The Great Talisman

　　 Yang Sanyang definitely pit himself!

　　 wants to breed a chaos, even if it is just an illusory chaos, it is definitely not something he can conceive.

　　Moreover, I have to conceive the countless spiritual creatures in the chaos, and make them vivid and charming, before they can entrust the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth.

　　 Yang Sanyang frowned, his eyes showed dignity, after eating a dozen large peaches, he took a rest and walked back to the mountain.

　　 Cultivation, it is temporarily impossible to practice. Observing chaos consumes too much, and he must prepare enough spiritual things, otherwise he will not be able to observe chaos, and he will be drained first.

Every disciple of Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai has a mountain range of his own. On weekdays, all disciples practice behind closed doors and race against time. Only on the day when the ancestor preached, all the talents would come out and gather together, and then they would discuss the Taoism and discuss. The magic of practice.

　　 Yang Sanyang came all the way to the back mountain, the back mountain is beautiful, the peach blossoms are shining tens of miles away, and the whole back mountain is full of tangy fragrance.

The back mountain has been taken care of by Yang Sanyang for three thousand years, and it has long become a sacred place with beautiful scenery. The waterfall hangs like a nine-day star river. A waterwheel that has not been known for hundreds of years is slowly turning, bringing the water to the shore and bringing countless streams. Take it away, watering the peach forest in the distance.

　　 The peaches in the mountains are spiritual fruits with extraordinary appearance. Each is the size of an ordinary human head, shimmering with a faint pink, with a crystal light.

　　 Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is a blessed place in the cave, and all the plants in it are Lanzhi fairy grass. How can there be any ordinary things?

　　 picked a huge peach casually, Yang Sanyang's belly grew up, and his whole body began to be full of energy.

"Sure enough, the way of heaven circulates one drink and one peck. I spent three thousand years planting peach trees. It has become a spiritual essence that can absorb the essence of the sun and the moon. It can help me restore my spirit and use it to practice chaotic vision!" Yang Sanyang felt the recovery. There was a touch of emotion in his eyes.

　　 One peach is enough to cultivate a dozen breaths by myself. This is 30 miles full of peach trees, and I don't know how many peaches are grown, enough for cultivation.

　　 As for, did anyone steal the peaches?

　　 There are less than 30 novice disciples in Fang Cunshan, Lingtai, how many can you eat?

　　 The people practiced in retreat all year round, and they had long since given up the desire to speak, but on weekdays it was just occasional spat.

　　 After eating the peaches, Yang Sanyang sat cross-legged under the tree and began to meditate. After a breath, Yang Sanyang opened his eyes pale, and then digested the peaches in his abdomen after a while, recovered his energy, and practiced in seclusion again.

　　 It feels uncomfortable to be hollowed out again and again, but Yang Sanyang has nothing to do. If he can’t bear this feeling, he can’t practice. What can he do?

　　 After cultivating for half a day, Yang Sanyang ate a peach to regain his vitality. Looking at the waterfall in the distance, he couldn't help but feel itchy and wanted to take a bath.

　　 Halfway through the journey, a melodious singing sounded, and Yang Sanyang's heart moved: "Dao Yuan is actually in the back mountain? Didn't she say where she went to Senior Brother Si?"

　　 thought in his heart, Yang Sanyang walked towards the edge of the stream, and he saw a dazzling whiteness in the distance.

At the entrance, the gray Taoist robe is randomly placed on the bluestone not far away, with wet hair, Taoyuan is immersed in the water below the chest, singing with closed eyes, and splashing water from time to time, the round water drops smoothly The snow-white skin rolled down, rippling layers of ripples.

　　 Yang Sanyang acted dumbfounded, the peach in his hand forgot to eat, his eyes dumbly looked at the edge of the stream in the water, and two red spots came out from his nose.

　　 "Look or not?" Yang Sanyang's mind was entangled, as if he had been in the fixation method, staring at the edge of the river in a daze, staring at the snow-white skin.

　　 "Finally, I am a gentleman after all, not the kind of villain who takes the risk of others!" Yang Sanyang wiped the blood on his nose indiscriminately, before turning around and leaving.

　　 "Little monkey, how do you want to leave now that you are here? I haven't seen you for three thousand years, and you've been born after you saw me!" Dao Yuan said, turning his head to look at Yang Sanyang who was about to leave.

Yang Sanyang stopped, and Daoyuan smiled and turned his head back: "You can understand the ancestor's preaching, and you can certainly understand God's words. I want you to have made a lot of progress in these three thousand years. Before I left, I was thinking about how to wipe my back. , You come here quickly and wipe my back."

