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Chapter 867 – Repair

After about two hours, he felt that he was full of energy, and a residual mace suddenly appeared in his hand. On the top of the residual mace, there was a crack that went around the entire residual mace, and obviously, this residual mace should have been cut into two pieces from here.

However, half of the original mark had already healed, so the residual mace’s mark now looked more like a fissure.

Furthermore, on the body of the residual mace that was near the handshake, there was originally a small gap. It looked like it had collapsed due to the immense force from the battle, but this gap had now been completely repaired, and there were no signs of a fracture and collapse.

Yang Junshan squinted his eyes and carefully sized up the residual mace in his hand from top to bottom. Another ball of pitch black soft mud that looked like starlight appeared on his other hand, and he dug a piece of the soft mud with his finger, then carefully spread it onto the crack in the middle of the residual mace, covering less than a third of the crack.

After that, Yang Junshan started to circulate the True Essence in his body, and the dense nine man true energy started to continuously surge towards the residual mace. Even because he was using the Nineman Mantra at full power, there was a faint Dharma Idol behind him, and the imposing manner that was surging out of his body was even causing the space around him to become viscous.

Along with the influx of the nine man true energy, countless golden threads began to appear on the mottled surface of the residual mace’s body, and continuously and diligently extend forward, drawing mysterious lines on the residual mace’s surface. These lines, without exception, were exactly the same as the lines on the Dao Tattoo Stone, the Primordius Token and the silver Dao talisman.

However, because of the existence of the Broken Mark, it was extremely difficult to reach the other end of the residual mace, but it was not completely impossible. In fact, on the other side of the Broken Marks, there were also golden threads appearing on the residual mace, but it was much dimmer than the first half, which meant that the nine man true energy had to consume a large amount of energy to reach the other end of the mark.

However, this was only on one side where the cracks existed, and on the other side where the cracks did not exist, the nine man true energy’s energy consumption through the golden silk dao patterns was much less. However, Yang Junshan could still feel that the flow of the true essence here was still obscure, it was not as smooth as when the residual mace was flowing in other parts of the body.

It was not that the cracks did not exist, but they had actually been repaired by the Heaven Mud, and similarly, Yang Junshan was pouring his true essence into the residual mace in an unending stream, in order to heal the other small cut, which was the one-third inch crack that had just been smeared with the Heaven Mud.

Following the flow of true essence, the Heaven Mending Mud that was applied to the cracks was refined day by day, and the one-third of the crack gradually disappeared from the residual mace, while the two halves of the residual mace were reconnected. At the same time, in the span of one third of an inch, there were at least ten lines of golden lines that were reconnected, while the other side of the golden lines that were originally unfathomable also began to shine, and although there was still a clear difference from the other side, the flow of true essence was much smoother than before.

From the moment the Heaven Mending Mud was smeared on to this small crack disappearing, the Heaven Mending Mud had completely merged with the residual mace. Even though it looked simple, it had taken Yang Junshan three days and three nights.

The suffocating dense nature spirit energy around him began to gather towards him. Yang Junshan was like a bottomless black hole, swallowing up all the nature spirit energy as the true essence in his body slowly recovered.

Half of the cracks on the residual mace had already disappeared, and the rest of the residual mace could only be repaired with a little bit of effort.

However, Yang Junshan still had a question, and he asked: “Why is it that even though the parts are still intact, the flow of true essence cannot be completely normal?”

A pangolin fa?ade emerged from the residual mace’s body and unhappily said: “Do you even need to ask? Although the two pieces of residual mace were broken, and were healed by the Heaven Mending Mud, the cracks on the surface still exist. The flow of your true essence will naturally be restricted. ”

Yang Junshan frowned, and said: “Then what do we do, do we have to find a grandmaster refiner?”

“Find a Grandmaster Blacksmith?” If you dare to take it out, he’ll dare to snatch it! ”

The Pangolin said, “Actually, we can continue to use the Heaven Mud. I can feel that as long as we continue to refine the Heaven Mud, the broken parts of the body will continue to stick together, but this process is not as fast as the body’s surface, and it is very likely to last for a year or even longer. In addition, the amount of Heaven Mud consumed will also increase greatly.”

Yang Junshan looked at the Heaven Mending Mud in his hands. From the time he got this from the Desolation Jedi, until when Yang Junshan had chopped off the pair of silver hands of the Bronze-ranked Grand Handle Cultivator at the Jadeite Lake Oasis, he finally discovered the miraculous ability of the Heaven Mending Mud. It could actually be used to repair and continue the broken residual mace.

