The Great Talisman

Under the rule of the gods and the demon ancestors, the heavens and a hundred clans confronted the demon ancestors, occupying most of the prehistoric land, and there is no shortage of all kinds of materials. What they lack is the practice of secret methods and the strong.

When the disciples preach for the people of a hundred races in the future, if they don't strike a sum of ‘personnel affairs’ fiercely, wouldn’t it appear that his secret method of the three-star hole of the oblique moon is worthless?

Moreover, if you don't strike a stroke fiercely, the other party is unwilling, and you are worried all day long, afraid that you will not teach the true ability.

The ancestor collected the measuring ruler, looked at the happy doorman from the lower side, and did not say much, but instead sat on the podium again and preached slowly.

Time was long, and another half month passed. After Yang Sanyang left the customs, he discovered that Fangcun Mountain, the originally deserted Lingtai, had gained a few more of its popularity, and the mountains and forests became lively.

"In another half a year, chaos will be conceived, and then you will be able to study the mysteries of the Dao!" Yang Sanyang stroked his chin, and after eating a spiritual root, a gleam of light in his eyes turned, and the void was Of electricity.

"Hey, it's not good... why did he come!" Yang Sanyang hurriedly stuffed the spirit root in his mouth, a touch of indifference appeared in his eyes, and he wiped his mouth unhurriedly.

Brother Seven is here

This handsome face, a man with a lot of spirits like jade, came with a smile at this time, obviously there is a good thing in his eyes.

"Hey, that's a thousand-year old vine, how did you little monkey break free?" Senior Brother Seven looked at Yang Sanyang, who was eating peaches under the tree, with a hint of surprise.

"What a fuss, if I can enter Fangcun Mountain in Qingtai, how can I not have any means?" Yang Sanyang curled his lips, his voice was lame, but it was understandable.

"Who is talking?" Senior Brother Seven was stunned, his eyes looked left and right, revealing a look of uncertainty.

"Just in front of you!" There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Yang Sanyang's eyes.

Seeing the lifelike expression of the monkey in front of him, Senior Brother Seven was stunned, and looked at Yang Sanyang slightly incredulously: "Are you talking?"

"Isn't it me? There are no two here. Could it be that Senior Brother Seven is blind?" Yang Sanyang said in an angry voice.

Although the sound is lame, but I can understand the meaning.

"God! Come look, everyone, a barbarian is actually talking! A barbarian is actually talking!" Senior Brother Seven was shocked, with a touch of disbelief in his eyes, and he kept shouting at the surrounding mountains and rivers.

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

A shadow flickered in the sky, and with all the sounds of surprise, all the brothers rushed to this place.

"Where can the barbarian speak?"

"Senior Brother, could it be that you're stunned by the devil, the barbarian is talented and stupid, how can he learn God's words?"

"Where is the talking barbarian, hurry up and show me!"

"..."

A group of disciples who were idle on weekdays came to the mountains and forests with their cloud heads, and fell beside Senior Brother Seven, staring at Yang Sanyang with beaming eyes.

"Is it this little barbarian?"

"Isn't this the pet raised by Master Daoyuan? It was amazing to understand the ancestor's preaching a few years ago. I didn't expect to learn how to speak now!"

"Really? A barbarian can talk, I don't believe it!"

"..."

A group of disciples surrounded Yang Sanyang, staring at him beamingly, their eyes filled with surprise.

On the one hand, Senior Brother Nine was sour in his heart and whispered: "After taking so many elixir, a pig should become enlightened, let alone a barbarian? What's weird about learning to speak."

At this time, everyone was talking about Yang Sanyang, and the thirteenth brother said: "Little monkey, you can tell us one more sentence."

With a black line on Yang Sanyang's face, he looked at the monkey-like expressions of the crowd, feeling extremely upset.

Who are these people? If you don't go to practice well, is it painful to be idle?

"Keep away! Keep away!" Daoxing squeezed away from the crowd, and walked straight to Yang Sanyang, his eyes beaming: "Little barbarian, have you really learned to speak?"

Yang Sanyang grinds his teeth, rolls his eyes and ignores him.

"Little monkey, if you say something, this spirit fruit is yours!" Daoxing took the fruit out of his hand, and kept throwing it up and down in front of Yang Sanyang's eyes, shook his shoulders.

"Your uncle!" Yang Sanyang hated to hit someone.

"Boom~~~"

The crowd exploded, and they all looked surprised:

"My God, even a barbarian can really speak!"

"Barbarians can speak, why can't I be a fairy?"

"It's a miracle that the barbarian can really speak now! I will play some in the future!"

A group of people stared at Yang Sanyang enthusiastically at this time, and various spirit fruits were continuously taken out and thrown in front of Yang Sanyang, teasing:

"Little monkey, say one more thing, this fruit will be rewarded to you!"

"Little monkey, you say, "Daohua is a bastard!""

"Dao Gong, do you dare to instigate the little monkey to scold me, you can't be beaten!" Daohua scolded with a smile.

"..."

A group of people were chattering and teasing around Yang Sanyang, but saw Yang Sanyang's forehead blue veins violently, and then the peach in his hand dropped out.

"Slap~"

The tender and ripe peaches were smeared.

