C34 Mists

Yang Junshan kept thinking about something that looked like a piece of wood while sitting in the shrubbery, thinking about something.

Yang Junshan could pretend that he didn't know anything about Hao Village. In fact, apart from Xu Jing and him, no one else knew about this. Furthermore, Xu Jing didn't know that Yang Junshan tried to save Hao Village after she left.

That was to say, if Yang Junshan hadn't mentioned this matter, Xu Jing wouldn't have believed that there were other people who knew about it. But if that was the case, wouldn't it mean that Hao Zhuang had died in vain?

Yang Junshan didn't feel sorry for such things. After all, he had experienced more miserable and bizarre things in his past life. Yang Junshan's mind had long been tempered like a rock.

However, Yang Junshan was only a twelve-year-old teenager now, and his previous memory was more of innocence and innocence. He would instinctively resist when something like this happened, not to mention that he had the benefits that Hao Zhuang had given him before he died. A low-ranked immortal elm heart, if he still ignored this matter, then it would be too unreasonable.

More importantly, Xu Jing's ruthlessness and decisiveness at such a young age made Yang Junshan's heart palpitate. Once such a person grew up, Yang Junshan didn't know what else she would do.

However, Yang Junshan naturally wouldn't directly identify Xu Jing as the murderer, which was no different from exposing herself as Xu Jing's opponent. Moreover, this matter was simply impossible to prove, and Yang Junshan hadn't personally seen Xu Jing step on Hao's shoulder before, and this was only a guess made by Yang Junshan through the footprints on Hao's shoulder. Moreover, Hao Zhuang's corpse had already sunk into the quagmire.

On the other hand, once Yang Junshan exposed his identity as someone who knew him and stood opposite to Xu Jing, if Xu Jing was alert enough and bit back on the stick of the low-rank immortal spirit elm in Yang Junshan's hand, Yang Junshan would fall into a tangled situation.

Not to mention that Xu Jing had already obtained the intermediate grade immortal spirit soul from her spiritual cavities. Once he left the Hundred Sparrow Mountain, it would not be long before it would attract the attention of the Heaven Shaking Sect.

In the eyes of the Heaven Shaking Sect's cultivators, an ordinary young cultivator like Hao Zhuang would only be considered as dead even if he died.

Having sorted out the general situation, Yang Junshan suddenly felt that the dark clouds lingering in his heart had all disappeared. For the time being, Hao Zhuang's death was still a good secret, otherwise, not only would he and his family stand against Xu Jing, but even Hao Zhuang's family would also suffer from Xu Jing's revenge.

Of course, Yang Junshan naturally wouldn't ignore this after receiving Hao Zhuang's benefits, but the time was definitely not right now.

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There was still less than half a day before the Hundred Peacock Mountain enclosure closed, but in succession, there were already young cultivators heading towards the exit, especially some of the youths who had obtained something from the encampment. The moment they arrived at the exit, they would immediately walk into the mist of the grand spell formation, loudly shouting their requests to leave the mountain while vigilantly looking around to prevent other young people from taking action to snatch it away, and so the young cultivators would be led out of the encampment.

When Yang Junshan arrived, there were already many young cultivators gathered at the exit. However, most of these young men were hiding behind all sorts of conceals, but in Yang Junshan's eyes, these hidden tricks were too clumsy.

The young cultivators that were hiding were mostly people that hadn't obtained any celestial spirits from the Hundred Sparrow Mountain, so they helplessly waited at the exit to ambush and steal the celestial spirits from other cultivators.

Every time the Hundred Peacock Mountain enclosure was closed, the young cultivators would engage in a chaotic battle at the very last moment. The cultivators of the Heaven Shaking Sect would add fuel to the fire, intentionally delaying the cultivators who had obtained immortal spirits.

The safer way to leave the mountain was to form a team, and the more people in the team, the stronger they would be, so the young cultivators lying in ambush near the exit would naturally not dare to make a move. Just like Zhang Yueming and the others, the more powerful the young cultivators were, the more they would walk into the fog.

"Oh, not bad, not bad, not bad. High quality Immortal Spirit Violet Cloud Skin, medium quality Immortal Spirit Two, low quality Immortal Spirit Five. Oh, you guys even killed the two vicious beasts, Tiger Riding Mountain and Treading on the Earth?" Your group of youths are really not bad, especially Zhang Yue Ming, who is worthy of being called an inner disciple of our Heaven Shaking Sect. Not bad, you can come out now! "

In the midst of the routine singing, Yang Junshan once again heard the voice of the Heaven Shaking Sect's guardian, Xiong Manshan. Zhang Yueming and the others' gains were brought up one point at a time, and they even emphasized on Zhang Yueming's status as an inner disciple of the Heaven Shaking Sect.

