"All dead, all dead!" said Dao, wailing like a cuckoo crying blood, and his voice was filled with endless despair.

"How could it be? The Stone Man Clan was blessed by the Phoenix Clan, and how could they all die?" Dao Yuan was shocked when he heard this, and his face showed a shocked expression: "This is impossible! Who dares to offend the crisis of offending the Phoenix Clan and run to embarrass the Stone Man Clan?"

Dao Yuan's first reaction was to not believe it, just looking at Daoyi's grief-stricken expression, it really didn't look like he was lying.

"Senior brother, how can you be sure of the authenticity of this news? Don't be fooled!" Dao Yuan hurriedly stepped forward and spoke gently to comfort him.

"This matter is categorically false, someone from the Phoenix Clan has already sent a message! How can the Phoenix Clan lie to me?" Daoyi was crying, and his voice was full of sadness: "You came at the right time, the foundation of your brother was abolished, and the family was ruined, and the tribe was destroyed, and it was boring to live, so it is better to return the branches of the Tsubaki tree to you, you go and return it to the barbarian of Daoguo, and the province will always teach you to be embarrassed in the future!"

While speaking, Daoyi began to exercise: "For my brother, I will abolish my mana, return the big chun tree to you, and stop myself!

As Daoyi spoke, all the mana around his body poured into the inscription in his hand, and Dao Yuan was so shocked that he hurriedly stepped forward, pressed Daoyi's shoulder, and stopped his movements: "Senior brother, don't do this!"

"Senior brother, you and I have been friends for 100,000 years, don't you still know my intentions? You took care of me and comforted me back then, and now that my senior sister has stepped into the Tao, it is time to repay my senior brother's kindness!" Dao Yuan's gaze was resolute and unquestionable: "Senior brother, if you cut yourself off here, senior sister will never survive, it is better to follow senior brother." ”

"Senior sister!! why did you stop me? Senior brother has now become a waste, and all the fellow disciples in the whole mountain look down on me, thinking that I have dragged you down, and that I have instructed you to steal the elixir in the mountain...... What's the point of me living like this?" "Life is so boring, and living is also a kind of torture. My foundation has been abolished, and I will definitely die under the three plagues, and if you are not dragged down by me, you can continue to live. Just call me dead!"

"Senior brother, why are you so stubborn! How can you give up so easily until the last moment?" Dao Yuan sobbed: "Senior sister has worked very hard to help senior brother find a way to make up for the foundation, if senior brother you isolate yourself from this, what is the point of me living?"

For a while, there was a cry from the top of the mountain, and sobbing spread among the mountains.

Yang Sanyang's peak

Yang Sanyang took the wooden shovel unhurriedly at this time, carefully planting one elixir after another, the blue bird came from somewhere to get the seeds of the elixir, and there were elixirs, which were placed in front of the main hall lushly, waiting for Yang Sanyang's planting.

When asked where she came from, she refused to say, but raised her head arrogantly, her eyes full of pride.

There must be water in the mountains, the peaks of Yang Sanyang, there is also a waterfall behind, and the clear water flow brings infinite vitality to the mountains and forests.

Suddenly, Yang Sanyang paused, seemed to feel something, raised his head to look at the moral peak, stretched out his palm and made a slight calculation: "Are you still restless?

"There are not enough lessons from eating!" Yang Sanyang smiled coldly.

Thinking about it in my heart, I was thinking about how to teach morality a lesson, when I suddenly saw the breeze blowing up, and there was a figure in the courtyard: "Dao Guo, your courtyard dojo is really magnificent, and it is three points more magnificent than the patriarch's preaching place." ”

"I've seen senior brother" Yang Sanyang heard the voice, turned to look at the boy, and said in surprise: "How come senior brother has time to come to me?"

"I don't want to come, but the ancestor summoned you for something, I seem to smell the aroma of wine" The boy rubbed his stomach and looked at Yang Sanyang with blank eyes.

Yang Sanyang smiled, with a move of his palm, a jar of wine paste flew out of the soil, and handed it to the boy: "The ancestor has summoned me too often recently, I don't know what kind of school to recruit me this time." ”

"You'll know when you go" Tong Zizi walked in front with the wine ointment, Yang Sanyang put down the wooden shovel in his hand, and then greeted: "Wa, you continue to cultivate the elixir, I'll go to the patriarch's place." ”

After speaking, regardless of whether Wa in the courtyard heard it or not, followed Tong'er all the way to the patriarch's lecture hall.

When he came to the small courtyard, the patriarch was meditating with his eyes closed, and Yang Sanyang knelt down respectfully: "Meet the patriarch." ”

"You don't have to bow down when you see me in the future" The patriarch opened his eyes and looked at Yang Sanyang.

"Huh?" Yang Sanyang was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly kowtowed: "Ancestor, can the disciple have a place where the ancestor can't live or not, how can he ...... How to ......"

Yang Sanyang was so shocked that his speech was a little incomplete.

The patriarch taught himself the avenue and taught himself the power of his natal supernatural powers, Yang Sanyang's respect for the patriarch was by no means pretentious, but really regarded him as his own teacher.

