Chapter Seventy-Five: Cultivation is Difficult!
Seeing Yang Sanyang sit down, the patriarch slowly touched his beard, and a pair of eyes showed a contemplative look: "This monkey really opened his mind, but his mind is too weak to withstand the power of the divine text, and if he lets his immortal muscles and jade bones, it will be wasted." But since I admit that Taiyi is in love, I have formed a cause and effect with this monkey, so I should take care of it. ”
The patriarch who was sitting on the main seat above slowly retracted his gaze, and began to preach the Great Dao in his mouth, and there was no golden lotus pouring out of the sky, but it was also extraordinary, and the voice directly entered the depths of people's souls, and they couldn't help but make their hearts vibrate like morning bells and twilight drums.
Everyone listened to it fascinated, but for Yang Sanyang, it was useless, let the sound be like a morning bell and a dusk drum, but he didn't understand it, he just thought it sounded good, so he could only sit there and be anxious.
While preaching the Great Dao, the patriarch glanced at the disciples in the field, and finally his eyes fell on Yang Sanyang, looking at the sweat stains on the other party's forehead, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Is it really not good?"
Half a day later, after the sermon was finished, all the disciples woke up and saluted respectfully to the patriarch: "Disciples, thank the patriarch for preaching." ”
The patriarch nodded slightly, then looked at Dao Yuan, and took out an unknown leather from his sleeve: "There are 48,000 mantras of my Shinto, you give this book to that little monkey to teach enlightenment, there must be no mistakes!"
"Disciple obeys!" Dao Yuan hurriedly stood up and respectfully took the leather and held it in his hand.
Seeing that the patriarch slowly stood up and left, leaving all the disciples looking at Yang Sanyang with curiosity on their faces, their eyes showing interest.
"The ancestor treats this monkey so well that he even gives him a seat!" the second senior brother looked surprised.
"This monkey immortal muscle and jade bone is just lacking in mind and doesn't know the divine script, otherwise the qualifications are even stronger than you and me!" The third senior brother smiled and said: "It's a pity, this is a natural defect of the race, and no one can reverse it, even if the gods make a move." ”
Everyone showed a scorching light to Yang Sanyang, and the Dao Yuan showed a bad look: "Oh no, I'm afraid that your senior brothers have a mind and want to trick this little monkey back to breed, this little monkey is so clever and cute, you must not teach your senior brothers to succeed." ”
"Ahem!" Dao Yuan coughed violently, slowly stood up and said: "Senior brothers, this little monkey is a thing with a master, I picked it up from the bottom of the mountain, if any senior brother dares to abduct my baby, don't blame my senior sister, I will be merciless." ”
When everyone heard this, their bodies trembled, and then there was a dry cough, and there was a trace of embarrassment in their eyes, and the second senior brother smiled dryly:
"Senior sister, you are living the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, are we that kind of person?"
"That's it, that's it, how dare I get involved?" the third senior brother hurriedly agreed.
"It's good that you didn't have that thought, this little monkey is so clever, it's not easy to open the spiritual intelligence, you can't let you wait to destroy it, and trick you back to the tribe to be a stallion!" Dao Yuan rolled his eyes.
"Senior sister, I won't deceive him, but if he is willing to leave a bloodline for me and other departments, senior sister can't stop him!" said the fourth senior brother with a grin.
Hearing this, Dao Yuan frowned and wrinkled his nose: "Senior brother, you can't be bad to him." ”
"Hahaha, there is a senior sister covering, the monk of Fangcun Mountain on the Lingtai dares to touch half of his hair, and the senior sister is too worried!" The fourth senior brother laughed, and the senior brothers laughed back and forth.
"Hmph, you all bully me, look at me and make you look good in the future!" Dao Yuan said and pulled Yang Sanyang up, then turned around and walked out of the main hall.
"This girl, who has been crazy all day long, has encountered something interesting this time, how can it be so easy to let go! We want to trick that little monkey in her hands, I'm afraid it's difficult!" The third senior brother touched his chin.
"Difficult? I don't think it's hopeful at all! That girl actually hung the jade cicada on the little man's neck, if we dare to deceive the little monkey, we can't hide the girl's perception!" The second senior brother shook his head and walked out of the hall unhurriedly: "I'll go to cultivate, you senior brothers are free." ”
Let's say that Yang Sanyang turned all the way with the Dao Yuan, and he always felt that there was something wrong with those monks' eyes looking at him, which made people's hearts furious.
It's a pity that Bai Ze is angry with himself, otherwise he can ask what the situation is.
All the way back to the cave, Dao Yuan stuffed the leather scroll given by the ancestor in his hand into Yang Sanyang's hand: "This thing can only be understood by yourself, I want to teach you, but I can't do it." Whether you can learn the divine script or not depends on the creation of you, a little monkey. ”
Dao Yuan ravaged Yang Sanyang for a while, and then sat cross-legged to the side and began to meditate and practice.
Yang Sanyang looked at the leather scroll in his hand, and after slowly opening it, his expression moved the next moment: "Shenwen?"
At a glance, the flow of the divine text is uncertain, and the evolution is endless, which is dazzling, not to mention enlightenment, and you will feel dizzy at just one glance.
