Chapter 925

After sang Wuji left, Yang Junshan soon caught up with Yang Junhao and others from behind, because it can be confirmed that there will be no people from lingyizong behind. Therefore, the speed of Yang Junhao and others is not too fast.

Although they knew that something must have happened when Yang Junshan stayed, Yang Junshan didn't say, so they didn't ask much.

After the four crossed Yangjun all the way, the border dense forest at the junction of Sangzhou and Yuzhou appeared in front of them.

After the arrival of foreign forces, the dense border forest has also become an ideal place for foreign forces to occupy. Yang Junshan and the three still dare not be careless. After converging their tracks, they tried to fly over from high altitude.

However, shortly after the four people had just stepped into the dense forest at the border, a highly publicized Buddha's name stopped the light at the foot of Yang Junshan.

"Why kill all the benefactors? They are just a few children. Heaven has the virtue of living well. Please spare their lives!"

The sound came again from the dense border forest below. It sounded really familiar.

"Fourth brother?"

Yang Junhao asked in a low voice.

"Go down and have a look!"

Yang Junshan took the lead in lowering dunguang. Yang Junhao and others followed him all the way and fell into the dense forest.

"People of the Exodus!"

There was an exclamation in the distance, followed by bursts of spiritual power fluctuations. It was obvious that many people were secretly condensing Zhenyuan spiritual power. However, from the fluctuations of spiritual power, it seemed that the cultivation of the person who had just spoken and his companions was not too strong.

"What are you afraid of? Just him. Younger martial brother Wei and I entangle him. You guys kill those cubs behind him. Even if we finish the task, let's go together!"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard that at the beginning, the voice made a loud Buddha call again, followed by a continuous chaotic noise and violent spiritual power fluctuation, and then a child's scream came. The voice of the loud Buddha call suddenly said angrily: "vertical son, do you dare to do this? Do you really want to force the poor monk to kill?"

The previous voice that urged others to act was full of banter again: "big bald head, are you really a foreigner? Don't all of you call our friars' aborigines'. If you want to get rid of them and then be quick, how can you protect the 'aborigines' in your mouth?"

"All beings are equal. No matter in this world or in foreign countries, it is natural for no one to kill, not to mention a few children!"

The joking voice came again: "big bald head, are you really a foreigner? I haven't seen you, but I haven't seen you like this. Are you going to be a saint?"

As soon as the sound fell, another child's scream came.

"Damn you, I'm going to kill you today!"

A more ferocious wave came, followed by a few muffled hums. The previous joking voice was no longer relaxed. He said nervously: "get your ideas together, you guys, hurry up, bald head, dare to interfere in the affairs of our tianlingmen. Today's account is recorded, and we will repay each other in the future!"

As soon as the voice fell, I suddenly heard a low cry from the dense forest: "help, no one!"

"Who is tianlingmen doing business here..."

"Kill these bastards of your tianlingmen!"

A low cry came, and a light of fire suddenly broke through the air and ignited a fire wave in the forest. However, the fire wave did not burn the nearby plants and trees, but wrapped several low-level friars of Tianling gate, and even turned them into ashes without making a miserable cry.

"The other side has reinforcements, let's go!"

A monk in Xuangang territory seemed to be the leader. Suddenly someone was killed out of the dense forest. He immediately gave up chasing and killing several children who fled in the forest and asked other disciples to retreat.

However, at the moment he turned around, he was shocked to find that there was a man standing behind him, only three feet away from himself.

"You..."

The friar was about to make a move, but he suddenly noticed a flash of dark shadow in front of him, followed by the whole body, but he had been completely imprisoned. When he looked down, he saw a channeling bead chain on him, which completely imprisoned the real yuan in his body.

At the moment when he raised his head, the monk standing in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the center of the monk Xuangang's eyebrows. That day, the monk of lingmen could not avoid. His eyes suddenly dispersed color, and he stood there. The whole person was silent, but at the center of the eyebrows just clicked by Yang Junshan, the original skin began to harden into cyan gray.

Several other low-level friars of tianlingmen were easily caught up and killed by Yang Junhao, and more than a dozen children who ran into the dense forest were found back by Yang Junqi and mulberry.

Yang Junshan let the body of the monk Xuangang of the tianlingmen pass, looked at the bald and burly monk of the Shi family behind him, and said with a smile: "big monk, we meet again!"

Jiahui monk folded his hands and said, "good, good. I haven't seen you for many years. The style of donor Junshan is still the same, but his cultivation is more profound. I'm far less than you."

Yang Junshan said with a smile, "does the great monk also have a desire to win? However, the cultivation of the great monk has also been improved. Now I'm afraid it's the peak of Tiangang?"

Jiahui still walked in the Buddhist ceremony and said, "I'm ashamed!"

