The Great Talisman

"Taiyi's hair?" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a thoughtful look, the ancestor refused to teach his magical powers, but asked him to enlighten.

"Pan!" Daoxing thief headed up and looked at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes, and put his arms around his shoulders.

"What's the matter? Your kid is looking for me, it's no good!" Yang Sanyang rolled his eyes and knocked out Daoxing's palm.

"You really can speak?" Daoxing looked curious.

Yang Sanyang had a black line, and a scent of anger and anger appeared in his eyes: "Are you owed?"

Daoxing smiled, not annoyed, just said: "I didn't expect that you really have good luck, and you have cultivated magic power."

"What magical powers do you have?" Yang Sanyang looked curious.

"It's just the bloodline supernatural powers passed down from the ancestors. The magical supernatural powers are all treasures, and they are all unique to the great supernatural powers. How can they be easily taught? I am only cultivating the bloodline supernatural powers now. This world monk, since I have cultivated Mana and magical powers have to be comprehended by themselves. Unless the ancestor really values ​​you, he will give magical powers!" Daoxing's eyes showed a touch of emotion.

"An ancestral supernatural power?" Yang Sanyang rolled his eyes when he heard the words, and stopped paying attention to the Tao and continued to walk back.

"Supernatural powers and techniques are secrets that are not taught by all races. How can the supreme mighty power evolved by those with great magical powers insight into the laws of heaven and earth?" Daoxing leaned forward and said with a smile: "Junior, You can’t eat the peaches in the mountains, right?"

"What are you going to do?" Yang Sanyang suddenly became vigilant when he heard the words.

"The peach tree has grown for three thousand years, and it has been regarded as a spiritual root, and the fruit it produces is very useful. Since the younger brother can't eat it, it is better to sell it to the monks of the hundred races in the mountain, and you can make a lot of money!" Daoxing stretched out a finger: "How about one hundred peaches, for a quintessence?"

"Huh? Seriously?" Yang Sanyang's heart moved upon hearing this.

"Then make a deal, you will leave it to me, Yamaaka Taozi!" Daoxing touched his chin, a touch of cunning appeared in his eyes.

"A hundred peaches can be exchanged for a quintessence? Will it be too expensive?" Yang Sanyang was puzzled.

"What do you know! We are going to sell the peach to the monks of the hundred races, we say he is worth this price, he is worth the price! As for what the minds of the monks of the hundred races think, what do we care about?" The way.

Strong buy and sell!

And they want the other party to accompany the smiling face, and the other party is willing to be blackmailed in order to learn their skills.

"Brother, if you do such a wicked thing, will you be beaten when you walk out of the Lingtai Fangcunshan?" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a weird look.

Sure enough, not only oneself, but it is not easy for the monks of a hundred races to seek Taoism and practice.

"One is willing to fight and the other is willing to endure, what do you care about so many?" Daoxing said as he let go of Yang Sanyang and ran towards the mountains and forests.

Yang Sanyang heard the words silently, and then silently returned to the mountain. Dao Yuan was meditating. Yang Sanyang thought about it, avoiding Dao Yuan far, and came to an unmanned valley in the back mountain, sitting on the soft green grass in his hands. Take out a golden hair.

"The ancestor said that if I want to learn magical powers, I will comprehend this golden black hair myself..." Yang Sanyang thought in his heart, the mana flow in his hand, and then looked at the golden black hair. Sure enough, there was endless rhyme flowing in it, and the innate divine writing flowed uncertainly.

"That is part of the remaining profound meanings belonging to the Sun Divine Fire" Yang Sanyang Yuanshen's inner fire law originally flows, facing the innate divine writings in the Sun Real Fire, at this time he has fallen into a state of enlightenment.

After half a day, he woke up leisurely: "That's it!"

This feather, however, opened a door for it, a door that transformed the law into supernatural powers.

After inserting the golden black hair in his hand as an ornament, Yang Sanyang's heart moved: "Golden black hair can comprehend magical powers. What about his own treasures? It contains the origin of the law. Isn't every treasure? Can you comprehend a magical power?"

Yang Sanyang thought about it, and took out a sign that looked like gold but not gold, or like jade but not jade, engraved with mysterious lines.

Hold it!

This is the talisman left by Ao Xing.

At this moment, Yang Sanyang's heart moved, holding the holding talisman in his hand, a touch of mana in his body turned, submerged in the holding talisman, the next moment the holding talisman turned into a rainbow light, suddenly penetrated into the ancestral orifice of his eyebrows, and then chaos in the fixed state. A golden thread flickered, rolling up the talisman, and breaking it down between the flicks of the talisman, blending with the thin golden thread inside.

Countless information flowed past, turned into inherited information, but it made Yang Sanyang stay in a daze.

Zhifu, innate spirit treasure, was born before heaven and earth.

Open the sky!

This thing is the beginning of the opening of the sky, the great fortune in the chaos opens the sky, this thing can fix the ground, water, wind and fire, can suppress the two qi of yin and yang, and has a magical power.

At this time, it turned into an endless rune and merged into the skynet in his soul-set state. The entire skynet turned from golden yellow to colorless.

