The Great Talisman

The overwhelming earth rolled up and turned into hills the size of hills, piled up not far away.

The overwhelming earth rolled up and turned into hills the size of hills, piled up not far away.

Yang Sanyang looked left and right, but still couldn't see the difference between the soil and other soil on the ground.

Seeing the doubt in Yang Sanyang's eyes, Wa explained: "How many creatures have died in the East Kunlun land since the ancient times? The dust after the death of the barbarians is naturally different from the dust of the other hundred peoples."

Yang Sanyang's eyes were full of dumbfoundedness. He looked at the mud and blinked his eyes, but he couldn't tell the difference in the mud. Wa's eyes were full of divine light, looking at the mud, she stretched out her bare hand and took a handful of dust in her hand: "Look, brother."

After speaking, I saw Wa's dexterous fingers continue to fiddle, and in a blink of an eye the dirt turned into the appearance of a villain, and then I saw Wa blowing a breath at the villain, and the law of the void fluctuated across. Yang Sanyang raised his heartstrings at this moment, and his eyes were staring at the clay doll. There was expectation in his eyes, but he couldn't believe it. One breath, two breaths, and three breaths, only to see Wa frowned and put the clay doll on the ground: "It shouldn't be! The barbarians have so discarded their bloodlines, and it stands to reason that they can be resurrected directly, how can they not feel it?"

"Junior sister, isn't it that you made a mistake?" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa.

"Mistake? Is it a fake?" Wa's eyes showed a dazed expression, and then he took a piece of mud under his feet at random, and a pony formed between his fingers, and then Wa blew a breath at the pony , The next moment I saw that the clay doll twisted and changed, and the law had undergone a certain mysterious change, and it turned into a flesh and blood body, spreading joy in the mountains, digging into Wa’s arms, and constantly intimacy. Seems to treat Wa as a mother!

"What a mysterious method!" Yang Sanyang looked at the pony, couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch the pony's hair, then opened the law eye, the law was flowing, and the pony really was a pony, not a mud doll.

"There is no problem with my laws of good fortune. It stands to reason that even if I squeeze a clay figure at will, I should have a reaction!" Wa frowned and fell into thought.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard the words, and a dignified look appeared in his eyes: "Weird!"

"What a mysterious road of good fortune!" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa with a pair of eyes, revealing a touch of expectation. Wa widened her eyes, staring at the mud doll in her hand blankly, and fell into contemplation for a while, constantly deducing and reorganizing, and a touch of puzzlement appeared in her eyes.

Time is long and fleeting, and for people whose life is about to die, time flies not so fast. In the blink of a finger, the time of a few hui yuan was fleeting, and there were many mud dolls on the summit of East Kunlun. The dense mud dolls were all over the mountains, but they were full of death and lifeless breath.

Wa's complexion was a little pale, and there was a touch of sadness in his eyes. The source was depleted. It was obvious that these few Huiyuan had overworked and lost their vitality. Yang Sanyang sat beside Wa, placed the Yujing bottle in front of Wa, and flicked a drop of nectar flying out of Wa's body with his fingers, turning into mist and moistening into Wa's body. In an instant, all the vital energy in Wa's body returned to its peak.

"Where is the problem?" Wa was puzzled.

Looking at the little pony that had been turned into bones, Yang Sanyang showed a touch of emotion in his eyes. He hadn't felt the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of life for too long. This feeling is exactly the same as when he was sitting in the sacred realm of the Lingtai Fangcun and waiting to die.

Who is he? He is the Dao fruit that upset the great wilderness. Even if he is dead, he will die vigorously, or die silently. How can people see that he is dead and helpless? There is not much time left for him! He can't spend it here! People who take the tea to cool, he wants to leave some help for his relatives and friends. Everyone hates and fears him in the Great Wilderness. If he dies, the people around him will be liquidated.

A touch of disappointment and sadness appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes: "Junior Sister, don't waste your energy. Resurrecting the Barbarian Clan is a vain. If you miss the way of Senior Sister, how can you make Senior Brother feel at ease?"

"Senior brother don’t want to persuade me, let me think about it, knowing that I’m not practicing at this time? Since the younger sister has practiced the Great Way of Good Fortune, I have never encountered such a situation. If you can understand this, younger sister Xiu To make progress by leaps and bounds!" Wa glanced at Yang Sanyang's bleak, old figure, and couldn't help feeling a pain in her heart. The barbarians are the biggest obsession of the brother in this life! This is the biggest regret of my brother in this life! She must have the brother walk the last part of this life without regret.

Yang Sanyang heard the words silently, had already understood a few Huiyuan, but still couldn't figure out the key points, obviously this is an unsolvable problem. Feeling the vitality that is constantly dissipating in the body, even if there is innate treasure, there is nothing that can be done. The vitality flowing in the body told him that there was not much time left for him.

It's really not much! His non-leakage body is broken, like a large water tank with holes, no matter how much water is added, it will only slip through the holes. Although nectar can delay his senescence, it is rootless duckweed. One day, he will die of old age.

