Chapter 848

Different from the formula of shaking the heaven that Yang Junshan has been studying and figuring out, whether it is Liangyi micro dust blue light or Liangyi yuan magnetic divine light, Yang Junshan's process of memorizing and inheriting jade slips is extremely smooth, especially the former. Many cultivation processes can learn from the cultivation methods of Yuan magnetic Baoguang. Perhaps the fundamental reason lies in the yuan magnetic Baoguang technique that Yang Junshan has practiced.

Seeing that the whole set of inheritance has been memorized in his heart, Yang Junshan couldn't help but sigh that his luck is still good. If he hadn't practiced yuan magnetic Baoguang, I'm afraid he couldn't understand the whole set of inheritance in a short time. Ziyuan avatar obviously didn't want to give him the jade slips.

When he thought of this, Yang Junshan glanced at the Ziyuan avatar, but he saw that the Ziyuan avatar had a smile that everything was under control. He couldn't help but move in his heart. Was it not that the yuan magnetic Baoguang technology on his body was also in the calculation of the other party?

Yang Junshan knows that these Taoist ancestors don't have a fuel-efficient lamp. The feeling of being calculated and used at this moment still makes Yang Junshan resist from the bottom of his heart, but he can't do anything, at least so far!

Yang Junshan memorized the general outline of the inheritance of a Taoist magic power, and then respectfully returned the inheritance jade slips to Ziyuan avatar, even grateful.

At this time, Ziyuan avatar focused on Xiao xianger: "girl, remember to tell Xiao xunchan what you saw today. He knows what I want. If he wants to come, his thunder robbery date is approaching. If he doesn't make up his mind, I'm afraid it's too late."

Xiao xianger just turned away the head of the turtle and ignored the words of the aster incarnation.

Ziyuan avatar didn't care. She knew that Xiao xianger would tell Xiao xunchan what she saw today, so she turned to Yang Junshan and said, "I'm leaving here. After I get the ruins, I may appear in any area of the ancient Jedi. I'm afraid you have entered the magic eye of Zifeng sect. Be careful not to be caught."

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned and said, "elder, are you leaving now?"

Ziyuan turned to look at him and said with a smile: "why, do you still want to stay here and hit Xianyuan?"

After saying that, he left straight towards the original road.

Yang Junshan and Xiao xianger looked at each other. Yang Junshan immediately followed up. Xiao xianger hesitated for a moment and followed them far behind.

In front of a light curtain without any color, Ziyuan turned his head and looked at them. Then he nodded to Yang Junshan. He passed through the barrier without looking back, and the light curtain came out of the relic space.

Yang Junshan turned and looked at Xiao xianger and said, "don't you leave?"

Xiao xianger asked, "are you leaving?"

Yang Junshan immediately smiled and said, "you have recognized me."

Xiao xianger snorted coldly, stretched out her hand and said, "give me back my Piccolo!"

Yang Junshan had such an expression and said with a smile: "it seems that there are really other fairies in the ruins space of cangxuan ancestor. Let's go and have a look!"

Yang Junshan didn't take out the piccolo she got from her storage bag directly, but asked her to take herself to the place where the fairy fate was opened and make it clear that she wanted a share.

Xiao Xiang'er snorted coldly, turned and walked back. Yang Junshan quickly followed up, but unexpectedly, they returned to the stone table again.

"Here?" Yang Junshan asked with some doubt.

Xiao xianger didn't pay attention at all. Perhaps it was because the inheritance in the two fish eyes of Yin-Yang fish was taken out. The small stone platform in the center of the stone table didn't retract into the stone table. However, Xiao xianger saw her index finger put into the fish eyes of the two yin-yang fish. Yang Junshan immediately noticed the fluctuation of Zhenyuan, but she injected her own Zhenyuan into the stone table.

Yang Junshan raised his eyebrows, showing a trace of excitement on his face, but he heard a slight shock from the stone platform. Xiao xianger's face also showed a happy look, and then the two index fingers inserted into the fish's eyes rotated with the pattern of Yin-Yang fish.