　　 "Boom~"

　　 As if the thunder was blowing in Yang Sanyang's ears, he was so dizzy and dazzled that he couldn't believe his ears.

　　 Tell yourself to wipe your back?

　　 Did you hear me wrong?

　　 He suspected that he had heard it wrong, where his body was stiff, and he dared not move.

　　 "You little monkey, don't come here soon!" After waiting for a while, Dao Yuan didn't see any movement behind him, turned around and glared at Yang Sanyang.

　　 The hibiscus coming out of the water is so stubborn that people cannot help but be moved.

　　 Yang Sanyang’s heart was beating wildly in Peng Peng, his blood was constantly erupting, and various thoughts flowed in his heart, and he was not allowed to fight between heaven and man: "Go? Or not? Beasts, or beasts inferior?"

　　The brawny man who has endured for three thousand years, looking at that Xue@, Jiao's face, his brain is blank, his body is not obedient at all, and he subconsciously steps towards the stream.

　　 "It's no wonder that I, she told me to go! She told me to go!" Yang Sanyang's voice kept echoing in his heart, stiffening his body and stepping to the side of the stream, two blood sprayed out of his nose.

　　 Enchanting back, slender waist, slender legs, and long hair, exuding a looming mystery, could not help but make Yang Sanyang's throat dry and swallowed subconsciously.

　　Really going?

　　 A thought reverberated in Yang Sanyang's heart, and hesitated at this time.

　　 "You little monkey, how dare you be afraid of water?" Dao Yuan said impatiently. Although he didn't see his expression, he had already imagined that face that was a little bit like a flower and jade in his mind.

　　 Wow~

　　 The water splash sounded, and Yang Sanyang dropped one foot in the clear water. The slightly cool river water dissipated a little anger in his heart.

　　 @体 in the dream, now close at hand.

　　 "Wow?"

　　 The waves rolled, Daoyuan’s delicate arms held the silk and handed it to Yang Sanyang behind him from the shoulder: "Little monkey, hurry up and help me rub my back."

　　 Through the gap between his arms, a looming arc of the elementary origin made Yang Sanyang's eyes explode.

　　 Body temperature soared, Yang Sanyang stiffened his body, slowly picked up the silk and satin, and wiped his body stiffly for Dao Yuan.

　　 With fingers across the jade-like skin, Yang Sanyang's blood swelled and his breathing changed.

　　 Fortunately for three thousand years, I stabilized my breath.

　　 However, certain physiological changes of men will not change because of their will. Yang Sanyang is dying behind Dao Yuan. If Dao Yuan turns around and discovers his own changes, will he turn his face?

　　 It's a pity ~www.novelmtl.com~ The more anxious he is, the more he will not let his body behave.

　　 Water waves flowed, and from time to time an undercurrent wave was rolled up, causing Yang Sanyang and Dao Yuan to be unstable and collided in one place.

　　 "Papa~"

　　 Harmony, sent to the public account at noon. Let's go to the public account to see it at night.

　　 Suddenly Yang Sanyang's heart moved, and the gossip qi flow in his body, a piece of picture information came into his mind.

　　Donghai Dragon Palace

　　 The Great Prince and Prime Minister Tortoise were sitting in front of the throne. At this time, the gossip graphs flowed in front of Prime Minister Tortoise. Mung bean-sized eyes stared at the gossip graphs in their hands, and they remained silent for a long time.

　　 "Prime Minister, what's the matter?" The Grand Prince said anxiously.

　　 Prime Minister tortoise was silent when he heard the words, and the hexagram of tortoise shell in his hand changed again, but he saw a chaos in the innate gossip.

　　 "Are you talking?" the prince said impatiently, his heart quite impetuous.

　　 Three thousand years have passed. It stands to reason that even if there is no opportunity to plunder the lunar star, the transformation should have been completed and returned to the Dragon Palace, but the third prince still has not returned.

"This is the veteran's innate magical power, which is linked to the long river of fate. It is reasonable to say that everything under the world can be counted. Even if the supreme power is used to disrupt the heavens, you can still peep into the rare!" It's completely messed up. The secrets of the third prince and Ao Xing seem to have been erased, and the veteran can't notice it. Your Royal Highness asks Zu Long to take action and break through the long river of time. Maybe you can detect one or two truths, maybe."

　　 "What do you mean by that!" The color under the hall changed.

　　 Old tortoise smiled bitterly: "That's what His Highness understood."

　　 "Impossible, the heavens and hundreds of clans, who dare not give me the face of the dragon clan?" The prince suddenly shattered the case before him.