A good fate is a favor, in other words, Jiahui has promised to help Yang Junshan do something within her ability. ～，
Today's Jiahui is already the fifth level of the layman realm, and he is only one step away from being able to advance to the monk realm, and his promise is still very weighty.
However, when Yang Junshan motioned for Yang Junping to take out the two relics, Jiahui's face was moved for the first time.
"The poor monk has nothing to do, but he doesn't know what the benefactor wants?"
"How about a set of high-quality body forging secret techniques?" Yang Junshan smiled like a fox and said: "The secret technique of forging the body of the Shi clan can be regarded as a must, but I have been fond of it for a long time!"
Jiahui shook his head and said: "The benefactor is greedy, the secret technique of forging the body of the upper grade is an untaught secret among my Buddhist clan, how can a relic compare to a set of secret techniques of forging the body of the highest grade? If the benefactor is willing, the poor monk has a set of middle-grade body forging secret techniques to teach you here, how about it?"
Yang Junshan smiled and said, "It's okay, but my two friends still need to help them absorb the spirituality in the two relics, otherwise they will have to wait for three to five months if they are not laymen!"
Jiahui smiled slightly and said, "Can the benefactor trust the poor monk?"
Yang Junshan turned around and took the two relics from Yang Junping's hand, and threw them into Jiahui's hand without looking at them.
"Hey, brother, you ......"
Yang Junping obviously didn't expect Yang Junshan to do this, if this Jiahui turned around and left, wouldn't these two relics be blind in vain.
The crow leader stood on a branch and spread his wings and fanned fiercely, as if he was about to greet his subordinates to prevent the bald head from escaping, but when he saw that the tiger girl did not make any other moves, this black girl actually had a stunned movement, and then lowered his wings.
Jiahui got the two relics in his hand, and his expression inevitably showed a hint of joy, only to see him raise one hand and recite the Buddha's name silently, the two relics in his hand suddenly flashed with flowing waves, and then the waves became more and more intense, and a thin light drilled out of the relics, flying towards the crow leader and the tiger girl respectively.
The crow leader stretched out his head and pecked at the flying ray of light, and cried out twice, although the sound was as ugly as it sounded, but he could hear the unconcealable excitement in the cry; And the tiger girl lay there lazily, just open the tiger's mouth, and the light flew into her mouth by itself.
Yang Junshan arched his hands and thanked him: "So, thank you, layman!"
"Otherwise, it should be the poor monk who thanked the benefactor!"
Jiahui's hands were folded again, and when his hands were opened, there was already a half-foot-long humanoid puppet in his palm, only to hear him say: "This puppet can demonstrate a kind of body forging boxing technique of my Buddhist clan, called Wuxiang Fist, I hope it can help the benefactor."
Yang Junshan turned out to be this puppet, nodded and said: "So thank you again, layman, if you have time in the future, you can come to Xishan Village, Wasteland Town."
After getting the two relics, Na Jiahui took his leave and left, and Yang Junshan and the others naturally would not stay any longer, but fortunately, this place was very close to Mengyu County, and although Hu Niu was injured, it did not affect normal walking.
After getting a spiritual light in the relics, he folded his wings on the branches to his chest as if he was bowing, and then flapped his wings to leave.
Yang Junshan also clasped his hands and said: "Brother Crow, I don't know what to call it, so I will temporarily call it the name of the race.
"Quack," the crow leader showed his neck and shouted twice, then flapped his wings and flew off the branches, hovering above everyone's heads, and opened his mouth to shout again: "Dark! Dark!"
This voice changed significantly, everyone looked at each other, and finally Bao Yuer said: "The leader said its name is 'Dark'!"
Yang Junping was surprised: "Can it speak so quickly?"
Then this guy patted Hu Niu's shoulder and said, "Hu Niu, I'll listen to what you say!"
Hu Niu made a "woohoo", raised her head and bit Yang Junping's palm, so frightened that he quickly withdrew his hand and jumped back one after another.
Everyone laughed "haha" when they saw this, Yang Junshan arched his hands at the crow leader and said, "That's good, Brother Dark, let's say goodbye!"
The crow leader secretly flew to the sky above the woods and let out two hoarse long sounds, and the entire forest suddenly became lively, and hundreds of crow monsters flew up from the woods, forming a dark cloud over the woods, flying all the way to the north.
When Yang Junshan and the others returned to the wasteland town, they were followed by a convoy led by more than ten horse beasts, which was originally the various cultivation materials that had been installed when the Red Lotus Temple was preparing to evacuate.
After experiencing a previous battle with Xiong Changfeng, there was no trace of the battle two years ago in various parts of Xishan Village.
When Yang Junshan and the others left two years ago, Yang Junping and Su Baozhang were still only monks who had just entered the Evil Qi Realm, and two years later, the two of them were now cultivators in the late stage of the Martial Realm.
Two years ago, he was fully supported by Yang Tiangang to impact the late stage of the Martial Realm, and successfully advanced to the Qing Qi Realm more than half a year ago, originally thought that in addition to Yang Tian Gang and Yang Junshan father and son, as well as the Wu Shuo who couldn't figure out the details, he was the fourth master of the Yang clan, but who would have thought that two years later, Yang Clan's Qing Qi Realm monks would reach three.
