855: C855 tonifying the sky

C855 tonifying the sky

Seeing Yang Junshan's faint smile, Zhang Yue Ming calmed down from her slight panic due to his appearance, and asked in a deep voice, "How did you discover me?"

Yang Junshan laughed involuntarily, "Brother Zhang, when you first snuck into the vicinity of the tree, you were discovered by me and old Taoist Yan. However, just now, when we were retreating, I realized that Brother Zhang was still staying here, so I decided to leave Senior Yan to see what you were up to."

As he said that, Yang Junshan looked at the lump of mud in Zhang Yue Ming's palm that was shining with starlight, and said, "I never thought that Brother Zhang would actually be able to find such a treasure here. According to Brother Zhang, this thing is called 'Heaven Mending Mud'? Yet, the name of this item has such a grand tone.

Zhang Yue Ming looked at Yang Junshan with an uncertain expression. If he had been a little more confident, he would have fought with Yang Junshan long ago, but he knew that he was no match for him. Furthermore, if he fought with him, it would attract the attention of others.

"What are you trying to do?" The aura around Zhang Yue Ming's body began to fluctuate. This was not because he was unable to control his cultivation, but rather, he was preparing to unleash it.

Yang Junshan didn't seem to care about Zhang Yue Ming's caution at all, and continued to smile, "Looks like Brother Zhang is really nervous about this item. However, you and I are both Jade State cultivators, so it's not good to kill each other in this Ancient Desolation Jedi. However, Brother Zhang, should I take half of what you have?"

Hearing Yang Junshan's first half of his sentence, Zhang Yue Ming let out a sigh of relief, but the latter half of his sentence made him jump up like a cat with its tail stepped on, "Don't even think about it, this is something that I have collected. Why should I give it to you? If you have the ability, then gather them yourself? "

Yang Junshan glanced at Zhang Yue Ming's closed palms and said, "Brother Zhang, you were just collecting the Heaven Mending Mud and you must be using some kind of secret technique of the sect. Yang Junshan looked at Zhang Yue's closed palms and said," Brother Zhang, you were just collecting the Heaven Mending Mud and you must be using some kind of secret technique of the sect.

An Earth Origin Token rose from behind her, Zhang Yueming fiercely said, "Yang Junshan, are you really forcing me to make a move?"

Yang Junshan's eyes flashed dangerously as he said with a smile, "Brother Zhang, are you sure you are my match?"

Zhang Yue Ming's expression turned to one of hesitation and struggle. Then, her expression hardened as a dangerous aura burst forth from the bottom of the mountain. She said, "You can come and try!"

Yang Junshan slightly narrowed his eyes, but in reality, the dangerous light in his eyes was jumping fast. However, Yang Junshan suddenly revealed a smile and said: "Brother Zhang, you don't need to do this, since that secret technique is passed down in your sect, then I, Yang, will not covet it. However, I think Brother Zhang should take the next half!"

Zhang Yue Ming laughed coldly, "You're courting death!"

Yang Junshan remained unmoved and said, "Brother Zhang, have you thought of a trump card? Even if you can get out of this Ancient Desolation, can you still return to Yuzhou's Heaven Shaking Sect?"

Zhang Yuemin's expression changed. The aura that she was about to muster suddenly disappeared that even Yang Junshan dreaded. Yang Junshan was still smiling, as if it was certain that Zhang Yuemin would not dare to make a move.

With a flick of her palm, a third of the mass of mud that was emitting starlight was squeezed out of her palm. Zhang Yue Ming threw it onto the ground and said, "That's it. If you want more, then you and I will have a fight!"

He then ignored Yang Junshan, turned around and left the place with the light. Yang Junshan didn't even try to stop him.

Yang Junshan stretched out his hand. That lump of mud flew into his palm from the ground, and he carefully examined it.

And at this time, atop the Great Summit of the Dantian, the spirit artifact, the pangolin, jumped up and down making a ruckus, "Why, why didn't you snatch the things on him? What a good chance, what a good chance! That person isn't your match at all, how can he possibly hurt you with what I have on him? Steal his things, then silence that person. Once you leave this Ancient Desolation Jedi, who would know that you were the one to do it? And if my main body can get more fragments, the power will also increase greatly! "

Yang Junshan's spiritual consciousness snorted: "The Ancient Desolation Jedi only have cultivators. It's fine that everyone has a few treasures to protect themselves, but if even the Taoist Ancestor could not manage to obtain one, what do you think would happen in the Ancient Desolation Jedi?" What happens after we leave the Ancient Desolation Jedi? "

In fact, the conversation between Yang Junshan and Zhang Yueming was heard by everyone. The Pangolin did its best to not miss this opportunity to collect the Body Fragment, so it said unwillingly, "A few more pieces and my power will increase, what's the risk?" Even if it is only a fragment, don't forget that it was a fragment from the past that helped you block the deadly attack of the Purple Wind Sect's Great Aura Grandmaster. "

Yang Junshan had originally thought that after stealing Zhang Yueming's trump card outside the Heaven Shaking Peak's secret realm, the Heaven Shaking Sect would no longer have a Dao Artifact in their hands. However, he didn't expect Zhang Yueming to still have a Dao Artifact fragment on his, it was just that the one foot long item in Zhang Yueming's hand was actually very weak in the sense of the pangolin, and he only said that it wasn't the original body of the trump card at all, but rather just a piece or two of the broken pieces of the original body.

