The killing between the monks is usually the destruction of the corpse, and there are few dead bodies left. There are countless wonderful skills in the cultivation world. Who knows whether the enemy can find any clues from the body and trace the murderer himself.

However, at this time, the body outside a mountain forest, in Yang Junshan's view, is more like someone deliberately staying. This is a warning, an undisguised warning!

Is this mountain forest?

Yang Junshan looked at the mountain forest with his eyes open, but found that Guanghan Lingmu could not see more from the forest. His soul was only felt that he might lurk in this forest. Multiple breaths.

Interestingly, although this mountain forest can't be said to be small, it is definitely not broad. However, at this time, in the general perception of Yang Junshan, at least more than 20 monks are lurking inside!

This is only what he can sense, because the banned ban in the mountains, the people who are not found inside do not know how much!

What's more interesting is that these people are lurking in the mountains and forests, and they are wary of each other, but they are facing each other, but they are not fighting each other!

All these strange phenomena are even more curious for Yang Junshan.

In fact, when Yang Junshan noticed that someone was hiding in the woods, at least there were more than a dozen souls and minds that were also in his body.

Yang Junshan smiled slightly, and there was an apricot flag in his hand, but he saw that he swept the chess in front of him, and a thick fog suddenly emerged from it, covering the distance of several tens of feet in front of him. Yang Junshan's figure is covered in the fog, and then floods like a flood of dykes.

"He wants to come in!"

A dull sound suddenly rang from a tree trunk. During the violent shaking of the trunk, the slender leaves on the branches like pine needles instantly burst out, covering almost all areas covered by fog.

噗噗噗噗——

The dense sound came from the fog, and even the scalp of the person was numb, but it was still impossible to judge the specific location of Yang Junshan from the sound.

"It’s useless. I’m afraid this person is also a mage, and it’s a master of the fascination that is very deep. I’m afraid I’ve come in now!”

The monks hidden in the mountains not only guard each other, but also seem to have exchanges with each other, but this kind of communication is carried out through the soul of the mind, and the entry of Yang Junshan, the latecomer, obviously affects all the lurking in the woods at this time. The pattern of people's interests.

"It's a tough role, he is qualified to come in!"

"That depends on who will go out!"

"Don't worry, he will show up sooner or later!"

A few thoughts passed through each other in the mountains.

"Hey!"

An electric light flashed in the forest, and instantly sprinkled into the white mist like a spider web.

"Hey, did the people from the original Zijing Pavilion come in?"

"This is to catch fish. Look at this supernatural power. It is like the mysterious heritage of the Zilong Pavilion. "Do not leak the sky."

Between the thoughts, it is seen that a grid is recovered from the fog but there is no income.

"Oh, a little bit!"

"Where is this person?"

The thought of the shuttle between the forests and the usual shuttles was instantly relieved. Everyone knew that the man who had just been outside the forest had already come in. But everyone did not notice his presence, which means that they were hidden in the mountains. Anyone can be the target of this person's expulsion!

Originally, there was still this leisurely feeling, and I was waiting to see the lively monks. Even if I had confidence in myself, I had to add three points of vigilance at this time!

In the already dangerous mountain forest, there was another three-pointed atmosphere, and this strange calm did not last long. As the "笃笃笃" sounded like a knock on the door, it was like the sound of the woodpecker knocking wood broke. The silence in the mountains, almost all the souls and souls of the souls rushed to the place where the sound came, but a sudden exclamation sound suddenly came from another direction.

"Who is this, how is this possible!"

The sound that came from the moment made many people in the forest know the identity between the words.

"It is Song Yunguang!"

"The 霄 霄 罡 罡 罡 罡 罡 宋 宋 宋 !!

The soul of the soul was rushing in the direction of Song Yunguang’s voice, but it was noticed that a blue-and-white electric light exploded in an instant, and even the sunlight hanging from the gap in the mountain forest was suppressed.

However, when the light dissipated, the appearance of the scene still surprised the people present, but when he saw the Zizhen Pavilion, it was also the first to take the first place in the list of the 140th. At the time, Song Yunguang, who was shot by Shentong, was entangled in a scorpion that was smashed from the bottom of the earth.

Although the sudden explosion of Song Yunguang's real person also ruined most of the entangled scorpion, there are still a few extremely tough roots that only stretched his body.

Just when Song Yunguang’s real person is about to break out again and get rid of this last shackle, a tree vine has quietly hanged from the tree behind him, and then happens to be suddenly surrounded by the soul of the soul. Song Yunguang The whole person flies up and throws away from the forest.

Almost at the moment when Song Yunguang’s real person was smashed, another thunder flashed in his body, and the last point of his body was broken, but it was still late. He had been expelled from the forest by the people, and it was obvious. Although it is only the confrontation between the fingers, the magical means of coming people are undoubtedly above him. Under the eyes of the public, the true biography of the Purple Pavilion is naturally not stalking.

