Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather.

Chapter 551 You deserve to be hunted down!

The fight between the two became more intense, and their figures kept intersecting and colliding.

Seeing that the two had been fighting for more than a hundred moves but no one was sure who would win, Yang Zhengshan suddenly leaped forward and came to within ten feet of Chai Wujie.

"Look at the gun!"

I saw him shrink back, with two pistols, the tips of the guns pointing at the tail of the gun, and the pistols turned into long spears, which suddenly flew out.

The tip of the gun flashed with a pale edge, as fast as lightning.

Chai Wujie's pupils suddenly shrank and he pulled back almost instinctively.

He reacted quickly and retreated quickly, but the gun tip was even faster.

In the blink of an eye, it was close to him and stabbed him in the throat.

Such a fierce attack made Chai Wujie hold his breath, and even his heart stopped beating. It was too late for him to put away his knife to block. His instinctive reaction was to mobilize the innate true energy in his body.

The khaki-colored innate true qi gathered at the throat almost like a substance, forming a ball of light.

Yang Zhengshan's forward movement suddenly stopped, and he squinted his eyes and looked at the group of khaki light.

The invincible Jing Lei shot was actually blocked!
Control the Qi to form armor!

This surprised him, but after thinking about it carefully, he felt that it made sense.

Although the Thunder Shot is powerful, it is not unstoppable.

Chai Wujie can condense armor to protect his vital points in an instant, which shows that Chai Wujie has reached a level of controlling Qi at will.

Of course, if it was an ordinary Qi-controlled armor, it would definitely not be able to block Jing Lei's shot, but Chai Wujie's Qi characteristics not only have heavy weight but also strong defensive power.

When Yang Zhengshan faced Yue Minghua before, Yue Minghua also had a layer of air armor on the surface of his body, but his air armor had almost no effect against Jing Lei's shot.

This does not mean that Chai Wujie is stronger than Yue Minghua, but that they are good at different things and each has their own strengths.

Yang Zhengshan was surprised, but Chai Wujie was extremely frightened, with beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

The shot almost took his life, just a little bit away, he could almost feel the coldness from the tip of the gun.

If it happens again, he has no confidence that he can block it.

This was probably the closest he had ever been to death in his life of more than a hundred years.

He retreated again and again until he had retreated more than ten feet before stopping, looking at Yang Zhengshan in surprise and doubt.

"Dao Yi!"

Yang Zhengshan retracted his pistol, "It's still a long way to go!"

Chai Wujie looked at Yang Zhengshan in doubt and surprise, his face, which already looked somewhat cruel, now looked even more gloomy and uncertain.

"stop!"

He shouted at the battle not far away.

If he didn't end the battle nearby, his subordinates would soon be killed by Yu Qingyi.

Of the three half-step innate warriors, two died, leaving only one. Of the dozen warriors at the eighth or ninth level, only six were left.

One of Xue Qiaoer's maids died and two were injured. Xue Zhongjin was panting and feeling exhausted.

Although Yu Qingyi helped them turn the defeat around, they had been fighting for too long and were now all exhausted.

"My Lord!" Yu Qingyi came behind Yang Zhengshan and looked at him with concern.

"fine!"

Yang Zhengshan waved his hands to indicate that he was not injured.

Both sides stopped fighting, and Chai Wujie looked at Yang Zhengshan and others.

Although he was strong, he was not strong enough to deal with three innate warriors, especially since Granny Xue was not much weaker than him, and Yang Zhengshan could even threaten his life.

"Let's leave today's matter here, but I will definitely go to Xueling Palace to ask for an explanation someday!" Chai Wujie said in a cold voice.

Granny Xue stepped forward and said, "If you want to come, just come. We at the Xueling Palace will take care of anything that happens!"

Chai Wujie snorted coldly, "Let's go!"

After saying that, they turned around and left, not even caring about the bodies of their companions.

Only after they left did Grandma Xue breathe a sigh of relief.

Xue Qiaoer also relaxed, and the next moment her hair turned from snow-white to its original black color.

Yang Zhengshan stared at her blankly and asked, "What are you doing?"

Such a miraculous change really surprised him.

Can hair change color?
From black to white, and then from white to black?

This is obviously not hair turning gray due to old age.

"It's the Holy Spirit of Ice and Snow." Xue Qiaoer said with a smile: "Thank you, Lord Yang, for saving me!"

"Holy Spirit of Ice and Snow, there really is a Holy Spirit of Ice and Snow!" Yang Zhengshan looked at her curiously, as if he wanted to dissect Xue Qiaoer.

The Ling'en Holy Church believes in the Holy Spirit, and the Xueling Palace worships the Holy Spirit of Ice and Snow. Yang Zhengshan has always believed that the so-called Holy Spirit is an illusory god, just some non-existent gods.

But now it seems that this Ice and Snow Holy Spirit really exists.

Xue Qiaoer's change is obviously not the change that should occur in martial arts.

Xue Qiaoer showed a pretty smile and said, "Of course, look!"

