Chapter 685

Yang Junshan showed no weakness at all. A strange and chaotic breath surrounded the barbarian old man like a poisonous snake. A gloomy voice came from the mouth covering his face: "I'm not interested in human inheritance, but I'm interested in killing people. However, the old man at home is obsessed with these things. I can't help it. Now I'm not the old man's opponent, so I can only do it according to his wishes."

The barbarian old man was excited by the smell of Yang Junshan, and the whole man almost blew up. His eyes glittered, but there was a color of surprise and uncertainty. Where was the old state of being a gangster who wanted to die.

"A pretty spirit weapon, Hei hei, you can take it away. I know something about the cultivation world of the Terran. In their place, a inheritance is much more precious than a weapon. I only want a pretty spirit weapon for the sake of all of us who are foreigners."

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

"Hey, old man, don't think about pitching me. Give me a sincere price. Although I don't quite understand the twists and turns, the old man at home has given the bottom line. Be careful when I'm chased and killed by the old man, I'll take you with me!"

Yang Junshan's vague but threatening tone surprised and angered the barbarian old man. It can be seen that Yang Junshan did not hesitate to show his weapons, but had to remain calm for the time being.

"Shit, it's the one tendon of the witch clan!"

Although the barbarian elders were angry, they also breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes, although the witch clan was upright and almost overbearing, it still had a bottom line after all. As long as they didn't take the initiative to provoke, the other party wouldn't die.

If this is replaced by those bastards of the demon clan, they may end up with a dead enemy if they disagree. They worry about each other's revenge all day.

"I'm unlucky. Take away two top-grade barbarian weapons of the French level!"

"Old man, you're not honest. You have an egg and two top-grade barbarian weapons of the French level. What kind of weapons and magic weapons are there for the whole foreign forces? Fortunately, I have a top-grade barbarian weapon here. If you want it, don't pull it down!"

"Deal!"

The barbarian old man immediately promised to come down and even directly picked up the photo inheritance beads on the ground and threw them into Yang Junshan's arms. Then he couldn't wait on his face and stretched out his hand and said, "bring them!"

Yang Junshan was stunned and scolded: "shit, you old boy cheated!"

The barbarian old man said proudly, "the people of the witch family keep their word. Take it!"

Unwilling, Yang Junshan took out a drum horn in his arms for most of the day. Finally, he threw it to the barbarian old man. He still said fiercely: "old man, don't let me see you next time, otherwise he will give you a good look!"

Satisfied with the old grandfather, he grabbed the drum horn and even had no time to appreciate it. He wrapped the bits and pieces on the stall and turned around and walked away. While walking, he said, "ha ha, wait until you see it next time!"

Yang Junshan snorted coldly and stomped his feet towards the ground. The bluestone ground he was stepping on was intact, but the bluestone ground in the concentric ring within a radius of one meter turned into powder a foot away. The faces of foreign monks around him showed a look of fear and bypassed Yang Junshan's position far away.

Yang Junshan didn't use any real yuan in his body. He used pure physical strength and strength skills, which was very much like the means of the witch friars. Of course, this was also because Yang Junshan's increasingly powerful physical body brought him confidence.

Yang Junshan covered his face and glanced around. After a cold hum, he walked in other directions. After a moment, he disappeared, and the foreign monks around him gradually returned to normal. It seemed as if nothing had happened here, leaving only a circle to prove what had happened before.

The barbarian old man thought that he only used a useless picture inheritance bead to exchange for a scarce top-grade barbarian weapon of the Dharma level. However, he didn't know that Yang Junshan also lamented that a treasure level secret skill inheritance was only worth a top-grade barbarian weapon of the Dharma level. If he gave a spiritual weapon in the cultivation world, no one would be willing to exchange it.

Because there are many people with mixed eyes, Yang Junshan will not have time to carefully check the contents of the photo inheritance beads in the future, but only the introduction at the beginning of the surface makes him feel that this trip is worth it.

"Spiritual plant expediting skill" is the content recorded in this photo inheritable pearl. According to the description of this secret skill, if this secret skill is used concretely, generally speaking, the growth period of the lowest level spiritual grass can be shortened by more than 90%, and even the rare treasures of spiritual grass can be shortened by more than 70%.

At first glance, it seems that this secret skill is extremely rebellious, but in fact, there are various restrictions on the application of this secret skill. First, this secret skill can not be applied on a large scale. The object of each application can only be one plant, and a large amount of spiritual material needs to be consumed in conjunction with the application of the secret skill; second, each spiritual plant can only be applied once, and it may be lost when it matures Breeding instinct, or fruit, will wither and die immediately.

