The Great Talisman

　　After thinking about it, he couldn't find any innate spirit treasure suitable for Fuxi. Although he was a treasure, he was not suitable for others to use.

　　 I tapped my finger lightly on the center of my eyebrows, and various thoughts flowed in my heart. Unknowingly, the 7th forty-nineth had come quietly.

　　 "Boy, here comes the forty-ninth!" Bai Ze suddenly rushed out of the room, lying on the door frame and shouting to Yang Sanyang.

　　 He doesn't care whether the Yujing Ping is completed, he cares whether he can study the Bagua furnace.

　　 Yang Sanyang walked slowly into the house. At this time, the flame in the gossip furnace had been extinguished. With a stroke of Yang Sanyang's palm, he saw a white light in the pill furnace.

The texture of the 　　 Jade Jing Bottle is exquisite, and it looks like an ornament. There are ripples flowing in it, and the water and light are reflected on the mouth of the Jade Jing bottle.

"It can only be regarded as an initial training. It becomes a void inside, and it can continuously derive nectar, but the speed of this derivation is not flattering!" Yang Sanyang felt a little, and a smile of joy flashed in his eyes: "However, it is not. I need to worry too much. As long as the nectar is continuously produced in the jadejing bottle in the future, the nectar will continue to wash the entire jadejing bottle from the bottle and continuously improve the essence of the jadejing bottle."

　　 "Practice it?" Bai Ze stared at the jade bottle in his hand.

　　 Yang Sanyang nodded: "I will lend you the gossip stove for the time being."

　　 After speaking, Yang Sanyang walked into the lobby holding the Yujing bottle.

　　 Bai Ze hurriedly followed Yang Sanyang, picked up the ears of Dragon Beard Tiger, and walked towards the front yard in the voice of Dragon Beard Tiger wailing.

　　 Daoyuan lay in the lobby, and a wisp of blue smoke rose from the incense burner, wrapping around his body, protecting and holding the last ray of vitality.

"The saint comes, and there is nectar pouring out. It can resurrect the dead and derive flesh and blood. Although he is innate blood, he is still in the heavens, under the circulation of the law!" Yang Sanyang held the Yujing bottle in his left hand and the jade in his right hand. Hovering over the Jingbo for a while, he performed a magic trick. The next moment I saw wisps of water from the Yujingbottle flying out towards the mouth and nose of Daoyuan.

　　 This is the nectar from heaven! The dead can be resurrected, not to mention the stability of the Dao Yuan Divine Soul?

　　 Accompanied by nectar nourishment, I saw that the skeleton-like body was gradually filling at this time, as if it was filled with gas. In a blink of an eye, flesh and blood evolved, and a beautiful, vivid beauty lay there quietly.

　　 Looking at the process of the derivation of Dao Yuan's flesh and blood, Yang Sanyang was suddenly stunned. It seemed that he had some understanding, and some did not.

　　 Yang Sanyang slowly closed his eyes and fell into thought. The Yujing bottle was snatched by Bai Ze and kept looking at it in his hand.

　　 "The red face is withered bones, there is nothing more than this!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of thought.

　　 There was a buzzing sound, and Dao Yuan slowly opened his eyes at this time, looking at the figures in the field, the pupils of both eyes were amazed.

　　 "Sister, are you okay?" Yang Sanyang stretched out his hand and swayed in front of Dao Yuan.

　　 "Where is this? Am I dead?" Dao Yuan slowly sat up, looking at the hall in front of him.

　　 "With me, how can I let you die?" Yang Sanyang smiled and said, "Is it all right now?"

　　 "Where is Pihuozhu?" Dao Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and he quickly touched his waist.

　　 "Don't look for it, Pihuozhu is here!" Yang Sanyang rolled his eyes helplessly, and then reprimanded: "Why are you so reckless? Although Pihuozhu is important, it is not as good as you in my eyes."

　　 He curled his lips when he heard the words, don't go over his head, and muttered: "Sour! I'm so sour!"

　　 Dao Yuan was silent when he heard the words, lowered his head and stopped talking, but fell silent quietly.

　　 "Are you okay?" Yang Sanyang said worriedly.

　　 Dao Yuan shook his head: "I want to be quiet! Be quiet alone!"

　　 Yang Sanyang nodded, motioned everyone to go out, leaving Daoyuan alone in the hall.

"This bottle is really a good treasure, but it's a pity that I can't understand the ancestor of the wonderful Pharaoh. You must teach me if you have time!" Bai Ze reluctantly handed the bottle to Yang Sanyang, then turned and walked towards the hall: "I'd better go study and study the gossip furnace."

　　 "Brother, there seems to be something wrong with Senior Sister" Wa said worriedly.

　　 Yang Sanyang shook his head: "Enlightenment! I saw the light of enlightenment in her eyes!"

　　 "You should go to practice. The fire and thunderstorms will not be easy!" Yang Sanyang sighed, touched the twitch on the top of the head of the carrot, his eyes filled with smiles.

　　Wa dissatisfied with Yang Sanyang's salty pig hand open, and then walked to the backyard angrily.

　　 Dao Yuan sat in the house for three months, and Yang Sanyang stood under the peach tree for three months. Until one day early in the morning, a ray of purple air from the east rose high, shone into the yard, shattered the wallpaper, and threw it into the house.

　　 squeak~

　　 With a soft sound, the door of the house opened, and Yang Sanyang quickly turned around, only to see that Dao Yuan had walked out of the house.

　　 "Senior Sister..." Yang Sanyang said.

