"The so-called Buddhist Dharma Protectors and believers handed over the Spirit Valley with 70 or 80 stones, because there are more than a dozen grain delivery trucks on the top of the mountain, and it has not been calculated for a while."

"Wow, this Buddhist teachings can accumulate cultivation resources and do everything they can. Look at this large piece of jade coins, the stone coins are mixed together, and I think there are almost a hundred jade coins!"

"There are also a bunch of spiritual herbs, ores, and screened concentrates here. Hey, what is this? Is it a fragment of magic weapon? Is there any other thing?"

There was a messy sound on the top of the mountain, and collecting spoils was undoubtedly the most relaxing thing.

Yang Junshan picked up the magic bowl of the Yuankun cultivator Yuankun that was completely scrapped by Yang Tiangang. Han Xiumei looked at the original low-grade magic weapon and said with great regret: "It's such a pity, otherwise I could have a magic weapon."

Yang Junshan smiled and said, "Mom, the magic weapon of the Hisocracy is very evil. I am afraid that it can only be driven by the skills they practice. If you have to force the sacrifice, not only will the power of the magic weapon itself be greatly reduced, but the loss of the spiritual energy will also be much more serious."

Han Xiumei glanced at him and said, "How come you know everything? Now this magic weapon has been completely destroyed by your father's spiritual skills. Even if I want it, I can't do it."

Yang Tiangang said seriously: "The skills of this cultist are indeed extraordinary. They also have the magical power of confusing people's minds. It is easy to disturb the opponent's mind during the battle process. The victory or defeat of the cultivators at the same level is originally a slightest. If I face this person alone, I may suffer a loss if I am caught off guard!"

"Haha, come here quickly, I found a secret warehouse here!"

When Yang Tiangang and his friends heard this, they immediately followed the sound, but saw Su Baozhang standing in front of a bunch of vines in the back mountain. Seeing Yang Tiangang coming, they said, "Mr. Cunzheng, I found a locked secret room here. It seems that it should be a warehouse!"

Su Baozhang is now at the fourth level of cultivation. Yang Tiangang taught two spells, one of which was even more practiced into his natal spell, and today he also participated in the Battle of Niu Shou Mountain.

The lock is not an ordinary iron lock, but a talisman lock integrated with the gate. The entire gate is an enlarged talisman, and the talisman lock is the key to inspiring this talisman. If it is not cracked properly, once the entire talisman in the gate is activated, it will not only be a timely warning, but may also injure or even kill the monk trying to break the door.

Su Baozhang obviously also saw the trap on this talisman lock and knew that he could not crack it, so he attracted Yang Tiangang and other martial arts cultivators.

When An Xia saw this talisman, he frowned and said, "What kind of talisman lock is this? Why have you never seen it before? The talisman carved on it is so weird. Where does this Buddhist monk come from?"

Yang Junshan thought for a while and said, "Will that monk named Yuan Kun carry a key on his body?"

"Um" Yang Tiangang reached out and wiped it in his sleeve. A brocade bag with a "卍" character on the surface appeared in his hand. It was the storage bag that Yang Tiangang found from the dead Yuankun.

"Must Seed Pot!" Yang Junshan saw that the brocade bag was about to flow out. The mustard seed pockets of the Shi tribe were the same as the storage bag. He had long wanted a storage bag, but unfortunately the storage bags were rare and he had never had the chance to get them.

Yang Tiangang smiled, his spiritual sense penetrated into the storage bag and searched for a moment. A four-inch-long iron key appeared in his hand and said, "There is only one key in the bag, it should be!"

Su Baozhang stepped forward and said, "Mr. Munmasa, I'll do it!"

Yang Tiangang patted his shoulder, and a layer of yellow light suddenly rose from the ground, climbing Su Baozhang's legs all the way up, knowing that his whole body was covered with a layer of earthy yellow light curtain, and then said: "Go, be careful!"

The iron key was inserted into the keyhole, and with a "click", the talisman lock was successfully opened, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. As the door was pushed open by Su Baozhang, the light also extended into the secret warehouse, and the scene inside suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Good guy, it's really a spirit barn!"

I saw that the secret warehouse was about five or six meters long and wide, with bags of Linggu on both sides, and a passage in the middle. At the end of the passage was a wooden table against the wall, which was enshrined on it, which was exactly the same as that Yang Junshan saw in the home of the Dharma Protector. There was a small incense burner in front of the shrine, filled with incense ash.

"So many spiritual valleys have at least three hundred stones. This Buddhist monk is only at the third level of the Martial Realm, and only seven or eight Dharma protectors under his command. Even if there are nearly a thousand scholars, it seems unlikely that he wants to collect so many spiritual valleys in three months!"

"I've sent it, and just three hundred stone spirit valleys are enough for us to do this. And you see, there are two spirit sealing boxes near the altar in the secret warehouse. What do you think there will be? It won't be two boxes of jade coins!"

Chu Chuang's eyes were even more unbearable than Yang Junshan's salivation expression when he saw the storage bag before. When he looked around, everyone was surprised. The guy stepped in first and said, "I'll go and have a look first!"