Yang Junshan was too lazy to explain anymore, so he asked the Heaven Mending Mud in his hand, "Tell me, the reason why we were able to find this place wasn't because of the sapling, but because it resonated with you. Zhang Yueming also came for this item, so he must have wanted to use it on his trump card."

The Pangolin rolled on the peak and said with a bit of confusion: "I don't know, but I feel that this thing will benefit my body. How about you use my body for a try?"

Yang Junshan could feel a terrifying power contained within this small clump of mud. However, this power was extremely restrained and could not be easily triggered. However, it did not seem to have any effect on Jiuren Quintessential Essence.

Yang Junshan naturally turned a deaf ear to the Pangolin's suggestion. He would take out his trump card to give it a try, but it was definitely not now.

However, what surprised Yang Junshan was that after carefully searching through the inheritance jade board of Daoist Master Sheng, there weren't any records of the Heaven Mending Mud. There were also quite a few records about the Life-Force Fruit and the sixty-one tree, but none of them mentioned the Heaven Mud contained in the soil beneath the sixty-six tree!

Did the Purple Wind Sect not know that there was a Heaven Mending Mud under A Zi tree, or did they not know that there was such a precious treasure as the Heaven Mending Mud?

Yang Junshan was silent for a moment. The Nine Flying zhen yuan in his palm had been lingering around the small lump of Heaven Mending Mud to feel it. Although he did not dare to directly communicate with the power contained within the Heaven Mending Mud, he seemed to have discovered something new.

"Huh?"

Yang Junshan's expression changed as his nine man zhen yuan rotated around the ball of Heaven Mending Mud in his palm. The dirt and fog that had scattered but still remained in the air started to gather towards his palm again. However, the dirt and dust was too minute and the gathering speed was extremely slow.0

Yang Junshan's heart thumped, and the rotation of the Nine-man zhen yuan in his palm suddenly accelerated by one fold. The floating dirt and soil immediately gathered faster, and even when he spread out his spiritual sense, he faintly noticed that there seemed to be something moved in the soil on the ground, and it was gathering towards his palm.

Yang Junshan thought to himself that there was a way out. His zhen yuan circulation speed had doubled again. The dust in the air had already turned back into gray mist, which was gathering towards his palm.

When he increased the rotation speed of his palm's true essence to four times its original speed, the range of attraction for the dirt and soil doubled, and the gathering speed and density of the dust and dirt towards his palm far exceeded that of Zhang Yueming's.

This time, Yang Junshan discovered that the spinning speed at which he was able to control the nine man true essence had not reached its limit, so he increased it another fold, reaching five times the initial speed. However, the range of absorption this time around did not increase, but the Heaven Mending Mud that was a foot deep in the soil had all been extracted.

However, was the secret technique that Zhang Yue Ming used to collect the Heaven Mending Mud so simple?

If it was really that simple, then why didn't anyone find the Heaven Mending Mud here before?

Could it be because of the nine man true essence?

Yang Junshan was stunned for a moment, then reacted. With a stomp of his feet, the soil on the ground started to churn, and fresh soil appeared. The Heaven Mud dust contained in it was absorbed once again, and the speed of gathering the Heaven Mud in his palm returned to its original speed.

Yang Junshan took a deep breath, and tried to speed up the circulation of his Zhen Yuan in his palm. This time, it was a lot more difficult, and when he finally increased the rotation speed to six times, no matter if it was the speed, scope, or depth, it didn't increase.

Just when Yang Junshan was slightly disappointed, he was surprised to discover that not only was the Heaven Mud around them still being absorbed, but something was also being excluded from the Heaven Mud in his palm. The Heaven Mud in his group, which had exceeded Zhang Yueming's collection just now, started to gradually shrink, but the layer of starlight that appeared within it only grew brighter.

This is... Purification?

At this moment, Yang Junshan had already reached the limit of circulating the nine man zhen yuan in his palm, the soil on the ground continued to churn and change until it was no longer covered with dirt and dust. When Yang Junshan had expanded the scope of the search to search for it, he still found nothing, and the volume of the Heaven Mending Mud in Yang Junshan's hand, even after being purified, had gradually surpassed the impure Heaven Mending Mud that Zhang Yue Ming had collected earlier.

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