Yang Junshan did not show weakness at all, a strange and chaotic aura was like a poisonous snake around the barbarian old man, and a gloomy voice came from the mouth that covered his face: "I am not interested in the inheritance of the human race, but I am very interested in killing people, but the old man in the family is very obsessed with these things, no way, now I am not the old man's opponent, I can only do what he wants." ”

The old man of the barbarian tribe was stimulated by Yang Junshan's breath, and the whole person almost exploded, and the light in his eyes flickered but there was a color of surprise, where was there still the old state of the gangster who wanted to die just now.

"A brute spirit weapon, hehe, you can take a brute spirit weapon, old barbarian, I can understand the human cultivation world, in their place, a heritage is much more precious than a weapon, old barbarian, I only need a brute spirit weapon, or it is for the sake of the face of all of us who are people outside the territory." ”

The barbarian old man's words and expressions were full of treachery in Yang Junshan's gaze.

"Hey, old man, don't think about pit Lao Tzu, give a real price, although Lao Tzu doesn't understand the twists and turns of this, the old man at home has given the bottom line, be careful that Lao Tzu will be hunted down by the old man and then piggyback on you!"

Yang Junshan's vague but threatening tone made the barbarian old man shocked and angry, and it can be seen that Yang Junshan showed his weapon without hesitation, but he had to remain calm for the time being.

"Damn, it turned out to be one of those tendons of the Wu Clan!"

Although the old man of the barbarian clan was annoyed in his heart, he was also slightly relieved, although the Wu clan was sometimes upright and almost domineering, but after all, it was relatively bottom-line, as long as he didn't take the initiative to provoke, the other party would not die.

If this is replaced by the bastards of the demon clan, maybe they will have a mortal enemy if they disagree, and they worry about the other party's revenge all day long.

"It's bad luck for Lao Tzu, take away two high-grade brute weapons of the law level!"

"Old man, you are not honest, you have an egg in this bead, and two high-grade barbarian weapons, what kind of weapons and magic weapons are not lacking in the entire extraterritorial forces now? Fortunately, Lao Tzu has a high-grade barbarian weapon here, if you want it, don't pull it down!"

"Deal!"

The old man of the barbarian tribe immediately agreed, and even directly picked up the photo inheritance bead on the ground and threw it into Yang Junshan's arms, and then stretched out his hand and said, "Take it!"

Yang Junshan was stunned for a moment, and scolded in his mouth: "Damn, let you cheat this old boy!"

The old man of the barbarian tribe said proudly: "The people of the Wu clan are good at talking, bring it!"

Yang Junshan reluctantly took it in his arms for most of the day, and finally threw a drum horn to the barbarian old man, and still said fiercely: "Old man, don't let Lao Tzu see you next time, otherwise I will definitely give you a good look!"

Satisfying Lao Zu grabbed the drum horn and didn't even have time to appreciate it, wrapped the bits and pieces on the stall and turned away, saying as he walked: "Haha, let's talk about it next time I see it!"

Yang Junshan snorted coldly, and stomped towards the ground fiercely, the bluestone ground that his feet were stepping on was not damaged at all, but a foot away, the bluestone ground in the concentric rings within a radius of one zhang was all turned into powder, and the faces of the foreign monks who came and went around had frightened colors, far away from the location where Yang Junshan was.

Yang Junshan didn't use the slightest true element in his body with this kick, he used pure physical strength and power skills, like the methods of a Wu clan monk, of course, this is also because Yang Junshan's stronger and stronger body now brings him confidence.

Yang Junshan glanced around with a blank snort, snorted coldly and then walked in other directions, disappearing after a while, and the surrounding extraterritorial monks gradually returned to normal, as if nothing had ever happened here, leaving only a ring to prove what had happened before.

The old man of the barbarian tribe thought that he had only used a useless photo inheritance bead to exchange for a high-grade barbarian weapon of the law rank that was in short supply, but he didn't know that Yang Junshan was also there and sighed that a treasure level secret art inheritance was only worth a high-grade barbarian weapon, if it was in the cultivation world, no one would be willing to exchange it for a spiritual weapon.

Because of the large number of people, Yang Junshan did not have time to carefully check the content of the photo inheritance beads, but just the introduction at the beginning of the surface made him feel that the trip was worthwhile.

According to the description of this secret technique, if it is performed according to this secret technique, generally speaking, the growth period of the lowest-level spirit grass can be shortened by more than ninety, and even the treasure level spirit grass and the like can shorten the growth time by more than seventy percent.

At first glance, this secret technique seems to be extremely rebellious, but in fact, there are various restrictions on the performance of this secret art, first of all, this secret art cannot be performed on a large scale, and the object of each spell can only be a plant, and a large amount of spiritual materials need to be consumed with the secret art; secondly, each spirit plant can only be cast once, and after maturity, it either loses its reproductive instinct, or bears fruit and so on, it will wither and die.

