The Great Talisman

　　 The silent recitation of "The Tao Te Ching" can refine the treasures, which is beyond Yang Sanyang's expectations. If one day he can proclaim the Tao Te Ching, how elegant will he be by then?

Will 　　 directly enter the ranks of immortality and immortality?

　　 Yang Sanyang didn’t know that he couldn’t learn God’s language. The only thing that could bring him into contact with incredible power was the Tao Te Ching.

　　 Facing Bai Ze’s eager gaze, Yang Sanyang chose to ignore it. He looked into the distance with his eyes and gently stroked the Baolian Lantern with his fingers. There was a color of thinking in his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

　　 time is long

　　 Three hundred years of spring and autumn in a hurry

The old people around Yang Sanyang died batch after batch, and the familiar faces gradually became unfamiliar. Two hundred years is already the limit of primitive life. Except for the female leader and Yong, the primitive people around Yang Sanyang have completely changed. A batch.

　　 Three hundred years are just around the corner. In the past three hundred years, Yang Sanyang has been hunting and killing monsters. Ye and the female leader, courageously devouring the essence of the monsters’ blood, not only did not age, but became younger and younger.

　　 A ray of morning sun rose from the horizon, Yang Sanyang sat quietly in front of the grass cottage, looking at the rippling fish pond in front of him, a little light appeared in his eyes.

　　 Three hundred years of spring and autumn, Yang Sanyang has spent the long three hundred spring and autumn, Bai Ze is still the same, and the old **** will lie in front of Yang Sanyang to sunbathe.

　　 With Golden Crow's feathers in his hand, Yang Sanyang's complexion is not very good. For three hundred years, he has not even written down three runes. No wonder Bai Ze said that he has no talent for cultivation.

　　 "It's too difficult! But no matter how difficult it is, you can't give up!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of helplessness.

　　 Although the Spring and Autumn of Three Hundred Years is a bit boring, watching the primitive people around him keep getting old and dying, not only does he have no intention of dying, but he is increasingly eager for the power of longevity.

　　 "Ancestor, how many years old do I have now?" Yang Sanyang looked sideways at Bai Ze.

"Shou Sanqian!" Bai Ze's eyelids twitched, and he wailed a little helplessly: "Your kid has been killing too hard in recent years. All the monster beasts nearby have been killed by you. This will hurt the sky and peace. what."

　　 "If you don't kill monsters, how can the female leader and Ye extend their lives? A few more years, maybe a few more years of variables, and a little more chance of immortality!" Yang Sanyang shook his head and retorted Yang Sanyang's words.

　　 Bai Ze was silent, with a touch of helplessness in his eyes. If this continues, it seems that he wants to inherit this kid's inheritance in the foreseeable future.

"Boy, ancestor, I'm going to sleep! Although I have recovered a little bit of divine channel method these years, it is not enough, ancestor, I should enter a deep sleep!" You go out and lead you to seek the chance of immortality."

　　 In the past three hundred years, Yang Sanyang’s efforts have been seen by Bai Ze, day and night, not daring to study divine texts and refine the treasures day and night, but unfortunately trapped in talent, there is still no progress.

　　 Three hundred years is not long for the gods, but it is enough for Yang Sanyang and Bai Ze to have a deep friendship.

　　 "The ancestor is going to fall asleep? How long will it take?" Yang Sanyang looked surprised.

"I don't know! Maybe ten years or eight years, maybe a thousand years, a hundred years, maybe the ancestor I wake up, you are already old and dead, then you can remember to put all the treasures into the ancestors my arms, the ancestors, I will still To inherit your inheritance!" Bai Ze licked his face and leaned forward, patted Yang Sanyang on the shoulder: "Don't forget your kid."

　　 Yang Sanyang heard the words in silence, and then slapped Bai Ze's hoofs off with a slap, with a touch of disdain in his eyes: "The ancestor felt that if I continued to take this picture, would I die?"

"I'm afraid I won't..." Bai Ze's slightly excited eyebrows drooped instantly, and he turned and walked into the basket behind him with a sigh: "Old ancestor, I will practice in this basket in the future. This basket can cover up. Patriarch is my aura. Of course, if your kid encounters a life and death crisis, you must remember to wake me up. Patriarch, I am also an innate god..."

　　 Bai Ze La Li, the words are full of worry.

"Understood, hurry up and fall asleep!" Yang Sanyang flipped his palm and completely covered the basket, with a touch of sadness in his eyes. For the congenital beasts, thousands of years will be passed by. If he cannot enter the doorway, Afraid of devouring monsters, they can't hold back the strength of the years.

"Three hundred years, if it wasn't for Bai Ze to relieve his boredom and talk with him all day, I'm afraid he is going crazy!" Seeing Bai Ze fall into a deep sleep, Yang Sanyang slowly inserted the golden crow's feathers into the hair behind his head, revealing a touch Meditate, then recite Tao Te Ching silently.

　　 For three hundred years, he not only recites divine texts all day, but also constantly participates in the study of Tao Te Ching. Fortunately, the results are there after all. From the very beginning, he can now silently recite for two hours.

　　 Two hours of blessing and refining of the power of the Great Way, with the active cooperation of all the treasures, all the treasures have been refined.

　　 Skynet seems to have absorbed enough power of the Great Dao in its body, and it seems to be evolving and undergoing qualitative transformation.

