"Bawu?" Yang Junshan tentatively called the boy opposite.
"Hey," the boy suddenly laughed, and then stammered, "Yes, it's me."
Although Yang Junshan didn't investigate for a while, he mixed a peach into the spirit peach, which made Ba Wu take a big advantage, Yang Junshan shouted in his heart that it was a pity, but it was too late to say anything, he might as well be a human gesture.
"Okay, okay, good," Yang Junshan's face squeezed out a relieved smile, and said: "I don't want Ba Wu to have this creation, this time to advance to the true demon realm, and turn into a human form, then the giant monkey tribe will have no worries in the future."
The young man transformed by Ba Wu smiled innocently, with a sincere expression, and said: "Giant monkey...... Part...... Can there be ...... Today, only teachers ...... Nosuke...... There are a lot of them, and this time I got them again...... With the help of the teacher's spiritual fruit, Bawu can advance to the transformation, and the teacher will ...... If there is a drive, Bawu will do his best to help."
Although this monkey demon was able to speak because of his rigid transformation, he was not skilled, but as he spoke more and more, although there were occasional stumbling blocks in the middle, he became more and more familiar.
Yang Junshan smiled slightly and said: "That spirit peach is that I didn't know that there would be such a miraculous thing in it, what you can get is your own creation, there is no need to say more about this, but your cultivation has just progressed, it is time to work hard to cultivate a stable cultivation, remember not to fight with people as much as possible within March."
Persuading Ba Wu to go back to retreat and stabilize his cultivation, Yang Junshan turned around and saw Ba Xin with a face full of envy, although Ba Xin's cultivation ranked second in the Giant Monkey Tribe, but he was able to touch the bottleneck in the later stage of the Spirit Demon Realm.
Yang Junshan secretly thought that he had lost even a peach, so he simply lowered his capital a little more.
"Ba Xin doesn't have to envy Ba Wu, I have something here, although it can't help you improve your cultivation and turn into a human form, but it can refine the horizontal bones in your mouth and make you able to speak human words."
Ba Xin was overjoyed when he heard this, and ran around Yang Junshan, quite impatient.
Yang Junshan handed over the relic obtained from the Buddhist monk Yuanyong to Basin, taught him how to absorb and refine the spirit in the relic, and asked him to remember to return the relic to him after refining the spirit.
After saying that, Yang Junshan quickly returned to the temporarily opened cave house.
Originally he didn't pay attention to the remaining three hundred peaches after finding a spirit peach, but now he had to test it again to rest assured.
After all, he still couldn't find a peach from the remaining spirit peaches again, this is really cheaper than Ba Wu's monkey, why didn't he check those hundreds of small spirit peaches first?
A few days later, Ba Xin had already returned the relics that had absorbed the spirit, while Yang Junshan had been trying to make a stand-in feather according to a set of inheritance in his hand for the past two days.
The most basic step is to put the twelve desolate beast level feathers in the dantian and use the original Qi to completely refine them, and at the same time, the monk also needs to communicate with his own spiritual consciousness at all times.
There was no shortage of desolate beast-level feathers on Yang Junshan's body, and these twelve feathers were specially selected from the feathers of the ice field cold eagle.
With the help of this refinement of the peach cultivation greatly increased, Yang Junshan greatly shortened the refining time of the feather feather, and then he wanted to combine the twelve feather feathers into one, but every time a feather was fused, the monk had to drop a drop of his own essence and blood into it, and after the twelve feather fused, Yang Junshan gave up more than a dozen drops of natal essence blood, and every time one more drop of natal essence blood was condensed, it usually took Yang Junshan a month to condense.
Yang Junshan looked at the one in his hand, which was more than a foot long, and the ink-colored edge was dyed with a layer of blood-red feather feathers, feeling the faint aura of the same origin as himself in the feather, which was echoing the natal essence and blood in the stand-in feather.
Yang Junshan rubbed his eyebrows, a wisp of subtle spiritual consciousness was cut from the sea of consciousness and disappeared into this stand-in feather, and the severe pain in the sea of consciousness made Yang Junshan's face suddenly turn white.
But soon, Yang Junshan was able to clearly perceive that this feather seemed to be able to communicate with his own mind, the origin of the Qi was refined, the essence and blood of the origin were united, and the essence of the spirit was separated, these were the three most important steps in refining the stand-in feather.
The stand-in feather can replace the monk and die, which is naturally a precious thing in itself, but it is not so easy to refine.
Yang Junshan unbuttoned his collar to check, and saw a tattoo-like feather on his chest pressed against his skin, beating with his heartbeat, as if it had life.
The stand-in Yu Lian Cheng, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that he was bolster, thinking of the news he had heard from Qingfeng Zhenren before, he had plans to go deep into the Liangyu Mountains again.
