The Great Talisman

"A glimmer of hope?" Taiyi solemnly took the scroll, and then slowly spread it out, only to see the precious light flowing in it, and the endless innate magic flowing through his eyes.

"This thing records the method of "Shanhe Sheji Tu". As long as His Majesty can refine the Shanhe Sheji Tu, and cooperate with Zhou Tianxing's battle array, he can use this formation to trap the saint even if he has a saint to take action. Your Majesty provides time to preach!" Yang Sanyang looked at Tai Yi with scorching eyes.

"Shanhesheji?" There was a glimmer of light in Taiyi's eyes: "This thing can counterbalance the saint?"

"Your Majesty's own strength has overwhelmed the saint, but the saint is immortal, and there is no victory or defeat. The only way to restrain the saint is to seal!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi: "As long as your majesty refines the picture of the mountain and river, you can look for opportunities. Seal the saint in it and win opportunities for yourself."

Taiyi heard the words silently, and slowly put away the pictures of the mountains and rivers, looking at Yang Sanyang, his eyes moved.

"If you want to refine this treasure, you still need a treasure, that is, the heavenly measuring ruler of the ancestor of the Lingtai Holy Realm! The heavenly measuring ruler has been refined by the ancestor, and it is not easy to borrow it!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi: "Well, how about entrusting this matter to Kunpeng?"

Taiyi was taken aback when he heard the words: "Are you going to kill Kunpeng?"

"Kunpeng's wolf ambition, I have to kill!" Yang Sanyang's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "If I die, the people around me will have to be liquidated. If Kunpeng can be cut, it will be considered a bane."

Taiyi thought quickly when he heard the words, and only after half an hour he said: "Kunpeng can kill, but it is difficult to kill Kunpeng. With the power of the ancestor alone, it is a bit difficult to kill Kunpeng. Now the real gods of all roads in the lower realm. Working together, you will never sit and watch Kunpeng's body fall."

Yang Sanyang frowned upon hearing this, "It's troublesome, no matter... I'll give up on this matter, and let me explain to your Majesty the key to refining the pictures of the mountains and rivers."

Yang Sanyang explained to Taiyi the refining method of the Jitu of Mountain and River Society in the Tiangong Palace. The Lower Realm of East Kunlun, Wa standing on the top of East Kunlun, heard the sound and quickly recalled: "See the empress!"

"You little girl is quite childlike, and you have fabricated so many clay dolls!" Hou Tu looked at the clay figurines all over the mountains with interest, with a strange color in his eyes.

Wa shook her head repeatedly after hearing the words: "The empress wants to go wrong. I want to use the Great Way of Good Fortune to resurrect the dead barbarians and reappear the barbarians in the world. But for some reason, my Great Way of Good Fortune seems to have lost its power. Unable to exert strength."

Houtu was stunned when he heard the words, and then carefully looked at the clay figurines all over the mountains and plains, and then said: "You want to resurrect the barbarians and create the barbarians, but you didn't succeed?"

"exactly!"

Wa nodded repeatedly, angrily crushing a clay figure.

After hearing the words, Houtu smiled slightly: "It's not your magical powers that you can't do all the work, but the law of heaven."

"Huh? But please enlighten me, I hope my mother will teach me!" Wa's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and she looked at Houtu with scorching eyes.

"The barbarians are dead, buried in the past time and space, and cannot be accommodated in the present time and space. If you appear in this world, you will rebel against the yin and yang and break the order of heaven and earth! The blood of the barbarians has been jealous of the heavens and broke the balance of the heavens, so it is not allowed. Yu Tiandi. My younger sister uses magical powers to resurrect the barbarians. She is going against the sky. No wonder your rules are not effective!" Houtu broke the key point.

Hearing this, Wa suddenly cleared up, but then her complexion changed: "Niangniang said that the blood of the barbarians is too bad for the heavens and the earth, so...so..."

Lost and desperate, Wa sat down on the ground, her eyes full of melancholy and sadness.

"There may not be no chance!" Houtu said unpredictably.

"Please teach me your mother!" Wa raised her head when she heard the words, looking at Houtu with hopeful light in her eyes.

"Although I know, I can't say it!" Hou Tu shook his head.

"Why?" Wa puzzled.

"There will be great cause and effect!" Houtu's eyes were full of solemnity: "Everything can only be understood by yourself."

After the words fell, the earth had disappeared, and no trace was seen.

Looking at the distant back of Houtu, Wa sat slumped on the ground, looking at the clay figure all over the mountains, she couldn't help but fall into contemplation for a while.

Thirty three heaven

A quick finger is a moment of yuan

When Yang Sanyang finished his explanation, Tai Yi closed his eyes tightly and frowned, revealing a touch of contemplation.

Yang Sanyang ignored Taiyi, slowly rolled up the refining method of the mountain and river shrine map, with a glimmer of light in his eyes, then stood up and exited the 33rd layer.

When Yang Sanyang returned to the land of East Kunlun, he couldn't help being stunned when he looked at Wa and the group of clay figures.

Not at the top of the mountain, Wa's face was thin, and his whole person was like a bamboo pole, swaying in the mountain breeze.

"Junior sister! Why do you look like this?" Yang Sanyang hurried forward, looking at the candlelight like a candle in the wind. He was so shocked that he hurriedly stepped forward to hold him, fearing that a mountain breeze would come. Blow down.

