The void stretched out and the mountains were spreading across the sea. Yang Sanyang felt a twist in front of his eyes, and then he became dizzy. After opening his eyes again, the ancestor had disappeared. Only Daoyuan sat in front of a pool of water with a smile, fiddling with stones of unknown color, and a brightness appeared in his eyes.

"Oh, you little monkey wake up, and you will hang out with me from now on!" Daoyuan stroked his finger: "The whole mountain belongs to mine!"

"Oh, forget it! You little monkey can't understand what I said!" Daoyuan directly pulled Yang Sanyang up, visited the scenery in the mountains, and then pointed to a beautiful cave with various skins and straws. "This is your nest in the future. Do you know if you want to be here?"

Then Daoyuan pointed to an equally simple cave not far away: "This is my nest, let's go next to each other. If you have something to do in the future, just call me directly. I'll complete this morning class first, and you can play it yourself."

Daoyuan left far away, leaving Yang Sanyang standing in a daze at the cave, looking at the clear view, with a hint of intoxication in his eyes.

It is as beautiful as a painting, and this fairyland is like a thing in a painting, so beautiful that it is suffocating.

When Daoyuan walked away, Yang Sanyang looked down at the ornament on his chest: "Old ancestor, where is this place?"

Bai Ze sat in the basket with a depressed expression, and now he looked at the outside world with blank eyes: "Why did that damn little woman bring you back, a little barbarian? Could it be that you are blind?"

Then he said angrily: "What else can this be? Haven't you always wanted to ask for Taoism to practice? This place is Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, the residence of any powerful man, where you dream of coming."

"Lingtai Fangcunshan?" Yang Sanyang's eyes lit up immediately.

"Don't be too happy too early, I'll ask you: Have you learned the divine Word? I can't learn the divine Word. Even if you come to this wonderful realm of the spiritual platform, what's the use?" Bai Ze hit Yang Sanyang.

"I will naturally learn the magical words. I will naturally practice the secrets of immortality!" Yang Sanyang said slowly.

"I can't even comprehend three runes for three hundred years. How many more can you spend in three hundred years?" Bai Ze curled his lips: "It's good to spend a hundred years in the human race. But you just can't. Isn't it the same when I come here, even if the wonderful method of understanding the sky and the earth is right in front of you, you can't learn it."

"The ancestor said before that if I could be taken to the Holy Land of Lingshan, I would use it as a mount. I wonder if it is true? The ancestor would not regret it, right?" Yang Sanyang did not get involved in this issue, but changed the topic.

"Bah, you lowly little barbarian, also want to treat me as a mount? And although you have reached the wonderful realm of Lingshan, you have never been taken to your disciples and have never sought the magic method of immortality. How can you win?" Bai Ze said as if he was greatly stimulated and said, "Bah" fiercely, his eyes full of turbulence.

It would be better to kill a little barbarian as a mount.

"Stop, I know you are unwilling to cheat. I have never taken it seriously. I just made a joke with you!" Yang Sanyang shook his head, his words full of sighs: "I just didn't expect that the innate gods are actually untrustworthy people. We had agreed to only reach the wonderful realm of Lingshan, but we never mentioned whether to accept disciples. We have a lot of friendship between us, so how could I really call you a mount?"

"You... who cheated?" Bai Ze was so angry that he crawled out of the basket. His eyes stared at Yang Sanyang tightly, and kept waving his claws: "Who cheated? Who would have thought that the little girl was so playful that she actually treated you as a pet to her disciple. If it were replaced by those gods, she would never accept you as a disciple. How could she bring you back to the mountain? This is a loophole!!! I am unwilling to give up!!!"

Bai Ze wailed to the sky, his voice full of anger.

"Okay, we're just kidding. The ancestor is a sacred innate way. How could I really humiliate the ancestor?" Yang Sanyang hugged Bai Ze's head and rubbed the other person's hair: "Now that we have come to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, the wonderful method of immortality is right in front of us. I hope the ancestor will teach me how to act."

Bai Ze's expression cleared slightly when he heard this: "You guy still have a conscience, but you can't learn divine literature. Even if I have the ability to understand the heavens and the earth, I have no way to do it. If you want to learn the wonderful method of immortality, you still have to start with divine literature."

"Shenwen? It's so difficult!" Yang Sanyang rubbed his nose.

"It's hard to learn. Since you have come to Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai, you will have no way back." Bai Ze said with a serious look.

"Oh!" Yang Sanyang sighed.

"Take it slow, I'm going to practice, and... If you practice at night in the future, you should avoid the Dao fate, otherwise the power of the great Dao is unlikely to be explained!" Bai Ze said, yawned, turned around and walked into the basket.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this, his eyes showed emotion, and he sat upright at the entrance of the stone cave and looked at the scenery in the distance speechlessly.

