Immortal Cultivating Dynasty

"Who!" Yang Dingshan shouted, turned around and was surprised to find that it was Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan closed the door outside with a mysterious look, and then asked, "uncle, can you help me get some spirit grass?"

Yang Dingshan immediately frowned: "what spirit grass? Are you hurt? Where? Let me see!"

Family big ratio has entered the second round stage. If Yang Xuan, as the main force, is injured, basically Qingzhou City can go home.

So Yang Dingshan hung up and looked at Yang Xuan in a panic.

"No, No."

Yang Xuan quickly clapped Yang Dingshan's hand and said, "I've been practicing a special skill recently. I need some spirit grass to help me."

Special skills?

Yang Dingshan's eyes immediately became strange. He stepped back and said, "what special skill, that kind of evil skill, don't touch it. It's over if you touch your immortal cultivation road!"

Yang Xuan's progress is really great. Many times, Yang Dingshan feels strange about this thing, but in the end, it is due to what adventure Yang Xuan got during his disappearance.

However, whether this adventure is good or bad, Yang Dingshan has not counted in his heart until now, and has been avoiding thinking.

Seeing Yang Dingshan's nervous appearance, Yang Xuan was stunned at first, and then burst into laughter: "uncle, what are you thinking? How can I practice those evil methods? They are just some quenched spirit grass."

With these words, Yang Xuan took out the note he had just written and handed it to Yang Dingshan. It listed the spiritual grass Yang Xuan needed.

After only one look, Yang Dingshan reluctantly handed the note back and said, "xuan'er, if you are in Qingzhou City, I can help you find these things, but now I'm at the master's house, I can't do anything!"

Most of the spirit grass on the note is not rare, and it is indeed something good for quenching the body. Yang Dingshan is relieved, but he still has enough spare power to collect these things.

"Really..." Yang Xuan murmured, then took the note back to his arms, and then went out into the corridor: "then I'll find another place."

I have to say that he is really disappointed now. After all, he has only two days. Yang Xuan feels little hope if he wants to find so many spirit grass.

Just as he was about to step out of the gate, Yang Dingshan suddenly stopped him.

"Xuan'er, otherwise, I'll ask you over there at Fengming mountain?"

"Fengming mountain?"

Hearing the name, Yang Xuan immediately turned his head, with incomparable doubts on his face.

"Where do they have spirit grass?"

"Yes, when I went to test their details, I saw a lot of spirit grass used to suppress the array. I guess they must have more."

"Yes!"

Yang Xuan became excited at once. Why didn't he think of it? Many arrays need spiritual things like spiritual grass to communicate Reiki. If you want to say who has the most spiritual grass, it must be them.

With this in mind, Yang Xuan waved to Yang Dingshan and hurriedly ran towards the rest of Fengming mountain.

Although there was some unhappiness between the two families because of the competition, Yang Xuan could only go to the door to ask for medicine in order to have no hidden disease in his future cultivation.

However, the gap between reality and ideal is still large after all. Yang Xuan ran excitedly, but he didn't even see the shadow of Fengming mountain, so he was blocked out of the array.

After hesitating for a moment, Yang Xuan still decided to shout at his throat: "where is uncle Ding en? Yang Xuan came to ask for medicine!"

Silence, silence like death.

His shouting obviously didn't play a role. On the contrary, the array in front of him suddenly became more solid.

These guys don't give face!

Yang Xuan stood outside the array angrily. A moment later, he directly rolled up his sleeve, looking like death at home.

"Since you don't open the door, I'll do it myself!"

At the next moment, the large array under the cloth of Fengming mountain began to shake violently.

……

"This boy is so crazy!"

Yang Dingen sat in the middle of the hall and looked straight at the front array with a heavy face. In front of him was a group of indignant elders who kept shouting to go out and clean up Yang Xuan.

He is now like a helpless Island, constantly attacked by the waves in all directions.

"Master, even if this boy won the competition, he came to the door to make trouble so arrogantly. He simply didn't see the pulse of Fengming mountain!"

"Yes, it usually looks like this boy is honest. I didn't expect his arrogance to be so arrogant. If we don't give him some color to see Fengming mountain, we'll be ashamed to throw it home!"

"Master, let's do it. We can subdue the boy in an instant. No matter what means he has, he can't make it out!"

The noise kept reaching Yang Dingen's ears. A moment later, he finally couldn't help it. He patted the table next to him and stood up.

"What's the matter with you like this?"

The whole hall was instantly quiet, and everyone's eyes carefully gathered on Yang Dingen.

Then Yang Dingen said angrily, "look at yourself, a group of people in their seventies and eighties. They are all elders of the family. Regardless of the host's rules, now we have to deal with a younger generation with more bullying and less bullying. Don't lose face!"

His words were very heavy, but they were also realistic. For a moment, the elders who kept talking before were ashamed.

A group of elders are clamoring to unite against a hairy boy. It's hard to hear when it gets out.

Yang Dingen is also unwilling to be ridiculed by the other nine branches because of this matter.

After taking a long breath, Yang Dingen sat down again, waved his hand weakly and said, "open the array and let the boy in to see what's going on."

With this sentence, Yang Dingen's face suddenly became vicious and said fiercely: "if this boy dares to ridicule Fengming mountain, I will make him look good even if he is completely eliminated by the owner today!"

With the order of the master, the elders dared not say more. One by one, they went out with ugly faces and slowly opened the array.

At the moment, Yang Xuan was still looking for the eyes of the big array under the guidance of the little panther. He had just figured out the location of the small cyclone, and the array in front of him immediately disappeared, which surprised him a little.

Then seven or eight elders with bad looks stared at themselves, which made Yang Xuan feel a kind of pressure and smiled.

"Dear Uncle clan elders, Hello, ha ha."