Sovereign to Immortality

When Yang Junshan came back from the fairy palace, he happened to run into Yang Junping.

Among the criminal courts, Yang’s core children who participated in the siege of Jinwu’s real people in the southwest of Yucheng City smashed into a sneak peek at the moment. Yang Yuyao and Yang Lan were both at the forefront, bearing the anger of Yang Junping.

"After ambushing a real monk, you are so courageous, are you going to heaven? If you didn't arrive in time, can you still have a life?"

Yang Junping almost did not want to know who this is the idea, in addition to his own lawless baby daughter, others dare not do so.

Yang Yuyao dissatisfied: "We are not acting recklessly. We have the method of the big brother, which is carefully planned."

"what!"

Yang Junping is extremely angry and laughs, but his face is more and more violent: "What you left for you is to save your life, not desperately! Also carefully plan? How much do you know about the strength of real people? You know each other. The gap? What is the result?"

Yang Xiaoyao didn't talk, but he was still full of dissatisfaction. On the side of Yang Lan, from the very beginning, he was honestly screaming there.

Behind him, Yang Lan looked at the front of him, but Yang Yaoyao, who was still quite straight, had a courage. He said: "Nine uncles, in fact, we can anticipate the result of the law being unable to trap the other person. Ding Shimei was informed in advance, and in fact we also insisted that Ding Shimei came, our plan is adventurous, but it is comprehensive."

"fart!"

Yang Junping violently interrupted Yang Lan’s words and said: “You don’t have to defend him. It’s the oldest and the oldest, but why don’t you stop it in advance? Even if you can’t stop it, why not report it in advance? Your The error is ranked third!"

Yang Junping is now on the verge of fury, almost, his little son and daughter will die, and several core disciples who have been cultivated for many years will be lost. This makes him not angry, his anger is not only Venting, even more afraid!

However, her daughter obviously does not understand her own good intentions, but if she wants to come later, she will understand that she is good to her.

When Yang Junshan returned to Xishan, he heard Yang Junping roaring in the torture hall and looking around. Only Yang Junxin was alone in the prison to probe the brain, but he did not enter.

"Little sister, is your refinery and compassion finished?"

Yang Junshan’s voice sounded without warning after Yang Junxin, and she was very shocked.

"Big brother, you have to scare people!"

Yang Junxin patted his chest and looked at his heart, and then he sneaked into the torture hall. He said: "The second brother is worried. This time he is really angry. Several juniors don’t know how to be tall and thick. They actually ambush a Jinwupai. The real people who sneak into the Yucheng area, if they are not as timely as Lan, they are afraid that they will not come back."

Yang Junshan nodded and said: "I already know."

Yang Junxin said: "Then you still don't go in and see? At this time, I am afraid that only you can prevent the second brother from getting angry."

"I am going in?"

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Is advised that your second brother is not arrogant in disguise, and I don't have that leisure now."

Yang Junshan turned to leave, Yang Junxin faintly behind him: "Big brother, you are now more and more floating in the clouds, the whole person is no longer angry."

Yang Junshan smiled and walked away without looking back.

In the torture hall, Yang Yuyao’s reluctant voice came again: “I’m not wrong, even if I fail, I have a way to keep it...”

"Snapped!"

A loud slap in the face interrupted Yang Xiaoyao’s voice. The entire criminal court was a quiet, followed by Yang Junping’s roaring almost to overturn the entire torture hall: “Shut up! Do you still have a face?”

"Second brother, second brother, what are you doing? If the child is wrong, he will swear, and the penalty will be fined. What will the child do?"

Yang Junxin’s voice soon passed, and it became a quarrel between Yang Junping and Yang Junxin.

Yang Junshan shook his head with a wry smile, and Yang Yuyao and Yang Lan did have the means to save their lives, but that can only save the lives of both of them.

"Roll, you two went to Luoxialing, sealed yourself to mine, and not allowed to return to Xishan within three years!"

Yang Junshan’s voice pressed Yang Junxin down, and then said: “And a few of you, go to Lingxiao County now, everyone will open up ten acres of Lingtian, remember, hands-on, no fake hands!”

After a while, Yang Xiaoyao took the lead and ran out from the inside, but was seeing Yang Junshan in the distance looking at her with no expression. The face that was still stubborn and unruly has suddenly collapsed. Escaped generally left.

Yang Lan followed up and ran out, apparently chasing Yang Yaoyao, but after seeing the figure of Yang Junshan in the distance, he was shocked. He followed the feeling that Yang Junshan had no gaze in his eyes. The scalp was numb, and he hurriedly took a ritual and hurriedly chased him back to Yang Yuyao.

Afterwards, several of the younger generations who participated in the ambush of the Jinwu faction were sullenly headed out, and they saw Yang Junshan, who was watching them in the distance, fleeing like a funeral dog.

Yang Junping and Yang Junxin finally came out, and the two seemed to be arguing about anything, but even Yang Junxin might not have thought that Yang Junshan had not left. When they saw Yang Junshan, they glimpsed and walked toward him.