"I don't know why, but since you preached, you've gotten stronger and stronger, until you go out this time, and when you come back, it's even stronger. Every time you bow down, as a teacher, you feel that the origin is shaken, the foundation is unstable, and your luck is greatly reduced, and you can't eat it all!" The patriarch said while feeling that his old face was a little unbearable, and he scolded with a little annoyance and shame: "After worshipping a few times, your master and my qi will be lost by you, and then it will be the day of death." You unfilial son, why are you so evil?"

It's a long life!

Yang Sanyang somewhat understood, who is he?

Although he is not a saint, he has two saint clones, and his life is unspeakably precious!

"Disciple obeys the patriarch's decree," Yang Sanyang hurriedly said when he heard this.

"Don't hurry up and get up," the patriarch said dissatisfiedly.

"Yes!Yes!Yes!" Yang Sanyang hurriedly got up: "I don't know what happened when the ancestor summoned disciples?"

"You go out all the year round, don't do penance in the mountains, as a teacher, I want to take the school today, you will cultivate" The patriarch looked at Yang Sanyang with a pair of burning eyes.

Yang Sanyang smiled lightly when he heard this, his left hand stretched out, and the void twisted and rippled, so shocked that the patriarch hurriedly looked at it carefully, and said in surprise: "Your spatial Dao attainment is so profound?"

Yang Sanyang smiled shyly, what could he do?

Amitabha's cultivation of the Three Thousand Worlds is an expert in playing with the power of space, and even if he doesn't cultivate over the years, with the blessing of the Fa, his cultivation speed has also increased by a thousand times.

"Ancestor, what do you think?" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"Although the progress is beyond the expectations of the teacher, but you can't be proud, you are just getting started" The ancestor was noncommittal, but the corners of his eyes that kept twitching had betrayed the imbalance in his heart.

"The ancestor summoned his disciples here, I'm afraid it's not just for the sake of examining the school," Yang Sanyang slowly withdrew his palm.

"It's not for the rebel," the patriarch looked embarrassed.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this: "What does the patriarch mean?"

"I have received countless disciples for the teacher, there will always be a few outliers, Daoyi This person is from a large tribe, scheming, he only has 20,000 years to live, if he does anything out of the ordinary, you can bear with him. The living don't have to be angry with the dead, don't you say?" the patriarch looked at Yang Sanyang with burning eyes.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this, and the thoughts in his heart flowed, thinking about the meaning of the ancestor's words: "The moral identity is just a mere son-in-law of the Shiren clan, and now that the Shiren clan has been wiped out, what scruples does the patriarch have? Even if the Shiren clan is not exterminated, the ancestor will not put the stone god in his eyes, right?"

"There are some things that you don't understand! Recently, I have consulted and comprehended the Amitabha Sutra for my teacher, and my cultivation has gained something, and I have noticed that something is wrong, and there seems to be a black hand behind Daoyi who is arranging the layout" The patriarch said with burning eyes: "I don't know what the purpose of the black hand is, and I have never traced the source of the black hand, but the other party is calculating in every way, and I think it will be a plan." Your cultivation is too shallow, don't mix it up indiscriminately, lest you miss the future. ”

Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard this: "There are so many causes and effects behind morality?"

"Alas, but it's also a trouble, the master has already played with the black hand twice, but he can't help the other party" The patriarch shook his head.

Yang Sanyang nodded quietly: "The disciple is awake, it's a big deal to let him score three points in the future." ”

The patriarch looked at Yang Sanyang with a pair of eyes, and after a while, he said, "Seriously?"

"Of course," Yang Sanyang said.

The patriarch nodded: "Then you can rest assured as a teacher." ”

"Disciple retirement," Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

The patriarch nodded, looked at Yang Sanyang's distant back, and was suddenly stunned: "No, the news of the destruction of the Stone People Clan shouldn't have come so quickly, right?"

The patriarch found that this disciple of his own, he was becoming more and more incomprehensible.

Back in the mountains, Wa had already cultivated the spiritual roots in the mountains, and there was a hint of warmth in the monotonous palace.

"Senior brother, are you back?" Wa put down the hoe in her hand: "Senior Sister Daoyuan is waiting for you, you can go in quickly." ”

"Dao Yuan, are you here?" Yang Sanyang's eyes were gloomy, and he said after a while: "I know." ”

As he spoke, Yang Sanyang came to the palace, but saw Dao Yuan looking at the hot spring in a daze.

"How come Senior Sister has time to come here?" Yang Sanyang spoke, interrupting Dao Yuan's contemplation.

"Senior brother, are you back? Your mountain peak is a good place" Dao Yuan smiled a little reluctantly.

"Yes, I think it's good too!" Yang Sanyang came to Dao Yuan's side with a smile: "Senior sister has something to do with me?"

"Can't I come to you if it's okay?" Dao Yuan glared at him, but his black appearance, combined with his skinny skeleton-like face, looked a little terrifying.

"All the things on your mind are written in your eyes. Say, what's the matter with me?" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"I ......" Dao Yuan paused when he heard the words, and he wanted to stop, facing Yang Sanyang's scorching eyes, he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth.

"I'm fine!" the words came to his lips, and Dao Yuan temporarily changed his words.

"Heh~, I know why you came, for that plane tree, right?" Yang Sanyang sighed lightly.

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