The Great Talisman

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Preaching and practicing.

Preaching and practicing.

Five hundred years of time passed in a flick of a finger, the little carrot head is still a little carrot head, and the five hundred years has only been a little longer. But for Yang Sanyang, five hundred years of painstaking cultivation was a great improvement, and his cultivation became more and more unpredictable, and he couldn't see any clues.

The congenital chaos in the primordial spirit has been sacrificed for 500 years, the Bagua furnace in the primordial spirit has been sacrificed for 500 years, and the clothes and belts in the Bagua furnace have also been sacrificed for 500 years.

In five hundred years, the two adorable babies that had been opened had both proclaimed the Dao and began to practice mana.

"Huh~"

Yang Sanyang exhaled and slowly opened his eyes. After five hundred years, his whole body became weaker, skinny and obviously malnourished.

Beside him, the two adorable babies closed their eyes, and the whole body was fluctuating with magical energy.

The body shape instantly turned into streamer and appeared in the valley outside. At this time, the valley was withered and the branches and leaves all over the sky began to fall.

"Cold Cretaceous! It's another Cold Cretaceous! I don't know how the people in the tribe are doing!" Yang Sanyang showed a touch of longing in his eyes, but he disappeared in a blink of an eye: "How can I go back before the path of immortality?"

With the soles of his feet on the soft fallen leaves, Yang Sanyang draped in linen and walked slowly forward.

Taking a step, the whole body was distorted, and after reappearing, the void moved and appeared at the intersection. The broom in his hand rolled up dust, slowly sweeping the fallen leaves in the mountains and forests.

"Little monkey, the ancestor is calling you over!" There was a burst of "kaka" gnawing the fruit from the mountain, and the boy looked down at Yang Sanyang who was cleaning the mountain road and shouted unhurriedly.

"The disciple obeys!" Yang Sanyang put away the broom, took a step forward and disappeared. When he reappeared, he had already reached the gate of the Patriarch's backyard. Then he arranged his clothes and walked into the courtyard respectfully: "The disciple has seen the teacher."

The ancestor pecked with a drink, and saw Yang Sanyang walk in, a weird flash flashed between his eyebrows: "You got it?"

"Occasionally, I have obtained a little bit of origin, but I can initially touch the power of the law of space!" Yang Sanyang looked respectful, without any complacency, as if he had completed a trivial and unremarkable thing.

Patriarch put down the wine cup: "Unexpectedly, if you can touch this supernatural power in one hundred thousand years, I would feel normal. But never thought that you would have stepped into the threshold. This kind of understanding is really amazing. Frightened."

"Please check with Patriarch!" Yang Sanyang stretched out his bone-like palm, rolled up by a weird force, distorted time and space, and formed a vortex that looked like a black hole, which seemed to be able to swallow everything in the world.

"Fangcun origin! You have actually practiced this magical power!" A touch of disbelief appeared in the Patriarch's eyes: "Moreover, this origin is so pure."

Will Yang Sanyang tell the ancestor that he has opened up? Skynet swallowed the power of the avenue from the dark, Yang Sanyang took a trick and moved the power of the avenue a little bit to train the square inch origin, nothing more.

"I thought you had to be the Golden Immortal before you could get started!" The Patriarch slowly stood up: "The future path of cultivation will depend on you."

Yang Sanyang bowed to bow, but did not speak.

"As a teacher, I'm actually very curious, what exactly are you entrusting to the Dharma, even a thousand years have passed, and you still haven't refined it!" The Patriarch looked at Yang Sanyang's thin body, after all, he couldn't help but wonder, and asked out his voice. .

It stands to reason that even if it is a genius treasure, the branches of innate spiritual roots should be refined? It shouldn't be like Yang Sanyang, who is so embarrassed that his foundation will be hollowed out.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard the words, and he raised his head after hesitating for a long time, staring at the ancestor with shining eyes, and said every word: "Xian-tian-ling-bao!"

Phoo~

The air in the yard seemed to condense, and the wine from the boy's mouth was spilled on the ground.

"What?" Patriarch didn't seem to hear clearly, and asked subconsciously.

"The treasure that the disciple entrusts to the Dharma is the innate spiritual treasure!" Yang Sanyang said.

After thinking about it, this kind of thing cannot be concealed, and in the future, I will eventually show it. If I deceive the ancestor today, there will inevitably be a gap between the master and the apprentice in the future.

"My wine! My wine!" The boy's pained face twitched, and he lay on the ground in a panic, constantly licking the ointment on the ground.

Patriarch's face twitched, revealing a touch of disbelief: "Really?"

Yang Sanyang pointed to his nose: "Five hundred years ago, the abnormality of the disciple's breathing could not be hidden from the ancestor, right?"

"I only thought you had a magical power at the time!" The Patriarch's expression was emotional: "However, you never thought that you were refining the innate spiritual treasure. You have worked hard for the teacher for hundreds of thousands of years, and you have only accepted God a few years ago. The emperor liked it and gave the Xiantian Lingbao a measuring ruler. Your starting point is too high, and your chances are too good. Even if you are a teacher, you must be envious."

Having said this, Patriarch said nervously: "Who have you told about this? How many people know?"

"Only Patriarch... and Senior Brother Bashe!" Yang Sanyang said.

