Although the sky has not fallen, it is not much better than the sky falling at this time!

The innate aura of the Great Wilderness World has decreased sharply, which has affected the cultivation and survival of all the great powers above the Heavenly Immortals, if you can't think of a way to contain it, you are afraid that a catastrophe that will sweep all living beings is right in front of you.

When Yang Sanyang rode to Buzhou Mountain on a horse, there were already many figures in Buzhou Mountain, and all the Daluo True Gods had already arrived, exploring the root cause of the abnormal changes in the auxiliary veins of Buzhou Mountain.

Yang Sanyang rode across the crane and landed on the top of Buzhou Mountain, looking at the boiling qi directly into the lower veins of the clouds, his eyes revealing a touch of solemnity.

Although he knew that the matter was serious, he would never have imagined that it would be so serious.

Four auxiliary veins, all springs have collapsed!

Don't say it's him, even if the four great saints come down and join hands with the Demon Ancestor, they will not be able to return to the sky.

"These are the four main veins of the Great Wilderness, how could they suddenly collapse casually?" Yang Sanyang looked at Buzhou Mountain at his feet: "The god is sitting in Buzhou Mountain, and he must know the reason." ”

The words fell, the void distorted, and the hazy back soil of the earthy yellow light slowly walked out of the nothingness.

"As the patron saint of Buzhou Mountain, there are some things that I don't know much or less, and I happen to know some of them. What are you going to ask?" Houtu looked at him with a smile.

It can be seen that Houtu is in a very good mood now.

"Who did it? The four auxiliary veins will never collapse for no reason!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of solemnity.

"Except for that old beast, who else has such a skill!" said Hou Tufeng lightly.

"Qilin King?" Yang Sanyang said tentatively.

"Hmm," Houtu nodded.

"He alone, I'm afraid he doesn't have the courage to do such a thing!" Yang Sanyang suddenly had a flash of lightning in his mind, and the scene of the Qilin King sneakily wanting to kill people at the foot of Buzhou Mountain inexplicably appeared.

At that time, Bai Ze and Long Whisker Tiger thought that they had bumped into a treasure, but in fact, it was the Qilin King digging the leyline spring of Buzhou Mountain.

"The Qilin King alone, I'm afraid he can't do such a thing!Besides, he is not crazy, how could he collapse all the springs of the entire auxiliary vein?" Yang Sanyang was puzzled: "Besides, although the Qilin King is the third step of Da Luo, he doesn't have that strength. To put it mildly, even if a saint comes and wants to collapse these four auxiliary veins, he doesn't have that strength, let alone the Qilin King?"

"What if you add the true spirit of the old turtle?" said Houtu unhurriedly.

"It's not worthy!" Yang Sanyang frowned: "With the two of them, it can't be done at all! Among them, there must be other powers!"

"It's a black cauldron! My black cauldron! My black cauldron! Old ancestor, I'm really miserable this time, I actually provoked such a moth! That turtle prime minister's true spirit is not good to stay in Beihai and run to Buzhou Mountain to do something!" Suddenly, a wolf crying and howling sound sounded, Bai Ze rushed out of Yang Sanyang's sleeve, stood on the top of the mountain and looked down at the boiling four auxiliary veins, and couldn't help but feel sad from it, and for a while the old tears were rampant: "Evil! Ancestor, I really made a sin this time! How can such a thing also be bumped into by me!"

Bai Ze's voice was full of pathos, crying so much that his body was constantly twitching, and the overwhelming karma of karma rolled up from nowhere, and swarmed towards Bai Ze.

Indeed, it is a sin!

"Help me!" Bai Ze rushed towards Yang Sanyang like a happy man.

"Go, go, give me death!Give me death!" Looking at the causal karma that rushed in, Yang Sanyang only felt that his scalp was numb, and he wanted to take Bai Ze out of his arms, but Bai Ze was like a dog skin plaster, sticking to him and refusing to go down.

It's not that he's afraid of the karma, it's just that he's just subconsciously fearful of the karma.

Whose cause and effect is whose cause and effect, even if you throw yourself into someone else's arms, it is useless.

Seeing that the infinite cause and effect was about to be poured into Bai Ze's body, he saw Bai Ze beckoning in the direction of the North Underworld: "Black Cauldron!"

"Whoosh~"

In the direction of the North Underworld, the void was distorted, and a black cauldron rolled up from the back of the turtle prime minister, turning into the size of a basin, distorting the void in an instant, descending on the top of Buzhou Mountain, and enveloping Bai Ze.

The infinite karma descended, and the black cauldron seemed to turn into a bottomless black hole at this time, absorbing the karma full of karma in a snap of a finger.

This kind of operation is simply blind to Yang Sanyang's dog eyes, even if it is Houtu, at this time, he is firmly staring at the black pot in Bai Ze's hand, refusing to move half a point, as if it is stuck to it.

Bai Ze didn't pay any attention to the eager gazes of the two, and just stretched out his hand to caress his black cauldron, at this time, the black cauldron had been completely repaired, and he could no longer see the half-split marks.

"It's a pity, it's still a little bit, but in the future, with your kid, there will be all kinds of bad luck, and there will be opportunities to mend it!" Bai Ze played with it for a while, and then said with regret on his face.

"Ancestor, what was your karma before?" Yang Sanyang hugged Bai Ze and asked tentatively.

