After thinking about it, he couldn't find an innate spirit treasure suitable for Fu Xi, although he had a treasure himself, it was not suitable for others.

His fingers tapped lightly on his eyebrows, and all kinds of thoughts flowed in his heart, and before he knew it, the seventy-seven forty-ninth day had quietly come.

"Boy, the forty-ninth is here!" Bai Ze suddenly came out of the room, leaning on the door frame and shouting at Yang Sanyang.

He didn't care if the jade bottle was practiced, what he cared about was whether he could study the gossip furnace.

Yang Sanyang slowly walked into the room, at this time the flame in the gossip furnace had been extinguished, Yang Sanyang made a move with his palm, only to see a white light in the Dan furnace jump, and a white jade net bottle with a faint light fell in the palm of his hand.

The texture of the jade bottle is delicate, it looks as if it is an ornament, and there are ripples flowing in it, and the water is reflected in the mouth of the jade bottle.

"It can only be regarded as a preliminary practice, and it can be regarded as a void in it, and it can continuously derive nectar, but the speed of this derivation is not flattering!" Yang Sanyang sensed slightly, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes: "However, I don't need to worry too much, as long as the jade net bottle continues to produce nectar in the future, the nectar will continue to refine the entire jade net bottle from the bottle, and constantly improve the essence of the jade net bottle." ”

"It's done?" Bai Ze looked at the jade bottle in his hand with blank eyes.

Yang Sanyang nodded: "The gossip furnace will be borrowed from you for the time being." ”

After speaking, Yang Sanyang held the jade bottle and walked towards the lobby.

Bai Ze hurriedly followed behind Yang Sanyang, pulled up the ears of the dragon bearded tiger, and walked towards the front yard in the sound of the dragon bearded tiger's wailing.

Dao Yuan lay in the lobby, and a wisp of green smoke rose from the incense burner, wrapping around its body and protecting the last wisp of vitality.

"The saints came, and the nectar was poured out. It can resurrect the dead and derive flesh and blood, although he is an innate bloodline, he is still in the Heavenly Dao, under the cycle of the law!" Yang Sanyang held the jade net bottle in his left hand, and his right hand hovered over the jade net bottle for a while, casting a magic trick, and the next moment I saw wisps of water vapor flying out of the jade net bottle, drilling towards the mouth and nose of the Dao edge.

This is the nectar from the Heavenly Dao! The dead can be resurrected, let alone stabilize the Dao Divine Soul?

With the moistening of nectar, I saw that the skeleton-like body was gradually filled at this time, as if it was filled with gas, and in the blink of an eye, flesh and blood were derived, and a living beauty was lying there quietly.

Looking at the process of the derivation of Dao Yuan's flesh and blood, Yang Sanyang was suddenly stunned, as if he had some understanding, and some seemed to have no understanding!

Yang Sanyang slowly closed his eyes and fell into deep thought. The jade net bottle was taken away by Bai Ze, and he kept looking at it in his hand.

"Red face and dry bones, nothing more than this!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of thought.

There was a loud sound, and Dao Yuan slowly opened his eyes at this time, looking at the figures in the field, and the pupils of his eyes were blank for a while.

"Senior sister, are you okay?" Yang Sanyang stretched out his hand and waved in front of Dao Yuan.

"Where is this? Am I not dead?" Dao Yuan slowly sat up and looked at the hall in front of him.

"With me here, how can I let you die?" Yang Sanyang said with a smile: "Are you okay now?"

"What about the fire beads?" Dao Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly touched his waist.

"Don't look for it, the Fire Bead is here with me!" Yang Sanyang rolled his eyes helplessly, and then reprimanded: "Why are you so reckless? ”

Bian Wa pursed her lips when she heard this, turned her head away, and muttered: "Sour! sour!"

Dao Yuan was silent when he heard this, lowered his head and stopped talking, but fell into silence quietly.

"Are you alright?" Yang Sanyang said worriedly.

Dao Yuan shook his head: "I want to be quiet!

Yang Sanyang nodded, motioned for everyone to go out, and left Dao Yuan alone in the main hall.

"This bottle is really a good treasure, but it's a pity that I can't understand the wonderful pharaoh ancestor inside, you must teach me when you have time!" Bai Ze reluctantly handed the bottle to Yang Sanyang, and then turned around and walked towards the main hall: "I'd better go study the gossip furnace." ”

"Senior brother, there seems to be something wrong with Senior Sister," Wa said worriedly.

Yang Sanyang shook his head: "Enlightened! I saw the light of enlightenment in her eyes!"

"You better go to cultivate, the next fires and thunderstorms are not simple!" Yang Sanyang sighed, touched the hair on the top of the little radish's head, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Wa dissatisfiedly opened Yang Sanyang's salty pig hand, and then walked to the backyard angrily.

Dao Yuan sat in the house for three months, and Yang Sanyang stood under the peach tree for three months. Until one morning, a wisp of purple air from the east rose high, shone into the courtyard, broke the wallpaper, and threw it into the house.

Squeak~

With a soft sound, the door opened, and Yang Sanyang hurriedly turned around, only to see that Dao Yuan had already walked out of the house.

"Senior sister......" Yang Sanyang spoke.

