Sovereign to Immortality

Zhong Rong will be sent as a Taoist stone of the ceremony, and Yang Junshan will also present the Feng Ling box with the popular fruit.

The Korean brother quickly thanked the ancestors and told the disciples who were behind him to introduce the two men into the Confucian Garden.

"You are still waiting for other fairy tales to participate in the feast. That is, the Confucian garden clock is very familiar and can't be lost."

Zhong Rong did not let Han brother lead to enter the Confucian garden, but he walked in with Yang Junshan's light road, obviously he was not here for the first time.

Yang Junshan sighed: "The sacred sacred heart and even the grandchildren have advanced into the fairyland, and they want to be the general figure of Tao Li."

Zhong Rong heard a sneer and said: "Peach and plum are all over the world? It is not a mistake. The disciples under Yan Zongsheng are indeed quite a few. They have followed the Confucianism to the Holy Immortal, claiming to be a disciple of three thousand, plus It is probably exaggerated to say that he is a Tao Li, but at least Tao Li is full of stars, but it is not wrong."

Yang Junshan was surprised: "It’s just that Mr. Zhong’s tone is not like praise!"

Zhong Rong’s “嘿嘿” smiled and said: “Yan Zongsheng has no class but there is, but it’s just a matter of teaching according to his aptitude. Hey, don’t you say that Yan Zongsheng’s grandchildren are all enthralling? Then I tell you, under the door of Yan Zongsheng, whoever is this The first-class disciple of the pulse, only Han Zhong, the one who is Sun Dengxian, what do you think?"

"No?" Yang Junshan was awkward.

Zhong Rong sighed: "Otherwise, why is the welcoming guest outside the Confucian school today just a disciple of his grandchildren, not his disciple?" This big banquet is a group feast, and Yan Zongsheng only has this A disciple of the immortal can get a hand!"

Yang Junshan walked with Zhong Rong in this garden. The scenery in this garden is very beautiful, which makes people feel quite winding and clear.

However, as a master of the law, Yang Junshan knows that this Confucian garden is not just a garden view, it may be transformed into a large-scale array of murderous machines at any time with the owner's mind.

Turning over a rockery, a small arch bridge straddles a water belt, and on the other side of the arch bridge is a green bamboo forest, and the Yan Luofang of the Yan Xinyuan is placed in this bamboo forest.

When Zhong Rong and Yang Junshan walked on the arch bridge, some people in the bamboo forest had noticed the two. When Yang Junshan took time, he noticed that several gods had come to see him. After sliding from Zhong Rong, he did his best to him. The body is entangled.

Is this going to give newcomers a horse?

Yang Junshan snorted, and the momentum of the whole body was collected. The few gods suddenly retracted as if they had touched the snake.

When Yang Junshan looked down from the arch bridge to the bamboo forest, he saw a few hidden eyes with a deep jealousy.

The thing that happened just in the moment was naturally awkward. When I looked back, my eyes flashed a trace of suspicion, only to listen to him and praised: "It’s doing well."

After all, Zhong Rong seems to think that it is not enough to express the emotions, then he said: "Great!"

Yang Junshan smiled and walked down the arch bridge with Zhong Rong and came to the bamboo forest.

"Oh, Zhong Lao Gui, don't you tell me about the fairy friend who looks at my eyes?"

A voice came from the bamboo forest, and the tone sounded less friendly.

However, this time the gods no longer look at Yang Junshan, but almost all the wonders in the bamboo forest are in the eyes of Yang Junshan.

Rao is Yang Junshan's absolute self-confidence in his own strength. At this time, under the gaze of the public, he also feels pressure.

Zhong Rong saw a sneer and said: "The emperor has no boundaries. The Sun Palace is not too small for the work of Zhou Tian. Don't tell Zhong that you don't recognize the little Yang Daoyou behind me. You just won't eat a dark loss under Xiao Yangdao's friends. What do you want to make a moth?"

A cold voice came, just the voice was with a three-point jealousy, said: "Today is the sacred feast of Yan Zongsheng, the emperor does not want to live here, if there is a meeting day in the future, it is necessary Ask the Yang Daoyou for advice."

Yang Junshan smiled lightly and said: "Always waiting!"

Going to the bamboo forest, Yang Junshan's eyes are casual, but it is a scorn, and his eyes are back and forth in this bamboo forest.

"how?"

Zhong Rong saw his eyes and looked at him. He smiled and said: "Yang Daoyou has an extraordinary eye. This piece of jasper bamboo forest does not look at the land, but it is the most beloved thing of Yan Zongsheng. This jade bamboo is used by the Confucian monks to make One of the best spiritual materials of Dao Fabao, and the magic weapon in the hands of Confucianism is equivalent to the magic weapon of my hand, and this thing is even more important to Confucianism than the magic weapon."

Yang Junshan was surprised: "This small piece of jasper bamboo forest has at least more than 100 jasper bamboos. Doesn't that mean that it can be made into many magic weapons?"

Zhong Rong shook his head and smiled bitterly: "How come? The jasper bamboo forest is not easy to plant, and the material is even more difficult. It is used to make the magic weapon of the road, and it takes at least 50 years of jasper spirit bamboo, and 90% of the jasper bamboo can not live. After 50 years of this ridge; the next hundred years of jasper Lingzhu is a hurdle, then the remaining one of the Lingzhu will have to eliminate 90%; three hundred years to eliminate 90%; five hundred years and then 90% - ""

When Zhong Jun saw Yang Junshan listened seriously, he continued: "In fact, in the big starry world, the jasper bamboo of the three hundred years of heat has been extremely rare. Five hundred years can cause a melee, seven hundred years. If a jadeite bamboo in the heat is born, I am afraid that the Huatianxing community can send three or five sacred places. If a jasper bamboo of a thousand years is born, believe that the master of this Confucian garden can't wait to shoot?"

