The Great Talisman

　　 was rejected by the monkey!

　　 was despised by the monkey!

　　 Bai Ze now has a feeling of tears flowing up to the sky. If it weren’t because you were stained with Tao Yun, do you think I would live with you, a lowly primitive man?

　　 The situation is better than people!

　　The situation of Vulcan is unknown, and he has lost his magical powers. The Mifeng Demon King watched him eagerly. What can you tell him to do?

　　 The tiger fell to Pingyang and was bullied by a dog, now he points to Yang Sanyang to protect it!

　　 What can he do!

　　 "But this kid has too many treasures on him, and this rope is so extraordinary..." Bai Ze shrank in Yang Sanyang's arms for a while, and then cast his eyes on the belt in front of the bed.

　　 On the second day, just before it was bright, Yang Sanyang sat up sleepily, and saw Bai Ze holding his belt drooling.

　　 "Is it necessary?" Yang Sanyang showed a speechless expression, isn't it just a belt? Although this belt of my own is somewhat unique.

　　 "Aboci's buddha song, and coke mona..."

Daily washing, eating, pinyin, Chinese characters, and then one morning passed. At noon, the sun was scorching, and Yang Sanyang watched the wild beasts running from outside, swallowing the dead beasts in the ice and snow, and his eyes showed something The color of thinking, but did not stop.

　　 He didn't mind sharing the corpses of tens of thousands of beasts with countless beasts outside. There were back and forth. Although the corpses were eaten, they attracted more and stronger prey.

　　 This place became Shura Purgatory, where countless wild beasts slaughtered, blood flowed into a river for a time, and the snow was dyed red.

　　 For a bite of food, the wild beasts do not use it, and fight to the death.

　　 Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back and walked out of the cave slowly facing the north wind, looking at the group of beasts fighting in the distance, then lit a torch and walked towards his pond.

　　 When all the beasts on the road saw Yang Sanyang holding a torch, they didn't dare to offend, so they all avoided. The beast is not stupid either. Knowing Yang Sanyang's difficulty, naturally he will not use precious strength on him.

　　 In the cold Cretaceous period, cherishing every trace of physical strength is the law of survival.

　　 Bai Ze followed Yang Sanyang step by step, then jumped up and landed on Yang Sanyang's shoulder, apparently using Yang Sanyang as a mount.

When Yang Sanyang came to the river, the skynet was flowing in his eyes, and he scanned the pond under his feet. After a while, he saw a knowing smile at the corner of his mouth: "It's not frozen. The ice layer is 20 meters thick, and there is living water underneath, enough for fish. Kind of survival."

　　 With such thick ice, it is a dream to want to fish. If nothing else, the 20-meter ice layer is an obstacle.

　　He has a shovel, and the ice layer is nothing to him, but the ice layer is too slippery. If he wants to break the ice layer, he will slide into the water. It is a bit uneconomical and too dangerous!

　　In this cold Cretaceous, falling into the water is not a joke.

"But my fishing rod can ignore obstacles and go directly through the void to somewhere. It has an incredible magical effect... I don't know if I can go through the ice and directly under the river..." Yang Sanyang moved in his heart, looking at the flesh and blood residue on the ground in the distance. With a heart move, he stretched out his hand and fumbled for a while in his sleeve, and the emerald green fishing rod was pulled out by him.

"My uncle... this is... the law of space... the law of causality..." Bai Ze looked at the fishing rod that Yang Sanyang suddenly took out of his sleeve, his eyes straightened, and he couldn't help but explode, staring at him. It was a big nightmare, staring at the fishing rod blankly, and then jumping out without a word. Taking advantage of the other party's unpreparedness, he suddenly snatched the fishing rod over and fell into the ice and snow, stroking the fishing rod obsessively in his hands: "Good treasure What a treasure! This texture, this law, is simply the result of good luck. Lord, I have never seen such an exquisite treasure."

　　 Bai Ze's eyes stuck to the fishing rod, and he carefully stroked the texture of the fishing rod, his eyes full of obsessive color.

　　 Yang Sanyang didn't bother Bai Ze, let Bai Ze stroke the fishing rod, turned around to find a piece of minced meat, and then hung it on the hook.

　　 "Slap~"

　　 Yang Sanyang grabbed the fishing rod and pulled Bai Ze up. Bai Ze held the fishing rod and refused to let go.

　　 "Let go..." Yang Sanyang stared at Bai Ze.

　　 "This is mine!" Bai Ze called out unyieldingly.

"boom!"

The more familiar, Yang Sanyang became more rude to Bai Ze. He simply pushed the opponent down, forcibly snatched the fishing rod back, and flicked his palm. As his heart moved, the fishing rod sank directly into the void. In the ice layer, the next moment the river water was hungry for a winter fish rushed frantically, saw the fishing rod violently sway, and the fishing line was swaying in an instant. Yang Sanyang picked it up easily, but saw a big fish in the length of Michael I caught it, jumping back and forth on the ice, freezing completely after more than a dozen breaths.

"Sure enough!" Yang Sanyang looked at the big fish being caught, he was instantly happy, his eyes showed a little light, and he had eaten dried fish and meat for a whole winter, and he didn't know the taste of fresh meat. Now that a big fish has taken the bait, the food can finally be improved.