"It seems that I haven't made any progress in three hundred years, but my background has increased again. These are soft powers that cannot be seen. One day Skynet will evolve, and my soul will inevitably change again. By then, maybe It might be possible to improve his aptitude!" Yang Sanyang's thoughts flashed in his heart, and the back basket not far away turned into a nail-sized mini ornament, which was hung on his neck with hemp rope.

　　 Bai Ze likes reciting the Tao Te Ching silently by himself, maybe reciting the Tao Te Ching silently by himself can help him.

　　 He hoped that Bai Ze would fall into a deep sleep, regain his supernatural power as soon as possible, take him out of the tribe, seek ways in all directions, and set foot on the road of longevity as soon as possible. But he was afraid that after Bai Ze woke up, he would have turned into a dead bone, and by then everything would become unfamiliar.

　　 "Oh!" Yang Sanyang sat in the wooden hut. Two hours after the silent recitation of the moral chapter was over, the treasures returned to their original nature. Yang Sanyang once again took out his feathers, quietly comprehending the changes in divine writing.

　　 Looking up at the vastness of the world and looking down at the prosperous category, Yang Sanyang's eyes open and close the French Open, observing the unpredictable changes in the world, and the sparks of wisdom flow in his eyes.

　　 Three hundred years, tribes have developed faster than you can imagine, and the noisy sounds in the distance have rushed into the sky. Human beings have completely transformed from a hunting civilization to a farming civilization.

　　 Three hundred years of comfortable development, the human population has increased tens of thousands of times, which is beyond Yang Sanyang’s imagination?

　　 He doesn't know if it has broken 100 million, but humans have already stepped out of the realm of Vulcan, continuously spreading in all directions.

　　 Although there are countless crises outside the Great Wilderness, the speed of human reproduction is beyond imagination. Because of the crisis of racial materials, human beings are constantly migrating to the place blessed by the **** of fire.

　　 There are monsters who want to make trouble and kill the human race, but they are all killed by Yang Sanyang.

　　 Standing at the Xiaoxie and looking into the distance, there are densely packed houses and countless figures.

　　 Although the human population has exploded over the past three hundred years, civilization seems to have stalled and no progress has been made.

"The evolution of civilization does not rely on a single individual, but the accumulation of the entire tribe. Then, under a ray of heaven, the key point can be detonated and the entire tribe can evolve!" Yang Sanyang stood there without moving. , In the surrounding area of ​​its Xiaoxie, the flowers and plants are lush, no primitive people dare to come and disturb.

　　 All primitive people look in this direction, their eyes are full of awe and fanaticism.

　　 Yang Sanyang has hunted and killed an unknown number of monsters over the years, and countless primitive people have seen it with their own eyes, and they are in awe of them as gods.

　　Vaguely, the hierarchical system has begun to form, and small families have begun to emerge from the big family.

"It is always the crossbones that hinder the evolution of human civilization. Humans cannot speak, they cannot communicate, and civilization cannot pass on!" Yang Sanyang showed a touch of contemplation, put down his feathers, stood up and walked to the top of the mountain, looking down in all directions, looking around All of them are human cabins.

"Humanity!" Yang Sanyang was silent. There were too many people and it was difficult to manage. In recent years, primitive tribes have begun to have various contradictions and differences. There are many more small leaders under the big leader. If it is not for the power of Yang Sanyang, I am afraid of the human race. It's already torn apart.

　　 "Where should the evolution of mankind go? I suppressed and guided ~ www.novelmtl.com~ Although it has accelerated the evolution of tribes and human races, it may not be a good thing!" Yang Sanyang fell into thought.

　　 The struggle for power among tribes is a process that must be experienced. Just like Yang Sanyang hunting and killing monsters, there is only so much meat from monsters? How do you divide the tribe with a population of nearly hundreds of millions?

　　 Naturally some people are full of joy, some people can’t share it!

　　 Those who can't get the score are angry and dissatisfied, and the contradictions happen little by little.

　　 But after all, it was Yang Sanyang who took the lead and suppressed all the contradictions. As long as he was there, no one would dare to split the tribe.

　　 "Even you are not willing to speak with me!" Yang Sanyang looked at the ornament in front of him, with a touch of solitude in his eyes.

　　 The loneliness no one can understand!

　　 "Primitive civilization may have gone wrong at the beginning!" Yang Sanyang spent a long time on the mountain in contemplation that day, then stepped firmly down the mountain and slowly came to the cave.

　　 It has been too long since he had entered the cave. The small house he had excavated in the past was already occupied by a young primitive man.

　　When Yang Sanyang was passing by, countless primitive people looked respectful and cast admiring eyes.

　　 scanned the stone cave once, and then Yang Sanyang slowly stepped forward, picked up the stone bowl to catch the floating waterfall, and took a sip.

　　 The spring water is cool and refreshing, with a sweetness.

　　 Yang Sanyang stood alone in front of the waterfall for a long time. I don't know when he came to Yang Sanyang's side. He raised his head and looked at the waterfall. Then he looked at Yang Sanyang's profile.

　　 "Let's go!" After a long time, Yang Sanyang said, then turned and left.

　　 Three hundred years have passed. Ye and the female leader, Yong, and a few elderly people can fully understand any of his words, but the other party can't speak.