After Sang Wuji left, Yang Junshan quickly caught up with Yang Junyi and others from behind, because it was confirmed that there would be no souls behind him, so Yang Junyi and others were not too fast.

Although Yang Junshan was sure to have something to do, Yang Junshan did not say that they did not ask.

After the four people passed through Yang County, the border jungle at the junction of Sangzhou and Yuzhou appeared.

After the extraterritorial forces came, the border jungles became an ideal place for the extraterritorial forces to entangle. Yang Junshan still dare not care about the three people, and they tried to fly from high altitude after they converge.

However, ;;;; novel. +. Shortly after the four people just stepped into the border jungle, a high-profile Buddha called the foot of Yang Junshan to stop.

"How many donors must rush to kill, just a few children, God has a good life, and please give mercy, let them live!"

The sound came again from the border jungle below, and it sounded familiar.

"Four brothers?"

Yang Junyi whispered in the side.

"Go, go see!"

Yang Junshan took the lead in lowering the dawn, Yang Junyi and others followed behind and fell into the jungle.

"The people outside the domain!"

There was an exclamation in the distance, followed by a burst of spiritual fluctuations. It is clear that many people are secretly condensing the true spiritual power, but from the fluctuations of spiritual power, it seems that people who have just spoken and His companionship is not too strong.

"I am afraid of anything, just one of them, I am entangled with him and the younger brother, and you have killed the scorpions behind him. Even if we have completed the task, everyone will join us!"

When the voice just fell, I heard the voice screaming at the beginning of the Buddha’s voice again, followed by a burst of tumultuous loud noises, violent spiritual fluctuations, and then a child’s miserable Called, the voice of the sorghum Buddha suddenly became angry: "Right, er, etc. Are you so daring? Should you really force the poor to kill?"

Previously, the voices of other people’s shots were filled with banter again: “Big bald head, are you really outside the domain? People outside your domain don’t call us monks as 'indigenous people’. If you want to get rid of it, how can you get this? But is it protecting the 'indigenous' in your mouth?"

"The life of the people, whether it is this world, or people outside the domain, no one kills people is justified, let alone a few children!"

The banter’s voice came again: “Big bald head, are you really a person outside the domain? I have never seen someone who has released the family, but I have never seen you like this. Are you a saint?”

The voice just fell, and the scream of a child came.

"You, **** it, the poor will start killing today!"

A more fierce wave of volatility came, followed by a few snoring sounds, the sound of the banter before the previous no longer ease, nervous: "points to tie hands, you hurry, bald, dare to join hands Our Tianlingmen’s affairs, today’s account is under, and we will come and go in the future!”

When the voice just fell, I suddenly heard a low drink from the jungle: "Help, one does not stay!"

"Who is, Tianlingmen is here to do things..."

"Killing is the chores of your Tianlingmen!"

A low drink came, and a fire suddenly burst into the air, instantly igniting a wave of fire in the forest. However, this fire wave did not burn the grass next to it, but wrapped a few low-ranking monks from Tianlingmen. Even the screams were not sent out and turned into ashes.

"The other party has reinforcements, let's go!"

A Xuan Zangjing monk seems to be the head of the person. He suddenly sees someone from the jungle. He immediately gave up and continued to chase down a few children who fled in the forest, and greeted the other colleagues to retreat.

However, just as he turned around, he suddenly found himself standing behind him, only three feet away from himself.

"you……"

The monk was about to shoot, but suddenly noticed that the shadow of the eyes flashed, followed by the tightness of the whole body but was completely imprisoned. When he looked down, he saw a beaded chain on his body, making him really Yuan is completely imprisoned.

Just as he raised his head, the monk standing in front of him suddenly reached out and pointed at the Xuanxiu monk's eyebrows. On that day, the spiritual monk was inevitable, and the eyes were scattered and the color was straight. There, the whole person was silent, and in the eyebrows of Yang Junshan, the original skin began to harden into a blue-gray.

The other low-ranking monks of Tianlingmen were easily caught up by Yang Junyi, and more than a dozen children who ran into the jungle were found by Yang Junqi and Mulberry.

Yang Junshan let the body of the monk of the Tianlingmen Xuanzang look at the burly monk who was behind the head, and smiled: "The big monk, let's meet again!"

Jiahui smashed his hands together and said: "Good and kind, not seen for many years, the style of Junshan is still the same, but the cultivation is more and more profound, and the poverty is far behind."

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Does the big monk also have a heart of victory? But the monk is also improved, but now it is afraid of the peak of the sky?"

Jiahui still glanced at the Buddha ceremony and said: "Hey!"

"Oh, yes, how are these children going, how can they get rid of the people of Tianlingmen?"

The two of them chilled, and Yang Junshan suddenly asked.

