The Great Talisman

When people are very serious, they always feel that time will pass quickly.

　　Especially when you are particularly focused on doing something, time is hurried, making people want to press the pause button of the creator.

　　 When the ancestor stopped preaching, the whole lobby was silent, Yang Sanyang was still wandering into the sky, thinking about the way to break the game, the problem of his current realm.

　　 "Dao Guo!" The ancestor saw Yang Sanyang who wanted to enter the world, he couldn't help but screamed, with a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

　　 Until now, Yang Sanyang has cut off the evil corpse, and all the karma of his body is attributed to the evil corpse, but the evil corpse is integrated with it, and the third grade red lotus in Yang Sanyang's aura is still floating slowly.

　　The ancestor saw Yang Sanyang, who was thinking about it at this time, and couldn't help but feel a touch of emotion in his eyes. He only thought that Yang Sanyang was tempted by karma and calamity, suppressing the aura of nature, and delaying enlightenment.

　　 Hearing the ancestor's scolding, Yang Sanyang recovered and hurriedly gave a respectful salute: "The disciple is here, but I don't know what the ancestor has ordered?"

　　The ancestor looked at Yang Sanyang, and after looking up and down, he waved his hand happily and said, "Go back."

　　 Yang Sanyang was a little inexplicable, scratching his head, rubbed his forehead, and sat on the bluestone outside the gate with a broom in his arms, looking at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, his eyes were dull.

　　 "Ten thousand years of sermons are about to end, do you have any doubts, you can come quickly" The Patriarch looked at Fuxi and Dao Zhuan.

Both of them shook their heads together, and the patriarch just stroked his beards and said: "Flick the fingers in a hurry, the world has passed, and the spirits of the mountains have opened the spiritual intelligence. The teacher wants to open the mountain gate again. , Preaching the world, strengthening my spiritual platform’s holy realm, and planting seeds for the Great Wilderness. You two are one of the most proud disciples under the teacher. One person proves to be Taiyi Daoguo, and the other is a Golden Immortal Daoguo. An immortal body for hundreds of millions of years."

Both Fuxi and Dao Chuan were sitting upright, waiting for the words of the ancestor, but saw the ancestor sweeping the two: "As the saying goes: review the old and learn the new. Although you two have cultivated the origin of the golden immortal, you prove that you are immortal for hundreds of millions of years. But there is not necessarily nothing left out in the past. When the outside disciples enter the mountain, except for January 15 every year, you and the other will teach the magical practice and teach on the Heavenly Immortal Avenue. But is it?"

　　 "The Dao Chuan brother is the true **** of Taiyi, even more so than the disciples. The disciples are afraid that they will not be good at cultivation and learning skills, and miss the younger generation..." Fuxi quickly got up and respectfully saluted.

　　 "You are the golden immortal and mighty, they are incompetents. Even if there is deviation, where can they deviate?" A divine light appeared in the ancestor's eyes: "Where can they deviate?"

Fuxi no longer speaks after hearing this, and his family knows his family affairs. He concentrates on studying the innate gossip and creating the wonderful way of the acquired gossip. Now the deeper the study, the more he feels that the avenue of destiny is unfathomable. Have the mind to manage others?

"In the future, you two will be among the disciples in the mountain gate, choose some good talents, and bring them into the Fangcun Holy Realm Gate of our Spirit Platform. They can be the pillars of the Fangcun Mountain of our Spirit Platform. It can also be passed down from generation to generation and continues my tradition." A touch of emotion was revealed: "If one or two golden immortals can be produced under my sect, it will be great luck."

　　 Outside the door, Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard the words, just hugged the broom and looked into the distance. He has no interest in preaching and accepting disciples.

　　 Cut off three feet, which is what he should do now, it is the most important thing.

　　 Mingming told him instinctively that cutting off the three corpses is related to the rise and fall of his life in the future.

　　 Patriarch exhorted the two of them again, and then turned around and walked out of the lecture hall.

There was silence in the lecture hall, and Dao Chuan slowly stood up: “The world’s reincarnation is like a tide, rising and falling, falling and rising, back and forth again and again. For hundreds of millions of years, the mountain monk admitted to the holy realm of my spiritual platform There are not hundreds of millions, but there are also tens of millions, but I am the only one who can stay with a few people. The fault is not this time of calamity, and there are two outstanding people like juniors, and I am still alone in the mountain gate. ."

　　 "Now I have four golden immortals under the sacred realm of my Lingtai square inch, and they are also considered to be famous, and they are also considered to be the top forces in the Great Wilderness!" Dao Chuan sighed, and there was a little more vicissitudes in his voice.

