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- When Yang Junshan came back from the Immortal Palace, he happened to encounter Yang Junping who was furious.
In the execution hall, the core disciples of the Yang family who participated in the siege of the Jinwu sect in the southwest of Yucheng knelt in a row. Yang Qinyao and Yang Qinxi knelt at the front, bearing Yang Junping's full anger.
"You are so brave to ambush real monks. Are you going to heaven? If you, Senior Sister Ding, hadn't arrived in time, would you still be alive?"
Yang Junping almost didn¡¯t need to think about it to know whose idea it was. No one else would dare to do it except his own lawless baby daughter.
Yang Qinyao was dissatisfied and said: "We are not acting recklessly. We have the formation given by our uncle and we have carefully planned it."
"ha!"
Yang Junping laughed angrily, but his expression became more and more furious: "The things your uncle left for you are to save your lives, not to fight for your life! And you plan carefully? How much do you know about the strength of real-life monks? Do you know the relationship between each other? What¡¯s the result?¡±
Yang Qinyao didn¡¯t speak, but her face was still unconvinced. Yang Qinxi beside her had been kneeling there without saying a word from the beginning.
Yang Qincong behind him looked at Yang Qincong who was kneeling in front, but his back was still straight, and he mustered up his courage and said: "Uncle Jiu, actually we have expected the result that the battle method cannot trap the opponent's real person, so We informed Junior Sister Ding in advance, and in fact we persisted until Junior Sister Ding arrived. Although our plan was risky, it was still comprehensive. "
"fart!"
Yang Junping rudely interrupted Yang Qincong and said: "You don't have to defend him. You are the oldest and most mature here, but why didn't you stop it in advance? Even if you couldn't stop it, why didn't you appeal in advance? Your The third mistake!¡±
Yang Junping is now on the verge of rage. He is almost, almost, his two children will die, and several core disciples that the family has cultivated for many years will be lost. How can he not be frightened and angry at the same time? His rage is not only Venting is even more scary!
"However, his daughter obviously does not understand his good intentions, but in the future he will understand that he is doing her good.
When Yang Junshan returned to Xishan, he heard Yang Junping roaring alone in the torture hall. Looking around, there was only Yang Junxin outside the torture hall, looking inside, but he did not go in.
"Little sister, have you finished refining your pulse-fixing compass?"
Yang Junshan's voice sounded behind Yang Junxin without any warning, startling her.
"Brother, you are going to scare people to death!"
Yang Junxin patted her chest with a lingering fear on her face, then pouted her lips towards the execution hall and said: "Second brother is mad. This time he is really angry. Several juniors don't know how high the sky is and they actually went to ambush a Golden Crow sect." The real-life monks who sneaked into Yucheng area, if Rulan hadn't gone there in time, they might not be able to come back. "
Yang Junshan nodded and said, "I already know."
Yang Junxin said: "Then why don't you go in and take a look? I'm afraid you are the only one who can prevent my second brother from getting angry at this time."
"Shall I go in?"
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "To persuade your second brother to calm down, wouldn't it be a disguised encouragement to their arrogance? I don't have that leisure now."
Yang Junshan turned around to leave, but Yang Junxin said quietly from behind: "Brother, you are floating in the clouds more and more now, and you are almost losing your popularity."
Yang Junshan smiled and walked out without looking back.
Yang Qinyao¡¯s stubborn voice came from the torture hall again: ¡°I am not wrong, even if I fail, I can still save it¡±
"Crack!"
A loud slap interrupted Yang Qinyao's voice, and the entire torture hall fell into silence, followed by Yang Junping's roar that almost overturned the entire torture hall: "Shut up! Do you still have the nerve to say it?"
"Second brother, second brother, what are you doing? If the child does something wrong, scold him if he deserves it, punish him if he deserves it. Why are you beating your child?"
Yang Junxin¡¯s voice soon came over, and soon it turned into a quarrel between Yang Junping and Yang Junxin.
Yang Junshan smiled bitterly and shook his head. Yang Qinyao and Yang Qinxi did have life-saving means, but it could only save the lives of the two of them.
"Go away, you two go to Luoxialing, seal your cultivation and go mining, and you are not allowed to return to Xishan within three years!"
Yang Junshan¡¯s voice suppressed Yang Junxin, and then he said: ¡°You and the rest of you, go to Lingzhang County now. Each of you will open up ten acres of spiritual land with your own hands. Remember, do it yourself, and don¡¯t do it for others!¡±
After a while, Yang Qinyao covered her face and ran out first, but she saw Yang Junshan in the distance.Looking at her with an expression on his face, tears suddenly burst from his face that had remained stubborn and unsatisfied, and he ran away as if running away.
Yang Qincong ran out immediately, obviously chasing Yang Qinyao, but when he saw Yang Junshan's figure in the distance, he was startled at first, and then he felt that he was staring at Yang Junshan without any emotion. His scalp was numb, he bowed hastily, and then hurriedly chased Yang Qinyao.
After that, several younger disciples who participated in the ambush of the real person of the Golden Crow Sect came out one after another with their heads lowered in despair. When they saw Yang Junshan watching them from a distance, they fled like bereaved dogs one by one.
Yang Junping and Yang Junxin came out last. They seemed to be arguing about something, but even Yang Junxin might not have thought that Yang Junshan had not left. When they saw Yang Junshan, they were slightly shocked and walked towards him.
"How is the investigation of the Golden Crow Sect going?" Yang Junshan asked.