In reality, every time Xiong Manshan proudly announced the name of an immortal spirit, waves of envious exclamations would sound out from the forests near the exit. However, from beginning to end, no one dared to rush into the fog and snatch the spirit.

After Zhang Yueming and his group left the mountain, the vicinity of the exit sunk into silence. After a while, a youth finally walked into the fog timidly, saying loudly, "Junior is Liu Kun from the Sand Town's Sand Thorn Village. I want to be born, senior is going to leave the mountain!"

Xiong Manshan's fierce voice sounded out again, but this time, it was full of ridicule as he said, "Hehe, this little guy actually got a low quality immortal spirit, not bad!"

The moment he finished speaking, he no longer made a sound. The young man suddenly became anxious and pleaded, "Senior, I'm going to leave the mountain. Quickly let me out!"

However, no matter how much the youth begged, there was no more sound coming from the fog. Soon, a few youngsters came out from the forest near the exit, from behind the hillside, and from beside the boulder. They rushed towards the direction of the sound coming from the fog without a sound.

Soon, loud shouts and curses could be heard from within the fog, followed by the sounds of punches and kicks. A few other young cultivators charged into the fog, and soon, a chaotic battle broke out within the fog.

A few youths seemed to be unable to make sense of the situation and began to retreat. At this moment, Xiong Manshan's mocking voice rang out again, "That kid from Sandstorm Town, hey, your immortal spirit is gone, it doesn't matter, you can come out now!"

The youth called Liu Kun cried out anxiously and said: "I'm not going out, senior I'm not going out, my celestial spirit was taken away, I still have to get it back …"

Xiong Manshan's mocking voice suddenly changed as he said hoarsely, "That's not up to you. If you can't figure it out, you just can't say it. Do you still have Heaven Shaking Sect guarding cultivators in your eyes?"

The youth was about to say something when he suddenly cried out in alarm. His voice came to an abrupt halt. It was obvious that he had been brought out of the Hundred Sparrow Mountain enclosure.

After this youth, there were also a few other youths who attempted to rush out of the enclosure. The time that the Mountain Guarding Cultivator intentionally left behind after singing to their souls varied depending on their moods, and the success or failure of these youths in the end would depend on their state of mind.

At this moment, Yang Junshan suddenly saw a girl come out from the woods not far away. She walked into the fog leisurely. Yang Junshan also noticed that the other young men were secretly preparing to fight.

"I am Xu Jing of the Tushu Village from Wasteland Town. If you would like to apply for Mount Li, please allow the senior of the Heaven Shaking Sect to do so!"

Xu Jing's clear voice revealed his joy and confidence. A few young cultivators had already touched the edge of the fog, waiting for the guardian of the mountain to sing a song before rushing in to snatch it.

Sure enough, Xiong Manshan's rough voice sounded out once more, "Haha, that little girl is not bad. It's not easy to get a mid quality immortal spirit, but I'm not sure if I can bring it out."

Hearing that a little girl was carrying a middle-grade immortal soul, other than a few young cultivators who hurriedly rushed into the fog, a few other young men jumped out from different hiding spots and ran towards the fog with all their might, afraid that they would miss this opportunity.

However, just as Xiong Manshan finished speaking, an indifferent voice rang out, "Hey, you little girl, you actually have a Blue Ear Canon? Uuu, middle-grade immortal soul hyacinth, this is the immortal spirit that is being nurtured by the black rot ant's body, and it is rather compatible with your celestial spiritual cavities. It is not easy to escape from the black rot swamp at such a young age, come out first and come to this old man! "

A gust of wind suddenly blew out from the fog, and a few teenagers who were rushing in immediately tumbled and rolled out. A few teenagers who were about to rush in saw this and stopped in their tracks, Xu Jing's surprised voice could be heard from the fog: "Thank you, senior!"

It was no different from his previous life. Xu Jing, who had the intermediate grade immortal soul hyacinth, quickly attracted the attention of the mountain guarding cultivators, which had long since led her out of the mountain.

It was not that they could not wait for the final time to arrive, but that at that time, all of the youths who had entered the Hundred Sparrow Mountain compound would gather at the exit to engage in a chaotic battle.

At that time, the mountain defense great formation would disperse and all the young cultivators who had obtained immortal spirits would have their identities marked out like pranks by the mountain guarding cultivator. At the same time, they would have to guard against the attacks of other young cultivators who had obtained immortal spirits.

In such a chaotic battle, even Yang Junshan, who was at the second level of the Mortal Realm, would find it hard to fight with four fists, not to mention that he couldn't reveal his cultivation base and could only fight with his first level cultivation.

Therefore, Yang Junshan had no choice but to apply to leave the mountain in advance. At least he could use the mountain fog to deal with other young cultivators.

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