Sovereign to Immortality

Unlike Yang Junshan, who has been studying the 撼天道诀, whether it is the two instruments, the dusty blue light or the two instruments, the magnetic **** light, Yang Junshan is extremely smooth in the process of inheriting the jade, especially the former, many practices. The process can completely learn from the cultivation method of Yuan Magnetic Baoguang. Perhaps the root cause lies in the meta-magnetism that Yang Junshan has already trained.

Seeing that the whole set of inheritance has been memorized in the heart, Yang Junshan couldn’t help but sigh that his luck is not bad. If he had practiced Yuan magnetic Baoguang, he would like to realize the whole set of inheritance in a short time. The Aster incarnation is obviously not willing to hand over the inheritance jade to him.

When I thought of it, Yang Junshan glanced at the incarnation of the Aster invisible, but I saw that Aster incarnation was a smile in the control. He couldn’t help but feel the magic of his body. In the calculation of the other party?

Yang Junshan knows that these Taoist ancestors did not have a fuel-efficient lamp. The feeling of being used by people at such a time still made Yang Junshan resist from the bottom of his heart, but he could do nothing, at least so far nothing can be done!

Yang Junshan will complete the memory of the master plan of the Taoist Masters. Afterwards, he will return the inheritance of the jade to the Aster incarnation, and even grateful.

At this time, Aster incarnation put his eyes on Xiao Xianger: "Shantou, remember to tell Xiao Yugan everything you saw today. He knows what I want, and the date of his robbery is approaching, no more. I am afraid that it will be too late to be determined."

Xiao Xianger only turned the dagger off, and ignored the words of the Aster incarnation.

The Aster incarnation does not mean anything. She knows that Xiao Xianger will definitely tell Xiao Yugan what she saw today, so she turned her head to Yang Junshan: "The deity has to leave this place. After the relics may appear in any area of ​​the ancient land, you I am afraid that I have already entered the eyes of the Purple Wind, and I am careful not to be caught."

Yang Junshan slightly stunned, said: "Is this the seniors left?"

Aster incarnation turned his head and looked at him. He smiled and said: "Why, you still want to stay here and hit the fairy edge?"

After all, it was straight away from the original road.

Yang Junshan and Xiao Xianger each looked at it, Yang Junshan immediately followed, and Xiao Xianger hesitated for a moment, and also followed the two behind.

In front of a light curtain without any color, Aster turned to look at the two people, then nodded to Yang Junshan, and did not return through the barrier light curtain out of the relic space.

Yang Junshan turned and looked at Xiao Xianger and said, "Don't you leave?"

Xiao Xianger is asking "You want to leave?"

Yang Junshan then smiled and said: "You really recognized me."

Xiao Xianger snorted and reached out and said, "Give me my Piccolo!"

Yang Junshan, with such a look, smiled and said: "It seems that there are other fairy tales in the ruins of this celestial ancestor, let's go, take a look!"

Yang Junshan did not directly take out the Piccolo that was obtained from her storage bag, but let her take her to the land of the fairy edge and make it clear that she had to share a piece of cake.

Xiao Xianger snorted and turned back to go back. Yang Junshan quickly followed up, but they both returned to the stone table.

“Here?” Yang Junshan asked with some doubts.

Xiao Xianger did not pay attention to it at all. Perhaps it was because the inheritance of the two fish eyes of the yin and yang fish was taken out. The small stone platform in the center of the stone table did not retract into the stone table, but saw Xiao Xianger. The index finger of both hands reached into the fisheye of two yin and yang fish. Yang Junshan suddenly noticed the fluctuation of the real yuan, but she injected her own real element into the stone table.

Yang Junshan raised an eyebrow and showed a hint of excitement on his face, but he heard the slight shock of Shitai. Xiao Xianger’s face also showed a happy color, and then the two index fingers inserted into the fisheye were rotated with the yin and yang fish pattern.

