The Great Talisman

"How?" The eighth prince grinned grimly, his sharp claws pierced Fuxi's throat, and the fierce air in his eyes rose to the sky: "What am I going to do? Hahaha! Hahaha! You put this ghost on my head first. The thing was taken away, and then the treasure that bound me was being handed over to me obediently. Otherwise..."

　　The Eighth Prince smiled coldly: "Just wait for one of my fingers to pierce it, and this kid's life will not be guaranteed. In an instant, hundreds of thousands of years of hard work turned into running water."

　　 "Brother, help me! Senior brother, help me!" Fuxi was quite cooperative at this time, a touch of fear appeared in her eyes, and her body was constantly trembling because of her suppressed smile. Because he was facing the Eighth Prince, the Eighth Prince only thought that Fuxi was trembling with fright at this time, and his heart was even more proud.

　　Yang Sanyang glanced at Fuxi, and then said to the Eighth Prince angrily: "Unexpectedly, your Excellency is a good method and a good calculation."

　　 Speaking of this, he said rather helplessly: "The golden rope is here again, you let him go first, and the treasure is for you."

　　 "You will give me the treasure first, and then I will let him go." But the Eighth Prince was not compliant, his eyes were full of vigilance.

　　 Yang Sanyang looked at Ba Taizi with a pair of eyes, but he did not move. The eighth prince shook his hand Fuxi proudly: "You have no choice."

　　 "I only hope that you will have your word. Don't lose the prestige of the dragon clan and humiliate the prestige of the ancestor dragon!" Yang Sanyang raised his hand, and the golden rope fell into the hands of the eight princes.

　　Eight Prince stroked the golden rope, his eyes began to shine: "Good treasure! Good treasure!"

　　 is indeed a good treasure!

　　 "Quickly tell me the mantra to activate the treasure!" The Eighth Prince stared at Yang Sanyang.

　　 "Don't go too far!" Yang Sanyang frowned.

　　 "You can't just give me the treasure, but don't give me the formula for urging the treasure, right?" The eight prince shook Fuxi's neck inadvertently.

　　 Yang Sanyang had no choice but to speak, narrating the mantra of urging Por Jin Sheng.

　　 Prince Eighth got the formula, and he tried to urge him, but saw the golden rope in his hand wandering like a golden dragon, he didn't want to worry about it. Then the next moment I saw the golden rope turn into a golden light roll, and Yang Sanyang had been **** by the golden rope into a zongzi.

　　 "What do you mean?" Yang Sanyang changed his color suddenly.

"You take the ghost thing on my head again, and I will let you two!" The eighth prince came to Yang Sanyang with a triumphant expression and gave him a scornful look: "This guy is really stupid, and he was caught in a blink of an eye. I teased between my palms."

　　 At this time, arrogance rose in the Eight Prince's heart, and the situation was reversed by his own thoughts.

　　 "You don't want to deceive people too much!" Yang Sanyang said irritably.

"Hehe, you are now a prisoner, what right do you have to say to me deceptively?" The eighth prince shook Fuxi's neck triumphantly. Fuxi was like a dead fish. He was stunned and stunned. It’s my brother who offended you.

"Huh, your brother is guilty, and you, as a junior, are also guilty!" The eighth prince snorted coldly, staring at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes: "Boy, remove this ghost from my head, otherwise I will be afraid Your life will turn into flowing water only in a moment."

　　 "You are so repeatedly, are you afraid of falling into the ancestral dragon's reputation? Spreading it out will damage the image of the dragon family?" Yang Sanyang stared at the Eight Prince.

　　 "The status and image of the dragon clan are based on strength and fists!" The eight prince raised his chest and raised his head: "Besides, even if you pass it out, who will believe it? Who can believe it?"

　　 "..." Yang Sanyang was silent for a while, he understood it, using a sentence in the 21st century: "A big fist makes sense!"

　　The internal rules of the dragon family have been true since ancient times!

"It's boring!" Fuxi clutched her neck and slammed the dragon claws of the eight princes, but the dragon claws of the eight princes were like a big mountain, firmly stuck to her neck, and its power was like an ant. Can shake the mountain?

"It's really boring! Your innate magic has surpassed me! You have created your own path and condensed your own origin!" Yang Sanyang thought in his heart, and the golden rope tied to his body was automatically untied. Then he pinched his hand and began to recite the mantra silently.

Not far away, the Eighth Prince saw that Yang Sanyang's golden rope began to loosen, and he couldn't help but change his color. He had already noticed something wrong in his heart. He was about to turn around and flee. The next moment he felt his body soft and his strength disappeared, and then he couldn't speak. The pain came.

　　 "Ah~~~" With a scream, he saw that the Eight Prince fell to the ground, involuntarily let go of Fuxi and began to roll on the ground.

Fuxi flicked the disordered clothes, and swept away the screaming, distorted face, and her body shrank into a ball. She couldn't help but shudder: "Brother, your method is too horrible. The eight princes are somehow golden. Immortal, how could it be so unbearable..."

　　 "Be careful!" Yang Sanyang shouted.

　　 At this time, the eight princes suffered cramps, peeling skin, and the pain of soul refining. On the contrary, they aroused the spirit of heart, and suddenly jumped up to tear Fuxi into two parts. But when he just got up, he felt his body tremble, his hands and feet were sore, the world was spinning, his eyes were dizzy, and he fell to the ground again.

