Reciting the Tao Te Ching silently can actually refine all the treasures, it is really beyond Yang Sanyang's expectations, if one day he can pronounce the Tao Te Ching, what kind of style will he have at that time?

Will it directly step into the ranks of immortality and immortality?

Yang Sanyang didn't know that he couldn't learn the language of God, and the only thing that could expose him to incredible power was the Tao Te Ching.

Facing Bai Ze's stunned gaze, Yang Sanyang chose to ignore it, a pair of eyes looked into the distance, his fingers gently stroked the Baolian lamp, and his eyes showed a thoughtful look, not knowing what he was thinking.

Time flies

Three hundred years of spring and autumn in a flash

The old people around Yang Sanyang died batch after batch, and the familiar faces gradually became unfamiliar, two hundred years is already the limit of the number of primitive lifespans, except for Ye and the female leader and Yong, the primitive people around Yang Sanyang have completely changed a batch.

Three hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye, and in the past three hundred years, Yang Sanyang has continued to hunt and kill demon beasts, and Ye and the female leader and Yong have continued to devour the essence of the blood of demon beasts, not only not aging, but living younger and younger.

A ray of sunrise rose in the sky, and Yang Sanyang sat quietly in front of the grass hut alone, looking at the rippling fish pond in front of him, and his eyes showed a little divine light.

Three hundred years of spring and autumn, Yang Sanyang has spent a long three hundred years of spring and autumn, Bai Ze is still the same, and the old god can no longer lie in front of Yang Sanyang to dry his belly.

Holding the feathers of the golden crow in his hand, Yang Sanyang's face was not very good-looking, he had not even written down three runes in three hundred years, no wonder Bai Ze said that he had no talent for cultivation.

"It's too difficult!But no matter how hard it is, you can't give up!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a flash of helplessness.

Although the spring and autumn of three hundred years is a bit boring, watching the primitive people around him continue to grow old and die, not only did he not feel sluggish, but he became more and more eager for the power of immortality.

"Ancestor, how many years of longevity do I have now?" Yang Sanyang looked sideways at Bai Ze.

"Shou three thousand!" Bai Ze's eyelids jumped, and he wailed a little helplessly: "You kid has been killing too ruthlessly in recent years, and all the demon beasts in the vicinity have been killed by you, this move hurts the heavens and the peace." ”

"If you don't kill the demon beasts, how can the female leader and Ye extend their lifespan? If you live a few more years, you may be able to have a few more variables and increase the chance of immortality!" Yang Sanyang shook his head and refuted Yang Sanyang's words.

Bai Ze was silent, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, if he continued like this, his desire to inherit this kid's inheritance seemed a little far away.

"Boy, Ancestor, I'm going to fall asleep! Although I've recovered a little bit of the Divine Passage Method over the years, it's not enough, Ancestor, I should go into a deep sleep!" Bai Ze looked at Yang Sanyang with his eyes: "I will recover my supernatural powers as soon as possible, so I can take you out as soon as possible and lead you to seek the opportunity of immortality." ”

In the past three hundred years, Yang Sanyang's efforts Bai Ze has seen it in his eyes, and he has worked diligently day and night to study the divine text and refine the treasures, but unfortunately he is trapped by his talent and still has no progress.

Although three hundred years is not a long time for the gods, it is enough for Yang Sanyang and Bai Ze to have a deep friendship.

"How long will it take for the Ancestor to fall into a deep sleep?" said Yang Sanyang with a surprised expression.

"I don't know! Maybe ten or eight years, maybe a thousand years and a hundred years, maybe the ancestor and I wake up, you are already old and dead, by then you remember to stuff all kinds of treasures into the arms of the ancestor, and I will inherit your inheritance!" Bai Ze licked his face and came up and patted Yang Sanyang on the shoulder: "Don't forget, you kid." ”

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this, and then slapped Bai Ze's hooves off, showing a touch of disdain in his eyes: "Old Ancestor thinks that if it goes on like this, will I die?"

"I'm afraid I won't ......" Bai Ze's slightly excited eyebrows instantly drooped, and he sighed and turned around and walked into the basket behind him: "Ancestor, I will cultivate in this basket in the future, this basket can cover my ancestor's qi." Of course, if you kid encounters a life and death crisis, you must remember to wake me up, Ancestor and I are also a congenital god ....... ”

Bai Ze was chattering, and his words were full of worry.

"Got it, you should fall asleep quickly!" Yang Sanyang flipped his palm, completely covered the basket, and his eyes showed a touch of sadness, for the innate divine beast, thousands of years passed in a snap of his fingers, if he couldn't enter the doorway, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear the power of the years even if he was devouring the demon beast.

"Three hundred years, if it weren't for Bai Ze to relieve his boredom and talk all day long, I'm afraid he would have gone crazy!" Yang Sanyang saw Bai Ze fall into a deep sleep, and slowly inserted the feathers of the golden crow into the hair on the back of his head, revealing a touch of contemplation, and then recited the Tao Te Ching silently.

For three hundred years, he not only memorized the divine text all day long, but also continued to study the Tao Te Ching, reciting it day and night for a day. Fortunately, the results have been paid off after all, and from the very beginning, he can now recite silently for two hours.

