The Great Talisman

Chapter 238: Dao Yuan Du Jie

When there is no longevity, I think about longevity day and night, and make every effort and all hope to achieve longevity.

But when you suddenly live forever?

doing what?

The proof is the golden immortal, and the origin of the law is condensed, and there is no more calamity coming, and it can be called life and heaven. As long as you are not involved in the killing and robbery, you can see eternal immortality for a long time.

But after longevity?

bored!

Just like the boy, it can be said that it is more difficult to make a breakthrough, and he can only rely on the work of water milling to polish the cultivation base a little bit.

Everyone who can prove to be a golden immortal and condense the origin of the law is a person of great fortune, not a simple ordinary person.

Longevity, this qualification is not something anyone can achieve.

Need to make a big contribution to the world!

Just as Bai Ze asked Yang Sanyang back then: "What merit do you have? How many tribulations have you cultivated? How much do you contribute to the world and dare you to seek longevity?"

Innate gods can live forever because they harmonize the laws of heaven and earth and straighten out the order of heaven and earth, so that they can grow and live without death. The descendants of the innate gods, the innate blood, and the legacy of the innate gods, can also live forever.

This is fair!

Looking at the bored Tonger, Yang Sanyang rolled his eyes, watching the Tonger softly lying on the tree waiting for time to pass, what else could Yang Sanyang say?

What a luxury! An inch of time and an inch of gold, it is shameful to waste time, to be struck by lightning... But I want to do this too!

Sweeping Tong'er's soft body like a snake, Yang Sanyang didn't say much, turned and walked down the steps.

"How easy is it to break the six roots and go to the six thieves? The higher the cultivation level, the greater the cause and effect between the heavens and the earth. Would it be that simple to move mountains and fill the sea?" Yang Sanyang walked down the mountain and looked away. A group of people gathered in front of my palace, and they couldn't help but move: "Hehe, Dingfengdan is really touching."

I saw a congenital divine wind rolled up in the palace, Feisha and Shishitian dimly, blowing all the disciples to shake their bodies, and keep backing away, the blue bird arrogant voice came from the main hall: "Dao Guo went to the Patriarch to listen to the Tao, not here. Er Dengxiu must gather in front of the door to make noise, otherwise grandma will definitely make you suffer."

Hearing this, the disciples outside the door were not annoyed. They all smiled slightly. One of the disciples bowed and said, "Don't be annoyed girl, I'm just asking to see Brother Dao Guo, but I don't know when Brother Guo will return?"

"I don't know, you're going to be long-winded, leave quickly! Leave!" The blue bird's clear voice revealed impatience.

Disciple, look at me and I see you. Someone said, "Senior Daoyuan will be able to overcome the calamity in a year. When that time, let’s just go and watch, and we will know the authenticity of Ding Fengzhu. At that time, we will ask Daoguo Brother, also not late."

"Yes! Let's go away for the time being, and when Senior Sister Daoyuan crosses the catastrophe a year later, let's ask for trouble again!"

"Walking around, it's rare for you seniors to gather together. Let's have a feast first, and then sit down and wait for Senior Sister Daoyuan to cross the catastrophe!"

At this time, a group of disciples huddled and headed away, and Yang Sanyang just revealed his figure, showing a thoughtful look.

"You are hiding like this, but it disturbs our cleanliness!" The blue bird bounced out from the inside and out, with a hint of impatientness in his eyes: "Besides, it's all yours, you don't go out and show your face. , What's the matter?"

"A group of mobs will be gray after the calamity. They can prove that they are golden immortals, I am afraid that there is no one!" Yang Sanyang shook his head: "However, so many people, it is not easy to offend, I am too lazy to say. You should always do enough superficial work to avoid hurting the harmony of the same family, so as not to make people think that I am high and outnumbered."

The blue bird curled his mouth and murmured: "It sounds good, but actually? Didn't it hide away?"

"What are you talking about?" Yang Sanyang didn't quite hear what the bird was muttering.

"I said, your Dingfeng Pill is real?" The blue bird jumped onto Yang Sanyang's shoulder and looked at the menstrual wheel above his head with eyesight.

"Naturally" Yang Sanyang sat in the courtyard and cooked a pot of sake.

"I've never heard of a girl. There are treasures that can help monks survive the Three Plagues." Blue Bird blinked.

"You are a congenital bloodline, you can live forever by nature, do you ask what the Dingfeng Pill does?" Yang Sanyang tilted his head and looked sideways at the blue bird, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Although I can't use it, there are hundreds of millions of erlangs that can be used in my tribe? You have used up the wind beads, but you need to lend me a few days. The big deal about the plane tree, I will carry it down for you!" Looking at him blankly.

Yang Sanyang thought about it, thinking quickly, and after a while, he said, "Okay, it's okay to borrow from you the Phoenix Clan to overcome the catastrophe. This treasure is a good thing to draw people's hearts, and you are afraid that you will greatly increase your status in the Phoenix Clan. Even though the true God of Da Luo , And be polite to you."

True God Daluo doesn't have to save the Three Plagues, but who doesn't have many younger generations? Who doesn't have a few tribes yet?

Treasures that can survive fires and wind disasters are simply going to pierce the sky and inevitably break the balance of the major races.

"That's a deal!" A light of excitement appeared in Jade Bird's eyes.

