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    Yang Qinyu recovered and refined the low-grade Taoist weapon to drive the mountain whip, which can be regarded as an unexpected surprise!  After helping Yang Qinyu regain the mountain whip, Yang Junshan¡¯s attention returned to the ginseng fruit tree.  At this time, the first month of Mingxia Island¡¯s emergence is approaching, and the ginseng fruit trees are about to mature under the influence of the golden light of red clouds and the secret birth-promoting technique of Ji soil as a carrier.  Deep in the canopy, there was originally just a faint brilliance. As the fruit grew, this brilliance also grew larger and became more dazzling. After the fruit grew to the size of a fist, the originally dazzling brilliance became gentle and soft.  , and at the same time, it also allowed Yang Junshan to see the true face of the fruit through the layer of dense brilliance lingering on the surface.  And when Yang Junshan saw the real ginseng fruit, even though he had learned some descriptions of the ginseng fruit from Princess Lanxuan beforehand, he was still stunned by what he saw.  In Yang Junshan's original imagination, even though Princess Lanxuan repeatedly said that the ginseng fruit looked like a real person with perfect facial features, he still didn't think so. However, when he really saw the ginseng fruit that looked like it was growing in the placenta, it looked like  When he saw a sleeping and growing baby, Yang Junshan couldn't help but his heart beat a few times.  What kind of ginseng fruit is this? It is clearly like a baby. Thinking about eating the fruit when it is ripe, a feeling of guilt from the heart still makes him feel nauseous.  There were only the last three days left before Mingxia Island disappeared into the void again, and at this time, Princess Lanxuan hurriedly came to the talisman formation space again.  "Things seem to be changing again. Someone seems to be planning something secretly. I think you'd better leave now!" The news Princess Lanxuan brought to him was not particularly good.  Yang Junshan looked at the ginseng fruit trees that were still absorbing the red glow golden light, and at Yang Junshan's request, he was trying to refine the red glow golden light bit by bit under the fruit trees, and was practicing.  One glance at Yang Qinyu, who has the magic power of the Red Cloud Golden Light Technique. If he leaves now, the growth process of the ginseng fruit tree will undoubtedly be interrupted, and Yang Qinyu may also spend a longer time practicing the Red Cloud Golden Light Technique.  Yang Junshan raised his head and took another look at the Hunyuan Order hidden in the canopy of the ginseng fruit tree. Naturally, the speed at which this thing absorbs the golden light of the red glow is far inferior to that of the ginseng fruit tree. However, it has been continuously absorbing the golden light for the past month.  It absorbs the red glow golden light. According to Yang Junshan's estimation, even if it is used to practice the Purple Qi Donglai Jue, the red glow golden light contained in it is enough for five people.  Yang Junshan thought for a while and said, "Is there any specific news?" Princess Lanxuan seemed a little hesitant, as if she didn't believe it herself, and said, "It is said that someone wants to plot Mingxia Island." Yang Junshan  He was startled and said: "Like Long Island, keep Mingxia Island in the cultivation world? This is not easy, right? The situation on Mingxia Island is much more complicated than that of Tianxian Island, not to mention the original Long Island.  The owner of the island also relied on the power of the True Dragon and the help of the Panlong Formation to finally build the Dragon Island. "Princess Lanxuan whispered: "What if an immortal takes action this time?  Junshan said in surprise: "Seriously? But even if an immortal takes action, I'm afraid it will take more than one person?" Yang Junshan paused and couldn't help but ask: "You got this from the owner of Long Island  News?" Princess Lanxuan hesitated, shook her head, and said, "That's what I guessed." Yang Junshan didn't go into details, but said to himself: "Almost all the spiritual trees on the island have been chopped down.  What's the point of leaving a bare island? If it hadn't disappeared into the void, how would Mingxia Island be able to get the lush spiritual plants that spread all over the island and the red glow that pervaded the entire island?" - Somewhere in Huzhou.  A young monk who has just entered the Taoist realm is hurriedly driving the escape light all the way south.  Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in his face. The young monk's expression changed. As soon as the light under his feet dispersed, he was already suspended in the clouds, while watching the void around him vigilantly.  There was a breeze blowing around him again, blowing away the faint luck, and the face of the young monk was clearly revealed. However, he saw that his face, which originally looked quite upright, had been cut open from the left ear to the right cheek.  There was a deep gap where the bones were visible, making the whole person look a little more ferocious and sinister.  "Who is it?" The young monk spit out two simple words from his throat. He did not dare to say more, and even his voice seemed a little unclear, because whenever he spoke, it would involve his face.  The gap made him feel excruciating pain.  In fact, at this time, he just felt the danger intuitively, but in fact, he did not really feel it.He sensed that someone was hiding in the void trying to ambush him.  The question just now was just a test, but unexpectedly someone in the void responded seriously.  "Guess!" A woman's voice contained a hint of teasing, echoing in his ears.  The moment the sound rang out, the young monk suddenly reached out and pushed to both sides. The clouds surging in the surrounding void condensed into water droplets in an instant, and with the empty push of his hands, they spread around like hidden weapons.  ??????????? There was a loud sound of water droplets splashing through the air, showing how powerful the power contained in these water droplets was.  