Sovereign to Immortality

The bluestone trail of Lingxiao Temple, in fact, there is another name, called "Dengxian Cliff"!

In the void above Dengxian Cliff, the celestial mirror hangs in the void, and it seems to be in front of you, but in fact it never knows where.

The celestial mirror that turned into a light source in the void of this day suddenly showed its body. Although it was only a moment, there was a light column hanging on the Dengxian Cliff. The two figures appeared in the light column one after the other. Then the light beam then dissipated.

These two people are naturally the nine-way people and Yang Junshan who have just returned from the extraterrestrial starry sky to the cultivation world.

Yang Junshan glanced around, and then Shen Shen sank into Dantian, but found that the soul mirror had disappeared, but his low eyes were flashing again and again, I don’t know what to think about until the nine martyrs A cold cry wakes up.

Yang Junshan looked up a bit in sorrow, but he saw the eyes of the nine priests as electricity, looking into the void around Dengxian Cliff.

Yang Junshan’s heart is unknown, so he has to ask, but suddenly he feels that the Jiuyi Dao’s rising momentum is like a volcano that is ready to go, and naturally he dare not talk at this time.

The momentum of the Jiuyi Dao people came quickly and quickly, and it looked more like a demonstration or warning to some of the voids.

"Go!"

The voice of the Jiuyi Dao came and the person had walked along the small radial direction of Qingshi.

Yang Junshan did not dare to say more, and quickly followed up behind him.

Soon after the two left the path, there was a faint volatility in the void, as if there were great supernaturals who exchanged whispers with each other.

"It looks like it is going!"

"It is estimated that it will not be suppressed, so it will be twenty years."

“Where is it going to be?”

"It looks like a big grasp, can't it really succeed?"

"Thinking is simple, is that thing so easy to hide?"

"You can always try it, isn't it? And at least he thinks it's feasible."

"The invitation of the Yang Zongshi of Yuzhou is definitely related to the formation. I just don't know what it will be, and the road is impossible. It can't be stopped. Is it always a fairy squad? ”

"Can the Jade State be able to drum up the fairy tales?"

"If you have a ready-made fairy squad, you only need to control it."

"Can he have this way? A ready-made fairy squad will never give up in vain. How long does it take to control?"

"This is also possible, the master of Yuzhou is somewhat evil."

"Say these have a fart? The key is position. No matter what preparations he has made, always find where to go, otherwise I can only watch it."

"He is very vigilant, and every time he goes out, the location is different, but this time you can try the Yuzhou."

"Yuzhou that person may not know, with his old-fashioned, afraid that Yuzhou will also be against it."

"No, it doesn't seem easy to get past a guru?"

"Hey, haven't you already tried it, don't you know it?"

After returning to Xiangong, Yang Junshan returned to Xishan with the Jiuyi Dao. The two agreed to go to the Jiulian Star Palace outside the territory after 10 days.

When Yang Junshan returned to Xishan, he did not alarm anyone. In fact, he did not have anything to do with him. He only worried about his relatives and wanted to come back and take a look.

In just five years, the Yang family did not have too many dramatic changes. Yang Junyi still did not retreat. The other high-ranking monks did not make much progress. The only obvious one is that Yan Yan Oh, her cultivation is still reaching the peak of the sky.

As for the other people's strength improvement is relatively fast, then non-Yang Junping and Yang Junqi are none other than the former. The former practiced the Tianya sword for several years, and now it is finally Xiaocheng. This is the top ten swordsmanship in the list of the magical magical powers. Unusual, even if Yang Junping has not yet cultivated to Dacheng, once the application is carried out, the fighting between the same-level monks is almost invincible.

The improvement of Yang Junqi's strength is due to the fact that as a descendant of Sang Wuji, he was partially passed down by Tian Xiandao. Although the transformation of the practice method and the cultivation of Shentong delayed the improvement of the cultivation, there is no doubt that After she built two magical magical powers, her strength has been greatly improved.

As for Yang Jiaxiu as a lower-ranking monk in the real world, the change is not too big, but there are two or three new real-life monks.

After watching the Yang family up and down, Yang Junshan has been playing with his new born third child for the rest of his life.

In the past five years, his younger son has not only been born, but he has been four and a half years old, but he has never seen Yang Junshan’s father. Yang Junshan has been secretly playing with this young son in these days. As long as he is willing, no one can see him except this little son.

The father and son played together for three days. Because of the existence of the shadow beads, Yang Lan recognized his father, and under the temptation of his father, he never told anyone in the family about the secret return of Yang Junshan. .

However, on the fourth day, when Yang Junshan had just promised to take his son to take him to the West Mountain to play, a sigh of breath suddenly burst into the sky in Quwu Mountain, and was remotely heard by Yang Junshan in the West Mountain. He Ran is the place where Yang Junxiu and other demons are located.

