Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 1191: Fairy (below)

As a sacred god, Yang Junshan has already practiced the heavenly martial arts and the celestial tracts. Now there is the inheritance master of the celestial celestial beings. If the thunder robes, Yang Junshan can successfully merge and sublimate the two sacred gods into撼天仙诀, then there is no doubt that Yang Junshan will not only be able to successfully embark on the path of Jinshenxian, but also the most top-notch, but also the most promising success of the golden body.

This is the second complete sacred magical inheritance that Yang Junshan has obtained. However, compared with the fifteenth-ranked sacred magical power, it is congenital, although Yang Junshan has also practiced as the extension of the sacred magical power. One of the two ceremonies is the sacred sacred sacred, and it is easier and more complete than the former in the fusion of the thunderbolt. But if Yang Junshan makes a choice, he will no doubt choose.撼天仙诀 as the life of the fairy magic.

"How, I can make a mistake. Is the biggest gain in your trip outside the territory? Is it the master plan of the 撼天仙诀诀, which has perfected the entire system of inheritance of the gods?"

Pangolin proudly said.

Yang Junshan nodded with a smile and said: "This is true, but I have other doubts."

"what is the problem?"

The pangolin simply jumped from the broken scorpion guard to the top of the handle, so that it was higher than the figure of Yang Junshan's god, and the words were completely overlooking him.

Yang Junshan did not pay attention to the pangolin's blame, but said: "I am only curious '撼天仙诀', but the supernatural powers are only ranked seventh. It is rumored that the complete sacred magical powers in the cultivation industry are as high as forty-nine kinds. I want to know those magical powers. The ranking of the sacred magical powers above the '撼天仙诀' is inherited in the cultivation world, and when the 仞 仞 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖 祖The powerful magical magical powers can also break the heavens and the earth and leave the world."

Pangolin obviously did not think that Yang Junshan would ask this question. I didn't know how to answer it at the same time. I saw Yang Junshan's eyes on it and I had to be disheartened: "Where do I know."

Yang Junshan was greatly disappointed and smiled: "Don't you say that you have recovered a lot of memories?"

The pangolin vibrates a word: "You don't understand yourself, you can promote the golden body, and you will go to the last step. It is not only composed of many magical factors, but also the physical structure of the monk. If you take the step successfully, you have to look at your luck. If you are not able to calculate it, you can only count it as 'Weishan Jiuyi, and you will lose it.'"

Yang Junshan looked at the pangolin and said: "Like the nine-year-old ancestors?"

Pangolin said with aggression: "But you don't have to blame those more powerful sacred magical powers. '撼天仙诀' is only ranked seventh, but for you, the more powerful sacred magical power may not be enough. '撼天仙诀'."

Yang Junshan’s heart moved and said: “How?”

The pangolin gave him a look and said, "Because ‘is a mountain nine tough!’”

Yang Junshan is a bit stunned and seems to understand something.

The pangolins then went on to say: "Strictly speaking, the 'mountain toughness' that you cultivated is the most suitable practice for '撼天仙诀' to exert its power. Other sacred magical powers may have more than '撼天仙诀'The ranking is higher and more powerful, but when 'the mountain is nine toughness' and '撼天仙诀', it is far from the other magical magical powers."

Looking at Yang Junshan's thoughtful expression, pangolin "嘿嘿" sneer: "The road to the golden body is good to go? Repair, thunder, magic, body, practice, magic, and even the last A little bit of air transport, and so on, all of which are indispensable, and these factors are not just the choice of the monks after they set foot on the road. In fact, the real golden body of the ancestors began to practice from the beginning of the monks. The time has already begun, and all of these factors are related to each other. The best is often not the most suitable. Only by taking care of all this, the most appropriate level can be made at each level. If you choose, you will be the last lucky one."

In the quiet room, Yang Junshan suddenly opened his closed eyes, and the original slightly faint chamber suddenly appeared bright.

There is no mood swing in the deep eyes, as if everything around it has fallen into a stillness, even the Lingquan, which is surging in the middle of the Chamber of Secrets, has no sound.

After a short while, Yang Junshan suddenly spit out a breath, and everything that was still still seems to have come alive again. The sound of Lingquan’s “汩汩” has become a lot more lively, and the sticky aura will be the secret room. The walls are all rendered with a sinuous color.

"撼天仙诀!" Yang Junshan muttered to himself.

At this time, Yang Junshan looked a little, and there was a sudden appearance behind him. As a broken spirit, the pangolin not only showed a more solid body in the body, but even jumped away from Yang Junshan’s body. Activities on the ground around him, this is what the pangolin can do after being exposed to the town's monument.

Seeing Yang Junshan's look of fascination, pangolin ridiculed: "I want to really combine the two heavens and the heavens and the sacred roads. I think you should take the time to refine the two rhymes. Dan is good."