Yang Junshan carefully looked at Xiao Xiang's movements. First, he turned a few laps clockwise, and then reversed a few laps. So many times, Yang Junshan heard a slight brittle sound, and then he saw Xiao Xianger's two fingers. Pulling outward, this yin and yang fish stone platform is like a stone table. The stone platform that originally seemed to be a seamless one is cracked along the dividing line of the yin and yang fish. A stone pillar with a small arm has risen from it. Up, and the center of the stone pillar is a circular hole, the size of the hole is equal to the thickness of the Piccolo in the hands of Yang Junshan.

If Yang Junshan realized something, he said: "This is to insert the piccolo into it. Is the Piccolo a key?"

Xiao Xianger nodded and said: "Not bad."

Yang Junshan took Piccolo in his hand but did not rush into it. Instead, he asked: "What is the baby inside after opening?"

Xiao Xianger shook her head: "I don't know, my grandfather just wants me to bring things back to the sect, but I don't say what it is."

"Do you think I will believe this?" Yang Junshan asked with a smile.

Xiao Xianger glanced at the Piccolo in the hands of Yang Junshan and said: "You love the letter or not, and the grandfather just said that he would not let the purple style of the inheritance leak."

"Is it a heritage?"

Yang Junshan rubbed his chin and said: "It looks like the two elements of the magnetic **** light, the inheritance of the purple wind faction has not been cut off, just to prevent the inheritance of leakage, this will require you to bring it back to the sect."

Xiao Xianger’s hate and hatred, some angry: “When you open or not, if you don’t open, you will pay me the Piccolo!”

"Well, let me try!"

Yang Junshan certainly did not return the Piccolo to her, but when he wanted to insert the Piccolo into the hole, his look was slightly moved, but the movement on his hand did not stop, and it was inserted straight into the hole of the stone pillar.

A few slight "beep" sounds, Yang Junshan's spiritual perception should have a few stone nucleus popping out of the stone pillar wall, just stuck in a few holes in the piccolo, with him in Xiao Xianger At the prompt, the Piccolo was turned, and the body of the Jiuyi Zhenyuan suddenly began to fall uncontrollably along the Piccolo.

Yang Junshan changed his face in an instant. He wanted to break free of the palm of the other end of the Piccolo, but found that the Piccolo seemed to have rooted and sticked his palm firmly, and he mobilized the nine-dimensional real element in the body. Trying to cut off the real yuan leak in the body, although greatly slowing down the flow of real yuan, can still not completely break the connection between each other.

Yang Junshan suddenly looked up and looked at Xiao Xianger, but saw her face full of smug smiles.

"Do you count me?" Yang Junshan cold channel.

"The Piccolo was originally mine!" Xiao Xianger was cold and cold.

"Don't forget, I saved your life in the Arctic Icefield!"

Xiao Xianger sneered: "You can rest assured that the ruins of the celestial masters are not allowed to kill. This piccolo can drain the real elements in your body, and you can recover after two or three months of cultivation!"

Yang Junshan sneered: "After the ancient land can open two or three months?"

Xiao Xianger listened attentively to the sound of "咔咔" from the stone pillar, and did not think that "you will be thrown out when you arrive."

One of the repairs was drained, and even if it was taken out, there was no trace of repairs in two or three months. Whether it was in the ruins of the ancients or in Shashire, wasn’t there just a part of the slaughter?

Yang Junshan is waiting to continue to take measures to prevent the loss of the real yuan in the body, but seeing that Xiao Xianger suddenly changed his face, he gave a slight glimpse, only to realize that with the injection of his real yuan, the sound of the regular regular sound in the stone column suddenly changed. It’s got messy.

"this is……"

Yang Junshan gave a slight glimpse, and he heard Xiao Xianger exclaimed: "Not good!"

As her voice just fell, Yang Junshan felt that the palm of his hand was loose. The Piccolo, which was originally in the palm of his hand, broke down and lost the medium of Piccolo. The real loss of the body suddenly stopped, and the sound from the stone column was heard. It also came to an abrupt end.

"How come..." Xiao Xianger is a little overwhelmed.

Yang Junshan said coldly: "It seems that this Piccolo has a problem, or it is not the key to unlocking the secret."