With the fragrance of wine, Yang Sanyang sat quietly in the courtyard, looking down at the scenery below the mountain, and at a glance, he saw the infinite beauty, as if he were the person in the painting.

The time was long, and it was a year in the blink of an eye. Yang Sanyang sat in the courtyard and boiled wine for a year. Looking at the picturesque river, he thought of many things.

From the vast wilderness, abandon the tribes and walk out, regret it?

No regrets!

He never regretted it!

He knows what he wants!

I just feel sorry for someone alone!

"I hope that the Baolian Lantern can store a glimmer of life and give me a chance to make up!" Yang Sanyang's drunk eyes were dim, and his voice revealed drunkenness: "If I can rise, the human race will get out of the predicament. If I stay in the tribe, I will only be ignorant of everyone. ."

It is better to forget each other in the arena!

"I have established the supreme foundation. The rise of the human race just needs to wait slowly! Waiting for a suitable opportunity!" Yang Sanyang closed his eyes, brought the drink to his mouth, and slowly swallowed it.

What can he do?

He wanted to go back to the tribe, but he didn't dare!

That tribe had too many regrets, and he had the ability to go back, but he didn't dare to go back.

Yeah is dead, what's the point of going back?

It's all a bunch of strangers!

Tens of thousands of years have passed, the vicissitudes of life, and the human race has already replaced hundreds of crops. I am afraid that the traces of him left in the tribe have gradually been erased by time.

A fragrant wind wafts, footsteps from far to near: "Little Monkey~"

"Senior Sister has left the customs, and the time has come for the next year. Time flies really fast!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of emotion, and he gave Daoyuan a drunk glance.

"I want to report to the teacher, and then save the typhoon, can Junior Brother go with me?" Dao Yuan said softly.

"No, I'll go to the mountains to wait for you!" Yang Sanyang smiled, stood up and patted Daoyuan's shoulder: "Don't worry, Tianxian Avenue is right in front of you. I have already planned the Three Plagues for you. Just go ahead. As long as I am alive, I will never let you fall under the three plagues. Make sure you succeed in the road!"

Dao Yuan looked at Yang Sanyang with red eyes, his voice choked a little: "Junior Dao Guo, thank you."

"You are the guide of my path, and you are not allowed to talk about thanks! If it weren't for you, I would have died in the Great Wilderness Tribe!" Yang Sanyang smiled and walked slowly towards the mountain: "Go to your mountain and wait for you!"

Daoyuan sighed and turned into a breeze. He walked straight to the ancestor's door, looking at the lazy boy, without the need for Tongbing, and went straight into the backyard: "Master! Master!"

"You girl, what are you screaming for!" Patriarch said helplessly.

"Master, the disciple is going to cross the calamity!" Dao Yuan came to the ancestor, kneeling with his legs on the ground, and looking at the ancestor with red and swollen eyes.

The ancestor heard the words and was stunned for a moment, and his movements were there for a while, before he said: "Has it been 120,000 years?"

"Tui'er kowtowing, thanks to the ancestor for the kindness of preaching! Thank you for your 100,000 years of care, Dao Yuan... Dao Yuan... but I don't know how to thank the Master..." Dao Yuan knelt to the ground, his voice filled with choking. Can't help crying.

The Patriarch looked moved, and stared at Dao Yuan with an ugly expression. After a long time, he said, "Oh... you still have not perfected your foundation now~www.readwn.com~ Is it worth it?"

He once asked Yang Sanyang about this sentence!

"It's worth it! There is no regret in the disciple's heart!" Dao Yuan touched his forehead and kowtowed to the ancestor: "The grace of preaching and blessing for 125,000 years, the grace of blessing, the disciple has nothing to repay. If you can get through it, you must serve the teacher at night, if it is...disciple...disciple..."

Dao Yuan choked and couldn't speak.

The ancestor sighed: "This is also your own choice. The number of days is dictated by the number of days. You were expected to prove to be a golden immortal, and Daluo is also expected."

The Patriarch's gaze showed a sorrow, and it took a long time before he said, "How do you live through the catastrophe."

Seeing Dao Yuan's skinny and scrawny appearance, the reprimands of the ancestors could not be said.

What can we do?

I can only say that I mourn the misfortune, and I cannot argue with it!

The children are in love, so they have missed the road for nothing!

It's just that the matter is over, and the Patriarch is unable to return to heaven. What use is there to say those blames?

Dao Yuan banged his head a few more times, and then said: "The disciple is fortunate that Junior Brother Dao Guo borrowed a strange treasure Dingfeng Pill, but I don't know whether it will work. Patriarch is here and the disciple will go out to cross the calamity."

After speaking, he walked out of the ancestor's courtyard full of tears and drove straight to his mountain.

Although she believed Yang Sanyang's words, the fate was imminent, and she had never heard of Dingfeng Dan before! It is inevitable that I have no bottom!

When things came, she couldn't help but believe it! He had no choice but to believe in Dingfeng Dan.

"The matter of Dingfeng Pill, I also heard some rumors in the mountains, but how can there be such a heaven-defying treasure in the world? If disasters can be avoided, I am afraid I can be directly sanctified!" Tong'er said When he walked in, his eyes were full of mockery.

"Dingfeng Pill?" Patriarch shook his head: "This is a catastrophe, I'm afraid it is false!"

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