Jiahui shook his head and said: "This barrenness is also unknown. The barren was originally intended to go north to visit Yang Shizhu, but I did not want to meet these monks who claimed to be Tianlingmen. They are killing more than a dozen children. I will stop it, but I can't help but be able to kill a few children."

Yang Junshan turned his head and looked forward. Yang Junqi and Mulberry had already comforted the remaining 12 children. It seems that they have gained some trust from the children and are asking them something.

However, although these children have been rescued by Jiahui before, these children did not have a grateful face when they looked at Jiahui, and none of them came up to thank them, even the faint and hostile meaning in their eyes. On the contrary, Yang Junqi and Sang Yier seem to have the gratitude and trust of the children.

Yang Junshan changed his mind and understood it. He smiled and said: "The monk doesn't have to mind, you are an extraterritorial identity after all, and the children still have misunderstandings about you."

Jiahui shook his head: "The poor work is only good and evil, not looking at the face, not to mention the child."

Yang Junshan smiled and said: "The monk has great wisdom and great heart. Yang has always admired it. Right, you said you want to go north to find me. I don't know what it is?"

The original look of Jiahui’s Wubo’s wave suddenly brought a bit of embarrassment, but he still said: “Hey, it’s going to come to Yang Shi to ask for something.”

Without the benefit of Jiahui, Yang Junshan thought about it himself, patted his head and smiled: "It is my negligence. This thing has already promised the monk many years ago, but it seems that Yang is Congratulations to the monk, is your cockroach done?"

Jiahui heard a touch of joy on his face and said: "Although not perfect, but it is about to be completed, only the donor gives a bunch of millennium ice silk, and you can get the treasure."

Yang Junshan did not say anything. He found a bunch of snow-white silk from the storage ring, and surrounded it with a hint of coolness.

Just listen to Yang Junshan and smiled: "In fact, this bunch of silk is already ready for the monk. This time, I came to Sangzhou and I still have the mind to visit you. Why did it happen suddenly and offended the spirit? I had to rush in the road, but this matter has already been forgotten by me. Fortunately, God is here, but let us meet here."

Rao is a multi-year practice of Jiahui. When he saw this bunch of millennial ice silk, he couldn’t help but bring a touch of joy. He smiled and said: "With this thing, the poor can be made."

Yang Junshan handed the ice silk to Jiahui, and saw a rosary wrapped around his hand. He just used this rosary to hold the Xuanyuan monk of the Tianlingmen, so he smiled and asked: Three treasures, is this your second treasure?"

Jiahui handed the rosary in his hand to Yang Junshan and said: "This is Qianmuzhu, made by the millennium Lingmu. The barren is going to look for one hundred and eight kinds of thousand spiritual woods into 108 rosary. Helpless is the sangzhou, which is known as the state of ancient wood. For many years, the barrenness has only brought together 18 rosary beads."

Yang Junshan heard the words and said: "One hundred and eight kinds of millennium Lingmu? Is your ambition a bit big?"

"The matter is artificial, not to mention that 18 things can be used, 36 can be used, forty-nine, eighty-one can be used, one hundred and eight are just to make this treasure complete."

Yang Junshan asked: "Do you want a thousand years of spiritual wood?"

Jiahui shook his head and said: "Of course not. Ordinary tree species naturally need aura to nourish the millennium to become a material. If there is a spiritual difference, it naturally does not need a thousand years."

"What do you think of this thing?"

Yang Junshan said that he took out a piece of wood and threw it into the hands of Jiahui.

Jiahui took the look of this wooden block and it was a move. Zhangkou said: "Yangshu demon?"

At this time, it was the turn of Yang Junshan, saying: "Do you know this thing?"

Jiahui seems to be extremely determined, saying: "This is the body that Yangshu has cultivated and turned into a body after the demon, but this thing should be from the roots, not the branches."

Yang Junshan heard that Jiahui’s judgment was also convincing and convincing. This thing was indeed Yang Yang’s tearing down from the dead roots of the body. The spirit demon was a treasure. Yang Junshan had already ordered that she should eliminate herself from the leaves, branches and trees. Roots and other things are collected and should not be discarded at will.

"Can you use it as a rosary in your hand?"

When Jiahui’s wrist turned over, the wooden block disappeared and said: “The poor but the disrespect!”

Yang Junshan pointed at him and laughed: "Where is this monk, there is still a bit of misery and compassion, and it is like the image of the seven-in-one."

On the occasion of Yang Junshan and Jiahui’s chilling, the other side of Yang Junqi had already asked about the incident from several children’s mouths.

Yang Junyi hurried over and looked at Jiahui, saying: "Four brothers are descendants of Qiansongmen."

Yang Junshan turned his head violently, but he saw Yang Junyi shook his head and said: "All are dead. Tianlingmen raided the Qiansongmen’s residence in the border jungle. These children escaped under the cover of their elders. ”

Today, because Cavan can't be three, forgive me!