The Great Talisman

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"Huh~"

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

The sound of sweeping fallen leaves reverberated gently in the void, Dao Yuan followed the sound, and then the next moment he was struck by lightning, his body trembled and his feet stopped, tears in his eyes were like torrents, but he could not make a sound while covering his mouth.

A familiar figure was sweeping the fallen leaves, looking at the weak and thin back, the withered, dry hair, and the slightly rickety body, Dao Yuan stubbornly covered his mouth, his excited brain turned white, but There was no sound.

As a monk, Yang Sanyang naturally noticed the unusual atmosphere in the air, and subconsciously raised his head to look at the incoming person, then his hand stopped, and he subconsciously stopped.

More than two thousand years have passed, and years have not left any traces on his body. Dao Yuan still looks the same as two thousand years ago, but there is a touch of exhaustion and melancholy in his face.

"Long time no see!" Yang Sanyang looked at Dao Yuan with red eyes: "It's just been more than two thousand years since I haven't seen you. Why are you so excited to see me?"

Two thousand years is not a long time for monks, but for Yang Sanyang, who has survived hardships and hardships, it is a world of heaven and earth.

"You **** little monkey, where did you die for more than two thousand years!" Dao Yuan stumbled, stumbling over, and holding Yang Sanyang in his arms: "Where have you died these years, even a little movement? No, do you know how worried I am!"

As Dao Yuan's tears rained down, Yang Sanyang smiled, and slowly hugged Dao Yuan, around the waist of the other person: "Really? I heard people say that you are very happy with Dao Yi in the mountains."

Daoyuan rolled his eyes and glared at Yang Sanyang, fingers clenched his fists, and smashed his back severely: "Don't leave without saying goodbye next time!"

"You and Daoyi are living in the mountains as a couple of gods and goddesses, but I have to run for my own livelihood. There is no treasure of Dharma and no one will worry about me. I can only go down the mountain to find it by myself!" red.

"Have you found the treasure to entrust the Dharma image?" Dao Yuan quickly said after hearing this.

"Found it!" Yang Sanyang smiled.

"What is it?" Dao Yuan said eagerly.

"It's just an ordinary treasure!" Yang Sanyang wouldn't tell the truth about Dao Yuan, this silly sweet white. Even if he was rotten in his stomach, he would never tell the truth.

"Why don't you wait for me to go down the mountain with you! Blame me, you borrowed your innate spiritual things, and told you to use ordinary spiritual things to entrust you, so that you missed the opportunity! Blame me! Blame me!" Crying, his voice was full of self-blame.

"It's good for you to be happy, as for me? It's good to be able to cultivate and grow up without dying, I don't have that big ambition!" Yang Sanyang's expression looks very indifferent, of course he is not in a hurry. With innate spiritual treasures, there will be no comparison in this world. My treasure has a better chance.

He was not in a hurry, it looked calm, but he made Dao Yuan howl and cry: "It's all my fault! It's all my fault! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

"Don’t talk about that. Since you lent the treasure to morality and justice, you will get it back for me as soon as possible. Even if I don’t use it anymore, even if I don’t use it, it’s good to give it to others. Ah!" Yang Sanyang looked at Dao Yuan with a smile.

Dao Yuan choked on hearing this, and after a while, he said: "The fourth brother has just entrusted him with the success of the Dharma. You must not force him. He can't rely on this account and the treasure will be returned to you sooner or later."

"Maybe!" Yang Sanyang let go of the edge, slowly picked up the broom, and gently cleaned the fallen leaves.

"Why do you look like this now? Why can't I feel the mana in you? You broke your gong?" At this time, Daoyuan realized that Yang Sanyang was wrong, and suddenly his expression was flabbergasted and exclaimed: "Didn't you mean to entrust the law? Why are all mana lost now?"

Daoyuan's expression was full of panic: "What the **** is going on?"

She suddenly felt that the current Yang Sanyang was much older, his hair was not as oily as before, and his bones were not as strong as before.

The most important thing is that he can no longer feel the mana on Yang Sanyang!

The mana in Yang Sanyang's body is gone!

"It's just that something happened, and my mana has not been lost!" Yang Sanyang explained.

"You must be comforting me! You must be comforting me! Otherwise, why are you getting old?" Daoyuan cried and became a tearful person: "Why are you so stupid? Why do you leave Golden Crow's hair to me? Why is this? Tolerate me! Why? I owe you so much, how can I repay you?"

Daoyuan was crying, and his voice kept choking.

Yang Sanyang didn't explain, the origin of the golden black hair had been absorbed by it, and he couldn't look at it. As for the power of argument? comfort her?

"If you pretend that your mana has been abolished, ask him to accompany me more. I don't mind pretending to be a little bit." Yang Sanyang's thoughts flowed in his heart, and his eyes turned to Dao Yuan: "Repay me? You should know what I want! You! If you want to repay me, you might as well accompany me more and treat me better! That's enough!"

Daoyuan stopped crying and hammered Yang Sanyang with a punch: "Little monkey, you are thinking about it again, you are my pet! We are impossible!"