With the blessing and refinement of the power of the Great Dao for two hours, with the active cooperation of all kinds of treasures, all the treasures have been refined.

In his body, the Heavenly Net also seemed to have absorbed enough power of the Great Dao, and it seemed that it was about to evolve into Nirvana and undergo a qualitative transformation.

"It seems that there has been no progress in the past three hundred years, but my background has been enhanced, these are all soft powers that cannot be seen, one day Skynet will evolve, my soul will inevitably transform again, and at that time, maybe I can improve my qualifications!" Yang Sanyang's heart flashed with all kinds of thoughts, and the back basket not far away turned into a miniature ornament the size of a fingernail, which was hung around his neck with hemp rope.

Bai Ze likes to recite the Tao Te Ching by himself the most, maybe he can help him by reciting the Tao Te Ching silently.

He hoped that Bai Ze would fall into a deep sleep, recover his divine power as soon as possible, take him out of the tribe, seek the Tao in all directions, and embark on the road of immortality as soon as possible. But he was afraid that after Bai Ze woke up, he would have turned into a dry bone, and by then everything would become strange.

"Alas!" Yang Sanyang sat cross-legged in the wooden house, two hours of silent recitation of the moral true chapter ended, all kinds of treasures returned to the basics, Yang Sanyang once again took out the feathers, quietly comprehending the changes of the gods.

Looking up at the vastness of the world and the prosperity of the categories, Yang Sanyang opened and closed the legal net in his eyes, observing the unpredictable changes of the world, and the sparks of wisdom flowed in his eyes.

In the past three hundred years, the development of the tribe has been unimaginably fast, and the noisy sound in the distance has filled the sky, and human beings have completely changed from a hunting civilization to an agricultural civilization.

After 300 years of comfortable development, the human population has increased by 10,000 times, beyond Yang Sanyang's imagination?

He didn't know if it had broken 100 million, but the human race had already stepped out of the territory of the Vulcan God and continued to spread in all directions.

Although there are countless crises in the outside world of the Great Wilderness, the speed of human reproduction is also beyond imagination, because of the crisis of race materials, human beings continue to migrate to the land blessed by the god of fire.

There are demon beasts who want to make trouble and want to hunt down the human race, but they are all killed by Yang Sanyang.

Standing at the small pavilion and looking into the distance, it was densely packed with houses and countless figures.

Although the human population has increased dramatically for 300 years, civilization seems to have come to a standstill, and there has been no progress.

"The evolution of civilization does not depend on a single person, but on the accumulation of the entire tribe, and then under a wisp of heaven in the dark, it can detonate that key point and make the entire tribe evolve!"

All primitive people looked in this direction, and their eyes were full of awe and fanaticism.

Yang Sanyang has killed countless demon beasts over the years, and countless primitive people have seen it with their own eyes, and they are simply in awe of gods.

Vaguely, hierarchies have begun to form, and small families have begun to emerge from large families.

"What hinders the evolution of human civilization is always the horizontal bones, human beings can't speak, they can't communicate, and civilization can't be transmitted!" Yang Sanyang showed a touch of contemplation, put down the feather in his hand, stood up and walked to the top of the mountain, looking down in all directions, and there were all human wooden houses as far as the eye could see.

"Human beings!" Yang Sanyang was silent, it is difficult to manage if there are more people, all kinds of contradictions and differences have begun to appear in the primitive tribe over the years, and there are many small leaders under the big leader, if it were not for the fear of Yang Sanyang's power, I am afraid that the human race would have been torn apart long ago.

"Where should the evolution of human beings go? Although I suppressed and guided it alone, although it accelerated the evolution of tribes and human races, it may not be a good thing!" Yang Sanyang fell into deep thought.

Tribal struggle for power is a process that must be experienced. Just like Yang Sanyang hunting demon beasts, there is only so much demon beast meat?

Naturally, some people are full of joy, and some people can't share it!

People who can't be separated are angry and dissatisfied, and contradictions happen little by little.

But after all, it was Yang Sanyang who occupied the dominant position and suppressed all the contradictions, as long as he was in one day, no one dared to split the tribe.

"Even you won't talk to me anymore!" Yang Sanyang looked at the ornament in front of him, and there was a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

The loneliness that no one can understand!

"The primitive civilization may have gone wrong from the beginning!" Yang Sanyang pondered on the top of the mountain for a long time this day, and then walked down the top of the mountain with firm steps and slowly came to the stone cave.

He hadn't entered the cave for too long, and the small house he had dug back then had been occupied by a young primitive.

Everywhere Yang Sanyang passed, countless primitive people looked respectful and cast adoring glances.

glanced at the stone cave, and then Yang Sanyang slowly stepped forward, picked up the stone bowl and caught the suspended waterfall, and slowly took a sip.

The spring water is cool, refreshing, and has a sweetness.

Yang Sanyang stood alone in front of the waterfall for a long time, yes I don't know when he came to Yang Sanyang's side, raised his head to look at the waterfall, and then looked at Yang Sanyang's side face, I don't know what to look at.

"Let's go!" After a long time, Yang Sanyang said, and then turned to leave.

Three hundred years later, yes and the female leader, Yong, and a few old people could fully understand any of his words, but the other party couldn't speak.