Chapter 885

Nine days of clear Qi and earth Yin turbid Qi!

Yang Junshan's brain is a little dizzy. He hasn't even heard of these two things.

However, the old ancestor of Dongliu didn't seem to see his look. He continued: "although there are 365 kinds of magical powers in this list, the magical powers may not be divided according to this ranking."

Speaking of this, the old ancestor of Dongliu glanced at them and said: "I think you have some experience about this. The size of some magical powers is greatly affected by external factors. If you practice well, it may exceed the magical powers far above it. If you don't practice well, it may even be better than the magical powers behind him. There are too many ups and downs in the middle, so you can't make accurate positioning. Therefore, you can only roughly leave a ranking, just like the Ziqi five Luo smoke of Ziyuan Taoist friend in Baoshu God There are only 220 on the list, but in fact, the five smoke and dust used by her to practice this magic power are collected and made after burning five different heaven and Earth Spirit treasures. Its actual power is not below the magic power ranked about 150 on the list. "

"The same is true of the Liangyi micro dust light. Although this treasure magic power ranks only 199 on the list of magic powers, it's not surprising that if the superior yin-yang Yuangang is selected, its power will exceed the magic power before it."

Yang Junshan hurriedly asked, "dare you ask me, elder, how can I get the clear Qi and earth Yin turbid Qi in these nine days?"

Yang Junshan has long understood what Dongliu's ancestors said. Although Yang Junhao's seven Yang flowing fire formula only smelts six kinds of fire Gang, it is because the six kinds of fire gang are of high quality, especially the sixth kind of fire in the stone is an authentic extraterritorial sky fire, and the actual power of the magic power has directly caught up with the top 100 magic powers.

Dongliu's ancestor smiled at the speech and said, "the nine days of pure Qi is naturally above the nine days of high altitude. It's not easy to collect it, but I'll do it myself. I'll succeed if I want to come in three months. This is my chip in exchange for your Millennium ice silk."

Dongliu's grandfather paused and said: "As for the turbid Qi of earth Yin, it depends on your nature. I can't help it. However, if you still can't find it before entering the Taoist realm, you might as well come to Huzhou. There is a dangerous place in Huzhou called" Qianhu Haiyan ", where there are several kinds of pure Yin Qi. It's just mixed together. It takes a lot of effort to purify it The quality should also be slightly lower than the earth Yin and turbid Qi, but it is enough to cultivate Liangyi's micro dust and light. "

Yang Junshan hurriedly said, "thank you for your advice."

The ancestor of Dongliu pointed to the peach tree struck by lightning for thousands of years and said, "as for this thing, you want to exchange it for the inheritance of Lingzhi, and even seek the complete inheritance of Tianxian. I can clearly tell you that your idea is basically hopeless."

Yang Junshan's face changed when he heard the speech and said, "as far as the younger generation knows, it seems that Lingyi sect has a complete inheritance of Lingzhi..."

Dongliu looked at him in surprise and nodded: "yes, Lingyi sect does have a complete inheritance of Lingzhi. However, the complete inheritance of Taoist Tianxian has always been handed down in a single line. Since sang Wuji committed suicide, the general outline of Tianxian has been lost!"

"Lost..."

Yang Junshan was greatly shocked, and then his face showed disappointment, but he still asked, "ask your predecessors, who is nasang Wuji?"

Dongliu's grandfather didn't answer immediately, but a trace of memory appeared in his face. Then he slowly said, "a person who eclipsed many talents many years ago."

Speaking of this, the old ancestor of Dongliu seemed to understand what Yang Junshan thought, glanced at him and said: "his death happened suddenly, and there was no chance to leave inheritance. Therefore, unless he came back alive, you can't count on the inheritance of Tianxian."

Yang Junshan was not embarrassed when he was seen through. Instead, he asked, "what are you going to exchange for the younger generation's wood?"

After thinking for a while, Dongliu asked, "what else do you want besides the inheritance of Tianxian finger and dianling finger?"

Yang Junshan was also prepared. Hearing the speech, he pondered a little and said, "senior, can you teach me how to inherit the Taoist magic power when the monk advanced to the Taoist realm condenses the yuan God?"

Dongliu's ancestor was shocked when he heard the speech. Even the real person Jiangxin on one side was in a daze. Yang Junshan felt a little depressed and said with a bitter smile: "but the younger generation has made progress..."

The ancestor of Dongliu waved his hand, rubbed his eyebrows and said with a smile, "it's not that these things are so precious, but that you are surprised that you don't know these things. In fact, these things can't be hidden in most sects. After all, you are the founder of the Yang family. You start from scratch and have a shallow foundation. It's reasonable that you didn't know these things."

"Well," said the ancestor of Dongliu, and a jade board of inheritance appeared in his palm and said, "here are some experiences I summarized before and after I advanced the Taoist realm. You can use them for reference. The accompanying secret of Yuanshen Taoism is just a layer of window paper. It's not too difficult to pierce it."