Xiao Xianger said: "This is the key to the grandfather's imitation of the handcuffs left by the ancestors of Cang Xuan. It should not go wrong!"

"It turned out to be imitation!" Yang Junshan moved in his heart.

Xiao Xianger glanced at Yang Junshan and said: "The last secret of Cang Xuan's ancestor can't be opened. If you hate it because of the calculations, you can retaliate after you have reliced. I have to leave now."

Looking at Xiao Xianger's somewhat lost look, Yang Junshan still sneered, but his feet did not move.

Xiao Xianger’s foot was turned to look at Yang Junshan and said, “Why, do you still want to stay here? Without the key left by the ancestors, you can’t open the last secret!”

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "You are so anxious to ask me to leave the ruins?"

Xiao Xianger’s eyes flashed, but the mouth said: “What do you mean?”

Yang Junshan pointed to the fragments of Piccolo on the stone platform and said: "Since your grandfather and adults can imitate a piccolo, since you have lost it, you can naturally copy the second one, even if the imitation is more than the first one. Ok, I am right?"

Xiao Xianger's face changed, but she heard Yang Junshan smiled and said: "If you want to leave, I am afraid to leave like the ash incarnation before, come back and try another key in your hand?"

Xiao Xianger was seen through Yang Junshan, and could not help but be angry: "What do you want?"

"It's very simple, either try it now with another piccolo on your body. You don't have to worry about killing you here anyway, or you will leave me here, I will believe that you have no key!"

Xiao Xiang looked at Yang Junshan slyly, but Yang Junshan was smiling with a sly smile. In the end, Xiao Xianger succumbed, and the palm of his hand touched his waist. A flute that appeared to be the same as the previous Piccolo appeared in his. In the hands.

Yang Junshan reached out and gestured to her, but in her heart she communicated with the pangolin in Dantian: "Can you feel what is inside?"

I don't know when the pangolin is on the handle of the wreckage. I don't know, but there must be something similar to me, just like the rhyme stone you got. ”

In fact, when Yang Junshan inserted the Piccolo into the stone column, he was reminded of the pangolin. The reason why he still let the real yuan be swayed is because the pangolin guarantees that he can help him cut off the loss of the real yuan at any time. The horror that came out was deliberately to talk from Xiao Xiang's mouth, but before the pangolin shot, the imitation of the piccolo broke.

After Xiao Xianger inserted Piccolo into the stone pillar, she also encountered the loss of the real yuan with Yang Junshan. Her face was pale but not flustered.

Yang Junshan’s hand in the hands of Piccolo persisted in less than half a cup of tea, and the time of Xiao Xiang’s Piccolo was obviously long, but Xiao Xiang’s face became paler and paler. When the smile was getting thicker, the previous messy "squeaky" sounded again, and then Piccolo broke again in the eyes of Xiao Xianger's overwhelmed eyes.

"It seems that it still can't!" The gloating fun of Yang Junshan's look is not disguised.

Xiao Xianger looked at Yang Junshan with a disgusted look and turned away.

Yang Junshan quickly followed up and asked behind her: "Do you have any other options? Do you really want to leave? I have to wait until you leave to leave. Who knows if you want to marry me again?" !"

Xiao Xianger suddenly turned around and stunned Yang Junshan, and left the relics through the space barrier.

Yang Junshan stood in the same place for a while, but actually it was to carefully pass everything around him. After all, there was no other discovery. Then he muttered to himself: "It seems that it really left!"

After all, Yang Junshan did not leave. Instead, he turned and walked back to the stone table. He turned around the stone table and looked at the stone pillars that had not been retracted on the stone platform. Yang Junshan’s hands were once again Root Piccolo: "Look at this root, it is no coincidence that you want to come here!"

At this time, the Piccolo in the hands of Yang Junshan looks exactly the same as the previous two, but in fact the surface is seemingly mottled and old, just like buried in the ground, it seems to have a deep accumulation of years.

This Piccolo was the result of the unintentional entry of Yang Junshan after the opening of the Hangxia Dongfu. At that time, he did not know what the purpose of this thing was, but because the cultivation was still low and the conscious experience was not enough, this was left. .

