687: C687 Remnants continued

C687 Remnants continued

The old man of the barbarian race had sold a high-grade magic treasure to Yang Junshan for a precious rank secret magic skill. The Shi family had given up a precious body forging secret skill for a high-grade Buddhist item. Now, Wu Shuo was also in need of a batch of magic treasures. Although Yang Junshan had some understanding of the situation of the alien cultivators, he had never thought that it would be this bad.

Yang Junshan looked around, the four True Demonic cultivators were gathered together, it was impossible to not notice, so he said softly: "This is not the place to talk, let's return to the hive guest room first."

Everyone returned to the inn. Just as they sat down in the guest room, Wu Shuo said with a smile, "Brother Yang's cultivation has advanced at an incredible speed over the years, but I've fallen far behind!"

Yang Junshan was about to say something with a smile, but his expression suddenly changed. He turned his eyes towards the door of the guest room, and everyone stopped talking when they saw him.

Yang Junxiu didn't think much of it and called for someone to come in. She saw a servant girl, a three-foot beehive, carrying a pot of tea. She bowed and said, "Please change the tea into some tea."

No one said a word. The wings behind the Bee Man flapped, flying to the table to change the tea that had been served overnight. He then looked at the crowd, saying, "Esteemed guests, please have some tea," before leaving.

After the Jade Bee Maiden left, Bao Yu'er smiled and said, "This Bee Girl is quite bold and bold. A lesser demon of the Spiritual Demon Realm is quite generous in front of us."

Yang Junshan did not say anything. Instead, he casually used the True Nine Supremes to place a restriction in the room to prevent anyone from eavesdropping. Then he said to Wu Shuo, "Brother Wu, what's going on?"

After Wu Shuo's explanation, Yang Junshan finally understood that Wu Shuo's tribe had encountered great difficulties.

Not only was the only one of our tribe seriously injured, the rest of our tribe has also suffered heavy casualties. It seems that most of the Shaman cultivators who were sent to our tribe from the Ancient Desolation Jedi were not willing to join our tribe, which prevented the recovery of our lost vitality. In addition to the damage caused by the magic treasures of our tribe, our tribe's strength has already fallen to the bottom of the valley.

Our tribe has contributed the most in this war, and we have suffered the most damage, but we have received the least compensation in the end. The other few clans have completely disregarded the friendship of our clans, sitting down and watching our elders' injuries worsen, for the sake of splitting up our clans, but right now, our tribe is in a panic, and there are even people who have secretly connected with other tribes to seek a way out for themselves. Although I have done some things for my tribe, my status is still very low.

In the end, I heard that there was a Demon Cultivator Exchange at the Yanzhou City's Qu Wu Mountain that attracted quite a few foreign powers to join. Thus, I came here with the intention to give it a try, but I never thought that I would see a fish bag in the marketplace, and never expected that you, Brother Yang, would actually come here.

Yang Junshan listened to Wu Shuo's general story and could not help but ask, "Brother Wu, from what you're saying, it seems like the situation of the foreign forces is not too optimistic?"

Wu Shuo thought for a moment, then said: "Overall, we should be able to maintain the balance of power, mainly because the number one sect of the Xi Prefecture, the Purple Wind Sect, is too powerful, and the few foreign forces have not benefited in front of this sect. However, the Xi Prefecture is so big, but the other sects might not be able to maintain the initiative in front of the foreign forces.

Yang Junshan sighed, "As expected of the top cultivation sect!"

Wu Shuo's face was filled with hope as he asked, "Brother Yang, do you really have a magic tool?"

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Indeed. When the Jade Province's Buried Heavens Ruins opened, my luck was not bad. I managed to snatch a magical treasure that fell from a huge ship in the sky. I obtained dozens of extraterrestrial treasures, including two magic tools and eight or nine magical equipment, all of them high to low quality."

"So many?"

As he said this, he hurriedly took out a storage bag and shook it, "Hualala!" Dozens of items fell out, and he said, "Brother Yang, these are the treasures that the tribe gave me in exchange for the magic tools before we came out. If you have your eyes on them, you can take them all, even if it means taking them all.

It was obvious that the tribe that Wu Shuo belonged to was in a bad situation.

Yang Junshan looked at the few items on the ground and smiled, "Good, then I won't stand on ceremony with you!"

He scanned through the few dozen treasures with his Spiritual Sense and found something that piqued his interest.

"Heart of Earth?"

Yang Junshan took out two fist-sized, light golden rocks from the pile. Feeling the pure soil elemental energy inside, he couldn't help but ask in surprise.

The Witch clan cultivators had a special ability, which was to condense the pure source energy in their body into something and form a condensed crystal source. Normally, the witches from the tribe in the rear would condense the Heart of the Earth Spirit and the Guang Ming tribe would condense the Heart of the Wood Spirit.

