The innate Bagua is an innate magical power, and its origin is in Yang Sanyang's hands. It doesn't matter if this magical power is transmitted. No matter who has learned the innate Bagua, he must borrow power from the origin of the law of fate in his hands, and the operation of the innate Bagua cannot hide its perception.

In terms of attainment of the innate Bagua, he cannot surpass him, the creator of the innate Bagua.

Bai Ze pricked his ears and looked disdainful on the surface, but his body was honest and approached intentionally or unintentionally.

"If the ancestor doesn't abandon him, let's have a consultant!" Yang Sanyang looked at Bai Ze.

Bai Ze turned around and said in anger: "Well, since you have invited me on your own initiative, I will help you understand and help you check for shortcomings and make up for them."

Looking at Bai Ze's expression, I was actually too lazy to listen to it. Yang Sanyang had the urge to hit someone.

The Eight Trigrams are the evolution of the Book of Changes and the root of all things, and have an unpredictable power that cannot be described.

Yang Sanyang didn't say much, but just took action to draw the Bagua on the ground, and then patiently explained the rules of the evolution of Bagua and explained the tricks of Bagua.

From the beginning of the morning, until the Jade Rabbit rises and candles lit up in the house, Yang Sanyang stopped talking and picked up the tea to moisten his throat.

Bai Ze closed his eyes, and his divine light flowed around him, falling into an inexplicable state. Ye on one side showed fatigue and thoughtfulness appeared in his eyes.

"The magic trick here is not passed on to the third person. If the two have obtained the magic trick, they cannot pass it on!" Yang Sanyang blew the tea slowly.

No one paid attention to him, Bai Ze and Yejia both showed contemplative expressions on their faces.

"Ba~"

After a while, I saw Bai Ze slamming his desk suddenly, showing a look of surprise: "Miscellaneous! Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful. Your innate Eight Trigrams contain the movement of yin and yang, and no one in the world can transcend it. It is the mystery of the way of heaven. I am just a fur, so I have benefited a lot. Master, I will accept your favor and go to seclusion first!"

After the words fell, he crawled into the hanging on Yang Sanyang's chest without saying a word, leaving only Yang Sanyang and Ye sitting in the room.

"I still don't understand many places, but I don't remember many places!" Ye looked at Yang Sanyang with a hint of grievance in his eyes.

"Don't worry, we have time. Bai Ze is the innate sacred person, so of course it is not comparable to us, the vulgar people!" Yang Sanyang smiled and held Ye in his arms, explaining in a warm voice, repeating the mystery of the gossip.

At night, the two of them hugged each other. During the day, they studied gossip, then fished in pond fish, hunted wild animals, and lived a happy life.

Time is long, two months pass by quickly, and the day when Yang Sanyang leaves is getting closer and closer.

On this day, Yang Sanyang sat upright on the river bank, and the fishing rod in his hand kept shaking, accompanied by a wisp of breeze. Ye sat quietly beside Yang Sanyang, carefully comprehending the gossip. From time to time, he raised his head to look at Yang Sanyang, and a hint of nostalgia appeared in his eyes. Although she had not understood the gossip thoroughly, she also remembered the way of using gossip and waited for her to slowly comprehend it in the future.

Where was Yang Sanyang sitting upright? His consciousness became hazy in a trance, and the void around him changed. The next moment, the universe changed, and the endless sea of ​​fire rose up: "That little man, come forward."

A majestic voice sounded, like a golden rule, with an unquestionable tone.

"Where is this?" Yang Sanyang looked at the overwhelming sea of ​​fire around him, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise. Although he was surprised, he was not panicked.

"You will know when you come here!" said the voice.

When Yang Sanyang heard this, he moved his heart, followed the sound and walked forward slowly. Then he saw a familiar figure in a trance and subconsciously exclaimed: "Golden Crow!"

The familiar nest, the familiar bird. It’s just different from the time. Now the bird is fine and has mysterious runes, and it flows with endless mysteries.

"I am Taiyi!" The bird slowly stood up from the nest, with a hint of pride in his eyes.

"I have seen Taiyi God, but I wonder what instructions did Taiyi God come to call me?" Yang Sanyang was not stupid enough to ask why the other party could speak. Is this a difficult task for the gods?

Taiyi lived here for three hundred years. If he couldn't even understand human language, he would be a human race.

"You are destined to be with me!" Tai Yi said.

"I hope God will give me the method of immortality!" Yang Sanyang directly surrendered to the ground without saying a word.

Isn't it written in the novels like this?

This golden crow can be called Bai Ze and can suppress the Fire God. He must be the strongest among the gods. And thinking about Taiyi in the ancient novels in his previous life, he couldn't help but feel excited.

Whether this world is related to its previous life needs to be verified in the future.

Taiyi flashed a hint of embarrassment when he heard this: "I am a prenatal god. What should I do with the acquired practice method? No! No! Don't be too long-winded!"

"I am summoning you to come today, just to tell you that my nirvana is about to be completed and I want to leave this place. At that time, the gods will come. You have many secrets on you. If the gods know you, you must peel your cramps and skin. You still need to hide it. Don't let the gods see the clues!" Taiyi said in a naive way.

