629: C629 Mood

C629 Mood

Yang Junshan didn't have many opportunities to make a move after entering the Nan Xuan Swamp, but he didn't care about the loss of his internal energy. With full force, he was able to get out of the swamp and enter the city within a day.

Yang Junshan judged the direction and headed westward. He passed by 50 miles south of Chenyu County, and soon he felt a terrifying surge of spiritual power coming from there.

Yang Junshan had a clear understanding of this level of spiritual energy. It was back when he met the Spiritual Spill Sect's Heavenly Dipper Realm cultivator, Daoist Master Bluejade, in Sang Prefecture's Yang Prefecture.

Yang Junshan was shocked. The person guarding the Chenyu County of the Heaven Shaking Sect was Spiritual Master Qin Cai. With his strength, he definitely did not need to use a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign. Even if he did, it would be impossible for his to persist until now.

Then there was only one possibility: Chenyu County had fallen, and Daoist Master Qing Shuang had come to support them. He had come to fight against the alien cultivators that had taken over Chenyu County.

Yang Junshan naturally tried his best to avoid such a big battle.

Unexpectedly, while Yang Junshan was still heading towards Mengyu County, a strange movement came from his dantian. Since the last time he forcefully controlled his mace to kill the Green Elf, the Weapon Spirit Pangolin, who had been in a deep sleep, suddenly turned over on the dantian's peak. It woke up!

"I sense it!"

Yang Junshan was stunned, and said, "What?" What did you sense? "

"Fragment, my original body's fragment!" Pangolin swore solemnly.

"What?"

Yang Junshan was surprised and asked, "Where?"

The pangolin crouched backwards and raised its forelimbs to point towards the direction where the spiritual energy fluctuation just came from. It said, "That direction is the direction of a large piece of my original body!"

Yang Junshan knew who had the fragment on him without a second thought. However, right now, he didn't have the ability to snatch the fragment from Daoist Master Qing Shuang. Even if he had, it wasn't the time for them to be at each other's throats.

"However, thinking back to the time when he killed the Green Elf, how powerful would the mace be if he could obtain a large part of the mace from Daoist Master Qing Mu's body?"

Yang Junshan had no choice but to suppress the unwillingness in his heart. He turned around and continued to fly towards Mengyu County.

In the city of Chenyu County, the angry Daoist Master Qing Shuang had killed a barbarian cultivator. However, he could not even find the corpse of Spiritual Master Qin Cai.

Yang Junshan had just entered the border of Mengyu County when he heard the cry of an eagle. When he raised his head to look into the distance, he saw an ice falcon flying towards him.

Yang Junshan waved his hand at it, and the falcon immediately circled around him, bringing the falcon back from the Arctic Icecap only a few years ago. Because of the basic demonic cultivation skills Yang Junshan taught him, the falcon had already reached the Demonic Spiritual Realm.

Yang Junshan took out a bamboo tube from its leg, and took out a letter from it. After he unfolded it, he started to frown.

Even though he had expected this, he had never thought that the situation in the south of the Yuzhou would develop to such an extent in just a few days!

Chen Ji was killed by Xu Jingjing, who was transformed by the illusions of the Mystic Clan, Meng Yu County, and Western Mountain Village. He was heavily injured by Yang Tian Gang and Yang Junhao, who had just advanced to the Gale Condensation Realm.

Yang Junshan suddenly realized that none of his worries had happened. On the contrary, there seemed to be nothing for him to do now that he had returned to Mengyu County.

Yang Junshan was lost for a while!

No matter what Yang Junshan thought, right now, the entire Yang Family was watching the development of the situation with excitement and nervousness. However, Yang Junshan's return seemed to have injected a shot of strength into the entire Yang Family!

There was no one who was happier than Yang Junhao.

"Fourth brother, I've advanced to the Mortal Realm!" This fellow was showing off.

"Good, good job!"

Even though Yang Junshan had already heard about this news, when he truly felt the hot air around Yang Junhao's body, he couldn't help but be happy. For a family like the Yang family, every extra cultivator of the Mortal Realm meant that the Yang family's strength had improved a lot.

Yang Junhao felt even more elated as he heard this and said, "Then what does the family plan to do next? Fourth brother, you have a long journey ahead of you. Why don't you temporarily take charge of the west mountain while I go to the county city to help third uncle?"

Yang Junshan didn't realize Yang Junhao's thoughts, so he waved his hand and said, "No, no, your cultivation has just advanced. Yang Junshan didn't realize Yang Junhao's thoughts, waved his hand and said," No, no, your cultivation has just advanced.

With that, Yang Junshan handed over the Spiritual Bead and Jade Marrow Coins he brought back from the swamp this time to Yang Junhao, telling him to place them in the Spirit Spring Room to nurture the eighth spirit vein. After that, he left, leaving Yang Junhao standing alone on the western mountain.

In the alchemy room, Peng Shitong looked at Yang Junshan's box of Ghost Mushrooms on the floor and said, "Where did you come from? Why are there so many?"

Yang Junshan smiled: "Found it in the Nan Xuan Swamp, but don't tell anyone about this. For now, just focus on refining the Martial Spirit Pill, and when things have settled down, the family will hold an internal competition and select the most outstanding disciples, regardless of whether they are from the main branch, will give out Martial Spirit Pills to help them break through to the Martial Mortal Realm. At the same time, they will also choose a group of disciples who usually contribute a lot to the family, even if there is no possibility of advancing further in the future, they will be forced into the Martial Spirit Dan realm as a reward for contributing to the family."