Yang Junshan watched Xiao xianger's movements carefully, first turning clockwise for several times, and then reversing for several times. After repeated for several times, Yang Junshan heard a slight crisp sound, and then saw Xiao xianger's two fingers pull outward. This yin-yang fish stone table was like a stone table just now. The stone table that originally seemed to be an integral whole cracked along the boundary of Yin-Yang fish, A small arm thick and thin stone column rises from it, and the center of the stone column is a circular hole. The size of the hole is equivalent to the thickness of the piccolo in Yang Junshan's hand.

If Yang Junshan realized something, he said, "this is to insert the piccolo into it. Is that Piccolo a key?"

Xiao xianger nodded and said, "good."

Yang Junshan took the piccolo in his hand, but he was not in a hurry to insert it. Instead, he asked, "what's in it after opening it?"

Xiao xianger shook her head and said, "I don't know. My grandfather just asked me to take the things back to the zongmen, but he didn't say what they were."

"Do you think I'll believe that?" Yang Junshan asked with a smile.

Xiao xianger glanced at the piccolo in Yang Junshan's hand and said, "do you believe it or not? My grandfather just said that he didn't want the inheritance of Zifeng school to leak out."

"Is it a heritage?"

Yang Junshan rubbed his chin and said, "it looks like the magnetic divine light of Liangyi yuan. The inheritance of Zifeng sect has not been cut off, but to prevent the leakage of inheritance, which requires you to bring it back to the sect."

Xiao xianger looked resentful and said angrily, "do you open it or not? If you don't open it, return the piccolo to me!"

"Well, I'll try!"

Of course, Yang Junshan would not return the piccolo to her, but when he wanted to insert the piccolo into the hole, he looked slightly moved, but the action in his hand did not stop, and directly inserted into the hole of the stone pillar.

A few slight "clicks" sounded. Yang Junshan's spiritual sense sensed that several stone buttons should pop up from the stone pillar cave wall and just stuck in several holes on the piccolo. As he turned the piccolo under Xiao xianger's hint, the nine Ren Zhenyuan in his body suddenly began to pour down the piccolo uncontrollably.

Yang Junshan changed his face in an instant. He wanted to break away from the palm holding the other end of the piccolo, but he found that the piccolo seemed to have a root and firmly stuck his palm on it. He mobilized jiuren Zhenyuan in his body and tried to cut off the leakage of Zhenyuan in his body. Although it greatly slowed down the flow of Zhenyuan, he still couldn't completely cut off the connection between them.

Yang Junshan suddenly raised his head to look at Xiao xianger, but saw a proud smile on her face.

"You calculate me?" Yang Junshan said coldly.

"That Piccolo is mine!" Xiao xianger said coldly.

"Don't forget, I saved your life in the Arctic ice sheet!"

Xiao xianger sneered: "don't worry, the ancestral space of cangxuan is not allowed to kill people. This Piccolo can drain the real yuan in your body at most, and you can recover in two or three months!"

Yang Junshan sneered, "can the ancient Jedi open for two or three months?"

Xiao xianger listened attentively to the sound of "KaKa" from the stone pillar and said, "you will be thrown out at that time."

The whole body of cultivation has been drained. Even if it is thrown out, there will be no cultivation in two or three months. Whether it is in the ancient Jedi or shajun, there is not only left to be slaughtered?

Yang Junshan was about to continue to take measures to stop the loss of Zhenyuan in his body, but Xiao xianger suddenly changed his face. He was stunned. Only then did he realize that with the injection of Zhenyuan, the original regular sound in the stone column suddenly became chaotic.

"This is..."

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned and heard Xiao xianger exclaim: "no!"

As soon as her voice fell, Yang Junshan felt the palm of his hand loose. The piccolo originally held in the palm of his hand suddenly disintegrated. Without the medium of Piccolo, the real yuan lost in his body immediately stopped, and the sound from the stone pillar suddenly stopped.