"Good treasure! Good treasure! This treasure can pass through the space, it is incredible! If it falls into the hands of the master, you can go to the East China Sea to fish for real dragons, and go down to the Beiyang to fish for Kunpeng..." Bai Ze rubbed his hands. He took the fishing rod and looked at it carefully in his hand, his eyes were full of intoxication.

　　 Ignored Bai Ze, letting the other party fiddle with the fishing rod, the fishing rod is connected with him, and he is not afraid of running away.

　　 Yang Sanyang carried the fish, Bai Ze carried the fishing rod, and the two were walking in the wind and snow, treating the herd as nothing. How weird this team combination looks.

　　 Going back to the cave and starting to make fish soup, Yang Sanyang decided to eat fresh fish soup every day.

　　 There, Bai Ze was holding the fishing rod, his eyes showed thoughtfulness, he didn't know what he was thinking, and his eyes showed strange meanings from time to time.

　　 "This guy shouldn't be ignorant of my fishing rod..." Seeing Bai Ze's weird expression, Yang Sanyang suddenly felt a little uneasy. When he stretched out the fishing rod, it turned into a streamer and sank into his sleeve.

Over there, Bai Ze hugged him, and the next moment he stood up suddenly in shock, and then looked at Yang Sanyang, and then suddenly violent, roared at Yang Sanyang: "You stingy monkey, ancestor, I just look at your fish. That's all, what's the big deal! It's so stingy, that's my fishing rod! That's my fishing rod! These are mine after you die!"

　　 Bai Ze held up his paw angrily, then jumped up abruptly the next moment, got into Yang Sanyang's sleeve, as if he was going to find his own treasure.

　　 This boy relied on Yang Sanyang's incomprehension of what he said, and began to yell at him, honestly wanting to inherit Yang Sanyang's inheritance, if Yang Sanyang knew the meaning of the other party's words, he did not know what his expression should be at this time.

　　 Unfortunately, Yang Sanyang didn't know.

　　 He was smashing the big fish at this time, Bai Ze got into the space of the heavenly clothes, and there was no more movement.

　　 The hot fish soup is cooked, and Yang Sanyang's eyes show all the colors he thinks. It is not so easy to make bows and arrows. In this cold and cold Cretaceous, I want to rely on these primitive people to hunt, I am afraid it is a little delusional.

　　As in the cold place today, it is extremely difficult to find materials suitable for making bowstrings, so I still have to rely on my own bow.

　　 Only by attracting a large number of beasts from the surrounding area, and then hunting and killing enough food every time, so that everyone can survive the cold little ice age.

　　 Looking at the herd of beasts slaughtering outside, I am afraid that there are not tens of thousands, and this place has become a slaughterhouse. The fighting became more and more fierce, the smell of blood became stronger and stronger, the distance of the spread became farther and farther, and more and more beasts were attracted.

　　 This is a cycle, a cycle conceived in his mind, as long as he shoots an arrow at the right time, there will be enough food in the tribe.

　　 shot a batch, and a second batch of wild beasts came along with the smell of blood. The Mifeng Demon King who was squatting outside seemed to be on the bar with Bai Ze, sending wild beasts to catch Bai Ze.

　　 Although King Mifeng has vast magical powers, he can't see the things in the Vulcan realm through Vulcan's power. He can only send wild beasts outside, and he doesn't know what's going on inside.

　　 The Great Wilderness lacks everything, but there is no shortage of beasts.

　　Don't talk about beasts, even monsters are not lacking.

　　 "Bang~"

Like a thunderstorm, an arrow shot out, waiting for the tens of thousands of beasts to react, it has become a corpse in the same place~www.wuxiahere.com~ The arrow returns, bringing back a lot of heat, and then it seems like a reincarnation, Countless hungry beasts followed the smell of blood from a distance, and began to eat big.

　　 Feeding on others today, but tomorrow it will become another Chinese meal in the belly of other beasts. The reincarnation of the Great Wilderness is like this eternal way. This is the mystery of the change of all things.

　　 Yang Sanyang showed a thoughtful look in his eyes. Looking at the primitive people in the cave, the rich **** smell made people feel uncomfortable.

　　 Yang Sanyang returned to his house, his eyes lost in thought.

　　 Days passed day by day, without any surprises, it was still plain and boring. The only thing that made him happy was that the weak force induced by the silent reciting of the Tao Te Ching was constantly absorbed by Skynet, but Yang Sanyang himself did not benefit at all.

"Although I don't know the use of that power, quantitative changes cause qualitative changes. As long as I continue to persevere, one day I can see the answer I want at the end!" After Yang Sanyang silently recited the Tao Te Ching, Dao Dao rhythms flowed in his eyes. A pair of eyes looked at the distant starry sky. He didn't know the power of the Great Dao, but he knew that this power was the only mysterious power he could come into contact with right now.

"Regardless of the purpose of this'incredible power', whether it can make oneself immortal, set foot on the wonderland of spiritual practice, and become an innate god, but this is the only magical power I can come into contact with!" Yang Sanyang slowly Diving into the soft collapse, the whole body's vitality flowed, and the bead under the armpit exuded a thorough coolness, which made it extraordinarily comfortable, the quality of sleep was beyond imagination, and there was no dream at all.

　　 to no one dreams!

　　 If you don't dream, the quality of sleep will be improved.

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