1147: C1147 chance

C1147 chance

Time flies.

In the blink of an eye, more than two years had passed since Yang Junshan returned from Yanzhou.

The war for the "Infernal domain's blood capital" proceeded like a raging fire. It was unknown when the various sects would give up. However, Daoist Ziyuan seemed to be addicted to it, and the cultivators of the Yang clan of the Western Mountain had already rotated around Yu City.

In the past two years, the Yang family didn't seem to have suffered much. They were in closed-door seclusion and training. The only thing that people were talking about was that the wife of Daofather Junshan was pregnant again.

This was already the third direct descendant of Daofather Junshan, while the Yang clan's ancestors had already passed down their legacy for more than a hundred years to the fifth generation.

On this day, a streak of light broke the long silence of the Yang family in the western mountains.

At the Western Mountain's welcoming cliff, Yang Junshan looked at the person with a strange gaze and smiled, "Senior Sang, rare guests, are you here to see my thirteenth family? "Old Thirteen is currently in closed door cultivation. Senior, please wait a moment. Junior will go call Thirteenth Sister-in-law and the child to come see you."

However, Sang Wuji's gloomy face quickly made Yang Junshan realize that he was not here to visit relatives and friends.

Indeed, Sang Wuji waved his hand and said with an ugly expression: "No need to call them, I am only here to find you."

"Looking for me?"

Yang Junshan was taken aback at first. Then, his face turned serious as he led Sang Wuji to the pavilion and offered him some tea. Then, he asked in a deep voice, "May I ask what senior has requested?"

Sang Wuji closed his eyes as he was sipping his tea. After a while, he sighed and said, "Blueflower is dead!"

"Dead?"

Yang Junshan was stunned at first, but soon his expression changed, and he asked in a low voice, "Was it you who killed him?"

The grudge between Sang Wuji and the blue anemone had lasted for hundreds of years. Yang Junshan naturally knew the reason behind it, so the moment he heard the news, his first reaction was to attack Sang Wuji.

If the Daoist Master Blueflower was the head of the Spirit Apostle Sect, then his death was not a small matter. Perhaps there was some huge disturbance, and with his relationship with Sang Wuji, Yang Junhao, and his family, Yang Junshan was already thinking about how to deal with the Spirit Apostle Sect's retaliation.

Unexpectedly, just as Yang Junshan's killing intent rose up in his heart, Sang Wuji's words turned the killing intent on his face into astonishment: "I didn't kill him. He didn't go over during the lightning tribulation and died."

After a short pause, Sang Wuji added, "I've been turned into ashes!"

Yang Junshan was stunned for a long time, at first, he didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. Finally, he restrained himself and asked: "The grand head of the Spirit Apostle Sect, with the protection of the sect's ancestor and the support of his sect's cultivators, with the backing of the Spirit Apostle Sect for tens of thousands of years and his own hundreds of years of cultivation, how could he not go through a single thunder tribulation?"

Sang Wuji glared at him and said: "Brat, do you think crossing the Thunder Tribulations is as simple as eating and drinking? Which one of them didn't have a narrow escape from death after undergoing the thunder tribulation? "

Yang Junshan smiled in embarrassment, but there were still some doubts in his mind.

Sure enough, Sang Wuji sighed and said: "Speaking of which, it's not hard for him to get past the Lightning Calamity." Indeed, Sang Wuji sighed and said: "It's not hard for him to get through the Lightning Calamity.

Yang Junshan was shocked, "He wants to walk the path of that Golden Body Immortal?"

Even though Yang Junshan was surprised by the Blue Sunflower Founder's actions, but from Sang Wuji's words, it was obvious that he was putting too much pressure on the Daoist. Therefore, Sang Wuji might have some ulterior motives behind the death of the Daoist.

What shocked Yang Junshan even more was that Sang Wuji had actually given the Spirit Apostle, Daoist Blueflower Sect, a great sect head. What kind of pressure did he feel when he won the fight in the sect?

Could it be that Sang Wuji also walked the path of the Golden Body Immortal?

It had to be known that Sang Wuji's legacy did not have much to do with the Spirit Apostle Sect. His main legacy was the legacy of the Daoist from the Heaven Constitution, so it was not impossible for him to continue on the path of the Golden Body Immortal.

Seeing Yang Junshan's bewildered expression, Sang Wuji understood what he was thinking. Thus, he said: "I am not on the path to becoming a Golden Body Immortal."

"Oh." Yang Junshan said softly.

However, immediately after, Sang Wuji's voice rang out, "However, when I went through the tribulation, I managed to condense two dao arts and one precious art. If I can condense a Taoist fruit and peek into the immortal realm, I'm confident that I can attain at least two immortal arts."

Yang Junshan heard Sang Wuji say "at least" clearly. He let out a cry of surprise and then said: "A precious technique or a sacred art? Senior actually managed to condense a Heavenly Treasure's sacred art during the process of the thunder tribulation? "0

Sang Wuji glanced at him and asked: "You don't think it's worth it?"