"Puffy~~~"

Hearing the words, the Taoism of eating peaches on the top of the mountain came out directly, and he leaned forward with a smile and planted on the ground.

Yang Sanyang almost choked to death with his own saliva. He glanced at Dao Yuan and lowered his head to continue cleaning the fallen leaves.

"Dao Xing, why don't you clean the fallen leaves? Could it be that Dao Guo is younger than you, so you bully him?" Dao Yuan glared at Dao Xing not far away with red and swollen eyes.

"I'm simply lying down with a gun!" Daoxing got up, picked up the broom on one side, and began to sweep the fallen leaves.

"Your mana has been abolished, what should I do now!" Dao Yuan's eyes showed a touch of anxiety.

"The mana is abolished, and you can repair it again. Why are you in a hurry?" Yang Sanyang picked up the broom and did not sweep the floor, but walked directly to his own cave.

"Hey, don't go! I know what I said is a bit too much, but it's really impossible for us!" Dao Yuan hurriedly followed.

Yang Sanyang staggered in front of him and almost fell to the ground, the black line flowing constantly.

"I'm serious, don't you want to run, it's really impossible for us!" Dao Yuan shouted from behind.

Yang Sanyang ran away, hearing Daoxing's laughter behind him, angrily that he couldn't draw a thirty-meter big knife and slash people.

The two returned to the cave

Sitting in front of the bluestone, Yang Sanyang looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, with a look of sadness in his eyes. Although he had complained about his origin in the past, he blamed God for injustice and prevented him from easily embarking on the path of practice, and even why he was not a born congenital god. But he always believed in his heart that as long as he worked hard, he would surely reach the top in the future.

As long as you work hard, everything will change!

However, the relationship between oneself and Taoism crosses the racial gap, just like asking a woman to marry a pig or a dog. How is this possible?

He can change his own thoughts, but he cannot change the will of others, he cannot change the thoughts of Dao Yuan!

At this moment, he suddenly felt a sense of resentment in his heart. God treated him too cruelly. What he liked could not be easily obtained!

How does he reverse the thought of Dao Yuan and make the other person like him?

This is too difficult! It's hard to get to the sky!

"Why?" Yang Sanyang sighed, staring at the sea of ​​clouds blankly. Perhaps one day, after the Three Plagues, this ugly skin will emerge, which can change Dao Yuan's view of himself.

It’s just that I don’t know that that day is the year of the monkey, so I just trust the image. I don’t know how long it will take to get rid of the mortal birth certificate.

"Little monkey, what are you running!" Dao Yuan chased up from behind, patted Yang Sanyang's head fiercely, and then softened directly to Yang Sanyang's arms: "It's still a living mat and comfortable!"

Feeling the warmth in his hands, Yang Sanyang hugged Dao Yuan in his arms, and the miscellaneous thoughts in his heart disappeared in an instant, all the troubles disappeared completely: "You are probably the chance in my life, the fate of fate! You are me The only flaw!"

"What fate, what are you talking about?" Dao Yuan said dissatisfied: "I am your master, you are not allowed to give me advice, if you are true... then go find a female monkey..."

Daoyuan's voice is slightly shy!

"Slap~"

Yang Sanyang slapped Daoyuan's place to make it rich.

"Oh, you hurt me, you little barbarian, dare to be disrespectful to your master, and see if I don't beat you!" Dao Yuan called Jiao Hu and beat Yang Sanyang's heart.

"Hey~" With an inexplicable sigh, Yang Sanyang shook his head with a wry smile, hugged Dao Yuan tightly, and the two of them stuck together.

No one knows what he sighed! Of course Daoyuan doesn't know!

Yang Sanyang finally comforted Dao Yuan~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Seeing Dao Yuan who was sleeping in his arms, tears were on his cheeks that were as white as jade, and his heart was moved.

But he didn't dare to move too much, for fear of disturbing the sleeping Dao Yuan. Dao Yuan's emotions had been tense for two thousand years, and his mind was weak. At this time, he saw Yang Sanyang return, but he was relaxed.

Closing his eyes silently, Yang Sanyang quietly observes his own Dharma, and along with his breathing, the world rises and falls again and again, and countless laws run and calculate, flow through his mind, and all are absorbed by the Dharma.

"How much energy does it take to fill such a big chaos to refine it? It's just a joke! Even if it drains me, I can't refine such a treasure!" Yang Sanyang looked at Faxiang's heart, accompanied at this time With the evolution of the law of opening the world and the earth, the information of countless law evolution was absorbed by his heart. In the center of his heart, there seemed to be a black and white light circulating, as if something was gestating in the dark.

Just as he was meditating in his heart, he suddenly saw the streamer bred from his chest condensed into a solid body, turned into a stream of information, rolled up, and invaded his mind.

The flow of information was immense and boundless, and it contained countless true meanings. In an instant, Yang Sanyang fainted with an impact, and plunged his head on Dao Yuan's chest.