The Great Talisman

Seeing Yang Sanyang riding away from the back of the dragon, beard and tiger, Gao Ming and Gao Jue all sighed, with a touch of emotion in his eyes. Seeing Yang Sanyang riding away from the back of the dragon, beard and tiger, Gao Ming and Gao Jue all sighed, with a touch of emotion in his eyes.

"Only the beauty of the twilight, the end of the fear of the hero! How energetic and energetic Dao fruit seems to be when the golden horse and iron horse swallowed thousands of miles like a tiger? Now that it has landed in such a field, it is really good fortune!" Gao Ming raised his head and looked at it. The back figure gradually disappearing between the heaven and the earth, the sound of endless vicissitudes.

"The three ancestors of the devil, the emperor, the dragon, the phoenix, and the qilin, and even today's Taoist fruit are all the tide of the times! But there are a few who have a good ending!" Gao Jue shook his head: "No one can bloom undefeated. No one can last forever."

Yang Sanyang rode across the dragon-beard-tiger, rushing straight to the sacred realm of the Lingtai Fangcun, and when he was halfway there, the time in front of him was distorted. Wa and Fuxi rode across the road, blocking the road.

"Hey, what a coincidence! Brother also want to return to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai?" Waduan sat on Lu Xun's back, looking at Yang Sanyang quietly with her eyes, as if it were the quiet current, but hidden the earth-shaking power.

The dragon's beard stopped, Yang Sanyang sat on the dragon's beard, and couldn't help but smile wryly: "It's really a coincidence!"

"Why don't you go together?" Fuxi said with a smile.

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly when he heard the words, what else could he say? The group of people were silent, all silent, a path turned straight, and arrived at the Fangcun Holy Land of Lingtai.

Standing in front of the mountain gate, looking at the weather-beaten Buddha stele, Yang Sanyang showed memories of his face.

How difficult is it for an ordinary person to live in the great famine? He has all kinds of plug-ins, and he can only reach the point he is now. It is conceivable that the rise of ordinary sentient beings will have to go through many storms along the way.

Yang Sanyang stood in front of the Buddha monument for a long time without saying a word with his hands on his back, shook his head after a while, and walked towards the mountain gate first. Wa and Fuxi followed closely, following closely along the way.

The sound of preaching in the mountain gate sounded, and the preaching was the innate Taoism. Yang Sanyang paused, then turned to the lecture hall, and saw tens of thousands of strangely shaped members of a hundred peoples sitting on the stone steps, listening to the sermons in the mountain gate. Standing under the stone steps, Yang Sanyang looked at the scarlet gate in the distance. Although he could not see the situation in the lecture hall, the gentle voice of the ancestor's preaching kept flowing back and forth between heaven and earth.

The ancestor in the lecture hall sits in the main seat, and six futons are placed on either side of him. There is no one on the futon. After six futons, Hong Yun and Zhenyuan sat in the first place, and the flow of immortality around him had clearly proved the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit.

After that, there was a monk of a hundred tribes who had been certified as a **** of heaven. The sky is falling chaotically, and the ground is springing up with golden lotus. Suddenly, the preaching sound stopped, and the ancestor looked out the door with a pair of eyes, and then said: "This is the end of today's preaching. Please leave it."

When the disciples heard the words, they retreated. Only Zhenyuan and Hongyun remained motionless, but they were secretly surprised. The Patriarch had only preached for three days. Why did they stop suddenly?

Under the stone steps of the mountain gate, Yang Sanyang and his party met the curious gazes of the disciples on both sides, but they remained silent, allowing everyone to watch. The disciples just passed away in a flash, but they didn't entangle or question them, but instead returned to the cave and meditated.

When the disciples in the mountain gate walked away, Yang Sanyang sighed: "After all, I haven't come back for a long time."

Yang Sanyang took the lead and walked all the way to the lobby, only to see the ancestor sitting in the lobby. When Zhenyuan and Hongyun saw the group of people on the side, they stood up in shock and said respectfully: "I have seen brother and sister!"

"I have seen the Archmage!"

"Yeah!" Wa nodded, motioned Zhenyuan and Hongyun to retreat, and then respectfully bowed to the ancestor with Fuxi: "I have seen the teacher!"

"Your cultivation..." Patriarch's eyes fell on Wa, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"The disciple is lucky, got good luck, peeped into Hunyuan and Phoenix, and occasionally got a secret!" Wa said respectfully.

"Good boy! Good boy! There is someone succeeding in my Lingtai Fangcun Holy Realm! You have walked ahead of me!" The patriarch stood up and lifted Wa, his eyes full of surprises: "Since then, my Lingtai Fangcun Holy Realm There is one more top master, and in the future, we can't say that there will be another saint."

While Fuxi also stood up, the ancestor moved his gaze away from Wa and fell on Fuxi: "Yes! Really good! It really is good!"

The Patriarch said three good sentences in succession, and then said: "You have already taken two steps. Three steps want to tell you. It is also a matter of time."

Then his gaze crossed Fuxi and fell on Yang Sanyang. Looking at each other, Yang Sanyang slowly stretched out his hand and pulled away the hem of his own clothes. His knees softened and he knelt down in front of the Patriarch. "Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

"..." Yang Sanyang touched his forehead and bowed his forehead nine times in succession. Then his forehead touched the ground and couldn't afford it: "Unfilial disciple Yang Sanyang, who has let down the great love of his ancestor, is here to say goodbye to his ancestor today! In the future, the mountains and rivers will be long, the spring and autumn will be cold, and hope Patriarch added clothes early and quilts late to avoid the cold."

