"Monk from another state?"
Yang Junshan was interested when he heard this: "Brother Yingdao, do you know which state and which power monks will come?"
Ying Tearful shook his head and said: "This is not very clear, to be honest with Brother Yang, I don't necessarily know much about things outside of Yuzhou, this time I heard from the elders of the sect before leaving, it seems that these monks from other states are not good, Brother Yang will be careful then. ，」
Yang Junshan naturally appreciated Ying Tears' obvious kind reminder, arched his hands, and said: "Thank you, Brother Yingdao, for informing."
Ying Tearful smiled, stretched out his hand, and said, "In this way, we went to the mountain first to meet the master of this place, and the monks who came to shake the Heavenly Sect knew that we were coming.
"That's right!"
A screech shook people's eardrums, and a flickering light seemed to pierce the void, suddenly appearing beside Yang Junshan, and the sharp aura locked the location where Yang Junshan was, and a flying sword had already killed in front of him!
Someone actually dared to launch a sneak attack before the mountain of the Heaven Shaking Sect!
Yang Junshan's heart was cold, he could feel the fierce murderous aura permeating this sword, which was specifically aimed at him.
At this time, the most appropriate thing to do is naturally for Yang Junshan to shrink the ground to an inch to temporarily avoid the opponent's edge, but the angle chosen by the sneak attacker is obviously extremely tricky.
Although Yang Junshan believed that the attack and killing of this flying sword could not help this chief disciple of the Jade Sword Sect, Yang Junshan obviously disdained to do such an inauthentic thing.
With a trembling sound, the mountain splitting knife was cut out instantly, and a tooth-shattering sound of gold and iron sounded in mid-air, and the fierce aura was thrown away in private, and the invisible aura rippled the Heaven-Shaking Sect's Sect Protector Formation not far away.
The moment the flying sword was struck by the mountain-splitting knife, the entire sword disintegrated, turning into countless sword shadows in mid-air, and then detoured from the top, bottom, left and right, and then pointed at Yang Junshan in unison.
"Sword shadows!"
There was an exclamation from Ying tears behind him, this was obviously an extremely rare swordsmanship supernatural power, and even the eldest disciple of the Sword Cultivation Sect still couldn't help but be surprised in his tone.
At some point, a meteorite actually fell from the sky, and then the meteorite suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless meteors and flames spreading evenly around, as if forming an inverted flame cover in the sky.
A series of dense explosions came, and countless fire meteors crashed into the sword shadows, smashing and blowing up the heavy sword shadows, and the swordsmanship magical power that besieged Yang Junshan was instantly resolved.
"Everyone who comes is a guest, you are so reckless in front of my Shaotian Sect Mountain Gate, have you ever taken this sect seriously?" A loud shout came from Yuanci Mountain, and the moment the sound fell, a handsome young monk was already standing outside the Protectorate Formation, who was not Zhang Yueming, the genius disciple who shook the Heavenly Sect.
However, at this time, Zhang Yueming's eyes did not look at Yang Junshan, but looked at the sky behind him like Yang Junshan.
A cloud fell slowly, two figures stood on the clouds, one of them looked at Yang Junshan from the air with a sneer, obviously not taking Zhang Yueming's warning to heart.
These two monks had a stern demeanor, and at a glance, they knew they were two real realm cultivators, among which the one standing in front had an extraordinary demeanor, and the aura around him was convergent, without the slightest bit of qi accompanying him, which was obviously a phenomenon that only had his cultivation reach the realm of gathering.
But the person standing behind him was a man in a green robe and a long figure, and the flying sword that had attacked Yang Junshan before was hovering above his head at this time, obviously this person was the one who had just made the move.
"So it's you!"
Yang Junshan thought for a moment, and suddenly remembered that when he came out of Shaotian Peak, he was attacked by a group of monks from other states, and the leader had sharp swordsmanship and was also wearing a green robe, but at that time that person was still a great perfection cultivation, and he had suffered a big loss under Yang Junshan.
"It turns out to be a master of the Liangzhou Wind and Snow Sword Sect!" Yang Junshan was naturally not to be outdone, and his words were sarcastic.
The person standing in front of the cloud glanced at him when he heard this, and his fierce momentum subsided, and Yang Junshan suddenly felt like he was facing a great enemy.
"Everyone," Zhang Yueming suddenly stood sideways in front of Yang Junshan, facing the two Wind and Snow Sword Sect monks, and said: "Everyone, the visitor is a guest, you can follow me into Yuanci Mountain to rest, Junior Brother Yang is an inner disciple of this sect, so don't neglect the guests."
Zhang Yueming's demeanor made Yang Junshan slightly stunned, and then he smiled slightly, took two steps forward in the air, and landed behind Zhang Yueming's side.
Ying Tearful Shang didn't expect that he had just said the news that monks from other states would come, and two real people of the Wind and Snow Sword Sect appeared, and the instructions of the elders of the sect before the sound sounded, Ying Tearful Shang muttered in a low voice, but they also stepped forward, the position of the three of them was quite delicate for a while, and they were actually horning each other, forming a posture of common enemy.