For example, as one of the treasures of the Yangjia Zhen clan, the Red Essence Fruit Tree, if this technique is performed, although it will give birth to a Red Essence Fruit in a short period of time, after this fruit is removed, the entire Red Essence Fruit will die of the horse.

In this way, this kind of secret technique seems to be completely unnecessary, and a lot of cultivation resources are wasted in the process of ripening, but in fact, because of the long growth cycle of the spirit plant itself, the monk often has no time to wait in an emergency, so this kind of ripening secret technique will come in handy, especially in some life-critical moments, the importance of this secret technique will be more and more obvious.

Yang Junshan put the photo inheritance beads into the storage ring, and began to wander around the market at will, just after the shot, although Yang Junshan wanted to collect all the complete, damaged and incomplete inheritances that appeared on the various stalls, and then screen them one by one, but he still pressed the urgency, despite the previous foreshadowing, he was still worried that the continuous shot would be noticed by the attentive people, so he could only pay attention to the various stalls around him, while waiting for the news of Yang Junxiu and Bao Yu'er.

Compared with Yang Junshan's own caution, Yang Junxiu's identity as a tiger demon and a ghost clan of Baoyuer is much more calm, even if it is a little strange to buy the inheritance of the human monk, but at least the identities of the two will not be fake.

Yang Junshan pondered while using his spiritual sense to perceive the various objects placed in the stalls around him, looking forward to being able to encounter lucky things such as picking up leaks, but although there are many extraterritorial things here, the price is much lower than that of the cultivation world, but his own net worth is limited, and it is impossible to waste limited resources on this, not to mention that there is also the next day's high-level monk free trade fair, and now he can only look for things that can make his eyes shine as much as possible.

However, Yang Junshan soon found out that he was being followed!

Yang Junshan was startled at first, thinking that his behavior of exchanging the photo inheritance bead just now had attracted the attention of the foreign monks, but he soon found that it seemed that he was weak-minded, and the person who followed him did not seem to have any intention of hiding his whereabouts, and this person was only equivalent to the cultivation of the martial arts realm, not so much to follow, but to deliberately chase him to find out what was going on.

Yang Junshan didn't look back, but according to his previous memory, he walked leisurely to a relatively secluded alley, and stood there quietly waiting for the arrival of the person behind him.

A monk hurriedly turned around the corner, and when he looked up, he saw a pair of eyes hidden in his hood staring at him.

The monk shuddered, and wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't listen to his feet, and under the gaze of the witch cultivator in front of him, his bare head was soon covered with beads of sweat.

"Are you stalking me?"

After a long time, an eerie voice suddenly came from the hidden hood.

"No, no," the monk hurriedly waved his hands and stammered: "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, juniors, this is to ask the seniors to take a look at a treasure to determine the value, how much is the value!"

"Hehehehe-hehe-"

Yang Junshan's low laughter rang out, and said, "Interesting, really interesting, a small cultivator of the Shi clan in the realm of laymen actually dares to do business with a monk in the Blood Witch Realm, isn't he afraid of both people and money?"

The monk of the Shi clan was almost crushed to the ground by the momentum of the mountain that erupted from Yang Junshan, but fortunately, Yang Junshan's original intention was not like this, and the monk of the Shi clan was already soaking wet, and said in a trembling voice: "The younger generation heard that the monk of the Wu clan wants to come and have clear grievances, and he has never offended the seniors, and the seniors will not make a move on the juniors." ”

Yang Junshan sneered and said: "Follow Ben Wu's whereabouts, with ill intentions, could it be that Ben Wu has killed you now, everything you have on your body belongs to Ben Wu, and the Twelve True Demon Peaks still have to seek justice for you?"

The monk's face turned white.

Of course, Yang Junshan would not kill him seriously, and it would be worth the loss if the Twelve True Demon Peak monks interfered if his identity was exposed, and he said this just to scare him: "Hmph, take out your things, remember not to follow the high-level monks at will next time, this time it will be regarded as Ben Wu for the sake of an old friend who is also an ascetic cultivator, and he will not care about you." ”

Yang Junshan's view of the Shi monks is very extreme, extremely hateful to the Seven Hatred Lineage, but he has respect for the compassionate and ascetic lineage, but this Buddha monk is the same as the Jiahui monk, they are all disciples of the Ascetic Lineage.

When the monk heard Yang Junshan say this, he knew that his life was worry-free, he touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and with a slightly trembling hand, he took out a torn piece of cloth from his robe, which seemed to be extremely old, and then handed it to Yang Junshan with both hands.

However, what the monk didn't notice was that when he took out the broken piece of cloth, Yang Junshan's originally calm gaze suddenly changed, and the material of the piece of tattered cloth seemed to be very similar to the material of something on his body.

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