Six hundred and seventieth eight chapters join forces
With Zhang Yueming's wisdom, it is certainly impossible for him not to be able to see the true purpose of each faction, and it is also impossible for him not to be able to see the current situation of the Shaking Sky Sect. The reason why he came back to vent his anger is simply because of the Shang of the Shaking Sky Sect.
There are two elders sitting in charge, and there are still people holding the sky above their heads. It is not his turn to carry the backbone of Shaking Heaven Sect.
After hearing Master Qingshu's explanation, Zhang Yueming said without thinking: "I'll go!"
Master Qingshu smiled and said: "Of course you want to go. After all, Shaking Sky Peak is the ancestral land of my Shaking Sky Sect. Even if there are various factions in Yuzhou participating, it is impossible for them to compete for the first place. The real essence of Shaking Sky Peak is between you and me."
You, Uncle Zhu, join forces and must secretly bring it back before the other factions do, especially the secret realm of Knocking Heaven on Shaking Heaven Peak. If it was not destroyed by the Forbidden Formation, then we must bring it back to Yuanci Mountain, where the secret realm is.
This is the true essence of our sect, and maybe it can help you quickly advance to the Tiangang realm."
With that said, Master Qingshu took out a broken mace from his arms and handed it to Zhang Yueming.
Zhang Yueming was stunned. He was naturally familiar with this broken mace. When he collected the Mountain-Suppressing Stone to practice the Immovable Mountain Divine Power, the teacher had given him this broken mace. He even knew that this broken mace was actually the master of the Shaking Heaven Sect.
The most precious thing because it is one of the remaining parts of a Taoist weapon.
"Teacher, this..."
Master Qingshu smiled, his eyes lingered on the broken mace for a moment, and he whispered: "Take it, it will belong to you sooner or later, not to mention that now that you have advanced to the Xuan Gang Realm, your power is no longer there.
As for me, I have complete control over this treasure of the sect."
Zhang Yueming felt for a moment that the remaining mace in his hand was as heavy as a mountain. Zhu Zhenren glanced at him and said, "Do you know the responsibility you will bear after taking over this mace? Are you willing to support this for Shaking Heaven Sect?"
A piece of sky?”
Zhang Yueming took a deep breath, raised his eyes and stared at the two real men, and said solemnly: "Disciples will devote themselves to the utmost until they die!"
Zhu Zhenren said in a deep voice: "We are all old now, and our cultivation has reached the end. All we can do now is to help you as much as possible. Let me ask you, since you have taken over
Will this remaining weapon still cause complaints like today in the future?"
Zhang Yueming blushed and said with shame: "Disciple knows his mistake!"
Qingshu Zhenren said: "There are some things you have to face, just like the broken mace in your hand. How can you collect all the remaining pieces of the broken mace and finally restore the complete sky-breaking mace? But at the same time, you also have to
Understand that the Sky-breaking Mace was in the hands of Uncle Yanshan back then, and Uncle Yanshan is the ancestor of the Taoist people. If he can kill this old man and shatter the existence of the Sky-breaking Mace, what kind of great supernatural power monk will he be?"
Qingshu Zhenren paused, looked at Zhang Yueming, who looked equally solemn, and said: "These are all things you may have to face in the future, and you may even be unable to escape. You must be prepared to shake the sky at any time.
Preparations for Zong’s sacrifice.”
Zhang Yueming suddenly laughed and said: "Teacher, if you hadn't brought me from the wasteland town to Shaotian Sect, how could I, Zhang Yueming, be where I am today? To revive Shaotian Sect, the disciples are naturally duty-bound!"
"You said that when you sensed the fragments of your body, did the person who owned the fragments also sense your existence?"
Yang Junshan's spiritual consciousness fell into his Dantian, and he asked the pangolin, which had a lazy expression but had already woken up.
"How is it possible? I am the only weapon spirit that can break the sky. You are lucky to have met me. As for all the remaining parts of the body, only I can sense them, but they cannot sense me."
Yang Junshan nodded when he heard this and said: "Oh, then I'm relieved."
"Hey, what do you mean?"
The weapon spirit pangolin was not happy and said: "It seems like I have caused a big trouble for you."
Yang Junshan sneered and said: "Isn't it? In whose hands are the fragments of your body most likely to be? Those beings who can break your body into pieces, don't you think they are a big trouble for me?"
Ever since Yang Junshan used his Jugang Realm cultivation to control the remnants of Qingyu Master, he gradually began to have doubts about pangolins. If this guy's body is just a treasure, can he really be so tyrannical?
Power? If not, this guy might be a hot potato in his own hands, because apart from the possibility that the rest of the object's body may be in the hands of Shaking Sky Sect, the most likely thing is to break this stone mace.
In the hands of the enemy.
What kind of great supernatural being can he be who can break a magic weapon that is suspected to be a transcendent treasure?
In a wilderness on the border between Mengyu County and Huyao County, Yang Junxiu, who was at the second level of the True Demon Realm, suddenly erupted with a whip and caught Xiong Zhuang off guard. Then, after transforming into a human form, he posed in a tiger shape.
He jumped out, caught Xiong Zhuang off guard and fought hand to hand, knocking him to the ground with one punch.
"I can't live this life without fighting. I haven't seen you fighting with me for a long time. You were in seclusion to practice."
Xiong Zhuang turned over, his huge body half lying on a slope, and said: "It's sad, our old Xiong has been stuck in the second level of the True Demon Realm for more than ten years, and he doesn't know when he will be able to advance to the second level.
