After Sang Wuji left, Yang Junshan quickly caught up with Yang Junhao and the others from behind, because it could be confirmed that there would be no people from the Lingyi Sect chasing behind him, so the speed of Yang Junhao and the others was not too fast.

Although they knew that something must have happened to Yang Junshan when he stayed, Yang Junshan didn't say anything, so they didn't ask more.

After the four of them passed through Yang County all the way, the border jungle located at the junction of Sangzhou and Yuzhou appeared in front of them.

After the arrival of foreign forces, the border jungle has also become an ideal place for foreign forces to entrench, Yang Junshan and the three of them still dare not be careless, and they tried to fly from a high altitude after reining in their tracks.

However, not long after the four of them stepped into the border forest, a loud Buddha call made the retreat at the foot of Yang Jun Mountain involuntarily stop.

"Why should a few donors rush to exterminate, it's just a few children, God has the virtue of a good life, please be merciful to your subordinates and spare their lives!"

The voice came from the border forest below, and it sounded familiar.

"Fourth brother?"

Yang Junhao asked in a low voice on the side.

"Let's go, go down and have a look!"

Yang Junshan took the lead in descending the light, and Yang Junhao and others followed all the way behind him and fell into the dense forest.

"The people of the extraterritorial liberation tribe!"

There was an exclamation in the distance, followed by bursts of spiritual power fluctuations, obviously many people were secretly condensing the true yuan spiritual power, but judging from the fluctuations generated by the spiritual power, it seemed that the person who had just spoken and his companions were not too strong in cultivation.

"What are you afraid of, just him, Senior Brother Wei and I will entangle him, a few of you will kill those cubs behind him, we will complete the task, everyone will go together!"

As soon as the words fell, I heard the voice at the beginning shouting a Buddha horn again, followed by a continuous chaotic loud noise, violent spiritual power fluctuations, and then a child's scream came, and the loud voice of the Buddha horn suddenly said angrily: "Shaft, do you dare to do this? Do you really want to force the poor monk to kill him?"

The voice that had instigated the others to make a move was once again full of banter: "Big bald head, are you really a foreigner? Don't you outsiders all call us monks 'natives', and you want to get rid of them as soon as possible, how can you protect the 'natives' in your mouth?"

"All beings are equal, whether it is in this world or people outside the territory, it is natural for no one to kill anyone, let alone a few children!"

The joking voice came again: "Big bald head, are you really a foreigner? I haven't seen you Shi people, but I've never seen you like this, are you going to be a saint?"

As soon as the voice fell, another child's scream came.

"You guys, what a damn thing, the poor monk is going to open the killing ring today!"

A more ferocious fluctuation came, followed by a few muffled snorts, and the previous joking voice was no longer as relaxed as before, and said nervously: "Pierce your hands, you guys hurry up, bald, dare to meddle in the affairs of our Tianlingmen, today's account is written, and we will exchange gifts in the future!"

As soon as this voice fell, a low shout was suddenly heard from the dense forest: "Help, no one will be left!"

"Who is it, Tianlingmen is doing things here......"

"Kill these bastards of your Heavenly Spirit Sect!"

A low shout came, and a flash of fire suddenly broke through the air, instantly igniting a wave of fire in the forest, but this wave of fire did not burn the grass and trees next to it, but wrapped several low-level monks of the Heavenly Spirit Sect, and turned into ashes without even making a scream.

"The other party has reinforcements, let's go!"

A Xuangang Realm monk seemed to be the leader of the group, and when he saw someone suddenly coming out of the dense forest, he immediately gave up and continued to chase and kill a few children who fled in the forest, and beckoned the other fellow disciples to retreat.

However, the moment he turned around, he was shocked to find that there was a person standing behind him, only three feet away from him.

"You ......"

The monk was about to make a move, but suddenly noticed a flash of black shadow in front of him, followed by a tight body but had been completely imprisoned, and when he looked down, he saw a bead chain on his body, so that the true yuan in his body was completely imprisoned.

At the moment when he raised his head, the monk standing in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the center of the Xuangang monk's eyebrows, the Lingmen monk couldn't avoid it that day, his eyes suddenly lost color, and he stood there stunned, the whole person was silent, and at the center of the eyebrows that Yang Junshan had just hit, the original skin began to harden into a blue-gray color.

Several other low-level cultivators of the Heavenly Spirit Sect were easily chased and killed by Yang Junhao, and the dozen or so children who took advantage of the chaos to run into the dense forest were all recovered by Yang Junqi and Sang Yu'er.

Yang Junshan let go of the body of the Tianlingmen Xuangang monk, looked at the bald and burly monk of the Shi clan behind him, and said with a smile: "Great monk, let's meet again!"

Jiahui monk clasped his hands together and said: "Good and good, I haven't seen you for many years, the demeanor of the donor of Junshan is still the same, but the cultivation is becoming more and more profound, and the poor monk is far behind." ”

Yang Junshan said with a smile: "Does the great monk also have the heart to win? But the great monk's cultivation has also improved, and now he is afraid that he is at the peak of Tiangang, right?"

Jiahui still performed the Buddha salute with a straight look, and said, "Ashamed, ashamed!"

"Hey, by the way, what's the matter with these children, how did they get into the pursuit of the people of Tianlingmen?"

The two exchanged pleasantries, and Yang Junshan suddenly asked.