At this time, the monk standing in front of the cloud smiled slightly and said, "Below Mo Ling, this is my junior brother Yue Mobing, I am waiting for the order of the sect to come from Liangzhou to celebrate the advancement of the Qingshu Zhenren of the noble sect to Tiangang, as evidenced by the letters of the seniors of the sect!"
After Fang Moling finished speaking, there was already a snow-white envelope in his hand, and the envelope slowly flew towards Zhang Yueming as if it was being held.
Zhang Yueming looked calm, stretched out his hand to take the envelope, looked at the payment on the envelope, and nodded and said: "Two, please follow me into the mountain gate!"
Saying that, he turned around and nodded to Yang Junshan and Ying Tears, and signaled slightly: "Please, you two, this sect has prepared a resting place for you, and there will be disciples of the sect to lead you there."
After that, a portal suddenly opened on the light curtain of the Protector Formation, Zhang Yueming led the way, the two of the Wind and Snow Sword Sect entered first, Yang Junshan and Ying Tears looked at each other, and then entered it.
Although Yuan Ci Mountain's Guardian Formation could clearly see the whole picture of the entire mountain peak, the feeling after entering the formation was different, the rich spiritual power came to his face, which made Yang Junshan feel invigorated, such abundant spiritual energy was much stronger than Xishan Village, even now Xishan Spiritual Spring almost condensed two spiritual veins and was far from comparable to Yuan Ci Mountain.
Yang Junshan thought of the stone chamber at the end of the secret passage of Shaotian Peak, and secretly sighed that Shaking Heaven Sect was really worthy of being the first in Yuzhou back then, even if he lost the foundation of the sect, he could immediately be in the business office of Yuanci Mountain, such a background was obviously surprising.
The two monks of the Wind and Snow Sword Sect had already been led to the resting place by the disciples of the Shaking Heaven Sect, and Zhang Yueming turned around and looked at Zhang Yueming and Ying Tears, and said with a smile: "Two, come with me!"
Seeing that it was Zhang Yueming who personally led the two into the mountain gate, Yang Junshan couldn't help but be a little surprised, but the winning tear Shang next to him nodded, and then followed, Yang Junshan's eyes flickered, obviously these two people knew something, but he didn't know anything, it seemed that the Tiangang banquet that shook the Heavenly Sect would not be too calm this time.
Seeing Yang Junshan following, he asked with tears: "This time, I originally thought that the advice of the elders of the sect was only affected by rumors, but it seems that the rumors are true."
Zhang Yueming nodded, sighed and said: "Evil guests are coming to the door, what should I do!"
Ying Tearful Shang asked again: "Who is here in Yuzhou, which other monks from other states come to the door besides the Wind and Snow Sword Sect?"
"The Eastern Taoist friends of the Yuxiao Sect, Wei Wuyang of the Jingyang Sect, and Zhuge Xuanlou of the Zhuge family, these are the only three who have come so far."
"Are there only these three?" Ying Tears muttered to himself, but he didn't say anything more.
Not long after, the three of them landed on a stone platform on the west side of Yuanci Mountain, and at the end of the stone platform was a pavilion, at this time there were five people resting in the pavilion, Yang Junshan only recognized two of them who were chatting and laughing with the other three, one was Song Wei, and the other was actually Ning Bin.
Moreover, at this time, Ning Bin's aura was obscure, and he had obviously successfully advanced to the real realm, but his aura seemed to be unstable, obviously he had just advanced to the stage, and at most he had just passed three or half a year of cultivation consolidation period.
Seeing the three of them coming from outside Yuanci Mountain, Song Wei, Ning Bin and the other three all came out, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the eyes of the five people paused on him for a moment, and Yang Junshan was also looking at the five people opposite.
"It turns out that you are a winning Taoist friend of the Jade Sword Sect, and you are also here!"
Song Wei, Ning Bin and Zhang Yueming hid everyone back into the pavilion, and immediately a boy served new tea.
After everyone sat down, Song Wei glanced at everyone, and then smiled at Yang Junshan: "Except for Junior Brother Yang, you are not unfamiliar with each other.
Seeing everyone nodding, Song Wei first introduced Dongfang Zhu, Wei Wuyang, and Zhuge Xuanlou to Yang Junshan, these three were obviously the best among the juniors of their respective forces, each of them had the cultivation of the real human realm, but they were all the same as Yang Junshan, all of whom were the cultivation of the first heavy transformation of the real human realm.
After the introduction, they exchanged slight greetings with each other for a long time, and then Song Wei said seriously to Yang Junshan: "I think Junior Brother Yang also noticed that this sect's Tiangang banquet was extraordinary?"
Yang Junshan had doubts in his heart, and nodded when he heard this: "Exactly, when I came down, I met the monks of the Liangzhou Wind and Snow Sword Sect, and I also fought with one of them because of some old grievances.
Song Wei sighed slightly and said: "Not only Liangzhou, but also Xizhou, Sangzhou, and Bin Prefecture around Yuzhou have sect disciples coming, and the people who come are all real people.