Sovereign to Immortality

After Yang Junshan and others sneaked into Fengjun County, they began to turn northward. They rushed to Yuzhou as far as possible without disturbing the spirit of the monk.

However, just as the four men crossed Fengshan and entered Yang County, Yang Junshan suddenly stopped.

The other three people are not known, so Yang Junyi turned and asked: "Four brother, what happened? Why not go?"

Yang Junshan’s eyes were a little erratic. Hearing Yang Junyi asked, he looked at the mulberry children next to Yang Junyi with a strange look. “You don’t have to go so fast, the younger brother’s body is not healed. Going too fast can only speed up her body. The injury recurred."

"But..." ++++ novel Yang Junyi is still somewhat uneasy.

"No problem, the spirit of the sect should not catch up."

Yang Junshan does not seem to be completely certain, but his tone is very calm.

Yang Junyi still wants to ask, but he was pulled over by the mulberry children behind him. Yang Junqi, who was on the side, asked: "Four, then what should we do next?"

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "You go first, I still have something to stay and cook!"

After sending away Yang Junyi three people, Yang Junshan closed his eyes on the treetop of a giant tree and faced the direction of the people before they came, as if waiting for something.

After a fragrant time, Yang Junshan suddenly felt the feeling of being watched by people's eyes. When the eyelids jumped, Yang Junshan's eyes were a frosty white!

In the vagueness, a figure was suddenly captured by Yang Junshan, but this person seems to have a superb power. When Yang Junshan’s gaze saw his real body, he was already aware of it, and his body shape flashed again from Yang Junshan. The eyes disappeared.

"It turned out to be Guanghan, no wonder!"

A gentle voice came from the void.

Yang Junshan stood up from the treetops, but the foot supporting his body was just a branch that was thicker than chopsticks.

"I don't know which seniors follow the **** all the way, the younger generation of Yuzhou Yang Junshan is polite!"

Yang Junshan said loudly in the direction of the sound, the tone is not humble.

"Hey, you said why my daughter is the little fool who can only play with fire, not your kid?"

As the voice fell, a look looked very young, but the monks who had a lot of words in the words appeared in the air in front of Yang Junshan.

"daughter?"

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned. He naturally guessed who the other party said, but the news was too unbelievable. It would not be Sangensheng.

The person seems to have long anticipated the horror of Yang Junshan. He nodded with a smile and said: "The old man is sorrowful, but he is the biological father of the nephew!"

In this regard, Yang Junshan did not show too much horror or incredible color, but after a slight indifference, said: "How do you prove the seniors? Why do you not meet them with your younger siblings?"

Sang Wuji is somewhat curious: "You don't seem surprised that the old man died and resurrected?"

Yang Junshan suddenly smiled: "At least the predecessors are not malicious, aren't they? From the land of the county of the county, I noticed that some people's eyes are watching, the younger generations and others are all the way north, and the eyes of the seniors appear from time to time behind us. If it is malicious, it will not wait until now."

Sang Wuji is undecided, but asks: "How do you think the old man should prove his identity?"

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "In the next time I heard a predecessor talk about it. As a successor of the Tianxian government, if it is really a face of Sang Wuji's predecessors, then it is natural to know that the Tianxian Taoist people have a single pass. Refers."

Sang Wuji couldn’t help but come up with a bit of interest. “Oh, I don’t know if your predecessor had talked with you about Tianxiang’s vision of God. Otherwise, if the old man is pointing out, you don’t know it. How does it prove the identity of the old man?"

Yang Junshan has a well-being in the chest: "The younger generation also practiced the petrified finger and the two extensions of the steel into the steel. In the secrets left by the ancestors, they received the spiritual inheritance, although there is no inheritance of the Tianxian. However, according to these three extensions, it is easy to think about it."

Sang Wuji heard the words and said profoundly: "It seems that your kid is also playing the idea of ​​the old man Tianxian refers to the magical power!"

Yang Junshan did not deny it, saying: "Before the younger generation did not know that the predecessors had not fallen. Tianxian refers to the magical legend that has the ability to refer to the heavens and the earth. The ranking of the treasures is as high as one or two, not to mention the temperament of the younger generation. Who saw you not moving?"

"The kid is also upside down!"

Sang Wuji looked up and down Yang Junshan, and even nodded, not knowing what was in his heart, but gave Yang Junshan a feeling of not too good.

"Is it the power of the heavens and the earth, the Tianxian refers to the name is also true, optimistic!"

Sang Wuji suddenly slammed and said: "Destroy!"

Yang Junshan looked in the direction pointed by Sang Wuji's finger, but did not feel the slightest spiritual fluctuations, nor any spatial fluctuations, nor any legendary vision of heaven and earth, but in his When the finger pointed to a large tree dozens of feet away, it was seen that the tree that had been growing for at least two or three hundred years began to wither in an instant, and countless dried yellow leaves fell, and the original green branches began to become Dry, the trunk gradually decayed, and then could not bear the weight of the whole tree. In the sound of "吱吱嘎嘎", the entire huge canopy and the trunk suddenly collapsed, and then when everything fell on the ground, The fragmentation is self-pumped into a ash.