"Little Monkey, let's go! Take you to meet my senior sisters and brothers!" Daoyuan pulled Yang Sanyang up and ran all the way to the mountains, then quickly crossed the layers of mountain steps and came to a building place.

The jade houses and jade houses are carved by dragons and phoenixes, and the faint mist flows through the mountains and forests, making them indescribable. The buildings in the mountains are arranged according to the stars in the sky, and are gurgling by the mountains and rivers. There are countless corridors, small bridges, and pavilions.

Yang Sanyang was pulled by Daoyuan, walked all the way through the bluestone steps and through the corridors. A few figures flashed in the clouds and mists, not knowing what they were talking about.

"My senior brothers, Daoyuan brought an interesting little monkey today. Come out and see!"

Yang Sanyang looked at the scenery in front of him with his eyes. At this moment, he could only hear the Taoist beside him croaking and not knowing what he was shouting. In an instant, the entire palace was in chaos, and the peace and ease were broken in an instant. The figures that flashed vaguely in the clouds quickly disappeared without a trace.

"Oh no, Daoyuan's disaster is coming again! My seven-leaf Ganoderma lucidum must be hidden quickly!"

"Oh, the musk deer I collected at the foot of the mountain yesterday was packed, otherwise I would be devastated by the disaster! Senior brothers, I still have to take one step ahead."

"I'm good at it. Didn't this guy Daoyuan go to travel around the world with the ancestors? Why did he suddenly come back?"

"My Battalion Water, my Battalion Water, must not be seen!"

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For a moment, the mountains and forests were flying, and figures swayed on the pavilions and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"How strange, where are you all the senior brothers? I originally wanted to show off to everyone how the little monkey I collected yesterday disappeared!" Daoyuan led Yang Sanyang, and the two walked all the way to the pavilion, with a hint of confusion in their eyes: "If you all the senior brothers don't practice here, where have you been?"

Inside the basket

Bai Ze felt the movements outside, rolled his eyes and stroked his forehead in pain: "Master, I am not wronged, but I actually encountered such a scum in my practice. I was born to be a pair of that boy. Could it be that the two of them have a similar stinky taste, so they took the boy back when they looked at him?"

"Oh, my senior brothers are really, why did you suddenly disappear!" Daoyuan grabbed his head, and his idea of ​​showing off failed. He couldn't help but touch his eyebrows: "Forget it, the ancestors will definitely start the preaching tomorrow. My disciples from Lingtai will gather together, and it will not be too late to show off at that time."

Thinking in his heart, Daoyuan happily pulled Yang Sanyang up, turned around and walked back.

When Daoyuan walked away, behind the vermilion pillar, under the railing, heads with lingering fear came out: "Is this disaster gone?"

"Fortunately, I've hidden it from him! The third senior brother is getting more and more confused, and even Daoyuan is confused by him. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to get rid of this little disaster!"

"This little disaster is not very good at cultivation, but it is the heart of the ancestor. The disciples are the youngest. As senior brothers, we should be more tolerant!" A male disciple spoke.

Those who can come to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain to seek Taoism are all elites of hundreds of races, none of whom are ugly, all have perfect figures and appearances, and are born with real male gods.

"What the second senior brother said is that this junior sister cannot be offended, and the eldest senior brother's treasures have been harmed by him. What can we say?"

"Yes! That's it! Can't you afford to mess with me? "The disciples talked a lot. Although their words were full of bad luck, there was no anger in their eyes. Some were helpless and worried.

"Oh, it's so strange. Why are you missing?" Daoyuan looked frowning and walked with great enthusiasm, but suddenly stopped his movements: "Forget it, the ancestor will start the preaching tomorrow. Where can you escape? Hide me? Humph!"

Yang Sanyang didn't know that fate was already "terrified" and "notorious" in the entire holy realm. However, he couldn't help but feel a little strange when he saw that there was no one in the square mountain of Nuoda Lingtai.

Daoyuan picked a few big peaches and threw them to Yang Sanyang, then bit one of them and walked back: "We will meet you tomorrow, so I have to ask you to see my new pet!"

Back to the cave

Yang Sanyang sat in a cliff, holding golden hair in his hand, and a hint of determination appeared in his eyes: "The fate of immortality is right in front of me. As long as I can learn divine literature, I can reach the wonderful realm of immortality, and at that time I will definitely achieve what I wish."

"But this divine text is too difficult!" Yang Sanyang sat upright on the cliff, eating peaches while trying hard to recite the divine text.

The outside world is changing, time is passing quietly, and night falls in a blink of an eye. Yang Sanyang looked at the bright moon in the sky, with a hint of melancholy in his eyes. There seemed to be a sound in the dark, crossing thousands of mountains and rivers to express his longing to him.

"Oh!" Yang Sanyang slowly closed his eyes. The sound was hazy and illusory, but it was not an illusion.

The lotus lamp is refined by it and can be sensed even through thousands of mountains and rivers.
Chapter completed!