The pure Qi of the Nine Heavens and the turbid Qi of the Earth!
Yang Junshan's head was a little dizzy. He had never even heard of these two things.
However, Patriarch Dongliu seemed not to notice his expression and continued: "Although the three hundred and sixty-five magical powers on this list of treasures and magical powers are ranked in order, the power of the magical powers is not necessarily classified according to this ranking.
size."
Having said this, Patriarch Dongliu glanced at the two of them and said: "I guess you have some experience with this. The power of some magical powers is greatly affected by external factors. If you practice it well, it may surpass magical powers that are ranked far above them.
If you can't practice it well, it may even be inferior to the magical powers ranked behind him. The fluctuations in the middle are too big to be accurately positioned, so you can only leave a rough ranking, such as Taoist friend Ziyuan's Purple Qi Five Luo Yan***
*****The novel only ranks 220th on the list of treasures and magical powers, but in fact the five smoke dust she used to practice this magical power were made by burning five different kinds of heaven and earth spiritual treasures.
Its actual power is not inferior to the magical powers that rank around 150 on the magical power list."
"The same is true for these two ritual dust-like lights. Although this magical magical power is only ranked one hundred and ninety-nine on the magical power list, if you choose the superior Yin-Yang Yuan Gang, its power will not exceed the magical powers ranked before it.
That’s it.”
Yang Junshan hurriedly asked: "Senior, I would like to ask, how can I get the nine heavens' pure energy and the earth's yin turbidity?"
Yang Junshan has already understood what the Dongliu Ancestor said. Although Yang Junhao's Qiyangliu Fire Jue only smelted six types of fire weapons, the quality of the six fire weapons was extremely high, especially the sixth stone fire.
The actual power of the out-and-out extraterritorial sky fire and magical powers has already caught up with the top 100 magical powers.
Ancestor Dongliu smiled slightly when he heard this and said: "The Nine Heavens Pure Qi is naturally high in the sky, and it is not easy to collect. However, I have to do this myself. I think it will be done in three months. This thing
This is what I use as a bargaining chip in exchange for your thousand-year-old ice silk."
Ancestor Dongliu paused and said: "As for the earth's turbid qi, it depends on your luck. I can't do anything about it, but if you still can't find this thing before advancing to the Tao realm,
Then you might as well come to Huzhou. There is a dangerous place in Huzhou called "Thousand Lakes and Eyes of the Sea". There are also several kinds of pure yin energy there. It's just that it takes a lot of effort to purify them if they are mixed together, and the quality
It is also slightly lower than the earth's yin and turbid qi, but it is enough for cultivating the two rituals of dust light."
Yang Junshan said quickly: "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."
Dongliu Ancestor pointed at the thousand-year-old lightning-struck peach tree and said: "As for this thing, if you want to exchange it for the inheritance of the Spiritual Finger, or even seek the complete inheritance of the Tianxian Zhi, I can tell you clearly what you think.
There’s basically no hope.”
Yang Junshan's expression changed when he heard this, and he said in confusion: "As far as I know from this junior, it seems that the Lingyi Sect has a complete inheritance of Diantling Finger..."
Patriarch Dongliu glanced at him in surprise, nodded and said: "Yes, Lingyi Sect does have a complete inheritance of Dian Lingzhi. However, the complete inheritance of Taoist Tianxian has always been passed down by a single line. Ever since Sang Wuji committed suicide and fell.
, it can be said that the general outline of Tianxianzhi has been lost!"
"Lost..."
Yang Junshan was shocked, and then a look of disappointment appeared on his face, but he still asked: "Senior, I wonder who Sang Wuji is?"
Patriarch Dongliu did not answer immediately, but a trace of memory appeared in his expression, and then he slowly said: "A person who eclipsed many geniuses many years ago."
Speaking of this, Patriarch Dongliu seemed to understand what Yang Junshan was thinking. He glanced at him and said: "His death happened very suddenly, and there was no chance to leave a legacy at all, so unless he came back alive by himself, otherwise
Don’t count on the inheritance of Tianxianzhi.”
Yang Junshan didn't feel embarrassed when his thoughts were revealed, but asked: "Then what does the senior plan to do in exchange for the junior's piece of wood?"
Patriarch Dongliu thought for a while and asked: "Besides the inheritance of Tianxian Zhi and Dial Ling Zhi, what else do you want?"
Yang Junshan was also prepared. After hearing the words, he pondered for a moment and said, "Senior, can you pass on to me the inheritance about how monks advance to the Taoist realm and condense their souls with Taoist magical powers?"
Ancestor Dongliu was shocked when he heard this. Even Master Jiang Xin on the side was also in a daze. Yang Junshan's heart sank slightly when he saw this, and he said with a bitter smile: "But it's the junior who has gone too far..."
Patriarch Dongliu waved his hand, rubbed his brows and smiled: "It's not that these things are precious, but I'm a little surprised that you don't know about these things. In fact, these things are available in most sects.
It’s not a secret, and you are the founder of the Yang family after all, and your background in starting from scratch is shallow, so it makes sense that you didn’t know these things.”
"Forget it," Patriarch Dongliu said as a piece of inherited jade appeared in his palm, and said: "Here are some of the experiences I have summarized before and after I advanced to the Taoist realm. You can use them for reference.
The secret technique of companionship is just a layer of window paper, it’s not too difficult as long as it is broken through.”
