After Yang Junshan entered Nanxuan Swamp, he had few opportunities to take action, but he did not consider the loss of real energy in his body at all. With all his strength to escape, he left the swamp and entered Fangshi Town in just one day.
Yang Junshan briefly discerned the direction, then headed west, passing by fifty miles south of Chenyu County, and then felt the frightening spiritual turmoil coming from Chenyu County.
Yang Junshan had a clear understanding of this level of spiritual power turmoil when he encountered Qingyu Zhenren, a Tiangang realm monk of Lingyi Sect in Yangjun, Sangzhou.
Yang Junshan was shocked. It was Master Qin Cai who was guarding Chenyu County in the Shaking Sky Sect. With Master Qin Cai's strength, there was absolutely no need for monks from outside the Tiangang Realm to take action. Even if he did, Master Qin Cai would not be able to persist until now.
Then there is only one possibility. Chenyu County has fallen, and Qingshu Zhenren came to support and fight against the foreign monks who captured Chenyu County.
Yang Junshan naturally wanted to avoid such a battle as much as possible.
Unexpectedly, when Yang Junshan continued to move towards Mengyu County, there was a strange movement in the Dantian. Ever since the last time he forcibly controlled the stone mace to kill the real Qingyu, the pangolin, which had fallen into a deep sleep, suddenly appeared in the Dantian. Jufeng turned over and woke up!
"I noticed it!"
Yang Junshan was startled and said, "What? Did you notice something?"
"Fragments, fragments of my body!" the pangolin said swornly.
"What?"
Yang Junshan was taken aback and asked quickly: "Where is it?"
The pangolin squatted back, raised its forelimbs and pointed in the direction of the spiritual turmoil caused by the Tiangang Realm monk, and said: "There, in that direction, there is a large fragment of my body!"
Yang Junshan almost knew who the fragment was on without even thinking about it, but let alone his inability to snatch the fragment from the hands of Master Qingshu now, even if he had the ability, now was not the time to fight to the death with Shaking Tianzong.
But think about the power of the stone mace when the master Qingyu was killed. If a larger fragment of the stone mace can be obtained from the master Qingshu, how powerful will the stone mace be? "
Yang Junshan could only suppress the unwillingness rising in his heart, turned around and continued flying towards Mengyu County.
In Chenyu County, the angry Master Qingshu forcibly killed a real-level monk of the Barbarian tribe, but he could not even find the body of Master Qin Cai!
As soon as Yang Junshan entered the boundary of Mengyu County, an eagle cry suddenly came from the sky. When he looked up, he saw an ice eagle flying towards him.
Yang Junshan waved towards it, and the cold eagle immediately circled around him. It had only been a few years since he brought this cold eagle back from the far north ice field, because he had practiced the basic demon cultivation skills taught by Yang Junshan. , this Hanying already had the cultivation level of the spirit demon realm.
Yang Junshan reached out and took out a bamboo tube from its foot, poured out a piece of letterhead, opened it and looked at it, and suddenly frowned.
Although he had expected it, he never expected that in just a few days, the situation in southern Yu County would have developed to such an extent!
Chen Jizhen was attacked and killed by Xu Jing, who was transformed by the fantasy monk. Mengyu County was destroyed. The soul boy Venerable broke into Xishan Village. He was severely wounded by Yang Tiangang and Yang Junhao, who had just advanced to the Jugang Realm and Huagang Realm, and escaped with the help of a large formation. Yang Tiangang succeeded in counterattacking the county town, and Huniu slaughtered all the Kailing sect's headquarters in Huangsha Town.
Yang Junshan suddenly found that none of his worries had happened. On the contrary, he seemed to have nothing to do when he returned to Mengyu County.
Yang Junshan was at a loss for a moment, which was rare!
No matter what Yang Junshan thinks, at this time, everyone in the Xishan Yang family is filled with excitement but also apprehension.
I was paying attention to the development of things, but Yang Junshan's return at this time was like a shot in the arm of the entire Yang family!
Among them, the happiest person is Yang Junhao.
"Fourth brother, I have advanced to the real person realm!" This guy showed off.
"Okay, good job!"
Although Yang Junshan already knew the news, when he really felt the hot aura around Yang Junhao, he couldn't help but feel happy. For a family like the Yang family, every additional real-life monk , which means that Yang's strength has been greatly improved.
When Yang Junhao heard this, he felt even more happy and said: "Then what are the family going to do next? Fourth brother, you are tired from the journey, why don't you stay in Xishan for the time being, while I go to the county to help my third uncle?"
Yang Junshan was not aware of Yang Junhao's little thoughts, and waved his hand, saying: "No, no, no, you have just advanced in cultivation. For the time being, you can sit in the family and consolidate your cultivation. Now that I have returned, we have enough manpower, so No more risks for you.”
With that said, Yang Junshan handed over the pregnancy spirit beads and chalcedony coins he brought back from the swamp this time to Yang Junhao, asking him to place them in the secret room of Lingquan to nurture the eighth spiritual vein, and then left, leaving only Yang Junhao stood alone on the Western Mountain in a daze, and after a long time he said: "There is nothing new to say, both father and son said almost the same thing!"
In the alchemy room, Peng Shitong looked at the box full of ghost-faced mushrooms placed on the ground by Yang Junshan and said, "Where did they come from? Why are there so many?"
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "I found it in Nanxuan Swamp, but don't tell anyone about it. During this period, you just need to concentrate on refining the Martial Spirit Pill. After the matter calms down, the family will hold an internal competition to select the best candidate." The best group of disciples, regardless of their direct lineage, will be given martial arts pills to help them reach the warrior realm. At the same time, a group of disciples who have made great contributions to the family will also be selected, even if there is no possibility of further advancement in the future. We must also help them advance to the martial arts realm as a reward for their contribution to the family.”
Peng Shitong quickly interrupted Yang Junshan and said: "Wait a minute, you don't want to give away all the refined martial arts pills, do you? But if you don't do this, the ghost-faced mushroom is something that can only be encountered. Other family forces, even within the sect, will leave enough martial spirit pills for future consumption. "
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Of course I know this. I am very confident in your alchemy skills. The higher your alchemy rate is, the more martial spirit pills I can reward this time."
While the two were talking, they saw a woman dressed as a young woman walking in with a five or six-year-old boy.
Upon seeing this, Peng Shitong quickly greeted: "Sister-in-law, you are here!"
The young woman smiled and said, "Miss Peng, let me give you some extracted spiritual grass essence."
After saying that, the young woman looked at Yang Junshan again and said with a smile: "It turns out that the young patriarch is here, Chang'an, please meet the young patriarch soon!"
The boy glanced at Yang Junshan timidly and shouted with a smile: "Hello, young patriarch!"
An unnatural look flashed across Yang Junshan's face, and he said with a smile: "Sister-in-law is out of sight now. Brother Baozhang is my senior brother. You should call me junior brother!"
After saying that, he knelt down and said to the little boy: "Chang'an, from now on, you have to call me uncle, not the young patriarch!"
The little boy nodded in understanding.