What should Yang Sanyangneng do? People are under the roof and have to bow their heads!

The true spirits placed in the four swords of Zhu Xian can indeed not defeat the Demon Ancestor, and there is nothing we can do about it!

Although everyone is really powerful, it really hurts to be beaten!

The Demon Ancestor has been unhappy in recent years and beat himself up. Can he live this life?

Can Yang Sanyang endure it?

"I don't care. Anyway, it's because of you. I'm not happy, so I'll beat you up!" The Demon Ancestor moved his wrists and looked at the little man trembling in the corner of the wall, and couldn't help feeling relieved.

"Don't fight, I won't hide it from you. The imperial way cannot be saints at all! Even without me, there will still be someone who will ruin your chance to achieve enlightenment!" Yang Sanyang shouted quickly.

"Why?" The Demon Ancestor was stunned.

"Anyway, the Emperor's Avenue is a dead end, so it's right that you can't become a saint!" Yang Sanyang turned over and sat up: "Don't ask so many questions, you are just half a saint. If you don't realize the saint's Avenue, can you know such a secret?"

"I deserve a beating!" The Demon Ancestor glared at him, but did not pull it out. He just looked at him quietly and said with a smile: "Come on, let me talk to you carefully, what's going on..."

outside world

The sky was falling and the golden lotus was pouring on the ground, and the vast nectar condensed in the void, trying to sprinkle it onto the vast land. At this time, a big hand suddenly covered the sky and the sun, with endless divine power surrounding it, as if it had covered the endless void.

The Buddha Kingdom was opened up in the palm of your hand, and the endless nectar was left without a drop. It was collected by the vast Buddha Kingdom and hidden in the depths of the void.

The endless sentient beings in the wilderness looked at the nectar that was about to reach their mouths and were taken away. Looking at the big hand that was covering the universe, their eyes were full of reluctance.

What can you say if you are unwilling to accept it?

The holy Taoist energy flowed with one hand. Although the sentient beings in the heavens did not know which saint took action, they also knew that there was a saint collecting nectar. Even if everyone was unwilling to accept it, they had no choice but to endure this anger.

West Kunlun Holy Land

Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back, raised his head and looked into the distance. The vast purple aura of his body surged into the sky. An unparalleled power came, tearing apart the barrier in nothingness, breaking the blockade of the void in the Ding Realm, and causing a figure in the Ding Realm to slowly walk out in the impregnable Ding Realm.

The holy way and Dharma image are the supreme saint Primitive Heavenly Venerable!

The body of the holy Taoist Dharma image is blurred, and there is infinite divine power flowing. Even if you stand there quietly, you still suppress a part of time and space.

Amitabha took action to restrain the dew all over the sky, and the strange phenomena of the holy Tao around Yang Sanyang's body dissipated. Then, the holy Tao Dharma image of Yuanshi Tianzun instantly matched Yang Sanyang's mind and spirit. The infinite mystery of the holy Tao and the texture were derived from his heart.

He held a bowl made of white jade in his hand, and contained a bowl of nectar. At this time, countless heavenly secrets flowed in the holy Taoist Dharma image of Yuanshi Tianzun, and infinite laws were fostered in the dark, and then quickly deduced and derived. A little qi flowed out in nothingness. Yang Sanyang's pupils couldn't help but shrink sharply, and the next moment, infinite information flowed into his mind.

Method for refining the innate spiritual treasure mutton fat jade bottle!

"Can innate spiritual treasure be refined?" Yang Sanyang couldn't help but be stunned.

While he was stunned, the original saint's Dharma image controlled his body. Yang Sanyang's palm moved and a piece of innate divine jade flew out in the Tai Chi diagram. The Yuanshi Tianzun Seal Technique flowed, and the inverted and hazy forbidden methods fell into the innate divine jade.

With the flow of forbidden laws, the innate divine jade twisted and stretched, began to shape continuously, and then turned into a bottle 30 centimeters tall.

Ugly fat jade bottle!

It's exactly the same as the legendary Yujing Bottle!

All the nectar in the bowl fell into the jade bottle, and Yang Sanyang's hand was filled with prohibitions that he could not even understand, and kept falling into the jade bottle.

Then at this time, the innate Bagua in his heart flew out and fell into the courtyard. He was thinking in his heart, and the fire broke out in the Bagua furnace. He saw the jade bottle in Yuanshi Tianzun’s hand flew out and fell into the Bagua furnace.

"After 7749 days, the Yujing Bottle can be initially refined. Then, using the nectar in the Yujing Bottle to continuously feed back the magic weapon, only a dozen metros can be completely conceived and innate restrictions will be derived!" A thought flowed through Yang Sanyang's mind, and the next moment, the original Dharma image returned, and the body was controlled by Yang Sanyang again.

Yang Sanyang was stunned, with a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he pondered for a while before saying: "The Supreme Daode Heavenly Lord is good at refining elixirs, the Shangqing Lingbao Heavenly Lord is good at formations, and the Yuqing Lingbao Heavenly Lord is good at refining weapons. Is it difficult to refine the Yujing Bottle? It is simple or not. As long as you analyze the formation that can condense nectar, the Yujing Bottle will be considered to be refining successfully. Then the next thing you sacrifice is the mystery of the Yujing Bottle itself!"

