The Great Talisman

　　 Yang Sanyang's eyes lit up, but he did not move, still facing Bai Ze with his back.

　　 He now has only a few hundred years of life left. It is simply wishful thinking that he wants to prove the status of a fairy within these few hundred years.

　　 Practice is too time-consuming!

　　 It takes time to participate in the heavens, to cultivate magical powers, to deduce magical powers, and to cultivate magical powers. All of these are human shortcomings.

　　 Apart from anything else, if there were no two true texts of "Yin Fu Jing" and "Tao De Jing", it would save Yang Sanyang at least thousands of years, even if he was too old, Yang Sanyang would not be able to cultivate mana.

　　 Fortunately, he lived in an era of great wilderness with abundant species at the beginning of the world. There are countless innate spirits, and he is not so lack of elixir to extend life.

　　 Moreover, the point is that he still has a good friend who can find him the elixir of longevity.

　　 "Hey, no one wants the elixir of life extension. In that case, I can only swallow it by myself!" The fruit in Bai Ze's hand flew up and down.

　　 "Dare you!" Yang Sanyang suddenly turned around, grabbed Bai Ze's palm, stretched out his palm, and a touch of green fell on the palm of his hand: "Grass for Dan!"

　　 The words fell, and the grass Huandan swallowed down, and a burst of vitality spread in the body.

　　 "How did the ancestor think of preparing medicinal herbs for me?" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"I'm afraid that if you don't pay attention in your practice, time slips away and you sit in meditation! It's hard to help you learn the divine writing. If you sit in meditation, will this humiliation sir, master, be in vain?" Ze rolled his eyes, his eyes full of mockery.

　　 Yang Sanyang was moved, but he didn't say much, he just pulled Bai Ze and said, "Go, I invite you to eat peaches, these are peaches that I planted myself."

　　 "The real fire from your nose before, your kid, is something interesting, can you teach me?" Bai Ze stared at Yang Sanyang eagerly, and followed Yang Sanyang.

　　 "Will you lack magical powers?" Yang Sanyang turned his head and looked at Bai Ze in surprise.

"Although you haven't used this magical power, but I have noticed that it is extraordinary, not only has innate magical fire, but also other powers!" Bai Ze showed curiosity: "How did you cultivate such a wonderful magical power? "

"Then, the Golden Crow Feather is here. Go and do your own comprehension and don't bother me! Although I understand this magical power, I have not sorted it out and cannot teach it to you!" Yang Sanyang pulled the Golden Crow feather out of his head and threw it away. In Bai Ze's arms.

Bai Ze took the feather, his eyes lit up, and then he grinned in pain, and yelled: "Your kid is a violent thing, you have absorbed the origin of the golden black hair, and the innate rhyme within it disappears invisible, it is simply A violent thing!" First published https://https://

"boom!"

As Bai Ze said, he was short of breath, gave Yang Sanyang back his head, and staggered one of him: "You little barbarian is simply a violent thing. The origin of this golden crow was absorbed by you, and it has no effect at all. Now this thing is just one thing. Pieces of decoration, what use is it for me?" New 81 Chinese website update the fastest mobile terminal: https:/

"If you don't want it, just give it back to me, why do you hit someone? This treasure is my own thing, why are you hitting someone?" Yang Sanyang's painful eyes were red, and he took the feathers back. , Gritted his teeth at Bai Ze, then turned and walked towards Taolin.

"It's a violent thing, not being a son of man! I'm not being a son of man!" Bai Ze scolded angrily, and then walked out with his hands on his back: "You are entrusting the spiritual object of the law, I have found it for you, and put it in the path. Lord, I'm going to leave. If you don't leave, you will have to be **** off by your little barbarian."

　　 The words fell, Bai Ze turned into a streamer and went away, leaving Yang Sanyang standing in the field, a pair of eyes looking in the direction of Bai Ze disappearing, a touch of movement appeared in his eyes, and he remained silent for a long time.

"I have laid the foundation, and the next step is to practice Faxiang. At that time, I recited the Tao Te Ching. The time was too hasty, and it was too late to notice the changes in the body!" Yang Sanyang slowly walked back to the valley: "I still need to retreat for a while. , I feel the changes in the body. After the cultivation of the Fa-phase, it is a qualitative change in the path of cultivation. This state is not sloppy, but Bai Ze is also very interested. How will such kindness be repaid in the future?"

　　 Yang Sanyang closed his eyes and crossed his knees, returned to his valley, looked around quietly, no one was peeping, and then returned to the cave, closed his eyes and crossed his knees into a tranquil state.

　　 In the fixed state, the chaos rolls, and there is no change.

Yang Sanyang observes his own chaos, and then silently recites the moral scriptures. The next moment he sees the wind surging in the fixed state, the smallpox falls chaotically and the golden lotus, the mighty purple gas comes from nowhere, and the endless void is linked, as if the sky is hanging upside down, and all of them are poured into the chaos Among.

　　Looking at the upside-down purple Tianhe, countless moral mantras float and turn into endless nourishment, nourishing their own chaotic fetus.

This is the next step of practice. After the proof is immortal, create your own scripture morality, use your own scripture morality to nurture the original embryo, irrigate the original embryo, make your own scripture morality become the nourishment of the original embryo, and then In this way, the emptiness is turned into reality, and the primordial spirit is merged into one body, and then the primordial spirit obtains the profound meaning and supernatural power of the observing object through the method.

　　 the mighty, endless "Moral Mantra" poured down, Yang Sanyang fell into the spiritual practice and could not extricate himself.

　　 "If my chaos is conceived in the future, should I not get an immeasurable chaos? By then, who else is my opponent in the sky and the earth?" A thought appeared in Yang Sanyang's mind.

　　 Time is rushing, and it’s another hundred years between his fingers. On this day, Yang Sanyang was meditating in retreat. Suddenly, purple air swirled around his body, and a faint smell of smell spread from his pores.

　　 The faint purple air circulated around him, turning into a slightly hazy figure. At this moment, he stood dazedly behind his head, his visionless eyes seemed to contain thousands of avenues, and he didn't know what to think.

　　 "It's finished! The law is finished!"

　　 In the fixed state, I don't know the year and month, Yang Sanyang silently recites the moral mantra to irrigate, the mighty purple gas has been watered for a hundred years, but he sees chaotic fluctuations, rolling up ripples.

　　 Then the next moment Yang Sanyang was stunned, his own chaos was not transformed, but a figure walked out of the chaos.

"What's the situation?" Yang Sanyang looked at the figure walking out of the chaos, with a touch of horror in his eyes: "How can this be? When the ancestor preached, there was never such a situation? How come the chaos is not transformed. , But a figure walked out, what kind of thing is this?"

　　 "I have seen a fellow Daoist!" The Faxiang spoke, and his voice was like the sound of a mighty avenue, running through the entire Dingjing. It is like the morning bell and the evening drum, making people wake up inexplicably, as if waking up from a deep sleep, comprehending the power of an unknown law in the dark.

　　 "Friends of Taoism???" Yang Sanyang suspected that his ears were bad, and the Faxiang would still talk?

what happened?

　　 Yang Sanyang didn't dare to chant the Tao Te Ching to irrigate the chaos. He just looked at the hazy Dharma with a pair of eyes, and was a little surprised and uneasy in his heart.

　　 The mind moved, and the primordial spirit opened his mouth, swallowing the Fa-xiang into his abdomen, and then began to operate the magic power to silently refine and communicate with the emptiness in the dark, but he got nothing.

　　 "What's the matter? I don't have any supernatural powers? I spent such a lot of energy, and tried my best to nurture chaos, and finally gave birth to a little old man?" Yang Sanyang was anxious at this time, he was really anxious.

What is 　　 dhamma?

　　Dhamma is the foundation! The future prospects, how far you can go, and how far you can go are all pinned on Dhamma.

　　 And the magical powers bred by the Dhamma are natal magical powers with infinite potential, but now?

　　 He actually gave birth to an old man somehow?

　　 An ordinary old man, an old man who has no magical powers or visions!

"Play with me? Don't I just want to practice and get an immortality? Is it that difficult? What about each other's illegitimate children? You are my father and I am your son? You treat it like that Your son's?" Yang Sanyang looked at the sky speechlessly, bursting into tears.

　　 gave birth to an old man without any magical powers, what can he do?

　　 Hopeless!

　　Hundreds of years of hard work have all turned into running water, what can he do?

　　 Yang Sanyang was out of the gate, looking sullenly at the blazing sky in the sky, there seemed to be a flame burning in his chest, wishing to spit it out, he could relieve the depression in his heart.

　　 "I don't accept it! I don't accept it! Why do you treat me like this? Why?" Yang Sanyang sat on the blue stone, looking at the sky with spirit, his eyes a little lost.

　　 For thousands of years, he walked out of the primitive tribe, the difficulty and despair of learning the word of God, the pain of life and death, the horror of the five decay of heaven and man, life and death flowed in his heart, and countless thoughts of the past passed between his fingers.

　　 Hopeless!

　　 unwilling!

"Why are the innate gods so high ~ www.readwn.com~ can live the same life as the heavens and the earth when born, and directly proves the status of immortality! Why are the innate races cultivated smoothly, and why those monsters only need to activate their spiritual wisdom and gain The essence of the sun and the moon can be cultivated? My human race has worked so hard, and I finally found a way to reach the highest level of longevity, and laid the supreme foundation, but you have to lay down blame? Why play at me "Yang Sanyang's face was sullen, and his whole body exuded a qi of reluctance: "I don't accept it! I don't accept it! I have worked so hard, but still can't build the supreme foundation, can't reach the top, why? "

"boom!"

　　 Yang Sanyang stood up slightly irritably, kicked the bluestone in front of him, then grinned painfully, his eyes showed helplessness: "Why?"

　　 "Oh!" After a long time, Yang Sanyang walked out of the valley, came to the river to wash his body, looked at the sky, and said nothing.

　　 He just feels wronged!

　　 I feel wronged and want to cry.

　　 forcibly bit his teeth, his eyes turned red, not letting the tears slip out, but his eyes did not stand up, two crystal tears ran across his cheeks, and clear waves appeared on the water.

"boom!"

　　 There were waves on the surface of the river, Yang Sanyang plunged into the waves and buried his whole person in the water to prevent his tears from flowing.

　　 "The natural selection of things is too rough! My human race is too rough, and God is unfair! All beings have a chance to cultivate, and even those ordinary beasts have the opportunity to practice. Why do you embarrass my human race?" Yang Sanyang kept roaring in his heart.