558: C558 Peach of Immortality

C558 Peach of Immortality

"Be careful!"

Her magic weapon was a long hook, which could be used to lock down the opponent's magic weapon.

Surprisingly, this ray of light was abnormally soft. Lanying's magic equipment clearly caught this ray of light that had suddenly appeared. That ray of light had lightly circled around the long hook, causing her to be unable to block it.

Lan Ying didn't have the time to stop him even though she could only see the light. The ray of light landed on Jia He's body and coiled around him, binding him tightly. Yet, Lan Ying couldn't even move.

However, Jia He's wind cone continued smashing towards him. Jia He couldn't avoid it and could only watch as his body was pierced, pierced, and torn apart by the wind cone until his consciousness fell into the abyss.

In this moment of life and death, the tacit understanding shown by the two unknown human cultivators was simply amazing. This joint attack of the two not only resolved the three cultivators' predicament of being surrounded and dying, but also successfully killed one of their opponents. This allowed the two sides to immediately regain their balance.

This time, Yang Junshan was standing under a huge peach tree dozens of feet away, without the need for any questions from Lanying and Old Poison. After the cultivator who broke out of the encirclement withdrew his wind cone, he looked pale and embarrassed.

Yang Junshan calmly took two steps forward. He had already reached the cultivator's side and stood by his side, facing Lanying and Old Poison.

The cultivator straightened his back, looked Yang Junshan up and down, and said in a low voice, "This time, I lost. You got lucky."

Yang Junshan spoke seriously, "Your words are wrong. You haven't seen it for yourself. How do you know that I will get all the benefits?"

The cultivator said indignantly, "You brat, you clearly took advantage of us, but you still acted so obediently. Other than a few allied alien cultivators, who else could it be but you?"

Yang Junshan asked, "How do you know that there are only two human cultivators in this Red Mist Mountain? Furthermore, your lives have been saved by me. If I were to pretend to be deaf and mute, your brother would be dead even if I were to die.

The cultivator immediately said in a low voice, aggrieved, "How is there no justice? The benefits are all in vain. Saying a few words makes one unable to speak. Ah, right, what's your name?"

Yang Junshan didn't know whether this man was heartless or just pretending, but he still answered, "I am Yang Junshan from Yuzhou!"

"Someone from Yuzhou." That cultivator was clearly skeptical. This place was even closer to Liangzhou, but it was still far from Yuzhou. However, he nodded his head and said, "I am Daoist Master Qingfeng, a mere rogue cultivator."

Yang Junshan naturally noticed the suspicion in Daoist Master Qingfeng's eyes, but he didn't bother to explain. However, after hearing him call himself a "rogue cultivator", he seriously sized him up.

When Daoist Master Qingfeng was facing the combined attacks of Lan Ying and the other two alien cultivators, Yang Junshan had personally witnessed it. For him to be able to endure for so long under the combined attacks of the three alien cultivators, even a Successor Disciple from a large sect wouldn't be able to do this.

At least Yang Junshan thought that he wouldn't be able to withstand the combined attacks of the three alien cultivators from before. Of course, if Yang Junshan's cultivation had also advanced to the Xuan Core realm, that would be another story.

"Are you two done yet?"

Seeing Yang Junshan and Daoist Master Qing Feng meet up, Lan Ying and Old Poison's expression became even gloomier. Lan Ying couldn't hold it in anymore and interrupted them with a loud shout.

The two of them were slightly stunned as they looked at the two alien cultivators on the opposite side. Lan Ying then asked in a low voice, "Who exactly killed Yuan Kong?"

Although the two of them had teamed up with each other to kill Jia He, they didn't even know each other's names when they met each other. Obviously, the two of them weren't in the same group.

A matter that had originally been a given was now unfolding. A small group of five had now lost three members, and the ownership of the item became uncertain.

Yang Junshan and Qing Feng looked at each other, but no one seemed to be interested in answering. Yang Junshan suddenly turned his head and looked at Old Poison, who had been silent beside Lanying.

Looking at Yang Junshan's forced smile, Old Poison's face, which was covered by many ornaments, slightly changed. Qing Feng, who was at the side, noticed Yang Junshan's expression and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yang Junshan chuckled and said, "It seems that you are quite knowledgeable about poisons."

Adept Clearwind immediately jumped up and said, "What? Did I not notice that I just used a poisonous technique?"

Daoist Master Qingfeng paused, then looked at Yang Junshan and asked, "How did you find out?"

Yang Junshan replied without turning his head, "You don't even fear the Peach Blossom mists that fill the sky when you enter this Red Mist Mountain. Are you afraid of any other poisonous abilities?"