"How could......" Xiao xianger was at a loss.

Yang Junshan said coldly, "it seems that there is something wrong with this Piccolo, or it is not the key to open the secret collection at all."

Xiao xianger said, "this is the key carefully imitated by grandpa according to the letter left by cangxuan's ancestor. It should not make mistakes!"

"It's imitation!" Yang Junshan moved in his heart.

Xiao xianger glanced at Yang Junshan and said, "the last secret collection of ancestor cangxuan can't be opened. If you hate it because of your just calculation, you can take revenge after you get the ruins. Now I have to leave first."

Looking at Xiao xianger's lost look, Yang Junshan still sneered, but he didn't move at his feet.

Xiao xianger had a meal at her feet, turned to look at Yang Junshan and said, "why, you still want to stay here? Without the key left by ancestor cangxuan, you can't open the last secret!"

Yang Junshan said with a smile, "are you in such a hurry to ask me to leave the ruins?"

Xiao xianger's eyes twinkled, but he said, "what do you mean?"

Yang Junshan pointed to the pieces of Piccolo on the stone platform and said, "since your grandfather can imitate a piccolo and you have lost it, naturally you can imitate the second one. I'm afraid it's even better than the first one. Am I right?"

Xiao xianger's face changed, but he heard Yang Junshan smile: "you pretended to go. I'm afraid you want to leave like the previous Ziyuan incarnation, and then come back and try another key in your hand alone?"

Xiao xianger was seen through by Yang Junshan and said angrily, "what do you want?"

"It's very simple. Either try another Piccolo on you now. Anyway, you don't have to worry that I'll kill you here. Or if you leave here first, I believe you don't have a key!"

Xiao xianger looked at Yang Junshan mercilessly, but Yang Junshan smiled. Finally, Xiao xianger gave in, touched her palm on her waist, and a flute that looked the same as the previous Piccolo appeared in his hand.

Yang Junshan reached out his hand to signal her, but he communicated with the pangolin in the Dantian: "can you feel what's inside?"

I don't know when the pangolin squatted on the handle of the residual mace and smelled: "I don't know, but there must be something similar to me, just like the Taoist rhyme stone you got at the beginning."

In fact, when Yang Junshan inserted the piccolo into the stone pillar, he was reminded by the pangolin. The reason why he still allowed Zhenyuan to be hooked was that the pangolin promised to help him cut off the loss of Zhenyuan at any time, and the previous shock and anger was just deliberately trying to get words from Xiao xianger, but before the pangolin took action, The imitation Piccolo broke itself.

After Xiao xianger inserted the piccolo into the stone pillar, she also encountered the loss of Zhenyuan like Yang Junshan. Her face was a little pale, but she was not flustered.

The piccolo in Yang Junshan's hand was broken after less than half a cup of tea. Xiao xianger's Piccolo obviously lasted a long time, but when Xiao xianger's face became paler and paler, but the smile between his faces became thicker and thicker, the previous messy "click" sound sounded again, and then the piccolo broke again in Xiao xianger's confused eyes.

"It seems that it's still not good!" the gloating in Yang Junshan's face was not disguised.

Xiao xianger looked at Yang Junshan with disgust, turned and walked out.

Yang Junshan hurriedly followed up and asked behind her, "do you have any other way? Do you really want to leave? I will leave only after you leave. Who knows if you want to deceive me again!"

Xiao xianger suddenly turned around and fiercely gouged out Yang Junshan. Then she crossed the space barrier and left the ruins without looking back.

Yang Junshan stood in place and waited for a moment. In fact, he carefully went through everything around him. Finally, he found nothing else. Then he muttered to himself, "it seems that he really left!"

After that, Yang Junshan did not leave, but turned and walked back towards the stone table. He turned around the stone table and looked at the stone column that had not been retracted on the stone table. Yang Junshan had another Piccolo in his hand: "look at this one. I think it should not be a coincidence!"

