The Great Talisman

The old tortoise was also very helpless. After devouring the origin of Beiming, the proof would be the third step of the Da Luo. It was within reach of the holy path, which was supposed to be a good thing. But now being trapped alive here, what's the matter?

The body cannot be shaken at all, otherwise it will inevitably cause Bei Ming to roll up a terrible catastrophe, and there will be more than a few casualties. How dare he bear such majestic karma?

Also, with his huge size now, where can he go if he wants to go out?

The Four Seas may not be bigger than Bei Ming. Bei Ming was upset by him, and the Four Seas could not tolerate him.

As for going to land?

It's not impossible. How many sentient beings will die if he goes down with this hoof?

"Perhaps, only by asking the legendary saint to take action, can we have the opportunity to overtake you and make you break the shackles and re-emerge. It's just that I have never had any friendship with the saints, and I want to invite the saints. Possibly! The saint is aloof, how can I wait in his eyes?" Zu Long's eyes showed a touch of helplessness.

After listening to Zu Long's words, Prime Minister Turtle gave a wry smile: "Old tortoise, I am trapped here now, and I can't move around. I hope that in the future, my ancestor will walk around for me and find a way out of the catastrophe."

"Even if you don't say it, I will do it for you, ancestor!" Zu Long sighed in a low voice.

There was a hint of curiosity in Yang Sanyang's eyes. He raised his head and looked towards Beiming. He deduced the innate magic skills. After a while, he said: "But it's a causal cycle. Old tortoises should have such a catastrophe. Help him out..."

A golden thread flowed past his eyes, and a weird smile appeared at the corner of Yang Sanyang's mouth: "If you can use its power, there may be no turning point in the future."

Yang Sanyang thought in his heart, raised his head and looked in the direction of Buzhou Mountain, and the Yin-Yang Bridge under his feet flowed, stepping out of the undulating Fuxi and heading straight to the middle of the mountain.

"Barbarian monk plate, meet the **** Houtu!" Standing in Buzhou Mountain, Yang Sanyang raised his hand to the void.

"You little barbarian, you have a good cultivation level. You already have a law of energy in your body. You are not far from the Jinxian Avenue. If you are not busy planning outside, how can you have time to come to me?" Void twists, a piece of dirt The hazy yellow figure walked out of nothingness and looked at him with a smile.

Since discovering the relationship between Yang Sanyang and the saint, Houtu has been more polite to Yang Sanyang, without the arrogance of being a top god.

"I'm here today because I have something to discuss with the empress," Yang Sanyang smiled and said: "The matter of helping the empress to get out of the catastrophe is very interesting."

"Huh? What are you talking about?" Houtu's eyes moved when he heard the words, and three feet of divine light burst into his eyes: "Is this true?"

The overwhelming divine power burst out uncontrollably, arousing Yang Sanyang's whole body of Yin and Yang, and all the power of Hou Tu was resolved and calmed.

"How dare you make jokes with the gods" Yang Sanyang looked serious.

"Where is the opportunity?" Houtu's vision converged around his body, and when he noticed the loss, the pressure converged in his body.

"Just in Beiming," Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"Bei Ming?" Houtu was stunned when he heard the words: "What is the chance for Bei Ming? There are countless deaths and injuries in Bei Ming, and the karma of cause and effect is huge. Where is the chance?"

"Isn't the prime minister tortoise the chance for the empress?" Yang Sanyang sold Guanzi.

"The more you talk, the more confused my palace is. Don't want to sell it, and say it quickly. Then what is the relationship between Prime Minister Turtle and the palace?" Hou Tu puzzled.

"Look at the Prime Minister tortoise, empress, incarnate hundreds of thousands of miles, four hooves, can't it replace the imperfect, and turn into a pillar of support?" Yang Sanyang smiled.

"The heaven and the earth are so heavy. Although the old turtle is huge, he has already entered the third step of Da Luo, but he can't bear the weight of the heaven and the earth." Houtu shook his head when he heard the words, and his eyes showed disappointment.

"The hardness is not good, we can think of a way! People are alive but dead! The hardness is not enough, let's think of a way!" Yang Sanyang pointed to Bu Zhou Mountain at his feet: "Bu Zhou Mountain is the ancestor of all the veins in the world. If the four auxiliary veins in the Buzhou Mountain can be poured into the limbs of the old tortoise, they will be conceived by the earth. One day, the four hooves of the old tortoise will turn into a supreme treasure. If it is tough, it may not be as good. It's not a mountain, but it's enough to support the world."

After hearing the words, Houtu became silent for a while, and began to deduct, thinking about the feasible method Yang Sanyang said.

After a long time, I heard Houtu said: "If the four auxiliary veins can be poured into the old turtle body, so that it can bear the weight of the four poles of the sky and the earth, it is naturally great. But the old turtle is a living thing, how can the earth veins be transferred? The power of your body is contained in your body? Life and death are mutually restrained, do you have any clever ways?"

Yang Sanyang stretched out his palm, and a white and delicate jade Ruyi with glittering lines appeared in his hand. If there is the pressure of Ruowu's holy way, this jade ruyi will become even more mysterious.

"This thing is the treasure of the original sage of Yuqing: The Three Treasures" Yang Sanyang stretched out his hand and handed it to Hou Tu.

