The Great Talisman

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"Hey, what is this? The fragrance came out of this jar before, and these two guys secretly hid here to eat alone..." Senior Brother Nine picked up the jar in front of Yang Sanyang and tentatively took a sip: "It tastes weird, but it's really comfortable to drink in the belly. This thing is long and strong, and there seems to be a flow of heat in the body, which is really good."

"Really? Let me try..." Senior Brother Seven followed closely and snatched the wine jar on the ground.

I have to say that Yang Sanyang's winemaking skills are good, and he has conquered everyone in the field after thousands of years of experience.

Wine is a good thing, but you should not drink too much. If people drink too much, they will go crazy, and if the monkeys drink too much, they will make a fuss in the heaven. So what about the monks drinking too much?

When a group of monks were drunk and roared in the Peach Blossom Valley, Senior Brother Nine took off his clothes and stood on the top of the mountain to sing his throat, roaring and shaking the Wonderland of the Lingtai, Yang Sanyang opened his eyes dimly, already aware That's right.

It's really not quite right, who is running naked in the wind?

Who is standing on the top of the mountain, howling constantly? Frightened the mountain animals shivering?

"Hey, why did the eighteenth brother and the seventeenth brother get entangled together without clothes?"

Who is that guy who constantly displays magical powers and bombards big rocks?

"Fuck, who ignited the ancestor's Taoist palace?" Yang Sanyang turned over and sat up drunkly, and then saw the flames of the ancestor's palace rushing into the sky, suddenly he was shocked in a cold sweat, and most of his waking up.

"These evildoers!"

The Patriarch walked out from the backyard with a black face, and with a wave of wind and rain in his palm, he extinguished the palace fire that was burning like a dog, and then a vine flew out from the mountain, passing a dozen peaks between his fingers, and the disorganized people Hanging from a tree.

"These guys are the beasts in clothes, the wine is not good, I am afraid that they will be implicated today!" Yang Sanyang looked at the seniors who were hanging under the tree and was shocked in his heart. He quickly turned and sat up, looking at the black face. Patriarch, couldn't help but shivered, and hurriedly gave a respectful salute to the Patriarch who walked along: "The disciple sees the Patriarch, the disciple knows his fault! The disciple admits punishment!"

The Patriarch's words suffocated in his heart, only a pair of eyes fixedly staring at Yang Sanyang, and after a while he said: "Since you admit your mistake, are you willing to be punished?"

"The disciples are willing to be punished, but this wine was not the drink that the disciples invited the seniors to drink, and if the seniors came uninvited, the disciples were helpless!" Yang Sanyang aggrievedly defended.

"Wine? Is this wine?" The ancestor picked up a jar of wine on the ground, and then the divine light flowed in his eyes, showing a thoughtful look.

"Exactly, this is the boring game of the disciples' daily life. Who knows that the seniors are like this... so... bohemian..." Looking at the white body, Yang Sanyang felt hot eyes.

"You will be punished for doing coolies in the mountains for 100,000 years. In the future, the road cleaning and temple repairs in the mountains will all be yours! Do you have any comments?" Patriarch calmly stuffed the wine jar into his sleeve.

"Disciple...disciple..." Yang Sanyang looked at Patriarch pitifully.

"Huh? Do you have an opinion?" The ancestor stretched his nasal voice.

"The disciple dare not! The disciple is willing to be punished!" Yang Sanyang said with a wry smile.

The ancestor nodded when he heard the words: "Hang these evildoers for three days for punishment. I will let them down after three days."

The ancestor left, but Yang Sanyang sat on the ground with a frown, looked at the mess, and touched the wine altar around him distressedly: "This is the fine wine of thousands of years. It's so ruined! This group of animals."

Looking for some wood in the mountains, Yang Sanyang began to go to the ancestor's palace to repair the burned building.

A group of disciples awake in the cold wind, recalling the scene of the master's shot, all are shocked, and they hang on the tree obediently and dare not come down.

After repairing the mountain palace, Yang Sanyang casually scanned the seniors in the field, and then swept the mess in Peach Blossom Mountain with black lines on his face.

"Little brother, that thing tastes really good the day before yesterday. After drinking, the whole person is ecstatic and all my troubles are gone. Later, when the brother leaves the customs, can you give me two altars?" Senior brother nine swayed in the wind with a pair of eyes Seeing Yang Sanyang who was cleaning the dust, there was a fawning taste in his eyes.

"I, the wine is so bad, you still want to drink it? There are no doors!" Yang Sanyang looked at the eager expressions of the people, and smiled coldly: "The Patriarch punished me for a hundred thousand years of hard labor, isn't it all because of you? What evil did I make!"

While talking, Yang Sanyang's power of forbidden law circulated in his hands, and he sealed and concealed the wine hidden in the soil without a trace, so as not to be missed by the seniors, then he picked up the broom and continued to clean the fallen leaves on the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

Mountain top

backyard

A lotus leaf broad bean was placed in front of the ancestor. Holding the jade lamp in his hand, he took a sip of broad beans and a sip of wine.

"Good thing! Good thing! No wonder the disciples are immersed in it, it is indeed a good thing!" The Patriarch's eyes began to shine.

