Bai Ze widened his eyes when he heard this, his eyes were dripping at Yang Sanyang, then looked at the immortal rope lock in his hand, and said in disbelief: "Are you really willing to use this treasure to exchange for a wonderful trick?"

"As long as the ancestor is willing to give me the wonderful skills of cultivation, I will give this treasure to the ancestor." Yang Sanyang stared at Bai Ze with a bright look.

"What a pity!" Bai Ze sighed: "But I don't have the magic tricks to practice."

Bai Ze is an innate divine beast. What should I do if I want the practice technique?

Just like in later generations, what does a lawyer do when he learns history? Unless he is idle and has nothing to do.

"Really not?" Yang Sanyang was unwilling.

"Boy, you must know how many people can inherit the blood of the ancestors in the heavens? The growth of the tribe depends entirely on the wonderful skills of cultivation. No matter which skill of cultivation, it will be regarded as the supreme treasure and will not be spread easily. Moreover, if you want to practice, you must be a person with extraordinary talent. I would like to say something bad. You barbarians have low qualifications and want to practice, you are simply delusional."

Yang Sanyang was unwilling to accept this and just lowered his head and said, "What if he had to practice?"

"Do you have to practice?" Bai Ze thought briefly after hearing this: "You should worship the innate sacred sarcasm and you can pass on the wonderful secrets of the great way."

"Isn't the ancestor a congenital sacred?" Yang Sanyang stared at Bai Ze with his eyes shining brightly.

"I can't do it. I don't know that wonderful skill at all! And... that supreme wonderful skill must be taught by the gods. My cultivation is now just a careless among the innate gods, and I am far from reaching the realm of enlightenment teaching to open the doors of all wonders!" Bai Ze shook his head.

"Super God?" Yang Sanyang was curious about this word again.

"Hey, why do you care about so much? Anyway, you are not suitable for practicing. If I return to my peak state, return to the central divine court, and recommend you to some gods, maybe for the sake of my master, you may have some hope. But I have suffered a heavy blow now, and I will not be able to recover from the wounds for a while. By then, your bones are rotten, so don't think too much!" Bai Ze shook his head.

"I'm not willing to give up. Is there no other way?" Yang Sanyang was unwilling to give up, staring at Bai Ze with expectation in his eyes.

"It's hard! It's hard as if it's as heaven!" Bai Ze shook his head.

In fact, there was something he didn't say, and it was impossible for the gods to accept him as their disciples.

Just like the campus of the Twenty-One World, there will be no monkey or wild boar as a student. The human race has low qualifications. Since the creation of the world, it has not yet started to cultivate civilization and has not passed down its ancestral blood. It is only one human race.

It is precisely because of the low qualifications of the human race that it seems very strange and is kept by the gods as pets to prevent human extinction.

Of course, if one day Yang Sanyang would learn to practice the wonderful methods while the gods sat down, the gods would not blame him.

Just like a monkey knows how to read and speak, it will only attract countless gods to watch and be curious.

The human race has too poor qualifications, and the gods have never thought of helping the human race to open up their spiritual wisdom and embark on the road of cultivation. Unfortunately, humans have a natural shortcomings.

Of course, Bai Ze doesn’t need to say these words!

He was so close to Yang Sanyang that he was like a normal person who met a talking animal, and he thought it was strange.

That's all!

Of course, I also want to wait for someone to die to inherit his inheritance.

Temptation of treasures is gone!

However, thinking that Yang Sanyang could be blessed by the power of the Great Dao, Bai Ze was not sure: "This little barbarian has a huge source of blessing, and may not be able to embark on the road of cultivation and open up a new era."

Thinking of Yang Sanyang's overwhelming fortune, even Bai Ze was speechless and did not dare to be too rude to Yang Sanyang. Anyone who has this overwhelming fortune, boundless fortune and merit will be treated differently.

Of course, it is still a very important factor that cannot beat Yang Sanyang.

If you rely on others, the innate gods must admit defeat.

What can Bai Ze do? He was helpless. He shouldn't call Tiantian, but the earth was not effective. There was a monster demon king outside staring at him, and the fire god inside suffered severe damage. What can he do?

If you can't get out, you can only rely on this little barbarian to protect you.

Bai Ze's eyes rolled, then he slapped his thighs: "I don't want the magic trick of immortality, but if you just want to extend your life, there is a chance right now. It's just that you are a little barbarian, and going out is just a death sentence. It's better not to mention this matter! It's better not to mention it!"

"Old ancestor, I hope my ancestor will give me some advice!" Yang Sanyang's eyes lit up when he heard this. It would be good to not be able to live forever, and it would be good to extend his life.

"You really want to listen?" Bai Ze hesitated.

"I want to listen, I hope the ancestor will give me some advice!" Yang Sanyang said respectfully.

Bai Ze touched his beard when he heard this, and then looked into the distance with his eyes: "Here there is a mountain with a demon king living in the mountain called "Mifeng King."

Yang Sanyang didn't say anything, but just continued to listen quietly.

Bai Ze said slowly: "The reason why King Mifeng occupies this place is because a spiritual medicine was born in the mountains and forests, called "Grass Return to Pills."