Peng Shitong hurriedly interrupted Yang Junshan, saying, "Wait, you can't be thinking of giving away all the completed Martial Spirit Pills, right? "But if you don't do it like that, then the Ghost Mushroom is something that can only be encountered by chance and not sought after. Other clans and powers, even within sects, will leave behind enough Martial Spirit Pills to consume in the future."

Yang Junshan smiled, "Of course I know that. Aren't you very confident in your alchemy skills? The higher your success rate is, the more Martial Spirit Pills I can give you as a reward."

As the two of them were talking, a young woman led a boy who was five or six years old in.

Seeing this, Peng Shitong hurriedly called out, "Sister-in-law, you're here!"

The young woman smiled and said: "Miss Peng, let me send you some extracted spiritual herbs' essence."

With that, the young woman looked at Yang Junshan and smiled, "So the young master is here too. Chang'an greet the young master quickly!"

The boy looked at Yang Junshan timidly, laughed and said, "Greetings, Young Patriarch!"

An unnatural look flashed across Yang Junshan's face, he smiled and said, "Sister-in-law is acting like a stranger, Brother BaoZhang is my senior brother, you should call me Junior Brother!"

He then squatted down and said, "Chang'an, you have to call me uncle from now on. You're not allowed to call me junior family head!"

The little boy nodded as if he understood something.

This young woman was the daughter-in-law that Su Bao Zhang had married after their relationship was settled, and the little boy, Su Changan, was naturally Su Bao Zhang's son.

Yang Junshan stood up and asked, "Sister-in-law, has Chang An started cultivating?"

Zhang Yi heard this and said, "His father has already taught him the body refinement technique. He is now trying to build his foundation by body refinement!"

Yang Junshan nodded, and said with a smile, "After the child's spiritual cavities are tested, he will become my disciple, and be my senior disciple!"

Not only was Zhang Yi stunned by these words, even Peng Shitong was stunned. He quickly reacted and pulled Zhang Yi by the collar. He saw Zhang Yi's tears fall as he knelt down and said, "I thank Junior Brother on behalf of Chang An!"

He wanted to push Su Changan down to the ground and kowtow to Yang Junshan, causing a child to cry out of fear.

Yang Junshan signaled Peng Shitong to help the mother and son up, then advised them to send the child back. Yang Junshan wanted to say something, but was unable to do so in the end.

Peng Shitong returned to the alchemy room and saw Yang Junshan's troubled expression. He smiled and said, "What? The entire village and the clan's burden is on you and your son, and now you still need to worry about the relationship between husband and wife?"

Yang Junshan didn't know what to say, but he heard Peng Shitong say, "This matter can't be blamed on Su Bao Zhang Wuqing. Yang Junshan didn't know what to say, but he heard Peng Shitong say:" This matter can't be blamed on Su Bao Zhang Wuqing.

Yang Junshan thought for a while, but didn't know what to say. He said, "It's not good."

Peng Shitong said, "I've also advised Little Qi, but Little Qi said she would wait. You know Little Qi's character, beating her up is just like hitting a calabash, but she also has a weakness. If she's determined, then even nine bulls won't be able to pull her back."

Yang Junshan frowned and said, "Wait?"

Peng Shitong said matter-of-factly, "It is a matter of waiting, or rather speaking, sister-in-law Zhang Yi had once tried to break through into the Martial Disciple realm. However, because of her excessive failure and the fact that she damaged her spiritual cavities, she no longer has the chance to advance into the Martial Disciple realm and the remaining lifespan is only sixty to seventy years. Both Su Bao Zhang and Little Qi have the chance to break through to the Martial Disciple realm."

Yang Junshan didn't know what to say anymore.

Peng Shitong saw the situation and said, "You came here for the matter regarding Su Bao Zhang's family and Xiaoqi?"

Yang Junshan suddenly woke up from his stupor and said, "Of course not, I am rushing to the county city right now."

Peng Shitong nodded and said, "That's it then. These are not things you should be worrying about. You are currently burdened with the Yang Family's life and death, not a girl's love life!"2

After leaving Xishan Village, Yang Junshan flew away for a long time before suddenly letting out a "heh" laugh. His knowledge and insight was actually inferior to a woman's, and even Peng Shitong knew what he should do now.

In the world of cultivation, which cultivator with the slightest bit of achievements didn't have a lifespan of several hundred years?

Throughout this long journey of life, regardless of how many times a male or female cultivator changed their dao partner, or how many male or female male partners they had, there was really no need for too many things.

What's more, Yang Junqi and Su Baozhang had no intention of bowing to him. She was just worrying for nothing.

Yang Junshan was suddenly enlightened, and his mind shifted to the situation in Mengyu County. He started to think about how he could maximize the Yang family's benefits under such a complicated situation.

At this moment, a Buddhist prayer suddenly came from the forest ahead. Yang Junshan was stunned for a moment before a smile broke out on his face. As the light slowly faded away, a tall and sturdy Shi Clan cultivator walked out from the forest.

Yang Junshan cupped his hands and smiled, "Monk, I haven't seen you for years, your cultivation base is getting deeper and deeper!"

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The third chapter was about to begin. It said that during this period of time, Sleeping Autumn has gained a few Alliance Masters and Golden Alliance Masters, but they were confined to Sleeping Autumn Turtle and could not be updated any further. Today, they were finally able to write an extra chapter.

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