"Within the family's sphere of influence, there are harvests everywhere. It seems that the Golden Crow Sect has determined that Old Thirteen is the murderer, and actually sent so many people to infiltrate to find out the news."
Yang Junshan frowned and said, "Do you think they are here for Old Thirteen?"
Yang Junping said in astonishment: "Isn't it true? Old Thirteen killed the young master of the Golden Crow Sect and took away his treasure Yanyang Pot."
Yang Junshan was noncommittal and said: "It seems that you haven't realized the true meaning of Taoist monks yet. Keep investigating. I'm afraid things are not that simple."
Yang Junshan was about to leave, but he paused slightly. After a moment, he saw Yang Junhao coming over and said, "I want to ask some questions. The Golden Crow Sect is asking about the Burial Tianxu."
Almost following Yang Junhao, Su Baozhang also came over and said: "Teacher has also heard about the Golden Crow Sect. He asked me to tell you that based on the information he has collected over the years about Zangtian Xu, Zangtian I¡¯m afraid the market will open again, within the next seven or eight years at the latest.¡±
"But what's going on with the Jinwu Sect?" Yang Junhao said¡ª¡ª
Yang Junshan went to the secret realm of the attic. Yang Junqi and Yan Qinxi were weaving gauze with Sang Xun'er. All these gauze were made of spiritual silk. Over the years, Sang Xing'er had weaved some ordinary yarn in the spiritual mulberry forest in the secret realm of the attic. The breeding of spiritual silkworms has been very successful, and now it is possible to weave silkworm cocoons into gauze, which can then be used to make spiritual robes.
In addition to meeting the needs of some Yang clan members, the remaining robes are going to be sold at the Yang clan's residence in the Immortal Palace.
"Fourth brother, why are you here?"
It was Yang Junqi who was the first to notice that Yang Junshan had entered. Although Yan Qinxi had the highest level of cultivation among the three, in fact, besides Yang Junshan, the one with the strongest control over the secret realm of the attic was Yang Junqi.
"I'll pick some mulberries." Yang Junshan smiled and said, "But this time I want the Lingmulberry King tree."
Yang Junqi looked at Sang Chen'er. She had always taken care of the Lingmulberry Forest with her own hands.
"Fourth brother, wait a moment, I'll pick some."
Sang Chen'er stood up and walked towards Sang Lin. In fact, they were not too far away from Sang Lin.
"What does Fourth Brother want from the mulberries of the Lingmulang King Tree?" Yang Junqi asked.
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "When I go to the Immortal Palace to do a business, I need to give people some snacks first."
The mulberries from the Lingmulang King Tree were completely considered spiritual delicacies, but now they were just making snacks for others. Yang Junqi knew that it was better not to ask more questions.
Yang Junshan saw that she just said "oh" and stopped talking, so he smiled and said: "Ten sister, be ready next time, the family resources should be tilted towards you, and strive to advance to the Xuangang realm as soon as possible."
Yan Qinxi heard this and said, "What, but have you encountered something difficult again?"
Yan Qinxi knew that he had discussed with Yang Junping and Yang Junxin at Chaoyang Peak about the increasing number of Yang cultivators and how to control them.
"The Immortal Palace needs one person to stay permanently. I can't spare the time. Everyone else has their own duties and there are not enough manpower."
Yang Junqi pointed at Yan Qinxi and said with a smile: "Isn't the fourth sister-in-law a ready-made person? She is also a cultivator in the Xuan Gang realm. Let the fourth sister-in-law take care of the children at home, which is a huge loss of talent."
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Now this child really cannot lack discipline. Your fourth sister-in-law has a long way to go. It's better for you, the tenth sister, to take action yourself!"
Naturally, Yan Qinxi couldn¡¯t just take care of her children in Xishan, and Yang Junshan just felt it for a moment.
When Yang Junshan came to the Immortal Palace again with a pack of mulberries harvested from the secret realm, he saw the reception boy talking to a strange monk.
Seeing Yang Junshan come out of the air escape formation, he greeted the boy and said with a smile: "Here he is, it's him"??¡±
Yang Junshan and the strange monk interacted with each other. Yang Junshan looked a little weird. If this was not a fairy palace, Yang Junshan would have even suspected that the person in front of him was a Taoist stone monster with a body only the size of an ordinary person.
The entire body of this puppet is made of stone. It looks extremely rough. The body is also covered with a layer of dust. The movement of turning around is extremely slow, and there are gravel and sand from time to time in the "creeping" sound. Falling from the body, Yang Junshan even doubted whether the body would immediately soften and fall apart in the next moment.
The voice that greeted the boy sounded at the right time and said: "This is an old friend of mine I told you about. He has been sleeping for decades and his whole body has become dull. But it doesn't matter. As long as those two Give him a colorless crystal and he will come back to life immediately."
After the introduction, the boy immediately changed his voice and said, "I've finished my work, and you can talk among yourselves next. By the way, where is my fruit?"
Yang Junshan handed over the paper bag in his hand.
The boy opened it and said, "Why is it a mulberry again? Hey, no, this is a mulberry from the Lingmulberry King tree. Good stuff, not bad! Old man, you won't suffer a loss with this little guy."
Yang Junshan turned his head and smiled at the earth and stone puppet, and said, "How do you call me my friend?"
The earth and stone puppet lowered its head slightly, as if recalling its own name, and then slowly said word by word: "Thick-earth-"
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