The three treasures of spirit and spirit are the foundation of a monk, and are the composition of the soul.

Since she wanted to truly control this person, Yang Sanyang certainly would not choose to integrate his own means into the branches of the big tree tree in his body, but directly integrate it into the three treasures of his spirit.

The big toon tree can be deprived of Dharma images. However, the three treasures of essence, energy, spirit and spirit are the foundation of human beings, and once they are deprived of them, they will undoubtedly die.

When the talismans were entered into the body, Daoyi had already noticed something was wrong at that moment, but unfortunately he could not distract himself at all, so he could only passively accept it.

Not far away, in the Peach Blossom Forest, the seal technique in Yang Sanyang's hand continued to change, controlling the rune to invade the moral soul. In the blink of an eye, the whole rune dispersed and merged with the soul in his body, and there was no other difference.

Daoyi wanted to speak and yell, which attracted Daoyuan to help him, but at this time his qi was disordered and he could not even move a finger, let alone speak?

Looking at the two figures under the sycamore tree, Yang Sanyang sighed and said, "Let's go."

"I'm afraid the secret of the sycamore tree cannot be hidden from morality." The moon god's body flowed and sank into the jade hairpin above Yang Sanyang's head.

"I know! Daoyuan is destined to be eaten by Daoyi, what can I do? With Daoyuan's nature, he will fight this matter for me, and this matter cannot be involved in me!" Yang Sanyang returned to the valley, dug out a jar of wine from the soil and drank silently.

In the distance, Wa, Long and Hu and others all poked their heads out, and looked at Yang Sanyang sitting there with a gloomy aura from afar, and they didn't dare to come over.

Anyone can see that Yang Sanyang is in a bad mood at this time!

Not ordinary bad!

"You have lost your appointment!" Yang Sanyang sighed, and then leaned on Qingshi to fall asleep in a drowsy way.

Day 2

When Yang Sanyang woke up, his big black eyes were leaning in front of him and staring at him left and right.

"Why do you drink so much wine?" Daoyuan swept across the wine jar on the ground and couldn't help but lick his red lips.

Yang Sanyang remained silent and said nothing. He really didn't want to talk to Daoyuan at this time, and he was very angry.

With his fingers gently tapped his knee, Yang Sanyang ignored Daoyuan and looked at the blue sky and white clouds.

"Okay, don't be angry, it's me that's not good. I shouldn't have yelled at you last night!" Daoyuan came up, grabbed Yang Sanyang's arm, and shook it gently: "Little Monkey, don't be angry, okay?"

Yang Sanyang never said much when he heard this, but he still had that expression.

"Oh, you dead monkey, you are actually showing your face to me. I was just so angry at that time." Daoyuan stretched out his hand and grabbed Yang Sanyang's ears. A strange look appeared in his eyes. He straightened his head and looked at each other.

"What are you here to do?" The handwriting in front of Yang Sanyang flashed.

"I'll apologize to you. I was bad last night!" Daoyuan whispered: "Just forgive me. You don't know how important Brother Fourth is to me."

Yang Sanyang refused to comment: "Is there any?"

His eyes seemed to be clear lake water, and it seemed to be a mirror, hiding the most secret thoughts deep in people's hearts, and they could see them at a glance.

"No...no..." Daoyuan showed a guilty look on his face, and then shook her head decisively. She brought Daoyi into the formation last night, and with the help of the sycamore tree healing, she could not tell her even if she killed her.

"It's really gone?" Yang Sanyang looked at Daoyuan.

"No more!" Daoyuan nodded with certainty.

Yang Sanyang smiled when he heard this, lay lazily on the bluestone, looking at the scorching sun in the sky: "Only this time, I won't be the case."

I don’t know whether it was Daoyuan’s roar last night or that Daoyuan introduced Daoyi to the sycamore tree.

"Yeah!" Daoyuan had already noticed something was wrong, so he could only nod his head obediently and said angrily: "You... do you know everything?"

"You know everything you should know, but you still don't know what you shouldn't know!" Yang Sanyang said ambiguously.

"Little Monkey, don't think about it in the future. I will never marry you no matter what!" Daoyuan whispered.

A bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Yang Sanyang raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky. No one saw the bitter curve at the corner of his mouth.

He suddenly remembered a story he had seen in his previous life, saying that a devil was tied into a bottle and threw it into the bottom of the river. The devil endured the pain of being sealed day and night. In the first hundred years, he secretly swore that anyone who could save him would give him immortality.

The first hundred years passed, and the bottle was still drifting in the water. The devil was desperate and immediately made a second vow that anyone who could save him within a hundred years would give him endless wealth.

Soon, the second hundred years passed, and the devil was disappointed. So at this time, the devil cursed angrily. If anyone could rescue him within the third hundred years, he would eat him.

Then, not long after, the bottle was opened, the devil escaped and swallowed the man who saved him.

This story flowed through Yang Sanyang's mind, revealing a thoughtful look, and a hint of enlightenment appeared in his eyes.

"What are you thinking?" Daoyuan pushed Yang Sanyang's body.