Yang Junshan was shocked: "So powerful? That bamboo forest -"

Yang Junshan’s expression is not a fake, but more than half of it is not because of Zhong Yu’s words, but because now Yang Junshan’s arms are carrying a roll of bamboo slips that are made up of thousands of jasper bamboos.

If Zhong Rong’s words are not empty, then isn’t that if Yang Junshan now takes out the bamboo slips in his hand, I’m afraid that not even the masters here will be attracted?

Of course, when this thought came out in his heart, Yang Junshan consciously annihilated it.

Zhong Yan smiled and said: "Yang Daoyou, you think too much, although this bamboo forest is all Jasper Lingzhu, but actually there are not many real products, but 50 years of heat, a hundred years of heat, three hundred years of heat and even five hundred years of heat The Lingzhu is there, but there is more than one, but Yan Zongsheng is regarded as the treasure of the town garden, but it is the only one that has grown for more than 700 years.

Yang Junshan timely cooperated with the expression of surprise, the color of the face of the admiration, said: "It is not a big Luo Zongsheng, and this accumulation and accumulation is really amazing."

Zhong Rong said: "It’s not so much. It’s clear when you really enter the scope of this bamboo forest!”

Yang Junshan listened to his heart and couldn't help but cursed a little more. After Zhong Li stepped into the bamboo forest, a fresh and full of vitality was poured into his body like a pothole.

When Yang Junshan immediately felt refreshed, he said with amazement: "This, the origin of the atmosphere here seems to be a lot stronger than the outside world."

This time, I don’t have to worry about it, I heard a fairy standing next to me: "This piece of jasper bamboo forest was originally a spiritual sanctuary that Yan Zongsheng carefully laid out, and there is a sacred bamboo in the jasper bamboo. Efficacy, not only can bring together the spirit of the source, but also enable the practitioners to throw away distractions and quickly enter the deep spiritual realm."

Yang Junshan nodded to the open monk and said: "Thank you for your guidance. In the next week, Yang Junshan, I don't know how friends call it?"

Waiting for the person who spoke to answer, Zhong Rong, who was on the side, has already said: "I didn't want to see Fu Xianshi here."

Seeing Yang Junshan’s expression of a doubt, Zhong Rong introduced to him: “This is the golden body of Heluo’s starry sky, and it’s known as the singer. There are only a few of the singers."

Yang Junshan heard the words but it was a huge shock. He said: "It turned out to be Fuxian, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

The Emperor Zhen Zhen was very respectful to Yang Junshan’s words and deeds, and he quickly got up from his seat and said: “Don’t dare, the old man just lived longer, but I heard that Yang Daoyou was in the line. The road is also quite insightful. If there is a lingering sorrow, you can come to the Heluo Star Palace, and the old man will wait for it."

Yang Junshan is right: "Yes, definitely!"

After Zhong Rong and Yang Junshan settled down, there were several immortals who came to the Jasper Bamboo Forest. If they were familiar, Zhong Rong would introduce Yang Junshan at the same time as he greeted him.

However, one of them also recognized Yang Junshan, and even took the initiative to say hello, making Yang Junshan somewhat strange, but also made Zhong Hao appear somewhat unexpected.

"This Taoist friend, please forgive Yang, I have seen it before?" Yang Junshan was a little confused.

In front of this, the black-haired white-scented sage has obviously reached the peak of the fairy godland. I saw him smile a little and said: "Yang Daoyou may not know the old man, but the old man has seen Yang Daoyou, but only At that time, Yang Daoyou had not yet gone to the immortal, but the broken fairy tales recovered in the land of Jiu Xing Xing Gong Xingya was amazed by the old man."

“Oh,” Yang Jun’s face was stunned, but his heart was amazed, but his mouth said: “Would you like to be the star of the Jiu Lianxing Palace?”

The two men have just sneaked a few words, and the side of the Fu Zhenxian teacher has already inserted the words, saying: "Jiulian Star Palace? Stars and Taoist friends said that the 'Seven Stars Seven Qiaohuan Link' Xianzheng'?"

Xing Yi Xian Zun heard the words and said: "Why, even the Fushun Master knows this array?"

Fu Zhenxian nodded and said: "A few hundred years ago, the old man accidentally heard the existence of this remnant, he made a special trip to see what happened. Although the power of the fairy squad is not strong, the threshold is not high, and It greatly reduces the difficulty and cost of the layout of the array. It is unique and unique."

Speaking of this, Fu Zhenxian Shi is turned to look at Yang Junshan with amazement. He said: "When you listen to the words of the stars and friends, Yang Daoyou was not able to climb the fairy at that time, can he repair the broken fairy tales?"

Yang Junshan quickly said: "It is not a repair, but it has restored some of the power of the remnant."

"That is also extremely valuable. It seems that Yang Daoyou’s rumor is far above the estimate of the old man’s teacher Luo Bingyang!"

Fu Zhenxian is the true sect of the sect. The rumors of the martial arts in the world of the stars can be described as obvious to all. His appreciation of Yang Junshan’s rumors is enough to attract the attention of other sages.