By his side, Tong'er's complexion turned red: "Master, this is a good thing. How about asking that Dao Guo to avoid hard labor tomorrow and make wine for us?"

"No, how can I change the order? Master, do you want to make a face?" Patriarch shook his head: "I already know where the wine jar is buried. How can such a treasure be hidden from us? Of course we will drink as much as we want in the future."

Under the mountain

Three days have come. The seniors went off the ropes without shame, and swayed back and forth in the wind, with a glimmer of light in their eyes. Senior Brother Seven looked at Senior Brother Nine: "Hurry up and put on your clothes, and don’t wear clothes in the mountains. ."

Senior Brother Nine was unhappy when he heard the words: "Heaven and earth are clothes, why are you peeping at me in my clothes?"

That's what I said, but I saw Senior Brother Nine show his supernatural powers, put on his clothes, and stomped his feet with his eyes brightly: "That little monkey hides the wine in the underground. You are the most proficient in the earth, so you can quickly help us Take out a few altars to relieve greed."

Tao Xing hesitated when he heard the words: "I'm afraid it's not good, I'm afraid Junior Dao Guo will fight me desperately."

"What's wrong, our senior brothers will support you. There are no outsiders here. If you don't tell me, who knows you stole the wine?" Senior Brother Seven urged, "Even if it is really discovered by Dao Guo, Isn’t it just a jar of wine? Let’s carry this pot for you."

"Do you really carry it for me?" Daoxing's eyes showed a gleam.

"Really!" The senior brothers nodded together, and the twelve senior brothers urged: "You hurry up and do it."

Daoxing rubbed his hands when he heard the words, and his figure was directly submerged in the bluestone under his feet. After a while, his brows wrinkled and he came out of the soil: "Why not? Could it be that we were all drunk the day before?"

"I'm afraid it is so, how can there be so many things with such a mellow, it is estimated that we have drunk it!" Senior Brother Seven touched his jaw.

"Hey, it seems that we have to ask Junior Brother Dao Guo to brew more wine in the future!"

"Yes! That's right! Too little of this fine wine is made!" Everyone was talking about it.

"Sure enough, I was thinking about it by others. Fortunately, I used my magical powers in advance to ban the wine jar, otherwise the traitor Dao Xing would have to empty out my family!" Looking at Dao Xing with a lost face, Yang Sanyang picked up the broom and walked over: "Brothers, you waited to drink my wine uninvited, but the ancestor's anger was aroused, and I was punished to clean and repair in the mountains for 100,000 years. This is the Great Lingshan Holy Realm. I have to clean it alone. In the year of the monkey? I hope you can help..."

"Oh, the stamina of this drink is too great, and my head is a little dizzy. I want to go back to retreat for my brother. Let's see you later!" Senior Brother Nine didn't wait for Yang Sanyang to finish, staggering, and flew towards the mountains.

"Oh, my head hurts! No more! No more! I want to go back to the mountains to recuperate!" Dao Xing plunged directly into the soil.

"Yes! Yes! Why do I feel so dizzy?"

"Brother, Brother Jiu Jin hasn't dissipated yet, let's talk again when we have time."

"..."

In a blink of an eye, the monks walked away completely, but angry Yang Sanyang waved his broom: "A bunch of bastards, don't want to come to me for a drink in the future, there is no door!"

Yang Sanyang sorted out the peach blossoms scattered in the mountains, and then looked at the dozens of empty wine jars. He couldn't help but feel heartbroken: "This is my millennium brewing, it's just like that. I need more time to brew more. To make up the drink."

Thinking in his heart, Yang Sanyang stood up again and walked slowly down the mountain.

The work of cleaning the Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai is not too big or difficult. Yang Sanyang looked into the distance and slowly swept the fallen leaves in the mountain. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the Holy Land when he first came to the Holy Land. He was cautious and pleased everywhere. The look of others.

"Unknowingly, thousands of years have passed, I have become an old monster!" Yang Sanyang sighed and gently cleaned the fallen leaves of his feet, revealing a touch of memory.

Three months later

There was a very sound of bells, and there was only a stream of light flying in the middle of the mountain, accompanied by the screams of the new disciples who entered the mountain. uukanshu. com Yang Sanyang's complexion turned dark. The brothers seemed to be amiable, but they didn’t show mercy when they knocked on the sap with black hands. They saw each of the disciples fainted and tied to the big tree. Their faces seemed to be unwilling and slow. Will disperse.

The ancestor preached, Yang Sanyang walked into the lobby and waited patiently, only to see the seniors walking into the hall refreshingly, but the new disciples were gone.

Yang Sanyang was a comer, and naturally knew that the newcomers were afraid of being sapped and couldn't come.

"Huh!" Daoyi walked into the lobby, passing by Yang Sanyang's seat, hummed coldly, his eyes showed a touch of disdain.

Yang Sanyang shook his head: "The villain is determined."

"The tail is going to be up to the sky! It's just the innate spiritual roots suing the law. That's your chance, but he is shamelessly showing off here, really shameless!" Daoxing gritted his teeth with hatred.

Dao Yuan walked into the lobby, smiled at Yang Sanyang, and sat in the first seat.

Looking at the empty futon next to him, for some reason the lovely cheeks of the little carrot head suddenly came into view.