"Grass is back to elixir?" Yang Sanyang's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Yes, it's just grass to return elixir! Eating a grass to return elixir can prolong life for three thousand years. Three thousand years is just a blink of an eye for the gods, but for you waiting for ants, it's not short time. If you survive it, you may get some luck." Bai Ze said slowly.

"Bang~"

Before Bai Ze finished speaking, he was pressed to the ground by Yang Sanyang: "Ant? Who do you think is an ant?"

"Oh~, speak well, don't slap in the face!" Bai Zelang howled in a crying voice, his voice miserable: "Master, can't I say the wrong thing?"

"Ba~"

Yang Sanyang withdrew his hand and felt a little angry. Such a weak innate god dared to say that he was an ant.

Although he warned himself to be respectful to the gods, he couldn't help but feel angry when he saw the other party being arrogant and trying to seize his treasure.

Perhaps he was familiar with Bai Ze and had seen the other party's shameless appearance, Yang Sanyang had no sense of awe at all.

"What's the ability of the Mifeng Demon King? Since the other party has the word "demon", I'm afraid I can't deal with it!" Yang Sanyang let go of Bai Ze.

Bai Ze looked at Yang Sanyang with a sad face, and burst into tears with tears in his eyes. He was actually beaten by a "monkey"!

It was simply a loss of the face of the god.

"I don't know, I'm just talking to you. Although you have all kinds of treasures, you can't play it out. If you have a little cultivation, then the grass and pill is not in your pocket!" Bai Ze covered his head, his eyes full of helplessness.

"Old ancestor, how do you think of me? Can you steal the grass and pill from under the nose of the Demon King Mifeng?" Yang Sanyang took out the fishing rod and looked at Bai Ze with his eyes.

"This thing is mysterious. Maybe you can try it out. It just offended the Mifeng Demon King and formed a mortal hatred. I'm afraid you won't be able to deal with it in the future!" Bai Ze's face looked hesitant.

"I think there are still some opportunities. I have Tianyi to cover up my energy. As long as I get to the grass and elixir near the grass and elixir and use this fishing rod to hook the grass and elixir away, it will last for three thousand years..." Yang Sanyang's eyes turned red after thinking about it.

Wealth and honor are in danger, how can we not take a try?

"After you say this, there is really some hope. The three disasters of Mifeng have not been overcome. They have only condensed the demon pill. They have never attained the fruit of heaven and earth. Therefore, they protect the grass and return pills, and want to use them to prolong life and increase their foundation. With the guidance of my ancestor, you have some hope. You kid have just come out of the place where the Fire God is blessed, and there are many disasters. If something goes wrong, you kid's life will be in danger!" Bai Ze's eyes were full of solemnity.

To be honest, Bai Ze was so angry that he was chased by the Mifeng Demon King. If this revenge was not avenged, where would he put the face of his innate god?

This kid is lucky, and he believes that he is the son of Dadao. Even if he doesn't understand cultivation, he will definitely be in danger and save the King Mifeng from his storm.

However, the Great Wilderness is really dangerous. If he is not careful, he will die at any risk, so he will not be able to instigate Yang Sanyang to run out.

"Three thousand years of life! If you can live for three thousand years, you will have three thousand years of variables!" Yang Sanyang slowly stood up: "There is no choice. I don't know when the opportunity will come. I just do everything I can grasp."

"Are you really going?" Bai Ze was stunned for a moment, looking at Yang Sanyang in surprise: "Do you know, what does Dahuang mean to you, a person with no cultivation?"

Although Bai Ze wanted to take revenge, he could not watch Yang Sanyang die. To be honest, Yang Sanyang was a bit evil, especially when he saw the blessing of the Great Dao with his own eyes, and the practice of shooting the sun bow made him feel even more unsure.

It’s a bit embarrassing to say it, but Bai Ze is still extremely afraid of Yang Sanyang!

Not ordinary fear!

I was afraid of a monkey, and I was afraid that a large group of innate gods would die of laughter when I said it, but Bai Ze knew it in his heart.

Especially the hazy sky net that flashed in the other party's eyes, Bai Ze was even more afraid.

"It's not easy to mess with. This kid has a big secret." Bai Ze muttered in his heart: "I instigated him to steal the grass and return the pill. If this kid is in trouble, I will definitely be backfired by my anger."

"Of course I know what it means, but I have no choice!" Yang Sanyang sighed: "Old ancestor knows how long I live?"

"Not more than two hundred years," Bai Ze said confidently: "Develop all potential for 800 years."

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly. He did not dare to expect to encounter an opportunity to change his fate within two hundred years, but he wanted to seize all the opportunities he could reach.

"Please ask the ancestor to fulfill his promise." Yang Sanyang bowed his fists and bowed.

Bai Ze was silent after hearing this, and after a while, he said, "You know my current state. Once the matter is exposed, I will be buried with you. This matter is not a joke."

Looking at Yang Sanyang's firm expression, Bai Ze gritted his teeth: "Damn it! You are not afraid, how can I be afraid of my innate sacred?"

To be honest, he couldn't help but feel angry!

He is a sacred person and almost got eaten by an ant. How could he not be angry?

Frustrated!

Extremely frustrated!

If he hadn't recovered his cultivation, he would have crushed the other party to death long ago.
Chapter completed!