As she spoke, she waved her hand, and a snow-white light appeared behind her. The atmosphere around her suddenly became much darker, and snowflakes actually floated in the air.

Yang Zhengshan was stunned, and Yu Qingyi was also stunned.

Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but reach out to touch the light, but Xue Qiaoer dodged it.

"It's the gift of the Holy Spirit. Lord Yang, please don't blaspheme the Holy Spirit!" Xue Qiaoer said.

"Uh!" Yang Zhengshan retracted his hand, "Sorry, I'm just curious!"

Xue Qiaoer nodded slightly and said with a smile: "I know."

"How many Holy Spirits do you have in your Ling'en Holy Church? What are the uses of these Holy Spirits?" Yang Zhengshan asked curiously.

"There are three of them, namely the Holy Spirit of Ice and Snow, the Holy Spirit of Frost Wind and the Holy Spirit of Dark Light. Only the Palace Master of our Snow Spirit Palace can inherit the Holy Spirit. As for the function of the Holy Spirit~" Xue Qiaoer pondered for a moment before saying, "She can give me the ability to control ice and snow! Unfortunately, my current strength is low and I cannot control the full power of the Holy Spirit!"

Control ice and snow?

Yang Zhengshan found it a little unbelievable.

Is this magic or a spell?

What is this Holy Spirit of Ice and Snow?
Ghost? Goblin?

Yang Zhengshan couldn't quite understand, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. This involved the secrets of the Snow Spirit Palace, and it was inappropriate for him as an outsider to dig into the matter.

Yu Qingyi helped to change the subject and asked, "Why are they chasing you?"

Granny Xue took out a small jade box and said, "We stole their Qingling Fruit!"

"Qingling Fruit!" Yang Zhengshan took the jade box and opened it. Inside was a fruit the size of a ping-pong ball, which looked very similar to a lychee.

He had never seen this kind of spiritual fruit, but he had seen it in the "Record of Strange Fruits and Treasures".

"How many did you steal?" Yang Zhengshan asked with a slight twitch of his mouth.

"Four!" said Grandma Xue.

Yang Zhengshan really wanted to say that you deserve to be hunted down!

The Qingling Fruit is the foundation of the Martial God Temple, just like the Sanhuangli and Darong.

This Qingling Fruit has the effect of expanding the acupuncture points of the human body. After taking it, the acupuncture points of the innate warrior can be expanded. The benefit of expanding the acupuncture points is that the true qi in the body can be regulated more quickly.

The reason why Chai Wujie was able to condense his Qi into armor so quickly just now was probably partly because he had eaten the Qingling Fruit.

In addition, the Qingling Fruit can also be used to make pills. According to the introduction in "Records of Strange Fruits and Treasures", the Qingling Fruit can be refined into Yijing Pills, which have the effect of expanding the meridians in the body. For innate warriors, both the Qingling Fruit and the Yijing Pills are very useful pills.

"This~~" Yang Zhengshan wanted this light and spiritual fruit.

Granny Xue said, "This Qingling Fruit will be given as a thank you gift for Lord Yang's rescue!"

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Yang Zhengshan laughed, "Then I won't be polite!"

As he said this, he put the jade box directly into his arms.

Granny Xue didn't care about one Qingling Fruit, after all, they had snatched four.

She ate one herself and left one for Xue Qiaoer, so there were two left, which she could give to Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan didn't expect to have an unexpected gain. Today he only got one Qingling Fruit, but in a few years he will be able to harvest countless Qingling Fruits.

After getting a Qingling Fruit, Yang Zhengshan was in a good mood and didn't think that Grandma Xue and the others deserved to be hunted down.

As for the Temple of Martial God!
Ahem, those things were snatched away by Grandma Xue and her gang. Even if the Martial God Palace is angry, they should look for trouble with the Snow Spirit Palace. It has nothing to do with him.

After talking for a while, they buried the body hastily and went to a nearby market town.

The battle here was seen by many people in the town.

At this time, the entire town was on alert, and hundreds of soldiers were stationed outside the town, watching Yang Zhengshan and his group vigilantly.

When Yang Zhengshan and his men approached, a military officer stepped forward cautiously and shouted, "Excuse me, who are you?"

He was a little afraid, but he had to step forward and ask.

"Marquis Jing'an Yang Zhengshan, you don't need to be nervous, we just want to rest here for one night!" Yang Zhengshan stepped forward and said.

The military officer was startled, then asked, "Marquis Jing'an, is that the Marquis Jing'an who is married to the Duke of Xingguo?"

"Yes!" Yang Zhengshan nodded, then took out his own seal and handed it to him.

His marquis seal had been changed to a square jade seal, because he was now a first-class marquis with hereditary succession.

The military officer looked at the Marquis' seal and bowed quickly, saying, "Yang Yanchun, the deputy commander of the Yushan Thousand Households, greets the Marquis!"

"No need to be so polite. There's nothing going on here. Just do what you need to do!" Yang Zhengshan said.

