The Great Talisman

"Haha! An ant-like thing! Don't claim to have a few catties or liang, Dao Yuan is also something you can covet?" Looking at the back of Yang Sanyang, Daoyi smiled coldly, turned and walked into the mountains.

Daoyuan Mountain

Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back and raised his head to look at the misty mountain peaks, his body trembling slightly, the back of his hands bursting with blue veins, the painful torture of the pregnancy beads for a long time, plus the hostility accumulated for tens of thousands of years, broke out at this moment.

The original bright eyes were stained with blood. Yang Sanyang raised his head and looked at the bright moon in the sky: "Hehe! I, Yang Sanyang, indeed came from a humble background. I am a barbarian at the bottom of the Great Wilderness. I don't know how to practice by nature. How? I'm getting in your way? Eat your rice? Since I came to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, you embarrassed me, and the beast called me every word, despised me in every way, and made me lose face in front of everyone at the same door."

The cold murderous intent in Yang Sanyang’s eyes slowly converged and brewed, and a pair of eyes looked into the distant sky: "You were born noble, backed by innate gods, and you are born with the blessing of heaven and earth. You have a life span of 129,600 years. But my human race only has a hundred years of life."

"How about humble? How noble? You live yours, I live mine, you and I do not offend the river. However, you shouldn't, you shouldn't, and you shouldn't provoke me!" Yang Sanyang's eyes flashed murderously, and his whole body The energy flow was unstable, and a monk dressed in a white robe slowly walked out of his back.

"I don't want to see the stone people!" Yang Sanyang's words were full of murderous intent, and blue veins on his forehead burst.

"It's just a trivial stone people, why are you so angry? Since then, the stone people will be sinners in the great famine! The stone people will also be completely wiped from the sky and the earth!" A smile: "Sages, not only are solemn and compassionate, but they must also have deterrence in order to awe all sentient beings in the wilderness."

"Amitabha Buddha" smiled softly, his body's vitality converged to the extreme, and his crystal clear palms slowly stretched out: "It would be too wasteful to wipe the stone human tribe from the world, but it would be a waste. In my three thousand worlds, Duhuaqi people prayed and chanted for me day and night, providing the power of faith."

The palm of the hand is delicate and crystal clear, no half-point lines are visible, the sky is majestic, the holy path is in hand, and the palm is ignoring the time and space, and it is shot in the direction of the south.

Tiannan

Phoenix

Sycamore tree

Feng Zu closed his eyes, revealing a touch of contemplation: "The so mysterious "Amitabha Sutra", the holy path is like a sea like a sea, with infinite mystery. Just a little bit of understanding, I have been used infinitely."

Suddenly, the south of the sky was surging, and the black and heavy clouds accompanied by the waves and lightning, like a collapsed sea, covered the south of the sky for hundreds of millions of miles and obscured the bright moonlight.

When the saint became angry, the world changed color.

Even if it was only angry, Tian Nan was already frightened, and countless sentient beings were crawling on the ground, looking brilliantly at the sea of ​​thunder and lightning.

"Who is going to work in the south of my country..." Feng Zu's whole body Qi Taotao was about to stop it, and the next moment the words choked in his throat, as if he had been caught in the fixation method, and he could not move anymore.

A Buddha's light-shrouded palm came out of nothingness, shrouded the universe, traversed the eternal future, and dangled from the long river of time, and the entire southern sky seemed to stop.

"boom!"

The great land trembled three times, and that palm enveloped the territory of the stone human tribe. In the desperate gaze of countless stone human tribes, it was captured by that palm, and there was no time to react. All the millions of tribes were luminous by the Buddha. Not in the palm of China and Buddha.

With a single blow, the stone people disappeared, and there were traces between the heaven and the earth, all of which were erased by that palm.

The dark clouds in the sky dissipated out of thin air, and Feng Zu controlled the aurora, descending on the territory of the Stoneman tribe with a flick of his fingers, looking at the ground under his feet in amazement.

In a bare piece of land, all the trees and plants have disappeared without a trace, and all the vitality in the tens of thousands of miles has been wiped away.

"Which tribe is this that provokes the saint's anger, and the saint takes action to erase it?" Feng Zu turned his head and looked at the **** beside him.

"Return to the ancestors, it's... the stone human race!" The God General hesitated slightly.

"Stone people? How did the mere stone people provoke the saints to take action? Is it because of the treasure of detachment?" Feng Zu frowned, his eyes showing solemnity, and he was secretly surprised.

The saint was too strong, facing the palm that enveloped the world, Feng Zu couldn't even raise his mind to resist!

This is the saint, the general trend is in me!

One shot, it is like the general trend of heaven, everything under the heaven is ants.

"Come here, go quickly to comfort the tribe, I'm going to the extreme west!" Feng Zu turned into a streamer and rose into the sky.

The stone people are annihilated!

The saint is too strong! Too overbearing!

If you want something, I won't listen to you to explain at all, and I won't give you the opportunity to directly wipe out your race, and then slowly search for it.

