The Great Talisman

The primordial man with the madness of the supreme talisman in Chapter 186: "Suppress the air?" Yang Sanyang's eyes flickered after hearing the words: "Will Daluo God fall?"

　　 "If the aura is exhausted, all living beings will be destroyed! Even if the fairy of Da Luo is no exception, it is difficult to escape the iron law!"

　　 "Qing Qi..." Yang Sanyang showed a strange light in his eyes, tapping the broom in his hand lightly with his fingers: "What is Qi Qi?"

　　 "The number of Qi is the number of Qi. When you prove it, you will be a fairy, and you will understand!" Tong'er raised his chin inexplicably.

　　 "You still look like a golden fairy, right?" Yang Sanyang asked weakly when he looked at the extremely proud boy.

　　 "You can't teach the vertical! I can't talk this day!" The boy's face turned black, and then turned away without saying anything: "Remember to bring me the drink."

　　The boy is gone, Yang Sanyang still sweeps the dust on the ground unhurriedly, thinking in his eyes.

　　 The cruelty of Xianlu, he has also seen the tip of the iceberg through the dictation of a boy today.

　　The Great Desolate World has never lacked Tianjiao, no lack of innate blood, and it is extremely difficult for the acquired creatures to want to live forever.

　　Only with the proof of the golden immortal, can you transcend the calamity and truly live forever.

　　 Ordinary monks have a life span of 129,600 years, which seems to be very long, but Yang Sanyang has spent 10,000 years without knowing it. Coupled with the ordinary time that was delayed that year, I am afraid that 20,000 years have already passed.

　　 Twenty thousand years, this is something he couldn't even think of before.

"But the immortal is still very far away from me! The congenital womb is too difficult to refine, so I might as well take the opportunity to cultivate the Amitabha Buddha image. As for the spiritual things that entrust the Buddha image? Now it is not difficult for me to find!" Yang Sanyang sweeps A good courtyard, with his eyes looking into the distance, he thought of his own tribe, of the girl who was desperately sniping under the lights.

　　 But he dare not go back!

　　Don't say that 20,000 years, even if it lasts for decades, it's a vicissitudes of life, and he doesn't want to face those strange faces.

　　 Those familiar faces have all turned into dust in the wind.

"I'm right! I'm not wrong! If I stay in the tribe, apart from old age, there will be no second way! Although I can observe the laws of the heavens and the earth, I can only prove it to the heavenly immortal status, or maybe Only after the three plagues are you qualified to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth! I have Baoshan free, but I can't use it!" Yang Sanyang put down the broom and said firmly, "I am not wrong!"

　　Longevity is his will in this life.

　　 After sweeping the fallen leaves, Yang Sanyang thought in his heart and came to Daoxing Dongfu. The Daoxing Dongfu was covered with a thick layer of rock, and the dust when he left that year has turned into bluestone.

　　 The divine text that blessed the mana was not erased with the passage of time. Thanks to the blessing of the divine power, the wooden sign still exists, still inserted in that position, and it is covered with thick dust.

　　 stretched out his palm, the wooden sign flew out, and Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a sense of sorrow: "This kid, once retreat is ten thousand years, it seems that he will definitely gain."

　　 The real fire in his hand circulated, the wooden sign was shattered, and then Yang Sanyang turned into a streamer and went away. When he reappeared, he had already returned to his valley, and Wa was happily sorting out the lees.

　　 "Wa, you don't work hard, you are still making wine here!" Yang Sanyang touched Wa's head.

"Brother, I'm an adult, can you not touch people's head like this!" Wa rolled her eyes irritably, but didn't resist: "People are now accumulating the foundation and are preparing to find a good day to survive the three plagues. I am a natural race. Immortal... don't worry."

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "..." Yang Sanyang was speechless, and violently ravaged the head of Little Turnip before turning around and sitting on the blue stone: "Oh ..."

　　 A long sigh sounded in the valley, and Yang Sanyang said with a sad face: "It's simply unreasonable, the innate race is too blessed."

　　 A touch of sadness rolled up in my heart. For the sake of longevity, I beg my grandpa to tell my grandmother all day long, running around looking for opportunities.

　　 But what about those two little carrot heads?

　　 He used to think that his little carrot head was pitiful, but now it seems that he is his own ignorance, it is simply too ignorant!

　　 There is no one worse than himself!

　　 Looking at the dragon-bearded tiger digging in the clear water not far away, Yang Sanyang dug out two jars of wine from the soil: "Go, send these two jars of wine to the boy."

　　 Dragon Beard Tiger looked at the divine texts emerging in the river, and looked at Yang Sanyang with a dazed expression: "Who is the boy?"

　　 "Hateful innate race!" Yang Sanyang stood up, kicked to the dragon beard and tiger, kicking it everywhere, holding his head around: "You can't ask, ask everywhere?"

　　 Dragon Beard Tiger ran away carrying two jars of wine, a **** can not suffer in the Wonderland of Lingtai, as long as the ancestor and boy don't make a move, this boy can jump around.

　　 "Clang~"

　　 "Clang~"

　　 "Clang~"

　　 The bells on the top of the mountain rang, and Yang Sanyang raised his head to look at the distant mountain: "The Patriarch is going to preach?"

　　 "Go, this time I will take your brothers and sisters up the mountain, but I want to see that guy dares to intercept!" Yang Sanyang smiled coldly and said to Wa: "Go and wake up your brother, let's go up the mountain."

