"I didn't expect that ten thousand years would pass like this in a hurry." Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of emotion. When time is just a number, people will lose their concept of time.

Yang Sanyang untied the knot that had been bound to the back of his head, and a hint of emotion appeared in his eyes. The knot of time became more crystal clear and deeper, as if it contained a river of time.

The hair behind the head was bound by a jade crown and menstruation wheel, and the time rope knot was just a decoration. After thinking about it, Yang Sanyang narrowed the time rope knot and tied it to his wrist, forming a hanging ornament.

As time goes by, the power of the knot of time will only become stronger and stronger. It is not impossible to reverse time and space in the future and return to eternity.

Treasures involving time are rarer than innate spiritual treasures, especially this type of growth-type innate spiritual treasure, which has infinite potential. The years of the great wilderness change rapidly, and the future of the knot of time is unimaginable.

The lotus pond in front of me was full of lotus flowers, with golden carp playing leisurely in the pond water, and the blue bird fell bored on the lotus, carving the lotus seeds on the lotus.

The lotus flowers in the pond are mixed with pink, which looks quite pleasing to the eye.

There are flowers and plants in the hall, with bright vitality, all carefully trimmed, and the gurgling water makes it look particularly fresh.

"Where is the Styx and Fuxi?" Yang Sanyang came back to his senses and said.

"We are all in seclusion. Senior Brother Styx is practicing the second Dharma image. My brother is comprehending the Bagua, saying that he feels that the innate Bagua is somewhat inconsistent with the Great Thousand World, and no one has been seen for more than 10,000 years!" Wa pouted her mouth.

Yang Sanyang smiled. Everyone was working hard to practice. Suddenly, his heart moved. The qi in the alchemy furnace changed. Yang Sanyang smiled softly: "It's done!"

The Fire-Breaking Pill was refined a long time ago, but Yang Sanyang had no time to check it out. He was immersed in the perception of the Holy Realm, but he forgot about the Fire-Breaking Pill.

Carrying his hands on his back, Yang Sanyang slowly walked out of the hall. Subconsciously raised his head and looked at the Sun Star. The Sun Star, filled with black particles, couldn't help but be stunned: "It's another Cretaceous?"

Snowflakes as big as a human head fell in the sky, the ground was stained with thick white snow, and flowers and plants in the courtyard were as green as new.

"You go against the other day, it seems that the way of life has come to an end and has already entered the way!" Looking at the scene that is still vibrant in the wind and snow, Yang Sanyang couldn't help but smile.

"It depends on the spiritual objects given by my senior brother," Wa said with a smile.

Yang Sanyang slowly stepped on the snow, leaving footprints that were deep enough to penetrate his knees. His eyes were dazzled for a moment, and he didn't know if he had remembered something.

Yang Sanyang stood outside the courtyard for a long time before he came outside the Daoyuan Gate and felt the qi that Daoyuan gradually woke up. After a while, he said: "There is still a little time to wake up. I'll go and see that old acquaintance."

As soon as he took a step forward, the void ripples were rippling like water waves. Yang Sanyang disappeared directly in the wind and snow. When he appeared again, he had already reached the sycamore tree.

Under the sycamore tree

The bridle was emitting and the body was filled with a foul smell and was sitting there in a daze. Without saying a word, it seemed like a sculpture or a dead corpse.

The dust on Daoyi's body had turned into a rock. He was like a sculpture, a sculpture made of stone, standing there, his solidified face full of hatred.

"Haha, how are you doing ten thousand years? How is it like waiting to die?" Yang Sanyang stood behind the stone statue, his voice full of mockery.

"Haha!" A sneer came from the stone statue: "Daoguo, you will definitely not die well! The more you want to get the fate of Tao, the less I will ask you to succeed."

After hearing this, Yang Sanyang ignored it and glanced at Morality carefully. Although the other party has recovered some vitality for 18,000 years, it is only a few. It is still a hundred and eight thousand miles away from experiencing the three disasters:

"I'm too lazy to be angry with the dead. You know I won't kill you, and you don't have to anger me."

"If you don't kill me, you will regret it sooner or later." Daoyi smiled coldly.

"I'm waiting for you to tell me to regret it!" Yang Sanyang smiled, his figure blurred, and disappeared into the formation.

Outside the Taoyuan Gate

Yang Sanyang and Wa were sweeping the snow, and suddenly a 'creak' sound came from the room, which made the two of them look at each other. The door of the room opened and Daoyuan slowly walked out of the room.

"Senior Sister!" Yang Sanyang showed a row of big white teeth.

Looking at Yang Sanyang's flattering look, Wa's nose wrinkled, she showed a hint of dissatisfaction, lowered her head and said, "Senior Sister."

"I didn't expect that this retreat had entered the state of concentration. Before I knew it, 18,000 years passed, and I didn't know what happened to Senior Brother Yi!" Daoyuan's eyes showed a hint of worry and smiled at Yang Sanyang: "I haven't seen each other for more than ten thousand years. My junior brother looks very good and has a full spirit. I want to live a happy life."

Yang Sanyang's hair was still as if it were jade. Without the Dingfeng Pill, he naturally recovered his fairy skin and jade bones.