The five decay of heaven and man broke his integrity and ruined his immortal body.

"Junior Sister is here, I still have some things that I haven't done yet, and I still need to go to the Tiangong to explain it! After I finish all the things, I will talk to Junior Sister!" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa and smiled: "Na Yu The pure bottle is the most precious treasure, in which the rain will be born every day, so it is considered as a gift left by me to the younger sister. In the future, it can be regarded as a memory."

To be honest, he doesn't think Wa can bring the barbarians back to life! Wa's avenue of good fortune, after all, is a little shallower.

"Brother~" Listening to Yang Sanyang's words like a testament, Wa's eyes suddenly fluctuated, and she felt very sad. The smell of life and death was really unbearable.

"Good~" Yang Sanyang patted Wa's head. Wa choked on hearing the words, but did not speak, or said that she was afraid that she would speak, and cried instantly.

Yang Sanyang smiled, and finally took a look at Wa, turned into a streamer and went away, heading straight to Buzhou Mountain.

Looking at the back of Yang Sanyang away, Wa was holding the Yujing bottle in her hand, and a little bit of tears slipped off. Then she looked at the countless clay sculptures on the ground, she couldn't help but slapped her with a slap: "Why! Why! Why can't you survive?" Why can't you come alive! In that case, what's the use of waiting! What's the use of waiting?" Dust was everywhere, and a clay figure was photographed into powder.

At this moment, the dim light in the sky suddenly flickered, and a chuckle sounded: "You little girl, what's the point of making a clay figurine again?"

Tiangong Yang Sanyang entered the Nantian Gate, Gao Jue and Gao Ming ate melon seeds, but they didn't even notice Yang Sanyang's trace. In the Lingxiao Hall, Taiyi placed a roster in front of him, with a dignified look in his eyes.

"The **** seems to be worried." Yang Sanyang walked from outside the hall with a smile in his eyes.

"You are here!" So startled, he stood up, staring at him with a pair of eyes, piercing the chaos, and seeing the old face after the chaos.

"On the last journey, I want to help your majesty!" Yang Sanyang smiled and looked at Taiyi.

Yang Sanyang was laughing, but Tai Yi couldn't laugh, feeling the rotten energy of Yang Sanyang's body, his eyes were full of embarrassment.

"Is there no way?" Taiyi asked unwillingly.

"I have asked the saint for the Nineth Rank Golden Pill. If I die, someone will naturally refine the Nineth Rank Golden Pill for Your Majesty and resurrect the Queen!" Yang Sanyang smiled: "Your Majesty, don't worry."

"Nineth Rank Golden Pill, how can it be compared with you?" Taiyi was moved.

Yang Sanyang smiled, slowly ascended the steps, came to Taiyi, and scanned the roster: "Your Majesty is worried?"

"I want to pardon the four kings, but there has never been a good candidate!" Tai Yi looked at Yang Sanyang: "All true gods of Da Luo, arguing for the position of these four kings, the Lingxiao Palace cannot be peaceful all day. I’m not going to bother you about things. However, you are here today and are about to make an idea for me."

Taiyi pushed the roster in front of Yang Sanyang: "Look, who can be the four kings?"

Yang Sanyang swept through the roster at will, and the true **** Daluo in the Tiangong was all on the list.

"Qiankun and Xingkong are veteran gods, but they have to be appeased!" Yang Sanyang drew the ancestors of Qiankun and Xingkong.

"I'm afraid I have two hearts..." Tai Yi hesitated. "In the Heavenly Palace, that one has no two hearts!" Yang Sanyang disagrees: "It's better to ask him to bite the dog with Zulong dog."

"Where are the two remaining candidates?" Taiyi asked again: "Your Majesty chooses two henchmen at will, and uses the universe and the sky to contain the dragons, and the remaining two save their strength."

Taiyi nodded when he heard the words, and then sketched out the decrees.

"Respect God, don't you prove Dao?" Yang Sanyang suddenly asked again. Taiyi paused when he heard the words, and looked at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes, his eyes were extremely complicated.

"If I die, I'm afraid that the four saints will support the Tiangong or suppress the Tiangong~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I'm afraid it's hard to tell!" Yang Sanyang looked into the void and showed emotion.

Taiyi was silent when he heard the words, and then said after a long time: "Is there no way to deal with it?"

"People take the tea to cool!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi: "Your Majesty will give up his life when he doesn't.

"Not yet time!" Taiyi groaned for a long time before speaking, and the ink dripped on his clothes without knowing it.

Yang Sanyang fell silent when he heard the words, and Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang: "How can you teach me?"

Yang Sanyang put his hands on his back, raised his head and looked into the distance: "Yes!"

"How?" Taiyi said excitedly when he heard the words.

"I have a way, but I can keep the last hand of the hole cards for your majesty, for the critical moment!" Yang Sanyang slowly took out a scroll from his sleeve and placed it on the table in front of Tai Yi.

"What is this?" Taiyi looked at the scroll, his eyes flickering constantly.

"A ray of hope!" Yang Sanyang whispered.

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