Yang Sanyang drove the dragon and beard tiger, followed the sound of chanting, and saw tens of thousands of tree people around a stone tablet from a distance, reciting the "Amitabha Sutra" in their mouths, all of them were pious, and their eyes were full of the light of faith.

"Interesting!"

After watching it for a while, Yang Sanyang didn't say more, turned around and drove the dragon beard tiger, and continued to rush towards Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

Along the way, the chanting continued, and countless tribes, large and small, all participated in the study of the Amitabha Sutra, and the mighty and surging power of faith gathered, all of which were absorbed by the three thousand horizontal sand world behind Amitabha's head.

Amitabha is also constantly reciting scriptures, blessings to believers who participate in the study of Buddhist scriptures, as long as the believers are pious to a certain extent, they will be guided, preached, and preached by Amitabha, and see the Buddha in a fixed state.

"A good "Amitabha Sutra", we have gone all the way, there are countless tribes of all sizes, from large tribes of tens of millions of people to small tribes of dozens of people, all of whom are participating in the study of this scripture. This scripture is the condensation of the saint's fruit of the earth, and it is said that whoever can live a little fur can soar into the sky and have the potential to become holy!" The blue bird chirped in Yang Sanyang's ear: "Little barbarian, have you ever comprehended the Amitabha Sutra?"

Yang Sanyang was in a good mood at this time, and he didn't bother to care about the other party calling himself a little barbarian, but he just looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and the vast faith gathered, and he would wake up with a smile even if he dreamed.

"The Amitabha Sutra is all in my heart, why do you need to attain enlightenment? I have the qualifications of a saint, and following me is a blessing that you have cultivated for several lifetimes......" Yang Sanyang said with a slight show.

"Smack~"

The blue bird's wings twitched on Yang Sanyang's cheek.

"What are you doing! What do you say is good to hit someone and not to slap your face?" Yang Sanyang turned his head slightly annoyed and stared at the blue bird on his shoulder.

"You fool, your qualifications are so low, you dare to dream of the Great Dao of Saints, you can prove that you are a golden immortal in this life, you are already favored by God, I just want to wake you up, lest you fall into the magic obstacle in your delusional mind!"

Yang Sanyang was speechless for a while, he was too lazy to be angry with this tsundere bird now, this bird was so proud that no one would be in his eyes except for the god in the menstrual wheel on his head.

On the 7749th day, on this day, Yang Sanyang suddenly grabbed the hair of the dragon beard tiger, and the dragon beard and tiger retreated to stop, turning his head to look at Yang Sanyang: "Lord, I don't know why I stopped retreating?"

"Hahaha!ha!" Yang Sanyang stroked his chin, the red light between his mouth and nose surged, and the void burned by the scorching qi of the Dao was distorted: "It's done!"

His heart moved, but he saw a pill the size of a peanut spitting out of his mouth and falling into his palm.

The pill was full of golden light, and the treasure light rushed into the sky, so shocked that Yang Sanyang hurriedly used his magical powers to cover up the vision.

Strange to say, as soon as the Dingfeng Pill appeared in the field, all the breezes of Fang Yuanzhang disappeared without a trace, even if it was everyone's movements, there was no breeze rising.

The golden light on the pill flows, crystal clear as if it is a jade, and there are delicate innate lines circulating in it, which are the innate origin of the wind god.

"Good treasure!" the blue bird had quick eyes, his mouth turned into a phantom, and he went to the Dingfeng Pill.

Yang Sanyang clenched his palm and avoided the sneak attack of the blue bird: "This treasure is your nemesis, what do you want it to do?"

"Although this thing is my nemesis, it ...... If I can get it, my progress will be even greater, and it won't take me a hundred years to cross the Golden Immortal and ascend to a higher realm!"

The desire from innate instinct was driving her to seize this treasure, if it weren't for the ban on Yang Sanyang, I was afraid that the two would have fought at this time.

The blue bird's eyes moved away from the Feng Dan, looked at Yang Sanyang with longing, and said hopefully: "That little ...... Small...... Little barbarian, as long as you are willing to lend me this treasure...... I will carry the cause and effect of the branches of the innate sycamore tree for you, and I will definitely let you send it in the future, how about it?"

Feeling the eagerness of the bird, Yang Sanyang smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the bird's head: "This thing is called: Dingfeng Dan." It can determine the power of all the 'winds' between heaven and earth, whether you are the acquired wind or the innate wind, as long as you sacrifice this treasure, the other party will not be able to do anything about you. You have a good eye, this thing is a supreme secret treasure, which is refined with the body of the wind god, contains all the origin of the wind god, and is blessing countless miracles. ”

This time, the blue bird did not refute, and let Yang Sanyang's 'dirty' palm caress his beautiful feathers, just staring at the beads in his hand.

"Dingfeng Pill?" Hearing Yang Sanyang's words, the blue bird's eyes brightened, and he stared at the Dingfeng Pill with a burning gaze, and there was a hint of longing in his eyes.

If she hadn't been able to beat this dog brute, I'm afraid that she would have already made a move, and her face would bloom.

"Hehe!" Yang Sanyang smiled: "Do you want it?"

The blue bird nodded desperately, like a chicken pecking rice, and said crisply: "I want it!"

