Chapter 875: Southern sky

When Yang Junshan looked back, it happened that the man also stabilized his body and looked up at Yang Junshan.
The eyes of the two men confronted each other, and the eyes of the later people condensed slightly, and then they returned to normal. They looked around and looked at the child for a moment. This is a little hesitant: "This is , Xian Gong?"
Yang Junshan did not speak, the child swallowed the last bit of nuts, nodded and flashed with big eyes: "Yes!"
"That..." The monk looked at the small courtyard around the wall.
The child did not lift his head and reached for Yang Junshan’s direction. He said,
Going out from here is!

The monk's gaze once again looked at Yang Junshan, because Yang Junshan is now walking in the direction that looks like a small courtyard.
"In the next Jiadong, do not know how friends call it?" The monk smiled at Yang Junshan.
Yang Junshan always felt that this person’s smile was a little fake, and he raised his hand slightly and said: "In the next surname Yang, I have seen Jia Daoyou."
Jia Dongzhen came to Yang Junshan in three steps and made two steps. He asked: "Jiamou is the first time to come to this fairy palace. I wonder if Yang Daoyou can teach one or two?"
Yang Junshan glanced at the child with a gaze, but found that he did not look at it at all, so he smiled and said: "If you don't want to be a friend, you will come to this fairy palace for the first time. It is also a black eye. I am afraid I don’t know how many Jia Daoyou."
Yang Junshan said while opening the door of the small courtyard, and he would step out of the leg.
Jia Dong’s real person cried and said:
Yang Daoyou, wait for me...

