Chapter 37: promise

Hearing Yang Junshan to give Niu Huang Xianling to himself, Su Baozhang could not believe his ears for a time. He originally thought that Yang Junshan had two Faeries in Baique Mountain, and he could get the next product. The grain and stone are already satisfied, and the Chinese product fairy is something that you can't even think about.
Su Baozhang, who was reacting, was about to quit, but he saw Yang Junshan patted the little tiger's brain under his feet, and then opened his mouth, regardless of the protest of the little tiger snoring, screaming out from the tiger's mouth. A cloth bag.
The beast that began to demonize can instinctively use the demon to cover up the fairy spirits that they have nurtured, and even be able to survive the exploration of the monks of the martial arts. Yang Junshan is the demon absorbed by the inheritance of the eight mountain monarchs. The gas hides the cultivation of the second saga that has already advanced, and at this time Yang Junshan uses the same method to carry the essence of a pair of middle-aged products and the 从 from Hao Zhuang. The wooden heart was wrapped in cloth and hidden in the mouth of the tiger.
Although Su Baozhang is not very clear about the magical effect of a pair of children's Chinese spirits, the three Chinese spirits, including Niu Huang Xian Ling, are enough to make the teenager who has never seen the country in the country dizzy.
Although Yang Tiangang is a master of the martial arts scene, but at this time is also staring at the incredible face of the pair of bear paws in the hands of Yang Junshan.
He sucked two dry smoke, and spit out the thick smoke to cover Yang Tiangang's face. Hiding behind the smoke can make him think more calmly.
"You can't use this pair of fairy spirits!"
Yang Tiangang licked the ash in the smoky pot and said: "Do you want to use this pair of fairy spirits to change a top grade fairy spirit? The value of this pair of fairy spirits is enough, but some things are not worth enough. Changed."
On, the top grade fairy?
Su Baozhang felt that he was a little stupid. Before and in the middle of Baique Mountain, Yang Junshan watched Zhang Yuming and others hunted the purple-skinned pigs. It was also the top grade of Xianling Ziyunpi, but that was Tian Tianzong’s genius for his future. The back door opened by the monk is like a round moon with a high height. I don’t feel anything when I appreciate it below, but it really needs to be within reach. Su Baozhang does not believe in reality.
Yang Junshan smiled and said: "Is it always better for this pair of fairy spirits to be better than Niuhuang Xianling?"
Yang Tiangang looked thoughtfully at Su Qiaozhang, who still had some thoughts and did not belong to it. He indulged for a moment and said: "Since things are what you have come to, how can you divide them and do it!"
"No, no, it won't work!"
Su Baozhang, who finally woke up, quickly refused: "I want a piece of fairy spirit, and the Chinese spirit is too expensive. Or the monarch brothers keep it, let me say, I don’t have it in Baique Mountain. Help the Junshan brothers."
Yang Junshan directly threw the Niuhuang Xianling in his hand into the arms of Su Baozhang. He smiled and said: "Bao Zhangge, you are holding it. If you have attracted the attention of the mountain cow, I want to shoot the animal." It’s easy; later, thanks to you, Zhang Yuming was led by them, otherwise the pair of Chinese bears and bears can’t reach my hands.

