Chapter 995

When Yang Junshan came back from the fairy palace, he happened to meet Yang Junping, who was furious.

In the punishment hall, a group of Yang's core children who participated in the siege of Jinwu sect real people in the southwest of Yucheng knelt together. Yang Qinyao and Yang Qinxi knelt in the front, bearing Yang Junping's anger.

"Ambush immortal friar, you are so brave. Are you going to heaven? If your elder martial sister Ding didn't arrive in time, you would still be alive?"

Yang Junping almost didn't need to know whose idea it was. Except for his lawless baby daughter, others didn't dare to do so.

Yang Qinyao refused and said, "we are not acting recklessly. We have the array given by our uncle, which has been carefully planned."

"Ha!"

Yang Junping smiled angrily, but his face became more and more angry: "what your uncle left you is to protect your life, not to fight hard! Also plan carefully? How much do you know about the strength of real life monks? Do you know the gap between them? What's the result?"

Yang Qinyao didn't speak, but he was still unconvinced. From the beginning, Yang Qinxi knelt there and said nothing.

Yang qincong behind him looked and knelt in front, but Yang Qinyao, whose back was still straight, summoned up his courage and said, "Uncle nine, in fact, we also expected the result that the array could not trap each other's real people, so we informed younger martial sister Ding in advance. In fact, we insisted that younger martial sister Ding came. Although our plan was risky, it was still comprehensive."

"Fart!"

Yang Junping rudely interrupted Yang qincong's words and said, "you don't have to defend him. You are the oldest and most mature among them, but why don't you stop it in advance? Even if you can't stop it, why don't you appeal in advance? Your wrong row" but what's the matter with these guanjin Wu sects? "Yang Junhao said.

Yang Junshan went to the secret place of the attic. Yang Junqi and Yan Qinxi are weaving yarn with mulberry. All these gauze are made of spiritual silk. Over the years, mulberry has successfully raised some ordinary spiritual silkworms in the spiritual mulberry forest of the secret place of the attic. Now it is enough to weave cocoons into gauze and then use them to make spiritual clothes.

In addition to meeting the needs of some Yang's people, the rest of these robes are ready to be sold in Yang's residence in the fairy palace.

"Fourth brother, why are you here?"

It was Yang Junqi who first found Yang Junshan coming in. Although Yan Qinxi had the highest cultivation among the three, in fact, Yang Junqi had the strongest control over the secret place of the attic, except Yang Junshan.

"I'll pick some mulberries." Yang Junshan said with a smile, "but this time the spirit mulberry King tree."

Yang Junqi looked at mulberry son. Lingsang forest has always been taken care of by her own hands.

"Fourth brother, wait a minute. I'll pick some."

Mulberry son got up and walked towards the mulberry forest. In fact, they were not far from the mulberry forest.

"What does the fourth brother want the mulberry of the king mulberry tree to do?" Yang Junqi asked.

Yang Junshan said with a smile, "to do a business in Xiangong, you need to give people some snacks first."

The mulberry of lingsang King tree can be regarded as Lingzhen, but now it's just making snacks for others. Yang Junqi knows that she'd better not ask more.

Yang Junshan saw that she just "Oh" and stopped talking, so he smiled and said, "ten younger sisters, get ready next. The family resources should be inclined to you, and strive to advance to Xuangang territory as soon as possible."

Yan Qinxi smelled the speech and said, "why, but what thorny thing happened?"

Yan Qinxi knew that he had talked with Yang Junping and Yang Junxin about the increasing number of friars in Yang's real world and how to control them.

"The fairy palace needs someone to stay permanently. I can't spare time. Others have their own functions and are understaffed."

Yang Junqi pointed to Yan Qinxi and said with a smile, "isn't the fourth sister-in-law a ready-made person? She is also a cultivation in Xuangang territory. It's a great waste to let the fourth sister-in-law take care of her children at home."

Yang Junshan said with a smile, "now the child really can't lack discipline. Your fourth sister-in-law has a long way to go. It's better for you to go out in person!"

Naturally, Yan Qinxi couldn't just take care of her children in Xishan, and Yang Junshan just felt it for a while.

From the secret place, Yang Junshan came to the fairy palace again with a bag of mulberries counted by the king of lingsang. He was seeing the leading boy talking to a strange monk.

Seeing that Yang Junshan came out of the dunkong array, he took the boy and said with a smile, "here he is!"

Yang Junshan and the strange monk exchanged a lot. Yang Junshan looked a little strange. If it weren't for the fairy palace, Yang Junshan even suspected that the person in front of him was a Taoist stone demon with a body only the size of an ordinary person.

The whole body of the puppet is made of stone and looks very rough. The body is also covered with a layer of ash. The action of turning around is very slow. Moreover, in the "creak" sound, there are gravel and sand falling from the body from time to time. Yang Junshan even doubts whether the body will be soft and scattered at the next moment.

Then the boy's voice sounded in time and said, "that's what I told you about my old man. He has been sleeping for decades and the whole person has been dull, but it doesn't matter. As long as you give him the two colorless spars, he will come alive immediately."

After introducing the boy, the voice immediately turned and said, "my work is finished. Next, you can talk about it yourself. By the way, where's my fruit?"

Yang Junshan handed over the paper bag in his hand.

Then the guide boy opened it and said, "why is it a mulberry again? Eh, no, it's the mulberry of the spirit mulberry King tree. Good thing, good! Old man, you won't lose with this little guy."

Yang Junshan turned his head and smiled at the earth rock puppet and said, "how dare you call your friend?"

The earth rock puppet sank his head slightly, as if recalling his name, and then said slowly word by word: "thick soil -"