Da Luo True God, that is the existence that has begun to explore the path of the saint, and the cultivation is unpredictable, even if the saint is not imagined.

But to be honest, the smoothness of Duhua's departure from Zhu Zhishen was somewhat beyond Yang Sanyang's expectations.

"This is too smooth, isn't it?" Yang Sanyang's eyes were a little surprised, not so much that the sage was detached from Zhu, but that Lizhu took the initiative to cooperate with the sage.

"One god for one hour, twelve hours in one day, one hundred and twenty hours for ten days...... One hundred days is 1,200 gods, and 365 in a year, which is enough to transform 3,600 gods. If you remove the time for my premeditated design and the gods running away, three years is enough for me to complete my goal......" Yang Sanyang's heart had various thoughts circulating: "Do you want to just have a big vote and count all these more than 7,000 gods?"

Yang Sanyang's eyes revealed a touch of greed, a hundred years is more than enough.

Yang Sanyang's heart was pounding, the divine light in his eyes continued to flow, and he turned to look at a god's mansion not far away.

When he left Zhu, because he was sneaky, he tried his best to restrain his qi, and even the patriarch didn't know when he left.

Looking at the Shenyi Cave Mansion not far away, Yang Sanyang tidied up his clothes, and then sneakily walked towards the Cave Mansion: "Great God, I brought the Dingfeng Pill, let's start trading!"

In the cave mansion, a venerable god raised his head at this time, his eyes showed a touch of astonishment, and then he was ecstatic: "Good for you, you are a man, you actually did such a good thing behind our backs, today you have to beat the chickens and eggs, and I must fulfill them all!"

A familiar scene, a familiar conversation, but in just half an hour, I saw that the god retracted the qi around his body, secretly used his divine power to go into the distance, and disappeared into the spiritual platform holy realm.

These departed gods never appeared again from the Great Wilderness!

Time was passing little by little, Yang Sanyang kept acting, kowtowing over and over again, and his knees began to bruise.

Time flies, five years in the blink of an eye, due to the secrecy of the matter, the departing gods are all quietly gone, without missing a trace, and no one has ever noticed the changes in the mountains.

After receiving the last god, Amitabha sat under the tree at this time, and there was an inexplicable coercion around his body, and he stepped the last step between the virtual and the real, and Amitabha's progress was beyond reason.

It's like Wolverine in the original movie, and suddenly came to the real world, although it has shrunk a lot, but Wolverine is still Wolverine, isn't it?

"The three thousand worlds have all turned from illusion to reality, and there are three thousand gods who have blessed me day and night, which is worth three hundred billion sentient beings chanting and praying for me day and night!" Amitabha's eyes showed a flash of divine light: "It's just that although there are many gods I have secretly suppressed, there are also many gods who have come to the mountains over the years." ”

Within five years, Yang Sanyang had refined three thousand gods, but there were three thousand gods from all directions in the Great Wilderness.

The gods who have come to Fangcun Mountain have exceeded 10,000!

"Otherwise, just do good things to the end, and spend all the remaining gods? When the catastrophe comes, the gods will inevitably fall, the fate that belongs to the gods will pass, and the gods will inevitably be eliminated by the Heavenly Dao, which is the Heavenly Dao Killing and Robbery...... If I don't do it, these gods will be killed by the Heavenly Dao sooner or later......" Amitabha kept thinking in his heart: "Three thousand worlds are a fixed number, but there is no rule that there cannot be two or three gods in a world?"

"Just 10,000! Just 10,000 gods, and if you don't have 10,000 gods, I'll stop!" Amitabha's heart couldn't help but be thrilled at this time, and to be honest, the process of things was beyond imagination.

"It's done! If you can expand the Cave Heaven World by two or three times, what kind of weather will it be? How many detours will be less? How much more accumulation?" In the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, Yang Sanyang's eyes were scorching: "The most important thing is that you can directly steal one-fifth of the laws of the world, a kind of god represents a kind of law, this is definitely a qualitative progress." ”

The law of one-fifth of the Great Wilderness World, this is definitely an astronomical number, if it is relied on the evolution of the Cave Heaven World itself, I don't know how many billions of years.

The most important thing is that the evolution of the three thousand one-fifth of the world, just ask you if you are afraid!

Of course, the fusion and construction of the Ten Thousand Laws will take time to disperse into the Three Thousand Worlds.

This time, I'm afraid it will be a long process.

Yang Sanyang does not look forward to the completion of the Three Thousand Worlds in one fell swoop, what he looks forward to is the belief that the Three Thousand Worlds will bring him endless beings.

As long as he has endless faith, he can wave everywhere and fly everywhere! Constantly stirring up wind and rain in the great wilderness, and being a-stirring stick.

It's just that a quarter of the innate gods are missing in the Great Wilderness, and they are still missing in the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, I'm afraid that Fangcun Mountain will be dragged into the cusp, I don't know if the ancestor can bear it!" Yang Sanyang slowly deduced little by little: "Actually, if you think about it, is there a difference between the disappearance of 3,000 gods and the disappearance of 10,000 gods?

