Dongliu and Ziyuan asked almost in unison, and even the hint of surprise and disbelief in their tone was exactly the same.?`c?o?m?
Master Qibao looked at this young monk who had not spoken since arriving here, then looked at Taoist Dongliu¡¯s astonished look and Taoist Ziyuan¡¯s worried expression, and smacked his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Do you really have it? Heaven-Building Mud?"
Taoist Ziyuan didn't even notice that her tone had risen a few inches.
"yes!"
Yang Junshan thought that the two Taoist ancestors didn't seem to believe it. He flipped his wrist and a small piece of mud as black as ink appeared in his palm. This was the last bit left by Yang Junshan after repairing it for his own use.
Originally, according to the estimate of the Broken Mace Spirit Pangolin, the Heaven-Building Mud in Yang Junshan's hand was almost enough to repair the cracks inside the body. However, after Yang Junshan obtained the breath soil, the true essence in his body was purified by the earth element's number one treasure. After one pass, the amount of Heaven-Repairing Mud needed was greatly reduced in the process of repairing the broken mace, and in the end there was only such a small ball left.
Almost at the moment when Yang Junshan took out the Tian Mending Clay, Taoist Ziyuan stretched out his hand, and a spiraling light swept through his hand, and almost snatched away the piece of only one piece from his hand. A grape-sized piece of Butian Mud.
¡°It¡¯s really a heaven-repairing mud!¡±
After Taoist Ziyuan identified the object in his hand for the first time, she didn't even notice that her voice was shaking when she spoke.
But Yang Junshan's face was full of astonishment at this time. It was not because Taoist Ziyuan's methods were too overbearing, but because of the method Taoist Ziyuan used just now when he took away the Tian Mending Clay. The spiraling cyan brilliance swept across the palm of his hand. At that time, the true energy in Yang Junshan's body had resisted on its own, but it was swept away by the brilliance. Immediately after letting go of his hand, the piece of sky-repairing mud disappeared.
Liangyi dusty light, the magical power that Taoist Ziyuan just used was clearly Liangyi dusty light!
At this time, the piece of Tianmending mud in the hands of Taoist Ziyuan has been in the hands of Taoist Dongliu. After looking at the mud ball, his expression seemed to be a lot more relaxed.
"Can I take a look at this precious treasure of heaven and earth?"
Master Qibao's eyes were also shining. As a master of weapon refining, he naturally has a desire for treasures such as Tianbu Mu, which every weapon refiner dreams of. ?.??`c?o?m
Carefully taking this piece of pitch-black clay from Taoist Dongliu's hand, Master Qibao looked at the thing in his hand carefully. His already perfected soul consciousness surrounded the Heaven-Building Clay, and he carefully considered this piece of heaven and earth spirit. Jane's every detail, even Yang Junshan suspected that if Taoist Ziyuan hadn't found this thing to be of great use, the weapon-refining master would most likely have raised the weapon-refining furnace and used this small piece of sky-repairing mud to test its effectiveness.
"Why do you have the Heaven-Building Mud?"
Perhaps because he was so excited after getting the Heaven-Building Mud, Master Ziyuan asked about the origin of the Heaven-Building Mud, and such things were usually taboo among monks.
Dongliu Taoist was much more tactful and said: "My dear friend, you have been very helpful to us. I wonder if you can tell us where you found it?"
Yang Junshan smiled bitterly and said: "It's embarrassing to say that I, this junior, snatched this piece of sky-repairing clay from someone else."
After all, Yang Junshan told the story of how he found Zhang Yueming in the ancient Jedi Land to collect the Sky-Mending Mud and snatched one third of it. Considering his relationship with the Shaking Sky Sect, there was no need to be taboo about getting this thing. The process, of course, Yang Junshan would not tell them that the Jiu Ren Zhen Yuan he cultivated could collect the heaven-repairing mud from the soil on his own without the need for any secret methods they mentioned, let alone tell them what he had given them. This small piece of Heaven-Building Mud was basically what he had left over, and its purity was much higher than the Heaven-Building Mud collected by Zhang Yueming.
However, after Yang Junshan finished speaking, he found that the two Taoist ancestors were unusually silent. The silence even made Yang Junshan a little flustered. He couldn't help but say: "Two seniors, you"
Taoist Dongliu waved his hand, indicating that it had nothing to do with him, and then said to Taoist Ziyuan: "Fellow Taoist Gui Qiong once said that the secret technique used by the Shaking Sky Sect to collect heaven-repairing mud has been lost?"
Taoist Ziyuan¡¯s expression was calm and showed no signs of anger or anger. He nodded and said: ¡°He also said that the Shaking Sky Sect has declined so much that there is no longer any magical object like the Heaven-Building Mud. 8 novel w?ww.`¡±
Taoist Dongliu sighed and said: "The human heart is the most unpredictable. I once remembered that fellow Taoist Gui Qiong once had a damaged high-grade treasure."
Taoist Ziyuan still had the same expression as before, nodded and said: "It is a natal treasure. Because of damage, he has been unable to advance to the Taoist weapon. Moreover, his natal treasure is closely related to his own cultivation, which is far from the ordinary treasure.Due to the influence of the life magic weapon on the monks themselves, Taoist Gui Qiong has always claimed that he has long lost the possibility of further cultivation. In fact, his cultivation has indeed been unable to improve for a hundred years. "
Taoist Dongliu said with an expression of unknown meaning: "It seems that Taoist friend Gui Qiong's ambition has been revived again. This is gratifying. Maybe in a few decades there will be more people in this cultivation world." Maybe there will be a great supernatural being who can survive the thunder tribulation."
