Eight hundred and fiftieth chapters make up the sky
Seeing Yang Junshan's faint smile, Zhang Yueming, who was originally a little flustered by his appearance, calmed down and said in a deep voice: "How did you find me?"
Yang Junshan laughed dumbly and said: "Brother Zhang, when you first sneaked into the Jiazi tree, you were already discovered by me and Mr. Yan. But just when we retreated, I discovered that Brother Zhang was still staying here.
, so I left Senior Yan to see what Brother Zhang is going to do."
As he spoke, Yang Junshan looked at the ball of mud shining with starlight in Zhang Yueming's palm, and said: "I never thought that Brother Zhang was really capable of discovering the treasures of heaven and earth here. Listening to Brother Zhang's words, this time
The thing is called ‘Building Heaven Clay’? The name of this thing is such a big deal, it sounds extraordinary!”
Zhang Yueming looked at Yang Junshan with a somewhat uncertain expression. If he had some confidence in his heart, he might have already taken action to fight Yang Junshan, but he knew that he was no match for this person at this time, and
Once you have a conflict with this person, you may immediately attract the prying eyes of others.
"What exactly do you want to do?" Zhang Yueming's aura fluctuated. This was not because he was unable to control his own cultivation, but because he was gathering momentum.
Yang Junshan didn't take Zhang Yueming's caution to heart at all, and still smiled and said: "It seems that Brother Zhang is really nervous about this thing, but after all, you and I are both monks in Yuzhou, and we are killing each other in this ancient Jedi land.
No, but Brother Zhang, should Yang be given half of what you have in your hand?"
Hearing the first half of Yang Junshan's words, Zhang Yueming breathed a sigh of relief, but the second half immediately made him jump up like a cat with its tail stepped on: "Don't think, this thing was collected by Zhang.
What do I want to give you? If you have the ability, you can collect it yourself?"
Yang Junshan glanced at Zhang Yueming's closed palms and said: "Brother Zhang, I see that the sky-repairing mud you just collected is also a sect secret technique, but Yang doesn't know this technique. If you
It’s okay if you don’t hand over the Heaven-Building Mud, or you can hand over the inheritance of the secret technique to me!”
The Earth Origin Tablet rose from behind, and Zhang Yueming said fiercely: "Yang Junshan, do you really want to force me to do it?"
Yang Junshan's eyes flashed with danger, and he said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, are you sure you are my opponent?"
There was a hint of hesitation and struggle in Zhang Yueming's expression, and then his expression became fierce, and a dangerous aura suddenly erupted from the mountain around him, saying: "You can come and try!"
Yang Junshan narrowed his eyes slightly, but in fact, the dangerous light was beating rapidly in his eyes. But at this moment, Yang Junshan suddenly smiled and said: "Brother Zhang, why do you have to do this? Since the secret technique
It is the inheritance passed down from generation to generation by the noble sect, so why would Yang covet it, but I think it is better for Brother Zhang to share the lower half of this heaven-repairing mud!"
Zhang Yueming sneered: "You are seeking death yourself!"
Yang Junshan remained unmoved and said: "Brother Zhang, have you ever thought about how you can escape from this ancient place once your trump card is revealed, but can you still go back to Yuzhou to shake the sky?"
Zhang Yueming's expression changed, and the aura that made Yang Junshan feel fearful suddenly disappeared, but Yang Junshan was still talking and laughing, as if he had determined that Zhang Yueming would not dare to take action at all.
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With a move of his hand, the ball of mud exuding starlight in his palm was squeezed out by one-third. Zhang Yueming threw it to the ground and said: "That's it. If you want more, then what?"
You and I only have one fight!"
After saying that, he ignored Yang Junshan, turned around, set up the escape light and left the place, and Yang Junshan really did not stop him.
Yang Junshan stretched out his hand, and a piece of mud that looked like starlight flew from the ground into his palm, and he looked at it carefully.
At this time, on top of the huge peak of Dantian, the pangolin with the remaining weapon spirit was jumping up and down and making a fuss: "Why, why don't you snatch what he has on him? What a good opportunity, what a good opportunity,
That man is no match for you at all. How can I hurt you with what I have on him? Steal his things and then silence that man. Who else will know that it was you who did it after leaving this ancient Jedi land? And I
If the body gets extra fragments, its power will be greatly increased!"
Yang Junshan's spiritual sense coldly snorted: "Only real monks exist in the ancient Jedi. It's enough for everyone to have a few treasures to defend themselves. But if even the Taoist ancestors may not be able to have a Taoist weapon in their hands, you appear in the ancient Jedi."
What do you think will happen in the Ancient Jedi? What will happen after leaving the Ancient Jedi?"
In fact, the pangolin had heard the conversation between Yang Junshan and Zhang Yueming just now. The reason why it was rolling around was because it really didn't want to miss this opportunity to collect the fragments of its body, so it still said unwillingly: "A few more fragments.
, my body’s power will also increase a lot, so what’s the point of taking a little risk? Even if it’s just a fragment, don’t forget that it was just a fragment that helped you block the killing move of Master Tai Gang of the Purple Wind Sect.”
Originally, Yang Junshan thought that after stealing Zhang Yueming's mace outside the secret realm of Shaking Sky Peak, the Shaking Sky Sect would no longer have Taoist weapons in their hands, but he never thought that Zhang Yueming still had one on his body.