"Hey, by the way, what's the matter with these children? How did they get chased and killed by the people of tianlingmen?"

The two exchanged greetings, and Yang Junshan suddenly asked.

Jiahui shook her head and said, "I don't know. I was going to go north to visit benefactor Yang, but I didn't want to meet these friars who claimed to be tianlingmen here. They were chasing and killing more than a dozen children, so I stopped them. However, I couldn't protect them alone, so I let several children be killed."

Yang Junshan turns to see that Yang Junqi and mulberry are comforting the remaining 12 children. It seems that they have won some trust from the children and are asking them something.

However, although these children had been saved by Jiahui before, none of them showed gratitude when they looked at Jiahui, and none came to thank them. Even there was a hint of hostility in their eyes. On the contrary, Yang Junqi and mulberry seemed to be quite grateful and trusted by the children.

When Yang Junshan thought about it, he understood it in his heart and said with a smile, "monk, don't mind. After all, you are an overseas identity. The children still have misunderstandings about you."

Jiahui shook her head and said, "I only do good and evil, not looking at my face, let alone just a child."

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "the monk has great wisdom and heart. Yang has always admired him. By the way, you said you wanted to go north to find me. What's the matter?"

Jiahui's original look of Gu Jing wubo suddenly took a trace of embarrassment, but he still said: "ashamed, but he wants to come to the door and ask almsgiver Yang for something."

Needless to say Jiahui, Yang Junshan thought of it, patted his head and said with a smile, "it's my negligence. He promised the big monk many years ago, but it seems that Yang should congratulate the monk. Your cassock is ready?"

Jiahui's face was also a little happy when she heard the speech and said, "although it is not perfect, it is about to be completed. Just give a bunch of Millennium ice silk to the donor, and you can get the inferior cassock."

Without saying a word, Yang Junshan felt a bunch of snow-white silk from the storage ring, and the surroundings were suddenly cool because of this bunch of silk.

Yang Junshan said with a smile: "in fact, this bunch of silk is already ready for you, the monk. This time I came to Sangzhou, I also had the idea of looking for you. However, the incident suddenly offended lingyizong and had to run away in a hurry. However, this matter has long been forgotten by me. Fortunately, the providence is here, but let us meet here."

Rao shijiahui has practiced for many years. When he saw this bundle of Millennium ice silk, he couldn't help but take a smile and said with a smile, "with this, I can make a poor monk's cassock."

Yang Junshan handed the ice silk to Jiahui. He saw a channeling Rosary wrapped around his hand. Just now he fixed the Xuangang monk of the Tianling gate with this channeling rosary, so he smiled and asked, "the three treasures of the Buddhist family, is this your second treasure?"

Jiahui gave the beads to Yang Junshan to play with and said, "this is a thousand wood beads made of Millennium spirit wood. The poor monk originally planned to find 108 kinds of Millennium spirit wood to make 108 beads. However, it is Sangzhou, which is known as the ancient wood state. Over the years, the poor monk only collected 18 beads."

Yang Junshan was surprised when he heard the speech and said, "108 kinds of Millennium spirit trees? Is your ambition a little big?"

"It's man-made. Besides, 18 of them can be used, 36 can be used, 49 and 81 can be used, and 108 just make this treasure perfect."

Yang Junshan asked again, "do you want a millennium spirit wood?"

Jiahui shook her head and said, "of course not. Ordinary tree species naturally need spiritual nourishment for thousands of years to become useful. If there are spiritual species, it will not take thousands of years."

"What do you think of it?"

Yang Junshan took out a piece of wood and threw it into Jiahui's hand.

Jiahui took over the wood and looked like a move. She opened her mouth and said, "Yang Shuyao?"

At this moment, Yang Junshan was stunned and said, "do you know this thing?"

Jiahui seemed very determined and said, "this is the noumenon left by the poplar after it has been cultivated and turned into a spirit demon, but it should come from the root system, not the branches."

Yang Junshan was convinced by Jiahui's judgment. It was indeed pulled from a dead root of Yang Yang's body. The spirit demon was a treasure. Yang Junshan had ordered her to collect all the leaves, branches, roots and other things she eliminated and not to abandon them at will.

"Can it be used as a rosary in your hand?"

Jiahui turned her wrist, the wood disappeared and said, "I don't respect you!"

Pointing to him, Yang Junshan laughed and said, "you monk, where is there a trace of ascetic compassion? It's like the seven Chens in one vein."

When Yang Junshan exchanged greetings with Jiahui, the other three Yang Junqi had asked the story from several children.

Yang Junhao hurried over, looked at Jiahui and said, "the fourth brother is the descendant of qianqinmen."

Yang Junshan suddenly turned his head, but saw Yang Junhao shaking his head and said, "they are all dead. Tianlingmen raided qianqinmen's station in the dense forest at the border. These children escaped under the cover of their elders."