When people are very serious, they always feel that time will fly by.

Especially when you're so focused on something, time is so fast that you can't press the Creator's pause button.

When the patriarch stopped preaching, the entire hall was silent, and Yang Sanyang was still wandering into the world, thinking about ways to break the situation and the problems of his current realm.

"Dao Guo!" The patriarch saw Yang Sanyang, who wanted to enter the non-imaginary world, and couldn't help but scold, with a touch of helplessness in his eyes.

Until now, Yang Sanyang has beheaded the evil corpse, and all the karma of karma has been attributed to the evil corpse, but the evil corpse is one with it, and the three-poinsettia lotus in Yang Sanyang's qi is still slowly floating.

When the patriarch saw Yang Sanyang, who was thinking about something wrong at this time, he couldn't help but show a touch of emotion in his eyes, and he only thought that Yang Sanyang had hooked his heart because of karma and calamity, suppressed the aura of his nature, and was unable to enlighten his origin for a long time.

Hearing the patriarch's reprimand, Yang Sanyang came back to his senses and hurriedly saluted respectfully: "The disciple is here, but I don't know what the patriarch commands?"

The patriarch looked at Yang Sanyang, looked up and down, and then waved his hand: "You can step down." ”

Yang Sanyang was a little inexplicable, confused, rubbed his forehead, sat on the bluestone outside the gate with a broom, and looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance.

"The 10,000-year sermon is coming to an end, if you still have any doubts, you can come quickly" The patriarch looked at Fu Xi and Dao Chuan.

Both of them shook their heads in unison, and the patriarch stroked his beard and said: "In a hurry, the red dust in the outside world has passed for thousands of years, and the spirits in the mountains have obtained spirituality, and they have already turned on the spiritual incarnation to emerge." For the teacher, he wants to open the mountain gate again, preach the world, strengthen the number of my Lingtai Holy Realm, and also sow seeds for the great wilderness. The two of you are one of the most proud disciples of the master, one has attained the Taiyi Dao Fruit, and the other has attained the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, both of which have cultivated hundreds of millions of years of immortality. ”

Fu Xi and Dao Chuan both sat upright, waiting for the patriarch's words, but saw the patriarch sweeping the two: "As the saying goes: review the old and learn the new." Although the two of you have cultivated the Golden Immortal Origin and proved that they have lived forever for hundreds of millions of years, there may not have been any omissions in the past. When the outside disciples enter the mountain, except for January 15 every year, the rest of them will be taught by the two of you as the teacher, and the Dao of Heavenly Immortals will be opened. Yet?"

"Senior Brother Dao is the true god of Taiyi, a hundred times more than the disciple, the disciple is afraid that he is not good at cultivating and misleading the younger generations...... Fu Xi hurriedly got up and saluted respectfully.

"You are a golden immortal, they are not in the stream, even if there is a deviation, where can the deviation be?"

Fu Xi heard that he was no longer speechless, his family knew his own affairs, he devoted himself to studying the innate gossip, and created the wonderful way of the acquired gossip, and now the deeper he delved, the more he felt that the avenue of fate was unfathomable, and it was when he was intoxicated, where did he have the heart to care about others?

"In the future, the two of you will choose some good talents among the disciples in the mountain gate and include them in my Lingtai Fangcun Holy Realm Gate, which can be regarded as the pillars of my Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, and it can be regarded as passing on the torch and continuing my Taoism. There was a touch of emotion in the patriarch's eyes: "If one or two more golden immortals can be produced under my door, it will be a great creation." ”

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

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

His intuition told him that the cutting off of three corpses was related to the rise and fall of his life in the future.

The patriarch said another word to the two of them, 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 cycle of the world is like a tide, rising and falling, falling and rising, back and forth. In the past hundreds of millions of years, there have been not hundreds of millions of mountain monks in the Holy Realm of my Lingtai Fangcun Holy Realm, but there are only a few people who can stay. The fault is not that this time the amount of robbery and creation, there are two outstanding people like the junior brothers, and I am still the only one in the mountain gate who is lonely. ”

"Now the four golden immortals under the gate of my Lingtai Fangcun Holy Realm are also famous, and they can also be regarded as the number one force in the Great Wilderness!" Dao Chuan sighed, and there were a little more vicissitudes in his voice.

Listening to the other party's words, Yang Sanyang didn't know why, but he was inexplicably emotional. From ancient times to the present, there are not many people who have cultivated supernatural powers, soaring clouds and driving fog, catching the bright moon in nine days, catching turtles in the five oceans, and there are countless people who are powerful for a while, and even if they are true gods, they have to retreat.

But so what?

If you don't enter the real stream, you will eventually be blown away by the rain and wind.

A pair of eyes looked into the distance, and after a long time, he heard Yang Sanyang say: "Senior brother seems to have something on his mind?"

"It's just that when I think of all my fellow disciples in the past, I feel a little emotional!" Dao Chuan turned his back and looked at the plaque in front of the patriarch's lecture hall, the ancient gods that were blown by the rain and wind, and there was a trace of remembrance in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang stood up with a smile and picked up a broom to sweep the fallen leaves in the mountains: "Right and wrong, come and go, senior brother has to see it." The two of you were caught by the patriarch, and I saw the opportunity early, so I begged for leisure. ”

Preaching for the disciples in the sect is really a bit overkill for the great power of the Golden Immortal. Although the Golden Immortal is immortal for hundreds of millions of years, it does not mean that the time of the Golden Immortal is not precious.