Unexpectedly, Yang Junshan replied: "Not busy, and solve some troubles first."

Pangolin Qidao said: "Are you not already closed, what else should you do?"

Yang Junshan reached out and stroked a space, a space crack appeared, and a flower pot surrounded by layers of forbidden light curtains appeared beside him.

"This one?"

The pangolin hesitated: "Which thing is this plant, do you already know it?"

"Can you use bauxite as the soil for growth, and use the red glow of Jinxia as a means of giving birth. Is such a thing comparable to ordinary Lingzhi?"

As Yang Junshan said, he began to ponder the unraveling of the layers covered by the flower pots.

“Will it be a wooden trip to the treasure?” asked the pangolin to jump back to Yang Junshan’s shoulder.

Yang Junshan did not return: "The earth that ranks sixth in the earth to the treasure can only be used as a soil for birth. Then this plant has to be ranked first in the wood to treasure, first?"

Pangolin is boring: "That's not sure, oh, the Mao Dingdao people are so arranged, obviously want to ripen it as soon as possible, most of the wooden travel to the treasure is beneficial to the effect of longevity, maybe that is the Mao Dingdao take What is the use of this spiritual plant, this has to be such a big blood."

When the pangolin spoke, Yang Junshan had successfully opened a hole above the banned light curtain, and the rich red radish of Hongxia suddenly sprang up.

The pangolin suddenly called out: "Hey, you are going to destroy the secretive secrets set by the people of Mao Ding!"

Yang Junshan extended his finger and pointed it. The light that was reddened by Chixia Jinguang suddenly fell into his fingertips. During the period, he was not even awkward, and smiled at the same time: "The Mao Dingdao may need this piece urgently. Mysterious spiritual planting, but even if it is really the number one wooden line to treasure, it is not a continuation for me. As long as it is not bad, it will grow slowly, why bother to give birth? In fact, the red glow of Jinxia is what I need urgently."

The pangolin was on the shoulder of Yang Junshan. After a while, he suddenly reacted. He said: "You must not only cultivate the 'Ziqi Donglai 诀' magical power, but also think about the fusion of 'Ziqi Donglai' in the thunderstorm. 'And 'two instrument yuan magnetic **** light', practicing the magical magical power 'congenital mixed vitality'?"

Yang Junshan turned around and smiled and said: "Although I have collected a lot of Chihshang Golden Light before, I still want to thoroughly practice the 'Ziqi Donglai 诀' or almost, but now there are so many ready-made Chixia Golden Light available, practice 'Ziqi Donglai诀' is more than enough."

The pangolin was obviously shocked by Yang Junshan’s thoughts. “You already have the complete inheritance of '撼天仙诀', isn’t it enough, actually thinking about smelting the second sacred magical power in the thunderstorm ?"

Yang Junshan clearly understands the meaning of pangolin's words and laughs: "The only thing left is that the last glimpse of Chih-Hyun Golden Light will be able to cultivate the 'Ziqi Donglai 诀' and achieve a complete sacred inheritance 'congenital mixed vitality' The cultivation conditions, this temptation is not easy to resist."

Pangolin faintly said: "When others are smelting a life fairy in the thunder, it is said to be a life of nine deaths, you actually still want to smelt the second life of the immortal, you in the end is self, or self-seeking dead?"

Yang Junshan did not think that he laughed: "But it is not necessarily built during the thunderstorm. At least it is ready, even if it is done in the future when it is built."

The pangolin has seen less and less red light from the ban of flower pots, only to say: "You cow, you cow!"

At this time, Yang Junshan suddenly pulled out a red light that was absorbed and absorbed. He smiled and said: "It is almost enough. The red glow of the ban in the ban has been taken away by me by 70% or 80%. The rest will let The speed of this planting has slowed down a lot, but after all, there is still a role in giving birth. In fact, I am also curious about what the real foot of this plant is."

Yang Junshan laid a few bans, blocked the original gap, and re-enclosed the remaining 20% ​​of the Chihshang Golden Light around the Lingzhi, and then said: "Since so many red clouds are taken away, then the flowers The earth in the basin does not need to be so much. This is the sixth place in the earth to the treasure. It is very useful for the Yang family. It is just too wasteful to give birth to this unidentified body."

After all, under the gaze of the pangolin, the palm of the hand passed through the surrounding forbidden light curtain into the flower pot, followed by a slamming sound, the one that Yang Junshan got in the space secret. The bauxite returned to his hands, but it was missing a corner, which was only about a quarter of the original bauxite volume.

At this time, pangolin asked: "What trouble did you just say would not mean this?"

Yang Junshan reached out and opened a space portal, throwing the earth into the magic of storage, and then reached out to support the planted flower pot. He smiled and said: "I still have a trip, you will know when you get there. It is."

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