Ordering other clansmen to sort out the more than a dozen truckloads of materials into the warehouse, Yang Junshan asked about the current situation of the Yang clan in the past two years.
"Everything is going well, with your father in charge, at least Xishan Village and Wasteland Town have maintained a rare calm, except for your second uncle and I advanced to the late stage of the martial arts realm, there are still several people in the family who have made considerable progress in their cultivation, your mother has advanced to the evil qi realm, your sixth uncle has broken through the turbid qi realm, and your eighth uncle has finally broken the bottleneck of the martial arts realm."
"Then there is your third generation of children, the second and sixth children have finally stepped into the martial arts realm, and your ninth aunt's sister-in-law, Peng Shitong, has also advanced to the martial arts realm, and then there is Xiao Shijunqi, who actually took less than three years to advance from the first level of the martial arts realm to the turbid qi realm, one step faster than her mother, this child is really, why didn't I find out that this child was actually a genius before!"
Tenth sister Yang Junqi, according to her innate qualifications, she is second only to the thirteenth brother Yang Junhao, if she hadn't practiced the Earth Covering Spirit Technique from the beginning and taken the wrong path, I am afraid she would have been a blockbuster long ago, so why wait until now!
And the second and sixth children in Yang Tianlei's mouth are his two sons Yang Junxian and Yang Junmin, these two brothers have wasted so many years at the peak of the mortal realm, and now they have finally broken through the bottleneck of the martial realm.
Although the two can be regarded as upper-middle among the younger generation, Yang Junshan is not very optimistic about them.
However, seeing the hint of pride on Yang Tianlei's face, Yang Junshan naturally clasped his hands and said: "The second brother and the sixth brother can advance to the martial arts realm, our Yang family's strength is even better, congratulations to the second uncle!"
Yang Tianlei quickly waved his hand and said: "Where, where, compared with you and Lao Jiu, their brothers are much behind."
Yang Junshan changed the topic and asked: "So what is the situation outside Wasteland Town recently, I heard that the Shaotian Sect has restarted the competition for Luoxia Ridge, what is the battle situation of the three sects, and has it affected Wasteland Town?"
Yang Tianlei heard this, but a hint of panic flashed in his expression, and he said: "The offensive launched by the Shaking Heaven Sect against Luoxia Ridge was extremely fierce, I heard that the three parties lost nearly a hundred Martial Realm monks in Luoxia Ridge, and the real person realm monks of the Shaking Heaven Sect were killed and seriously injured, and the Kailing Sect also folded Cheng Shiting Zhenren in, but the Shaking Heaven Sect still stood firm in Luoxia Ridge!"
Yang Junshan was also very shocked when he heard that the three forces had lost two real people because of Luoxia Ridge, and quickly asked: "Which real person of the Shaking Heaven Sect fell, and who was seriously injured?"
Yang Tianlei said: "I heard that the fallen Shi Tai Zhenren was originally injured, and I don't know why Shao Tian Zong insisted on sending him to fight, and Ning Shijie Zhenren was also injured by the Qinglang Zhenren of Tianlangmen in this battle, if it weren't for Zhu Balong Zhenren and Wang Qian arriving in time, and Cheng Shiting Zhenren on the Kailing Sect side was killed by Zhang Yueming, I'm afraid that this battle Shao Tian Sect can stand firm in Luoxia Ridge!"
Yang Junshan frowned when he heard this, and asked: "Wang Qian also participated in the war? Zhang Yueming killed Cheng Shiting?"
Yang Tianlei said in a deep voice: "Yes, it is that Wang Qian, he also participated in the battle in Luoxia Ridge, and although the two real realm cultivators were killed and injured in this battle, there were also two third-generation disciples who broke through the bottleneck of the martial arts realm, one of which was that Zhang Yueming, this person really deserves to be known as the first genius of the three generations of the Shaking Heaven Sect, and after consolidating his cultivation, he immediately participated in the war, and in just one year, he actually practiced the treasure magic power 'Falling Mountain Strike', Cheng Shiting Zhenren was careless, and died at the hands of this treasure magical power, Shortly after this Zhang Yueming advanced to the real realm, news came from the Shaking Heaven Sect that Song Wei had also successfully advanced to the real realm, but he was still in seclusion to consolidate his cultivation during the Battle of Luoxia Ridge and never participated in the battle."
After Yang Junshan listened to Yang Tianlei's description of the general situation of the wasteland town and the surrounding area, he handed Yang Tianlei a piece of inheritance jade plate, turned around and walked towards the top of the western mountain.
Yang Tianlei's voice came from a distance behind him and asked: "Hey, Xiaoshan, where are you going? What is this jade board?"
Yang Junshan did not reply: "Retreat, practice! The jade plate contains a middle-grade body forging secret technique, and I ordered the Yang family to practice diligently, and there must be no mistakes."
Seeing Yang Junshan's back disappearing into the fog of Xishan, Yang Tianlei smiled "hehe" and said: "It seems that this kid has been stimulated, damn it, the third child is out of luck."
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The second watch came, and he continued to ask for a kiss, Sleeping Autumn was working hard, hoping to get more peripherals to give to his book friends.