On the contrary, the biggest direction of Jin Xian's life is to break through the number of days and peek into the long river of fate, so as to prove the Taiyi fruit position.

How difficult is it to break the number of days?

Even if some gods are hundreds of millions of years old, they are still in the realm of golden immortals, hanging half a bottle of water and swaying around, and they can't break the wedge in the long river of fate.

"Senior brother...... You have nothing to do, why don't you ......" Fu Xi 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! I'm not afraid that you will laugh at me, say a word of unkindness, and listen to my preaching, it is the great fate of the heavens, but I am afraid that those people are not worthy!" Yang Sanyang swept Fu Xi away with a broom: "Don't stop me from sweeping the floor, I don't have a long life now, you let me ask for some leisure." ”

When Fu Xi heard this, he didn't say more, and a pair of eyes looked at Yang Sanyang's slightly thin and stiff back, and for some reason he burst into tears, and said after a long time: "Senior brother is amazingly talented, and his talent and qualifications are ten or a hundred times better than Fu Xi, but God is jealous of talent." Senior brother, why don't you choose a good talent among the disciples in the mountains and cultivate it carefully, and you can be regarded as a successor. ”

The corners of Yang Sanyang's mouth, who was sweeping the floor, twitched, and he secretly blamed himself in his heart, touched the broom and thought: "Could it be that my play is too much?"

Yang Sanyang swept the fallen leaves unhurriedly, but the qi in the mountains was changing, and the realm of the patriarch Daluo Dharma Realm mapped the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain boundary, only to see that Lingtai Fangcun Mountain had a change in qi, and there was some kind of mysterious and unpredictable qi in vain.

Then, I listened to the gentle words of the patriarch spread all over the mountains and rivers within a radius of millions of miles: "Today, my Lingtai Fangcun Mountain has reopened the mountain gate, and all those who are destined in the mountains can come to my Lingtai Fangcun Mountain to listen to the lecture." ”

The patriarch's words were not in a hurry, and slowly spread throughout the millions of miles of East Kunlun, as the patriarch's words fell, in an instant, one after another qi rushed into the sky, and heads of various shapes came out of the tree holes, soil, and rocks, and then pondered slightly, and the next moment the demonic qi was vertical and horizontal, following the guidance in the underworld.

Yang Sanyang cleaned all the way, now his bones are weak, when he came to the Buddha monument at the foot of the mountain, he was already sweating profusely and panting, standing there looking at the Buddha monument, his eyes were full of emotion.

For millions of years, all the wind has been blown away by the rain and wind! Even the Buddha monument with the blessing of the innate gods has become blurred.

Yang Sanyang's heart moved, and the stone chips on the Buddha tablet fell off, and in an instant, a complete "Amitabha Sutra" was re-carved on it.

"The entire Lingtai Fangcun Mountain has been shrouded by the power of the ancestor's 'heart', forming a strange force field, the monks under the Golden Immortal break into it, if they don't have a firm heart and perseverance, they can't break through all the illusions in it!" Yang Sanyang unhurriedly swept away the surrounding fallen leaves.

The road to immortality is not easy.

Although Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is eager to prosper, but the choice is the golden immortal seedlings, if there is no golden immortal ambition, golden immortal capital, golden immortal luck, even if you join Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, it is just a waste of resources, empty time.

And how?

It's useless!

After a million years, the five decays of heaven and man will come, and it will only be a billet of loess, how can it suppress the qi of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain?

Although Lingtai Fangcun Mountain has a great number of qi and good luck, every cent of qi must be used on the steel blade.

Yang Sanyang was sweeping the fallen leaves in the mountains, and saw a snow-white rabbit in the distance, the rabbit hair was crystal like jade without variegation, and a pair of big eyes were full of aura. This rabbit is the size of a calf, and the thief's eyebrows and mouse eyes are running left and right with a treacherous face, and at this time he is running around in the force field, but he can't find the way to climb the mountain.

"Click~"

"Click~"

After galloping for a while, the rabbit took out a carrot from his bosom, panted and put it in his mouth to chew: "I'm really tired of the rabbit, this ghost place is really weird, very strange." I want to think that the rabbit is three thousand miles away, but I fell here, jumped for a long time, but I didn't get out of the square inch, it was really an evil door. ”

The big rabbit was fat, shiny, and full of fat, and he couldn't wait for someone to come forward and give it a hand.

Yang Sanyang, who was cleaning the stone stele, looked at the fat rabbit not far away, and then looked at the carrot in the rabbit's hand, and couldn't help but shrink his pupils: "This rabbit is really a loser, it is the yellow essence that already has the way of the immortals, and it was caught by him and gnawed like a radish, it is really ......." ”

Yang Sanyang has an urge to scold!

All things in the world, plants and trees are primate, and it is not easy to cultivate the positive fruit, which is more than 10,000 times more difficult than carnivores.

Especially in the Great Wilderness, it is even more difficult.

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