At this time, the residual mace’s surface had already been half filled with broken marks, but the Heaven Mud had only used up about a quarter of it. It was probably enough to continue refining the Heaven Mud to make up for the broken marks inside the residual mace, and there should even be some remaining.

On the journey to the Desolation Jedi, although Yang Junshan had stepped into the Taihang Realm Realm in one go, after receiving Ancestor Cang Xuan’s handwritten letter on array dao, it should have been natural for him to become a Grandmaster of array dao. It could be said that his agreement with Taoist Eastflow and Daoist Ziyuan had already been fulfilled ahead of time.

On the contrary, after the battle at the Jadeite Lake, it actually gave him a sense of urgency and crisis. From the 24 Heaven and Earth Spirit Treasures s being fought over by hundreds of Spiritual Masters above the Profound Handle, to the sudden counterattack by the alien forces, which the human race of the Xi Zhou had long suppressed, appearing to be on the verge of collapse due to the Purple Wind Sect’s overt plot to scheme at the Jadeite Lake Oasis, then, he thought that Ziyuan and the two elders of the Eastern Stream Tribe were all prepared meticulously for the matter of the thunder tribulation. It was likely that Yang Junshan’s instincts told him that after this, there was still a huge crisis hidden.

His strength was far from being enough, the accumulation of his entire Yang family was far from enough. A crisis that could make countless high level cultivators and even the forefathers of Taoist cultivators feel that they were approaching, whether it was him or the entire Yang family, would require him to continue to raise his strength. Any hint of satisfaction and delay could lead to irreparable consequences.

Because this was the first place in the entire Western Mountain that saw the sunrise, a platform had been specially built. On this platform, there waavilion made entirely out of glazed glass.

No matter how you looked at it, this penthouse could be considered to be a masterpiece. However, the only flaw was that there was a damaged part in the north corner of the penthouse. Although it had been repaired, it still made the entire place look quite pale.

This pavilion was the Yang Family’s secret space!

Because the dimensional space was damaged, Adept Realm Cultivator could only enter the space hall, which was the core of the secret realm. However, they were still unable to enter the secret realm because the damaged dimensional power of the Secret realm space was unable to withstand the power of the existence of the Adept Realm Cultivator.

However, after Yang Junshan brought the Qiankun Stone back from the Desolation Jedi, although he was still unable to completely repair the damaged pavilion, he could still borrow the dimensional power of the Qiankun stone to seal off the damaged pavilion. This way, even though the pavilion was still incomplete, he would be able to carry the Adept Realm Cultivator in and out of the pavilion freely.

Before Sang Shener had advanced to the realms of life, she had always liked to stay within the penthouse secret plane. The spirit mulberry trees and normal spirit mulberry seeds that she brought out all grew within the secret plane, and these trees had now grown into large trees. At the same time, the Yang family’s spiritual plantation was also established within the secret realm, which was usually taken care of by Yang Junqi and her.

In the middle of a small forest of mulberry trees, the smallest mulberry tree was already 30 feet tall, with palm-sized leaves that were lush and verdant. It could completely be plucked off to feed the spirit silkworm, but this smallest mulberry tree was now completely covered in ice, turning the entire tree into an ice sculpture.

Beneath the mulberry tree, Yang Junqi laughed out loud: “This fellow is so stingy, it only plucked a few pieces of leaves from the Spirit Mulberry King Tree for the other Spirit Silkworms to eat. How can it wrap the Spirit Mulberry King Tree in a layer of frost, how can I let the other Spirit Silkworms eat it, what if I freeze to death by eating it?”

On the other side of Yang Junqi, Sang Shener said helplessly: “That’s not true, the Spirit Sage King’s tree is not so tender, but I’m afraid that in the future, it will be impossible to pluck any more leaves from the Spirit Sage King’s tree. With the Ice Silkworm’s cold energy, even if you pluck the other Spirit Silkworms, you will not dare to eat them!”

Yang Junqi laughed: “Does that mean that from now on, the leaves of the Spirit Sage King’s tree are all this guy’s to eat?”

“What solo food?”

Outside of Sang Lin, a cloud of dust rolled up and formed a gigantic face. The face was almost the same as Yang Junshan’s, and the voice came from the face itself.

Yang Junqi was shocked. She looked at this huge face as if she had thought of something. After a while, she asked uncertainly, “Soul consciousness?”