　　 "I want to go back to the mountains!" Dao Yuan whispered, interrupting Yang Sanyang.

　　 Yang Sanyang heard the words silently, and then the Tai Chi picture turned into a golden bridge, inserted into the void in the dark.

　　 Dao Yuan stepped forward slowly, grabbed Yang Sanyang’s wrist, and acted like a little bird: "Let’s go!"

　　 Yang Sanyang was taken aback, looking at the smiling face of Dao Yuan, and then following it into the golden bridge, towards the Lingtai Fangcunshan.

　　 Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is still the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, but the main peak has been moved away by the ancestor with great mana and supernatural powers, leaving an empty land.

　　The mountain peaks at the edge of the road still exist, and even the valley where the wine was brewed and the seclusion still exist, but now it is in a mess.

　　The monks of the Kirin tribe have been withdrawn!

　　 Daoyuan got off the golden bridge and walked all the way to the back mountain. That Yaoyao 3,000-mile peach blossom forest has all withered.

　　 "It's a pity!" Dao Yuan stood in front of the peach blossom forest, looking at the three thousand li peach blossom forest, standing blankly for a long time, before he looked sad and sad.

　　 "Unexpectedly, the Kirin clan cut off the veins of this place!" Yang Sanyang flicked his fingers, and a little nectar was spilled. In an instant, the dead trees came to life, and the 3,000-mile peach blossoms bloomed, and they returned to life and turned into demon peach blossoms.

　　 "Teacher brother is a good method!" Dao Yuan was taken aback, and said with emotion: "Withered trees can come in spring, what about after death?"

　　 "If there is a body, leaving a little soul, you can gather your soul again!" Yang Sanyang whispered.

　　 "It was I who implicated all the fellow students in the mountain, and the ancestor who caused him to travel far away, I am a sinner in the mountain!" Dao Yuan slowly lowered his head, a touch of sadness appeared in his eyes.

　　 "The ancestor said that it was a fateful fate, senior sister don't have to be sad!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

　　 "It's not sad? How can you tell me not to be sad?" Dao Yuan stepped into the peach blossom forest, only to avoid the peach blossoms in the void, and the phoenix tree was still red.

　　 Daoyuan stood under the sycamore tree, stretched out his hand and gently touched the sycamore tree, looking at the fiery red sycamore leaves, she couldn't help but fell into contemplation and confusion.

　　 Yang Sanyang reached out and took the leaves from the plane tree. For some reason, he always felt a little uneasy.

　　 This ray of anxiety, he didn't know where he came from.

"My whole life is a tragedy! I am a weak and incompetent person, I am afraid of failure! My heart is full of hatred! I dare not recall the past! I dare not recall the murderous vengeance of my parents!" The tears slipped down.

　　 "It's all over, everything is too late. As long as the senior sister works hard, this hatred can be resolved after all." Yang Sanyang patted Dao Yuan on the shoulder.

"I've been a fool in my whole life! I have been a turtle for 100,000 years! If my parents know me like this, I am afraid they can slap me to death! Life is a torture for me! Never ending! Torture! The wailing of my parents before their death, the contempt of the Qilin tribe, and the cynicism of the Phoenix tribe, make me feel uneasy all night and unable to practice!" Two lines of blood and tears slipped down Daoyuan's eyes, and his voice began to hoarse: "I am an ominous person! The Patriarch was killed by me and left for a long distance, but you lost the treasure and robbed you of your vitality by me. The Nuodashan Gate was used as a bird and beast scattered because of me! It was because of me!"

"The Patriarch will not blame you! I will not blame you either! As for the disciples in the mountain gate, they are nothing but dust, and they will all be dispersed sooner or later. The Patriarch has collected countless disciples for hundreds of millions of years, and it is not the only thing that can be left behind. Brother alone?"

"My parents died because of me, and Fang Cunshan in Lingtai suffered misfortune because of me, and fellow brothers were implicated because of me! My whole life is full of pain, and I have never been happy! I actually fell in love with the enemy's son! I hate it. I can’t kill myself in the past! I wish I could be wiped out and lost my soul!"

Dao Yuan was crying and turned and threw himself into Yang Sanyang's arms: "I hate it! I hate myself for being incompetent! I hate myself for being weak and incompetent! I hate myself for implicating a group of people! I am a tragedy~www.mtlnovel. com~ I wanted to beg to die, why did you have to save me?"

　　 Yang Sanyang heard the words silently, and was silent for a long time, and then whispered in his ear: "You never know what you mean to me! You are my light! The light of hope in my life!"

　　 Dao Yuan's body paused, raised his head and looked at him seriously, like never before, as if he wanted to see through every inch of his skin, every pore, through his bones! See his heart!

　　 "The ancestor said that you must prove to Da Luo in this life. Even the legendary holy position is very possible!" Dao Yuan suddenly spoke, his voice full of inexplicable.

　　 Dao Yuan slowly lowered his head, then suddenly raised his head, and kissed Yang Sanyang.

　　 Yang Sanyang was stunned, feeling the softness and sweetness of his lips, waiting for his reaction, and then he was pushed to the ground by Dao Yuan the next moment.

　　 "Are you crazy? Are you sick again?" Yang Sanyang fixed Dao Yuan's head with his hands, his eyes filled with amazement, carefully exploring his spirit.

　　 "Slap~"

　　 Dao Yuan opened Yang Sanyang's palm and pulled his belt away: "I'm not crazy! I just want to vent! That's it!"

After 　　 finished speaking, Dao Yuan rushed forward again.

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