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Chapter 445 – Goodwill

“Brat, since you already know, if you turn to me and join my sect, I will let you go and teach you the unparalleled laws of the Shi nationality. Otherwise, the Buddha will personally send you on your way!”

After going through the initial shock, Yang Junshan quickly calmed himself down and sneered: “If you were to be here personally, I would naturally not be your match. However, right now, you have only sent a sliver of your consciousness into someone else’s body, so I want to give iry!”

“Hmph, you’re courting death!”

The Transcendent Spirit Child screeched and stretched out its hand to slap out with its palm. It was also the King Kong Palm, but the giant hand was no longer the previous spiritual energy. Instead, it had been fused witint of astral energy.

Yang Junshan’s expression became serious, this time he did not use the Earth Shattering Seal, but directly took out his low grade mountain cleaver, and with a wave of his hand, he slashed ouay of light with his spirit of breaking mountain.

A tearing explosion sounded out, as the Supreme Qi that had fused into the Shi nationality’s Divine Powers and the spirit of breaking mountain’s Divine Powers clashed against each other, causing sparks to fly everywhere, the golden light palm was eventually slashed apart, but the spirit of breaking mountain was also destroyed.

“Inferior Grade Spirit Treasure, I can’t see that. Kid, you actually have some strength, but the Buddha is even more reluctant to kill you. Kid, it’s still too late to join the Buddha.”

Yang Junshan said in disdain: “If you want to fight, just fight, why are you spouting so much nonsense!”

The reincarnated spirit child flew intage out of embarrassment: “Kid, you really don’t want to drink, don’t you think you can be righteous with a spirit artifact in your hand? “Don’t forget, the Buddha was only able to use his bare hands to contend against your spirit treasure, not to mention how long could you control this spirit treasure?”

Yang Junshan sneered, and sarcastically asked: “Then how long can your distinguished self occupy this body for?”

The reincarnated spirit child was slightly startled, and then suddenly pounced towards Yang Junshan. At the same time, he pointed his finger towards the space between Yang Junshan’s brows and laughed coldly, “Killing you is enough!”

Yang Junshan moved horizontally, and the Soaring Hong Bell rose above his head. Just as the protective screen of light for the Mountain Defence Spirit Art descended, there was a “bo” sound, the protective screen of light was penetrated, and then with a “dang” sound, it made a clear sound from the top of the mountain. Yang Junshan groaned, and retreated a few steps back before stabilizing his body.

The Transcending Spiritual Tong had the upper hand with this move. However, Yang Junshan was not alarmed and was instead happy as he sneered: “How much power do you still have left?”

When the Transmigration Spirit Child saw that his Astral Finger that he had meticulously trained in could not even kill this person, he knew that there was almost no possibility that he would be able to keep Yang Junshan alive. As his consciousness gradually depleted of the power it carried, Yuan Cheng was unable to release his Astral Qi, so it was naturally impossible for him to be Yang Junshan’s match either.

Flee! At the very least, Yuan Cheng’s physical body was still useful!

While the Transcendent Daoist knew that the other party would be able to withstand his two attacks, today’s matter was not easy to resolve. Taking advantage of the fact that the physical body still had the True Divine Spirit Qi left, the Transcendent Daoist turned around and flew away. The lotuses blossomed under his feet, and he was already more than three hundred feet away from where Yuan Gang was previously standing.

The reincarnated spirit master was certain that he would be able to escape safely. He turned around and was about to say a few harsh words when he saw that Yang Junshan had also taken a few light steps forward, but with every step he took, he moved several tens of meters. It was as if the ground was shrinking under his feet, and although he would not be able to catch up to immediately, he was not thrown away.

This past year, Yang Junshan had been training in the stone room at the top of Heaven-Shaking Peak. He was not only raising his cultivation, his Overlapping Earth Seal had already reached the Small Success Realm, and his Soaring Escape Technique had also improved greatly.

He knew that his body would not be able to escape, so he simply let the golden light flash above his head and disappear. The descending will first escaped, leaving behind a voice that curled in the air: “Brat, this is your second time being so bad, after two years, the Buddha will not let this go!”

“Two years? It seems like the great changes in this world will happen in the next two years! ”

The mountain cleaver in Yang Junshan’s hand trembled slightly, and that round and sincere body immediately split into pieces, falling onto the ground and becoming a pile of minced meat.

Returning to the Red Lotus Temple, he saw that all the people in the temple had entered the stomach of the demon beast, and in the forest on the west side of the temple, Yang Junping and Su Baozhang were walking together, looking excited. However, Yang Junshan’s gaze was on the two of them abouundred feet to the left, and asked: “How do you feel after killing a Perfection of the cultivator?”

A faint ripple instantly appeared in the originally empty place. Bao Yuer stood there dejectedly: “Why can’t I hide it from you?”

Since Yang Junping and the others were here, it was unlikely that Yuan Gang would be able to survive. Four cultivators of the late stage of the martial arts realm ganging up on a Shi nationality Cultivator who was the same level as a Great Perfection Stage. Although the victory was not good, it was not easy for the few of them not to be able to let him escape.