The ancestor heard this and breathed a sigh of relief: "Don't talk about this kind of thing, otherwise you won't be able to support you even as a teacher! You will know the terrifying power of the Xian Lingbao if you truly control the Xian Lingbao. You will be in the future. You are not allowed to tell anyone, even if you are asking about it as a teacher, you can't mention it anymore."

Contrary to Yang Sanyang's expectation, the ancestor only asked about this, but he didn't mean to go further, let alone what innate spiritual treasure he was.

"That Xiantian Lingbao, even my refinement, is hard work. It depends on the accumulation of time. Of course, it is better for you to use Xiantian Lingbao as the foundation. The potential in the future is endless, and it is not worse than the Xiantian gods, but ...This thing is too difficult to practice. Your mana is low. I'm afraid that Shihuiyuan won't want to succeed in refining. It will inevitably delay the practice! The time for Shihuiyuan is enough for you to become a golden fairy! Between gains and losses, you pay back Need to consider for yourself!" Patriarch shook his head.

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly, once this kind of thing starts, can it stop?

The Innate Primal Primordial Primordial Primal Chaos occupies in his soul, he has no choice but to bite the bullet and carry it on.

Fortunately, there may not be shortcuts.

As long as he finds another female fetus of the innate Primal Chaos fetus, he can be sacrificed and refined into a Taiji diagram. At that time, the two are combined to prohibit the re-derivation, which is the opportunity for him to refine and refine.

"The disciple has his own thoughts!" Yang Sanyang said.

"It's fine if you have your own plan. To tell the truth, it is not easy for you to walk as a barbarian to the present!" Patriarch sighed: "As a teacher, I don't want you to spend the moon in the water and the bamboo basket to catch the water."

"The disciples remember the patriarch's teachings!" Yang Sanyang said.

"Go on! Go on! As a teacher is really old, a new generation of new people replace the old!" Patriarch felt a little unbalanced in his heart, and his eyes were full of helplessness. He had worked hard for hundreds of millions of years to obtain the innate spiritual treasure.

Before the three plagues have been over, they have already obtained the innate treasure.

Compared with Xiantian Lingbao, what is that big tree branch?

"That's the Innate Lingbao, this little barbarian really has great fortune, it can be said to be against the sky! How much merit does he have to enjoy the innate Lingbao without being backlashed by the world?" Tonger's eyes were full of envy.

The Patriarch shook his head: "The future of this son is immeasurable. You still need to make good friends with him, and you will benefit infinitely in the future."

Hearing this, the boy turned his gaze, and his eyes showed a thoughtful look: "Make friendship? How to make friendship? This kid's favorite is Dao Yuan. If I help him, wouldn't he be grateful? "

Breathing out the secret in his heart, Yang Sanyang breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the white clouds in the sky: "I bet it is right. The Patriarch is truly sacred and a person with both moral integrity and moral integrity will never take my chance."

"Furthermore, the Innate Primal Primordial Primordial Primal Chaos has been completely integrated into my Dharma Form, I am afraid that even if it is the Patriarch, it will definitely not be taken away!" Yang Sanyang shook his head, restrained his distracting thoughts, walked slowly down the mountain and picked up the broom. Sweep the fallen leaves.

"Dao Guo, I haven't seen you for more than five hundred years. Your kid has been in retreat for five hundred years!" Dao Xing ran out sneaking out of nowhere.

"Why do you look like this?" Yang Sanyang looked surprised.

"Go, go to my place!" Dao Xing pulled Yang Sanyang, turned around and came to Dao Xing Mountain: "Why do you retreat for five hundred years? I tell you that Dao Yuan is very close to the Fourth Senior Brother. If you were If I don’t leave the customs, I’m afraid that other children will be born."

"Is that exaggeration?" Yang Sanyang curled his lips, gossiping in his hands, although he had never left the customs, but outside things could not be hidden from him.

"Although I have exaggerated a bit, I think if you don't show up again, I'm afraid Senior Brother Si will really embrace the beauty!" Daoxing gritted his teeth.

Yang Sanyang was silent after hearing the words, and after a while he said: "Red Luan star moves, I am afraid I can resist this matter."

Having said that, he lowered his head and looked at his ugly body, Mao's head shrugged: "Do you think Dao Yuan will look at me like this?"

If he hadn't found the congenital spirit treasure to entrust him to the method~www.wuxiaspot.com~, he was afraid that he had survived the three plagues at this time, so he could naturally take off the ugly skin.

unfortunately! Good luck!

On one side is a beauty, on the other is a peerless Daoji, which one do you want?

To be honest, Yang Sanyang's skin is not ugly, on the contrary, it looks very cute, otherwise Dao Yuan would not accept him as a pet when he met.

Unfortunately, is the aesthetics of humans the same as those of animals?

"There's a lot of fate!" A wry smile appeared at the corner of Yang Sanyang's mouth: "However, in the Great Wilderness, the hundreds of races will get married. I may not have no chance, at least there is a glimmer of hope."

"Go, let's take a look at Daoyuan!" Yang Sanyang turned and walked down the mountain.

"Go! Go! Go! If it doesn't work, let's just uncook rice and cook mature rice. Then Dao Yuan can kill you?" Dao Xing followed behind with a hum.

"In fact, I know in my heart that what the ancestors said to me back then was true, but I was just unwilling to do so!" Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly.