The Great Talisman

　　 Daoxing went to retreat. Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, he had to admit that he was indeed not the opponent of the Fourth Senior Brother.

As time goes by, the various spirit beasts in the Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai have suffered a lot of seedlings. Unknowingly, the Fangcun Mountain of the Lingtai has a rumbling atmosphere, and the various spirit beasts are flying and jumping, and the disciples in the mountain gate feel a little, but But it just couldn't detect the murderer.

　　 another fifty years

　　 Yang Sanyang is eating golden pheasant. In this vast Lingshan holy realm, no one can communicate with it. Every disciple is busy practicing. Who will take care of a monkey who is about to die of old age?

　　 The chicken bones are crispy, Yang Sanyang's favorite food on weekdays. While watching the divine text in his hand, Yang Sanyang stuffed the chicken bones into his mouth.

　　 "Hey Boom~"

　　 Yang Sanyang frowned, and then slowly spit out the chicken. The red blood was mixed with the chicken, and a white tooth appeared in his eyes.

　　 Looking at the chicken bones that spit out, Yang Sanyang remained silent for a long time. After a while, he trembled, stretched out his hand and slowly held the teeth of the bone in his hand, looking at the slanting sun on the horizon for a long time without saying a word!

　　 "You can't accept the old!" Yang Sanyang muttered, glanced at the teeth in his hand, then sighed, and threw the teeth into the bonfire.

　　He is old! Really old!

　　 That day, Yang Sanyang sat on the edge of the cliff for a long time.

　　 When he left the tribe at the beginning of the year, the scene of his own ambition, ambition and delusion of longevity passed back in his eyes.

　　 At that time, I caused the changes in the sky, and when I thought about the changes in the sky, how energetic was it?

　　 At that time, he felt that he was the son of luck, he had an infinite future, and he couldn't live forever, but the reality slapped him severely.

　　 "Regret it?" In the dim, Yang Sanyang's eyes seemed to see a familiar figure, and he was holding his arms cutely and coquettishly: "Pan, come and see, what a weird little bug..."

　　 "Dish, the fish soup is good, yeah, I want to drink too!"

　　 "Pan, yeah so scared..."

　　 "Pan, you are gone, Yeah, stay in the tribe by yourself, Yeah will miss you..."

　　 "……"

Voices circulated in his ears, Yang Sanyang drunk eyes and muttered dreamily: "You must not be afraid, I will be with you soon, you must not be afraid! Waiting for me for a while! This time we will never again Don't separate."

　　 Time is hurried, two hundred years have passed, Yang Sanyang hugged the wine jar in sloppy clothes, and the green smoke of the campfire in front of him seemed to be extinguished at any time.

　　 The clear liquor is poured from the wine jar, and the aroma of the thousand-year-old wine is ten miles.

　　 Yang Sanyang is old!

　　 As time goes by, his life is getting closer and closer, and his body begins to age.

　　The reincarnation of life and death, as long as you don't prove it, you will be the golden fairy.

The crystal clear hair that year began to fall off, and the skin on his body was full of wrinkles. After two hundred years of laziness, the whole person has gained a large circle, and the waist has a large circle of fat, like a big fat man, like a puddle of mud Like leaning under the big tree, Li Xu snorted.

　　 His teeth have all fallen off, and his eyes are completely cloudy, like a pair of dead fish eyes, it is difficult to see the distant scene.

　　 There are only two or three sparse hairs on the top of his head, revealing a bald head, his clothes are already worn out, exuding an unpleasant smell, his body is old and unable to move, and his fingers are as thin as chicken feet.

　　'S ears buzzed like a sky drum. He couldn't hear any sound from the outside world. He lay down under the big tree with muddy breath, sleeping drunk with the wine jar, and rising up into the sky.

　　 A white figure came from the horizon, looking at Yang Sanyang lying on the ground, without speaking for a long time.

　　 The loyalty of that young boy was full of loyalty, and he waved Fang Qiu's prosperous posture, and that triumphant voice and smile appeared before his eyes in an instant.

　　 Bai Ze feels that his nose is a little sore!

　　 Only beauties are allowed to sigh late, and heroes are not allowed to see white heads.

　　 The wisdom of the young boy when he first met him, and the exclamations that aroused the celestial phenomena time and time again, he thought that this boy could break the destiny of the barbarian race.

　　 What a pity.......

　　 "I'm late!" Bai Ze sat beside Yang Sanyang with emotion on his face. Who could have imagined that this old and unbearable little monkey would have caused great changes in the world several times.

"This trip was beyond expectation. I thought it would be hundreds of years at most. Who would have thought that it would be more than two thousand years!" Bai Ze sighed, stretched out his hoof and shook Yang Sanyang's shoulder: "Boy, don't sleep. I am back!"

　　 The snoring sound shook the sky, and Yang Sanyang was still sleeping.

　　 "I have found the treasure for you to entrust the image, how could you die like this?" Bai Ze's expression was unspeakably complicated, then he fetched clear water and splashed it on Yang Sanyang's face.

　　 The cold water was cold, and Yang Sanyang finally woke up from his deep sleep: "It's raining? The weather is changing really fast."

The muddy eyes rolled around, and there seemed to be a familiar figure dangling in front of him in the dimness, dimly indistinct: "I must have drunk too much again, and Bai Ze's servant did not know where he ran, and he has forgotten me a long time ago. , I don’t know where to go happy."

After 　　 finished speaking, he touched the wine jar next to him, and then pours wine into his mouth: "Drink! Drink! Drink! It's better to go back! It's better to go back! Everything is just a dream."

　　 "Slap~"

　　 The hip flask fell to the ground, and Bai Ze rolled his eyes angrily: "Boy, you wake me up!"

　　Looking at such a depressed little monkey, is this the person I knew before?

　　 "Hey, this hip flask will actually run to the ground by itself!" Yang Sanyang sat up hard, and stretched out his hand to'pounce' the wine jar on the ground.

　　 Seeing this, Bai Ze shook his head helplessly, the light in his hand, a brilliance fell into Yang Sanyang's body: "Boy, let's see who I am!"

　　 The wine gas dissipated, and his eyes returned to the clearness of the past, and the muddy eyes and ears became clear, the crowing of the birds in the mountains and the sound of the running water were endless.

　　 Yang Sanyang stared, then lowered his head to look at his body, and then looked at Yang Sanyang: "Ancestor, I'm not dreaming!"

　　 "How did your kid end up in such a situation?" Bai Ze sighed.

　　 Tears slowly slipped, Yang Sanyang hugged Bai Ze in his arms, and the cries gradually increased from small to large: "Old Patriarch, yeah, yeah! yeah! I missed an appointment! I missed an appointment!”

　　 Yang Sanyang seemed to have seen the parent’s child, crying so helplessly at this time, tears wet Bai Ze’s clothes.

　　 Bai Ze sighed, silently, patted Yang Sanyang on the shoulder, letting the other party vent.

　　 "I couldn't think that I could see you for the last time before I died!"

　　 For a long time, Yang Sanyang raised his head from Bai Ze's arms and looked at Bai Ze seriously for a while before he said something.

　　 "I never thought that you would really not be able to comprehend the divine texts in three thousand years, and your aptitude was so dull that it exceeded my expectations!" Bai Ze said in an angry voice.

Yang Sanyang silently released Bai Ze after a while, slowly took off the ornament on his chest, and hung the basket in front of Bai Ze: "I have always known that you want to wait for me to die. After inheriting my inheritance, now they are all yours. Such a treasure cannot compete for glory in the great world, but it falls into the dust in my hands."

　　 "Are you really willing to give it to me?" Bai Ze stroked the ornament on his chest and was taken aback.

　　 "If you can't bring life and death, why do you want it?" Yang Sanyang sighed and slowly leaned on the bluestone: "I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled!"

　　 Bai Ze heard the words in silence, his eyes showed a touch of entanglement and struggle, and after a while he took out a touch of pink fruit from his arms: "This fruit can prolong life for thousands of years. I came across this accidentally when I went out."

　　 Yang Sanyang was speechless, looked at the fruit with a pair of eyes, and did not reach out to pick it up. After a while, he said:

　　 "No need!"

　　 "Why? This fruit can extend your life span for a thousand years? Do you know that you are going to die soon!" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes.

"Don't say give me a thousand years, even if it is to give me ten thousand years of life, I will never learn God's words, old age and sickness is a torture for me, it is better to go like this!" Yang Sanyang shook his head , No longer look at the fruit, but reveal a sense of understanding through the world.

　　Since I can't learn God's words~www.wuxiahere.com~ I can't cultivate magical powers, so I might as well go back!

　　 "I'm not reconciled!" Yang Sanyang sighed up to the sky: "The scenery of the Lingtai, thousands of miles of ice and snow. Looking inside and out, only the rest is reckless. The river is up and down, and suddenly lost."

　　 "Mountain dance silver snake, original chi wax figure, want to compare with Tiangong test. It must be clear on a sunny day, and it is very enchanting to watch the red dress. There are so many beautiful mountains and mountains, which attracts countless heroes to compete..."

　　 The words fell and stopped abruptly, he couldn't make up anymore.

　　 "Desire is higher than the Tiangong test! A good one is higher than the Tiangong test!" Bai Ze couldn't help being shocked when he heard this: "You have a lot of things in your heart, but you are naturally lacking, which is quite regrettable."

　　 "What about the latter?" Bai Ze asked further.

　　 "It's gone!" Yang Sanyang pointed like a hook and carved his own poems on the bluestone, which is regarded as the last trace he left on Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai.

　　 "What an article!" Bai Ze looked at it for a long time, his expression shocked, but he was extremely entangled.

"It's a pity, you have everything in your heart, but you have to die here!" Bai Ze sighed and played with the fruit in his hand. After a while, he seemed to figure out something, showing a sense of relief, before smiling: " Little monkey, you really don’t eat this fruit that prolongs life for thousands of years?"

"I can't learn divinity, but it's a thousand years of empty life. What's the use besides making me add more pain?" Yang Sanyang shook his head firmly and picked up the flask: "Singing to wine, ancestors May as well give me the last ride."

Looking at such a heroic Yang Sanyang, Bai Ze's eyes were slightly moist before he gritted his teeth and looked at the sky along his neck, and said proudly: "Little monkey, you really don't want to eat it? If you eat it, maybe there will be a chance to learn God. !"

　　 "Huh?" Yang Sanyang heard Bai Ze's words, and his heart suddenly moved, and he heard the overtones: "Can you learn divine writing? I eat! I eat!"