The Great Talisman

　　 In the main hall, Yang Sanyang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, and it was 18,000 years between his fingers.

　　 "Brother, Senior Sister Daoyuan is out!" A whisper resounded in the hall, and Wa looked at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes.

　　 Yang Sanyang sat for 18,000 years, and the time was long or short, but Wa seemed a little boring.

"Ok?"

　　 Yang Sanyang, who was in retreat, frowned slightly and slowly opened his eyes. In an instant, the infinite light of Buddha circulated in his eyes, and he couldn't help but retreat three steps, his face pale.

　　 Yang Sanyang has always been a person who can prioritize and know what to do when he knows what to do.

　　 This retreat, the harvest is beyond imagination, this 8,000 years is the 18,000 years that it has laid its foundation.

　　 "This is the golden age of Amitabha. The holy path does not show its sole dignity, and the whole world is used to support one person. Enlightenment is expected!" Yang Sanyang sighed with emotion.

　　The accumulation of the power of a saint is ultimately rootless duckweed. Only when the world of three thousand horizontal sands of Buddhism is constructed can it be the fundamental Dafa, with endless power of belief.

　　Time is like water, and it's 18,000 years!

　　The old man practiced Tai Chi for 18,000 years. Yang Sanyang realized the Holy Dafa and practiced for 18,000 years.

　　 Dahuang doesn't know how many souls have fallen into the Three Thousand World, and the whole Three Thousand World is no longer the same, and a different atmosphere is brewing.

　　 The life span of ordinary creatures is not more than five hundred, and it may be more than a thousand years. Yang Sanyang harvested several crops of sentient beings in the great wasteland for 18,000 years, and the three thousand worlds began to change.

　　 All beings in the Great Wilderness chant Buddhist scriptures. After death, they will naturally be attracted by Amitabha Buddhadharma. By now, Yang Sanyang has completely failed to understand Amitabha's cultivation.

　　 He can't understand Amitabha's current state, although he is the master of Dhamma.

　　 There are fascinating figures in the three thousand worlds, the evolution of heaven, and the endless souls of beings are mixed with the power of faith. Although it is only an illusory world, it has a somewhat different appearance, and the framework has been built.

　　 "Unfortunately, the soul can't give birth, otherwise my advancement will be faster!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

　　 18,000 years, 18,000 years of cause and effect, the forty-eight rosary beads in Amitabha's hand are condensed into substance, turning into rosary beads.

　　 The Buddha did not taint karma, because of the forty-eight rosary beads, all the karma of sentient beings converged in the rosary and became the source of power of the rosary.

　　 18,000 years, Buddhism blossomed everywhere, masters of the great wilderness appeared in large numbers, everywhere was the light of Buddha, and countless monks rose up in the last.

　　 I have to say that Buddhism is indeed a way to popularize the wilderness, regardless of race. As long as you believe in Amitabha, you can practice the Amitabha Sutra, cross the shackles of race and blood, and embark on the path of practice.

　　 Whether it is a demon or a hundred people, they all regard the holy way as a compulsory exercise, and hold them in their hands day and night.

　　 This is the Holy Way!

　　 includes all sentient beings, as long as they are sentient beings, they can cultivate. Without the slightest shackles, as long as you understand and believe in the Buddha, you can practice Supreme Dafa.

　　 Buddhism Daxing!

　　 also feeds back Amitabha, and feeds back the master Yang Sanyang.

　　 "Actually, I should take advantage of this good opportunity to establish Buddhism!" Yang Sanyang sighed softly, but he dismissed the idea again.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 Buddhism and Buddhism are definitely two different things. Buddhism and Buddhism are the method of practice, which is accepted by hundreds of people in the Great Wilderness and can help them.

　　 If Buddhism is established, it is to establish power, and it will inevitably be jealous of the demon ancestors and **** emperors, and thus be suppressed.

　　Maybe the **** emperor and the demon ancestor will join forces to deal with him as a saint!

　　 The gain is not worth the loss!

　　 "It's a pity! Such a good opportunity!" Yang Sanyang shook his head, with a touch of emotion in his eyes.

　　 "Why can't the Taiji Tu be hatched? I deduced it back then. It stands to reason that it should have been hatched long ago?" Yang Sanyang frowned, looking inwardly at the Tai Chi Tu, with a touch of contemplation in his eyes.

　　 "Scared you?" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa, and after 18,000 years, Wa finally grew up a little bit, um...just a little bit.

　　 He had just enlightened the holy way, and his mind returned, and he could not help but contain a little bit of residual holy spirit, which was definitely beyond the reach of ordinary monks.

"Brother, the look you had before was so majestic, Wa almost fell to her knees in fright by you!" Wa rolled her eyes, eyes full of stars looking at him: "Eighteen thousand years have passed, and brother has become stronger again. Yeah!"

　　 "You said that Yuan is out of the gate?" Yang Sanyang touched Wa's head.

　　娲 opened Yang Sanyang's hand and glared at him: "The Qi machine is gradually waking up, and it won't be long before he will wake up completely."

　　 "What should come will come after all!" Yang Sanyang slowly closed his eyes again: "Time flies!"

