Yang Qinyu recovered and refined the lower grade Dao weapon to drive the mountain whip, which can be regarded as an unexpected joy!

After helping Yang Qinyu recover the mountain whip, Yang Junshan's attention returned to the ginseng fruit tree. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, the January period of Mingxia Island is approaching, and the ginseng fruit trees are about to mature under the effect of the golden light of the red glow and the secret technique of the grass soil as the carrier.

In the depths of the canopy, there was originally just a faint brilliance, but as the fruit increased, this brilliance also became larger and more dazzling, and after the fruit increased to the size of a fist, the original dazzling brilliance became warm and soft, and at the same time, Yang Junshan could see the true face of the fruit through the layer of brilliance lingering on the surface.

And when Yang Junshan saw the real ginseng fruit, even if he had learned some descriptions of the ginseng fruit from Princess Lan Xuan in advance, he was a little stunned by the scene he saw.

In Yang Junshan's original imagination, even if Princess Lan Xuan repeatedly said that the ginseng fruit was like a real person, he still didn't think so, but when he really saw the ginseng fruit that was like being conceived in the placenta, like a baby growing in a deep sleep, Yang Junshan still couldn't help but jump a few times in his heart.

What kind of ginseng fruit is this, it is clearly like a baby, and the thought of eating it raw when the fruit is ripe still makes him sick and vomit with a sense of guilt from the heart.

There were only three days left before Mingxia Island re-disappeared into the void, and at this time, Princess Lan Xuan hurriedly came to the rune array space again.

"Things seem to be about to change again, someone seems to be plotting something in the dark, I think you'd better leave now!"

The news that Princess Lan Xuan brought to him was not particularly good.

Yang Junshan glanced at the ginseng fruit tree that was still absorbing the golden light of the red glow, and under the request of Yang Junshan, he was trying to refine the golden light of the red glow that had been purified by the ginseng fruit tree bit by bit, and Yang Qinyu, who was cultivating the golden light technique of the treasure magic power of the red glow, and if he left now, the birth process of the ginseng fruit tree would undoubtedly be interrupted, and Yang Qinyu would probably take a longer time to cultivate the golden light technique of the red glow.

Yang Junshan raised his head and glanced at the mixed Yuan Ling hidden in the canopy of the ginseng fruit tree, the speed at which this thing absorbed the red glow golden light was naturally far from being comparable to the ginseng fruit tree, but in the past month, it had been continuously absorbing the red glow golden light, according to Yang Junshan's estimate, even if it was used to cultivate the purple qi east technique, the red glow golden light contained in it was enough for five people to use.

Yang Junshan thought for a while and said, "What's the specific news?"

Princess Lan Xuan was a little hesitant, and even she herself seemed to be a little unconvinced, and said, "It is said that someone wants to plot against Mingxia Island. ”

Yang Junshan was stunned for a moment, and said: "Like Dragon Island, leaving Mingxia Island in the cultivation world, isn't this easy, the situation on Mingxia Island is much more complicated than the original Tianxian Island, not to mention that the original Dragon Island Lord was also relying on the power of the True Dragon, and with the help of the Panlong Great Array, this was the final success of the Dragon Island." ”

Princess Lan Xuan said in a low voice: "What if there are also immortals this time?"

Yang Junshan was surprised: "Really, but even if it is an immortal, I'm afraid it will take more than one person, right?"

Yang Junshan paused, and couldn't help but ask, "This is the news you got from the Dragon Island Lord?"

Princess Lan Xuan hesitated, shook her head, and said, "This is my guess." ”

Yang Junshan didn't delve into it, but said to himself: "The spiritual trees on the island are almost all cut down, what is a bald island left for? If it doesn't disappear into the void, where will Mingxia Island get the lush spiritual plants that spread all over the island and the red glow golden light that permeates the entire island after hundreds of years?"

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Somewhere in Huzhou.

A young monk who had just entered the Dao realm was hurriedly driving the retreat all the way south.

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in his face, the young monk's expression changed, the light under his feet dissipated, and the person was already suspended in the clouds, while watching the void around him vigilantly.

There was a breeze blowing around him, blowing away the faint luck, and the young monk's face was clearly revealed, but he saw that the face that originally looked quite upright, but at some point, from the root of the left ear to the right cheek, cut a deep bone-deep gap, making the whole person look more hideous and gloomy.

"Who is it?"

The young monk spat out two simple words from his throat, and he did not dare to say more, and even his voice seemed a little indistinct, because whenever he spoke, it would involve a gap in his face, and he felt a sharp pain.

In fact, at this time, he only instinctively felt danger, but in fact, he did not really perceive that someone was hiding in the void and trying to ambush him.

The question just now was just a temptation, but unexpectedly, someone responded in the void.

"Guess!"

A woman's voice echoed in his ears with a hint of banter.

At the moment when the voice sounded, the young monk suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed to the sides, and the clouds surging in the surrounding void condensed into water droplets in an instant, and sprinkled around like a hidden weapon with the false push of his hands.

Bang la la la -

The explosion of a water droplet breaking through the air was heard, which showed how strong the strength contained in these water droplets was.

However, there was soon a burst of "giggle" laughter in the void, and it was the original woman's voice that sounded: "You want to find me in such a simple way, Your Excellency is too underestimated!"

The cold breeze was blowing in the clouds high in the sky, and the young monk's divine consciousness swept around again and again, but unfortunately he never found any clues, and his forehead was already covered with cold sweat at this time.