"What's the matter, my black cauldron eyes are hot for my ancestor?" Bai Ze looked sideways at Yang Sanyang, and kept throwing the black cauldron in his hand up and down.

"It's indeed a good object," Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"Hehe, a good object is a good object, but it's a pity that this treasure is not something that anyone can accept!" Bai Ze swallowed the black cauldron in one gulp, then patted his chest, and said with palpitations: "Fortunately, my black cauldron has been repaired for eight or nine points, otherwise it will be troublesome, and it will definitely not be able to resolve such a huge amount of karmic karma." ”

Thinking in his heart, he turned his head to look at the strange gaze of Houtu, and couldn't help but tremble: "Don't even think about it! Besides, if my baby was in his prime, I might have been able to give it a try, but now! no! absolutely not!"

Hou Tu's eyes darkened when he heard this, and he turned his head to look into the distance, the breeze blew his clothes, the dark fragrance fluttered, and he was silent for a long time.

"How to clean up the situation now?" Yang Sanyang didn't ask Bai Ze why he pulled the black cauldron back at this time, because he knew that although Bai Ze was unreliable, he was still very reassuring. The other party chose to withdraw the treasure at this time, and there must be his own reasons.

"The Great Wilderness is changing, if you want to get through the difficulties, there may not be no solution, as long as you find the innate spiritual root, the only role of the innate spiritual root is to give birth to innate spiritual energy. One innate spiritual root is enough for the daily use of ten Great Luo True Gods, and the consumption of meditation and cultivation can extend the lifespan!" Hou Tu looked sideways at Yang Sanyang, his eyes full of weirdness.

Yang Sanyang does not lack innate spiritual roots, Yang Sanyang stole the Bodhi tree of the Demon Ancestor back then, and everyone in the Great Wilderness knows it. After that, Houtu took action and helped Yang Sanyang steal three innate spirit roots of the three clans, counting that he had at least four innate spirit roots on his body, which was enough to feed dozens of Da Luo true gods.

"How can it have such a miraculous effect?" Yang Sanyang was stunned.

"What's more, the fruit produced by that innate spiritual root is enough to supply the consumption of ten thousand years of vitality for the Great Luo True God, and it is even more wonderful!" Hou Tu smiled lightly.

"That's good! That's good! We may lack everything, but we don't lack the innate spiritual root!" Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief at this time.

"There are also a lot of innate spiritual roots in the Great Wilderness, if you rummage carefully, it is no problem to make up ten, it is enough to feed the Golden Immortals, Taiyi, Da Luo and the like in the Great Wilderness!" Bai Ze breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Sanyang was not as optimistic as Bai Ze, and for a while he only felt solemn in his heart, as if he had pressed a big stone.

In the great wilderness, whoever has the innate spiritual root in his hand will master the general trend of the wilderness and the source of the ten thousand laws of all beings.

This is a big test for Tiangong.

If Tiangong wants to maintain its position as the overlord, it must have at least two innate spirit roots to support the various high-spirits of today.

It is necessary to have three innate spiritual roots in order to maintain the position of the overlord and maintain the hearts of the people.

"Taiyi has a Fusang, where are you looking for two innate spirit roots? I'm afraid there will be trouble!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of solemnity, and he looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, sweeping back and forth in the Buzhou Mountains, constantly exploring the source of the earth's leylines, and the Daluo True Gods showed a trace of worry in their eyes.

"Don't work to respect God, there are still some things to be handled in the future!" Yang Sanyang hugged his fist at Houtu, made a farewell salute, and then drove the streamer into the sky, and disappeared in an instant.

Looking at Yang Sanyang's distant back, Houtu shook his head: "Taiyi has usurped the general trend of the Ten Fierce Immortals of Taiyi, even if you keep running for Taiyi, how long can you hold on?"

Not under the mountain

Taiyi stood with the God of Space, the Patriarch and others, constantly exploring the source of the four auxiliary veins.

Seeing Yang Sanyang riding across the horse, the faces of the gods suddenly turned cold, and they couldn't help but snort coldly.

Yang Sanyang's eyes wandered, and fell on the Demon Ancestor, and he had the intention to stimulate the other party for a few words, but now the timing was not right, and he didn't bother to be angry with the other party, so he went straight to Taiyi's side.

"Are you here?" Taiyi looked at him with burning eyes.

Yang Sanyang shook his head

When Taiyi saw this, his face was disappointed, and his eyes were full of helplessness: "Such a natural disaster has swept through the entire Great Wilderness, but I don't know what to do! The innate vitality between heaven and earth is constantly decreasing, and sooner or later there will be a big chaos." ”

"Your Majesty, don't worry! I have a plan to help Your Majesty calm down the trouble!" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"You have a plan, why don't you hurry up!" Taiyi looked at him with burning eyes.

Yang Sanyang smiled, beckoned to Taiyi, and then whispered in his ear.

"Really?" Taiyi's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"You can't fake it!" Yang Sanyang said.

Hearing this, Taiyi clenched his fists, stood on the top of Buzhou Mountain and said silently, and said after a long time: "This emperor still has important matters, and he needs to return to the Heavenly Palace for a walk, and this place will be presided over by all Taoist friends!"

The words fell, and Taiyi had turned into a golden rainbow and disappeared without a trace.

"What did you say to Taiyi, why did Taiyi rush back in such a hurry?" the patriarch came to Yang Sanyang's side.

"The way to resolve the calamity!" Yang Sanyang looked at the ancestor and whispered again.