The Great Talisman

　　 Yang Sanyang retired from the resting place of the ancestor, looking at the courtyard covered with fallen leaves, standing on the highest point, the entire lingtai square and the mountains were all in sight.

　　 "She is not only her, she is the light of my hope!"

　　 After a long silence, Yang Sanyang suddenly spoke.

　　Men always hope to collect things that are particularly meaningful and perfect for them. This is human nature.

　　The path is simple, just like a child. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't be deceived by the four senior brothers. He would give the other side the congenital spiritual relics entrusted to the Dharma and the future.

　　On this trip to the south of the sky, he realized the importance of the innate spiritual root. Even if the innate sycamore tree is like this, the big tree tree is not bad.

　　 With innate spirits, the future can be expected. But Dao Yuan actually lent the innate spiritual things to Daoyi, isn't it pure or something?

　　 Dao Yuan is of great significance to him, especially there is a moral and righteous conflation, which makes him feel extremely disgusting.

　　 He will never allow the light of hope in his heart to fall into the hands of others, especially the one he hates!

　　 Yang Sanyang unhurriedly picked up the broom and slowly cleared the fallen leaves in the mountains, with a touch of contemplation in his eyes.

"I can't open my mouth like this all day..." Yang Sanyang recited the Tao Te Ching silently, the fire of wisdom flickered in his eyes, and a flash of light flashed through his mind: "If I were creating a supreme scripture, I was condensing a noble verse. What about Dhamma?"

"A Tao Te Ching, let myself condense the image of the saint Lao Tzu, if I use the supreme Buddhist classic "Ami Buddha Sutra" as the foundation to condense the image of Amitabha Buddha, what should I do?" Yang Sanyang paused, in an instant The chaos in the primordial spirit exploded, the ground, water, wind and fire were rolled up, and the vast and endless turbid air opened up.

　　 "Yes!" Suddenly an idea came from the saint's law.

　　 A deduction of the birth and death of chaos at the fingertips confirmed the feasibility of the matter.

　　 "Since one person can observe many phenomena, why do you only practice one?" Yang Sanyang showed a hint of thought in his eyes, and he was a little hesitant in his heart.

　　 A ray of divine light flowed through the eyes: "A saint's form is already so against the sky. If I am practicing a saint's form, then the Taoism will definitely increase to an incredible level."

　　 "No hurry! No hurry! This matter is of great importance, the more you get to the critical moment, the more you can't rush!" Yang Sanyang's thoughts flowed endlessly, and his heart was rolled up in an instant, and endless greed filled his mind.

　　 The more you get to the critical moment, the more you have to keep your breath.

　　 Moreover, once the "Ami Buddha Sutra" is born, the purple qi will inevitably come to the east for 30,000 miles, causing the world to shake. Such visions are not easy to conceal, and I still need to find a safe time so that everyone does not want to track them down.

　　 The last time I took advantage of the battle between gods and demons, the top powerhouses did not have the opportunity to trace their tracks. This time, if you want to cultivate Ami Buddha's image, the movement is bound to be not small.

　　 "Furthermore, if you want to cultivate two physiognomy, you still need to think carefully, this kind of thing has not been heard before!" Yang Sanyang's heart moved, if he can cultivate two physiognomy, he can speak at that time.

　　 The two saints are not as simple as one plus one equals two!

The fallen leaves were being cleaned, and there was a sound of footsteps, and I saw Tonger lazily walking out of the lobby: "You too, don’t cultivate well, and what do you do to clean the fallen leaves all day? The ancestor said last time that you were fined for military service, but he just talked about it. No matter what, why should you be more serious?"

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "The most important thing is that you affected me to sleep!" Tong'er yawned, his voice full of impatientness.

　　 Yang Sanyang smiled when he heard the words, and the broom in his hand rolled up unhurriedly, mana flowed, and the fallen leaves disappeared instantly.

　　 "Senior brother, did you know, can monks of my generation cultivate two dharma pictures?" A line of handwriting appeared on the bluestone slab.

Tong'er quizzed his eyes and rubbed his nose: "Hey, you have a good question. There are thirty-six disciples who entered the room from Fangcunshan in Lingtai. There are countless disciples who heard Dao, but you are the second one who has asked this question. "

　　 "Who was the first?" Yang Sanyang was surprised, and the writing on the bluestone board changed.

　　 "Hey, the days are so boring these days, my mouth is fading out of a bird, it's nothing..." The boy said left and right, holding his arms to hang his appetite.

　　 "Senior brother's mouth is fading out, and there are a few jars of fine wine in my place. If the brother doesn't dislike it, how about giving two jars to the brother?" Yang Sanyang smiled and changed the font on the ground.

　　 "Really?" The boy's eyes lit up suddenly: "However, you have to teach me the technique of brewing."

　　 Yang Sanyang nodded, and the handwriting on the ground was erased instantly, turning it into a word ‘ke’.

　　 "The one who asked this question last time was your senior brother Dao Zhuan, senior brother!" Tong'er said with a solemn expression, especially emphasized later.

　　 "Huh? Big brother?" Yang Sanyang was taken aback when he heard the words.

"He is a true genius, and the disciple who has been with your ancestor for the longest time. His Taoism is unfathomable, even I am far behind!" A reminiscence appeared in Tonger's eyes: "I still remember that your brother was like you back then. Realm, once asked Patriarch this question, I was by Patriarch’s side, and I heard clearly."