There was a sarcastic sneer in Taoist Ziyuan's mouth.
The two of them believed that Taoist Guiqiong was lying from the beginning to the end, but they never doubted that it was Yang Junshan who said it. This made Yang Junshan somewhat moved by the trust, and even made him feel guilty for not telling them the whole truth. I felt a little guilty, but this time the guilt came and went even faster, and Yang Junshan had already forgotten it in the blink of an eye.
"This piece of Tianbu Mu has very few impurities and is of very high quality!"
Master Qibao seemed to have not heard a single word of the previous conversation between the two Taoists, but at this time, he suddenly said with a look of admiration on his face.
"oh?"
Taoist Dongliu became very interested when he heard this and said: "It seems that the Shaking Sky Sect not only has the secret technique of collecting Heaven-Building Mud, but their inherited skills seem to be of a high level. This old man Zhang Yueming has heard of it." , is he considered one of the best among the rising stars in Yuzhou¡¯s cultivation world?¡±
The second half of Taoist Dongliu's sentence was about Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan smiled bitterly and said: "In fact, this junior once tried to purify this piece of sky-repairing mud with his own true energy. Originally, this piece of mud was slightly greenish-gray."
The difficulty of the Sky-Building Mud is to collect rather than purify it. As long as the monks who practice the Earth Element lineage can purify the collected Sky-Building Mud, the quality of the purified Sky-Building Mud depends on the level of skills practiced by each person. Well, Yang Junshan doesn¡¯t mind revealing the fact that the inheritance level of his cultivation technique is higher than that of Zhang Yueming. In fact, even if Yang Junshan now says that he practices Tao-level inheritance techniques, no one will doubt it. With his current achievements, he is no longer inferior to the best true disciples of the major sects. Not many people believe that he only practices ordinary treasure-level skills.
Sure enough, Taoist Dongliu didn¡¯t seem surprised to hear Yang Junshan¡¯s words.
At this time, Taoist Ziyuan asked: "Fellow Taoist Qibao, is this piece of heaven-repairing clay enough?"
Master Qibao reluctantly handed the Heaven-Building Clay back to Taoist Ziyuan, and sighed: "That's enough. Such quality Heaven-Building Clay is certainly enough. Congratulations to Taoist Master Ziyuan."
Taoist Ziyuan's tense look finally melted away, but she still said sincerely: "Even with the sky-repairing mud, I can refine and repair it by myself, but if a Taoist friend comes to help, the time will be shortened a lot, and I think about my situation. Fellow Taoist has also heard that the longer it takes, the worse it will be for me, so please help me, fellow Taoist!"
Master Qibao nodded and said: "This is natural. Being able to personally come into contact with refining artifacts such as the Heaven-Building Mud is something I can only dream of. What's more, this incarnation of fellow Taoist is a creation of the Tao realm. Although I have refined it before I have passed several treasures, but I have never tried Taoist weapons. How could I miss such an opportunity? "
Taoist Ziyuan, who was about to fall into despair, turned around and found hope again. Taoist Ziyuan felt much more relaxed.
"Boy, are you here to ask me for nine days?"
Taoist Dongliu asked Yang Junshan with a smile.
Yang Junshan felt a little embarrassed and said: "This junior has never thought that the seniors are busy. Otherwise, this junior will never come to disturb us today."
"Haha" Taoist Dongliu said with a smile: "Are you afraid that I am busy helping fellow Taoist Ziyuan find a way to repair the incarnation these days, and will not have time to collect Jiutian for you?"
Yang Junshan looked more and more embarrassed after being told what was on his mind.
Taoist Dongliu turned his wrist, and a ball of light exuding a gentle aura appeared in Taoist Dongliu's hand. However, he saw that there was a breath flowing in the ball of light, and Yang Junshan felt a warm and sunny feeling from a distance. .
Taoist Dongliu flicked his wrist, and the ball of light flew towards Yang Junshan.
"Nine days!"
Yang Junshan looked overjoyed and hurriedly put the ball of light into his bag.
With this object, Yang Junshan can successfully practice the two-dimensional dust light. When the time comes, he will have another magical magical power by his side. What's more, this magical power and Yuanci Baoguang are also Taoist magical powers and two-dimensional Yuanci. The extended magic of divine light.
At this time, Taoist Ziyuan asked: "Have you found the Yin spirit energy used to cultivate the two-dimensional dust light?"
Yang Junshan"He said "Uh" and nodded: "Yes." "
"Which kind of Yin spiritual energy is it? Let me check it out. Jiutian is the highest quality and one of the most suitable Yuan Gang spiritual energy among the Yang and spiritual energy needed to practice Liangyi mote blue light. If the quality of the Yin spiritual energy you use is If it¡¯s too low, it will directly reduce the power of this magical power!¡±
Yang Junshan explained honestly: "This junior has found the earth's yin turbidity."
There was another silence in the pavilion, and Yang Junshan was a little confused by the gazes of the two Taoists.
"What did you say you found?" Taoist Ziyuan asked.
Yang Junshan didn't say anything. He stretched out his hand in front of him, and a cloud of turbid mist flowed in front of him. It was the earthly turbid air that he had refined.
Taoist Dongliu shook his head and said with a wry smile: "This boy is really lucky!"
Taoist Ziyuan said nothing, but nodded in agreement.
Good luck?
Yang Junshan thought to himself, if it were to happen again, and someone would go to the Taoist realm for the sake of cultivating the earthly turbid qi and Taigang realm, he would rather give up this "good luck" to others.