Yang Sanyang did not listen to the ancestor's sermons, but was just wandering around and thinking about the meaning of the ancestor's words.

In a daze, three days later, the lobby suddenly became quiet. Yang Sanyang was awakened by the quiet atmosphere. Feeling the fluctuating spirit of the senior brothers, his heart suddenly moved: "Here is here!"

But the sixth brother walked out in one step and knelt down in front of the ancestor: "Master, disciple, junior sister Daoyuan..."

"You, Junior Sister Daoyuan, are now like this, and you will definitely die under the three disasters. Are you, the senior brother, unable to even give up some spiritual objects?" The ancestor waved his hand and interrupted Senior Brother Six's words: "Daoyuan's lifespan is less than 20,000 years now. Even if you complain, what can you do if you are a master? Do you still have to punish him to use spiritual medicine to compensate you? She is afraid she will not live at that time."

The ancestor replied with a word from the sixth brother: "What's more, the spiritual medicine has been harmed by him. What can I do if my master? Can she vomit it out?"

Speaking of this, pointing to Daoyuan, who seemed to be struck by lightning on the cushion, paused and said, "Tell me, can Daoyuan be punished by this now?"

"Is this Junior Sister Daoyuan? Why is this like this?" Senior Brother Six looked at Daoyuan, who was black and thin, and his face was horrified, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Sixth Brother, Daoyuan knows his mistake, but I hope his elder brother will punish him. Daoyuan can never afford to compensate the ruined spiritual medicine. Senior brother... I will be punished by junior sister!" Daoyuan looked at Senior Brother Six pitifully, with a dim luster in his eyes and looked vague.

"Junior sister, aren't you cheating?" Senior Brother Eight was angry.

Daoyuan lowered his head and did not speak. The ancestor stroked his beard: "Daoyuan is here, and he will be punished and punished. It will be your wishes. Just do it."

This sentence made the senior brothers change their expressions, bowed and bowed one by one, and sat back after they thought they were unlucky. The ancestors were so obviously protecting each other, what did you say to everyone?

Who has the courage to punish Taoist fate in front of the ancestors?

The disciples retreated quietly, returned to their seats, lowered their heads and sulked.

Daoyuan quietly grinned at the ancestor, revealing two lines of white teeth, but the ancestor's face turned black and quickly lowered his head: "Today's preaching is over, if all the disciples are fine, please retreat. The great catastrophe of gods and demons is about to be rolled up, and if all the disciples cannot order them, they cannot go down the mountain."

Everyone was about to get up and retreat, but Daoyi suddenly stood up, and his voice was Lang Lang: "Master, I have important things to report to you."

The disciples stopped moving, and then looked at Daoyi with curiosity, wondering what trouble this guy had made.

When the ancestor heard this, he frowned and showed displeasure: "What's the matter?"

Daoyi's eyes swept across the lobby, then fell on Yang Sanyang, with a touch of mockery in his eyes. He turned around and looked at the ancestor on the platform, stepped forward and pulled Daoyuan's palm, and pulled him over. The two of them knelt down on the ground. However, they heard Daoyi respectfully say: "Disciple and Junior Sister Daoyuan have been getting to know each other for more than 100,000 years, and their feelings are getting deeper. A few years ago, I and Junior Sister Daoyuan expressed their feelings and loved each other. The disciple and Junior Sister Daoyuan made a three-life agreement, and I wish to become a Taoist partner and ask the ancestor to fulfill it."

"What!" Yang Sanyang below felt like he was struck by lightning when he heard this. Looking at the two kneeling figures, his face turned pale and his mind was empty.

"Crack!" The knuckles sounded, and Yang Sanyang shook his body, and was supported by Wa on the side.

The ancestor above trembled his eyebrows, then looked at the two people below, swept over Yang Sanyang, and finally his eyes fell on Daoyuan: "Daoyuan, can what Daoyi say be true?"

Daoyuan lowered his head when he heard this, his face turned dark and he could not see his expression, but the shyness in his eyes was still clearly visible: "Report to the master, what the senior brother said is correct. The disciple and the senior brother are indeed childhood sweethearts, and they support each other all the way. The relationship has become deeper and deeper over the past 100,000 years. I hope the ancestor will fulfill it."

The ancestor was silent when he heard this, and after a while, he said, "Daoyi is afraid that it is not your good match. If you become a Taoist partner, you will suffer from twists and turns! Are you still willing?"

"I am willing to do so, I beg the ancestor to fulfill it!" The two of them knelt down on the ground.

"Senior sister, think clearly!" Yang Sanyang's mind went blank and he blurted out subconsciously.

The eyes of the whole hall gathered in an instant. The ancestor touched his beard, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and then looked at Daoyuan. Daoyuan did not look back, but just smiled and shook his head, and said to the ancestor: "This is the disciple's long-cherished wish for 100,000 years. I hope the ancestor will fulfill it."

The ancestor was silent after hearing this, and after a while, he said, "Since you two are willing, of course, I, as a master, have no reason to stop it."

After a quick calculation of the finger, he said: "It is not a joke to be a Taoist partner. You also need to choose a good day. After the great disaster of gods and demons, it is not too late to talk about this."

"This..." Daoyi hesitated for a moment, and then nodded before that.

"Do everything go away, Daoguo... come with me!" The ancestor turned his head and looked at the field below. He looked at Yang Sanyang with a pale face, said, and then turned around and walked back.

