BXBX NOVEL Chapter 647 - III
Chapter 647 – III
There should be less than a year left, that should be enough!
Yang Junshan tightened the metal wind jade he was holding and immediately revealed a slight smile. After that, he left the peak of the Western Mountain, allowing the lightning behind him to wreak havoc.
“Sang, oh, Thirteenth Sister-in-Law!”
Yang Junshan saw Sang Shener and Yang Junqi walk out of the spiritual plantation together from afar and immediately thought of the five foot long willow branch that he had just obtained. Sang Shener immediately stopped and asked.
His father was a Spiritual Master of Ling Yizong, and could be considered to be from a family with his history. Although the Sangzhou was now ruled by Yang Junqi, she had basically become half of Yang Junqi’s teacher, and luckily, most of Sang Shener’s attention was on the Spirit Mulberry Tree and the Spirit Silkworm, and he only paid attention to the small poplar tree at the foot of the western mountain. Other than that, the Yang family did not really care too much about the Yang family’s matters.
Sang Shener’s face slightly flushed, Yang Junqi had already pulled her over.
Compared to others, Yang Junqi should be the most sensitive to this matter, but beyond Yang Junshan’s expectations, this girl actually heaved a sigh of relief, the originally cold, yet not enough to smile and speak with, had relaxed a bit. She did not seem to be as unapproachable as she was in the past.
“Yang, Fourth, Fourth Brother, what’s the matter?” Sang Shener asked.
Yang Junshan took out the five foot long willow branch and asked: “Sister-in-law, do you think this willow branch has some kind of secret?”
It seemed to indeed look familiar. After Yang Junshan finished asking, Sang Shener took over the willow branch from his hand and carefully examined it. In the end, she spoke in a somewhat assured and surprised manner: “Flashing Wind Willow? “It’s actually this thing?”
Yang Junshan, however, had never even heard of this object before. He was startled when he heard this, and asked: “Sister-in-law, where did this object come from?”
Sang Shener glanced at Yang Junshan, and said: “This Whirlwind Willow should belong to the Xi Zhou, right?”
Without waiting for Yang Junshan to think of a suitable explanation, Sang Shener started to explain: “Cultivators of the Xi Zhou practice wind-related cultivation techniques and inheritance. Although this willow tree is called the whip wind, in reality, it is more suitable to call it the wind. Not only that, the wind brought by this willow tree usually carries a dense amount of spirit energy, so every sect of the Xi Zhou cultivate whip wind willow, which not only helps their disciples practice wind-type cultivation techniques and abilities, it also helps them gather the spirit energy of the heaven and earth.”
As Sang Shener spoke, he used both hands to pull at the two ends of the willow branch, making Yang Junshan worry that the willow branch might have been snapped.
Sang Shener’s expression became even more certain, and said: “It is definitely the wind whip willow that cannot be wrong, the willow branch of the wind whip willow is itself an extremely tough and durable spiritual material, it iop quality material for refining whip type treasures. Fourth brother, don’t you have a spirit artifact called ‘Snake Twist’ in your hand, maybe you can use it to level up to upper rank?”
Yang Junshan heard and could not believe it: “Just this and the willow branches? Could it be that it’igh grade spirit material? ”
Sang Shener affirmed: A five foot long willow branch, is an extremely rare treasure even amongst top grade spirit materials. The willow branch of the Wind Whip Willow is less than three feet long, and the willow branch that exceeds three feet in length is a superior spirit material, so to reach six feet in length is equivalent thousand year old wind whip, which is considered a treasure grade material. However, a thousand year old wind whip is extremely rare, and normally, it would decompose in less than a thousand years, moreover, the spirit energy that the thousand year wind whip willow itself attracts is equivalent to a small scale spirit vein.
After Yang Junshan heard this, he was almost certain that Sang Shener was right. Wasn’t Xiao Xianger a descendant of the Purple Wind Sect?
Sang Shener glanced at Yang Junshan, and said: “Legend has it that the great protective formation of the Purple Wind Sect, with a mountain full of wind whips and willow trees as the base, and with a few thousand years of wind whips and willow trees as the base, constructed an extremely enormous’ great ‘wind willow formation. With protection and spirit gathering as one, it is extremely famous in the world of cultivation.”
A look of yearning appeared in Yang Junshan’s eyes, but it only lasted for a moment. He did not retract the five foot long willow branch from Sang Shener’s hand, and instead asked: “Then, Junior Sister, do you have confidence in growing this willow branch into a whip willow?”
Sang Shener said in shock: “Fourth brother is willing? Moreover, I only have a fifty percent chance of being able to plant it or not. Even if I can plant it, a single Whip-Wind Willow wouldn’t be too big of a deal, and a thousand year old Whip-Wind Willow would probably need at least a few hundred years of nurturing. ”
Yang Junshan laughed: “At least we’ll have to look into the long term, right?”
