The wine banquet is hearty, and there is finally a time to say goodbye.

Yang Sanyang put his hands behind his back, his eyes were slightly drunk, he leaned in front of the Buddha monument, looked at the back of the red clothes in the distance, and all kinds of feelings poured into his heart inexplicably for a while.

This farewell, meet again, but I don't know what year it is!

Perhaps, he is dead!

Perhaps, he has also suffered a catastrophe and fallen in the great wilderness.

The future is full of uncertainties, but because of this, it makes the future more colorful.

"That's his own choice, we can't help him" The boy staggered and stumbled into the stone tablet, then sat down on the ground, crawled and stood up, and looked at the lonely back in the distance, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes.

"In this life, if you are asked to choose, do you choose to be a moth to the fire and pursue that gorgeous moment, or mediocre and live this ordinary life?" Looking at the marks, it was seven or eight points similar to the boy's teeth.

"Whether it's mediocre or gorgeous for a while, it's just a way to live! What if I choose to live to be gorgeous and colorful until I'm old?" Yang Sanyang spat out domineering words in his slightly drunken mouth.

"What about the God Emperor and the Demon Ancestor, and what about the Three Ancestors of the Dragon and Phoenix Qilin?" Dao Chuan shook his head: "They are all masterpieces of the moment, and they have no scenery, and they have trampled the entire Great Wilderness under their feet. However, compared to the Eternal Wilderness, how small are the people? It is nothing more than a brilliant meteor that has passed through the long river of time, and although we are not as outstanding as the Demon Ancestor and the God Emperor, we still exist forever. Only when you know how to advance and retreat and keep the sky can you exist forever. ”

"The way to view the sky, the way to hold the sky! This is my way! But I have tampered with a world of great controversy, tampered with the fixed number in the underworld, if it were not for the suppression of all kinds of treasures, I would have died long ago. In a sense, how similar am I to the River Styx? I have chosen the most difficult path!" Yang Sanyang slowly closed his eyes: "I have a supreme treasure and a saint clone, who can kill me? Who can bury me? I am immortal and immortal! Even if I go against the sky, what can I do?"

And how?

Not how!

Yang Sanyang is still unhurriedly refining the demon banner in the mountains, preparing for the transformation of the Demon Clan's Heavenly Palace, the Great Wilderness Dou is changing the stars, and the time of ten thousand years is just a snap of a finger. He hadn't been heard from in the wilderness since Styx's departure that year.

In the mountains and forests

Yang Sanyang held a broom in his hand, unhurriedly sweeping the fallen leaves in the mountains, and looked at the mountain disciples in the Lingtai Holy Realm who swallowed the sun and the moon, and there was a trace of remembrance in his eyes.

Thousands of years have passed, and the roots of the losses of the year have still not recovered. The inextinguishable aura was forcibly condensed back then, and the sequelae were finally revealed.

However, he is not in a hurry, because he is now riddled with karma, and it is impossible to break through the Taiyi Wonderful Realm and prove the Taiyi Dao Fruit.

God forbid.

Yang Sanyang's eyes were filled with a flash of divine light, looking at the disciples who came and went in the mountains, and for a while, all kinds of emotions poured into his heart.

Yang Sanyang, who was dressed in a gray soap robe and had a pale face, as if he had been emptied, was inconspicuous in the mountains.

The disciples in the mountain gate who came in the past would never look at him in their eyes, a miscellaneous servant who was only worthy of cleaning the mountains was not worth wasting time on these disciples.

Even, everyone's superfluous eyes will not fall on this sweeping man.

In the cultivation, fighting for the life of heaven and earth, who would pay attention to a miscellaneous servant sweeping the fallen leaves in the mountains?

It's just that there are disciples who have already proved the Heavenly Immortal Fruit Rank may have a doubt in their hearts, this sweeping person, I don't know when he came, but before he entered the mountain gate, he had already begun to clean the fallen leaves in the mountains, and now hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and the disciples in the mountain gate have also died of old age, but it is the sweeping miscellaneous servants, and the youth is still unknown to the invasion of cold and heat.

The patriarch has not been out of the customs for some years, and all the preaching in the mountains is in charge of the Tao.

To tell the truth, it is really useless to use the Tao to spread the Taiyi Dao Fruit to teach a group of heavenly immortals and monks under the heavenly immortals.

However, the wonder of Da Luo, the mystery and the mystery, if you don't sit dry, you can find a wedge, and the Taoist has nothing to do all day long, but it has cultivated three hundred heavenly immortals for Fangcun Mountain.

For hundreds of thousands of years, several batches of disciples have died one after another, and there are only three hundred heavenly immortals, which is indeed not much.

In the distant mountains, in a small building

Dozens of Heavenly Immortal Realm monks sat together, and the mountain steps below were all monks from all walks of life, who had not yet attained the Heavenly Immortal Dao.

At this time, the dozens of immortal monks talked about it again, and spit out a mysterious sound from their mouths, which attracted the light and spiritual qi in the mountains to gather, and helped the immortal Dao underneath to wash their hair and cut the marrow, which was a chance creation.

Yang Sanyang swept the floor while listening to the arguments in the mountains, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking his head, and behind him, a rabbit the size of a wolf dog, with snow-white and crystal hair all over his body, looked extremely cute, and made people hate to go up and give it a hand.

