"Little monkey, I know that you are spiritual and can understand my words, otherwise you will not gain anything from the preacher's preaching! You will withdraw from the lecture hall now to avoid missing the opportunity for us! In the future, we will personally explain the wonderful methods of practicing to you and help you embark on the path of foundation building. The preacher's preaching and preaching such basic ways is a waste of everyone's time and opportunity!"

"That is, we all came from which process we can pass on the basics to you, but the supreme principles taught by the ancestors are rare in a thousand years!"

"That's it! That's it! You little monkey go out quickly to avoid misleading our chance!"

"Little Monkey, we are all your senior brothers, don't make the public angry!"

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The disciples were talking and their words were full of dissatisfaction.

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly when he heard this. What else could he say?

Before the Tao was completed, he would never dare to make the public angry. Besides, everyone was a disciple who had entered the house. He had not yet joined the name of the ancestor. It was a blessing to be able to listen to the Tao. How could he dare to fight against everyone?

Just as Yang Sanyang was thinking about it and wanted to stand up, he could only hear the sound of bells and chimes. The little boy walked out of the back hall: "The ancestor is about to preach, so all the disciples must not make noise."

Then he looked at Yang Sanyang who was getting up: "How dare you, little monkey, walk around randomly? You don't sit back quickly, so as not to get punished by the ancestor!"

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly when he heard this, shrugged at the countless eyes in the hall that were about to kill people, made a helpless expression, and then took the opportunity to sit down.

The disciples gritted their teeth, but did not dare to say more, but just closed their eyes and remained silent.

"You little monkey, you are causing big trouble this time. Although the senior brothers in Fangcunshan in Lingtai seem harmonious, they are all arrogant and arrogant. If you don't take us seriously, you little monkey will be in trouble this time!" Daoxing whispered: "These senior brothers are all from big families. If you don't take us into consideration the third-class races, you are very arrogant and arrogant."

As he was talking, he heard a few steps from behind. The ancestor slowly walked into the lobby, then slowly swept over the disciples, and finally his eyes fell on Yang Sanyang. A hint of surprise appeared in his eyes. He stepped forward to Yang Sanyang, which was so shocked that Yang Sanyang quickly knelt down on the ground to salute.

"Don't salute, get up!" The ancestor's voice was very gentle.

Yang Sanyang knelt on the ground with a respectful expression, looking at the ancestor with his eyes, feeling nervous, not knowing what the ancestor had to say.

"After the preaching, please stay here, I have something to ask you!" After the ancestor said that, he turned around and walked towards the high platform, then looked at the empty first seat, and frowned: "Why is the Tao?"

"Report to the ancestor, Junior Sister Daoyuan helps the fourth senior brother practice Taoism in the mountains!" A disciple quickly stood up and looked at the first cushion, which was a little hot.

The reason why I spoke first was that I hope to get the first seat in the eyes of the ancestors.

pity

The ancestor waved his hand and signaled him to retreat. The disciple was unwilling to accept it and felt that the ancestor was partial, but he had to bow respectfully again and then retreat.

"Little monkey, come forward!" The ancestor spoke again, causing countless disciples in the hall to look at Yang Sanyang with their eyes, and a hint of horror appeared in their eyes.

Could it be that the ancestor asked the monkey to sit first?

All the disciples were shocked.

Upon hearing this, Yang Sanyang quickly stepped forward, knelt down in the middle of the lobby, feeling the gaze that was like a knife in all directions, and gave a bow.

"You have some destiny with me. When you were separated, the Taiyi God once asked me that if one day you can embark on the path of cultivation, I will help you more!" The ancestor said slowly.

As soon as this said, everyone in the hall was shocked. All the disciples all had their hearts trembled, as if a bolt from the blue exploded in their ears: Taiyi God?

This little monkey has a friendship with Taiyi?

Everyone was wondering, how could a mere little monkey have a relationship with a tall and arrogant figure like Taiyi?

However, since the ancestor spoke, this matter must be correct. Everyone was frightened, but they did not dare to say too much, and all their thoughts were restrained.

A great man like Taiyi who is in the nine heavens and needs to be looked up to by all living beings is not something that everyone can afford.

Yang Sanyang was surprised at this time. Unexpectedly, the little bird actually helped him to find friendship for him. No wonder the ancestor looked at him strangely.

"Since Daoyuan doesn't come, you can sit here in the future. If that girl doesn't cherish the law of fate, she will definitely regret it one day!" The ancestor touched his beard.

After hearing this, Yang Sanyang bowed three times before he got up and sat down. With the fiery eyes of countless disciples, he sat cross-legged beside the ancestor.

The ancestor didn't say much, and continued his preaching. As soon as he opened his mouth, the disciples below all turned blue, and it was indeed the most basic things.

For a moment, all the disciples were half-hearted and thoughtful, but Yang Sanyang was enlightened and entered into a state of concentration in an instant.

Three days later, the disciples dispersed, and only Yang Sanyang sat cross-legged in the lobby and immersed in the Taoist rhyme.

