Taiyi is an innate god with a noble status and a great family and great business. Naturally, he will not care about that mere piece of innate god jade.

Compared with the Chaos Bell, the innate divine jade is the leader.

Especially the innate formation, it is useless to Taiyi.

The innate formation that had lost the suppression of Chaos Bell has become vulnerable. The Yang Sanyang Tai Chi diagram was swept, and the entire innate formation and jade were uprooted and fell into the Tai Chi diagram.

"You kid shave three feet into the ground, and you don't even let go of the innate formation... There is no need, you kid doesn't seem to be short of treasures, right?" Taiyi couldn't help but widen his eyes when he saw the movement in the Sun Star.

"My family is waiting for me to go back and put the pot!" Yang Sanyang sighed helplessly, then took back the Tai Chi diagram, staring at the pendulum with a pair of divine light: "It's really a Chaos Bell? The Innate Treasure?"

Taiyi carefully played with the Chaos Bell, sometimes swallowing it into his stomach and rinsing it with true fire, and sometimes holding it in his hands to play with it. Looking at Yang Sanyang's eyes coming over, his face changed and he pulled his head away: "Let me tell you, you must not hit the ancestor, my Chaos Bell, otherwise I will never finish it. Your Tai Chi diagram is not worse than the ancestor, my Chaos Bell."

Yang Sanyang said silently and withdrew his gaze: "Old ancestor, that sunshu wheel..."

Yang Sanyang looked at the other person with a gaze.

"Give it to you! With this innate treasure Chaos Bell, the sunshine wheel is a waste to me! In the future, you hold the sunshine wheel and form a pair with the menstrual wheel of the Taiyin Fairy. The power may not be worse than the innate treasure!" Taiyi stretched out his palm and summoned the sunshine wheel from his sleeve, then wiped off all the marks, and threw it to Yang Sanyang as if it were tattered.

This is really rich and powerful, and I don’t care at all!

Yang Sanyang rushed into his sleeves and scanned the sun star in the boundless sea of ​​fire. Looking at Taiyi's look of retreating and refining treasures immediately, he remembered the whereabouts of Daoyuan. Yang Sanyang said tactfully: "Old ancestor, if nothing happens, I will leave."

"Let's go! Let's go! Now that the era is reopening, if I can refine the Chaos Bell, I may not be able to earn a fortune!" Taiyi waved his hand impatiently.

Yang Sanyang shook his head helplessly, threw his palm, and the Tai Chi diagram turned into a rainbow bridge, and the Sun Star came out straight out. Then Yang Sanyang converged the Tai Chi diagram and turned around Xi Kunlun all the way, but his mind was filled with various thoughts:

"Before, I took the Chaos Bell for Taiyi Fishing. Some mysterious changes occurred in my chaotic state, resulting in some abnormal changes, which made me unable to enter the chaotic state at all! If I cannot enter the chaotic state, I cannot practice!" Yang Sanyang's face became solemn, and an ugly look flashed in his eyes.

Standing in the void and closing his eyes, he suddenly realized that he could not enter the state of concentration! This was a fatal matter! The only good news is that he had magical powers and magic powers still existed, and had no effect.

"Things seem to be a little...uncontrollable!" Yang Sanyang frowned, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

If you cannot enter the state of concentration, it means you cannot practice. What should you do if you cannot practice yourself?

Who knows how long the chaos in one's own state of concentration will evolve?

Yang Sanyang felt helpless, and his menstrual wheel was held in his hand: "Fairy, this sunshine wheel and menstrual wheel can complement each other. How about I give this sunshine wheel to you?"

"No need, just sacrifice yourself. But when you face the enemy in the future, you lend me the sunshine wheel, and I can control the sunshine wheel through my menstrual wheel!" The voice of the Taiyin Fairy sounded from the jade hairpin, and it was a faint feeling of relief in her ethereal voice: "It would be great if you can remember this palace! I appreciate this feeling."

Yang Sanyang scratched the back of his head and said, "Do you really want it?"

"No, if you can refine the sunshine wheel, I will naturally have a way to drive the sunshine wheel! The sun and the moon can complement each other, but they cannot be integrated into one body. I can only comprehend and learn from it. As long as I can generate yang from the yin and yang, I can naturally break through the obstacles. If I refine the sunshine wheel, the dual cultivation of yin and yang will affect the great way! If you can refine the sunshine wheel, my palace will have a way to refine the sunshine wheel!" The cold and deserted voice of the fairy of Taiyin sounded: "Also, I can also help you refine the sunshine wheel. Within ten years, I can help you completely refine the sunshine wheel."

"So fast?" Yang Sanyang was stunned, a little disbelief. He thought it would take hundreds of thousands of years to refine the sunshine wheel.

It is not that easy to refine the innate spiritual treasure. Just like the ancestor, the measuring ruler of the heaven has been in his hands for tens of thousands of years, so why can it still be able to refine half of it?

"Of course, I have long controlled the mind because I have refined the menstrual wheel. I have refined this menstrual wheel for billions of years. It is not too difficult to use the menstrual wheel to help you refine the sunshine wheel. It is important to know that the sunshine wheel and the menstrual wheel can complement each other!" The fairy of Taiyin smiled gently.