"Thank you so much, senior!"
Yang Junshan didn't show any pretense and directly pushed the Thunder Strike Wood in front of Patriarch Dongliu.
Patriarch Dongliu glanced at Lei Jingmu and said with a smile: "I said that this is nothing in the world of cultivation. If I exchange what you have in your hands, in the future, if word spreads, I will be known as a bully to the younger generation.
"
Having said this, Patriarch Dongliu pondered for a moment and said: "Well, I heard that you once received a low-grade treasure-level Kung Fu inheritance from my disciple, so I will make the decision to give you a middle-grade treasure-grade skill.
Let’s pass on the skills!”
Having said this, Patriarch Dongliu turned to look at Master Jiang Xin aside and said: "Little fat man, give Yang Xiaoyou the 'Continuous Flow Technique' you just got at the trade fair!"
"ah?"
When Master Jiang Xin heard this, his expression suddenly became extremely exciting, but under the gaze of Patriarch Dongliu, he did not dare to refuse, and obediently gave the inheritance bead he had just obtained to Yang Junshan.
You must know that he originally wanted to cheat Yang Junshan by raising the price of this inheritance. He never thought that after this inheritance fell into his hands, now it was given to Yang Junshan for nothing. Not to mention how depressed he was.
Being able to obtain the secret inheritance of accompanying Taoism has already made Yang Junshan very satisfied. Now that he has obtained the "Continuous Flow Technique", it can be regarded as an unexpected surprise.
However, the surprise was far more than that. After Patriarch Dongliu put away the thousand-year-old lightning struck peach wood, he took out a golden fist-sized crystal ball from the storage space and said: "This is a crystal ball.
A medium-sized golden vein is sealed inside the Pulse Setting Bead, which is a promise I made to you before. Take it back and complete the Yang family's formation as soon as possible!"
Yang Junshan silently took the Pulse Determining Bead. This thing was different from the bead that sealed a water vein that Patriarch Dongliu gave him before. The real person Jiang Xin next to him opened his mouth in surprise.
Mouth, he didn't know why his master would hand over a precious pulse setting bead to Yang Junshan for no reason.
Dongliu Ancestor then waved his hand and said: "Go, go, I won't keep you. I think you have already returned home, but when you come to the Immortal Palace in the future, if you have spare time, you might as well come to our sect to listen to the rain."
Take a seat."
Yang Junshan stood up and left immediately. Master Jiang Xin sent Yang Junshan out of Tingyuxuan and then hurried back. Seeing that Patriarch Dongliu was still in the pavilion, he hesitated for a moment and then said: "Master
Ancestor, why do you think so highly of this person? That Pulse Determining Pearl..."
Patriarch Dongliu slowly put down the tea cup in his hand, but did not answer his question. Instead, he said: "Little fat man, if this kid can advance to the Taoist realm in the future, you might as well make a good friendship with him."
Master Jiang Xin was thoughtful and said: "I dare to ask Master, what if he cannot advance to the Taoist realm?"
Patriarch Dongliu smiled and did not answer. Instead, he handed the bunch of ice silk to him and said, "Here, I'll give it to you, kid. When I go back, I'll collect a few spiritual treasures from the sect's treasure house. At least
It can also be made into a medium-grade treasured garment."
Master Jiang Xin was overjoyed when he heard this, and had long forgotten the doubts he had just had...
"Where's Yang Junshan? Why didn't he come? Did he treat Xuanyuan Daozu's talisman summons as a trifle?"
Lin Canghai's calm voice echoed in the sky where the monks from various sects gathered. The eyes of the monks from each sect were focused on the two almost youngest monks among the real people present.
Yang Junping was naturally under great pressure under the gaze of so many real people. After all, he was still just a monk in the Transformation Gang Realm, but he still tried to stabilize his mind and said unhurriedly: "This junior has already explained to all the real people before.
After that, my brother was out of town and didn’t know what happened in Lang County, but I have already informed my brother that he will come immediately as soon as he gets the news!"
Lin Canghai was still unwilling to give up, with the tyrannical Tai Gang aura surging around his body, and said in a cold voice: "I'm afraid it's not your Yang family who is conserving their strength. Now that the demonic chaos has suddenly arisen, they are far away from your Yang family. As Yang Junshan,
There are countless masters in Yuzhou but they can't avoid the battle. Is it because they want to see real people from various sects fight to the death with those demon cultivators from outside the territory, so that you, the Yang family, can reap the benefits?"
The real people from various sects looked at Yang Junping with eyes that were gloating about his misfortune, some that had nothing to do with them, and some that were jealous and disdainful. However, even the Liuhuo Valley and Tanxi sects who were close friends with the Yang family did not stand up to speak for them.
In the end, it was Yang Junshan who was at fault. In the face of such a battle with the demonic cultivator from outside the territory, Lin Canghai took advantage of the righteousness. Behind him was the ancestor Xuanyuan. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Lin Canghai was deliberately targeting Yang.
Shi, no one will stand up and offend the Xuanyuan Sect at this time.
"Hey, you can't say that!"
Just when Yang Junping was suppressed by Lin Canghai's momentum, Yang Junhao stood up and said loudly: "Which of your eyes saw that my Yang family has preserved its strength? There was just a battle between various factions and demon cultivators. My Yang family
Did the monks hold anything back? Would you like everyone to report their respective records and see how many true demon realm monks died in their own hands?"