"Hey, I will teach you the means again in the next day. I wonder if you dare to reveal the name?"

When Song Yunguang got rid of the bondage, he actually recovered his control. However, although he will not return to the mountain, he will never be willing to be defeated by the other party.

However, the quiet mountain forest was restored, but there was no response. Song Yunguang had to scream, and the body that was being thrown away suddenly turned into an electric light and landed in another place on the island, which could easily cope with the ban on the island. It’s not just Yang Junshan.

The fog on the edge of the forest has begun to dissipate, and Yang Junshan has already come to the position where Song Yunguang’s real people are hiding. The spirits around him are certainly in his perception, but Yang Junshan showed it in an instant. The strength of the people has made most people feel jealous.

"I didn't expect to be a master of the law!"

"Oh, no wonder, it can make this island's partial array ban for its use, and it really is a guru-level existence!"

"Song Yunguang loses!"

Although Yang Junshan's means are embarrassing, there are still people who can see his details.

Yang Junshan smiled slightly, and the soul was also incorporated into the monks who were hidden in the forest. He said: "There are still a few predecessors, I laughed!"

Passing through each other in the mountains and forests, the idea of ​​being busy again was suddenly quiet. This time, even in the mountains, there was a disturbing commotion.

A moment later, the thought of breaking the identity of Yang Junshan’s sect was suddenly another thought: “Oh, actually recognized!”

"The master of the tactics, it is extraordinary!" Another idea came from, apparently acknowledging their identity.

Then there was a quiet silence in the mountains, and this time the atmosphere in the forest was strange and terrible.

However, what surprised Yang Junshan was that even if he called the existence of a dying ancestor among the lurking people, none of the other monks in the forest would voluntarily withdraw.

What is there in this mountain forest, attracting the monks who are lurking in it to take risks, and also to compete with the ancestors of the border?

Yang Junshan’s soul is unfolding in the whole body. He does not dare to sweep the soul in the mountains and forests, which will undoubtedly become the target of public criticism.

However, at the moment when his soul was spread, Yang Junshan had some understanding in an instant!

Just in the bushes outside his three feet, a small flower that was almost inconspicuous and almost neglected swayed inside.

It is ginseng, and it is still a ginseng with a vintage of at least 100 years!

Yang Junshan jerked back, and under the shade of his position, another plant of ginseng swayed in the breeze, and from the spiritual power of this ginseng, it was At least one hundred years of spiritual ginseng.

In this short distance, two strains of ginseng were found one after another. Yang Junshan had some recollections. Isn’t this a forest in this mountain?

Ginseng is a very common and a very expensive medicinal material in the cultivation world. It can be said that almost all the cultivators have the power to plant the ginseng in at least one-third of the area.

However, although the cultivation community does not seem to lack ginseng, the supply of ginseng is still in short supply in the practice world!

There is no reason for it. Although the amount of parameters is not high, the use of ginseng is more extensive for alchemists. In almost all kinds of medicinal herbs, ginseng accounts for almost 50%, so no matter how ginseng is planted, Rich, but never able to keep up with the consumption of alchemy.

The ginseng planted in Lingtian is nourished by the aura of heaven and earth. It can be used for medicine alchemy in the past ten years. The ginseng of fifty years can be used to refine a variety of spirits. The hundred years of ginseng has already been counted. It is worth a lot of money. In the ordinary Lingzhi Garden, you need a certain chance to grow up in Chengdu. It is the favorite of the masters of alchemy in the three hundred years. The five hundred years of spiritual ginseng is enough to trigger one among the real people. In the battle of the field, as for the spiritual ginseng of the legendary year that has reached more than a thousand years, it is even more acquainted with the ancestors of the Taoist dynasty. It can be called "the king"!

Yang’s own spiritual plantation garden has not cultivated a hundred years of spiritual ginseng before possessing the attic secret. After Yang Junshan won the attic secret and was operated by Mulberry for many years, this appeared two more than one hundred years of spiritual ginseng. This is also regarded as a treasure by Peng Shi. It is clear that the Yang family up and down including Lao Yang and Yang Junshan, no one can play the idea of ​​these two hundred years of spiritual ginseng.

However, within the range of Sanzhang where Yang Junshan is located, Yang Junshan has discovered two strains of more than 100 years of ginseng, and one strain is more than three hundred years.

Yang Junshan suddenly caught his heart like a cat. I can’t wait to dig up these two ginsengs now.

However, Yang Junshan did not dare to act rashly at this time. Two hundred years of spiritual ginseng were not enough to attract so many people. Even if there is a field of ginseng, there are more than 100 years of ginseng, and everyone should not be in the mountains. I can't move in the middle, let alone the Taoist ancestors!

What are they waiting for?

Is there a thousand-year-old king in this forest?

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It has fallen for three days and is back!