The fallen leaves rolled up, and the rabbit held a broom, and reluctantly followed Yang Sanyang behind him to sweep the fallen leaves on the mountain steps, and only after a long time did he hear the rabbit spit on his saliva: "I'm angry with the rabbit." ”

At this time, the rabbit's expression was very disdainful: "What kind of bullshit is talking about, what kind of crooked reasoning and heresy are said, focusing on supernatural powers, and not cultivating the number of days, after all, it is inferior." ”

"Smack~"

Yang Sanyang's broom slapped on the rabbit's head, and the rabbit staggered: "Don't show off your skills, people's preaching is other people's business, what are you doing?

When the rabbit spirit heard this, he immediately stopped talking, just drooped his ears, followed behind Yang Sanyang, and began to grind his teeth.

At this time, after the sermon in the mountain was finished, I suddenly heard the immortal monk of the day say: "I heard that there are three hundred and sixty-five supreme righteous gods in the Great Wilderness, who control the entire Great Wilderness, divide the region, enjoy the creation of the entire Great Wilderness, and have the blessing of infinite qi, but I don't know how fast the speed of cultivation is under the blessing of that qi. ”

"I've just heard about it, but we've never seen that righteous god, but there are more than 300 god kingdoms in the wild land, ruling all races in the world, but I don't know how majestic the god king in the god kingdom should be!" and a monk from the Heavenly Immortal Realm admired.

"The ancestor is already a true god of Da Luo, and the senior brother, the second senior brother, and the third senior sister are all already Taiyi, Jinxian and the like, and they are many times stronger than the kingdom of God, but I don't know why I live in a corner of Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, and refuse to open the country and move the dynasty" The monk with the realm of heavenly immortals was puzzled.

"Yes, my Lingtai Fangcun Holy Realm is no worse than those god kings, why don't you open up a Yun Dynasty? The ancestor is the true god of Daluo, if he is willing to make a move, how can he stop the power of the ancestor gods? The whole world belongs to my Lingtai Fangcun Holy Realm, we can also get a king!" Some monks were not angry.

"Don't talk nonsense, beware of causing trouble. I have heard that the more than 300 divine kingdoms all belong to a mysterious force--- Heavenly Palace. It is said that the Heavenly Palace is located in the endless void on Buzhou Mountain, there are thirty-three heavens, and the thirty-three heavens live in the demon emperor Taiyi, as well as more than a dozen Daluo true gods, suppressing the world. "The monk of the Heavenly Immortal Realm made a 'silence' gesture.

"Yes, according to my ancestor, Da Luo is divided into three steps, three steps and three heavens, and there are even saints on it who live in the thirty-three heavens, supporting the Heavenly Palace, and no one in the Great Wilderness can shake the power of the Heavenly Palace!" said a monk with a proud face.

"I don't know who the senior brother is?" all the monks looked at the monk one after another.

"Hahaha, the backstage of my clan is the Supreme God Dynasty established by the Void Ancestor, if you want to join the Heavenly Palace, I can recommend you!" The monk smiled proudly.

"It turned out to be a person in the Divine Dynasty, but although the Trapping Ancestor is famous, he may not be able to match the ancestor of my Lingtai Holy Realm, let's stay well in the Lingtai Holy Realm, why do we go to the Trapped Ancestor? If you want to take refuge, you should also take refuge in Taiyi, the Lord of the Heavenly Palace!"

You know the Trapped Ancestor, you are not the Trapped Ancestor, what are you doing?

As soon as these words came out, the monk was speechless, and his body trembled.

"Besides, I have only heard of the wonderful realm of Daluo, but I have never heard of the name of a saint, but I don't know what a saint is?"

"I'm afraid that if this guy didn't make it up for bragging, Da Luo would already be supreme enlightened, where would any saint be higher than Da Luo's true god?"

"Hahaha~"

A burst of laughter erupted in the mountains, but the monk who was trapped in the Void God Dynasty turned red with anger and suddenly brushed his sleeves away.

Justification?

How to justify?

When none of the monks around you know that there are saints, you are talking out of the sky, and you are also a crazy person who makes things up.

It's ridiculous!

When you go against the mainstream, even if you are right, you are wrong!

Like a group of beggars, delusional about what the emperor eats every day, their vision limits their imagination.

A group of Heavenly Immortal Cultivators would never have thought of what a saint meant. The true god of Da Luo is already his unattainable existence, and the supreme god in his mind is stronger than the true god of Da Luo?

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

"Huh~"

The fallen leaves in the mountains were constantly being swept away, and the rabbit spirit pricked up his ears, listened to the laughter in the mountains, glanced at the back in front of him, and then whispered: "Above Da Luo, is there really such a saint?"

Yang Sanyang swept away the fallen leaves unhurriedly, and said slowly: "That person is a spy from the Divine Dynasty, right? Above Da Luo, there are indeed saints. ”

Heavenly immortals, in the Great Wilderness, are definitely the backbone.

"Really?" the rabbit spirit stared wide-eyed, and in his barren head, no matter how he imagined it, he couldn't think of what a saint should look like.

Wowotou, it should be eaten one and thrown away, right?

"Old thing, come and tell me what a saint looks like! As long as you tell me, I will tell you the secret of my immortality!" the rabbit leaned over and smiled flatteringly.