The hall was silent. All the senior brothers looked at Daoyuan and Daoyi in unison. No one congratulated each other. They all hummed coldly and then turned around and walked out of the lobby.

In a blink of an eye, the lively lobby became empty, with only Yang Sanyang, Wa, Fuxi, Styx, Daoxing, and Daoyi remaining in the hall.

"Hahaha! Hahaha! Junior Brother Daoguo, if you have time to drink a bowl of jade liquid for your brother's mountain in the future, it is considered a celebration!" Daoyi laughed loudly, his voice full of pride.

Yang Sanyang looked at Daoyuan with an expressionless face. At this time, Daoyuan's face was complicated and he wanted to speak, but he lowered his head and did not dare to look at each other.

"You go back first, I'll go to see the ancestor." Yang Sanyang didn't say much, ignored morality, turned around and walked towards the backyard.

In the backyard

Tonger looked at Yang Sanyang with a frivolous step and said with concern: "Are you okay?"

"It's nothing!" Yang Sanyang shook his head. Although he likes Daoyuan, he has not reached the point where he lives to the death and will not marry you.

It's just a pity, I feel unwilling to accept it!

"Follow me!" Tong'er led him to the place where the ancestor meditated. The ancestor looked complicated: "Good luck makes people."

"It's really good luck!" Yang Sanyang knelt in front of the ancestor and catered to him.

"If you had not used the innate spiritual treasure to entrust your Dharma image, you would have escaped from the disaster and took off the body of a monkey, and might not have been able to win the favor of the Tao!" The ancestor shook his head: "The appearance is easy to say, but those who can see through it must be Daluo."

Yang Sanyang was silent and after a while, he said: "The ancestor should know the ambition of his disciples. Although women are important, the great way of immortality is even more important. I will never regret using innate spiritual treasures to support the Dharma."

"Great kindness! Fortunately, your ambitions have not been confused!" The ancestor slowly stood up and helped Yang Sanyang up: "Do you know? You are the disciple that the ancestor values ​​the most. Even if you pass on the Tao, it will not be as good as you. Your future achievements may not be able to surpass me. You should know what your teacher values ​​you! Children are long-lasting, but they are just things outside of the body. The Taoist nature is simple, and they are not your good match."

"Disciple knows!" Yang Sanyang said with a wry smile.

"However, this matter may not be without a turnaround. The marriage between Daoyi and Daoyuan will inevitably lead to the great disaster of gods and demons. There will inevitably be variables. You may not be without a chance!" The ancestor patted his shoulder.

"What if I have the chance? In fact, even if I don't have morality, he will never fall in love with me!" Yang Sanyang shook his head. He was very clear from beginning to end. It was impossible for him and Daoyuan to be together.

Just like he doesn't like him, Daoyuan will never like him.

"It's really a cycle of cause and effect, and it's unpleasant to retribution!" Yang Sanyang laughed sarcastically: "You are good to a woman, and there will always be people who treat you as well in the future. Even I can't see through the racial barriers, let alone the fate of Taoism?"

"I'm just angry, angry with morality!" A murderous intent appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes.

The pain of pregnancy beads all over the body, coupled with all the confusing moods, made him wish he could whistle to the sky and kill someone.

The ancestor said that after the great catastrophe of gods and demons, the marriage between the two will change, but Yang Sanyang didn't think much about it. What is the change? What is the change?

"I just hate, why was it her who led me into the Tao?" Yang Sanyang said, gritting his teeth.

"Oh!" The ancestor shook his head and didn't say much, but just sat there quietly, looking into the distance with his eyes silently.

"Don't worry, the disciple has surrendered! The disciple has never been a person who doesn't know the right degree, just Senior Sister Daoyuan... Don't ask him to refine medicine... If you continue practicing, I'm afraid that she will be poisoned to death by herself before the great disaster of life span will come!" Yang Sanyang said with a wry smile.

The ancestor nodded when he heard this, Yang Sanyang bowed and turned around and left.

After leaving the ancestor's palace, Yang Sanyang stood in front of the door and looked around the entire Lingtai Miracle Realm, and then walked down the mountain.

"Daoguo!" A word called Yang Sanyang.

"Daoyi" Yang Sanyang turned his head and saw a figure holding his arms and leaning against the bluestone.

At this time, Daoyi had a faint smile on his lips, and he smiled proudly!

"How? Just because you beast, you want to fight with me? How can you touch Daoyuan?" Daoyi's eyes were full of sarcasm.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this, and after a while he took a deep breath: "Are you waiting for me here to tell me this?"

"I just warn you to stay away from my wife in the future, so as not to taint my wife's reputation!" Daoyi said mockingly, and his words were full of pride.

"I am different from you, my wife, we are human beings, you are just a beast with fur and horns!" Daoyi continued to provoke.

"You'd better keep virtue in your mouth so as not to cause disaster!" Yang Sanyang smiled coldly: "I have always been proficient in innate magic. Today, I look at your forehead with purple and black air, and it is obvious that there is a disaster. Disaster comes from your mouth and the trouble comes from your mouth, so you'd better keep virtue in your mouth."

"Little beast, let's take care of yourself first!" Looking at Yang Sanyang's back, Daoyi sneered coldly.

"Haha!" Yang Sanyang was the only one who responded to morality, sneered: "You don't know at all, what a great existence you are provoking."
Chapter completed!