The Great Talisman

　　 Zulong's pupils shrank upon hearing the words, and his eyes stared at the demon ancestor: "Sage shot?"

"In the great world, only a saint can hide my perception and deduction, and only a saint can secretly calculate it against me!" The demon ancestor started to shake the pot at this time, originally he did not take the three clans patriarchs in his eyes. Yes, because he is invincible in the world, he naturally doesn't care about the views of the three ants. But suddenly two saints appeared, and they were so terrifying. He felt that his strength was still not enough, and it was necessary to win over his subordinates.

　　 Simply buckle all the pots directly on the saint, isn't it the best of both worlds?

　　 Of course, the sage is the most suspicious. In fact, in the heart of the demon ancestor, the sage may really be the black hand behind the scenes.

"Sage!" Zu Long gritted his teeth when he heard the words, his forehead burst into blue veins, an expression of anger rushing into the sky, but he sneered in his heart: "You are a fool to be the ancestor? The loss of Lingbao can be said to be a sage calculation, can it be killed? My child, is a saint calculating? Did the saint control your body and kill my child?"

　　 His ancestor dragon is also a great power in the world, how can he swallow this bad breath willingly?

　　 awkward!

　　 "The ancestors can rest assured, the subordinates must secretly trace the traces of the saints, and find out the details of the saints for the ancestors!" Zu Long said respectfully.

　　 "Good! Good! Good! Patriarch, I did not misunderstand you!" Mozu laughed and patted Zulong's shoulder.

　　 "It's just..." Zulong looked at Mozu hesitantly.

　　 "Just what?" Seeing Zulong's expression, Mozu asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

　　 "I wonder if the ancestor can give back the talisman?" Zu Long saluted again.

　　 Dedication is a very important matter. Zulong has seen many innate spirit treasures, but none of them is like a dedication. That clinging talisman has all sorts of mystery, absolutely extraordinary spiritual treasure, but Zulong is not willing to leave the treasure to the demon ancestor.

　　 "Holding talisman? What type of talisman?" Mozu was taken aback when he heard the words.

　　……

　　 Yang Sanyang looked towards the sky with a gleam of divine light in his eyes. The flames of the gossip furnace in his body were exuberant, but not as strong. He just polished and carved the Dingfeng Pill in the pill furnace with warm fire.

　　 Let me say that Yang Sanyang was driving the dragon beard and tiger all the way to escape. Suddenly, a stream of light flashed above his head, causing Yang Sanyang to immediately converge his energy, and the dragon beard and tiger quickly stopped, holding his breath and waiting for the opponent to go away.

It's just that the golden light circled for a while, and fell in front of Yang Sanyang not far away, turning into two familiar figures: "Pan, my ancestor, I felt your breath before, and I found it. Why are you kidding me? Here?"

　　 Bai Ze stood side by side with the ancestor, looking at the dragon beard tiger standing on the tree, or the barbarian riding on the dragon beard tiger's back.

　　 Yang Sanyang blinked, thinking in his heart, jumped off the tree, and bowed to the ancestor: "The disciple has seen the master."

"You haven't crossed the three plagues, but you are running around all day long. Now the great horrors and horses are rumbling, and the gods and demons are breaking out. You can't say this point of cultivation will be affected by the calamity, so it will be turned into ashes! When you embark on the path of longevity, you must know to cherish, and you should practice hard in the mountains in order to become immortal and transcend.

　　 "The disciple knows wrong!" Yang Sanyang did not dare to argue, but bowed respectfully.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Patriarch nodded when he heard the words, Bai Ze walked forward with a smile, stood up, and patted Yang Sanyang's shoulder with his paws: "You kid, don’t you See you, but I can't see you through."

　　 As he spoke, he seemed to feel something wrong with his hand, and subconsciously scratched his body twice.

　　 Yang Sanyang pulled away the robe, patted Bai Ze's paw, and blinked at him. Bai Ze immediately understood it and turned to the ancestor: "Brother Dao, let's go first, I have something to say with this little barbarian."

The Patriarch heard Yang Sanyang a meaningful look, and then nodded: "You go back to the mountain to practice hard, and now the outside world is in chaos, it is a battle that destroys the world at every turn. If you are accidentally involved, I will even rescue you. You are too late."

　　 "The disciple respectfully presents the ancestor!" Yang Sanyang bowed.

　　The ancestor left, Bai Ze wandered around the dragon beard and tiger: "What is this thing? Why is it so ugly? You actually ride such a strange thing, don't you lose our face?"

　　The dragon-beard-tiger body is awkward, but he dared not refute it, just lowered his head and whimpered, like an aggrieved kitten.

　　 Facing the innate sacred Bai Ze, he seemed to be one level worse. The pressure on his bloodline made him afraid to refute, but he turned his head and looked at Yang Sanyang aggrieved.

　　 "I don't ride it, what should I ride?" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze meaningfully.

Feeling Yang Sanyang’s horrifying gaze, Bai Ze suddenly exploded his hair: "Damn! You little barbarian, you have an inch, dare to beat my ancestors! You have no conscience, ancestors, I want you to become enlightened. , How much did I give up? How much did I give? Even the dignity was wiped out..."

　　 "Okay, well, old ancestors don't want to say! Don't want to say! I'm just joking, can you ride me? Can you ride me?"