　　 "I also hope that senior brother will enlighten me!" Yang Sanyang's expression became solemn.

"The ancestor once said that the birth and death of Fa-phases are all between thoughts. As long as the soul can bear it, theoretically there is no upper limit. There are as many Fa-phases as you want to cultivate! The more Fa-phases you cultivate, the better the world. The faster you can perceive, the faster you practice! Others are one dharma and comprehend the laws of heaven and earth. How can your ten dharma, a thousand dharma, and 10,000 dharma have the same effect?" Tonger's eyes burned and said: The more you practice, the faster you can practice later. But...when you first practiced the method, it took a lot of time and was far behind by peers."

　　 "Then I don't know why, no one in the mountain practiced the second method?" Yang Sanyang looked surprised.

"A top-notch dharma image is worthy of countless ordinary dharma images. A dharma image entrusted with innate spiritual treasures is better than countless sands! No matter how much sand, it is still sand, not worth the effort!" Tonger's voice lowered: "For example, the morality, who has been practicing for 100,000 years, hasn't entrusted the Dharma image for a long time? It is better than 100,000 ordinary Dharma images to entrust the Dharma image with innate spiritual objects.

"Furthermore, cultivating methods is too much energy-consuming, and it also consumes thought and time. Few people waste time on ordinary methods, and they are all preparing for the cultivation of first-class methods, better than thousands of ordinary methods!" Tong'er He smiled and said: "Especially in the later stage, a Dharma image is equivalent to a clone, and its magical effects are endless."

　　 "So that's it!" Yang Sanyang suddenly felt in his heart.

　　 "But there is one thing, you have to remember" Tong'er stared at him tightly: "Anything in the world, who does not prove to be an immortal, will continue to live by devouring elixir. The limit of longevity is the number of yuan."

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 "What is the number of one yuan?" Yang Sanyang was stunned.

"Yihuiyuan is 129,600 years. This is the limit of life. After this limit, even if you swallow the elixir, your life will not increase by a minute!" Tong'er said with a smile: "You have to remember. Don’t ruin your practice because of greed. When the five decays come, it’s too late to regret."

　　 Yang Sanyang nodded when he heard the words, and the words under his feet changed: "Please continue to enlighten me, how to continue the vitality after the deadline."

　　 But he thought in his heart, now that Dao Yuan has passed one hundred thousand years, and it is not far from 120,000 years. Isn't it the end of life?

"At the end of the day, only three plagues can extend life. Every five hundred years is one plague. If it lasts for five hundred years, it will turn into ashes!" Tong'er smiled and said, "This realm. If you can accumulate virtue and do good, and have great merits in the heaven and earth, you can prove the status of the heavenly immortal, avoiding the calamity of calamity. After the calamity, if you can't prove the golden immortal, there will be five declines of heaven and man, causing the monks to return to the heaven and earth. "

　　 "The amount of robbery?" Yang Sanyang's pupils suddenly shrank sharply.

"Only the proof is the Golden Immortal, and by condensing the origin of the law, can you live the same life as the heaven and the earth, really immortal, and not suffering from disasters!" Tong'er smiled and patted Yang Sanyang on the shoulder: "Can you still understand? "

　　 Yang Sanyang showed thoughts on his face, no wonder that few people practiced the second dharma, not because they don’t want to practice, but because there is not enough time.

The life span of 129,600 years sounds very long, but it is necessary to eliminate the time to create scriptures and the time to polish mana~www.wuxiaspot.com~Even if Yang Sanyang opened up, now that thousands of years have passed, it is still infertile. A real primordial spirit.

　　 It takes too much time to practice!

　　 "Thank you brother for your advice!" Yang Sanyang clasped his fists in both hands, and a line of text appeared under his feet.

　　 Tong'er smiled, carrying his hands on his back: "You know, how many disciples there were in Fangcunshan in Lingtai before?"

　　 Yang Sanyang shook his head, there was a touch of horror in his eyes, as if thinking of something.

"The ancestor started from Da Luo, so it is convenient to preach here. The people who receive extraordinary talents do not know how many people are. If there is no ten thousand, there are eight thousand. The most indispensable person in the great wilderness is the extraordinary talents. But many people think that they are behind the forces. Extraordinary, you can provide yourself with enough resources to make yourself detached..." Tong'er grumbled: "They are all dead! Died under the three plagues, or under the five decays of heaven and man. Under the seat of the Patriarch, there is only Taoism. , From the beginning to the present!"

"Under the Taoism, they are just new disciples in 100,000 years!" Tong'er patted Yang Sanyang's shoulder: "There is a heavy responsibility and a long way to go. You must not be greedy. Proving the gods is your most important task. "

　　 "Is there no way to reverse the number of days?" Yang Sanyang's face was shocked, and countless princes were buried on the road of longevity, and people had to be shocked.

　　 "Yes!" Tong'er's eyes burned: "If you find the Xiantian Lingbao, use the Xiantian Lingbao to suppress the qi, you can be equal to Da Luo, there is no end, Da Luo will not die!"

　　 "But how precious is the innate spiritual treasure? Daluo **** will also break his head! It is even more impractical than the golden god!" Tong'er shook his head.

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