Yang Junshan changed his face and touched his son's head. He said, "Son, I have something to leave. You are sleeping here now. When you wake up, your mother will pick you up."

Yang Hao suddenly yawned, and the milk sounded softly: "Hey, when are you coming back, the mother usually does not let me play on the West Hill."

Yang Junshan smiled softly and said: "When you start enlightenment, you will come back and rumor that you are the same thing. When will you come to play on the West Hill?"

"Really?" Yang Lan has already been sleepy.

Yang Junshan touched his head again and said: "Really, you will know when you sleep."

Seeing that his son was asleep, Yang Junshan stretched his finger and gently clicked between his eyebrows. A pattern of marks appeared on his eyebrows, and then he was hidden.

Yang Junshan took his son two steps, and his environment changed suddenly. He came to a big poplar tree that was blown by the mountain wind and swayed the leaves, and placed his son under the trunk of the big tree. Then he stood up and disappeared.

After a while, a sudden burst of surprise came suddenly. A 16-year-old girl turned from behind the poplar and looked at the child who was lying and sleeping at the foot of the body. "This is not a brother." How can I sleep here? Oh, no, how did he come in, how can I never know?"

Qu Wushan Xiqiao, Yang Junxiu looked at the figure in the air and looked at the figure in the air. Her two ghosts had already fallen to the ground under the pressure of the coming people. Only Yang Junxiu had a hard body and looked straight. In the air, the Taoist did not even cover up the naked tyrannical killings in her eyes, even though the all-round easy suppression of his existence could put her to death between the hands.

"Miss Yang also asked me not to be awkward. The old man just wanted to use the hand of Miss to let Yang Zongshi come forward to see it."

The coming person is very uncomfortable by the killing of Yang Junxiu's eyes. If it is in the usual days, which real person will dare to look at him like this, he will be easily killed by him, not to mention a demon repair, where will be like now You also need to explain the two sentences yourself.

This is because of the big master behind her.

"Hey, I said, my brother is not in the West Mountain at all, you should not waste your time." Yang Junxiu angered.

"Oh, the old man also said that Yang Zongshi has returned, and now he is on the West Hill."

Yang Junxiu determined that the other party would be unfavorable to Yang Junshan. "I can't, my brother is coming back. You really want to find him something. Why don't you go to Xishan but come here? I think you just want to bless this tiger. I want to marry my brother."

The monk was a little bit sorrowful and had to explain again: "It’s not that the old man is not willing to visit, and now Yang Daoyou, I am afraid that the old man will visit him, he will pretend not to be ignored, and the old man is helpless. This is the best policy."

"I believe you have a ghost!" Yang Junxiu sneered.

The monk was discolored and said: "Look at Yang Zongshi's face and call you Miss Yang, can you still take yourself as Miss Yang Jiada? A demon is nothing but a demon pet by Yang Zongshi. The old man is extinct. You are afraid that Yang Zongshi would not dare to say anything."

"Oh, she is really the righteous sister of Yang, do you move her a sarcophagus room?"

A voice suddenly appeared in the void outside the monk's body more than a hundred feet, and then Yang Junshan also took a foot out of the void, his eyes fixed on the thundering monk said.

There was a haze in the eyes of the monk, but it was restrained for some reason. He heard a hard smile and said: "Yang Zongshi misunderstood, and the old man just opened a post with Miss Yang. Just kidding, I also asked Yang Zongshi and Miss Yang to understand that the old man came here this time.

Yang Junshan didn't want to think about it. He said: "Yang is not worthy of his skills, he is not worthy of his care, and he is still free of his mouth. Please also Gaoming!"

After talking about his sleeves, he will be taken away by the three men, Yang Junxiu, who was suppressed by the monk who was in front of him. He turned and left.

The thundering monk’s face was furious, and he couldn’t think of Yang Junshan’s dare to shoot in front of him, and he saved his hand from his hand. How can this make him reconciled, immediately screaming and reaching forward? Grab, the arm seems to grow several times out of thin air, and directly grabs the back shoulder of Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan's figure flashed and easily separated from the hands of the thundering monk, but there was room for fluctuations in front of him. The second thundering monk jumped out of the void and stopped in front of him. Please ask Yang Daoyou to stay with me."

Yang Junshan knew that today’s World War I was afraid of inevitable. He simply sneered and said, "Why, is this going to be angry and angry?"

"Don't dare, I am just waiting for the life of an elder, I want to ask Yang Daoyou to go to the narration, and ask the Taoist friends to wait for me to be embarrassed." The first savage monk once again spoke.

"Oh, who is going to chat with Yang Daoyou? Do you want to talk about the extraterrestrial scenery? You don't have to look for him. The old man has been in and out of the country for more than ten times. The understanding of the extraterrestrial scene is better than this. The kid is too strong, isn’t it better to go with you?”

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