Chapter 707: A Million-Year Chess Game

Outside the door where the gossip furnace was located, Long Xuhu poked his head out and said to Yang Sanyang, who was closed and cross-legged in the main hall.

The hall was deserted, only the flames in the gossip furnace were scorching and burning, which made the cold hall have a wisp of warmth.

Yang Sanyang sat in front of the main hall, and at this time all his mind sank into the Nine Turns Jindan Avenue, even if there was a Taishang Dharma Minister who personally told and comprehended it for himself, but this thing is like an endorsement, the things in the book are the books after all, even if you memorize them, they are not yours.

Just like cooking, what's the use of memorizing recipes?

You have to go through a thousand trials and a thousand times to master it.

Long Xuhu knew that Yang Sanyang had not been ordinary in the past thousand years, but when it came to barbarian affairs, he didn't dare to make decisions at will.

"Come in!" Just as the dragon bearded tiger was about to retract his head, he heard a sound from inside the hall.

"Yes!" the dragon bearded tiger replied respectfully.

After the dragon beard and tiger left, Yang Sanyang slowly stood up, with a flash of divine light in his eyes, slowly took out the jade cup and stove, and began to make tea: "Dan Dao is really unfathomable, three thousand years of comprehension, but it is just a little fur. ”

While talking, he saw Yang Sanyang's palm stretched out strangely, and with a few strange postures, he grabbed the elixir on one side and threw it into the gossip furnace.

The flames crackled, and the green smoke rose in the gossip furnace, and wisps of fragrance came to the nostrils.

Outside the Nantian Gate

"Come in, then, brute!" came a sound from inside the door.

This is the first time Gao has entered the Nantian Gate, and he has just stepped in with half a foot, and the innate aura that is so thick that it is almost choking comes to his face, making him quite uncomfortable, and he almost coughs out, and he stands there with a red face for a while, constantly straightening out the qi in his body.

"You haven't been to the Thirty-Three Heavens, have you?" Gao Jue said with a smile.

"Yes, the villain has a humble status, where is he qualified to enter the Heavenly Palace!

"Hehe, if Your Majesty had not ruled the world, the Golden Immortal was indeed qualified to enter the Heavenly Palace. But with the unification of the world, even if the Taiyi Golden Immortal has not been summoned, he is not allowed to step into the Heavenly Palace for half a step!" Gao Jue said with a smile: "Where is this, the innate aura of the thirty-three heavens, one of the heavens, is several times richer than the innate aura of the other heavens." In those thirty-three heavens, there are three innate spiritual roots, and the aura is already close to mixed yuan, and you can't practice when you enter it. ”

Gao Wenyan's face was fascinated, his eyes were full of envy, and Gao Jue patted him on the shoulder: "However, you don't have to be too envious, since the archmage is willing to meet you, your kid's good days are coming." ”

"How's the Archmage's temper?" Gao asked tentatively.

"I don't know, where am I qualified to talk to the archmage!" Gao Jue shook his head: "However, in this demon court, His Majesty is the first, and the archmage is undoubtedly the second. Even, as long as the archmage speaks, even His Majesty's golden words will be rewritten. ”

"Such a demeanor, husband, should be like this!" Gao looked envious.

"Hahaha, you kid can only envy! The archmage must prove to be a saint in this life, but a saint seedling!" Gao Jue led him all the way through the layers of heavenly palaces, the looming palace in the aura, Qionglou Yuyu glanced at it, which made people infinitely fascinated.

When he reached the thirty-second heaven, Gao Jue stopped: "Boy, the thirty-three heavens above, only the Demon Emperor and the Grand Mage can live, not me." The dragon beard tiger is waiting for you behind the door, so go over. ”

Gao Wenyan was stunned for a moment, and then bowed to Gao Jue before entering the thirty-third heaven.

"What are you?"

"What are you?"

The two of them spoke in unison, their eyes full of surprise.

Looking at each other, the dragon bearded tiger looked at Gao curiously: "You are the barbarian with the blood of the dragon clan in the nether realm?"

Looking at the monster with dragon whiskers, lion head and tiger body in front of him, Gao didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly bowed: "Gao has seen Your Excellency." ”

"Come with me! I've seen thousands of barbarians, but I haven't seen a mixed-blood barbarian!" The dragon and tiger's claws suddenly stretched out, and while he was not paying attention, he grabbed the opponent's dragon whisker and put it in his hand to observe carefully: "It's really a dragon whisker!"

Gao smiled wryly, but he didn't dare to refute, so he could only lower his head and let the dragon beard pull his beard.

"It's weird! It's weird! There are such monsters in the world!" the dragon beard pulled at the high beard, pulled it off his head, and then let go of his hand, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to frighten you." ”

He said apologies, but there was no apology in his eyes.

"How dare you!How dare you!, but I don't know what position the master has in the Heavenly Palace?" said Gao flatteringly.

Those who can survive in thirty-three days are definitely not easy to match, and they cannot be provoked.

"Come with me!" Long Xuhu snorted, too lazy to pay attention to him, how do you ask him to answer this?

Do you say that you are the mount of the dog brute?

Isn't it humiliating!