Without waiting for Yang Junshan to nod his head, he explained, "The power of the top thirty on the list is close to that of the Dao." Without waiting for Yang Junshan to nod his head, he explained, "The power of the top thirty is close to that of the Dao.

Sang Wuji paused here, and then gave the astonished Yang Junshan a big surprise: "For example, the 17th Heavenly Constitution Finger, which is ranked 61st on the list, and the 101st Heaven and Earth Finger, which is ranked 42nd on the list, can be combined with the Yin Yang Finger, which is ranked 61st on the list!"

Yang Junshan heard this and finally calmed himself down. He said, "The Blue Sunflower Daoist has passed away. Senior has finally gotten his revenge. You should be happy about it. Why do you look so sad now?"

"Hey, thinking about me and that blue anemone. Sigh, forget it, I won't say anymore. "

Sang Wuji waved his hand and said, "When I faked my death to escape from the sea for so many years, my original goal was to return to the mainland to avenge myself. Now that my enemy is dead, I lost my way for a moment. Sigh …"

Yang Junshan laughed out loud and said, "Senior, you may be disappointed with the death of Blueflower, but to say that you have come this far is to rely on a hateful wish. I don't believe that."

Just as Yang Junshan finished his words, Sang Wuji suddenly burst out in laughter and said: "You are a very smart boy, and I knew I couldn't hide it from you. Well, I'll tell you what, after Blueflower died, there was a senior from the sect who came out and wanted me to return to the sect to resolve my old grudge."

"Senior from the sect?"

Yang Junshan was shocked. Sang Wuji was a cultivator of the Lightning Calamity Realm himself, so even though the Spiritual Spill Sect had his seniors, they definitely did not have the ability to make him hesitate with a single sentence.

Yang Junshan rolled his eyes and said, "When you were innocent, was there a 'senior' from the sect who stood up for you?"

"Hahaha!" Sang Wuji pointed at Yang Junshan and laughed again, "I think so too, but this senior is not like the others. According to seniority, he is my martial granduncle, and when that happened, he was far away, but he was powerless as well. Not to mention that I was only a cultivator at the small realm back then, how could he see through me?"

Yang Junshan secretly thought: That's right, that's right. For the Burning Heaven Clan to have an Immortal Ancestor, even if the Spirit Apostle Sect of a top sect was a little weaker, how weak could it be? Who could be sure that Spirit Apostle Sect didn't exist?

However, he said, "In the past, Senior did not enter my eyes, but now I do. Hehe!"

His tone was full of provocation.

Sang Wuji slapped his thigh and said: "This old man also thinks so. Why should I care?"

"Unfortunately, I have no choice but to lower my head when I am under the roof. That senior had a graciousness toward me back then, and although it was an unintentional action, and he didn't mind, a graciousness is a graciousness. Furthermore, hehe, do you dare to disobey the Immortal's decree?"

Yang Junshan immediately understood what was going on, but he still had some doubts, so he asked, "So, why did you come this time?"

Sang Wuji said, "This old man understands that the Spirit Apostle Sect welcomes this old man's return and is willing to turn the tables on me. Besides the death of the blue sunflower, this old man is also a thunder tribulation cultivator."

Heh heh, I can return in order to repay you for your kindness, but the legacy left behind by Daofather Tianxian has nothing to do with the Spirit Apostle Sect. Therefore, I have come here today to leave this legacy behind.

Yang Junshan could not believe it, and said, "How can we do that? Moreover, Thirteenth Sister-in-law is here. "

Sang Wuji waved his hand and said, "I understand my daughter. She cannot inherit the inheritance of the Heavenly Constitution Daofather. Otherwise, how could I have let that foolish brother of yours benefit from my daughter?"

Yang Junshan hesitated, "There are also three sons and daughters, Yang Qin, An Qin Jin and Sang Qin Li."

The three surnames of Yang Junhao's children could be considered unique since they had inherited the Yang, An, and Sang lineages.

Sang Wuji's face looked even worse, "I can't do it, he's with his father, and the other two kids haven't grown up yet. I don't have the time and patience to wait, but I will do what I want, don't say too much, do you want to help or not?"

Yang Junshan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just as he was about to speak, an imposing aura burst forth from the western mountain and swept away most of the spiritual qi in the area.

"Eh, this wood elemental energy is quite dense, and what I'm training in is a cultivation method of the Spirit Apostle Sect, hm?" Life and luck burst forth. What a pure life origin energy! Haha, good luck and good luck, this old man's inheritance will fall onto this person's body! "

Sang Wuji suddenly stood up. Without waiting for Yang Junshan, he started to walk towards the source of the roaring qi.

In the pavilion, Yang Junshan was stunned. After a long while, he couldn't help but laugh and said, "This is indeed a coincidence. It is a good opportunity for you, Tenth Sister."

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