When he stepped out, he suddenly had a space that felt when he entered and exited the secret. Yang Junshan suddenly turned around and found that there was a small grotto behind him. There was an extinguished oil lamp in the grotto. Where is the space portal, but Jia Dong real people have not seen the trace.
I thought of the process of entering and leaving the fairy palace to the ancestors of Guan Tao. These things have never been told by him. Yang Junshan’s eyes are moving, and the spiritual knowledge of the soul is entangled in the oil lamp, and then The oil lamp that had been extinguished turned out to be a faint glow, but it was dying and seemed to be extinguished at any time.
In the Yang Junshan storage magic weapon, a piece of crystal brick was found and baked on the flame of the bean. The crystal brick began to melt like a wax stone, and a drop of spiritual droplets entered the lamp of the oil lamp. The quick-grained bricks are completely melted, and with the supply of the spirit liquid melted by the crystal bricks, the flames of the original beans are also larger, and the half-inch flames are even more spiritual.
Yang Junshan smiled slightly, and once again found a piece of crystal brick from the storage magic weapon to start baking on the flame. This time, the speed of melting the crystal brick increased a lot, but the flame did not increase, it was still half an inch long. It is the more joyful jumping.
After Yang Junshan melted the third piece of crystal brick, the spirit liquid was filled with the lamp, Yang Junshan muttered to himself: "Three pieces of crystal bricks are three days, and it is burning money in and out of the fairy palace. Hey!"
Xiangong is a gathering place for high-ranking monks in the cultivation world. The threshold for monks who can enter here is at least above the heavens. However, the souls of the monks can only insist on one day, melting and then melting. Many of the crystal bricks are useless; but Yang Junshan, who is a monk in the Taishi, can stay in the fairy palace for three days. When the three-day time arrives, the spirit liquid in the lamp is dried, he must Leaving the Imperial Palace, the next entry will only be one month later, and the Scorpio monk will have a chance for three months.
Yang Junshan turned and walked outwards. The space under his feet stretched with his footsteps. Soon, he towered high in the sky. It seemed that the archway surrounded by the fog appeared in his sight. He could even In the lingering cloud, I saw the three characters "Nantianmen" in the middle of the archway!
Here is the place where the monks can gather in the middle of the palace. As for the monks above the Tao, according to Guan Tao’s ancestors, they are gathered in the Guanghan Palace. As for the Guanghan Palace, Yang Junshan is I don't know, but he knows that the Taoist ancestors can also enter and exit Nantianmen.
Yang Junshan turned and looked back. Just a dozen steps away, he could not see the grotto behind him and the soul lamp left in the grotto. He could only know the soul lamp by the meaning of the underworld. The general orientation.
Yang Junshan knows that this should be a kind of space magical use in the formation method. Through the handwriting of Cang Xuan's ancestors, he can generally determine that this should be a kind of evolution of the space supernatural powers, not to mention that he only walked out a dozen. The distance of the step can be extended by the space around him when he stepped out at every step. The actual distance has long been unknown.
The huge archway of Nantianmen was already above the head. Yang Junshan glanced at the opposite side of the archway, but could not see anything. After taking a deep breath, he took a step and walked under the archway.
It is surrounded by the power of space. The scene in front of us suddenly changes. A well-planned marketplace appears in front of Yang Junshan. The monks coming and going in the city are not too many. It does not seem to count. How prosperous, but whenever a monk appears, it is all the ripples of the sky and the sun.
Just as Yang Junshan stepped into Nantianmen, there were other monks who passed through the side of the city and entered the city. At the same time, there were monks who came from the city and walked outside from him to the south gate. These monks Some of them are true faces, others are covered with masks or secrets.
Most of these monks did not communicate with each other. Yang Junshan stood at the entrance of the city and had some obstacles. Some monks only walked by him, while others looked up at him with no expression, but no one spoke. For him.
It was not until a moment later that Yang Junshan slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Some of the stiff faces eased and walked toward the square, but most of his energy was already placed in Dantian. Among them.
"What happened just now?"
On the top of the giant peak, Yang Junshan's soul condenses into his original appearance, and he looks at the pangolin that is kneeling on the ground.
Just next to the pangolin, the wreckage that has repaired the cracks is still slightly trembled.
In fact, just as Yang Junshan stepped into the South Gate, the whole wreckage began to violently tremble. If Yang Junshan and the instrumental pangolin tried to suppress the containment, the wreckage itself would be pulled out from the giant sky. .
When Yang Junshan entered Nantianmen, the whole body was mobilized by 90% to suppress the wreckage, so that he could only be shocked when he entered the Xiangong for the first time. He stood at the gate of Nantian.
"It is a summoning, something is calling the body!" The pangolin whispered, and its body was also shaking.
"You are afraid? What is it to call again?" Yang Junshan frowned and asked.
"I don't know, but the summoning brought me a great danger, as if I had to smash the bones. This is why I tried to help you suppress the body. Otherwise, I should follow the instinct of the body."
Yang Junshan's brow wrinkles more tightly, once again asked: "Can you perceive where the summons come from?"
The pangolin hesitated a moment and shook his head: "Unless the body is let go, let the body find it on its own, or if you accidentally approach the source of the summoning, I can't guide it."
"It should be a space barrier!"
Yang Junshan seems to understand, but at the same time it is almost certain that the kind of super-sensing with the wreckage should exist in the fairy palace, but what still makes him wonder is even the half of Zhang Yiming’s body. The wreckage has never brought such a strong call to the spirit and the body. What is there in this fairy palace? ......
When Jia Dongzhen saw Yang Junshan stepping out of the small courtyard, he quickly followed up from the body and followed the small courtyard. However, in addition to the unclear space, there was a trace of Yang Junshan.
"Bastard!"
The real person of Jia Dong snorted and looked at the front but could not identify the direction. He suddenly turned back and saw only a two-foot-high grotto and an extinguished oil lamp in the grotto.
Jia Dong was very vigilant and looked around, only to find that apart from this small grotto, there was only a tall archway hidden in the clouds.
Jia Dongzheng reached out and took the oil lamp on the grotto. He thought about it and stopped again. Instead, he leaned toward the oil lamp slowly with the spirit, and everything around him made him feel surprised. He needs to test it first. Is it dangerous?
Unexpectedly, when the spiritual contact came into contact with the oil lamp, a sudden and sudden sudden spread from the brain, Jia Dong was shocked, and was about to withdraw the spiritual knowledge, but suddenly there was a tearing pain, his glimpse The spiritual knowledge was swallowed up after being forcibly torn.
The pale face of Jia Dong’s real face was transmitted because of the painful tears of the spiritual tears. He looked at the oil lamp in front of him and took a few steps back. He found that the oil lamp did not know when it was actually. There was a little light on the beans, and the light gave him a very familiar feeling. He almost immediately confirmed that the burning of the light was probably the one that separated him.
Can't stay here!
In the heart of Jia Dong’s real heart, he was even more afraid. He looked around again and surrounded him. In addition to the far-reaching archway that was looming in the clouds, there was nothing else. He could only bite his head in the direction of the archway. Walk quickly.
The archway is getting closer and closer, and the grotto behind it and the oil lamp burning with the big sparks of the beans have disappeared. This made Jia Dong a sigh of relief, waiting for him to come outside the archway and see the south of the archway. When Tianmen was in the three big characters, he hesitated and walked in the same way.
The transformation of the space world, Nantianmen Square City appeared in front of the Jiadong real people, watching the monks in the city, Jiadong real people finally completely let go of the heart, the dark road here should be the real place of the fairy palace.
However, just as he had just walked two steps to the city, the face of Jia Dong’s real person suddenly changed from pale to white, and a lot of pain that was more painful than the previous tearing of the spirit made him feel good. A bitter real person actually yelled out, and the monk who was walking back and forth in the city was glanced at the way of screaming, and saw Jiadong’s real-handed man with his hands on his head and turned around. Flying out of the South Tianmen, they showed their pity, sympathy or jokes, and even some people whispered a chuckle.
"Oh, finally see one again!"
"Poor guy, 80% is a mess!"
"Come back in a month!"
"I am afraid that he still didn't understand after a month..."