"How can morality be bad with the help of the sycamore tree? Senior sister, please care more about yourself! After 18,000 years of cultivation, your foundation has not been made up, and it is still much worse than the level of passing the tribulation." Yang Sanyang shook his head.

"It doesn't matter if I die. The key is Senior Brother Daoyi. He is responsible for the racial responsibility and is related to the future of the Stone Human race. There should be no accidents!" Daoyuan smiled when she heard this, and then quickly walked out of the courtyard: "I'll go see Senior Brother Daoyi, do you want to come?"

"Of course!" Yang Sanyang nodded repeatedly and followed quickly.

"Hmph!" Looking at the backs of the two, Wa raised the broom in her hand, and snow suddenly filled the sky: "I am so attentive in front of my senior sister, and I have no spirit at all."

"Daoyi doesn't know that the sycamore tree belongs to you. Will you follow him..." Halfway through the way, Daoyuan seemed to remember something, and stopped and looked at Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang was stunned when he heard this, his thoughts quickly turned and he said to himself: "This is a flaw! I have ignored this flaw. I have been a little proud recently."

"It's okay, since he has made a vow, it's okay to ask him to know!" Yang Sanyang said calmly.

"Okay!" Daoyuan nodded without asking any more questions.

The two chatted all the way and came to the Bagua Formation.

"You said, if you don't come to see him, will your senior brother be annoyed me?" Daoyuan asked.

Yang Sanyang did not answer and said in his heart: "You are afraid you won't be angry, but you wish you could peel me up by life and death."

"Hey, my senior brother swallowed the innate sycamore tree for 18,000 years. I don't know if he has recovered his energy and spirit! He should have recovered his foundation, right? That's the innate spiritual root."

"It should be no problem!"

Daoyuan kept muttering himself along the way, his voice full of trepidation.

Yang Sanyang didn't say anything, but sneered in his heart and said to himself: "You're afraid you guessed wrong!"

"If Daoyi is not tactful later and directly criticizes me in front of Daoyuan, I will give him a good look!" Yang Sanyang had countless words waiting for Daoyi, and this time he had to force him to the dead end.

After passing through the clouds and mist, the two entered the formation and saw the statue under the sycamore tree at first glance.

"That's... Senior Brother!!!" Looking at the stone sculpture with its decay, Daoyuan couldn't help but tremble, and suddenly he turned dizzy. His body couldn't help but feel soft and he staggered towards the stone sculpture.

"How could this happen? How did he turn into a stone carving? There is still no sign of improvement in the decline of the energy. Didn't he practice with the help of the sycamore tree? How could he be like this?" Yang Sanyang looked surprised, his eyes full of surprise.

"Senior Brother! You look like this? Why is this? Why has your injuries not improved?" Daoyuan was already crying like rain, and she cried into tears.

"Oh, luck makes people!" The stone sculpture cracked open, and Daoyi walked out of the stone sculpture with a gloomy expression. Looking at the Daoyuan in front of him, his eyes were filled with emotion: "You brother thought you would never see you in this life."

Morality swept through Yang Sanyang, and there was no anger in his eyes, but only emotion.

"Senior brother, why is this happening?" Daoyuan's eyes were full of confusion.

"Since you walked out of the formation, I wanted to practice with the help of the sycamore tree, but I could not borrow any of them! I wanted to go out to find you, but I was trapped by the gray mist. I thought you would be back soon, but I knew that this would take thousands of years..." Daoyi's voice was full of bitterness.

"I can't borrow Wutong's essence, why is this happening? Why is this happening?" The following words were said to Yang Sanyang, and his eyes looked at Yang Sanyang.

Yang Sanyang's expression changed at this time. He quickly walked to the wutong tree, carefully observed it, and then his expression changed, and he turned back to Daoyi: "Senior sister doesn't know that the wutong tree is actually connected to the Lingtai Fangcunshan veins, and the innate vitality is coagulated, so he can't borrow a little."

When Daoyuan heard this, his face turned pale. His previous joy disappeared completely. He looked at Daoyi in panic: "How could this happen! How could this happen! In this way, wouldn't the senior brother spend thousands of years of time? What should we do if the future disasters come?"

As he spoke, he looked at Yang Sanyang with a little blame: "Junior brother, this is all yours. Why didn't you have a good time to have a checkup before?"

"Senior sister wronged me. I didn't know that this would happen. He could have borrowed the innate vitality before!" Yang Sanyang's eyes were full of grievances.

"Okay, junior sister, don't blame Junior Brother Daoguo. I think Daoguo didn't mean it, right?" Daoyi comforted Daoyuan, and then Gu Jing Wubo's eyes looked at Yang Sanyang, and for some reason he called him a sudden heart: "What's wrong, Daoyi didn't turn against me, but instead said good things for me?"

"What bad water is this guy holding back?" Yang Sanyang thought in his heart, but responded calmly on the surface: "This time you said something fair."

"What should I do? Senior brother has not recovered his energy, what should I do?" Cold sweat kept flowing out from Daoyuan's black body.

"Junior sister, don't be anxious. For my brother's fate, let's leave this ghost place first!" Daoyi said with a smile, without any annoyance on his face.
Chapter completed!