Although I have never figured out the usefulness of this Piccolo, after getting the second Piccolo from Xiao Xiang's storage bag, except for the seemingly new and identical Piccolo, Yang Junshan feels that this Piccolo is afraid of another. useful.

Among the relics of Cang Xuan’s ancestors, when seeing this stone pillar, Yang Junshan can almost certainly confirm the real use of Piccolo, but with Xiao Xianger’s heart-wrenching, in the case that Xiao Xianger also understands the use of Piccolo He will never expose the first piccolo that he got.

Nowadays, both the Aster incarnation and Xiao Xianger have left, and after the four remnants of the Atlas, no one else can enter. Yang Junshan can finally open the secret of Cang Xuan’s ancestors with confidence.

With the continuous injection of the real yuan, the original mottled old Piccolo surface has a layer of rhyme, which was not seen in the previous two imitation Piccolo.

When the body lost about half of the real yuan, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the piccolo in his hand was loose. The original "咔咔" sound disappeared. After a slight glimpse, he tried to slightly rotate the Piccolo and heard "嘣". As soon as the stone pillar suddenly cracked toward both sides, a palm-sized object popped up and flew away.

Get the tips of pangolins, Yang Junshan naturally prepared, and at the moment of the flash of light, he reached out and grabbed it. The huge force on the top took Yang Junshan a few steps forward, and suddenly knocked the stone table Ground.

Yang Junshan could not think about how this special inheritance stone table would become so fragile. His attention has been attracted by the pain from the palm of his hand, but he saw blood in his fingers, but It was the moment when he grabbed the flying object. The edge of the object cut his palm open a two-inch long mouth, and the blood was dyed on it.

"What is this, token?"

Yang Junshan looked at the non-Golden jade in his hand. As usual, the token was generally wide and narrow. Underneath the glory of the light, it was a mysterious pattern. This pattern looks like the road in the hands of Yang Junshan. The texture on the rhyme is similar, but it lacks the charm of a Taoist method. However, the texture on the object is denser than the rhyme.

Yang Junshan turned the object over again, but he saw that the above is still covered with dense and mysterious lines, but these lines are like decorations, surrounded by two characters in the middle: "mixed yuan"!

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned. He still didn't know what to use. When he was looking at it, he suddenly found that the blood stained on the token by the palm was actually infiltrating into the object.

In Yang Junshan’s dark passage, there was a “bad” moment. A voice like Huang Zhonglu’s voice suddenly sounded in his mind: “I’m not as good as ninety-nine, if it’s really difficult to be in the heavens and the earth, it’s even harder. The fairy palace people's heart, but for a step away from the villain, the future generation of the child should be cautious and careful, secret and secret!"

Yang Junshan yelled, and the voice was like a stick inserted into his brain. He stirred up a little, and let him huddle on the ground. The whole person became jealous, but the voice was like It is generally true that he is engraved on his mind.

After a long time of work, Yang Junshan stopped shaking and gave a slight sigh of relief. Only then did he find himself as if he had been fished out of the water. The whole person was already soaked, and now he does not need to see him. I am afraid that my face is extremely ugly.

When I lifted my palm, I found that the token engraved with the "mixed yuan" had disappeared, and the scar that had been cut in the palm of my hand had already recovered.

Yang Junshan stood up and glanced around and found himself still in the ruins of the ruins, and the stone table was smashed after he met him.

At this time, Yang Junshan’s heart moved, and the spirit sank into Dantian, but found that above the huge peak in the giant mountain, a token-like thing was also inserted into the mountain, but this When this token is no longer the size of the palm, but it becomes a foot length, the instrumental pangolin is running around this mixed-yuan token, as if it is exploring something, and finally seems to be impatient, One of the tokens knocked the token on the ground.

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In a serious cold, I slept for an afternoon. Today is really cold. It is a few degrees during the day. This has not appeared in Zhuangli for many years. It is said that the cold wave range is very large. Everyone should pay attention to cold and warm! !

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