Looking at Su Baozhang still waiting to be resigned, Yang Junshan said directly: "Do not worry, Bao Zhang brother, this pair of fairy spirits in my hands is much better than your Niuhuang Xianling."
Su Baozhang didn't know what to say for a time, just a strong deduction, until Yang Tiangang smiled and said: "Well, don't quit, it's your own brother, and you can see it again. This piece of Niu Huang Xian Ling Bao Zhang takes it. That's it, don't be embarrassed, this is what you deserve."
Su Baozhang only feels that a piece of fairy-sized finger in the hand is heavy, and a piece of Chinese fairy, a child of such a broken family, is also fortunate to use the Chinese spirit to call the spirit, and the heart is more grateful to the Yang family.
After looking at his own son, Yang Tiangang whispered again: "After returning to the village, the things of Xianling should not be publicized. Grasp all time to practice and strive to upgrade to the second place as soon as possible. Discover the fairy in your hand."
Su Baozhang tightly held the fairy in his hand and nodded hard. He said: "Yang Dashu is relieved that I have saved the urgency. Others asked me to say that I was lucky enough to have a good product." Things will never be known to anyone else."
Yang Tiangang nodded and said: "Not only this thing, but more importantly, Hao Zhuang's things must not be said. Xu Jing's gimmick once opened the cochlea fairy spirits, there will be talents in all likelihood. The emergence of this child, this child has now entered the eyes of the patriarchal patriarchal, if this matter spread not only will harm the Hao Sanwang family, but also harm ourselves."
Think of Yang Jing's talking about the hot and spicy fruit in the Baique Mountain. Su Baozhang also shuddered at this little girl for a time, and said that he quickly nodded.
Yang Tiangang thought about it and said: "Every five days in the future, you will come to me and go to the backyard of Lingshan with Junshan to practice!"
Throughout the Tuqiu Village, and even the entire wasteland town, who does not know that Yangcun Village in Tuqiu Village is the third son of Lingjing, who is holding his backyard, which is not only rich in spirits. The well water, and the aura that escapes from it, is also extremely rich. The backyard of his family is really a treasure for the monks in the human world.
Su Baozhang is already excited and doesn't know what to say, and Yang Tiangang has made a promise for him: "The three acres of Lingtian cultivated in the foot of the mountain in the village will be cooked. You have to open the coffin as soon as possible. To the third place, if you are in the village, you will have the qualification to divide the field. At that time, I can fight for you. Half a mu of Ling Tian can’t say it, but it’s still a little sure to give you three points. Once you have a foothold in the Tuqiu Village, you have a foothold."
Yang Junshan looked at the Su Baozhang, who had been touched by it. He couldn’t help but sigh his own old man’s means. Since he had to give favors, then don’t make small noises, and even let Yang Junshan feel quite a bit stunned. .
However, when he heard his father talk about Lingtian at the foot of Xishan, Yang Junshan was in the middle of his heart and hurriedly asked his old lady: "Hey, is the cultivation of Lingtian at the foot of Xishan mature?"
Yang Tiangang also brought a touch of joy on his face. "Yeah, three years is really not easy. Although it is only three acres in size, it is the first time that the number of acres in the hilly village has increased for the first time in more than a decade."
The formation of Lingtian relies on natural molding. For example, where a gathering place suddenly appears, the spiritual power contained in the soil is higher than that of other fields. After discovery, it will be opened into Lingtian immediately.
The second way is to cultivate artificially. It just thinks that it is not only time-consuming to cultivate Lingtian, but also a lot of investment in the early stage. The most important thing is that it is not everyone who can cultivate Lingtian.
Before Yang Tiangang came to Tuqiu Village, the Lingtian in the whole village had not increased by one mu in ten years, and with the continuous cultivation of the existing Lingtian, even if the spiritual farmer insisted on maintaining it, the spiritual power contained in the soil was still In the constant loss, the quality of Lingtian is also declining year by year.
After Yang Tiangang airborne to the village of Tuqiu Village, although the prestige was erected in the village through the battle of Lingjing, it was Yang Tiangang who knew how to cultivate Lingtian.
In the past three years, Yang Tiangang took the villagers of the Territory Hill to cultivate Lingtian at the foot of Xishan Mountain, and spent most of his energy on it. At the time of the ripening of Lingtian, Yang Tiangang’s position in the Tuqiu Village was more and more consolidated. The area of ​​Lingtian has increased for the first time in the past ten years, and the respect for the village is more and more from the heart of the village.
When the three returned to the village of Tuqiu and said goodbye to Yang Tiangang and his son, Su Baozhang hurriedly rushed to his home. He couldn’t wait to wake up the fairy spirit in his hands and improve his cultivation.
When I got home, I learned that Yang Junshan had been full of rewards in Baique Mountain this time. The whole family was cheering. Yang Junxin was struggling to hold a small size tiger, and Yang Junping was watching the big brother bring it back. Two huge bears kept swallowing their mouths.
Not mentioning two excited little guys, after returning home, Yang Tiangang and Han Xiumei took Yang Junshan to the inner house. Yang Tian just knocked on the tobacco rod and smiled: "Well, what good things are found in Baique Mountain?" How did you get past the guardian monk?"
Yang Junshan smiled and whispered: "Hey, mother, I found the top quality fairy in Baiqueshan!"
"What?" Yang Tiangang was shocked. The mouth of the cigarette holder not only forgot to smoke, but also did not even close his mouth.

Hey?
Han Xiumei is a surprise:
Really, how did you get past them?

"It's true!" Yang Junshan had long expected that the top grade fairy spirit was too big. His parents were still like this. The outsiders naturally couldn't even say it. Moreover, Yang Junshan also explained that he knew "blood spirit". "The reason."
So Yang Junshan will encounter himself in the Baique Mountain, and he will do the same thing as the fisherman. After that, he will say that he is sitting on the stone wall of the nest of the mountain tiger. I don't know which inheritor left the inheritance, but the content on the stone wall has naturally been destroyed before he left.
However, looking at the stunned appearance of the parents, Yang Junshan still feels that the reincarnation of the eight mountains and monarchs is still better than what they said later, and the top grades are also concealing the tiger's teeth, only that they have had the bear bile and dripped the bile. The wound has advanced to the spirit, as to why it is hidden, only after accepting the inheritance of the stone wall is like this.
"Oh, it should be the inheritance of the great supernatural powers of Tianzong. I heard that there is a great magical power in the Tianzong of the Tianzong. It will also raise the beast as a pet, but these beasts will be sent back to the Xianling paddock before the fall. Perhaps The great supernatural person was so happy that he left this inheritance secret, but he thought it was cheaper for your kid."
Yang Tiangang’s own guess is that Yang Junshan’s many lips are missing.
"Guess what is the use of those things!" Han Xiumei groaned: "Put a hole in your stomach, your child is willing to start, let the mother see how the wound is?"
Yang Tiangang said: "If this is not the case, can the monk of the Tianshan sect let him bring the fairy spirit out?"
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It was very busy today, and I took out lunch after I had lunch.