The crow leader flew over like a black bolt of lightning, but suddenly shouted anxiously above everyone’s heads. Yang Junshan thought that it was asking for the sariras, but Bao Yuer’s face changed, and he said: “Someone is coming, right in the middle of the forest, the crow is saying that the person is very powerful, it does not dare to provoke!”

Yang Junshan’s heart sunk. Because he was injured, he stayed within the forest the entire time.

With a step, Yang Junshan traveled over a kilometer, and his entire person disappeared within the forest in an instant. The crow leader cried out twice, with a flap of his wings, he chased after Yang Junshan, and when Yang Junping and the rest saw this, they all followed.

Hu Niu’s low and deep growl came from within the forest. It was obvious that she was showing off to her opponent, which meant that Hu Niu would not bhreat to him for the time being.

Relieved, Yang Junshan adjusted the aura in his body as he slowly walked towards Hu Niu’s position. However, he saw a bald cultivator dressed in coarse clothes standing more than thirty meters away from Hu Niu. Although Hu Niu let out low howls of protest, she didn’t dare to attack from the start to end.

Yang Junshan was a little taken aback. He came out of the nearby woods and asked: “Sir Jia Hui?”

The person who came was none other than the ascetic monk Jia Hui who he had met once before.

When Jia Hui saw Yang Junshan, she was also slightly stunned. It was clear that he still remembered Yang Junshan, and did not expect to meet him here.

Jia Hui looked at Yang Junshan, then looked at the gigantic tiger lying at the side. After thinking for a moment, she asked: “Are you Alien Cultivator?”

“Alien Cultivator?” Yang Junshan squinted his eyes, as if he understood the meaning of Jia Hui’s words, “You are probably from outside this region, right?”

“So you are not Alien Cultivator!” Jia Hui saw the sudden look on Yang Junshan’s face, but he was not angry because Yang Junshan had seen through his disguise.

“So you are here to avenge the Shi nationality cultivators from the Red Lotus Temple?”

Jia Hui’s gaze swept across Yang Junshan’s body. After musing for a while, she said: “I do not have the confidence to win against Benefactor, and the Red Lotus Lineage and this poor monk are of different races, the teachings that I train in are also not compatible.

With regards to the compassion and bitterness of the Shi nationality s, Yang Junshan had only faintly heard about it in his previous life. This was because, after the great change of heaven and earth, the Shi nationality’s power had greatly increased, and the news regarding the Shi nationality had spread far and wide.

Yang Junshan was a little puzzled, “Then why did you come?”

Jia Hui clasped her hands together, bowed slightly, and said: “May Benefactor return the sariras left behind by my clan’s senior to this poor monk.”

At this time, Yang Junping and the others had already returned back into the forest. Yang Junshan glanced at Yang Junping, saw him nodding his head slightly, and turned around saying, “Do you know why we want to snatch the sariras from Red Lotus Temple?”

Seeing that Yang Junshan did not deny the sariras in his hands, Jia Hui relaxed a little and smiled: “I guess it wants to borrow the sariras’ spirit energy to make the two Demonic cultivators speak.”

Yang Junshan looked at Jia Hui with a little surprise, and said: “Then I should also know that it is impossible for me to give my sariras to you.”

“Otherwise,” Jia Hui said as she shook his head slightly, “Looks like you really aren’t from outside this region. I didn’t think that you would actually have such a close relationship with the two demonic cultivators. As a member of the Shi nationality, regardless of what sect or sect it is, it is better for the sariras to not leak out. However, this lowly monk only wants the sariras themselves. ”

“Wu, looks like it’s possible to obtain the inheritance of the sariras even if they are not in the hands of the Shi nationality’s people!” Yang Junshan thought for a long time before saying, “This means that we can absorb the spirit of the sariras, but the sariras themselves will still be returned to you. Without the inheritance content of the sariras, can you still obtain it?”

Jia Hui shook her head: “No!”

“But in the future, you can!” Yang Junshan’s resolute and decisive tone caused Jia Hui to be slightly taken aback. She continued: “The Merciful Branch does not use words, you are indeed unable to use it now, but I heard that the Shi nationality’s Scholar Realm is the Behemoth Realm, and the sariras can only be retained after the cultivators of the Behemoth Realm have passed away. Then, even if the spirit inside has been destroyed, as long as a Behemoth Realm cultivator acts, the legacy will naturally evolve.

Jia Hui did not speak for a long time, and finally said: “Benefactor is right!”

Yang Junshan finally laughed complacently, and said: “Since that’s the case, then let’s talk about how we can exchange for the sariras.”

Jia Hui proclaimed her Buddhist title and said: “This humble one is willing to establish a good relationship with Benefactor, how about it?”

Yang Junshan shook his head and said, “A benevolent relationship is not enough!”

Jia Hui was surprised, but when she turned to look behind him, she saw Yang Junshan nodding his head, and taking out two gem-like crystals from his bosom, it were two sariras!