In the night sky a few hundred kilometers south of Yu Cheng, where the ancestor of Swallow Mountain and a Taoist Hua Gai fell in battle, there was a valiant looking old man standing in the clouds. He was surrounded by clear clouds and looked like a celestial being.
A moment later, the old man suddenly turned to the left and said, “Fellow Daoist Xuan Yuan, we haven’t seen each other for oveundred years. How have you been?”
An old man in his sixties slowly walked out from within the door. When he heard this, he smiled and said: “I have made Dao Friend Guiqiong wait for a long time, we have not seen you for oveundred years, Dao Friend has stepped on the Qingyun Realm now and your journey of longevity has taken a step forward, it is truly a cause for celebration!”
Taoist Gui Qiong gave a slight smile when he heard this, and said: “Fellow Taoist, you are not bad. Although you are in the Aura Realm, you are only one step away from the Qingyun Realm, and this old man was only one step ahead of you!”
Daoist Xuan Yuan forced a smile and said, “When it comes to our step, it will take mundred years to take one step forward. Even though I am at the peak of the Rui Qi realm, I am not confident that I can take this step forward!”
When the Taoist Gui Qiong saw that fellow cultivator Xuan Yuan seemed troubled, he changed the topic and said, “I didn’t expect that the people above would send this fellow cultivator over, but I wonder who it is.”
“It’s me!”
A voice suddenly rang out from the horizon. Right in front of the two Daoists, a grand beam of light formed a huge canopy in midair. A middle-aged woman with a blessed appearance appeared under the canopy.
Taoist Gui Qiong and Daoist Xuanyuan were first shocked when they heard it, then they were overjoyed as they said, “Greetings, Fellow Daoist Ziyuan. I never thought that Fellow Daoist would appear. We have gained quite a bit of confidence in dealing with the Buried Sky Ruins this time.”
This Daoist Ziyuan seemed to have a bad temper, she coldly snorted and said: “What confidence do you have, could it be that you can block all of Alien Cultivator from the sky net? “The left and right sides are merely trying to get more or less alien cultivators to come in. Hmph, those higher ups did their own calculations wrongly, yet they want us to come here and fight to the death.”
This Daoist Ziyuan came over and started complaining. Taoist Gui Qiong and Daoist Xuan Yuan looked at each other and laughed bitterly, but neither of them spoke a word.
A few years ago, there was a Daoist from Swallow Mountain, but that came from Heaven-Shaken Sect. Hmph, since the demise of that Daoist, some people have shown mercy, and actually dare to use the power of the entire sect to attack the Daoist Realm, they truly despise themselves for their lifespan! ”
Saying that, Daoist Ziyuan once again glanced at Taoist Gui Qiong, and said: I heard that you were secretly helping that Heaven-Shaken Sect in the past? Aren’t you afraid of angering someone up there and getting struck to death by a bolt of lightning? ”
Taoist Gui Qiong’s expression first changed, then he laughed bitterly: “No matter what, when I advanced to the Dao Realm, I still received some benefits from the Heaven-Shaken Sect, but I can only protect its legacy. It’s not that I want the Heaven-Shaken Sect to revive itself, and return to its former glory.”
Daoist Ziyuan snorted and said, “At least you are smart. Back then, you saw that something was amiss and decisively severed the connection between you and Heaven-Shaken Sect. Otherwise, this Yuzhou would not even have a single Daoist Realm cultivator.”
The Taoist Gui Qiong did not care about the harsh words spoken by Daoist Ziyuan, and instead said, “This time, the three of us were assigned to this place, and wasn’t it because we were implicated with the Yuzhou in the past? Could it be that some of the people above were doing this on purpose?”
The moment these words left her mouth, Daoist Xuanyuan’s expression changed. Even the seemingly blabbermouth Daoist Ziyuan did not utter a word, but her rapidly blinking eyes clearly showed that she was not at peace at the moment.
In the end, Daoist Xuanyuan, who had the lowest cultivation, laughed bitterly before he said, “Let’s talk about dealing with the Buried Sky Ruins first. Otherwise, if it’s too ugly this time, it would be hard to explain it to the higher ups.
However, Taoist Gui Qiong smiled and said, “Dao Friend Xuanyuan is right, but it’s at least better than what we had a few years ago. Ever since Heaven-Shaken Sect lost the Primary Magnetic Mountain, the other sects have produced a few Taihang Realm s, so at least they can use them!”
A year of time passed extremely quickly during the period of closed door cultivation. A purple colored Message Talisman passed through the great protective magical formation of the Xishan Village and arrived in front of the secret room where Yang Junshan was cultivating in closed door cultivation.
Yang Junshan, who was in the secret room, suddenly opened his eyes. It was as if the entire pitch-black secret room was covered in a layer of white light.
With a wave of his hand, the purple talisman landed in his palm. After sweeping through it with his Spiritual Sense, Yang Junshan smiled and said: “What should come will eventually come.