Extreme West

Under the Bodhi Tree

The Demon Ancestor sat crouched on the Great Destruction Mill, his eyes looked towards the distant clouds, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

A rainbow light across the sky, Feng Zu fell in front of the Demon Ancestor, his voice eagerly said: "Old Ancestor..."

"Needless to say, I already know it!" Mozu interrupted Feng Zu's words: "Unfortunately, too far apart, I can't help out. Or even if it's me, I can't stop the saint. Palm."

"The stone people can be destroyed, but the treasure of detachment...?" Feng Zu suddenly became anxious. This matter was the task assigned by the Demon Ancestor. Before he could complete the stone people, the stone people had already been annihilated. What could he say? ?

"Holy man! Talk about completely erasing a race from the world between my fingers. Compared with the saint, I seem too compassionate!" The demon ancestor's face was solemn, and there was a look of expectation in his eyes: "By now, I seem to finally understand. What is meant by'unsanctified, it will end up as ants', the stone people are ants, and if you erase it, you will erase it! To a saint, it doesn't matter."

"But what should I do with the treasure of detachment?" Feng Zu felt uneasy.

"Naturally what should be done, just do it! The treasure is not in the hands of the saint, and there must be remnants of the stone people in the world. You can pursue it carefully." The demon ancestor looked enthusiastic, the more he saw the power of the saint's gestures, he Not only is there no irritation in my heart, but more envy and yearning.

"It suits my appetite, if a word doesn't suit your whole family, it really suits my appetite!" The demon ancestor tweeted.

However, the Demon Ancestor absolutely didn't know that Yang Sanyang's hand was much more fierce than Destroying the whole family.

Raising the Shiren clan in captivity, generations of generations have been Buddhism believers, and their descendants are Buddhism cattle and sheep. They provide incense beliefs for Buddhism, and they will never escape.

Lingtai Fangcunshan

Amitabha retracted his palm, his face was intoxicated: "This is the power of the saint."

"It's done?" Yang Sanyang looked at Amituo.

Although he saw the process from a third perspective, he still asked subconsciously. In a certain form, although Amitabha is his clone, he has autonomy and freedom, and his own wisdom.

"We won the luck of the stone people, we will have a much better life in the future!" Amitab smiled and said: "However, there are still remnants of the stone people in time. Do you want me to cast a curse to completely kill the stone people."

"No need!" Yang Sanyang shook his head: "The roots of the stone people are in our hands, can they still run? You use Dafa to influence the blood of the stone people, so that the living stone people in the world need to cultivate to a certain level. Called by the small world and go away and become a believer in the small world."

Amituo nodded, his figure gradually faded and turned into white light, and he sank into Yang Sanyang's nose and mouth, and disappeared.

Daoyi Peak

"Crack~"

A ceramic fell from the elder's hand, smashed to pieces, and his body shuddered.

"Ominous sign!" The old man frowned, "I don't know why, but it is always on a whim, and I feel a little bad."

"Old Ancestor" morally walked in from outside.

"The son continues to cultivate in the mountains. The old man feels that his heart is uncomfortable. He needs to return to the clan. Later, son!" The old man's words fell, and he didn't wait for the morality to speak~www.wuxiaspot.com~ has turned into a breeze and disappeared in the mountains .

"Hehe, mourning dog, rootless duckweed, see how you fight with me!" Yang Sanyang's scarlet eyes gradually calmed down: "After a while, I will send you down to reunite with your people."

If it wasn't for the mountain to kill people, I'm afraid he would have killed moral justice long ago.

If Daoyi dies in the mountains and cannot escape himself, the first person everyone suspects is himself.

"Let you live for a while, this thing must be done seamlessly, otherwise it will be wrong to be caught by Dao Yuan and turn against me, but it is wrong!" Yang Sanyang shook his head and walked toward his valley.

In the valley

Wa was concocting the lees, Fuxi fiddled with gossip, close her eyes on the side of Styx, and fell into a state of cultivation.

"Brother!" Looking at Yang Sanyang who walked in, Wa said worriedly.

"I'm fine!" Yang Sanyang smiled reluctantly, but it was even worse than crying.

"Brother, don't be sad, senior sister refuses to marry you. After the big deal, the senior sister will grow up and marry senior brother as a Taoist companion!" Wa crisply said.

Yang Sanyang heard the words, rubbed Wa's hair, and patted the other person's head: "What's in your little head? You quickly pack up your bags. Everything that should be moved must be moved. "

"Why are you moving things?" Wa said in surprise: "We are used to living here, why are we moving?"

"In the future, Daoyi and Daoyuan will become a Taoist couple. I don't want to watch Daoyi's stinky face all day long!" Yang Sanyang touched Wa's head: "We have our own mountain peaks. It's time to run our own home."

"Oh... okay!" Wa kicked Fuxi and Styx with a reluctant face: "Don't practice anymore, hurry up and pack things, we should move."

"move?"

Styx and Fuxi were taken aback.