　　 Daoyi Mountain

　　 Daoyi sat cross-legged on the top of the peak, and behind it, Daoyuan's mana surging around his body, endless flames flowed, helping him to restrain the big tree branches in his body.

　　 The bell rang, Dao Yuan slowly closed his power, Dao Yi opened his eyes, and took a deep breath: "Thank you Junior Sister! If it weren't for the real fire of Junior Sister, I'm afraid that my body, the spiritual object that entrusts the Dharma image, will still not be suppressed."

　　 "Brother, the big tree branch has been refined by you for ten thousand years, why hasn't it been refined yet?" Dao Yuan looked surprised.

"It's been refined, but I don't know why, I always run away inexplicably!" Daoyi smiled reluctantly at this time: "The elders in the clan have already searched for the earth marrow for me. As long as I get the earth marrow, I will get the nourishment of the earth marrow and suppress it. The hidden dangers here are not easy, and the younger sister should not worry about it. I am a rock god, and there are still some treasures in the clan, so it is not difficult to solve the hidden dangers in my body."

　　 Dao Yuan nodded when he heard the words, and smiled: "That's good. The Patriarch is going to preach again, let's listen to the preaching."

Daoyi nodded, then stood up, looked at Daoyuan’s cheek, and suddenly said, "Junior sister seems to be in a good mood today. It has been a long time since she saw her smile like this! Is there something happy to say and why? Brother share and share."

　　 "Where there is it, brother thinks too much, let's go!" Daoyuan narrowed his smile and covered his talent.

　　 Daoyi’s eyes flashed with doubts. Following Daoyuan, he walked all the way to the Patriarch’s Hall. When he was halfway there, his pupils suddenly shrank: “It’s him! It’s him! The evil animal is back, and he didn’t die outside!”

Ever since I heard that the ancestor wanted to preach, the dragon-bearded tiger and the blue bird were both making noises, and they had to follow them with a sullen face. Yang Sanyang had no choice but to support the little bird on his shoulders, riding the dragon-bearded tiger, two small carrot heads and one Before and after, stroking the dragon beard and tiger's fur, a group of people walked to the place where the ancestor preached.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "Oh, who am I? It turned out to be the fourth brother!" Yang Sanyang smiled and raised his head, looking at the two figures coming side by side, Shan Feng Blown clothes fluttering, as if it were a couple of gods.

　　 Even Yang Sanyang had to admit at this time that Dao Yuan and Dao Yi stood together, they really matched well, much better than himself, a guy with an ugly ape body.

　　 pantothenic in his heart, but in order to maintain his demeanor in front of Dao Yuan, Yang Sanyang had to forcibly endure and greeted the two.

"Hehe, it is true that people are divided into groups, and animals and animals will only gather together!" The fourth senior brother's expression was cold, and Yang Sanyang had troubles several times and prevented him from coming to Taiwan. The two sides had already torn their cheeks, so there is no need to worry. .

　　 And, for some reason, between Yang Sanyang and Dao Yuan, he always felt something was wrong.

　　 Although I don’t know the words digging the wall, but morality has a sense of urgency of being digged.

"Hehe, I think that the senior man looks pale, unlike the full energy of the qi practitioners of my generation. Could it be that he has used the wrong skill and hurt the foundation?" Yang Sanyang looked surprised: "Brother, the moral incompatibility is very serious, then I don’t think you will be blessed by the big tree branch, so please return the treasure to me quickly."

　　 "Dao Guo! Brother!" Dao Yuan yelled: "Why do you two keep arguing as soon as you meet, don't stop quickly, the ancestor is preaching soon, don't rush into the ancestor."

　　Although the ancestor said that he could not seduce Daoyi, but seeing Daoyi sticking to Daoyuan all day~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Yang Sanyang's anger rose in his heart, and the nameless fire was burning, but he couldn't help but start.

After these ten thousand years, the moral life is not easy. Yang Sanyang faced the ridicule of the other party, of course, he did not take it seriously. He rode in front of the dragon beard and said: "Some people look down on me, but they don’t know my mount. Some people are worse than beasts."

　　 "You..." Daoyi burst into flames when he heard the words, shaking his body, and his whole body was full of mana and wanted to do it.

　　 "Brother!" Daoyuan pulled Daoyi's sleeve, and then went to see Yang Sanyang sitting down with a look of surprise on his face: "Sure enough, he is a person who has already proven himself to be an immortal. The junior is good at it."

　　 Dragon Beard Tiger lowered his head, rolling his eyes full of grievances, what do you care about? Why should I be scolded?

Yang Sanyang smiled, and came outside the Patriarch’s lobby without thinking. He got off the dragon beard and tiger, and a line of divine writing appeared, and said to it: "You are already a great virtue when you listen outside the door, and you need to live again. Stay and don't cause trouble."

　　 Dragon Beard Tiger repeatedly nodded, and Yang Sanyang turned around and walked into the lobby without looking at Daoyi.

　　"Brother, your bird needs to be kept outside, right?" Daoyi's figure flashed, blocking Yang Sanyang's path: "A beast with fur and horns is also worthy of entering the room to hear the speech?"

　　 This is to scold Yang Sanyang!

　　 Yang Sanyang stopped, looked at the moral right in front of him with a pair of eyes, and shook his head: "Idiot, poor idiot!"

　　 All the brothers in the whole hall, all of them have changed their colors at this moment, and even the complexion of Dao Yuan has changed.

　　 Ask the person in the lobby: Wearing fur and horns, isn't that?

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