Yang Junshan realized that Daoist Master Qing Feng's train of thought seemed to be out of bounds. Without waiting for him to speak, Yang Junshan directly asked Lanying, who was standing opposite him, "Then, what is the constitution of this Witch clan cultivator?"

Lan Ying sniggered and said, "We've only done it once. The people of my Shaman Tribe have always fought against the heavens and the earth. Who do we have to be afraid of?"1

Yang Junshan twitched his mouth, and jumped up from the top of the mountain towards the top of the giant peach tree, which was about ten miles in radius.

"Eh, where are you going?" Seeing this, Daoist Master Qingfeng also leaped into the air and chased after Yang Junshan.

"Looking for the Immortality Peach, didn't you venture into the Red Mist Mountain this time for the Immortality Peach?"

While Yang Junshan was talking, he took out another storage bag from his bosom. With a wave of his hand, the magnetic force swept over everything, and the huge spirit fruit was instantly put away in the storage bag.

"Ah, Immortality Peach, there's Immortality Peach in this Red Mist Mountain?" Daoist Master Qingfeng let out a loud shout and then said, "About that, I actually want to find a piece of Thunderbolt Peach Tree in the peach forest to refine a suitable magic treasure."

Yang Junshan was stunned, but his hands were not idle. With a sweep of the magnetic precious light, dozens of Spirit Peaches the size of a child's head were collected.

Daoist Master Qingfeng curiously asked, "Aren't you looking for the Peach of Immortality? Why are all of the Peach of Immortality randomly collected? It can't be that the entire tree is filled with Peach of Immortality, right?"

Yang Junshan looked at him, but his hands didn't stop moving. He asked instead, "How long can you stay in this Red Mist Mountain?"

Daoist Master Qingfeng was not dissatisfied with Yang Junshan changing the topic, so he replied, "More than two hours. The Peach Blossom Barrier here is too powerful, we won't be able to stay here for much longer, but if we find the Thunderbolt Tree and refine it into a magic treasure, then we won't need to be afraid of entering this Red Mist Mountain."

Yang Junshan looked at Lanying and Old Poison under the tree. They seemed to have guessed what Yang Junshan was going to do and also started to move towards the top of the tree. Obviously, they wanted to follow Yang Junshan's example, so he asked, "Do you know the direction of the Peach of Immortality?"

Adept Clearwind was startled. "There are, but …"

"However, it takes too long to figure out the direction of the real Peach of Immortality. Unless you encounter the Peach of Immortality from the start, you don't have the time to check every single one of the fruits on the huge peach tree."

Daoist Master Qingfeng immediately understood and said, "So since you don't have time to find the real Immortality Peach, why don't you just pick all the Spirit Peaches in the tree before slowly going back to verify?"

Yang Junshan pouted and said, "If you don't want to help, there's a two-thirds chance that these two alien cultivators will get to help."

In the blink of an eye, Daoist Master Qingfeng saw Lanying gently wave his hand and the dozens of Spirit Peaches on the branch all fell into her cloth bag.

Apparently, the two of them understood Yang Junshan's purpose and tried their best to collect the peach trees.

Adept Clearwind, seeing this, said loudly, "Watch me. I'll pick them too!"

His figure turned into the wind as he moved through the treetops. Whenever he passed by nearby Spirit Peaches, he would take them away with him. After a while, behind Daoist Master Qingfeng, there were dozens of Spirit Peach formed a long line by the wind. Then, he turned around and opened a storage bag.

On the mountaintop, the huge treetop covered an area of almost ten acres. In addition, the treetops were covered with luxuriant foliage, and the four cultivators were surrounded by dense foliage that quickly concealed their respective auras. Even their voices were quite muffled, making it so that no one knew where they were.

Yang Junshan was shuttling through the treetops. Since he was the first one to make a move, he naturally harvested quite a few peaches, about a hundred in a row.

At this moment, the Spirit Peaches on the huge peach tree had been harvested by the four of them. They would often bump into each other while walking around the tree crown. However, they all maintained a tacit understanding of each other and restrained themselves.

Yang Junshan was walking among the leaves. From a distance, he saw two or three Spirit Peaches hanging between the leaves. They were probably missed, so a magnetic light extended from his fingertips, wanting to pick these three Spirit Peaches.

However, just when the Yuan Magnet Treasure Light touched the three Spirit Peaches, the entire peach tree suddenly started to shake. Under Yang Junshan's astonished gaze, the three peach trees suddenly started to shrink.

Not only that, the originally lush and verdant peach leaves started to turn yellow and fall off one by one. The lush green branches also gradually lost their luster, slowly turning into withered branches like old tree bark that had lost its moisture.

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