"This world seems to be different!" Yang Sanyang frowned, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes. In the eyes of his law, the origins of the world and everything are clearly visible.

Even the incomplete sun **** fire in the golden black hair is constantly evolving at this time, deducing a complete rune, turning it into a magical power, and being absorbed by its soul.

The law of origin of fire in the body is constantly evolving, and countless kinds of true meanings about fire are flowing in his heart.

After the fusion of Kaitian Zhifu and Skynet, it seemed to have completely changed and turned into another substance.

"Something's wrong, everything is not under my control. I just thought about cultivating magical powers, and I automatically have magical powers to perform!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a dignified touch, his fingers tapped his knees, each The true meaning of flame is constantly circulating.

"It is because I have obtained the origin of fire that I can deduce and accept the countless true meanings of fire so quickly!" Yang Sanyang thought in his heart, closing his eyes and slowly falling into contemplation.

"What I want to do now is to conceive a scripture, and then practice mana and supernatural powers!" Yang Sanyang's thoughts flowed in his mind: "As for the fertility of scriptures, this is by no means easy, but I have an idea in my heart. I have been reciting the Tao Te Ching for so long, and now I have cultivated the magic power. There seems to be a voice in the dark, calling me to recite the Tao Te Ching, based on the Tao Te Ching."

"That is a kind of mysterious intuition. As long as I speak, I will be able to recite the Tao Te Ching this time!" Yang Sanyang's thoughts flowed in his heart, and it took a while before he said: "But I can't be reckless. "It caused a great shock to the world. If I recite the Tao Te Ching written by a saint, I am afraid I don't know how much trouble it will cause."

"First cultivate mana and supernatural powers, and after having a certain degree of self-protection, quietly leave Fangcunshan in the Lingtai, looking for a place where no one is, and lay the foundation with the moral scriptures. Perhaps, when the Patriarch leaves Fangcunshan in the Lingtai, There are no innate gods around here, no one can detect the movement I made, and it will not be too late to practice." Yang Sanyang's various thoughts flowed in his heart, revealing a touch of emotion: "Time is not enough!"

It takes too much time to practice mana and supernatural powers, and to realize that heaven and earth nurture their own mantras.

"All the treasures in my body need to be refined with magic power. Although I have used Tao Te Ching to refine these years, I still need to use magic power to refine it again!" Yang Sanyang silently closed his eyes, "I have too many secrets. , Time is not enough."

"First, study and study the opening talisman. This thing was born in the chaos and has a mysterious power. It is a legendary innate spiritual treasure. If I can hold an innate spiritual treasure, I will face the innate **** in the future, It is also very confident!"

Yang Sanyang fell into a fixed state, constantly comprehending the open-day talisman in his body, and comprehending his own chaos.

If this matter spreads out, it will surely make people laugh. Why are you?

The visualization is one's own visualization, and everything is in the heart. Where can anyone turn their heads to comprehend without knowing anything about their own visualization?

I'm afraid that it will surprise my eyes when it passes it out.

"If things are abnormal, there must be a demon!" Yang Sanyang viewed the chaos, the opening of the sky and the sky net turned into air currents, disappeared in the chaos, and merged with the entire chaotic view.

"Suspended Dhamma? I have cultivated an innate spiritual treasure in my vision. Have I succeeded in entrusting Dharma?" Yang Sanyang continued to interpret the various messages from Kaitian Zhifu in the chaos. Infinite information evolved in the chaos with the help of Skynet, and finally formed a lifelike divine text "ban" symbol.

"Weird!" Yang Sanyang carefully observed the font in the chaos. It was not a congenital divine writing or a hundred ethnic characters, but an unprecedented font, erratic, constantly changing and evolving. Although there is only one character, the glyphs and fonts are constantly changing all the time.

"Capturing the artistic conception of this object, and then comprehend it. This is the information of the inheritance of the innate spirit treasure. It must come from an amazing source and has an unpredictable power!"

Yang Sanyang thought in his heart, slowly opened his eyes, and struck the symbol in the mud under his feet, but saw the mud fluctuate, the symbol was wiped out by a force in the sky.

"Wonderful! It's really unpredictable~www.novelmtl.com~ It's beyond my imagination!" Yang Sanyang thought to himself, and carved the font on one side of the bluestone. The bluestone seemed to be flowing water, and the font quietly disappeared. , No more traces.

The whole stone was restored to its original state, and it seemed that it had never changed.

"Wonderful and unpredictable! Unpredictable! This font is not tolerated in the world, I am afraid that it has something to do with the legendary heaven!" Yang Sanyang took in his mind, and continued to understand the wonderland in the valley.

After a month, when the ancestor's preaching bell rang, Yang Sanyang woke up from Dao Yun with a daze in his eyes: "Really it is incredible! This font, I have not even touched the fur, but only mastered several uses. That's it."

"I really don't know the true meaning of this symbol, how powerful it is!" Yang Sanyang exclaimed in his heart.

ps: This chapter rewards the cute master "San Xian", not included in the cute master.

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