"I want to go back to the mountains for a walk!" Dao Yuan said in a low voice, interrupting Yang Sanyang's words.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this, and then the Taiji diagram turned into a golden bridge and inserted it into the void in the underworld.

Dao Yuan stepped forward slowly, grabbed Yang Sanyang's wrist, and acted like a bird: "Let's go!"

Yang Sanyang was stunned for a moment, looked at the smiling Dao Yuan, and then followed it into the golden bridge and walked towards the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is still the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, but the main peak has been moved away by the ancestor with great mana and great magical powers, leaving an empty land.

The peaks of the road still exist, and even the canyon where sake brewing and seclusion used to exist still exists, but now it is a mess.

The monks of the Qilin clan have withdrawn!

The edge of the road got off the golden bridge and walked all the way to the back mountain, and the peach blossom forest that had been dead for three thousand miles had all died.

"It's a pity!" Dao Yuan stood in front of the peach blossom forest, looking at the three thousand miles of peach blossom forest, and stood in a daze for a long time, before he looked sorry and sad.

"Unexpectedly, the Qilin clan actually cut off the leylines here!" Yang Sanyang flicked his fingers, a little nectar sprinkled, and in an instant, the dead wood came to life, and the three thousand miles of peach blossom forests bloomed together, and they came back from the dead and turned into demon peach blossoms.

"Senior brother is a good means!" Dao Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said with emotion: "Dead wood can be spring, so what about after death?"

"If you have a body and a little soul, you can reunite your soul!" Yang Sanyang said in a low voice.

"It was I who implicated all the fellow disciples in the mountains, and the ancestor who harmed me went away, I am a sinner in the mountains!" Dao Yuan slowly lowered his head, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"The ancestor said, that is a fateful catastrophe, senior sister does not have to be sad!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

"Isn't it sad? How do you tell me not to be sad?" Dao Yuan walked towards the peach blossom forest, only to see the peach blossom miasma in the void avoided, and the plane tree was still fiery red.

Dao Yuan stood under the plane tree, stretched out his hand and gently touched the plane tree, and looked at the fiery red plane leaves with a pair of eyes, and couldn't help but fall into contemplation and confusion.

Yang Sanyang stretched out his hand to take the leaves on the plane tree, and for some reason, he always felt a little uneasy.

This wisp of uneasiness, he didn't know where it came from.

"My life is a tragedy! I am a cowardly and incompetent person, and I am afraid of failure! My heart is full of hatred! I dare not recall the past! I dare not recall the murderous revenge of my parents!" Two lines of hot tears slipped down Dao Yuan's eyes.

"It's all gone, it's still too late. As long as Senior Sister works hard to cultivate, this hatred can be resolved after all" Yang Sanyang patted Dao Yuan's shoulder.

"All my life, I have been a fool! I have been a shrunken turtle for 100,000 years! If my parents knew that I was like this, I am afraid that they would hate to slap me to death! Life is torture for me! Endless torture! The wails of my parents before they died, the contempt of the Qilin clan, and the cynicism of the Phoenix clan, made me unable to practice all night! Two lines of blood and tears slipped from Dao Yuan's eyes, and his voice began to be hoarse: "I am just an ominous person! The ancestor was killed by me and went away, and you were killed by me and lost your treasure and took away your qi. The birds and beasts of the Nuoda Mountain Gate are scattered, all because of me!

"The patriarch won't blame you! I won't blame you either! As for the disciples in the mountain gate, they are just floating dust, and they will disperse sooner or later. For hundreds of millions of years, the patriarch has received countless disciples, and he is not the only one who can be left?"

"My parents died because of me, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain suffered a catastrophe because of me, and all my brothers and sisters were implicated because of me! My life is full of pain, and I have never been happy! I actually fell in love with the son of the enemy! I hate to kill myself in the past! I hate to be wiped out and my soul is scattered!"

Dao Yuan was crying, turned around and threw himself into Yang Sanyang's arms: "I hate it! I hate myself for being incompetent! I hate myself for being cowardly and incompetent! I hate myself for implicating a group of people! I am a tragedy, I wanted to die, why do you have to save me?"

Yang Sanyang was silent for a long time when he heard this, and then whispered in his ear: "You never know what you mean to me! You are my light! The light of hope in my life!"

Dao Yuan's body paused, raised his head and looked at him seriously, unprecedentedly serious, as if he wanted to see through every inch of his skin, every pore, to see through his bones!

"The patriarch said that you will definitely prove Da Luo in this life, even if it is the legendary holy position, it is very likely!" Dao Yuan suddenly spoke, and his voice was full of inexplicability.

Dao Yuan slowly lowered his head, then suddenly raised his head and kissed Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang was stunned, feeling the softness and sweetness on his lips, and before he could react, he was pushed to the ground by Dao Yuan the next moment.

"Are you crazy? Are you sick again?" Yang Sanyang fixed Dao Yuan's head with both hands, his eyes were full of astonishment, and he carefully probed his spirit.

"Smack~"

Dao Yuan opened Yang Sanyang's palm and ripped his belt open: "I'm not crazy! I just want to vent! That's all!"

After speaking, Dao Yuan pounced again.

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