This market town is called Yushan Town, which is a market town within the territory of Nanjiang Town. There is also a Yushan Qianhu Suo about ten miles to the south, which belongs to the west road of Nanjiang Town.

"By the way, try not to spread what I do here. Even if your superior knows, I don't want him to come and disturb us!" Yang Zhengshan said to Yang Yanchun.

The marriage between the Yang family and the Qu family is naturally no secret in Nanjiang Town. It is estimated that all the officials and generals in Nanjiang Town know about it now.

Yang Zhengshan's appearance here would inevitably attract the attention of some officials and generals. Whether it was to please them or to visit them, Yang Zhengshan did not want to be disturbed.

"Yes! I will convey the Marquis's intention to my superior!"

"Well, is there an inn here?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

"No, but there are a few small courtyards in the town that can be rented," said Yang Yanchun.

Yang Zhengshan nodded, "Then please help us rent a small courtyard. We want to rest here for two days!"

Immediately, Yang Yanchun took Yang Zhengshan into the town and found a small courtyard to live in.

The courtyard in the town is like a farmhouse, with a fence and a few wooden houses. Although it is very simple, it is still suitable for living.

After settling down in the yard, Yang Zhengshan took out a small porcelain bottle and threw it to Yang Yanchun, "This is a reward for you, the Bone Strengthening Pill!"

Bone strengthening pill!
Yang Yanchun hurriedly caught the small porcelain bottle and bowed with joy, "Thank you, Lord!"

"Go and do your work, don't disturb us!" Yang Zhengshan said and went into the wooden house.

Yang Yanchun bowed and walked out of the courtyard. After closing the door, he left with a happy look on his face.

For Yang Zhengshan, this bone-strengthening pill is of no use, but for Yang Yanchun, it is a rare treasure.

In the house, Yu Qingyi was chatting with Xue Qiaoer, who was telling them about their experiences in the Jinlong Dynasty in recent years. In fact, they not only went to the Jinlong Dynasty but also went to many dynasties in the south, and even went to the territory of the Martial God Temple, otherwise they would not have snatched four Qingling Fruits from the Martial God Temple.

As for the Temple of Martial God, Xue Qiaoer was not very afraid. Although the strength of Xueling Palace was far inferior to that of the Temple of Martial God, the Ling'en Holy Church as a whole was not much worse than that of the Temple of Martial God.

After listening to them talking for a long time, Yang Zhengshan asked, "Do you still need Flame Red Lotus?"

"What I needed, you found it!" Xue Qiaoer looked at Yang Zhengshan happily.

They spent several years trying to find the Flame Red Lotus but failed because it was too rare. Even in the Jinlong Dynasty, it was difficult to find any trace of the Flame Red Lotus.

"Yes, I found it. I have six flaming red lotus seeds here. I wonder if they are enough for you!"

As Yang Zhengshan spoke, he took out a wooden box from the bag beside him.

Of course, he did not take it out from the bag, but from the Lingquan space.

These six lotus seeds were left by Yang Zhengshan last year. Another twelve were planted by Yang Zhengshan in the pond in the Lingquan space. Now those flame red lotuses have bloomed, and in a few months they will produce some lotus pods.

So Yang Zhengshan has no shortage of this thing now.

"Enough, enough!" Xue Qiaoer said with joy on her face as she looked at the lotus seeds with fiery red patterns in the wooden box.

"Why do you collect so many precious medicines?" Yang Zhengshan asked.

Xue Qiaoer and the others got a total of thirteen kinds of precious medicines from him. Yang Zhengshan felt that this should be a pill recipe, but he didn't know what kind of pill it was.

What's more, the main medicine is missing, which may be a magical fruit.

Xue Qiaoer hesitated for a moment and said, "To refine the Soul-Attaching Pill."

"Fulingdan? What is that?" Yang Zhengshan had never heard of this name.

"It is used by the Holy Spirit!" Xue Qiaoer said.

Yang Zhengshan was stunned. "So you took the Soul-Attaching Pill to gain the power of the Holy Spirit of Ice and Snow?"

"That's right. Every Palace Master of our Snow Spirit Palace must take a Soul-Attaching Pill. However, Soul-Attaching Pills are very difficult to refine. A total of three kinds of spiritual fruits, eighteen kinds of precious medicines, and seventy-two kinds of medicinal materials are required. Only three pills can be refined each time!"

“When the Snow Spirit Palace’s Soul Attaching Pills are exhausted, the new Snow Spirit Palace Master will be responsible for refining a furnace of Soul Attaching Pills to ensure that the Snow Spirit Palace can continue to be passed down for three generations!”

Xue Qiaoer explained.

Yang Zhengshan suddenly realized that this made sense.

The inheritance of the Palace Master of the Xueling Palace is not passed down from generation to generation, but the eldest daughter of the youngest generation of the Xue family is chosen. This is probably to reduce the consumption of the Attachment Spirit Pill.

(End of this chapter)