"Cough, cough~" Wa coughed suddenly, spouting a spit of golden blood, stretched out the scrawny palm, and slowly wiped the blood stains at the corners of her mouth.

"You...you...how do you look like this?" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa, who was so skinny with sunken eyes, and was helpless for a while, holding Wa in his arms.

Immortal Daluo, how could he show such a sickly appearance?

"Brother, you are back!" Wa smiled at Yang Sanyang, revealing her white jade teeth, and lay her head lightly in her arms. Seeing the panic, helpless, and amazed in her eyes, Wa couldn't help but smile: "Brother Don't panic, the little girl is just studying the Great Way of Good Fortune, looking for that gleam of life for the barbarians, constantly thinking about the Great Way of Comprehension day and night, a little too exhausted."

"You don't want to do things for the barbarians!" Yang Sanyang rubbed Wa's thin head: "This is the life of the barbarians! I have already recognized it! I want too much of myself, and want to be the strongest in the ages. Bloodline, but I don’t know how to pass it, but it hurts them. You must not hurt your mind because of this, lest you miss the foundation."

Wa smiled lightly when he heard the words, looked at Yang Sanyang blankly for a while, and then said: "Wa has found a way to revive the barbarians."

"The barbarians have become the past, what I want is a living person, continue to live well!" Yang Sanyang scolded, and a drop of nectar fell into Wa's mouth.

Wa was ruddy and slowly regained his vitality, but lying in Yang Sanyang's arms, he refused to get up, and looked sideways at the clay figurines over the mountains and plains: "Brother, I really found a way to resurrect the barbarians."

"That's not important anymore!" Yang Sanyang patted Paiwa's head: "If this continues, I'm afraid I won't wait for the resurrection of the barbarian, so I will get you in first."

Wa heard the words and smiled without saying a word.

"You rest here, I want to go back to the mountain gate and ask my ancestor to do something!" Yanshan slowly put Wa on the ground.

"Senior brother, go, the younger sister is waiting for you here!" Wa smiled.

Yang Sanyang nodded: "I will go back."

Yang Sanyang's words fell, turned into a stream of light and went away, leaving Wa sitting on the rock without saying a word, and then suddenly coughed, and another spit of blood spurted out.

"Brother, your last wish, I will definitely do it for you!" Wa slowly retracted her gaze, looked at the clay figure over the mountains, and suddenly opened her wrist.

Drops of golden divine blood flowed out, constantly pouring toward the clay man over the mountains and plains.

With the blood flowing down, the clay figurine has an inexplicable spirituality, his eyelids trembling lightly, it seems that he can open his eyes at any time.

Lingtai Fangcun Holy Land

When Yang Sanyang stood at the foot of the mountain again, he suddenly stopped, raised his head and looked towards the top of the mountain, looking at the inscription standing at the foot of the mountain, with an inexplicable color in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang stood at the foot of the mountain for a long time, quietly looking at the distant sky, the Patriarch did not know when he appeared behind him: "Since it's here, why not go back?"

"The disciple has seen the teacher!" Yang Sanyang quickly turned around and bowed respectfully to the ancestor in front of him.

"How did you become like this now?" The Patriarch looked at Yang Sanyang, with a dignified look in his eyes.

The current Yang Sanyang is not the old one! No longer youthful and vigorous.

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly when he heard the words: "Did something that shouldn't be done."

"Since you know what you shouldn't do, don't do it!" Grand Master shook his head.

"Where righteousness is, go ahead!" Yang Sanyang said.

The Patriarch heard the words silently and remained silent for a long time.

"Is it worth it?" After a long time, I heard the ancestor sigh gently.

"There is nothing worth or not worth, only what should be done or not done!" Yang Sanyang sighed softly, and said to the ancestor: "The disciple has retrieved the true spirit of the ancestor from the demon banner.

Yang Sanyang's dry palm stretched out from his sleeve, a real spirit waved, and then automatically flew up and sank into the Patriarch's body.

The ancestor heard the words and the light in his eyes fluctuated ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After a long time, he sighed: "Don't stand, go in and sit?"

"No, there is not much time left for the disciple! The disciple came here today to use the ancestor to measure the sky ruler. His Majesty Tai wants to measure the world and the earth, and only the sky ruler can help him accomplish this. Great cause!" Yang Sanyang looked at the patriarch with a pair of eyes.

The ancestor was silent, and after a long time he took out the measuring ruler from his sleeve, touched it reluctantly, and then handed it to Yang Sanyang: "Take it."

"Thank you Patriarch!" Yang Sanyang paid a respectful salute to Patriarch after hearing the words, holding the measuring ruler and heading to the palace.

Since Kunpeng can't be killed, then you don't have to bother Kunpeng to fetch treasures, and save time to cause trouble, but it is not good.

In the heaven

Yang Sanyang turned all the way and went straight to the High Heaven Hall. Seeing Tai Yi was still in retreat, he quietly placed the measuring ruler in front of Tai Yi and then exited the High Heaven Hall. He was about to get up and walk into the Bajing Palace, then suddenly a stream of light came from the sky and was held in his hand.

The next moment, his complexion changed, and suddenly turned into a streamer to the lower bound.

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