Unexpectedly, before the others had completely walked in, they were already pulled back by Yang Junshan. Chu Chuang thought Yang Junshan didn't want him to get involved in these spiritual valleys, so he couldn't help but ask unhappily: "Young Master Yang, what are you doing?"

But Yang Junshan looked solemn, pointed to the shrine on the innermost altar of the Mi Cang, and said, "This shrine is not right. The shrine I saw in the home of the Dharma Protector before was empty, but there was a statue of a boy and Buddha in this shrine."

Chu Chuang said in confusion: "Buddha statue? What is Buddha?"

Yang Junshan was speechless, but Yang Tiangang next to him said, "Well, when the bald monk Yuankun was chanting the mantra just now, what was the beginning and end of the "My Buddha bless"? Is this Buddha meant this?"

Yang Junshan felt a cold sweat in his heart, and immediately continued: "Yes, this should be the 'Buddha'. I see this Buddha statue strange, so I'd better be careful!"

Chu Chuang knew that he had misunderstood Yang Junshan's kindness and said a little disgusted: "What should I do? Why don't we let Old Chu go and try it? What if there is a false alarm, you can't see that the treasure cannot be dug out!"

Yang Junshan said to Yang Tiangang: "Dad, destroy that Buddhist niche, always feel something is wrong!"

Yang Tiangang nodded, causing everyone to push away from the door, and then suddenly stepped towards the ground. Everyone felt that the ground seemed to shake for a while, and then they saw a crack extending from under his feet towards the altar in the secret warehouse with a "crackling" sound, which was a "earth shock technique".

Seeing that the crack on the ground was about to extend to the ground, the statue of the boy and Buddha in the Buddha niche suddenly shone golden light, and the light penetrated into the ground and even blocked Yang Tiangang's terrain. A cold child voice suddenly came from the Buddha niche: "Who is it, who dares to destroy my Buddha statue!"

The tender voice contained a momentum of inviolability that looked down on all living beings. It was heard in the center of everyone's ears and jumped fiercely twice. A faint pressure gradually rose from the Buddha's niche, and even showed an increasingly strong trend.

Everyone was shocked, and Yang Junshan's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shouted: "No, it's the reincarnated spirit boy, dad, you're about to destroy him, you're about to destroy him!"

"Hey!"

Yang Tiangang didn't care about asking about the "reincarnated spirit boy", but when he heard the fear revealed in his son's voice, Yang Tiangang exhaled and stomped down again. This time, everyone present felt that the entire Niushou Mountain seemed to be shaking. Except for the two martial arts cultivators An Xia and Han Xiumei, all the mortal realm cultivators, including Yang Junshan, were within twenty feet of Yang Tiangang's body, and were all shocked to the ground by the force from the ground.

The magical power of the "Earth-breaking Spiritual Technique" written by the Yang family in Qingshi Town,

"Click!"

The golden light that blocked the crack on the ground was torn into two by spiritual magic powers. The boy Buddha in the Buddha's niche let out a sharp scream and cursed loudly: "Do not kill me, I dare to destroy my Buddhist statue in the shrine. I will definitely save Du Er and others in the future. I will go to hell and suffer the eighteen levels of torture. Don't let me know who I am......"

"Crazy..."

The altar was shattered by Yang Tiangang's spiritual skills, and the Buddha's niche and the Buddha statue fell and fell into pieces.

Before everyone could react, Yang Junshan rushed to the altar and stomped the fragments of the Buddha statue into pieces, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Chu Chuang looked at Yang Junshan with some palpitations and asked carefully: "Young Master Yang, you are, what's wrong with this?"

Yang Tiangang didn't wait for Yang Junshan to answer and said directly: "Okay, don't say much, everyone should take action immediately. Brother Chu, everything in Qianshan is yours. Take your brother to transport everything away immediately, and you can't stop for a moment. Remember, today's things are rotten in your stomach, otherwise you will have life worries in the future."

"Don't worry, Master Third, we Old Chu knows the importance of it!"

Chu Chuang is also a human being. Seeing this, he knew that some things should not be known by himself. He immediately called his brothers and ran towards the front mountain. With the three martial arts cultivators taking action, he could still get eighty stone spirit valleys and hundreds of jade coins. Chu Chuang was already smiling secretly. The third master of the Yang family really lived up to his reputation of being kind. It seems that he would still have to deal with more in the future.

As soon as Chu Chuang left, Yang Tiangang turned around and said, "Uncle Biao, ask everyone at the foot of the mountain to go up the mountain and pull all the cars up. We can pull as much as the things here can. We only have one hour!"

After saying that, Yang Tiangang walked straight to the secret warehouse and put two one-foot-sized spirit sealing boxes into the storage bag, then nodded to Han Xiumei and An Xia and walked out. Seeing this, Yang Junshan hurriedly chased after him. The old man Yang Zhenbiao was already shouting and shouting the Yang family in Tuqiu Village to carry Linggu into the grain truck.

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Thank you for your hard work to fight ghosts, Chapter 2 is here.
Chapter completed!