　　 After hearing what the other party said, Yang Sanyang felt inexplicably emotional for some reason. Since ancient times, the number of people who have cultivated magical powers has not been known. They can ride the clouds, ride the fog, and capture the moon in nine days, and can catch turtles in the oceans and oceans. There are countless people who have achieved temporary power. Even the true **** of Da Luo has to retreat.

　　 But so what?

　　 If it doesn't enter the real current, it will be blown away by the rain and wind.

　　 A pair of eyes looked into the distance, and it took a long time to listen to Yang Sanyang's words: "Senior brother seems to have something on his mind?"

　　 "I just missed all the fellow students in the past, and I felt a little emotional!" Dao Chuan turned his back and looked at the plaque in front of the Patriarch's lecture hall. The ancient divine writings blown by the rain and the wind revealed a touch of remembrance in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang smiled and stood up, picked up the broomstick to clean the fallen leaves in the mountains: "Rights and wrongs, come and go, brothers still have to see what is right. You two were arrested by the ancestors of the strong. Free time."

　　 preaching for the disciple of the door, for Jinxian Da Neng, it is really a little overkill. Although Jinxian will live for hundreds of millions of years, it does not mean that Jinxian's time is not precious.

　　 On the contrary, the biggest direction of the golden immortal in this life is to participate in the number of days, peek into the long river of fate, and prove the Taiyi status.

　　How difficult is it to participate in the number of days?

　　 Some gods, even if they are hundreds of millions of years old, are still in the realm of golden immortals, with half a bottle of water swaying everywhere, unable to break the wedge in the long river of fate.

　　 "Senior brother...you have nothing to do, why don't you..." Fuxi walked out of the lobby with a sad face and came to Yang Sanyang's side.

"Don't think about it! I have time to preach to those people! Don't be afraid that you laugh at me, say something unceremonious, listening to my preaching, it is the heavenly predecessor, I am afraid that those people are not worthy!" Yang Sanyang swept Fuxi with a broomstick. Sweeping away: "Don't stop me from sweeping the floor, I am going to die soon, let me ask for some leisure."

Fuxi didn't say much when he heard the words. A pair of eyes looked at Yang Sanyang's slightly thin and rickety back. For some reason, he was in tears. After a long time, he said: "Brother is surprised and gorgeous, and his talent and aptitude are ten times, a hundred times more than Fuxi. , But He Tian is jealous of talents. Brother, why don't you choose a good talent among the disciples in the mountain and cultivate it carefully, and you can count as a successor."

　　 Yang Sanyang, who was sweeping the floor, twitched his mouth, secretly blamed himself, touched his broom and thought: "Could it be that my play was too much?"

Yang Sanyang cleans the fallen leaves unhurriedly, but the mountain is changing Qi, the Patriarch Daluo’s Dharma Realm mirrors the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain Boundary, and only sees the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain’s Qi change, and there is a mysterious and unpredictable Qi. .

　　 Then, I listened to the gentle words of the patriarch spread over millions of miles of mountains and rivers: "Today I reopened the gate of Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, and all those who are destined in the mountains can come to our Lingtai Fangcun Mountain to listen to it."

The Patriarch’s words were not rushed nor slow, and slowly spread across the millions of miles of East Kunlun. With the Patriarch’s words falling ~www.readwn.com~ In an instant, a Qi machine rushed into the sky, and the heads of various appearances, one after another Tree holes, soil, and rocks came out, and then pondered for a while, the next moment the demon spirit was crisscrossed, following the guidance of the underworld.

　　 Yang Sanyang cleaned all the way. Now his bones are weak. When he came to the Buddha monument down the mountain, he was already sweating and panting. He stood there looking at the Buddha monument, his eyes filled with emotion.

　　 Millions of years, the wind is blown away by the rain! Even if there is a Buddha stele blessed by innate divine texts, it has become blurred.

　　 Yang Sanyang's heart moved, the stone chips on the Buddha monument fell off, and in a flash, an intact "Amitabha Sutra" was re-engraved on it.

"The entire Lingtai Fangcunshan has been shrouded by the power of the patriarch's'heart', forming a strange force field. The monks under the Golden Immortal broke into it. Without a firm heart and perseverance, it would be impossible. Can break through all the illusions!" Yang Sanyang unhurriedly swept the surrounding leaves.

　　 Longevity Road is not easy.

Although Fangcunshan in Lingtai is eager to have a great prosperity, it is the golden fairy seedlings that they choose. Without the ambition of the golden fairy, the capital of the golden fairy, and the luck of the golden fairy, even joining Fangcunshan in Lingtai would be a waste of resources and time That's it.

What can 　　 do?

　　 is useless at all!

　　 A million years later, the five decays of heaven and man will come, and it is only a piece of loess. How can it be suppressed to suppress the aura of Fangcunshan in Lingtai?

　　 Although Fang Cunshan of Lingtai has great vitality and good luck, every point of vitality must be used on the steel blade.