　　Yang Sanyang showed a touch of mockery in his eyes, waved away the Eighth Prince, and looked at Fuxi who was still in shock. He couldn't help but shook his head: "Your innate magic seems to be worse."

　　 Fuxi stroked her chest, as if to suppress her horror, then turned to look at the rolling Eight Princes: "Are all the dragons so fierce?"

"If it is not so fierce, it would be difficult to stand out in the Great Tribulation of Gods and Demons. Let me pass on your formula, you have nothing to do in the future, often polish him. It is whimsical to want to subdue it with a golden hoop. Jin The immortal is immortal, the will is difficult and easy, and it cannot be changed. It is still necessary to tell him to understand his mind, cut off his heart and mind, and be true to good."

"Brother, your golden hoop is just overbearing. He is afraid that he will be dissatisfied with his heart, and he will be double-minded. Sooner or later, he will get into trouble, so it's better to just end it!" Fuxi shook his head and said with lingering fears: "He has such strength, if so We can't resist the violence."

"No problem, in the future, I will recite the Dharma for an hour every day, and then call him a true refuge! I will influence him and let him know the'truth, goodness and beauty'! When the time comes, the hostility will disappear naturally and it will surely become my jade. Jingshan Dharma Protector Tianlong!"

　　 Yang Sanyang’s voice is full of indifferent, his own strength can be described as earth-shaking changes, especially with the condensing of the laws of heaven in his body, Skynet Nirvana turned into a jade, his cultivation deepened and unpredictable.

　　 And Amitabha Nirvana has begun to bear fruit, but you can try it with the Eight Princes.

　　 Fuxi's words are not wrong at all. The golden hoop is just a domineering method, and it can't make people really surrender. If the eighth prince is double-minded, sooner or later he will cause trouble. He may not be able to get things done, but bad things are certain.

"My lord don't want to say, the little dragon is willing to descend! The little dragon is willing to descend! The little dragon is willing to take refuge with all my heart, and devote himself to following the venerable to understand the Dafa, the little dragon will never dare to have two minds, but please don't read the venerable! I would like to surrender! I would like to surrender! I would like to take refuge! I would like to take refuge!" The Eighth Prince was spoiled since he was a child, and the Dragon Clan has always been a top force in the Great Wilderness, almost no one dared to provoke him. Has he ever suffered so much?

"Ruzi can be taught! Ruzi can be taught!" Yang Sanyang nodded, stopped the curse, and said to Fuxi: "I teach you the curse to control the method, and you will carefully polish the character of this evil animal in the future, if you can dissolve its heart The hostility to make him less slaughter is also a merit."

Fuxi nodded when he heard the words, listened carefully to Yang Sanyang's Yu Jue, and then looked at the eight prince who was limp on the ground, as if he was a boneless loach, and smiled softly: "Xiao Ba, have you ever heard my brother's words? Follow me to practice the Dharma and resolve the hostility in my heart?"

　　 Xiaoba?

　　The Eighth Prince rolled his eyes. At this time, the pain stopped, and he was all comfortable, and he was too lazy to call Fuxi, but he nodded in a hurry: "The little dragon is willing to descend, and the little dragon is willing to take refuge."

　　 Yang Sanyang smiled: "Let's listen to Ruzheng Fa."

　　 Amitabha's Dharma-xiang Shenhui fell into Yang Sanyang's body, and the next moment the magnificent Buddha's sound passed through his body and went towards the Eight Princes.

　　 The saint preaching? What an opportunity is this?

　　 Even if it is only one-tenth of Amitabha's primordial spirit, it is still in the realm of a saint after all. Even the demon ancestor and the **** emperor can't ask for such an opportunity.

　　 Amitabha Nirvana, who wants to reopen the three thousand worlds, accelerate the evolution of the three thousand worlds with the help of the Bodhi tree, and use the Bodhi tree to turn it into a world tree is a step to reach the sky.

　　 At this time, Amitabha divided himself into three thousand and merged into three thousand worlds, and then evolved Nirvana by this, intercepting good fortune on the Bodhi tree.

　　 Even if it was just a thought that stopped temporarily, it would have no chance for the Eight Princes.

　　The avenue is right in front of me, so I ask you to listen or not?

　　 Every monk in the world cultivates, and all of them go to the great way for the sake of certification. However, now the avenue you have been struggling to pursue is right in front of you, so I ask you whether you want to listen or not?

　　 just ask if you can't bear it?

　　Is it better than a beast or a beast?

　　 It's like some people have been scolding this book ~www.readwn.com~ but they have been reading it. Although they say no, they are still very honest.

　　 can't help it!

　　The avenue is right in front of you, if you can bear it, it is not a seeker!

　　 is like the 21st century. There are real immortals appearing in front of you. You will certainly do whatever it takes to follow you after your family and abandoned children.

　　 If your wife is gone, you can remarry, if your son is gone, you can regenerate. As long as you can live forever, you will have nothing in the future?

　　 This is human nature! We always use our own interests to measure everything, and interests are greater than the sky! The reason why some things are not done, and the reason why you have a moral bottom line in your heart is just because the benefits are not big enough, that's all.

　　 In the face of sufficiently large interests, all moral etiquettes are just false, and they can only be false.

　　 Looking at the Eight Prince who was resisting, but his ears were involuntarily erected, Yang Sanyang showed an unpredictable smile.