"The patriarch is the true god of Da Luo no matter what he says, who would dare to do anything without evidence......? I'm afraid it's going to become an unsolved mystery in the Great Wilderness World!" Yang Sanyang thought about it carefully, no matter what, it couldn't involve himself, so he sorted out his makeup and walked towards a god cave not far away.

With the blessing of three thousand gods, Amitabha's cultivation has taken a big step, and the speed of the degree is incomparable, Yang Sanyang is familiar with the road, and once again began the journey of selling miserably.

Time flies

Thirty years at your fingertips

To be on the safe side, Yang Sanyang slowed down.

It was only when his Amitabha Dharma body had turned into nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine gods, that Yang Sanyang had to stop his movements, raised his head and looked at the endless void, and there seemed to be a will rolling in the sea of laws.

"At this point, it has been tempered nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, and if it continues to be tempered, it will affect the gods and demons catastrophe, and the God Emperor will be weak, but without the support of the gods at that time, he will be completely bullied by the Demon Ancestor!" A flash of divine light appeared in Amitabha's eyes: "If I dare to throw the gods into the three thousand worlds again, I am afraid that the Heavenly Dao will send down the punishment." ”

"Thanks to the deity, the innate gossip, the opening of the Yin and Yang Dao, and the reorganization of the order of the Heavenly Dao, make the gods dispensable, but become a burden to the Heavenly Dao, otherwise it may not be cheaper for me!" Amitabha shook his head.

Transforming 9,999 innate gods by yourself is not a blessing for all innate gods.

The time of belonging to the gods has passed, and the gods will retire from the stage and be eliminated by the general trend, and there will inevitably be no good end in the future.

Being able to be tempered by oneself and escaping the catastrophe by luck is also a blessing.

It's like a sophisticated automated program, and 48,000 people are constantly interfering with the program.

Isn't that adding to the chaos?

Gods, eliminated!

"It's a pity that the remaining gods" Amitabha was full of compassion: "That camel can't be let go, it's a big deal that I don't throw it into the three thousand thousand worlds." ”

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain

Yang Sanyang stood in the middle of the mountain and rubbed his forehead, tearing off a layer of dead skin.

In the past few decades, it can be said that he has become a kowtow worm, and a layer of dead skin and calluses have appeared on his head.

A white light came out of nothingness, and Amitabha's Dharma body returned, entering his primordial spirit to digest what he had gained over the past few decades.

"Alas!" Yang Sanyang sighed: "The foundation is empty! The power of faith that Amitabha has finally accumulated has been exhausted, but the three thousand worlds have turned from illusion to reality, and there are more than nine thousand gods blessed day and night, so it is still earned." ”

"After all, the power of faith is a foreign object, and it is not enough to directly invoke the power of the three thousand worlds" Yang Sanyang shook his head: "Otherwise, before the gods have reacted, the more than nine thousand tribes will be looted and become the food in my small world?"

"It's not proper! It's not proper! The population suddenly disappeared, and it can't be hidden from the god emperor and the gods of the world, or when the gods and demons are in the catastrophe, they are secretly in the dark hands, and who knows how many casualties will be killed and injured at that time?"

Yang Sanyang rubbed his forehead with satisfaction, and walked towards his own mountain, his eyes were full of beauty: "It's a pity, the last place was originally reserved for the car, the god of the car is in charge of the power of time, but I am very curious in my heart." ”

Although he had collected 9,900 gods, in recent decades, thousands of gods had come, and the qi and energy in the entire Lingtai Mountain were mixed, and the gods did not notice anything unusual.

"Let's put it down for the time being, there will be a chance in the future!" Yang Sanyang muttered in his heart, and slowly walked towards the Yujing Mountain.

In the mountains of Yujing

Bai Ze put his hands behind his back, his eyes showed a touch of anxiety, he looked into the distance worriedly, and kept praying in his heart: "Little barbarian, you'd better be reliable, don't cause trouble, otherwise I won't be able to save you, master, and I can only collect your body in the future." ”

"Didn't you say that ten years is enough, why haven't you come back?" Bai Ze walked back and forth anxiously, his eyes full of anxiety.

The only good news now is that there is no major turmoil exposed, which means that the kid is still alive and there is no incident.

He didn't dare to go down the mountain, for fear of accidentally getting himself involved.

Not far from Bai Ze, the blue bird landed on the branch, resting listlessly, his eyes full of exhaustion: "Old Ancestor, why hasn't he come back yet?

"How do I know!" Bai Ze said impatiently.

Farther away in the palace

Dao Yuan's face was worried, his eyes were worried, and he showed a touch of haggardness. On the contrary, it was Wa, who ate the fruit without heart and lungs.

"I don't know what's going on outside, are the gods gone!It's because I can't live up to my junior brother, how can I ask my junior brother to take on such a big responsibility for me?" Dao Yuan's eyes were bloodshot.

"Senior sister, go and rest for a while, you haven't closed your eyes for decades, even if you are a monk, you can't bear it!"

Dao Yuan shook her head, every time she closed her eyes, she would see the bloody corpse in her sleep, and dream that Dao Guo was being drained by the angry gods, and kept screaming in front of her.

She would rather face the wrath of the gods than be terrified for the rest of the day.

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