"It doesn't make sense! Why can't the Taiji diagram be conceived?" Yang Sanyang pondered in his heart, looking inside the Taiqing Dharma, but saw the chaos in the Dharma, the light of Yin and Yang was flowing, he could not see the main body of the Taiji diagram at all. Even the Congenital Chaos Yuan Tire can no longer see a trace.

　　 "Brother, what shall we do next?" Wa whispered.

　　 "What else can I do? Just push the boat along the river!" Yang Sanyang put down his doubts, now that he has the body of the holy way, he is not very worried about the innate spirit treasure.

　　 "How is your practice?" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa.

　　 "Brother, you are really amazing. The big tree actually grew roots and became an innate spiritual root. Brother is really good at it!" Wa could not help but his eyes brightened and smiled: "Brother, look!"

The green light flowing behind 　　娲 is full of vitality, and the bluestone under his feet has sprouted vegetation and flowers, and a hazy figure slowly emerges behind him.

　　 "Yes! Not bad! I am afraid that I will be immortal for the cultivation of this image. I am not in the midst of the calamity. Congratulations to my sister!" Yang Sanyang couldn't help but his eyes brightened when he looked at the image.

　　 "But it has formed a cause and effect with the big tree" Wa said with a sad face.

"It's okay, I will naturally plan for you in the future to resolve this cause and effect." Yang Sanyang moved his hands and feet, his eyes showed a glimmer of light, and he felt that the Buddha's method was unfathomable for 18,000 years. Only 18,000 years of accumulation has been accumulated, and the days will be long.

"For me, the most important thing is how to ensure that the holy way will not decline, how to maintain and advance the holy way alone! Make the holy way unfailing in the wilderness..." Yang Sanyang slowly stood up, with a touch of contemplation in his eyes: " The great calamity of gods and demons is good and bad for me, and mixed. The great calamity of gods and demons will damage sentient beings. At that time, the souls of countless sentient beings will be introduced into the three thousand worlds and strengthen my roots. The loss of sentient beings in reality will inevitably delay the convergence of beliefs."

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "If you want to dominate the world, you will never have a second saint in the Great Wilderness! No second saint is allowed besides me. A saint is born! Whether it is a demon ancestor or a **** emperor, it’s best to let both lose and lose, and it’s in my best interest!” Yang Sanyang’s various thoughts flickered: “Maintaining the orthodox of the holy way is my main task at the moment. All are just trails. It's like calculating morality, but it's just a trick played by children."

　　 "How to push the leader behind without leaving a trace, so that the demon ancestor and the **** emperor will die together, this is a difficult problem!" Yang Sanyang thought.

"My Amitabha method is far from enlightenment. It will take at least one calamity time. The gods and demons have already spread the holy path. Then in the next calamity, I must secretly intervene and occupy the dominant position! After 18,000 years of practice, countless scriptures have been awakened in the Amitabha Dharma, which can be passed on and added to my Buddhist path."

　　 Yang Sanyang thought, with unpredictable light in his eyes: "There are countless outstanding people in the Great Wilderness. As long as I set up a general framework, people will naturally derive countless profound meanings and supernatural powers to perfect my Buddhist Dafa."

　　Of course, the scriptures cannot be spread indiscriminately, only the faith is pious to a certain extent, and they have turned into mad believers, have contributed everything to the Buddha, and have settled in the heart of the Buddha. At this level, even if you die, you will never betray.

　　 Then through faith, he bestowed Dafa so that he would preach in the Great Wilderness and prosper Buddhism Avenue.

　　 Yang Sanyang showed a gleam of light in his eyes: "The next step is how to control the next general trend of calamity, and suppress the divine emperor and the demon ancestor from becoming enlightened."

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　　 Whether the **** emperor or the demon ancestor, they are all the favored sons of the sky, who want to suppress such existence, how easy is it to say?

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! Where is the chance of breaking the game? I still need to find the point of breaking the game! I don't know whether the progress of the **** emperor's cultivation level can catch up with the demon ancestor with the holy way technique!" Yang Sanyang had no idea In the end, the Demon Ancestor was amazing and brilliant, and it was indeed better than the Divine Emperor.

　　 With the method of directing the holy way, if the **** emperor can't catch up with the demon ancestor, he has nothing to say.

　　 is like two people studying together. In the beginning, both of them are self-study. The speed and progress are different. It depends on their talents.

　　 Now Yang Sanyang directly gave various detailed analytical answers. If the **** emperor is unable to keep up with the progress, what else can Yang Sanyang say?

　　The holy way is the ceiling of the two, with restrictions and shackles added. If the emperor doesn’t live up to his temper, what can he do?

　　 can run that far. Although the Mozu is smarter than you, he just stops there. As long as you work hard, you can always catch up.

　　 Yang Sanyang touched his chin: "But it's too choppy. I'm afraid this is very difficult to handle! Some things can't be caught up with hard work the day after tomorrow!"

　　 People can learn all kinds of knowledge easily, and get full marks every time in the exam. You tried hard, but you failed!

　　 I also fail to make up every day!

What can 　　 do?

　　 "Brother? What do you think now?" Looking at Yang Sanyang who was distracted, Wa pushed his shoulders: "Brother is cultivating stupid? Don't scare me!"

　　 "You girl, what are you thinking about!" Yang Sanyang said with black lines.