Leading Gao all the way back and forth in the Heavenly Palace, the dragon bearded tiger put his hands behind his back and said like a big lord: "Boy, you can't just look at it here, and you can't string it around." This place seems to be defenseless, but there is a star king in the sky on duty, once someone finds you walking around, you will be dead at that time. ”

"How dare the villain mess around," Gao attacked.

"In front is the place where the archmage is, come with me!" The dragon bearded tiger led Gao into the terrain of the Bagua Furnace, and a path went straight beyond the layers of mountains and Yicui, and entered the palace: "Master, the person has arrived." ”

Gao entered the main hall and saw a young man in a gray soap robe sitting in the center of the main hall, quietly making tea. The infinite rhyme rises in the tea, and it seems that there is a mysterious world hidden. Even the qi leaking out of the air can't help but make it feel refreshed, and the whole person seems to have fallen into some kind of epiphany and captured some kind of spiritual opportunity.

It's just that this is not the time for an epiphany, so he forcibly interrupted from that realm, and Gao knelt on the ground with a respectful face: "Descendants of the descendants, descendants of the barbarians: Gao." Meet the ancestors. ”

The words fell, his forehead touched the ground, and he didn't move.

There was silence in the main hall, except for the sound of boiling tea.

The hall of dead silence, for Gao, every minute and every second is infinitely long, and it seems that there are thousands of mountains that want to crush it.

"Barbarian?" After a long time, I heard Yang Sanyang say lightly: "Are you a barbarian, or a dragon?"

"Although the younger generation has the blood of the dragon clan, they are willing to be a member of my barbarian clan! The younger generation cannot decide their own origin, but they can decide their future choices! Although I have the blood of the dragon clan, I am still a member of the barbarian! The younger generation has the blood of the dragon clan, and I can't help myself! How the dragon clan acts, the ancestors of the younger generation cannot resist! I also hope that the human race will be merciful, will not abandon my dragon bloodline, and allow me to return to the barbarian!" Gao Bi said respectfully.

Yang Sanyang looked at Gao lightly with a pair of eyes, and said after a long time: "Dragon bloodline?"

"You are very disgusted with the dragon blood on your body?" Yang Sanyang said unhurriedly.

Gao Wenyan smiled bitterly: "As a barbarian, but the blood is mixed, and the blood of the dragon clan is carried, the disciple ...... Disciple...... I can't get rid of this dragon bloodline!"

"What about the dragon bloodline, what's wrong with the dragon bloodline?" Yang Sanyang asked rhetorically.

"This ......" Gao Wenyan was stunned, the scene in front of him was a little different from what he imagined.

The thoughts in my heart turned a thousand times in an instant, and countless thoughts turned: "Is the ancestor telling the truth, or is he testing me in secret?"

Looking at Gao with a bewildered face, Yang Sanyang picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, and the infinite Dao rhyme was swallowed into his stomach:

"Hehe, An Zhi The dragon bloodline on your body was not secretly designed by me?"

"Huh?" Gao Wenyan was stunned for a moment, his eyes were full of incomprehension, and his face was confused, he was completely stunned at this time.

"If you give up your bloodline, you will be the unfilial heir of my barbarian!" Yang Sanyang sighed and slowly stood up, his eyes full of emotion: "The qualifications of my barbarian bloodline are extremely low, and I don't know how to practice, do you know that you are creating today, how many predecessors envy you, and you can't envy it?"

"Back then, I tried my best to think of a way out for the barbarians, and finally accidentally discovered that although the barbarian bloodline is weak, it can accommodate thousands of bloodlines in the world, and can fuse all the bloodlines in the world into one furnace!" Yang Sanyang looked at Gao with a pair of eyes, and said with a burning gaze: "And the dragon bloodline is just a kind of design I designed back then." If we don't break the shackles of bloodline, my barbarian race will never be able to cultivate, and I will never be able to rise. ”

"Now, do you know the preciousness of the bloodline on your body? It was the opportunity for countless barbarian predecessors to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens!

Gao Wenyan's heart turned electric in an instant, and he was shocked: "Could it be that the hundred clans in the Nether Realm took the initiative to breed barbarians and use barbarians to seize hundreds of millions of mountains and rivers materials, all of which were calculated by the ancestors?

"You're quite smart! What are the billions of mountains and rivers? I have never taken it seriously! As long as the barbarians can rise, there will be countless supplies!" Yang Sanyang said disdainfully.

"Ancestor...... Ancestor ...... Wisdom is profound, calculating and far-sighted, and I admire it!" Gao's eyes were full of shock.

This chess game seems simple, but if it is played carelessly, it will be the disaster of racial overthrow.

"Now, the bloodline of the hundred tribes is there, but the spirit of the barbarians is gone!" Yang Sanyang smiled: "It's better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes." I would rather the descendants of the barbarians soar into the sky and change the state of being turned into ants, rather than sit idly by in the name of the barbarians. When you and other major tribes, the bloodlines of the hundred tribes continue to marry, and the strongest bloodline belonging to my barbarian race will eventually play a role! The glory that belongs to my barbarian race will eventually be regained. ”

Now, his game is over!

Millions of years of waiting, millions of years of humiliation!