"Hahaha! Dao Gong, you were beaten by a monkey!" Daohua was laughing, out of breath, and from ear to ear.

"Slap~"

It was another peach, smeared Daohua's face, and told him to follow Dao Gong's footsteps.

All of a sudden, I saw peaches flying all over the sky, and the brothers exclaimed as birds and beasts scattered, and kept shouting:

"The monkey is beating!"

"This monkey is perfect!"

"Hahaha, Dao Gong and Dao Hua were actually beaten by a monkey!"

"..."

A group of people kept going away under Taozi's attack. Yang Sanyang took advantage of the chaos to escape and returned to the Daoyuan Cave.

Being able to speak is not a surprising thing. Yang Sanyang uses his spirits and spirits and various elixir to incubate chaos, and every time he draws his spirits and spirits, he is tempering his own soul and soul.

The primordial spirit and soul have evolved, their wisdom has increased, and it is logical to speak.

Fangcun Mountain in the Lingtai is lively, and a monkey has learned to talk and has become a joke for everyone in the process of meditation.

Fortunately, Yang Sanyang's identity is not simple. Leaning on the big tree in the Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai, even though a group of disciples were beaten by the ‘monkey’, they didn’t care and dared not retaliate.

"Little barbarian, did you really learn to speak? How did you do it?" Daoxing sneaked up from the mountain, looked around, and saw that Dao Yuan was not there, and rushed to Yang Sanyang.

"Little barbarian!!! Your whole family are all barbarians!" Yang Sanyang began to grind his teeth again: "I have a name, my name is Pan."

"Pan?" Daoxing was taken aback, and said in amazement: "You actually have a name? You also have a name?"

"Oh, don't slap your face! Don't slap your face!" Daoxing screamed, holding his head.

Yang Sanyang let go, gave Daoxing a harp, and then gnawed at the peach. He wanted to say that he was called Pangu, but after thinking about it, it was easier to bid.

"Tell you brothers, don't sap or tie me up in the future. I won't listen to the Tao before I have been observing for a long time!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed helplessness.

"Oh, it seems that you can really speak, not learn tongue!" Daoxing's eyes were full of curiosity: "Can you really understand the preaching of the patriarch? Can you really understand the cultivation method?"

"Nonsense, if I don't understand, why did Patriarch give me a small stove?" Yang Sanyang was a little frustrated: "Can you not use this kind of colored glasses to see people?"

"What are colored glasses?" Daoxing was taken aback when he heard the words.

"..." Yang Sanyang was speechless, what else could he say?

"Go! Go! Go! Don't disturb my practice!" Yang Sanyang said slightly impatiently.

"Pan, we are friends. You treat me like this, but people are sad!" Daoxing's eyes were full of dissatisfaction: "What is the relationship between you and Taiyi God?"

"Bang~"

A peach flew out, confused Daoxing's face: "It's really long-winded!"

"Little! Man! Son!" Daoxing wiped the peach on his face, angrily.

"Slap~slap~slap~"

"Oh, don't slap your face! Don't slap your face!" Daoxing fled all the way, jumping down the mountain.

Shame!

He was beaten by a monkey!

He couldn't even beat a monkey!

"If you don't practice well, I will catch up to you in three years, and you won't be ashamed by that time!" Yang Sanyang looked at the Daoxing at the foot of the mountain with a hint of contempt in his eyes.

If I was beaten by a monkey, I am now despised by the monkey!

It's unbearable!

"What do you know, I have accumulated a lot of knowledge, and the things I entrusted to the Dhamma are rare spiritual things. Naturally, it is a little difficult to merge! Like the fourth brother, I only started to entrust the Dhamma the year before. The progress of my cultivation is not as good as mine. Yes, but after the success of entrusting the Dharma, the speed of comprehending the heaven and the earth will come from behind, and it will be of great benefit in the future. This is a long-term thing, of course it is not sloppy!" Daoxing began to explain.

"Slow progress in practice means slow progress, dull aptitude means dull aptitude, making excuses all day long!" Yang Sanyang smiled disdainfully and walked towards the mountains: "Don't forget, say for me and the brothers, don't kidnap me Now, it’s tying me up, we’re going to turn our faces.”

"I, your uncle~www.wuxiahere.com~ I simply believe in your evil! I was despised by the monkey! I was despised by the monkey! It is simply unbearable!" Daoxing walked back angrily: "This time Retreat, I won’t come out unless I am cultivated into sustenance!"

"I said yes, how strong are you and the monkey! Patriarch said, telling me to wait for the teaching of the Hundred Clan. This is a rare opportunity to search for treasures. Don't miss it!" Senior Brother Nine walked out from a distance and talked to Dao Xing. Hook shoulders and walk in one place.

"Have you heard what the little barbarian said before?" Daoxing said with a face full of embarrassment.

"I heard it! I heard it! This little monkey has learned the language. If we go to the ancestor to file a complaint, we can't eat and walk around, this little monkey can't offend it! How can I have the courage to knock on the sap!" Senior Brother Nine smiled bitterly.

"Let's go, take a look down the mountain and see what good things can be blackmailed from those guys!"

The two hooked their shoulders on their backs, with smiles in their eyes.

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