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Baiqueshan Chapter 927: Chance Encounter

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    After Sang Wuji left, Yang Junshan quickly caught up with Yang Junhao and others from behind. Because he could confirm that no one from the Lingyi Sect would be chasing him, Yang Junhao and others were not too fast.

    Although they knew something must have happened when Yang Junshan stayed, Yang Junshan didn't say anything, so they didn't ask any more questions.

    After the four of them passed through Yang County, the dense border forest at the junction of Sangzhou and Yuzhou appeared in front of them.

    After the arrival of extraterritorial forces, the dense forest on the border also became an ideal place for extraterritorial forces to occupy. Yang Junshan and the three of them still did not dare to be careless. They each restrained their movements and tried to fly over from high altitude.

    But;;;; novels. +. Shortly after the four people just stepped into the border dense forest, a Gao Xuan Buddhist name stopped the glory at the foot of Yang Junshan.

    "Why do we need to kill all the donors? They are just children. God is kind to us, so please be merciful and spare their lives!"

    The voice came again from the dense forest on the border below, and it did sound very familiar.

    "Fourth brother?"

    Yang Junhao asked in a low voice from the side.

    "Let's go down and have a look!"

    Yang Junshan took the lead in lowering the escape light, and Yang Junhao and others followed behind and fell into the dense forest.

    "People from the Shi clan outside the territory!"

    An exclamation came from the distance, followed by waves of spiritual power fluctuations. Apparently many people were secretly condensing their true spiritual power. However, judging from the fluctuations in spiritual power, it seemed that the person who just spoke and  His companion's cultivation level is not too strong.

    "What are you afraid of? He is the only one. Junior Brother Wei and I will pester him. You guys will kill the brats behind him. Even if we have completed the mission, let's go together!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice shouting the Buddha's name again, followed by a continuous chaotic loud noise, violent spiritual energy fluctuations, and then a child's tragic death.  The shout came, and the loud voice of the Buddha suddenly said angrily: "Shu Zi, how dare you do this? Do you really want to force this poor monk to kill him?"

    The previous voice that encouraged others to take action was full of joking again: "Bald Bald, are you really from outside the territory? Don't you people from outside the territory all call us monks 'natives'? If you want to get rid of them, how can you be like this?"  But are you protecting the ¡®indigenous people¡¯ you call them?¡±

    "All living beings are equal, no matter in this world or outside the world, it is natural that no one kills anyone, let alone a few children!"

    The joking voice came again: "Bald Bald, are you really from outside the territory? I have never seen you Shi clan people, but I have never seen you like this. Do you want to be a saint?"

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

    "You guys really deserve to die, this poor monk is going to kill you today!"

    A wave of more ferocious fluctuations came, followed by several muffled hums. The joking voice before was no longer as relaxed as before. He said nervously: "The idea is prickly, you guys hurry up, bald, dare to intervene.  The affairs of our Tianling Sect have been recorded in today¡¯s account, and we will reciprocate as courtesy in the future!¡±

    As soon as this voice fell, a low shout was suddenly heard from the dense forest: "Help, no one will be spared!"

    "Who is it? Tianlingmen is working here"

    "I'll kill these idiots from your Tianling Sect!"

    A low shout came, and a burst of fire suddenly broke through the air, instantly igniting a wave of fire in the forest. However, this wave of fire did not burn the grass and trees nearby, but enveloped several low-level monks from the Tianling Sect.  , it turned into ashes without even a scream.

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

    A Xuangang Realm monk seemed to be the leader. When he saw someone suddenly coming out of the dense forest, he immediately gave up chasing a few children who were fleeing in the forest, and called the other disciples to retreat.

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

    "you¡­¡­"

    The monk was about to take action when he suddenly noticed a flash of black shadow in front of his eyes, followed by a tightening around his body but he was completely imprisoned. When he looked down, he saw a bead chain wrapped around his body, which made his body feel real.  Yuandu was completely imprisoned.

    The moment he raised his head, the monk standing in front of him suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the forehead of the Xuangang monk. The Lingmen monk could not avoid it that day, and his eyes suddenly lost color, and he stood there in a daze.  There, the whole person was silent, but the skin between the eyebrows that Yang Junshan had just touched began to harden into a blue-gray color.

    Several other low-level monks from Tianling Sect were killed by Yang JunHe easily caught up and killed them, but Yang Junqi and Sang Chen'er found more than a dozen children who ran into the dense forest while taking advantage of the chaos.

    Yang Junshan passed the body of the Tianling Sect Xuangang monk, looked at the bald and burly Buddhist monk behind him, and said with a smile: "Great monk, we meet again!"

    Jiahui Monk clasped his hands together and said, "It's so good, so good. I haven't seen you for many years. The benefactor of Junshan is still the same, but his cultivation has become more and more sophisticated. The poor monk is far behind."

    Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Does the great monk also have the desire to win in his heart? However, the great monk's cultivation has also improved. I am afraid he is now at the peak of Tiangang, right?"

    Jiahui still performed the Buddhist rituals meticulously and said: "Ashamed, ashamed!"

    "Hey, by the way, what happened to these children? How did they get chased by people from the Tianling Sect?"

    The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Yang Junshan suddenly asked.