"As long as you are obedient in the future, this Dingfeng Pill can borrow you to practice, but it's just ......" Yang Sanyang took the opportunity to slap a handful of bird feathers: "In the future, you have to listen to me obediently, and you must not scold me or look down on me, can you do it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

"Hehe" Yang Sanyang smiled, the Dingfeng Pill turned into golden light, and was swallowed by it again, and the anxious blue bird jumped to his feet: "Didn't you say that you lent me the Dingfeng Pill?"

"This treasure has not yet been cultivated, and it will take some time!" Yang Sanyang's brows furrowed, revealing a look of pain: "This thing has been refined by the Liuding Liujia Divine Fire in the Bagua Furnace, and has become a mysterious treasure, but it can't be used yet." It needs to be nurtured with spirit and blood, subduing its edge, and nurturing its spirituality!"

"When the Dingfeng Bead gives birth to spirituality, this treasure will be considered to be completed!" Yang Sanyang sighed: "It's just that the Divine Bead is conceived, just like an old clam with a pearl, full of endless pain." Not to mention the loss of energy and hard work, it will also be shot by the wind and fire in it, and the pain is incomparable. It's like being pregnant in October......"

Yang Sanyang looked at the blue bird and the dragon beard tiger on the side, if it weren't for this step, he really wanted to forcibly stuff the Dingfeng Pill into the two of them, and asked the two of them to bear the pain of pregnancy beads for themselves.

The refining of the Dingfeng Pill to the last step is irreplaceable, no matter who this Dingfeng Pill goes to, as long as it is nurtured by supernatural powers, who will be the master of the Dingfeng Pill in the future.

Otherwise, how could Yang Sanyang have the leisure and elegance to endure this pain?

Fortunately, although it is painful, it is within the scope of patience.

This thing has nothing to do with any state of mind, it has nothing to do with how long you live, pain is pain, at most you can endure it.

"What a mysterious treasure, doesn't it really hurt? You have to hold on!" The blue bird leaned on Yang Sanyang's ear and began to encourage him in a low voice.

Yang Sanyang rolled his eyes, is this still the arrogant blue bird he knows?

"Return quickly, the chaos of the Great Wilderness has now appeared, and the real God and Demon Tribulation will break out in a short time, and no one will be able to stop it at that time, the God Emperor and the Demon Ancestor are fateful calamities!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a solemnity: "When the time comes, the sky will inevitably fall apart, and the outside world is not safe, so it is better to return to the mountains as soon as possible to cultivate." ”

"The point is that the outbreak of the Great Tribulation of Gods and Demons will inevitably cause the Great Wilderness to reduce the number of creatures and affect the collection of the power of my faith. Once the Divine Emperor and the Demon Ancestor decide the winner, there will inevitably be one person who will truly step into the Holy Dao, and at that time, I will not be able to monopolize the world's faith qi, which is also a troublesome problem!" Yang Sanyang frowned, thinking a little headache, and his eyes showed a touch of contemplation: "The Divine Emperor's chances of winning are not high! Compared with the arrogant and lawless nature of the Demon Ancestor, I still like the gentle Divine Emperor." ”

"It's a pity that both of them have heaven and earth fortune to protect their bodies, and their qi is not exhausted, otherwise I can poke them to death with one finger, seal them in the depths of time and space, and get rid of the two great enemies!" Yang Sanyang thought about things in his heart, and he was a little uncomfortable.

The catastrophe of gods and demons will inevitably affect the general trend of the flood in the future, and it is related to every living creature in the great wilderness, and no one can stay out of it.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain wonderland

Back Mountain

Daoyi sat on the bluestone with a dejected face, and beside him was an ancestor of the Shiren clan: "Son, have you done what the old man told you before?"

"Dao Yuan has agreed to my marriage!" Daoyi lowered his head and sighed: "But you also know that I don't like it at all......"

"Don't talk nonsense, this matter was hand-picked by the ancestor back then! Dao Yuan is about your transfer machine, and it is related to your Dao Enlightenment opportunity! If you can marry Dao Yuan, you can steal the heavenly machine, so as to develop the potential in your body, reach the top of the world, and become the top powerhouse in the Great Wilderness!" The old man stared at Daoyi with burning eyes: "The ancestral god is dead, and all the hopes of the entire Shiren clan are pinned on you, and you are not only for yourself, but also for the Shiren clan." ”

"I prefer a comfortable lady, this unruly girl, who has no shape all day long, is like a crazy tomboy, and is definitely not a good match!"

"Right now, no one can save you except Dao Yuan!" the old man said in a low voice: "Although the ancestral god is dead, I am still alive, and I must thoroughly instill and implement the will of the ancestral god." ”

Speaking of this, I saw the old man take off his robe and kneel down at the feet of morality: "I hope that Gongzi is the future trend of my Shiren clan, and he can wronged himself and take care of the overall situation." ”

"Do I have a choice?" said Daoyi shook his head with a wry smile.

He really didn't have a choice!

"I heard that the patriarch erected a stone tablet in front of the mountain gate, on which the Amitabha Sutra was carved, and the previous power was monstrous, and that scripture automatically appeared in my heart. I don't know what the ancestor knows about the origin of the Amitabha Sutra?

The old man shook his head: "I don't know, I just vaguely heard three words, it seems to involve some saint words, but I don't know very well." ”

"Saint, what is that?" Daoyi was stunned.

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