Without responding to Daoyuan's words, Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a strange look: "One day, will I turn into that despair and helpless devil?"

The sun was rolling in the void, and a golden rainbow flashed, twisting the void and appeared in front of Yang Sanyang. Taiyi, who had a bad face, held the fishing rod and fell directly into Yang Sanyang's arms without saying a word: "I'll give you the treasure."

"Has the Lord gained something?" Yang Sanyang turned over and sat up, looked at Taiyi in front of him, and a burning light appeared in his eyes.

"You don't even think about the sunshu wheel. Master, I want to use the sunshu wheel to protect the Tao, but it's not your turn. This time I wasted my efforts and obtained a congenital spiritual root. Although it can assist in the practice, it is very different from what I think!" Taiyi shook his head.

"I have seen Taiyi God!" Daoyuan looked at the man in front of him and hurried forward to salute respectfully. He had seen Taiyi before and was not unfamiliar with Taiyi.

"Isn't this a girl who leads you into the Tao?" Taiyi turned his head and looked at Daoyuan, then looked at Yang Sanyang: "The fate between you two seems to be something wrong."

"What's the solution?" Yang Sanyang wrote a divine text in surprise.

"No, it's wrong. It seems that someone is stealing your anger. You should stay away from this little baby in the future!" Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang smiled meaningfully when he heard this, and did not comment on Taiyi's words.

When Taiyi saw the other party's expression, he couldn't help but be stunned and didn't say more. Both parties are smart people, and some things are clear at all, so there is no need to elaborate them too much.

Sweeping over Yang Sanyang, then seeing Taiyi Jiji said ai: "That little man, can you return it to me which feather of my deity?"

"What?" Yang Sanyang took out his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrong. On the other hand, Daoyuan's heart tightened. Which feather was entrusted by it? At this time, Taiyi suddenly asked him back. What should she do?

A pair of big black eyes looked at Yang Sanyang with concern.

"I said, can you give me back which feather?..." Taiyi was not confident enough and the volume was lowered a little.

"What are you saying, "Are you making a louder sound?" Yang Sanyang pretended to be unable to hear clearly.

Taiyi kept silent when he heard this, and then angrily drove away with the escape light: "I didn't say it."

"That's right. Where can I ask for things I gave out? " Yang Sanyang rolled his eyes.

"I'm so scared!" Daoyuan patted his chest that was slightly larger.

"Sister Sister, don't worry, this matter has nothing to do with you!" Yang Sanyang smiled. What Taiyi wants was his feather after Nirvana, and it has nothing to do with which feather he gave to Daoyuan before.

Looking at the words in the void, Daoyuan lowered his head and tears began to accumulate in his eyes: "You treat me so well, but I can't repay you. I owe you more and more in the future. How should I live a good life?"

Yang Sanyang shook his head when he heard this and touched Daoyuan's head: "You can just live your life. Is the Great Way of Longevity worth a few treasures?"

"Eternal life is priceless, even the innate spiritual treasure cannot be exchanged!" Yang Sanyang sighed, and a trace of recollection appeared in his eyes.

Who knows how nervous and helpless I was back then?

Even the innate god Bai Ze cannot help me, but the pretty and pure girl in front of me gave me a glimmer of hope.

At that time, the girl was a light in her eyes, and the light of hope.

She is her obsession in this life!

"Little Monkey, I'm going to go to seclusion. In a short time, I'll be going to overcome the three disasters!" Daoyuan looked at Yang Sanyang with eyes wide open: "My life span is about to come to an end. What will happen in the future? Whether the three disasters can be overcome depends entirely on luck. You treat me so well, I just feel that I'm sorry for you, so I'm here to apologize to you today. I'm afraid that the three disasters will suddenly come, and I will fall under the three disasters, and I will never have the chance to say it again."

"Three Disasters?" Yang Sanyang was stunned. He didn't expect that Daoyuan began to think about overcoming the three Disasters. It seemed that the other party's life span was indeed close.

"You have not been sorry for me. I have no Daoyuan in this life. I am sorry for Daoguo. If there is... it is also Daoguo that I am sorry for Daoyuan!" Yang Sanyang looked at Daoyuan very seriously, and the words in front of him were flowing.

"No matter what I have done to you, you will forgive me, right?" Daoyuan lowered his head, slowly took out a pearl from his arms, and put it in Yang Sanyang's hand with a cautious expression: "This is a wonderful thing I have sacrificed for 100,000 years. I know what you think. Your practice in this life is only for immortality. This bead is my natal object, and I will give it to you today. This bead was given to me by the elders of the clan. It contains a wisp of innate natal essence. It was originally reserved for me to understand the use of the Golden Immortal in the future, but I suppressed the disagreement in my body for the sake of morality and consumed too much of my origin. I am afraid that most of the three disasters will not be able to overcome."

"This bead contains an innate origin. If you can integrate into the Dharma image, you can replenish the foundation!" Daoyuan's eyes showed a hint of reluctance, and then he suddenly closed his eyes and stuffed it into Yang Sanyang's hand.

This bead is a treasure that she wouldn't want to use when she was placing her Dharma image!
Chapter completed!