Third level, you girl has only touched the bottleneck of the first level for a few years, and you have already advanced. Is it possible that you indigenous demon cultivators are really more favored by this world than us outsiders?"
"maybe!"
Yang Junxiu and Bao Yu'er looked at each other and said: "Hey, Lao Xiong, we don't know each other even if we don't fight each other. You Lao Xiong is also an upright person. Now there is a big deal, which is very likely to help you make a breakthrough.
The current bottleneck in cultivation is to advance to the third level of the True Demon Realm. How about it? Do you dare to do it?"
Xiong Zhuang's expression condensed and he asked with confusion: "What kind of deal? Are you two brats trying to trick our old bear?"
Bao Yuer picked his fingernails and said casually: "It's Huyao County next door. Old Xiong, how about the three of us join forces to take over the entire Huyao County?"
"ah?"
Xiong Zhuang hesitated and said: "Are you kidding me? Now Huyao County is full of demon cultivators wreaking havoc. If the three of us occupy it, not to mention offending some of the demon cultivators in Quwu Mountain, we may also face attacks from the Lingkai sect.
It’s inappropriate to counterattack, isn’t this inappropriate?”
Yang Junxiu smiled contemptuously and said, "Old Xiong, where is your courage?"
"Not to mention the fact that the Kailing Sect has just died of Zhenren Tiangang, does it still have the ability to regain Huyao County? Even if it recovers Huyao County, the three of us are just fools? Will Qu Wushan just let the Kailing Sect recover Huyao County and turn a blind eye?"
"Besides, what happened to those demon cultivators who offended Quwu Mountain? Aren't you also a member of Quwu Mountain's demon cultivators? Don't you have any backers in Quwu Mountain? Our demon clan has always worshiped the strong, and we can only speak with our fists.
Do you think the three of us join forces, who are the real demons below Tiangang Realm afraid of? And which of the real Tiangang Realm real demons is not the overlord in Quwu Mountain, will they take a fancy to a small Huyao County?"
Xiong Zhuang stood up abruptly, blowing out white air from his two huge nostrils.
When Yang Junxiu saw this, he glanced at Bao Yu'er. After understanding it, Bao Yu'er said: "Don't forget what kind of cultivation resource benefits an entire county will bring to the three of us. These things are enough for you to sprint in a short time.
It’s the third level of the True Demon Realm. You’ve been preparing for more than ten years to reach the third level of the True Demon Realm. Do you want to prepare for more than ten more years?”
"Damn it! They are in the first grade of junior high school, why can't I be in the fifteenth grade? Why is it that every time I am stationed at the border to guard against the human monks, they eat meat, drink soup, and even encounter hard bones to have their teeth scratched, I
I've had enough!" Xiong Zhangang roared.
Yang Junxiu still seemed dissatisfied with Xiong Zhuang's performance, and continued to say sarcastically: "Because to put it mildly, it's best to lie to those who are upright, but to put it worst, it means you are stupid, otherwise those human monks will always say that you are a stupid bear.
Stupid bear, I’m just talking about you!”
"Stop it!"
Xiong Zhuang stretched out his hand and pulled out his demonic weapon, the mountain spear, and roared: "I'm leaving now to make a big fuss in Huyao County. Are you two going?"
Yang Junxiu and Bao Yuer glanced at each other imperceptibly, and then said in unison: "Let's go together, we must let everyone know the reputation of the three of us!"
Just when Yang Junxiu and other three demon cultivators joined forces to kill Huyao County, the Yang family in Xishan suddenly received a joint summons from three Taigang Realm monks, Master Linxiao, Master Feixiao and Master Yan Lao, calling for the demon cultivators surrounding the Yucheng area.
The forces of various sects have joined forces to clear out Yucheng's territory. They must wipe out all the extraterritorial forces around Yucheng to ensure that the entire center of Yuzhou is no longer threatened by extraterritorial forces.
"It's about to begin. Is this what my uncle and fourth brother analyzed earlier? It's true that the various factions are trying to suppress the extraterritorial forces in the area around Yu City, but the real purpose is to shake the Tianfeng Peak?"
Yang Junhao asked nonchalantly.
Yang Tianggang played with the communication talisman in his hand for a moment, then threw it to Yang Junshan and said, "Do you see anything?"
Yang Junshan's spiritual sense swept away, and his expression was a little strange, and he said: "This was passed on to us directly, without going through the hands of Shaking Tianzong?"
After all, the Yang family in Xishan is still nominally a family force under the Shaotian Sect. Before this, no matter how the various sects in Yuzhou planned to target foreign forces, the Yang family in Xishan always had to communicate through the Shaotian Sect, and now this final decision
A layer of his face was also revealed. Master Tai Gang of the three major sects directly bypassed the Shaking Sky Sect to invite the Yang family of Xishan to participate.
Is this an attempt to shake Tianzong's face, or to enhance the status of the Yang family in Xishan, or to further instigate the relationship between the two families, or a combination of the three?
Yang Tianggang nodded and said: "That's okay. What I'm most worried about is that the three Tai Gang masters have the intention of the Taoist ancestors behind their arrangements!"
Yang Junhao curled his lips and said: "A simple communication talisman can actually lead to such deep water!"
Yang Junshan said at this time: "Do you think Shaking Sky Sect will invite me and Master Zhu, the formation master, to go to Shaking Sky Peak to jointly open the forbidden formation?"
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They said I was taking a half-day leave, but in fact I didn't come back until evening. Oh, that's a pale explanation. Even I don't know how to explain it.