"The road to Hunyuan is full of bones, and I hope that the ancestor will take care of himself, and my disciples can't accompany you to see the scenery of the holy path!" Yang Sanyang's voice was choked, but his true feelings were revealed at this time.

No one can replace what the Patriarch meant to him! Level with the edge of the road.

The Patriarch heard the words and was trembling. Looking at the figure who bowed his head, his body was trembling: "Good boy, get up quickly and tell me to see your face."

Yang Sanyang was lifted up by the ancestor, facing the sorrowful pupils of the ancestor, Yang Sanyang's whole body chaos disappeared, revealing an old and unbearable face. I can't see what it was like at that time. It is like an old man in his seventies or eighties who is like a candle in the wind, standing thin in the mountain breeze, skinny as a firewood like a skeleton, and the whole body has been exhausted. I can't see the spirited spirit of half of the year.

The whole, just a skinny shelf! The smell of decay and aging spread in the void. Tears rolled in the eyes of Wa and Fuxi on one side, looking at Yang Sanyang's miserable look, there was endless sadness in their eyes for a time.

"Five decay of heaven and man! Sure enough, the decay of heaven and man!" Patriarch's eyes were full of helplessness, staring blankly at Yang Sanyang: "There are countless disciples of the teacher, you are the most outstanding one, it's a pity...Heaven is jealous of talent."

"Regret it?" Patriarch's mood gradually stabilized, and his eyes looked at Yang Sanyang quietly.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this, and after a while, he said, "After all, people have to do something, or if they don't do something and then they can do something. You have to make a choice!"

"I'm dead, maybe many people will be happy, but they don't know what is waiting for them after I die!" Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back, the chaotic energy of his body gradually became hazy, and the endless energy spread all over his body.

He is dead, the saint will come alive! The four saints will trample all sentient beings under the feet of the entire Great Wilderness! They would never think of what is waiting for them after Yang Sanyang's death! Waiting for them will be the four saints who are truly resurrected! At that time, the four saints will no longer be restrained, and the fate of the sentient beings in the entire great wilderness can be foreseen.

Think about the previous life, the Great Tribulation of the Dragon and the Phoenix, the Great Tribulation of the Lich, all the strong will die! Will be buried in the hands of the saint.

The saint, in order to maintain the balance of the heavens, will do everything, and it is simply not a great famine that can contend.

The ancestor heard the words silently, and after a long silence, he said: "You have been good with the saint, is there no way for the saint?" Yang Sanyang shook his head, if there is a way, who wants to die?

"Patriarch, take care!" Yang Sanyang gave another salute to Patriarch, before turning around and leaving.

"Dao Guo!" Seeing Yang Sanyang's back, Patriarch suddenly shouted. Yang Sanyang stopped and turned to look back.

"But there are still unfinished wishes?"

Yang Sanyang shook his head, then rode across the dragon-beard-tiger, and turned to the Terran Earth. Before leaving, he still had one last look at Human Race.

Upon seeing this, Wa and Fuxi hurriedly got up and chased Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang rode across the dragon-beard-tiger on the top of the East Kunlun in the Terran Earth, with white Ze standing in the middle, his eyes looking into the distance, his eyes filled with relief. Qi Yun Taotao, the sky above the human race, a series of heavenly celestial qi flow, densely overwhelmed. The humanity is constantly growing stronger. There are tens of thousands of powerful people, and even the true God of Da Luo descended to the human tribe, and constantly preached his own way.

"One, two, three, four, five, six..." Yang Sanyang carefully counted the auras rising up into the sky: "There are a total of thirty-eight Da Luo true gods preaching in the human race, and the humanity really began to flourish. Now, the heavens and all races have begun to settle in the human race."

"Are you back?" Houtu appeared in front of him with a flickering of earthy yellow dim light.

"Future Human Race, please!" Yang Sanyang looked at Houtu with a touch of emotion in his eyes.

The origin and the extinction, the flowers bloom. Who would have thought that when he came out to rescue Houtu, he also saved himself! Saved the Terran tribe~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Terran is also my tribe! I am one of the ancestors! "Houtu smiled indifferently: "Human race, the future must rise, I will lead the human race to the highest summit. "

Hearing this, Yang Sanyang slowly retracted his gaze from the horizon: "It is appropriate to speak slowly, to act slowly, and to be kind to the heart."

"Human race, never be a slave! Human race, the backbone will never yield!" After the words fell, Yang Sanyang's figure disappeared, leaving only the dragon and the tiger standing in the mountains, and after a long time he whimpered in grief, as if it were a single one. Lone wolf.

When Fuxi and Wa came after him, Yang Sanyang had already lost track.

"Brother! Dragon Beard Tiger, my senior brother!" Wa and Fuxi's group rushed over, looking at the empty Dragon Beard Tiger, they all couldn't help but trembled.

"I don't know!" Longbeards and tigers burst into tears, sobbing in their mouths: "This dog barbarian, finally gave me freedom! Uuuuu..."

Wa and Fuxi were struck by lightning, and the mountains were silent for a while. No one knows where he went!

(End of this chapter)

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