The Great Talisman

In fact, when Yang Sanyang opened his eyes and looked at the Yaoyao Three Thousand Mile Peach Blossom Forest in front of him, the three thousand miles in front of him was indeed different.

　　 stood up with languid eyes, Yang Sanyang scanned the world in front of him, which was not the same as the Dharma Eyes searching the vast world.

　　The Dharma Eye searches all over the world, and the whole world is regularized. Everything is transformed into the form of law. And after condensing a ray of innate indestructible aura, you can only see a kind of power between the heaven and earth, that is the law condensed by the innate indestructible aura, or the law corresponding to it.

　　 Inherent immortal aura is the root of Da Luo and the source of the law.

　　 Yang Sanyang wanted to stand up, but unfortunately he was so exhausted, his body swayed and he almost fell to the ground.

　　 "I said kid, ancestor, I just slept, why is your kid hollowed out?" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang, his eyes revealed a touch of disbelief.

　　 Yang Sanyang pressed Bai Ze's neck, raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes showed a touch of helplessness: "What can I do? I'm so helpless too!"

　　 The whole body's spirit and energy have changed to the extreme, and the source and foundation consumed can be called a massive number. Yang Sanyang's immortal muscles and bones have become riddled with defects at this time.

　　 With his hands on his back, a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes, Yang Sanyang put his arms around Bai Ze's neck: "Ancestor, help me to rest under the parasol tree."

　　 "Hey, ancestor, how do I think your kid has changed so much now, as if two people are the same, so people can't help but relax all their vigilance and want to get close?"

After taking two steps, Bai Ze suddenly noticed something was wrong, and stopped abruptly, looking at Yang Sanyang in amazement, his eyes filled with horror: "Your boy is in this state now is very dangerous? If the enemy is defenseless against you, wouldn't it? It’s not that you don’t know how to die?"

　　 Yang Sanyang was silent, then gave a bitter smile, and slowly stood up, limp under the sycamore tree, panting heavily.

　　 He remembered coming to the Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai for the first time, and he was trying to get everything done and cheated to get the spiritual roots carefully cultivated by the seniors.

　　 Although you guys did some things a little too much, the essence is not bad! In order to save himself, countless spiritual roots fell into the abdomen, and only then did he lay his foundation.

　　Of course, except Daoguo!

"Up to the tribe of the Three Races, I don't know how many of the brothers of the past have survived the calamity." Yang Sanyang spread his hands and spread the innate gossip: "Brother Dao Xing is too involved with me, and the heavens are in chaos. , How difficult it is to calculate. In the vast wilderness, even if I am in charge of the general situation and have the powerful blessing of the saint, it is difficult to find his trace."

　　 Speaking of this, a touch of nostalgia appeared in his eyes: "Brother Daoxing, I don't know how you are now."

　　 The Lingtai is just outside the mountain.

A black flower is blooming in the mountains. The Mozu is sitting on the lotus with a green complexion, his eyes revealing a touch of disbelief: "Impossible! How is it possible! I don’t hesitate to deplete the source, I have already linked the causal karma, that dog barbarian. How did you survive the disaster?"

"Don't say whether the dog barbarian can withstand the burning of causal karma, it is the true spirit of my four Zhuxian swords, how could it be swallowed by people! This is impossible! This is simply impossible!" There was a touch of anger: "Dog barbarian, you swallow my true spirit and take away my demon spirit, ancestors, I must not rest with you! We must not let go.

　　Unfinished words, suddenly I saw a blood-red thunder in the void, shocked the devil ancestor wolf crying ghost howling, driving the black lotus and disappeared outside the green mountain.

　　 Outside the Qingshan Building outside the mountain, when is the West Lake singing and dancing off. The warm wind made the tourists drunk and wanted to make West Lake Bianzhou.

　　 Yang Sanyang sat under the phoenix tree, only feeling sore and sore in his hands and feet. After breathing for a while, Huang Zhongli and other elixir were all stuffed into his mouth, but compared with that deficit, his vitality was nothing but a drop in the bucket.

　　 "Don't you have nectar?" Bai Ze licked his lips.

　　 Yang Sanyang was taken aback when he heard the words, and quickly took out the Yujing bottle from his sleeve, and then inhaled the Yujing bottle, only to see the nectar in the Yujing bottle turned into mist, and all of it was taken into his mouth and nose.

　　 "Boy, there are benefits to share together, how can you forget the ancestor me?" Bai Ze rushed forward, suddenly holding the Yujing bottle, and taking a deep breath with his mouth wide open.

