoists, a magnificent beam of light formed a huge canopy in mid-air, and a middle-aged woman with a blessed face appeared under the canopy.
When Taoist Gui Qiong and Taoist Xuanyuan heard this, they were surprised at first, and then they were happy again, saying: "I have seen Taoist friend Ziyuan, and I never thought that Taoist friend would show up. This time, the matter of Burial Tianxu is even more complicated for us."
I’m somewhat confident.”
Taoist Ziyuan seemed to have a bad temper. He snorted coldly and said: "What confidence do we have that we can keep all the outside monks out of the Tiantian Network? It's just to let more people from outside the area come in or less people come in.
Just a few, huh, those people at the top made a mistake in their own calculations, but they want us to come over and beat them to death."
Taoist Zi Yuan came over and complained. Taoist Gui Qiong and Taoist Xuanyuan looked at each other and smiled bitterly, but neither of them said anything.
When Taoist Ziyuan saw the two of them like this, he snorted coldly and said: "This is also the case in Yuzhou. The country in decline does not even have a Taoist monk who can do anything. A few years ago, there was a Taoist from Yanshan, but he happened to be from Shaotian Sect.
, Huh, since that Nirvana, the Shaking Sky Sect can still maintain its inheritance because of the mercy of some people, and it actually dares to use the power of the entire sect to attack the Taoist realm, it is simply because of its longevity!"
As he said that, Taoist Ziyuan glanced at Taoist Gui Qiong and said, "I heard that you also secretly helped the Shaking Sky Sect? Are you afraid of offending someone above and killing you with a thunder?"
Taoist Gui Qiong's face changed at first, and then he smiled bitterly and said: "Anyway, when I advanced to the Taoist realm, I also received some favors from the Shaking Sky Sect, and I just wanted to protect its inheritance.
This shakes the Heaven Sect to its own revival and returns to its former glory."
Taoist Ziyuan snorted coldly and said: "Thankfully you are quite shrewd. You saw something was wrong back then and resolutely cut off your involvement with the Shaking Sky Sect and traveled to other states to advance to the Taoist realm. Otherwise, I am afraid that Yuzhou will be in trouble all the time."
There will be no more Taoist monks."
Taoist Guiqiong did not pay attention to the harshness in Taoist Ziyuan's words, but said: "This time the three of us were assigned here, could it be because we and the three of us were all involved with Yuzhou in the early years.
Is this done deliberately by some of the people above?"
As soon as these words were spoken, Taoist Xuanyuan's expression changed. Even Taoist Ziyuan, who seemed to be speaking freely, did not say a word, but the sharp flashing eyes clearly showed that she was not at peace at this time.
In the end, Taoist Xuanyuan, who had the lowest level of cultivation, gave a wry smile and said: "Let's talk about how to deal with Zangtian Ruins later, otherwise it will be too ugly this time and it will be difficult to explain to the superiors. In any case, Zangtian
The strength of the market is really the weakest among all states."
Taoist Ziyuan snorted without saying a word, but Taoist Gui Qiong smiled and said: "What Taoist Brother Xuanyuan said is right, but at least it is much better than in previous years. Since the Shaotian Sect was defeated in Yuanci Mountain, other sects have also appeared.
After a few Tai Gang realms, I can use it after all!"
A year passed extremely quickly during the retreat. A purple communication talisman passed directly through the mountain protection formation in Xishan Village and arrived in front of the secret room where Yang Junshan was practicing retreat.
Yang Junshan in the secret room suddenly opened his eyes, as if the entire dark secret room was covered with a layer of white light.
He stretched out his hand and made a move, and the purple talisman fell into his palm. After scanning with his spiritual consciousness, Yang Junshan smiled calmly and said: "What is supposed to come will eventually come, and this trip to Burial Tianxu may not be the same."