Dongliu and Ziyuan asked almost in unison, and even the hint of surprise and disbelief in their voices were exactly the same.?`c?o?m?
Master Qibao looked at this young monk who had not spoken since arriving here, then looked at Taoist Dongliu's astonished look and Taoist Ziyuan's worried expression, and smacked his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Do you really have the Heaven-Building Mud?"
Taoist Ziyuan didn't even notice that her tone had risen a few inches.
"yes!"
Yang Junshan thought that the two Taoist ancestors didn't seem to believe it. He turned his wrist and a small piece of mud as black as ink appeared in his palm. This was the last bit left by Yang Junshan after repairing it for his own use.
Originally, according to the estimate of the Broken Mace Weapon Spirit Pangolin, the Heaven-Building Mud in Yang Junshan's hand was almost enough to repair the cracks inside the body. However, after Yang Junshan obtained the breath soil, the true essence in his body was purified by the earth element's first treasure.
After one pass, the amount of heaven-repairing mud required was greatly reduced in the process of repairing the broken mace, and in the end, only such a small ball was left.
Almost at the moment when Yang Junshan took out the Tian Mending Clay, Taoist Zi Yuan stretched out his hand, and a spiraling light swept through his hand, almost snatching away the piece of only one piece from his hand.
A grape-sized piece of Butian Mud.
"It's really a heaven-repairing mud!"
After Taoist Ziyuan identified the object in his hand for the first time, she didn't even realize that her voice was shaking when she spoke.
But Yang Junshan's face was filled with astonishment at this time. It was not because Taoist Ziyuan's methods were too overbearing, but because of the method Taoist Ziyuan used just now when he took away the Tian Mending Clay. The spiraling cyan brilliance swept across the palm of his hand.
At that time, the true energy in Yang Junshan's body had resisted on its own, but it was swept away by the brilliance. Then, as soon as his hand was loosened, the piece of heaven-repairing mud disappeared.
Liangyi dusty light, the magical power that Taoist Ziyuan just used was impressively Liangyi dusty light!
At this time, the piece of Tianmending mud in Taoist Ziyuan's hand had already reached Taoist Dongliu's hand. After looking at the mud ball, his expression seemed to be much more relaxed.
"Can I let you take a look at this precious treasure of heaven and earth?"
Qibao Zhenren's eyes also shone brightly. As a master of weapon refining, he naturally has a desire for treasures such as Tianbu Mu, which every weapon refiner dreams of.?.??`c?o?m
Carefully taking over this piece of pitch-black clay from Taoist Dongliu's hand, Master Qibao looked at the thing in his hand carefully. His already perfected soul consciousness surrounded the Heaven-Building Clay, and he carefully considered this piece of heaven and earth spirit.
Every detail of the treasure made Yang Junshan even suspect that if Taoist Ziyuan hadn't found this thing useful, the master would most likely have set up a refining furnace and used this small piece of heaven-repairing mud to test its effectiveness.
"Why do you have Tianmending Mud?"
Perhaps because he was so excited after getting the Heaven-Building Mud, Master Ziyuan opened his mouth and asked about the origin of the Heaven-Building Mud, and such things were usually taboo among monks.
Dongliu Taoist was more tactful and said: "My dear friend, you have been very helpful to us. I wonder if you can tell me where you found it?"
Yang Junshan smiled bitterly and said: "It's embarrassing to say that I, this junior, snatched this piece of sky-repairing mud from someone else."
After all, Yang Junshan told the story of how he found Zhang Yueming in the ancient Jedi Land to collect the Sky-Mending Mud and snatched one third of it. Considering his later hostile relationship with the Shaking Sky Sect, there was no need to be taboo about getting this thing.
The process, of course, Yang Junshan would not tell them that the Jiu Ren Zhen Yuan he cultivated could collect the heaven-repairing mud from the soil on his own without the need for any secret methods they mentioned, nor would he tell them what he had given them.
This small piece of Heaven-Building Mud was basically what he had left over, and its purity was much higher than the Heaven-Building Mud collected by Zhang Yueming.
However, after Yang Junshan finished speaking, he found that the two Taoist ancestors were unusually silent. The silence even made Yang Junshan a little flustered. He couldn't help but say: "Two seniors, you..."
Taoist Dongliu waved his hand, indicating that it had nothing to do with him, and then said to Taoist Ziyuan: "Fellow Taoist Gui Qiong once said that the secret technique used by the Shaking Sky Sect to collect the sky-repairing mud has been lost?"
Taoist Ziyuan's expression was calm and showed no emotion or anger. He nodded and said: "He also said that the Shaking Sky Sect has declined so much that there is no longer any magical artifact like Mending Sky Mud left. 8 novel w?ww.`"
Taoist Dongliu sighed and said: "The human heart is the most unpredictable. I remember that Taoist friend Gui Qiong once had a damaged high-grade treasure."
Taoist Ziyuan still had the same expression as before, nodded and said: "It is a natal treasure. Because of the damage, he has been unable to advance to the Taoist weapon. Moreover, his natal magic weapon is closely related to his own cultivation level, which is far more important to the monk himself than the ordinary natal magic weapon."
Because of this, Taoist Gui Qiong has always claimed that he has long lost the possibility of further cultivation, but in fact, his cultivation has indeed been unable to progress for a hundred years."
Taoist Dongliu said with an expression of unknown meaning: "It seems that the ambition of fellow Taoist Gui Qiong has been rekindled. This is gratifying. Maybe in a few decades there will be more people in this cultivation world."