Yang Junshan's hand as like as two peas in the past, but in fact, the surface looks very old and old, like underground buried in the general, it seems to have a very deep accumulation of years.

This Piccolo was inadvertently acquired by Yang Junshan after the sunset cave was opened. At that time, he didn't know what use it was. He only retained it because his cultivation was still low and he didn't have enough experience.

As like as two peas, the second day Yang Junshan's flute is not the only one that looks like a new flute. But after that, he never felt the use of the piccolo. But after he got the flute from the store bag of Xiao Xiang, he looked more and more like the new one.

In the ruins of cangxuan's ancestors, when he saw this stone pillar, Yang Junshan could almost be sure of the real use of piccolo. He just played tricks with Xiao xianger. When Xiao xianger also understood the wonderful use of Piccolo, he would never expose the piccolo he got first.

Now both Ziyuan avatar and Xiao xianger have left, and no one else can enter after the four incomplete atlas. Yang Junshan can finally safely and boldly open the secret collection of cangxuan ancestor again.

With the continuous injection of Zhenyuan, a layer of light rhyme appears on the surface of the original mottled and old Piccolo, which has never appeared before.

When about half of the real yuan was lost in his body, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the piccolo in his hand was loose, and the original "click" sound disappeared. After a slight consternation, he tried to rotate the piccolo slightly, and then heard a "bang". The stone column suddenly cracked on both sides, and a palm sized thing popped out of it and was about to fly away.

Yang Junshan was naturally prepared for the pangolin. When the light flashed, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it. The huge strength above led Yang Junshan to stagger forward for a few steps, and suddenly knocked the stone table to the ground.

Yang Junshan couldn't help thinking about how the special inheritance stone table could become so fragile. His attention had been attracted by the sharp pain from his palm, but he saw blood seeping from his fingers. At the moment he grabbed the flying object, the edge corner of the object cut a two inch long hole in his palm, and the blood stained it all at once.

"What is this, token?"

Yang Junshan looked at the object in his hand, which was not gold or jade. It was as broad as a token, but narrow at the bottom. Under the dense light rhyme, there were mysterious lines. This line looked similar to the lines on the Taoist rhyme stone in Yang Junshan's hand, but it lacked a natural charm of Taoism. However, the lines on this object were dense, but they were much denser than those on the Taoist rhyme stone.

Yang Junshan turned it over again, but he saw that it was still covered with dense mysterious lines, but these lines surrounded the two seal characters in the middle like decoration: "Hunyuan"!

Yang Junshan was slightly stunned. He still didn't know what to do with it. When he was looking carefully, he suddenly found that the blood stained on the token in his palm was penetrating into it.

At the moment when Yang Junshan whispered "bad", a voice like Huang Zhongda LV suddenly sounded in his mind: "I'm not as good as nine Ren. If it comes true, it's difficult for immortals to be shackled by heaven and earth, and it's more difficult to be in the hearts of the people in the fairy palace. It's only a step away. It's calculated by villains. Children in later generations should be cautious and secret!"

Yang Junshan shouted. The voice was like a stick inserted into his brain and stirred several times, making him curl up on the ground and the whole person become confused. However, the voice was like engraved on his brain.

After more than half a day, Yang Junshan stopped shaking and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he found that he seemed to be fished out of the water. The whole person was wet. Now he didn't have to look at it. He knew that his face was very ugly.

When I raised my palm, I found that the token engraved with "Hunyuan" had long disappeared, and the cut scar in the palm had somehow recovered.

Yang Junshan stood up, glanced around and found that he was still in the relic space, but the stone table had fallen to pieces after he met it.

At this time, Yang Junshan's mind moved and his spiritual knowledge sank into the Dantian, but he found that on the giant peak, next to the residual mace inserted into the giant peak, a thing like a token was also inserted into the peak. However, at this time, the token was no longer the size of a palm, but a foot long. The tool spirit pangolin was running around the mixed yuan token, He seemed to be exploring something. Finally, he seemed impatient and knocked the token over on the ground.