What is the general trend?

A situation arising from the interweaving of countless causes and effects and destiny is like a two-game game, and when both sides play, one side reveals a downward trend, it is difficult to turn the tables without accidents.

But if you say you don’t have a chance to turn the tables, it may not be!

"After just 48,000 years, the Great Wilderness has countless creatures, and has returned to its past prosperity, but the glory of the gods is gone!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of emotion: "After a 1 yuan number, it is time for Amitabha to appear. The power of the holy is not revealed. The sentient beings in the Great Wilderness only know the secret of the scriptures, but do not know the power of the saints. The faith they collected is very thin. Although there are still legends of saints in the Great Wilderness, it is just a legend after all. It is hard to imagine how majestic the saints are."

"Amitabha needs to accumulate the power of taking action several times. The Great Wilderness will not be calm in the future!" Yang Sanyang's face became solemn, and a divine light flowed out from his eyes.

Thoughts flowed in his mind. Yang Sanyang was thinking about the future path. He suddenly raised his head and looked at the distant horizon. Then his palm stretched out, and the void twisted, and a jade talisman fell into his hand.

"The ancestor's decree, I didn't expect to hear the ancestor's message again in 50,000 years!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of joy: "The ancestor's decree that I will go back must be about the Taoist fate. My disciple of Fangcunshan in Lingtai will never die in vain."

He thought in his heart and looked at Bai Ze: "Ancestor is interested in going back with me?"

Bai Ze's eyes flashed when he heard this: "Go back? Has that old guy Hong recovered his cultivation?"

"The ancestor was severely injured by the Demon Ancestor. If it were so easy to recover, it would not be the Demon Ancestor's method! The ancestor ordered me to go back this time, it must be for the sake of my senior sister!" Yang Sanyang took one step forward, and the entire Yujing Mountain was uprooted up the roots of the water and fire robe, and the Taiqing Liangyi Micro-Dust Array flew out, and was successfully put away by Yang Sanyang, turning into clothes and putting it on his body.

The water and fire robe itself contains a large space array. Since he decided to leave, he would never leave Fuxi, Nuwa and others here. The ancient ten evil spirits live in Kunlun Mountains, which is not easy to deal with.

The water and fire Taoist robe was transformed from the mountain protection formation to its Taoist robe, wrapping the entire Yujing Mountain, and landing in the void opened by the water and fire Taoist robe.

The divine light flowed in Yang Sanyang's eyes, and the next moment, turned into a rainbow light, flying up unscrupulously, rushing towards the direction of Fangcunshan of Lingtai.

I have visited the old place again. Forty-eight thousand years have passed, and Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is still the same Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, with vitality and Ganoderma lucidum everywhere. It is just that the palaces, houses, and medicine gardens that belonged to the life of Fangcun Mountain disciples at that time have been blown away by the rain and wind in the wind.

The Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is gone! It has been melted by nature!

The stone tablet in front of the mountain gate is still the same, and the traces of time on the Amitabha Sutra are like, but the handwriting still exists.

The classics of the Holy Way naturally gather in the dark.

Under the stone tablet, there were monsters standing. At this time, the monsters looked peaceful and sat cross-legged in front of the stone tablet with Buddha nature, comprehending the various words on the stone tablet.

"I didn't expect that the monsters in the mountains would become climate!" A divine light appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. If he could comprehend the Buddhist scriptures, he would inevitably resolve the hostility of the beasts. He could gather here, and he was kind and had the heart to cultivate the truth.

Regarding Yang Sanyang's arrival, some monsters just looked back and then continued to lie on the ground, slowly comprehending the classics of the Holy Tao. Some monsters have been immersed in the state of concentration and have fallen into the infinite mystery of Buddhism and cannot extricate themselves.

Yang Sanyang's mouth raised slightly, and a hint of relief flowed out of his eyes: "These are all good seedlings of the rise of my holy path."

The monsters were transformed, with human faces on their faces, but they were characterized by wild beasts. They were like little monsters in Journey to the West, each wearing hair and horns.

Yang Sanyang walked around the stone tablet and continued to walk into the mountains, then suddenly stopped.

There is no road behind the stone tablet!

He remembered clearly that there should be a road leading to the mountains here, but at this time it was flooded with weeds and sand and gravel. Unknown old trees in the mountains were entrenched wherever they were densely packed and could not see the edges at first glance.

The world changes!

Fifty thousand years is too long.

Even in the 21st century high-tech world of humans, if all humans are missing, five thousand years will be enough to erase all humans.

The world changes, and the self-restoration of the way of heaven and heaven is beyond doubt. Even if humans are ten thousand times stronger, they cannot match this natural power. This is the power belonging to the way of heaven.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Yang Sanyang looked at the missing palace on the mountain, and for a moment, thousands of feelings poured into his heart.

The next moment, the void was twisted, and Yang Sanyang had already arrived outside the Taoist palace where the ancestors preached.

The Taoist Palace has also been destroyed and disappeared, with only three or two pillars shaking in the wind.