　　 Yang Sanyang was a bit speechless, and he hurried to accompany him.

　　 For Bai Ze, he is sincerely grateful for the kindness that he can't repay in this life.

　　 "Hmm, you still have a conscience!" Bai Ze jumped, shrank, and landed on Dragon Beard's head, making Dragon Beard tiger's body tremble and lying directly on the ground.

　　 "Useless things!" Yang Sanyang's face turned black, and he kicked Dragon Beard Tiger: "Hurry up on the road, otherwise I will peel you off and stew the soup later."

　　 "Whoo~"

　　 An electric light flashed across the sky, and it was already thousands of miles away. Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze: "Why is the ancestor in the mood to walk out of the mountain?"

　　 "Did you do the light of the Buddha?" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes. The more he looked at it, the more he felt the two were similar. If the barbarian's hair was removed, it would be eighth similar to the Buddha.

　　 "What are the ancestors talking about?" Yang Sanyang was taken aback, and the next moment he was shocked, he understood the meaning of Bai Ze's eyes.

　　 "We two have a fateful friendship, should you not lie to me?" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes: "I'm just curious to ask."

　　He and Bai Ze are indeed in fateful friendship. Bai Ze does not hesitate to sacrifice the dignity of the gods for him. The relationship between the two is deep, and it is already stronger than the sea.

　　 "Where did the flaw leak out?" Yang Sanyang was uncertain in his heart, revealing a touch of seriousness. Since Bai Ze could find this flaw, the rest of the gods could also find it.

　　 "Wow, it's you!" With a cheer, Bai Ze leaped out and jumped up to Yang Sanyang's head.

　　 "Om~"

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 menstruation turns to the first time, only to hear a scream from Bai Ze, and then fly out, flew out in an instant, was Yang Sanyang Quickly grabbed the hand with sharp eyes.

"Oh, it hurts me to death!" Bai Ze stood up with a swollen nose and looked at the hosta on Yang Sanyang's head. He was so excited that he couldn't speak, and his saliva flowed out. He pointed to the hosta madly and said: "Xiantian Lingbao Innate Lingbao!"

　　 "Ancestor, the spirit treasure has the master, you can't get involved!" Yang Sanyang grabbed the dancing Bai Ze, for fear that the servant rushed out again.

"Who? Whose spirit treasure? Why is it with you?" Bai Ze was taken aback when he heard the words: "What is the owner afraid of? Now in your hands, that's ours! Let's erase its mark and force the sacrifice! Even then What if you hire the owner of the treasure?"

　　 Yang Sanyang was speechless when he heard the words, Bai Ze was like this, he couldn't move when he saw the treasure, his eyes straightened and he couldn't control it.

　　 Yang Sanyang pointed to the bright moon in the sky: "If you can beat anyone, we can grab the treasure."

　　 "Which one?" Bai Ze raised his head and looked at the starry sky, the bright moon was round and round, covering the entire land, tentatively said: "Moon God?"

　　 Yang Sanyang nodded: "Of course!"

　　 "Oh!" Bai Ze fell down when he heard the words, and sat down: "Why are you involved with whom? Even the Xiantian Lingbao was lent to you?"

　　 Yang Sanyang smiled and shook his head, his voice solemnly said: "My ancestor hasn't said yet, how did I discover my flaws?"

　　 "Does it count to look like?" Bai Ze rolled his eyes.

　　 Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard the words~www.wuxiaspot.com~ His eyes were filled with surprise, and after a while, he said, "No wonder!"

"I am the one who committed the obstacle of knowing and seeing. I always thought that Dao Fa was supernatural, but I forgot the most primitive means!" Yang Sanyang frowned, his eyes showed a dignified look: "Knowing and seeing obstacles, no! I only remember Dao Fa supernatural powers, but Forget the easiest way."

"It's really yours? Impossible! Your kid is inferior to me, how could you make such a big battle?" Bai Ze returned to his senses at this time, and all the depression was gone, turning into a light of excitement: "Then Doesn’t it mean that in the future I can walk the entire Great Desolation Master? Who dares to provoke me, you will kill him for me! If the Demon Ancestor is not pleasing to the eye, you will pinch the Demon Ancestor for me. If the God Emperor is not pleasing to the eye, you will Poke the **** emperor to death for me, isn't the entire Great Wilderness ours?"

　　 Bai Ze became more excited as he talked, his eyes brightened.

　　 Scanning the blue bird like a clay sculpture on his shoulders and the dragon-bearded tiger under his crotch, Yang Sanyang lowered his voice, grabbed Bai Ze's ear, and whispered quietly.

　　 "So? You didn't lie to me?" Bai Ze raised his head and looked at Yang Sanyang with a look of unbelief and doubt.

"This matter depends on your ancestors, and ancestors must speak for me in front of the emperor, spread the Fa and collect faith for me, as long as we receive enough faith, then we will bully whoever we want to bully. Anyone who is not pleasing to the eye will slap to death!" Yang Sanyang flattered Bai Ze.

　　 With such a resource as Bai Ze, there is no reason not to use it.

　　If the **** emperor can take action to promote Buddhist scriptures for himself, and preach in the great wilderness for himself, the speed of collecting aspirations will skyrocket again.

　　The key is how Bai Ze persuades the emperor to preach for himself!