　　 "bang~"

　　 Yang Sanyang watched desperately as most of the nectar was swallowed by Bai Ze, suddenly hammered the opponent's dog's head angrily, then grabbed the Yujing bottle and swallowed it alone.

　　 The nectar is indeed nectar, like spring back to the earth, quickly moisturizing Yang Sanyang's dry body.

"Nectar is a good thing, you can't count it to squander it. That innate aura is conceived, and you will need to constantly run the original source to grow up in the future" Taiyin Fairy's dry words sounded in Yang Sanyang's ears, as if it was pouring on him. A basin of cold water.

　　 Yang Sanyang heard the words and acted: "Is this thing going to be pregnant?"

　　 Fairy Taiyin didn't answer Yang Sanyang's words, her voice had quietly disappeared.

　　 "I said kid, between you and Taiyin Fairy?" Bai Ze winked at Yang Sanyang and smiled: "How do I feel the origin of Taiyin Fairy in your body?"

　　 "bang~"

　　 A moonflower came from nowhere, the next moment Bai Ze flew out, planted into the soil, unable to pull out his head, only his legs swayed desperately on the ground.

　　 The daily production of nectar is limited. It not only needs to moisturize the jade bottle itself, but also provides Yang Sanyang with training to restore the original source, and some emergency situations.

　　 "Clang~"

　　 "Clang~"

　　 "Clang~"

　　 The melodious bells rang in the mountains, Yang Sanyang stood up with his legs trembling slightly, and flew towards the mountains under the rainbow light.

　　 in front of the ancestor lecture hall

　　 Fuxi is the only one sitting

　　 Patriarch sits in the center, wandering around the world with his eyes closed, sometimes nodding as if there is something to be gained, sometimes shaking his head, as if denying something.

　　 The boy was sitting next to his ancestor, yawning boredly at this time, the bell in his hand was still swaying, and there was still a reverberation in it.

　　 Yang Sanyang did not dare to enter the hall, but just sat outside the door, waiting for the ancestor to give a lecture.

　　 Although the evil corpse was killed and the causal karma was transferred, the causal karma is still his. If anyone gets too close to him, he will be implicated.

　　 The Patriarch suddenly opened his eyes and took a look at Yang Sanyang. There was a hint of surprise in his eyes, and he involuntarily exclaimed: "Huh~"

　　 "Does the Patriarch have any questions?" Yang Sanyang knelt and sat outside the door.

　　 "Something seems to have happened to you! Something incredible!" The Patriarch looked at him earnestly with a pair of eyes.

　　 Yang Sanyang nodded: "The disciple has accidentally researched some magical powers, and even in the experimental stage, it caused a physical deficit and almost died."

"How easy is it to create a great way? I know you are worried about the barbarians, but...but you can't mess around with the barbarians. You have come this far, and you need to be careful in everything in the future. Once you take the wrong cloth and put yourself in, the barbarian will never come out. You must remember that you are the root of the barbarian, and you have hope in... the barbarian. If you die one day~www.wuxiaspot .com~The barbarians will never be detached without your protection."

　　 Yang Sanyang bowed respectfully: "The disciple has been taught."

"I want to preach about the Golden Immortal and Taiyi Avenue for thousands of years, and help you to understand the Dao. You are the best disciple under my sect to break through the golden immortal realm. I have not waited for you to preach. After ten thousand years, the teacher will open the door to a large number of destined elves. I am afraid that I will wait for you." The patriarch slowly stroked his beard: "Nowadays, I am waiting for everything. It is time to contribute to the restoration of the great famine."

　　 Yang Sanyang and Fuxi both saluted the ancestor together, and then sat in distress, waiting for the ancestor to preach.

　　 "Clang~"

　　 But when I saw my ancestor ring the bell and vomit smallpox, this time it was preaching on Jinxian Avenue and Taiyi Avenue.

　　 Yang Sanyang sat down, listening to the Patriarch’s Dao, while meditating in secret.

　　What kind of situation is you now?

　　金仙? Taiyi? Da Luo?

　　Speaking of Taiyi, he is just the realm of Jinxian. Speaking of Jinxian, he has already condensed the innate immortal aura, which is the sign of the Da Luo fruit status, what is he doing now?

　　The avenue taught by the patriarch is indeed exquisite, but now compared with the vision and knowledge of the saint Yang Sanyang, it is still a lot worse. More than a hundred thousand miles!

　　 Yang Sanyang listened with one ear, without any pressure, all the content of the ancestors was digested. Fuxi was fully absorbed, but his brows were frowned, his forehead was sweating profusely, and he was obviously swallowing dates.