For example, as one of the treasures of the yangjiazhen family, if you use this technique, a red fine fruit will be produced in a short time, but after the fruit is removed, the whole red fine fruit tree will die immediately.

So it seems that this kind of secret skill is 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 spiritual plant itself, monks often have no time to wait in case of emergency, so this kind of secret skill of ripening will come in handy, especially at some vital moments, It will show the importance of this secret skill more and more.

Yang Junshan put the photo inheritance beads into the storage ring and began to wander around the market at will. Just after selling, although Yang Junshan wanted to collect all kinds of complete, damaged and incomplete inheritance on each booth and then screen them one by one, he still restrained his urgency, despite the previous foreshadowing, He was still worried that continuous shots would be noticed by interested people. He could only pay attention to various stalls around him while waiting for the news of Yang Junxiu and Bao Yuer.

Compared with Yang Junshan's own caution, Yang Junxiu's identity as a tiger demon and a fish wrapped ghost family is much more leisurely. Even if it is strange to buy the inheritance of human friars, at least their identity will not be false.

While thinking, Yang Junshan sensed all kinds of objects placed on the stalls around him with his spiritual knowledge, hoping to encounter blessings such as picking up leaks. However, although there are many foreign things here, the price is much lower than that in the cultivation world, but he has limited wealth and can't waste his Limited resources on it, What's more, there was a high-level friar free trade fair the next day. Now he can only look for something that can brighten his eyes as much as possible.

But Yang Junshan soon found himself being followed!

Yang Junshan was surprised at first. He thought that he had just exchanged for a photo inheritance bead and attracted the attention of monks outside the country. However, he soon found that he seemed guilty. The people behind him didn't seem to have any intention to hide his deeds, and this person was only equivalent to the cultivation of Wu Renjing, not so much tracking, It's better to deliberately chase after him to find out what's wrong with him.

Yang Junshan didn't look back, but according to his previous memory, he strolled to a relatively quiet alley and stood quietly waiting for the arrival of the people behind him.

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

The monk of Shi clan shivered excitedly and wanted to turn around and leave, but he didn't listen. Under the gaze of the witch monk in front of him, his bare skull was soon covered with sweat beads.

"Are you following me?"

For a long time, a gloomy voice suddenly came from the covered hood.

"No, no," the monk stammered with his hands in a hurry, "don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, younger generation, this is to invite the elder to have a look at a treasure to determine its value and value!"

"Hehe --"

Yang Junshan's deep laughter rang and said, "it's interesting. It's really interesting. A Buddhist monk in the residence dare to do business with the monks in the blood witch realm. Aren't you afraid of empty money and people?"

The Buddhist monk was almost crushed to the ground by the mountain like momentum erupted by Yang Junshan. Fortunately, Yang Junshan didn't mean that. The Buddhist monk was wet all over and said in a trembling voice: "I heard that the witch monk wants to have a clear distinction between kindness and resentment. I haven't offended my predecessors, and my predecessors won't do anything to my younger generation."

Yang Junshan sneered and said, "tracking the witch's deeds has ulterior motives. Does the witch kill you now, and everything on you belongs to the witch, and will the twelve true demon peaks seek justice for you?"

Monk Shi's face turned white.

Of course, Yang Junshan won't kill him seriously, causing friar shierzhen demon peak to interfere. If he reveals his identity, it's not worth the loss. He just said this to scare him: "Hum, take out your things. Remember not to follow behind high-level friars at will next time. This time, it will be regarded as Ben Wu. In the face of an old friend who is in the same line of hard cultivation, I won't care about you."

Yang Junshan's view of the Buddhist monk is very extreme. He is extremely hostile to the seven evils and the one pulse of compassion and hard cultivation, but he has respect. However, this Buddhist monk is like Jiahui monk. He is a disciple of hard cultivation.

Hearing what Yang Junshan said, the Buddhist monk knew that he had no worries about his life. He touched the cold sweat on his forehead and took out a torn piece of cloth from the patchwork clothes with a trembling hand. It seemed that it was very old, and then handed it to Yang Junshan with both hands.

However, what the Buddhist monk did not notice was that when he took out the broken cloth, Yang Junshan's calm eyes suddenly changed, and the material of the broken cloth seemed to be very similar to that of an object on his body.