"No matter how difficult it is, I also want to comprehend this divine text!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of perseverance, and he sat alone in the corner, holding up the leather scroll and watching it slowly.
He didn't dare to look at it more, only looking at one rune at a time, but the meaning of the rune changed so fast that he couldn't catch it at all. Even if you can remember it, the next moment the rune changes a mystery, and after a while, you understand a new meaning, but you forget the mystery you remembered before.
"This is the congenital deficiency" Yang Sanyang After more than 300 years of pondering, he gradually realized some truths: "This is like the computer hard disk of later generations, how big is the memory after leaving the factory, how big is it, his own memory is only 200 G, but this divine text is tens of thousands of G, how to remember?"
"Hardware is insufficient! Unless I can find a way to improve my foundation and change my innate potential, it is almost impossible to comprehend this divine text!" Yang Sanyang's face showed a contemplative expression, and his eyes showed a solemnity: "What should I do?
Yang Sanyang pondered the Divine Text, thinking about the matter of improving the Divine Text, and then shook the back basket ornament on his chest: "Ancestor, is there a way to improve my innate heritage, so that I can learn the Divine Text smoothly?"
"If you want to improve your innate essence, that's simple, as long as you can kill an innate god and then swallow the other party's origin, you can take his place!" Bai Ze's voice sounded in his ears.
Killing the gods?
Yang Sanyang was speechless and rolled up the leather roll, "That's it, just because I didn't say it." ”
"Ancestor, I always felt that there was something wrong with the eyes of those guys in the hall looking at me, which made people a little hairy......" Yang Sanyang was at a loss in his heart.
"Hehe, good thing! Good thing! Don't worry!" Bai Ze sat in the basket and combed his hair unhurriedly.
"A good thing, I don't know what a good thing it is?" Yang Sanyang hurriedly asked.
"Hehe!" only laughter was in response to him, and Bai Ze didn't pay attention to him.
After a while, Yang Sanyang made no progress in comprehending the divine text, but Lingtai Fangcun Mountain gradually became a little familiar, and the whole mountain knew that the little junior sister had received a pet, which caused countless people to watch, and the gaze of the monkey made him feel angry, but he was helpless.
Slowly walking down the steps, Yang Sanyang's movements suddenly stopped, and a familiar figure in the distance was sweeping the fallen leaves, Yang Sanyang's heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly jumped over the steps and walked up.
"Hey, it's you, little barbarian, isn't Senior Sister Dao Yuan here?" Dao Xing's eyes scanned the surrounding mountains and rivers, and then showed a look of fear.
Yang Sanyang looked at the broom in Daoxing's hand, smiled at Daoxing, snatched the broom in his hand, and swept the fallen leaves for him.
"Hey, you little monkey really has some doorways!" Dao Xing looked at Yang Sanyang who was sweeping the fallen leaves, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "I am at the bottom of the door, except for the Dao Yuan, I am the youngest, the senior brothers bully me, and the work of cleaning the fallen leaves in the entire mountain is mine." Daoyuan junior sister is lawless, favored by the patriarch, and the senior brothers bully the soft and afraid of the hard, but they don't dare to embarrass the junior sister, just embarrass me. If you are willing to sweep the fallen leaves for me every day, I will give you spiritual fruits to eat to help you accumulate spiritual warmth and nourish your body. ”
Dao Xing looked at Yang Sanyang who was sweeping the fallen leaves with a pair of eyes, and took out the red fruit in his hand, and there was a strange fragrance in the air, which attracted Yang Sanyang's attention.
Then he pointed to the broom, pointed to the steps of the mountain road, and then pointed to the spiritual fruit in his hand.
"Deal!" Yang Sanyang nodded fiercely, then took the fruit in Dao Xing's hand, rolled up the broom and began to sweep the fallen leaves.
A broom is not a broom, but a tree that is used as a broom.
Dao Xing looked at Yang Sanyang who was sweeping the steps with a pair of eyes, and suddenly his eyes turned: "In the future, if I hire this little monkey to clean the steps every day, I can save most of my time to practice." Although the spiritual fruit is precious, the time I spend cultivating is even more precious. ”
Yang Sanyang swept the fallen leaves, Dao Xing stood in the distance and watched for a while, and after seeing that Yang Sanyang did not walk away, he turned around and left.
"This fruit is unusual!" Yang Sanyang took the fruit and ate it unhurriedly, the entrance was extremely crisp, with a strong foreign fragrance, which entered the abdomen and turned into a rolling air current, washing and cutting the marrow.
"It's delicious!" Yang Sanyang shook his head and continued to lower his head to sweep the fallen leaves.
"I said, boy, you didn't go to the Shenwen to comprehend the Divine Script, and you came here to sweep the floor, could it be that your brain burned out?" Bai Ze complained in his back basket.
"I think, where is it so simple to comprehend the divine text, I will get dizzy after looking at it for a while, it is better to come out and breathe!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of helplessness, he actually had other thoughts, Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is the residence of the gods, will there be any innate spiritual objects that change their qualifications?
I often walk in the mountains, if I can find any clues, when the time comes, swallow one or two, wouldn't it be wonderful?
This is the abode of the gods, how can there be no treasures?
None of the innate spiritual roots in the novels of the previous life have the effect of reversing the qualifications.
This is the abode of the gods, so it's good to try your luck!