Maybe there will be a person with great supernatural powers who can survive the thunder tribulation."
There was a sarcastic sneer in Taoist Ziyuan's mouth.
The two of them believed that Taoist Guiqiong was lying from the beginning to the end, but they never doubted that it was Yang Junshan who said it. This made Yang Junshan somewhat moved by the trust, and even made him feel guilty for not telling them the whole truth.
I felt a little guilty, but this time the guilt came and went even faster, and Yang Junshan had already forgotten it in the blink of an eye.
"This piece of Tianbu Mu has very few impurities and is of very high quality!"
Master Qibao seemed to have not heard a single word of the previous conversation between the two Taoists, but at this time, he suddenly said with a look of admiration on his face.
"oh?"
Taoist Dongliu became very interested when he heard this and said: "It seems that the Shaking Sky Sect not only has the secret technique of collecting the Heaven-Building Mud, but their inherited skills seem to be of a high level. This old man Zhang Yueming has heard of it."
, one of the best among the rising stars in Yuzhou’s cultivation world?”
The second half of Taoist Dongliu's sentence was about Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan smiled bitterly and said: "In fact, this junior once tried to purify this piece of sky-repairing mud with his own true energy. Originally, this piece of mud was slightly greenish-gray."
The difficulty of the Heaven-Building Mud is to collect it rather than to purify it. As long as the monks who practice the Earth Element lineage can purify the collected Heaven-Building Mud, the quality after purification will depend on the level of skills each person has practiced.
Well, Yang Junshan doesn’t mind revealing the fact that the inheritance level of his cultivation technique is higher than that of Zhang Yueming. In fact, even if Yang Junshan now says that he practices Tao-level inheritance techniques, no one will doubt it.
With the achievements he has made now, he is no longer inferior to the best true disciples of the major sects. Not many people believe that he only practices ordinary treasure-level skills.
Sure enough, Taoist Dongliu didn't seem surprised to hear Yang Junshan's words.
Taoist Zi Yuan then asked: "Fellow Taoist Qibao, is this piece of heaven-repairing mud enough?"
Master Qibao reluctantly handed the Heaven-Building Mud back to Taoist Ziyuan, and sighed: "That's enough. Such quality of Heaven-Building Mud is certainly enough. Congratulations to Taoist Master Ziyuan."
Taoist Ziyuan's tense look finally melted away, but she still said sincerely: "Even with the sky-repairing mud, I can refine and repair it by myself, but if a Taoist friend comes to help, the time will be shortened a lot, and I think about my situation.
Fellow Taoist has also heard that the longer the delay is, the more disadvantageous it will be for me, so please help me, fellow Taoist!"
Master Qibao nodded and said: "This is natural. Being able to personally come into contact with refining artifacts such as the Heaven-Building Clay is something I can only dream of. What's more, this incarnation of fellow Taoist is a creation of the Tao realm. Although I have refined it before
I have passed several treasures, but I have never tried Taoist weapons. How could I miss such an opportunity?"
Taoist Ziyuan, who was about to fall into despair, turned around and found hope for the future again. Taoist Ziyuan felt much more relaxed.
"Boy, are you here to ask me for nine days?"
Taoist Dongliu asked Yang Junshan with a smile.
Yang Junshan felt a little embarrassed and said: "This junior has never thought that all the seniors are busy. Otherwise, this junior will never come to disturb you today."
Taoist Dongliu said with a "haha" smile: "Are you afraid that I am busy helping Taoist friend Ziyuan to find a way to repair the incarnation these days, and will not have time to collect Jiutian for you?"
Yang Junshan's expression became more and more embarrassed when he was told something that was on his mind.
Taoist Dongliu turned his wrist, and a ball of light exuding a gentle aura appeared in Taoist Dongliu's hand. He saw that there was a breath flowing in the ball of light, and Yang Junshan felt a warm and sunny feeling from a distance.
.
Taoist Dongliu flicked his wrist, and the ball of light flew towards Yang Junshan.
"Nine days!"
Yang Junshan looked overjoyed and hurriedly put the ball of light into his bag.
With this object, Yang Junshan can successfully practice the two-dimensional dust light, and then he will have another magical magical power by his side. What's more, this magical power and Yuanci Baoguang are also Taoist magical powers and two-dimensional Yuanci.
The extended magic of divine light.
At this time, Taoist Ziyuan asked: "Have you found the Yin spirit energy used to practice Liangyi dust light?"
Yang Junshan said "uh" and nodded: "Yes."
"Which kind of Yin spiritual energy is it? Let me check it out. Jiutian is the highest quality and one of the most suitable Yuan Gang spiritual energy among the Yang and spiritual energy required to practice Liangyi mote blue light. If the quality of the Yin spiritual energy you use is
If it is too low, it will directly reduce the power of this magical power!"
Yang Junshan honestly explained: "This junior has found the earth's yin and turbid qi."
There was another silence in the pavilion, and Yang Junshan was stared at by the two Taoists.
"What did you say you found?" Taoist Ziyuan asked.
Yang Junshan said nothing, stretched out his hand in front of him, and a cloud of turbid mist flowed in front of him, which was the earthly turbid air that he had refined.
Taoist Dongliu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "This kid is really lucky!"
Taoist Zi Yuan said nothing, but nodded in agreement.
Good luck?
Yang Junshan thought to himself, if it were to happen again, and someone would go to the Tao realm for cultivation of earthly turbid qi and Tai Gang realm, he would rather give up this "good luck" to others.