"What happened to the Jinwu faction?" Yang Junshan asked.

"In the scope of the family's sphere of influence, there are gains everywhere. It seems that the Jinwu faction has determined that the old thirteen is the murderer, and actually sent so many people to sneak into the news."

Yang Junshan frowned and said: "Do you think they are coming to the old thirteen?"

Yang Junping said with a sigh: "Isn't it? The old thirteen killed the Jinwu faction and won the treasure pot of the family."

Yang Junshan is undecided. He said: "It seems that you have not realized the true meaning of the monks in the Tao. Continue to investigate. I am afraid it is not that simple."

Yang Junshan was about to leave, but he had a slight meal at the foot. After a while, Yang Junyu came over and said: "Ask out something, Jinwu is asking about the funeral of the sky."

Almost followed by Yang Junxi, Su Baozhang followed, and said: "The teacher of Jinwu School has also heard about it. He told me to tell you that according to the information he collected over the years about the funeral market, he will be buried. I am afraid that the market will be opened again, and it will be within seven or eight years at the latest."

"What can these things be like?" Yang Jun said -

Yang Junshan went to the ambiance of the attic. Yang Junqi and Yan Yan are following the sang yue. These gauze are woven from the silkworm. Over the years, Mulberry has some ordinary in the spirit mulberry forest in the attic. The silkworm breeding has been very successful, and now it has been able to weave the silkworm cocoon into gauze, which is then used to make the vestments of the spirits.

In addition to meeting the needs of some of the Yang clan, these vestments are prepared to be sold in the Yang’s residence in Xiangong.

"Four brother, how come you?"

Yang Junqi was the first to discover that Yang Junshan came in. The three of them were the most cultivated, although they were the strongest in the attic. In addition to Yang Junshan, they belonged to Yang Junqi.

"I am going to pick some mulberry." Yang Junshan smiled and said: "But this time I want the spirit of the mulberry tree."

Yang Junqi looked at the mulberry, and the Lingsang forest was always taken care of by her.

"The fourth brother is waiting, I will pick some."

Mulberry got up and walked toward Sanlin. In fact, they were not too far away from Sanlin.

"What do the four brothers want to do with the mulberry tree of the mulberry king tree?" asked Yang Junqi.

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "To go to the fairy palace to do a sale, you need to send some snacks to eat first."

The mulberry tree of Lingsang Wangshu is completely regarded as Lingzhen, but now it is only for people to make snacks, Yang Junqi knows that she still should not ask more questions.

Yang Junshan saw that she was only "oh" and then stopped talking, so she smiled: "Ten sisters are ready, family resources should be tilted to your side, and strive to advance as much as possible."

Yan Yan heard: "What, but what troublesome thing happened?"

Yan Wei knows that he was in Chaoyang Peak, talking with Yang Junping and Yang Junxin about the increasing number of Yang’s real human monks and how to control them.

"Chenggong needs a resident, I can't find time, and everyone else has a job, and there are not enough people."

Yang Junqi pointed at Yan Xiao and said: "Isn't the four people a ready-made person? She can also be a Xuan Zangjing, so that the four sisters can bring their children at home, but they are greatly bent."

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Now this child can't really lack discipline. You have a long way to go, or you can go out with yourself!"

Yan Yan naturally can't just bring a child in Xishan, and Yang Junshan just sent it out for a while.

From the mystery of the mulberry with a pack of Lingsang Wang, when Yang Junshan came to the fairy palace again, he was seeing what the boy was talking to with a strange monk.

Seeing that Yang Junshan came out from the hollowing out array, he led the boy to laugh: "Come, it is him!"

Yang Junshan and the strange monk are a lot of each other. Yang Junshan looks a little weird. If it is not a fairy palace, Yang Junshan even has some doubts that the person in front of him is simply a body-sized stone demon.

This whole body is made of stone, looks very rough, and the body is covered with a layer of gray soil. The movement of turning the head is extremely slow, and in the sound of "吱吱嘎嘎", there are gravel sands from time to time. From the body ups and downs, Yang Junshan even suspected that this body would not be in the next moment.

The voice of the boy was sounded at the right time. "This is the old man I told you. He has been sleeping for decades. The whole person has been dull, but it doesn't matter, just put those two. The block of colorless spar is handed over to him, and he will be alive soon."

After the introduction of the boy, the voice immediately turned and said: "My things are done, then you talk about yourself, right, my fruit?"

Yang Junshan handed the paper bag in his hand.

After picking up the boy, he opened it and said: "How is it mulberry? Oh, no, this is the mulberry of the Lingsang Wangshu, good things, not bad! Old man, you will not suffer from this little guy."

Yang Junshan turned his head and smiled at the earth stone. He said: "Don't ask the Taoist friend how to call it?"

The earth sarcophagus sinks his head slightly and seems to be thinking about his own name. Then he said slowly and slowly: "thickness-soil-"

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