While the little boy wanted to walk forward and wake him up, the ancestor shook his head and signaled the little boy to retreat. He just sat cross-legged there, waiting for Yang Sanyang to wake up slowly.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Yang Sanyang woke up and saw the smiling ancestor above, he quickly turned over and knelt on the ground, bowing: "Brother... I'll bow to the ancestor... Master."

"You monkey are a little lucky to be able to speak!" The ancestor touched his beard.

"I don't know... the ancestor... the master left my brother... my son, why do you want to... order?" Yang Sanyang spoke stutteringly, his pronunciation was not standard, but he could barely understand it.

"Before you have achieved eternal stability, you don't have to come here to listen to the sermon. When you have achieved great success in your observation, it's not too late to listen to the sermon again!" said the ancestor.

Yang Sanyang bowed, but for a moment he was anxious and couldn't speak, so he made an obvious meaning.

"What kind of Dharma image have you observed, I can't see it thoroughly?" The ancestor looked curious.

Yang Sanyang was shocked when he heard this. The ancestor stood up without waiting for his answer: "You can practice well. There are some wonderful things in your monkey, and you may be able to go further in the future."

The ancestor left, leaving Yang Sanyang sitting in the hall with a look of surprise, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Yang Sanyang walked out of the hall, the disciples had long dispersed, and only Daoxing was waiting for him outside the door. When he saw Yang Sanyang coming out, he said thief: "Little Monkey, what good fortune did the ancestor give you?"

Yang Sanyang spread his hands, his face showing helplessness, but he didn't say anything.

It is extremely difficult to grasp the divine words. He cannot master the pronunciation well and dare not speak casually, so as not to make a joke.

Daoxing looked suspicious and then patted his shoulder: "You guy has suffered a lot! You guys are thinking about you, you guys won't think about it in the future."

After saying that, Daoxing said anxiously: "I'm going to retreat so as not to be implicated by you. Although you are valued by the ancestors, if you brothers want to tease you, the ancestors will not be able to make decisions for you."

The Taoist movement hurried away, leaving Yang Sanyang shrugging helplessly, turning around his cave along the way, then closing his eyes to sort out the gains of preaching, and beginning to think about the methods of practice.

After the observation of images is completed, the next step is to mobilize the energy and spirit of the whole body to nourish it, so that the observation of images in one's own state of concentration will be further strengthened.

When you reach this state, those innate races have sacred bloodlines in their bodies, and they can complete this skill in three or five days, and then start preparing for eternity.

For those acquired bloodlines, there are some twists and turns. The energy and spirit in the body are limited, and they have to accumulate by relying on spiritual medicine and time.

Of course, the process of nurturing images is still inseparable from the types of objects they observe. The higher the types of objects they observe, the greater the energy and spirit required.

Yang Sanyang closed his eyes and looked at the chaos. Then, the next moment, he felt that his eyes were dark and fell to the ground.

In less than a second, the energy and spirit of the whole body had been drained by the chaos. At this time, Yang Sanyang was like a young man who had been hollowed out. His head was heavy, his feet were light and his bottom was shallow, and he was spinning and he saw that everything was blurry.

"I have a fairy skin and jade bones, and my bloodline is no different from those big clans. I originally thought I could achieve success in three to five days, but who knew I couldn't even breathe!" Yang Sanyang saw sweat on his forehead, and thunder kept roaring in his abdomen. A feeling of hunger burst out in his heart. His eyes were green, as if he wanted to eat anything he saw.

"Click~"

"Click~"

The fruit is crisp, the fairy peaches are sweet, and the essence of the sun and moon can fill the void.

After eating more than a dozen peaches, Yang Sanyang felt that he had recovered some energy, his brain slightly restored order, and the golden light in his eyes gradually dissipated: "How could this happen?"

Since Yang Sanyang practiced the Sky Net, he felt that his wisdom was transparent. Later, with the help of the innate Bagua, he felt that his wisdom was infinite. During the thoughts, he inferred some truths: "It must be that my starting point is too high. This visual chaos requires a huge amount of energy and spirit. It requires too much energy and spirit, so I took my body away."

He finally understood the meaning of the ancestor's previous words. Although the ancestor had never seen through its chaos, he also felt that his observation was extraordinary and his energy required was huge. If he wanted to be perfect, he could do it in three or five days.

Chaos is huge and boundless, how much energy should be needed?

When ordinary people observe an image of a god, they have exhausted their energy and spirit. However, the chaos of his observation of an image is more than just a god? It is simply the creation of a world!

"The days are not over!" Yang Sanyang wailed to the sky, picked up the peach and ate it hard: "If you don't bring such a trick, you will nurture the spirit of a world. Even if you ask me to survive until death, I will not be able to nurture you!"

Eat! Eat! Eat! Eat!

After taking Haisai wildly, countless spiritual medicines entered his belly, turning into a rolling spirit and nourishing his body.

At this time, Yang Sanyang was a little desperate, feeling that he was too rash and wanted to give birth to a world image. Even the gods would definitely not be able to complete such a huge project.
Chapter completed!