Jiahui shook his head and said: "This poor monk also doesn't know, the poor monk originally planned to go north to visit Lord Yang, but he never thought that he would meet these monks who claimed to be Tianlingmen here who were chasing and killing more than a dozen children, so he took action to stop it, but the poor monk alone could not protect him, and he still let a few children be killed." ”

Yang Junshan turned his head to see that Yang Junqi and Sang Yu'er were already comforting the remaining twelve children, and it seemed that they had gained some trust from the children, and were asking them something.

However, although these children had been rescued by Jiahui before, none of these children showed gratitude on their faces when they looked at Jiahui, and none of them came forward to thank them, and even there was a faint hostility in their eyes, but Yang Junqi and Sang Yuer seemed to be grateful and trusted by the children.

Yang Junshan thought about it and understood it in his heart, and said with a smile: "Monks don't have to mind, after all, you are an extraterritorial, and the children still have misunderstandings about you." ”

Jiahui shook his head and said: "The poor monk only distinguishes between good and evil, and does not look at his face, not to mention that he is just a child." ”

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "The monk has great wisdom and big heart, Yang has always admired him, by the way, you said that you want to go north to find me, I don't know what is the matter?"

Jiahui's original expression suddenly brought a hint of embarrassment, but he still said: "I'm ashamed, but I want to come to the door to ask Lord Yang for something." ”

No need to say more, Yang Junshan himself has already thought about it, patted his head, and said with a smile: "But it was my negligence, this matter was promised to the great monk many years ago, but it seems that Yang should congratulate the monk, your robe is done?"

Jiahui also had a hint of joy on his face when he heard this, and said: "Although it is not complete, it is about to be completed, as long as the donor gives a bunch of thousand-year-old ice silk, you can get a treasure under the robe." ”

Yang Junshan didn't say a word, and took out a bunch of snow-white silk from the storage ring, and the surroundings suddenly brought a hint of coolness because of this bunch of silk.

I only heard Yang Junshan smile and said: "In fact, this bundle of silk has long been prepared for the monk you, this time I came to Sangzhou originally with the intention of visiting you, but the incident happened suddenly, offended Lingyizong, and I had to run away in a hurry, but this matter has long been forgotten by me, fortunately, the will of heaven is here, but let us meet here." ”

Rao is Jiahui has practiced for many years, and when he saw this bundle of thousand-year-old ice silk, his expression couldn't help but bring a hint of joy, and he said with a smile: "With this thing, the poor monk's robe can be made." ”

Yang Junshan handed over the ice silk to Jiahui, and saw a rosary wrapped around his hand, just now he used this rosary to fix the Xuangang Realm monk of the Tianling Sect, so he asked with a smile: "The Three Treasures of the Shi Clan, is this your second treasure?"

Jiahui handed the rosary in his hand to Yang Junshan to play with, and said: "This is a thousand wood beads, made of thousand-year-old spiritual wood, the poor monk originally planned to find one hundred and eight kinds of thousand-year-old spiritual wood to make one hundred and eight prayer beads, but it is Sangzhou, which is known as the state of ancient trees, over the years, the poor monk has only gathered eighteen prayer beads." ”

Yang Junshan was surprised when he heard this: "One hundred and eight thousand thousand years of spirit wood, isn't your ambition a bit big?"

"It's man-made, not to mention that eighteen of these things can be used, thirty-six can be used, forty-nine and eighty-one can be used, and one hundred and eight are just to make this treasure complete. ”

Yang Junshan asked again, "Do you have to have a thousand-year-old spirit tree?"

Jiahui shook his head and said: "Of course not, ordinary tree species naturally need spiritual energy to nourish for thousands of years to become successful, and if there are spiritual material alien species, naturally it does not need a thousand years." ”

"And what do you think of this?"

Yang Junshan said and took out a piece of wood and threw it into Jiahui's hand.

Jiahui took the wooden block and his expression moved, and he opened his mouth and said, "Poplar Demon?"

At this time, it was Yang Junshan's turn to be stunned and said, "Do you know this thing?"

Jiahui seemed to be extremely determined, and said: "This is the ontological thing left over from the poplar tree's cultivation and transformation into a spirit demon, but this thing should come from the root system, not the branches. ”

Yang Junshan was also convinced when he heard Jiahui's judgment, this thing was indeed torn off by Yang Yang from a dead root system in the body, and the spirit demon was a treasure, Yang Junshan had already instructed her to collect all the leaves, branches, roots and other things that she had eliminated, and she should not throw them away at will.

"Can you use it to make a rosary in your hand?"

As soon as Jiahui flipped his wrist, the wooden block disappeared, and said, "The poor monk is disrespectful!"

Yang Junshan pointed at him and laughed: "You monk, where is there still a trace of ascetic compassion, but it is full of the same vein as the seven hatreds." ”

When Yang Junshan and Jiahui were greeting, Yang Junqi and the three of them on the other side had already asked about the incident from the mouths of several children.

Yang Junhao hurriedly walked over, glanced at Jiahui, and said, "Fourth brother, he is a descendant of the Thousand Birds Sect. ”

Yang Junshan turned his head suddenly, but saw Yang Junhao shook his head and said, "All dead, Tianlingmen raided the station of Qianyumen in the border jungle, and these children escaped under the desperate cover of their elders." ”

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Today, because of Kavin, I can't change three times, forgive me!