"You have?"
"You have?"
Dongliu and Ziyuan asked almost in unison, even with a hint of surprise and disbelief in their tone.
Master Qibao looked at this young monk who had been silent since arriving here, then looked at Taoist Dongliu's astonished look and Taoist Ziyuan's worried expression, and smacked his lips, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Do you really have it? Tianbu Mu?"
Taoist Ziyuan didn't even notice that her tone had risen a few inches.
"yes!"
Yang Junshan thought that the two Taoist ancestors didn't seem to believe it. He flipped his wrist and a small piece of mud as black as ink appeared in his palm. This was the last bit left by Yang Junshan after repairing it for his own use.
Originally, according to the estimate of the Broken Mace Spirit Pangolin, the Heaven-Building Mud in Yang Junshan's hand was almost enough to repair the cracks inside the body. However, after Yang Junshan obtained the breath soil, the true essence in his body was purified by the earth element's number one treasure. After one pass, the amount of Heaven-Repairing Mud needed was greatly reduced in the process of repairing the broken mace, and in the end, there was only such a small ball left.
Almost at the moment when Yang Junshan took out the Tian Mending Clay, Taoist Ziyuan stretched out his hand, and a spiraling light swept through his hand, and almost snatched away the piece of only one piece from his hand. A grape-sized piece of Butian Mud.
"It's really a heaven-repairing mud!"
After Taoist Ziyuan confirmed what was in his hand for the first time, she didn't even notice that her voice was trembling when she spoke.
But Yang Junshan's face was full of astonishment at this time. It was not because Taoist Ziyuan's methods were too overbearing, but because of the method Taoist Ziyuan used just now when he took away the Tian Mending Clay. The spiraling cyan brilliance swept across the palm of his hand. At that time, the true energy in Yang Junshan's body had spontaneously resisted, but it was swept away by the brilliance. Immediately after letting go of his hand, the piece of sky-repairing mud disappeared.
Liangyi dusty light, the magical power that Taoist Ziyuan just used was impressively Liangyi dusty light!
At this time, the piece of Tianmending mud in Taoist Ziyuan's hand had already reached Taoist Dongliu's hand. After looking at the mud ball, his expression seemed to be much more relaxed.
"Can I have a look at this precious treasure of heaven and earth?"
Master Qibao's eyes were also shining. As a master of weapon refining, he naturally has a desire for the treasures such as Tianbu Mu, which every weapon refiner dreams of.
Carefully taking this piece of pitch-black clay from Taoist Dongliu's hand, Master Qibao looked at the thing in his hand carefully. His already perfected soul consciousness surrounded the Heaven-Building Clay, and he carefully considered this piece of heaven and earth spirit. Jane's every detail, even Yang Junshan suspected that if Taoist Ziyuan hadn't found this thing to be of great use, the weapon-refining master would most likely have raised the weapon-refining furnace and used this small piece of sky-repairing mud to test its effectiveness.
"Why do you have Tianmending Mud?"
Perhaps because he was so excited after getting the Heaven-Building Mud, Master Ziyuan asked about the origin of the Heaven-Building Mud, and such things were usually taboo in monks' conversations.
Dongliu Taoist was more tactful and said: "My dear friend, you have been very helpful to us. I wonder if you can tell me where you found it?"
Yang Junshan smiled bitterly and said: "It's embarrassing to say that I, this junior, snatched this piece of sky-repairing mud from someone else."
After all, Yang Junshan told the story of how he found Zhang Yueming collecting the Heaven-Mending Mud in the ancient Jedi and snatched one third of it. With his later enmity with the Sky-shaking Sect, there was no need to be taboo about getting this thing. Process, of course, Yang
Junshan would not tell them that the Nine Ren True Essence he had cultivated could collect the Heaven-Building Mud from the soil on his own without the need for any secret method they mentioned, nor would he tell them about the small piece of Tian-Building Mud he had given them. The Tian Mu was basically what he had left over, and its purity was much higher than the Tian Mu collected by Zhang Yueming.
However, after Yang Junshan finished speaking, he found that the two Taoist ancestors were unusually silent. The silence even made Yang Junshan a little flustered. He couldn't help but said: "Two seniors, you..."
Taoist Dongliu waved his hand, indicating that it had nothing to do with him, and then said to Taoist Ziyuan: "Fellow Taoist Gui Qiong once said that the secret technique used by the Shaking Sky Sect to collect the Heaven-Building Mud has been lost?"
Taoist Ziyuan's expression was calm and showed no signs of anger or anger. He nodded and said, "He also said that the Shaking Sky Sect has declined so much that there is no longer any magical artifact like the Heaven-Building Mud."
Taoist Dongliu sighed and said: "The human heart is the most unpredictable. I once remembered that fellow Taoist Gui Qiong once had a damaged high-grade treasure."
Taoist Ziyuan still had the same expression as before, nodded and said: "It is a natal treasure. Because of damage, he has been unable to advance to the Taoist weapon. Moreover, his natal magic weapon is closely related to his own cultivation, which is far more important than ordinary natal magic weapons for monks." Due to its own influence, Taoist Gui Qiong has always claimed that he has long lost the possibility of further cultivation, but in fact his cultivation has indeed been unable to progress for a hundred years. "
Taoist Dongliu said with an expression of unknown meaning: "It seems that the ambition of fellow Taoist Gui Qiong has been inspired again. This is gratifying. Maybe in a few decades there will be more people in this cultivation world." Maybe there will be a great supernatural being who can survive the thunder tribulation."
A sarcastic sneer came out of Taoist Ziyuan's mouth.
The two of them believed that Taoist Guiqiong was lying from the beginning to the end, but they never doubted that it was Yang Junshan who said it. This made Yang Junshan somewhat moved by the trust, and even made him feel guilty for not telling them the whole truth. I felt a little guilty, but this time the guilt came and went even faster, and Yang Junshan had already forgotten it in the blink of an eye.
"This piece of Tianbu Mu has very few impurities and is of very high quality!"
Master Qibao seemed to have not heard a single word of the previous conversation between the two Taoists, but at this time he suddenly said with a face full of admiration.
"oh?"
Taoist Dongliu became very interested when he heard this and said: "It seems that the Shaking Sky Sect not only has the secret technique of collecting Heaven-Building Mud, but their inherited skills seem to be of a high level. This old man Zhang Yueming has heard of it." , is he considered one of the best among the rising stars in Yuzhou’s cultivation world?”
The second half of Taoist Dongliu's sentence was about Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan smiled bitterly and said: "In fact, this junior once tried to purify this piece of sky-repairing mud with his own true energy. Originally, this piece of mud was slightly slate-grey."
The difficulty of the Sky-Building Mud is to collect rather than purify it. As long as the monks who practice the Earth Element lineage can purify the collected Sky-Building Mud, the quality of the purified Sky-Building Mud depends on the level of skills practiced by each person. Well, Yang Junshan doesn’t mind revealing the fact that the inheritance level of his cultivation technique is higher than that of Zhang Yueming. In fact, even if Yang Junshan now says that he practices Tao-level inheritance techniques, no one will doubt it. With his current achievements, he is no longer inferior to the best true disciples of the major sects. Not many people believe that he only practices ordinary treasure-level skills.
Sure enough, Taoist Dongliu didn't seem surprised to hear Yang Junshan's words.
Taoist Ziyuan asked at this time: "Fellow Taoist Qibao, is this piece of heaven-repairing mud enough?"
Master Qibao reluctantly handed the Heaven-Building Clay back to Taoist Ziyuan, and sighed: "That's enough. Such quality of Heaven-Building Clay is certainly enough. Congratulations to Taoist Master Ziyuan."