Yang Sanyang felt uncomfortable. He lifted his robe, bent his legs and kneeled straight down, knelt down to the hall above: "Disciple Daoguo, bowing to the ancestors. They are all unfilial disciples, and they have caused disasters to the mountain gate just now. They are all the disciples' fault! They are all the disciples' fault!"

After saying that, he bowed respectfully, and a hint of regret appeared in his eyes.

The void in front of him was twisted, covering Yang Sanyang, and a familiar qi flowed. Then Yang Sanyang's body changed and he had already arrived in another world.

"Master!"

Yang Sanyang raised his head in surprise, but saw a familiar figure sitting cross-legged in the endless void, looking at him with a smile.

Tonger lay lazily beside the ancestor, winked at Yang Sanyang, showed a bitter face, and then lowered his head silently.

"Disciple, pay homage to the ancestor!" Yang Sanyang kowtowed respectfully.

The ancestor looked at Yang Sanyang, and after a long time, he spoke: "You are now reborn and have made the supreme bone, and it has become a climate."

"I need to give more advice from Master." Yang Sanyang's tone was a little choked.

"What? You are about to attain enlightenment now. After you have passed the Six Thieves, why do you still have this expression?" Tong Er looked at Yang Sanyang's swollen eyes and said with a slight mockery.

The ancestor smiled and rescued Yang Sanyang:

"It is precisely because of the impending enlightenment that our nature is becoming more and more difficult to suppress. If we do it in a straightforward way, the true meaning of our cultivation!"

"My Lingtai Fangcunshan Dao is to cultivate the mind. Our cultivators pursue the supreme way, and everything comes from the heart! If you want to cry, you will laugh. As long as you suppress your distractions and calm your mind, you will let him go!" The ancestor said with a smile.

Hearing the words of the ancestor, Yang Sanyang lowered his head and touched the ground with his forehead: "The disciple is a sinner in the mountain gate. The Qilin tribe and the Phoenix tribe have an excuse to attack me, and I asked the Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai to fall into the current land. The mountain gate is deserted and the disciples are scattered. How could all of them be miserable?"

"No! This is the general trend! Even without you, King Qilin and Ancestor Feng will come to you sooner or later. This is the disaster of Fangcun Mountain in my Lingtai!" The ancestor shook his head.

After hearing the words of the ancestor, Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly. He didn't know this truth, but he just couldn't overcome this hurdle in his heart.

After all, the disaster is caused by his relationship with Taoism and morality.

Of course, the energy of the gods has fallen to the low point, and there is also the reason why it is implicated in Lingtai Fangcunshan to suffer backlash.

"It's just a mere Taoist temple. You can rebuild it when you think about it. You are very happy to be able to achieve today!" The ancestor looked at Yang Sanyang with a smile: "Among all the disciples of the mountain gate, the only ones that are valued by the master are Taoism and you. All of them are passers-by here. After the disaster, they will all turn into gray. As the master has been in a billion years, how could he take such things seriously?"

Yang Sanyang shook his head when he heard this: "But I can't overcome the hurdle in my heart. If the introduction did not happen to the disciple, I would never be so sad."

"You are taking it for Daoyuan!" The ancestor sighed: "Daoyuan is a poor person. When he was severely injured, it was too late to save him."

Yang Sanyang was silent. The ancestor was definitely not a match for the Qilin King at this time. Unless the ancestor recovered from 80% of his injuries, he would be sure to suppress the Qilin King.

Moreover, now the three tribes have achieved great power, and even if the ancestors take action, they will not get any benefits.

"This matter is not over!" Yang Sanyang gritted his teeth: "Senior Sister Daoyuan died, but she didn't even know where her body was left. How can the disciples give up?"

"What we need to do now is to retrieve Daoyuan's corpse, and to see people alive and die!" The ancestor looked at Yang Sanyang, and was silent for a while before saying: "It is not difficult to retrieve Daoyuan's corpse, but there is one thing you need to agree to me."

"I hope the ancestor will give me some advice," Yang Sanyang immediately said respectfully.

"Now that the three tribes have achieved great power, you should not fight with them head-on. As a teacher, he will use the power of the gods to suppress the Qilin tribe. The Qilin King will definitely not offend the gods at this time. It is not difficult for you to go to the Qilin tribe to get the body of Daoyuan. But you still need to agree to me, and this matter must be given up, and you must never mention it again in the future!" The ancestor looked at him with a bright look: "At least when the three tribes occupy the great power of heaven and earth, you cannot mention it again. The grudges between you and the three tribes will come to an end for the time being."

"Since Daoyuan has been broken in, I don't want to see you being broken in!" The ancestor looked at him with a burning look, and a golden sticker formed in his hand: "If you answer me, I will take the initiative to ask for Daoyuan's body. If you refuse to respond to me..."

Speaking of this, the ancestor glanced at the golden sticker in his hand, then waved it gently, and the golden sticker was suspended in the void in front of him.

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly when he heard this. The ancestor said this too late. He had already slept with the Jade Qilin and was in trouble. How easy was it to get out?
Chapter completed!