"Thank you so much, elder!"

Yang Junshan, without affectation, directly pushed the lightning wood in front of Dongliu's ancestor.

The old ancestor of Dongliu glanced at lightning wood and said with a smile: "I said that it's nothing in the cultivation world. If you change the things in your hand, I'll have a reputation of bullying future generations in the future."

Speaking of this, the ancestor of Dongliu thought a little and said, "well, I heard that you once asked my disciple for a water line inheritance skill, but it didn't succeed, so I'll give you a treasure level middle-class inheritance skill!"

Speaking of this, the ancestor of Dongliu turned to look at the real person Jiang Xin and said, "little fat man, give Yang Xiaoyou the 'flowing formula' you just got at the fair!"

"Ah?"

Immortal Jiang Xin's face suddenly became very wonderful when he heard the speech, but he didn't dare to refuse under the eyes of Dongliu's ancestors. He obediently gave the inheritance bead just got to Yang Junshan.

You know, the inheritance of this skill was originally that he wanted to pit Yang Junshan and raised the price again and again. He didn't want to give it to Yang Junshan after the inheritance hit him. Don't mention how depressed he is.

Yang Junshan has been satisfied with the inheritance of the secret arts of the associated Taoism. Now it can be regarded as an unexpected joy to get the "endless stream of secrets".

However, the unexpected joy is far more than that. After Dongliu's ancestor collected the Millennium lightning struck peach wood, he found a golden fist sized crystal ball from the storage space and said, "this is a fixed pulse bead, in which a medium-sized gold pulse is sealed. It is my previous commitment to you. Take it back and improve the large array of the Yang family as soon as possible!"

Yang Junshan silently took over the fixed pulse bead. It was different from the bead sealed with a water pulse given to him by Dongliu's ancestors, while the nearby immortal Jiangxin opened his mouth in surprise. He didn't know why his teacher's ancestors wanted to give a precious fixed pulse bead to Yang Junshan for no reason.

Dongliu's father waved his hand and said, "go, go, I won't leave you. I think you've returned like an arrow now, but come back to the fairy palace in the future. If you have spare time, you might as well come to our sect to listen to Yuxuan."

Yang Junshan immediately got up and left. Immortal Jiang Xin sent Yang Junshan out of the listening to the rain Pavilion. Then he hurried back. He saw that Dongliu's ancestor was still in the pavilion and hesitated a little. Then he said, "Shizu, why do you attach so much importance to this person? That fixed pulse bead..."

Dongliu Lao Zu slowly put down his tea cup, but did not answer his question. Instead, he said, "little fat man, if this man can advance into the Taoist realm in the future, you might as well make friends with this man."

Immortal Jiang Xin thought deeply and said, "dare you ask Shizu, if he can't advance to the Taoist realm?"

Old Dongliu smiled and didn't answer. Instead, he gave him the bundle of ice silk and said, "here, I'll give it to you. After you go back, collect some Lingzhen in the zongmen treasure house, and at least you can make a Chinese treasure coat."

Immortal Jiang Xin was overjoyed when he heard the speech. He had long forgotten his doubts.

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"What about Yang Junshan? Why didn't he come? Did he play with the Fuzhao of the Taoist ancestor of Xuanyuan?"

Lin Canghai's gloomy voice echoed over the place where the monks of all factions gathered. The monks of all factions focused on the two youngest monks among the real people present.

Yang Junping was naturally under great pressure under the gaze of so many real people. He was just a friar in Huagang state, but he still tried to stabilize his mind and said without delay: "I've explained to you before. My brother doesn't know what happened in Lang county if he goes out, but I've informed my brother that he will come as soon as he gets the news!"

Lin Canghai was still unwilling to let go, and his powerful Taigang breath was beating all over his body. He said coldly, "I'm afraid your Yang family is not preserving their strength. Now the devil chaos is rising suddenly, but it's far away from your Yang family. Yang Junshan, as several experts in Yuzhou, can't avoid the war. Does it depend on the real people of all factions and those foreign demon practitioners fighting and killing, so that you Yang family can reap the benefits?"

Real people from all factions looked at Yang Junping with Schadenfreude, indifference and disdain. However, even the forces of Liuhuo Valley and Tanxi faction, which are equal to Yang's friendship, did not stand up to speak for them. It was always Yang Junshan's fault. In front of such a war with foreign demons, Lin Canghai occupied the great righteousness, backed by the ancestor Xuanyuan , anyone with a clear eye can see that Lin Canghai is deliberately targeting Yang. No one will stand up and offend Xuanyuan sect at this time.

"Hey, you can't say that!"

Just when Yang Junping was suppressed by the momentum of Lin Canghai, Yang Junhao stood up and said in a loud voice, "which eye did you see that my Yang family has preserved its strength? Just now there was a war between various factions and the devil cultivation, did my Yang family friars keep their hands? Would you like to report their achievements and see how many friars in the real devil realm died in their hands?"