When Yang Junshan was in the peach forest at the Coldjade mountain range, he had once forced a Profound Handle Witch to use the Peach of Immortality to form the Wood Spirit Heart. After that, because of the assistance of the Wood Spirit Heart, Yang Junxin's cultivation had increased by leaps and bounds.

Wu Shuo nodded and said, "These two hearts of the Earth Spirit were given to me by the two seniors of the Profound Handle before they left the tribe. Each of them contains the condensed source of their energy for three years."

Yang Junshan put away the two pieces of Earth Spirit's Heart and picked up a low grade totem and three magic tools. Wu Shuo didn't say anything upon seeing this, and Yang Junshan naturally knew that these were the spoils of war that his tribe obtained after killing the tribesmen, and there was even a complete inheritance jade plate in it. Yang Junshan didn't even look at the contents and casually picked it out.

Wu Shuo was stunned for a moment and said, "Brother Yang, why are you only taking these few items? Could it be that the things I brought don't catch your eye?"

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "I know that these spiritual tools, magic tools, inheritances are not valuable in your eyes, so if it was anyone else, I would not hold back, and I would definitely pick them out as I please. But you and me, we brothers, I will not take advantage of you on this point; one spiritual tool for a spiritual weapon, I have nine rank magic tools, so I will exchange them for two Earth Spirit Pills, three magic tools, and a inheritance jade board."

Wu Shuo still wanted to be humble, but he was stopped by Yang Junshan. He said, "Brother Wu, I know your tribe is in its most difficult times now. You should save these things and bring them back. Perhaps in the future, the tribe can recover a little bit more."2

Wu Shuo showed gratitude on his face as he said, "Brother Yang, you … sigh … thank you for your great kindness. In the future, if I am of use to you, I will definitely go through fire and water."

Yang Junshan joked, "Brother Wu, you better remember this well. In the future, anyone who has a friend who wants you to go through fire and water will not be a true friend."

It was actually a mid-grade magic treasure. Yang Junshan said, "Those ten magic treasures were a transaction between me and your tribe just now, but this magic treasure is a gift from my old friend here to you."

Wu Shuo was startled at first, but quickly refused. "No way, this is a mid-ranked magic treasure. This magic treasure is almost comparable to the ten magic treasures from before. How can we use it like that?"

"How can I not?"

Yang Junshan's face darkened and said, "Brother Wu, the public and the public are private. You and I have fought through many life and death situations together. Don't tell me that we can't even match up to a single magic treasure?"

However, you also said that friends should help each other out. I heard from Bao Yu'er that you took the risk to participate in the trade fair this time to request for a batch of foreign spirit materials. Although I'm unable to help, I still have dozens of crystal bricks, you can take them first. "" Yes, Brother Yang.

As Wu Shuo spoke, he took out a wooden chest from his storage magic treasure. After opening it, he poured out the twenty to thirty crystal bricks from the chest.

"Huh?"

Wu Shuo was too fast for Yang Junshan to stop him, but soon his attention shifted from the crystal bricks to the leather pads on the bottom of the boxes.

Yang Junshan opened a few pieces of leather, and picked out an item that looked like a map with many lines on it. He flipped it over and over, and smiled, "Brother Wu, where did you get this map from? Maybe I will be earning this map from you?"

Seeing that Yang Junshan seemed to be interested in such a map, Wu Shuo scratched his head and thought for a while, "He should have gotten it in the Ancient Desolation Jedi, fighting against each other at that time. I don't remember it clearly, like he got it in a remote place in the Ancient Desolation Jedi when he was being chased down."

"Look at this!"

Yang Junshan rummaged through his storage ring for a moment, and then took out a map fragment of the same material. The two fragments only had a small part of the same material, and the bottom of the two were sewn closely together, and there seemed to be a big piece missing between the two pieces.

This fragment map on Yang Junshan's body was obtained from the storage magic treasure of the rich fourth generations of the Purple Wind Sect. On the remnant map, there was a big word 'Wasteland', and on the fragment map that Wu Shuo had found in the Ancient Desolation Jedi, there was a word 'Absolute'.

"A word like 'Desolate' or 'Absolute', and Brother Wu's map is from the ancient dead zone. It seems like this map definitely represents the ancient dead zone. As for what exactly is inside this map, I'm afraid it will only show up when I find the other two."

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Today was the day after and tomorrow was the day after.

Since he didn't return home during August 15th, he would be able to take advantage of the National Day holiday to visit his relatives. The 3rd would have three days to push for his return, and at that time, he would only erupt during autumn.

At the same time, he thanked the various dao friends for their strong support in September, allowing Sleeping Autumn to once again enter the top ten of the monthly ticket rankings.

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