Although Ba Wu had the intention to follow, he had no choice but to rely on external forces to break through the bottleneck this time, and his cultivation root was basically not stable.
After coming out of the Giant Monkey Valley, Yang Junshan recalled the direction where Qingfeng Zhenren had left, and walked all the way through the mountains and forests towards the deeper part of the Liangyu Mountains.
At this time, half a month had passed since the large-scale earthquake of the Liangyu Mountains, if according to what Qingfeng Zhenren said, the major sects of the cultivation world and the monks outside the domain had already expected it, then the fight between the two sides must have reached its peak at this time, coupled with the ordinary sects that were a beat slower, the situation in the depths of the Liangyu Mountains was only more chaotic.
Although Yang Junshan went late at this time, he also avoided the most dangerous time at the beginning.
If what happened in the Liangyu Mountains this time, if it was really planned behind the scenes by the sects of the cultivation world with Taoist realm monks, Yang Junshan didn't think that he could overturn the layout of those peak figures in the cultivation world as a monk of the Jugang Realm.
When Yang Junshan crossed the Red Mist Mountain that had been burned into a bald mountain, the peach blossom barrier surrounding the mountain had dissipated, but what shrouded the mountain was the gray miasma that permeated the Liangyu Mountains.
He could clearly see that under the ashes of black and gray grass and trees, there were dark green saplings sticking out from the ground.
Crossing the Red Mist Mountain, Yang Junshan plunged straight into the depths of the Liangyu Mountains for hundreds of miles, and although there were some beasts attacking along the way, most of them could not pose a threat to Yang Junshan.
However, along the way, Yang Junshan saw several traces of fighting left by large-scale fighting, either a deep pit or a fallen and broken forest, and the traces left by these fighting methods can be seen almost everywhere, which shows the fierceness of the fight at that time.
Yang Junshan walked forward for several miles, but suddenly stopped, and his spiritual consciousness spread out around like a wave.
After a while, Yang Junshan came to a lush poplar forest, and then went straight to the mountain jun seal and smashed it towards the poplar forest in front of him.
With a muffled sound, the Yang Lin in front of him suddenly twisted, rippling like water waves, and then it was torn apart, revealing a low hill.
There was actually a formation arranged here, using the formation to transform a poplar forest to cover the small hill, the formation attainments of the people who set up the formation were extraordinary, at least they were also veterans, if the ordinary real world monks had not stepped into the formation themselves, they would probably be deceived by the Yang Lin transformed by the illusion.
But who is Yang Junshan, his current formation attainments are no longer below the master-level formation master, compared to the formation master is only a treasure level formation, if it weren't for all these years of going out, the five-element thunder spirit formation in Xishan Village would have been upgraded to the five-element thunder treasure array by him.
Such a formation naturally had no place to hide in front of Yang Junshan, but what secret was such an exquisite illusion formation set up in this wild land to hide?
What's even more strange is that although Yang Junshan has never entered the formation, he has already realized that there is no monk sitting in charge of this formation, so Yang Junshan sacrificed the Shan Junxi and directly broke the formation with violence, which was simple and trouble-free.
A low barren hill revealed its true appearance, but Yang Junshan's eyes were fixed on the three caves on the mountainside of the barren hill, which seemed to be deliberately avoiding each other at different locations halfway up the barren hill, and were evenly distributed halfway up the mountain.
These are three mines that have been abandoned, and they look like they are still newly opened.
Yang Junshan first went deep into the ground along a diagonal downward mine, and after a while, Yang Junshan came out of this mine with a solemn expression, and then went to the other two mines separately, and came out quickly.
Yang Junshan was holding a handful of broken jade shavings in his hand, and these jade shavings also exuded a faint spiritual power.
Yang Junshan was already able to determine that there was a spiritual jade mine under this low hill, and after these spiritual jade mines were mined, after being polished, they could obtain the ordinary currency of the cultivation world, jade coins!
However, at this time, this jade mine had already been hollowed out or moved away by the traction formation, and it looked like it was divided by three forces, and there were only some scattered jade chips left in the mine.
After leaving the low hill, Yang Junshan soon encountered a large-scale fighting place again, and the people of the fighting had already left, leaving only this place in disarray.
However, Yang Junshan quickly realized that this fallen and broken forest was actually a forest of three wood fruits, and the three wood fruits were a kind of spirit fruit of the middle grade of the spirit level, which could be used to refine the spirit elixir of the spiritual level.
Although the grade of the Sanmu Spirit Fruit is not high, it is rare in the cultivation world, and it is also a slight body forging spiritual object, so it is extremely valuable.
Judging from the situation at the scene, someone should have started a fight against this Sanmu fruit forest, Yang Junshan casually picked up a fallen tree and saw a broken arm, obviously because of the competition for this fruit forest, there were casualties among the fighting monks.
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