Yang Sanyang thought that the refining of the Jade Purple bottle was like his own Bagua furnace, gold rope, water and fire robe, which contained incredible power. It was born from the Dharma image. It was actually able to turn the acquired ban into the innate ban. It was really incredible.

"It's amazing!" A touch of solemnity appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes.

Of course, the more nectar, the better. nectar is nectar, the more nectar is born in heaven and earth. This thing cannot be stored, and even the saints cannot keep it in the world. If they cannot be used in time, they can only return to heaven and earth.

But the Jade Pure Bottle actually left the nectar in the world, and continued to produce nectar from the Jade Pure Bottle every day. Wouldn't it take the fortune of heaven and earth?

"It's worthy of being a saint!" Yang Sanyang exclaimed. In the holy Taoist Dharma image of Yuqing Yuanshi Tianzun, there seemed to be a natal spiritual treasure that began to be nurtured. At the center of his eyebrows and chest, there seemed to be some amazing treasure brewing. Even the aura that was accidentally leaked made Yang Sanyang thriller.

Yang Sanyang looked solemn, and he pondered for a while, and simply sat cross-legged in front of the Bagua furnace and began to think about the weirdness on his own.

Although the state of concentration is opened and the Dharma image can enter and exit freely, it only has a crack. The Dharma image has its own mysterious in and out, but its original will is powerless and can only watch from outside.

Outside the courtyard

Bai Ze covered his mouth, his face full of horror, his body was stiff, and his eyes were staring at the palace in front of him.

The dragon beard tiger looked at the vision gradually dissipating in the sky, clattered and cursed: "It's really a bastard! The saint is just a bastard! I'm still waiting for the nectar from the sky, but who knew it was taken away! I don't know if it was the saint who did it! I'm really angry, I'm so angry."

After the words came, Bai Ze slapped him hard in the head, then suddenly took a step and stumbled towards the palace in front of him.

Scream~

The door of the hall was knocked open, and then Bai Ze put his head in with a thief head. Looking at Yang Sanyang, who was sitting peacefully with his eyes closed, he came to him carefully, stretched out a finger and poked his arm gently, and said in a low voice: "Someone outside has proved saint. I was thinking of receiving some nectar for you, but I didn't know that the bastard was given to him."

While talking, he carefully observed Yang Sanyang's face, his face full of solemn light.

"The ancestor is intent!" Yang Sanyang slowly opened his eyes and looked at Bai Ze with a smile: "However, I have already collected the nectar, it was Amitabha who took the nectar."

"Nectar is the blessing of the saint's enlightenment and the way of heaven. If you take action rashly, will the new saint be displeased?" Bai Ze whispered.

"What are you going to say?" Yang Sanyang said with a smile.

"Is it you? Otherwise, it wouldn't be such a coincidence! You just went into seclusion and someone became a saint!" Bai Ze looked at him with his eyes eagerly.

That's the holy way!

"Didn't you guessed it?" Yang Sanyang said slowly.

When a saint appears, the vision is overwhelming, and the saint's majesty overwhelms the great wilderness, the entire universe of the wilderness will be shaken. Except for being a saint, no one can determine the source of the vision.

Bai Ze covered his mouth with both hands, stared at him with his eyes tightly, his eyes full of divine light, and he jumped up and down excitedly and rolled around the ground.

"There is no need to be so excited, right?" Yang Sanyang was puzzled.

"That's a holy position! That's a holy position!" Bai Ze got up from the ground, his face seemed crazy, and his eyes stared at him: "Do you know what a saint means? The Demon Ancestor is just a half-saint! This means that I will walk sideways in the Great Wilderness in the future! Even if I walk lying down, no one dares to care about me! As long as I mess with me, I will lead you to destroy them!"

"..." Yang Sanyang's head was covered in black lines, and his pupils were full of helplessness: "What does it mean to hold me?"

He stretched out his palm and hugged Bai Ze in his arms and ravaged him: "You are my pet!"

"Cast! Ancestor, I am the mount of the three saints! Ancestor, I am the mount of the three saints! Remember, I am your mount, not a pet!" Bai Zeyi looked at him righteously.

Yang Sanyang was helpless when he heard this. Is there any difference?

"This involves the issue of dignity. In the future, others ask me that the saint's mount relies on their abilities to make a living. Pets rely on their faces to make a living. Do you think there is any difference?" Bai Ze looked at him with contempt.

"Didn't you refuse to obey me before? Why have you changed your mind now?" Yang Sanyang was puzzled.

Bai Ze stretched out three hooves: "Three holy thrones! Those are the three holy thrones! As long as you give you time, who will be your opponent if you grow up in the future? In the past, I was the Age of the Gods, and I am unique in the ancestor. If the gods are selling my face, I will rely on my face to make a living. Now it's too dangerous outside, so I can only rely on you to make a living! I really regret it, why didn't you take you as a pet at the beginning, even if the price was higher!"

Bai Ze felt a little heartbroken and his intestines were about to regret it!

Hearing Bai Ze's words, Yang Sanyang threw him aside in anger: "You take a saint as a pet, I'm afraid you will not be far from death. With the backlash of luck, you will definitely turn into ashes."
Chapter completed!