"This is, the life machine?"

Yang Junshan looked at all the shocks in front of him. This is just a life-saving machine. It is obvious that this big tree has experienced the whole process of death, dryness, decay and decay in a short moment. It is more like a time fast. Flowing, Sang Wuji this finger seems to have little power, as if many magical powers can do it, but what is shown in this finger is definitely not comparable to other magical powers.

Sang Wuji said with a smile: "There is more than one supernatural power in the cultivation world, such as the life-saving machine and the eternal life of the eternal life. For example, the magical power of the sacred sacred gongs, the interception of the scorpion, the magical sorrow of the purple sorrow, the knives of the time, the glory of life and death. Wait, but these magical powers are mostly life-saving machines, but it is difficult to live and die, and Tian Xian refers not only to the survival of the machine, but also to life and death, is the real body shape and is more preventable."

Yang Junshan is still immersed in the power of this finger. Sang Wuji smiled and asked: "Why, can this be proved the identity of the old man?"

Yang Junshan answered the question, saying: "Is the power of one finger as far as the singer, but the Tianxian refers to the magical power?"

Sang Wuji also answered the question and said: "Since you have obtained the three extended spirits of Tian Xian, do you want to get a complete inheritance master?"

Yang Junshan heard the spirit of the news and suddenly turned around and said: "According to what is known below, the inheritance of the Tianxian government has always been a single pass, not to mention the predecessors, even if they have the heart, why not pass it to their daughter?"

"The rules are dead, but the people are alive. Today, the old man is the only descendant of the Tianxian government. How to deal with nature is also the old man's final decision! As for the child, her cultivation is not enough, afraid that it will not catch up, and the old man At the moment, she does not want to let her know that the old man is still alive, otherwise the old man will not hide his way and not meet her."

Yang Junshan’s heart was moving, and he did not know what Sang Wuji’s words “can’t catch up”, but he did not ask, but said: “If this is the case, then what should the younger generation do?”

Sang Wuji nodded with appreciation and said: "You help the old man to go overseas, and the old man will pass on the general outline of your Tianxian."

"overseas?"

Yang Junshan wondered.

In the look of Sang Wuji, there is a hint of cherished color, slowly saying: "Tian Xianfu has to open again!"

Yang Junshan sighed and said: "Why didn't the seniors go on their own, not to mention the predecessors who were the descendants of the Tianxian government, which had a lot more convenience than the younger generation."

Sang Wuji did not answer Yang Junshan’s question, but said: “The Tianzheng government is open to fear of competition from all parties, and there are also foreign forces involved in it. The old man can first pass the general outline of the Tianxian you."

Sang Wuji is unwilling to answer, Yang Junshan will no longer ask, and turned to the road: "The younger generation has even two true stories of the wounded spirits, and it is feared that Ling Yizong will not give up."

Sang Wuji heard a loud laugh: "Kid, do you really think that you have changed your direction and you can escape the quest of the spirit of the ancestral ancestors? The spirit of Ling Yizong in Sangzhou far exceeds your imagination! You can rest assured, Since the old man has already appeared, the spiritual monk of Ling Yizong will not pay attention to your little name of Yang."

Yang Junshan sincerely bowed to Sang Wuji, saying: "Thank you for the help of the seniors, the younger generation is willing to go overseas, but I don't know what the seniors want to go to the Tianxian government to find something?"

Sang Wuji said: "A catalogue is exactly a remnant figure. When the old man was lucky enough to enter the Tianxian government, he only got the inheritance of the Tianxian Taoist people. The rest were innocent, but the old man used to I saw a residual picture in the Tianxian government. The name is called 'The Record of the Lung'. Over the years, I believe that the picture is still in the Tianzheng government."

"Five dirty records?"

Yang Junshan took a breath and blurted out.

Sang Wuji said with amazement: "You also know this inheritance, is your predecessor told you? So, if you want to come, you can also know the importance of the remnant map. If you can take this picture out, Naturally, you can also cultivate the mystery of the above, the importance of physical strengthening and the difficulty of strengthening the internal organs. You should know that you should also know."

Yang Junshan smiled bitterly: "It seems that the younger generation has to go this way!"

"So best!"

Sang Wuji nodded with satisfaction and handed a picture bearing to Yang Junshan, saying: "Kids, hurry up and improve your cultivation." This cultivation world is about to usher in a storm that sweeps the world. Compared to a storm, the invasion of extraterritorial forces is just an appetizer, and you may also have the opportunity to participate in this once-in-a-lifetime event!"

After all, Sang Wuji’s body shape, which was originally in the dozens of feet, began to disappear like a virtual shadow. From the beginning to the end, Yang Junshan still did not notice the slightest spiritual fluctuations, space fluctuations, even the Guanghan spirits. Can't capture his trail anymore.

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