The fragments of the Taoist weapon, but the thing about a foot long in Zhang Yueming's hand at that time was very powerful in the perception of the pangolin. It can only be said that it was not the body of the weapon at all, but just one or two fragments of gravel that fell off the body.
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Yang Junshan was too lazy to explain anymore, but asked with the patching mud in his hand: "Tell me, it's not because of the Jiazi tree that you can find this place. It should be this thing that resonated with you at that time. That Zhang Yueming was also directed at
This thing came here, presumably to be used on the remnants of his weapon, so what is the use of this thing?"
The pangolin rolled on the top of the peak and said in confusion: "I don't know either, but I just feel that this thing is very beneficial to the main body. Why don't you try to use the main body now?"
Yang Junshan could feel the terrifying power contained in this small ball of mud. However, this power was extremely restrained and could not be easily triggered. However, it seemed to be ineffective against Jiu Ren Zhen Yuan, but he did not dare to do so easily.
Try to elicit that force before it becomes self-defeating.
Yang Junshan naturally turned a deaf ear to the pangolin's suggestion. He would definitely give it a try, but not now.
However, what surprised Yang Junshan was that he carefully checked the inheritance jade tablet obtained from Zhenren Sheng, but there was no record of the Heaven-Mending Clay on it, but the mention of the Vitality Fruit and the Jiazi Tree was.
Quite a few, but none of them mentioned that the soil under the Jiazi tree contained some heaven-repairing mud!
Is it that the Zifeng Sect doesn’t know that there is Heaven-Building Mud under the Jiazi Tree, or that they simply don’t know that there is such a treasure as Heaven-Building Mud?
Yang Junshan pondered for a moment, and the Jiuren True Essence in his palm kept wandering around the small group of Heaven-Building Mud. Although he did not dare to directly communicate the power contained in the Heaven-Building Mud, he seemed to have made a new discovery.
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"Huh?"
Yang Junshan's expression changed, and Jiuren Zhenyuan directly revolved around the ball of sky-repairing mud in his palm. The earth mist that had dispersed but was still floating in the air actually began to gather towards his palm again, but these earth mist
The dust was too fine and the gathering speed was extremely slow, so it was invisible to the eyes, but his spiritual consciousness could clearly capture it.
Yang Junshan's heart moved, and the rotation speed of Jiu Ren Zhen Yuan in his palm suddenly doubled, and the floating dust suddenly accelerated its gathering speed. Even when the spiritual consciousness spread, he faintly noticed that it seemed that there was dirt on the ground.
There were also subtle things among them that were attracted and began to gather towards his palm.
Yang Junshan had a secret secret in his mind, and the speed of the rotation of the true energy doubled again. The dust raised in the soil had re-formed into gray mist, forming an obvious trajectory as it gathered towards the palm of his hand.
When he increased the rotation speed of the real energy in his palm to four times the original, the range of dust in the soil that was attracted doubled, and the dirt mist that gathered in his palm was far faster and denser.
It exceeded what Zhang Yueming had done before.
At this time, Yang Junshan discovered that he could control the rotation speed of Jiu Ren Zhen Yuan and it had never reached the limit, so he doubled it again, reaching five times the initial level. However, this time the range of absorption was no longer increased, but one foot of soil
All the Heaven-Mending Mud Dust contained in the depth was drawn out. At this time, the speed at which he collected the Heaven-Mending Mud had greatly exceeded Zhang Yueming's.
Is it just that the secret technique used by Zhang Yueming to collect the Heaven-Building Mud is so simple?
If it's really that simple, then why hasn't anyone found patchwork mud here before?
Could it be that it's just Jiu Ren Zhenyuan?
However, at this time, the surrounding dust suddenly began to fade, and the speed of collecting the sky-repairing mud also began to slow down. Yang Junshan was slightly startled, and then he reacted and stamped his feet. The soil on the ground began to surge, and fresh soil appeared.
, the Heaven-Building Mud Dust contained in it was absorbed again, and the speed of the Heaven-Building Mud gathering in the palm returned to its original speed again.
At this time, it was already a little difficult for Yang Junshan to control the true energy in his body, but it was not impossible to go further. Yang Junshan took a deep breath and tried to speed up the movement of the true energy in his palms again. This time, it was much more difficult.
, when he finally increased the rotation speed to six times, the speed, range and depth of collection did not increase.
Just when Yang Junshan was a little disappointed, he was shocked to find that not only was the Sky-Mending Mud Dust around him still being absorbed, but also the MoTian-Mending Mud Dust in his palm was also expelling something. The volume had exceeded what Zhang Yueming had just collected.
The amount of Tianbu Mu actually began to shrink gradually, but the layer of starlight emerging inside became increasingly brighter.
Is this... purifying?
At this time, the rotation of the Jiuren Yuan in Yang Junshan's body in the palm of his hand has reached its extreme. The soil on the ground is constantly churning and renewing, until no more dust is absorbed in the fresh mud that comes out, and it expands in Yang Junshan.
After searching through the search area and still finding nothing, the volume of the Heaven-Building Mud in Yang Junshan's hand gradually exceeded the impure Butian Mud that Zhang Yueming had collected before, even after purification.
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