    Jiahui shook his head and said: "This poor monk doesn't know either. The poor monk originally planned to go north to visit Almsgiver Yang, but he never expected to encounter these monks who claimed to be Tianling Sect and were hunting down more than a dozen children here, so  He tried to stop them, but the poor monk couldn't protect him, so several children were killed. "

    Yang Junshan turned around and saw that Yang Junqi and Sang Chen'er were already comforting the remaining twelve children. It seemed that they had gained some trust from the children and were asking them something.

    However, although these children had been rescued by Jiahui before, when they looked at Jiahui, none of them showed gratitude on their faces, and no one came forward to say thank you. There was even a hint of hostility in their eyes.  On the contrary, Yang Junqi and Sang Chen'er seemed to be quite grateful and trusted by the children.

    Yang Junshan thought about it and understood it in his heart, and said with a smile: "Monk, don't mind, you are an outsider after all, and the children still misunderstand you."

    Jiahui shook his head and said: "The poor monk only distinguishes between good and evil when doing things, and does not look at his face, not to mention he is only a child."

    Yang Junshan smiled and said: "The monk has great wisdom and big 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 expression suddenly became a little embarrassed, but he still said: ¡°I feel ashamed, but I have to come to ask for something from Donor Yang.¡±

    No need for Jiahui to say anything else, Yang Junshan had already thought about it, patted his head, and said with a smile: "It was my negligence. This matter was promised to the great monk many years ago, but it seems that Yang  It¡¯s time to congratulate the monk. Is your cassock ready?¡±

    Hearing this, Jiahui also had a hint of joy on his face and said: "Although it is not perfect, it is almost completed. As long as the donor donates a bunch of thousand-year-old ice silk, you can get the treasured cassock."

    Without saying a word, Yang Junshan took out a bunch of snow-white silk from the storage ring. The surrounding area suddenly felt cool because of the bunch of silk.

    Yang Junshan smiled and said: "In fact, this bunch of silk has been prepared for you, monk. I came to Sangzhou this time with the intention of looking for you. However, something happened suddenly and offended Lingyi Sect."  , I had to run away in a hurry, but I had already forgotten about this matter. Fortunately, God¡¯s will is here to let us meet here. "

    Even though Jiahui has been practicing for many years, when he saw this bunch of thousand-year-old ice silk, his expression couldn't help but bring a hint of joy, and he said with a smile: "With this thing, a poor monk's cassock can be made."

    Yang Junshan handed the ice silk silk to Jiahui and saw a rosary wrapped around his hand. He had just used this rosary to immobilize the Xuan Gang Realm monk from the Tianling Sect, so he smiled and asked, "Shi  Three treasures of the clan, is this your second treasure?¡±

    Jiahui handed the rosary beads in his hand to Yang Junshan to play with and said: "This is a thousand-wood bead, made from thousand-year-old spiritual wood. The poor monk originally planned to find 108 kinds of thousand-year-old spiritual wood to make 108 rosary beads.  Unfortunately, in Sangzhou, which is known as the State of Ancient Trees, the poor monk has only been able to collect eighteen rosary beads over the years. "

    Yang Junshan was surprised when he heard this: "One hundred and eight kinds of thousand-year-old spiritual trees? Is your ambition a bit ambitious?"

    "It all depends on man-made things, not to mention that eighteen of these things can be used, thirty-six of them can be used, forty-nine and eighty-one can be used, and one hundred and eight can just make this treasure complete."

    Yang Junshan asked again: "Do you have to have a thousand-year spiritual tree?"

    Jiahui shook his head and said: "Of course not. Ordinary tree species naturally need spiritual energy to nourish them for thousands of years before they can become useful. If there are different types of spiritual materials, it will naturally not take thousands of years."

    "Then what do you think of this thing?"

    Yang Junshan said, taking out a piece of wood and throwing it into Jiahui's hands.

    Jiahui¡¯s expression changed as he took the piece of wood, and he opened his mouth and said, ¡°The poplar tree demon?¡±

    At this moment, it was Yang Junshan's turn to be stunned and said, "Do you recognize this thing?"

    Jiahui seems to be extremely loyalHe was determined and said: "This is the original thing left behind after Yang Shu cultivated successfully and turned into a spirit demon. However, this thing should come from the root system, not the branches."

    Yang Junshan was also sincerely convinced after hearing Jiahui's judgment. This object was indeed torn off by Yang Yang from a dead root system of the body. The spirit demon is a treasure. Yang Junshan had already ordered her to remove the leaves, branches, and trees she had eliminated.  Collect all the roots and other things and do not throw them away at will.

    "Can I use them to make the rosary beads in your hand?"

    Jiahui flipped his wrist and the wooden block disappeared, saying: "This poor monk is so disrespectful!"

    Yang Junshan pointed at him and laughed and said: "You, a monk, don't have a trace of ascetic compassion, but you are exactly like the Seven Angers."

    While Yang Junshan was chatting with Jiahui, Yang Junqi and three others on the other side had already asked several children about what happened.

    Yang Junhao hurried over, glanced at Jiahui, and said, "Fourth brother is a descendant of Qianqinmen."

    Yang Junshan suddenly turned his head, only to see Yang Junhao shaking his head and saying: "They are all dead. The Tianling Sect raided the Thousand Birds Sect's station in the dense forest on the border. These children escaped only after their elders fought to the death to cover them.  "

    Today I can¡¯t do the third update because of Kavin, sorry!
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