"Who is Your Excellency? Why don't you come out and see it, such a cover-up act is plain and makes people look down on it. "The young monk's agitation method is very clumsy.

The voice in the void came again, "Come out and see, do you want to record the appearance of the little woman, and then flee back to the Feiliu Sword Sect to take revenge?"

Hearing this, the young monk's expression changed drastically, and a sword light suddenly erupted from his mouth, instantly differentiating into hundreds of sword qi, shooting towards the surrounding void, and the sharp sword qi almost cut the surrounding void with a fierce roar.

"Why, in a fit of anger, can't even hide the swordsmanship you've cultivated?" a voice continued to tug at the monk's heartstrings.

The young monk stretched out his hand, and a ray of light fell into his palm, turning into a three-foot flying sword like autumn water, and said in a deep voice: "How do you know that you are a disciple of the Feiliu Sword Sect?"

"Huh, you're really a member of the Flying Sword Sect!"

The woman's voice made the young monk's face change again, and he said angrily, "You lied to me?"

The woman's tone changed as soon as she was hidden in the void, and said in a cold voice: "Who are you instructed by? Who is the person behind you, Xia Yuan, Jiang Xin, or Dongliu?"

The young monk said coldly, "Don't you know everything, so why do you ask me again?"

As soon as the words fell, the flying sword in the young monk's hand suddenly burst out, and with a slash towards his left side, a brilliant sword aura enveloped him.

"Oh no, you found out!"

The void where the sword qi was shrouded suddenly surged, and a gloomy figure suddenly appeared, and then it was very dexterous to toss and turn in the fluctuations of the void, and actually avoided the young monk's sword qi attack when there was no room for it.

"Oni!"

The young monk screamed, obviously the identity of the other party was greatly beyond his expectations, but the flying sword in his hand did not stop at all, and the flying sword dancing in the air slashed out several sword qi in an instant, and the sword qi meandered in the void like flowing water, but it blocked the space where the ghost monk in front of him flashed and moved from different directions, trying to force the ghost cultivator to fight against him head-on.

The monk's purpose is very direct, although the means of ghost cultivation are unguardable, but once the body is exposed and confronts people head-on, they will often fall into disadvantage.

However, the monk would never have thought that the ghost king hidden in the void could only be the only one in front of him.

A cool breeze blew from the back of his neck, and in an instant his hairs stood on end.

However, when he noticed the sword light coming from behind him, it was too late to parry or dodge.

A cold light flashed, and the young monk's Six Yang Kui suddenly rolled up, followed by blood droplets sprayed all over the sky.

With a "bang", a folding fan appeared in the void and fanned it, and the blood beads that had been splashing everywhere were suddenly rolled away.

Zhong Jiu pretended to be personable, holding a folding fan to reveal his figure from the void, looking distressed, shaking his head and saying: "Careless, the dignified Yama bloodline, not to mention being seen through the line of hiding, was almost forced to fight head-on, alas, it seems that Miss Bao, you have been away from the ghost clan for too long, and you have almost forgotten how to make a ghost cultivator." ”

Although the sword cultivator of the Feiliu Sword Sect died, the several sword lights he slashed out did not disappear with it, but continued to encircle and suppress Bao Yu'er, and Zhong Jiu took the opportunity to attack and kill the sword cultivator, instead of helping, he opened his mouth to ridicule Bao Yu'er, as if he deliberately wanted to make her suffer.

However, when he heard a coquettish shout, Bao Yu'er suddenly held a pair of short swords in front of him and cut a few light marks, and there was a jingling sound in the void, and those few forced sword qi were actually broken by Bao Yu'er's hard touch.

At the other end, after all, he had long forgotten to fan the folding fan in his hand, and looked at Bao Yu'er with a stunned expression, and then remembered to point at her and said, "You, you, you, you actually forcibly broke the other party's swordsmanship?"

A pair of short swords in Bao Yu'er's hand slashed a few beautiful sword flowers, glanced at Zhong Jiu, and said, "What, is it strange?"

Zhong Jiu swallowed a mouthful of spit and said with difficulty: "This shouldn't be the way of ghost cultivation to fight the enemy, right?"

"Rare and weird!"

Bao Yu'er glanced at him, muttered in a low voice, and then said to the void: "Sister Xiu'er, how did the sword cultivator of the Feiliu Sword Sect find me just now?"

There was no response in the void, but Zhong Jiu muttered: "You don't need to ask, the monk of the Feiliu Sword Sect is not only good at swordsmanship, but also obviously has some knowledge of the magic spells of the water line, that person must have discovered your hiding place through the surge of water vapor in the void." ”

Bao Yu'er glared at Zhong Jiu fiercely, for some reason, Zhong Jiu had no reason but was worried in his heart, could it be because she had broken the swordsmanship of the Feiliu Sword Sect monk just now?

"Sister Xiu'er?"

Bao Yu'er shouted again, but Yang Junxiu didn't respond, which made Bao Yu'er have some bad premonitions in her heart.

"Look over there, the direction of overseas!"

Yang Junxiu's deep voice finally came, but the tone made people's hearts sink a little.

Hearing this, Bao Yu'er and Zhong Jiu hurriedly turned their heads and used some secret magic powers that could extend their horizons in the direction of overseas, and then the two of them each let out an exclamation.

"Is the sky falling?" Bao Yu'er muttered to herself.