When Yang Sanyang heard this, he didn't say much, stood up and turned to Xikunlun, and found that the Taiqing Liangyi dust array transformed by the water and fire robe was still operating freely. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Entering the formation, Wa was preparing to overcome the tribulation and regulate her spirit. Fuxi and others were helping to help, and the group of people was very lively.

Seeing Yang Sanyang turning, Wa raised her head and said worriedly: "Senior Brother, have you ever found her senior sister?"

"Don't worry about her, you can take the opportunity to overcome the tribulation today! I have something to do when you pass the tribulation!" Yang Sanyang's face was solemn.

If you cannot enter the state of concentration, it is like a big stone, firmly pressing on your heart.

With his palm stretched out, the Tai Chi diagram appeared in his palm. Yang Sanyang handed the Tai Chi diagram to Wa: "If you want to overcome the tribulation, I won't stop you, but you still need to think about it carefully. You are a congenital god with an infinite life span, but once you have overcome the three disasters, you cannot quickly become a celestial immortal. Every five hundred years will be a disaster..."

"Senior brother, there is no need to say it! It is better to live happily and understand better than to live a billion years!" Wa's eyes were full of firmness: "For me, the three disasters are just a test on the road."

After speaking, the sound of a breeze whimpered in the void. A dim wind came from nowhere, spreading the entire universe, covering dozens of miles of radius, and a wisp of wool breeze rolled up and drilled into Wa's body.

The three disasters are not difficult for Wa. He is a congenital creature, especially the apricot and yellow flags protecting the origin, and the Tai Chi diagrams protecting the Tao. If you cannot overcome the three disasters, you are afraid that 90% of the creatures in the Great Wilderness will die under the three disasters.

Wa raised her head, looked at the void calmly, her body twisted, and turned into a white spirit snake, crystal clear and like crystal, dancing gracefully in the void.

Yang Sanyang looked at the white spirit snake, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes. The spirit snake was covered with delicate scales, like crystal jade.

Each scale is filled with mysterious runes, and the mysterious and mysterious aura of the ancient prehistoric world is rolled up from Wa's body.

Whispered one after another, accompanied by the dim wind, and the turquoise wind blew inside Wa's body.

The wind and disasters constantly rinsed its bloodlines, every inch of its skin, flesh and blood.

Bai Ze stood beside Yang Sanyang, raised his head in horror: "This girl is so determined. It seems that these two incidents have greatly stimulated her."

"What do you mean?" Yang Sanyang said in surprise.

"You also know that innate creatures have infinite lifespans. As long as you live, you can attain the supreme path by lying down. Even the children in the square mountain of Lingtai can attain the Golden Immortal by lying down... Now this girl uses great perseverance and courage to repurpose the power of wind and disasters. With the help of the power of creation in the natural disasters, she once again diligently improves the bloodline in her body and constantly returns to the bloodline again and again! After the three disasters, if she does not die, she will inevitably turn into the bloodline of the gods! Become a congenital god!" Bai Ze's eyes were full of wisdom.

"Oh? With the help of the three disasters, you can turn into a congenital god? Why didn't you say it earlier!" Yang Sanyang glared at Bai Ze.

"It's useless to tell you!" Bai Ze looked at him slowly: "Your low-level barbarian bloodline is not even a matter of refining it. It should be noted that if you want to evolve the bloodline of the gods, you must have gods before your ancestors can have that potential. Have you ever had gods in your barbarian bloodline?"

Yang Sanyang was speechless, looking at Bai Ze's contemptuous look, wishing he could pull him up and beat him up.

"Has the ancestor ever heard that cultivators were unable to enter the state of concentration?" Yang Sanyang looked at him slowly.

"What?" Bai Ze was stunned: "Who is so unlucky if you cannot enter the state of concentration? Entering the state of concentration means that you cannot continue to practice. Who is so unlucky if you cannot enter the state of concentration?"

"..." Yang Sanyang was speechless: "Is this a situation?"

"Yes! There are so many unlucky guys who have suffered severe damage and cannot practice! What a group of poor guys!" Bai Ze tsk in his mouth, not realizing that Yang Sanyang's face was getting darker and darker.

"What happened later?" Yang Sanyang said.

"Either you die or find luck, replenish your foundation, and enter the state of concentration again. What else can you do? Are you upset? Watch and overcome the tribulation quickly and don't ask randomly!" Bai Ze said impatiently.

"..." Yang Sanyang's face became even darker.

"It's a headache! My situation seems to be unrelated. It seems that some kind of change has occurred in the chaos in the realm of concentration! It's all caused by that chaotic aura!" Yang Sanyang thought to himself while watching Wa cross the tribulation.

"Why are you asking this? The realm of concentration is a thing of nothingness. The means of severely damaging the realm of concentration is beyond imagination. Unless the world backfires, this situation will never happen! The realm of concentration is fake and illusory. How could it be severely damaged by others? Except for the will of the world, no one can seriously damage the realm of concentration!" Bai Ze came to his senses at this time, looked at Yang Sanyang, and a hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes: "Have you suffered a severe injury?"

Yang Sanyang remained silent, but just raised his head and looked into the distance. All kinds of thoughts were flowing in his mind, without answering the other person's words.
Chapter completed!