"Oh, thank you for your teachings, I know!" Yang Sanyang got up. There was no way to live forever, why did he kneel down?

"This kid is really snobbish!" Taiyi complained in his heart and said to Yang Sanyang: "Your qualifications are really low, and you can't comprehend thoroughly the three divine texts for hundreds of years, otherwise I can also find a master for you. But if you have such low qualifications, I can't afford to lose that face."

Yang Sanyang was speechless when he heard this, rolled his eyes, lowered his head and stood there silently.

"You boy will have a karma and effect entanglement with me in the future. Let's talk about anything that will happen in the future. Let's go back!" The golden crow flapped its wings, and Yang Sanyang felt a twist in his body. A voice came from a trance: "By the way, I forgot to tell you that the dragons and carp you slaughtered last time have a big background, so you should be careful in the future."

In a trance, Yang Sanyang woke up, the breeze blew, the fishing rod in his hand trembled, and the fish had already taken the bait.

He pulled the fish up slowly. Yang Sanyang looked at the person who was comprehending the gossip in the distance, and his heart moved: "Taiyi? Is it the title of the golden crow? Is it a coincidence, or is it really that world? Bai Ze had also said words like the Demon Ancestor and the God Emperor before."

A trace of thought appeared in Yang Sanyang's eyes. Taiyi pulled himself into his dream. He thought the other party was going to give him some benefits, but he didn't expect that Balabala said a lot of nonsense.

When he thought in his mind, Yang Sanyang simply put down his fishing rod and walked towards the altar. From a distance, he saw the golden light soaring into the sky at the altar, as if it was boundless flames, penetrated into the sky.

In the golden light, a three-legged divine bird the size of an ordinary rooster slowly floated in the void, and an indescribable mystery flashed all over his body.

"I've seen the God!" Yang Sanyang clasped his fists and bowed to Taiyi.

"What are you here for?" Taiyi glanced at Yang Sanyang.

"Well, God really doesn't have a way to practice?" Yang Sanyang asked tentatively.

If he had known Taiyi in his previous life, would there be any more powerful masters in this world than him?

In a certain era, except Hongjun, he is already invincible?

Is there any better thigh than him?

"No! No! I'll ignore the things that the acquired ants have figured out when they are figured out!" Taiyi's words were full of pride.

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly when he heard this, and thoughts broke out in his heart: "The previous Bagua prediction that the immortal fate was coming recently. Could it be that my immortal fate should be on him?"

"Is there really no God?" Yang Sanyang was still unwilling to accept it.

"No, it's not. You little stingy, don't bother me about this!" Taiyi said impatiently.

Yang Sanyang was silent and said after a while: "I don't know if the Lord can give me some advice, how can a villain obtain the method of immortality?"

"Immortality? Your qualifications are inferior to those of stubborn stones, so you don't even think about it. I really don't know why, in the future, I actually have a big cause and effect and a big entanglement with you, the little man!" Tai shook his head, and a hint of disdain appeared in his eyes.

"If I want to become a disciple, I wonder which honorable god is suitable in the Great Wilderness?" Yang Sanyang refused to let go of the opportunity. He seemed not to see Taiyi's impatience, and still asked persistently.

Hearing this, he looked at Yang Sanyang sideways and said, "You will be so determined to die. No matter who it is, you will not accept you. If you have too poor qualifications, who will accept you?"

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly when he heard this, with a hint of disappointment on his face.

It seemed that he saw Yang Sanyang's disappointment in his eyes, and Jinwu couldn't bear it:

"I have seen your efforts for the past three hundred years, but if you don't have talent, you don't have talent. If you can't learn divine texts, you will not be able to practice. If you talk about the most clever acquired practice method in the world, it seems that there is a supreme great enlightenment in the square cun mountain of Lingtai, and the three-star cave of the silence moon. This great enlightenment has a profound practice. Although it is much worse than the original, it is also a first-class strong man in the Great Wilderness."

"Lingtai Fangcun Mountain? The slanting moon Sanxing Cave?" Yang Sanyang was shocked when he heard this: "Is it a coincidence?"

"I can tell you what I can do. Ancestor, I have told you. How to leave in the future depends on your own! You should retreat. It won't take long for the master to be perfect in my Taoism. You can't bear the power you burst out!" Taiyi said.

Yang Sanyang retreated with a wry smile. Before he could take two steps, he heard Jinwu behind him speak: "That little man, please stop."

"Is it because the Lord of God changing his mind and trying to save me forever and teach the supreme magic?" Yang Sanyang stopped, turned around, and looked ecstatic.

"Cough cough cough!" Taiyi coughed dryly, feeling a little weak, but he forced himself to stubbornly and said, "Don't be sacrificing in your tribe in the sun. Just now, I woke up and felt a little hungry. The origin of the Fire God was swallowed by me. You can go down."

After saying that, a strong wind roared on his wings, without giving Yang Sanyang time to react, and he had already fallen into the pond in the distance.
Chapter completed!