However, there was another burst of "giggle" laughter in the void, and the original woman's voice sounded: "You want to find me in such a simple way, you are too underestimated!" High-altitude clouds  There was a cold wind blowing in the middle, and the young monk's consciousness swept around again and again, but unfortunately he never found any clues. His forehead was already covered with cold sweat.  "Who are you, Your Excellency? Why don't you come out and see me? Such secretive behavior makes people look down on you." The young monk's provocation method was very clumsy.  The voice in the void came again, saying: "Come out to see me? Do you want to remember the little girl's appearance, and then escape back to the Feiliu Sword Sect to take revenge?" The young monk's expression changed drastically when he heard this.  , a sword light suddenly spurted out from his mouth, and it instantly divided into hundreds of sword energy, shooting towards the surrounding void. The sharp sword energy almost split the surrounding void with a sharp roar.  "Why, are you so angry that you don't even bother to cover up your sword skills?" A voice continued to tease the monk's heartstrings.  The young monk stretched out his hand, and a ray of light fell into his palm and turned into a three-foot flying sword like autumn water. He said in a deep voice: "How do you know that I am a disciple of the Feiliu Sword Sect?" "Huh? You really did.  He's from the Feiliu Sword Sect!" The woman's voice made the young monk's face change again, and he said angrily: "Are you deceiving me?" The tone of the woman hidden in the void changed, and she said coldly: "What are you doing?  Who is behind you, Xia Yuan? Or Dongliu? "The young monk said coldly: "You don't know everything, so why bother asking me again?"  The flying sword suddenly shot out, and with a stroke towards the left side of him, a bright sword energy enveloped him.  "Oh no, you actually discovered it!" The void where the sword energy was shrouded suddenly surged, and a dim figure suddenly appeared, and then moved dexterously among the fluctuations in the void, and unexpectedly happened at the last moment.  Avoiding the sword energy offensive of the young monk.  "Ghost clan!" The young monk screamed strangely. It was obvious that the identity of the other party was beyond his expectation, but the flying sword in his hand never stopped at all. The flying sword danced in the air and struck out several more times in an instant.  The sword energy, which meandered in the void like running water, blocked the space where the ghost cultivator was moving around from different directions, forcing the ghost cultivator to fight him head-on.  The monk's purpose is very direct. Although the ghost cultivator's methods are hard to guard against, once he is exposed and confronts people head-on, he will often fall into a disadvantage.  However, the monk never thought that there could be only one ghost king hiding in the void.  The cool breeze blew from the back of his neck, making his hair stand on end for a moment. However, when he noticed the sword light coming from behind, it was too late to parry or dodge.  A flash of cold light flashed, and the young monk's six-yang leader suddenly rolled up, followed by blood drops spraying all over the sky.  With a "swish" sound, a folding fan appeared in the void and fanned it, and the blood beads that were originally splashing everywhere were suddenly swept away.  Zhong Jiu pretended to be graceful and appeared from the void holding a folding fan. He looked distressed and shook his head while saying: "You must be careless. The noble blood descendant of Yama has been seen through.  He said that he was almost forced to fight head-on. Alas, it seems that Miss Bao has been away from the ghost clan for too long and has almost forgotten how to be a ghost cultivator. "The sword cultivator of the Feiliu Sword Sect is dead.  , but the several rays of sword light he slashed did not disappear, but continued to surround Bao Yu'er. After Zhong Jiu took the opportunity to attack the sword cultivator, instead of helping him, he  He started teasing Bao Yuer, as if he was deliberately trying to make her suffer.  However, he heard a scream, and Bao Yuer suddenly held a pair of daggers and slashed a few rays of light in front of him.??, there was a clanging sound in the void, and the sword energy that came towards him was actually broken by Bao Yuer's head-on collision.  On the other end, after all, he had long forgotten to fan the folding fan in his hand. He looked at Bao Yu'er with a dumbfounded expression, and then he remembered to point his finger at her and said: "You, you, you, you actually forcibly broke the opponent's fan.  Magical swordsmanship?" Bao Yu'er struck a few beautiful sword flowers with a pair of daggers in his hands. He glanced at Zhong Jiu and said, "What, is it weird?" Zhong Jiu swallowed and said with difficulty: "This  It shouldn't be the way ghost cultivators fight enemies, right? " "It's rare to see a lot of weird things!" Bao Yu'er rolled his eyes at him and muttered in a low voice, and then said to Void: "Sister Xiu'er, that sword cultivator from the Feiliu Sword Sect just now.  How did you find me?" There was no response in the void, but Zhong Jiu muttered: "You don't have to ask, the monks of Feiliu Sword Sect are not only good at swordsmanship, but they are also good at magical powers of the water lineage.  That person must have discovered your hiding place through the surge of water vapor in the void." Bao Yu'er glared at Zhong Jiu. For some reason, Zhong Jiu was feeling embarrassed for no reason. Could it be that.  Is it because she just destroyed the magical swordsmanship of the Feiliu Sword Sect monk?  "Sister Xiu'er?" Bao Yu'er called out again, but Yang Junxiu didn't respond, which gave Bao Yu'er a bad premonition.  "Look over there, the direction overseas!" Yang Junxiu's deep voice finally came, but the tone made people feel a little sad.  When Bao Yu'er and Zhong Jiu heard this, they quickly turned their heads and used some secret magic powers that could extend their gaze towards the overseas direction. Then they each let out an exclamation.  "Is the sky falling?" Bao Yu'er murmured to himself.
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