After hearing the words, Houtu immediately stretched out his hands respectfully, took the Yu Ruyi, and said respectfully: "I wonder what the saint has to order?"

"The gods are the gods of Buzhou Mountain. It should be known that King Qilin had harvested a congenital spiritual root in Buzhou Mountain back then, calling it: Huang Zhongli." Yang Sanyang whispered.

"Yes, it did happen. I saw it with my own eyes when King Kylin subdued Huang Zhongli!" Houtu said, "This matter is not a secret in the great wilderness."

"Huang Zhong was born on the Great Road of the Earth, and he was born with the guardian of the innate great formation. The origin of Huang Zhongli's great formation and the Xinghuang flag's great formation score origin. The saint now has the Xinghuang Qi innate great formation, but Huang Zhongli's innate great formation remains the same. No harvest. I've been troubled by the lady's action and put the remaining innate formation into Yuruyi, and then I will naturally ask the saint to take action, push the supreme earth formation, and then secretly drop the big formation into the limbs of the old tortoise. With the strength of the congenital array, it is enough to make the limbs of the old tortoise unable to accommodate the four auxiliary veins of the mountain. At that time, the congenital array in its limbs will continuously absorb the power of the earth, and one day it will reach the tenacity to support the four poles of the world. At that time, as long as you find the chance, the empress will be able to escape!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

After all, it wasn't that Yang Sanyang wanted to calculate the Prime Minister tortoise, by the way, to collect the Innate Array.

The big formation of the innate apricot and yellow flags and the big formation of the innate spiritual roots can complement each other, and it is conceivable that the three treasures will be increased by then.

"This matter is too cruel for Prime Minister Turtle." Houtu felt compassionate in his heart, a little intolerable.

"Niangniang doesn't know, this is also the good fortune of the old tortoise. The Prime Minister tortoise accommodates the origin of the North Ming, is assimilated by the origin of the North Ming, and will never stand up when trapped in it. If there is a saint to help his soldiers escape from the catastrophe, it is also a game Good luck," Yang Sanyang said with a smile: "Mother, don't hesitate, the saint has already calculated this matter, how can it really kill the old turtle?"

After hearing the words, Houtu felt calm, and said to Yang Sanyang, "Wait for me."

I saw Houtu walked out of Buzhou Mountain and came to a hidden void. I saw the yellow light of the muddy earth rising into the sky, and a large broken array stood in it.

Hou Tu holding the Three Treasure Ruyi, came to the big formation, was thinking about how to collect the innate great formation, but saw the Three Treasure Ruyi divine light circulating, exuding warm light, broke free of Houtu's palm, floating and floating there. Over the congenital array.

Then I saw the Qi of Chaos down, the next moment the world shook, the vast and infinite earth-yellow Qi was condensed completely, the innate great array was also uprooted, and all was submerged in the three treasures like jade.

After the congenital great formation was collected, the Three Treasure Ruyi turned into a streamer, piercing the void directly, and disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Hou Tu was stunned, and then he bowed in the direction of Yu Ruyi's departure: "Meet the saint!"

The magic weapon of the saint, she didn't worry that someone would dare to take the saint's things.

He got up and couldn't turn around in the mountains, seeing Yang Sanyang still waiting, Hou Tu stepped forward and said it again.

"Fly away?" Yang Sanyang couldn't help but was stunned, and just said: "It must be the saint who will take the shot, Niangniang, no wonder, since the big formation has been received, Niangniang is temporarily preparing to extract the four auxiliary veins of Buzhou Mountain and reserve them for backup.

After the words fell, the rainbow gleaming under Yang Sanyang's feet, he had lost his trace, leaving Houtu standing in the mountains, thinking about the feasibility.

Flying out of the mountain, Yang Sanyang took out the Three Treasures Ruyi from his sleeve, with a hint of contemplation in his eyes: "Although the congenital formation is a bit broken because of the impudence of the Qilin King, the original saint’s ability is not necessary to repair this formation. How long will it take. With this big formation, you will be able to restrain your innate spiritual roots in the future, and you will have to save a lot of worry if you seek to take Huang Zhongli."

"Brother, do you really want to mix things up with this stuff?" Fu Xi walked out of his robes, a glimmer of light in his eyes.

"No way!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

Trading the present for the future is my original choice.

It's like going to a bank for a loan, the truth is the same! Although you can get a lot of money from the loan at the time, you will have to spit it out in the future.

At that time, Xi Yang ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ was indispensable to himself and Wa, he had no choice.

Perhaps in terms of his cultivation base at this time, a small piece of soil can only be obtained with a few fingers, but for him in the past, it is an unobtainable treasure.

There is now, there is a future!

At that time, the supreme foundation was laid to go further.

He couldn't talk about regretting the matter of mixing with Houtu, and it was nothing to him. This is the best of both worlds. This is a matter of obtaining a solid friendship, adding a strong support, and getting what you want. This is the best of both worlds.

"The things in this world are not perfect, they always have to pay some price" Yang Sanyang looked at Fuxi, with a touch of contemplation in his eyes, stroking Yu Ruyi in his sleeves: "What you have to do now is practice. In the distant future, If I can help me with the strength, it would be a blessing to invite heaven."

Fuxi heard the words silently, and after a while, he said, "Don't worry, brother, I will prove the Golden Immortal Avenue as soon as possible, and help him face the future wind and rain."

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