The overwhelming soil rolled up and turned into the size of hills, piled up not far away.

The overwhelming soil rolled up and turned into the size of hills, piled up not far away.

Yang Sanyang looked left and right, but still couldn't see how different the soil was from other soils on the ground.

As if he saw the doubt in Yang Sanyang's eyes, Wa explained: "How many creatures have died in the land of Dong Kunlun since ancient times? The dust after the death of the barbarians is naturally different from the dust of the other hundreds of tribes."

Yang Sanyang's eyes were full of confusion. He looked at the soil and blinked his eyes. He could not tell the difference between these soils. Wa's eyes were full of divine light. Looking at the soil, she stretched out her bare hands and held a handful of dust in her hand: "Senior brother, look."

After saying that, Wa's clever fingers kept fiddling with each other. In the blink of an eye, the soil turned into a little man. Then Wa blew a breath at the little man, and the law fluctuations in the void passed by. Yang Sanyang raised his heartstrings, staring at the mud doll with his eyes tightly. He was expecting and disbelief in his eyes. One breath, two breaths, and three breaths, and then Wa frowned and placed the mud doll on the ground: "No! The barbarians abandoned their bloodlines so much that they can be resurrected directly, how could they be in no way induced?"

"Junior sister, you're wrong, right?" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa.

"Is it wrong? Could it be that my great way of creation is fake?" Wa's eyes showed a confused look, then she took a piece of mud under her feet casually, and a pony formed in the blink of an eye. Then Wa blew a breath at the pony. The next moment, the mud doll was twisted and changed, and the law had undergone some mysterious change, which turned into a body of flesh and blood, and she was having fun in the mountains, drilling into Wa's arms, and constantly intimate. It seemed that she regarded Wa as her mother!

"What a mysterious method!" Yang Sanyang looked at the pony and couldn't help but reach out to touch the pony's hair, then opened his eyes, and the law flowed by. The pony was indeed a pony, not a clay doll.

"My law of creation is not a problem. Logically speaking, even if you just pinch a clay man, you should have some reaction after I get my enlightenment!" Wa frowned and fell into deep thought.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this, and a serious look appeared in his eyes: "How strange!"

"What a mysterious way of creation!" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa with his eyes, revealing a hint of expectation. Wa widened her eyes and looked at the mud doll in her hand. She fell into deep thought for a moment, constantly deducing and reorganizing, and a hint of confusion appeared in her eyes.

Time flies, and it is fleeting. For those who are about to die, time passes by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, several Huiyuan time flies in a flash. There are many mud dolls on the top of Dong Kunlun. The dense mud dolls are scattered in the mountains, but they are full of death and lifeless aura.

Wa's face was a little pale, and a glimmer appeared in her eyes. The original loss was obviously because of these several Huiyuans who worked too much and lost their natal energy. Yang Sanyang sat beside Wa, put the jade bottle in front of Wa, bounced the nectar one by one with his fingers, turned into mist and moistened into Wa's body. In an instant, all the life energy in Wa's body returned to its peak.

"What's wrong?" Wa couldn't figure it out.

Looking at the little foal that had turned into a corpse, Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of emotion. He had not felt the vicissitudes of the vicissitudes of life and the passing of time. This feeling was exactly the same as when he sat in the square holy realm of Lingtai and was waiting to die.

Who is he? He is the Tao Fruit that has turned the world upside down. Even if he dies, he will die vigorously or silently. How can he let people see his helplessness in old age? There is not much time left for him! He cannot waste time here! When people leave, tea is cold, and he wants to leave some help for his relatives and friends. His Tao Fruit is in the Great Wilderness and everyone is afraid of it. If he dies, the people around him will be liquidated.

Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of disappointment and said: "Junior sister, don't waste your energy and energy. Resurrecting the barbarians is originally false. If you mislead the junior sister's path, how can you feel at ease if you call your senior brother?"

"Senior brother, don't advise me, let me think about it. How can I know that I am not practicing at this time? I have never encountered such a situation since my younger sister practiced the great way of creation. If I can comprehend this opportunity, my younger sister's cultivation will definitely make rapid progress!" Wa looked at Yang Sanyang's bleak and old figure, and couldn't help but feel ache in her heart. The barbarians are the biggest obsession in this life! It is the biggest regret in this life! She must have the last journey without regrets in this life.

Yang Sanyang was silent when he heard this. He had already understood several Huiyuans and could not understand the key points. It was obvious that this was an unsolvable problem. Feeling the vitality that was constantly dissipating in his body, even if there was a congenital treasure, he could not do anything about it. The vitality that kept flowing in his body told him that there was not much time left for him.

There is indeed not much! His leakless body has been broken, like a large water tank with holes. No matter how much water is added, it will only slip through the holes. Although nectar can delay his aging, it is rootless duckweed. One day, he will die of old age.

The five declines of heaven and man have broken his unobstructed and destroyed his immortal body.

"My junior sister is here later. I still have some things that I haven't done yet. I need to go to the Heavenly Palace to explain! After I finish all the things, I will talk to my junior sister again!" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa and smiled: "The jade bottle is a treasure. Grey rain will be born every day, which is a gift I left to my junior sister. In the future, it will be considered a memory."

To be honest, he didn't think that Wa could resurrect the barbarians! Wa's great way of creation was a little shallow after all.

"Senior Brother~" Listening to Yang Sanyang's words as if he was giving a will, Wa's eyes suddenly fluctuated, and she felt extremely sad. The smell of separation from life and death was really unbearable.

"Be good~" Yang Sanyang patted Wa's head. Wa choked when she heard this, but didn't say anything, or she was afraid that she would cry instantly.

Yang Sanyang smiled, and finally glanced at Wa, turned into a stream of light and left, heading straight towards Buzhou Mountain.

Looking at Yang Sanyang's back as he was leaving, Wa holding the jade bottle in her hand, and tears fell down. Then, looking at the countless clay sculptures on the ground, she couldn't help but get angry and slapped her with a sudden slap: "Why! Why! Why can't you survive! Why can't you survive! Since that's the case, what's the use of waiting! What's the use of waiting?" Dust splashed everywhere, and clay figures were slapped into powder by Wa.

At this moment, a hazy divine light flashed in the void, and a chuckle sounded: "What's the point of making up a clay man again?"

Yang Sanyang of the Heavenly Palace entered the Nantian Gate. Gao Jue and Gao Ming were eating melon seeds, but they did not notice Yang Sanyang's traces. There was a list in front of Tai Yi in Lingxiao Palace, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

"The God seems to be worried." Yang Sanyang walked out of the hall with a smile in his eyes.

"You are here!" Taiyi stood up in shock, staring at him with his eyes tightly, piercing through Chaos, and seeing the old face after Chaos.

"For the last journey, I want to help Your Majesty with a helping hand!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi with a smile.

Yang Sanyang was laughing, but Taiyi couldn't laugh. He felt the decayed aura around Yang Sanyang, his eyes full of embarrassment.

"Is there no way?" Taiyi asked unwillingly.

"I have already asked the saint to ask the saint for the matter of the Nine-Turning Golden Elixir. If I die, there will naturally be someone who will refine the Nine-Turning Golden Elixir for Your Majesty and resurrect the Queen of Heaven!" Yang Sanyang smiled and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry."

"How can the Nine-Turning Golden Pill be compared with you?" Taiyi was moved when he heard this.

Yang Sanyang smiled, slowly climbed the steps, came to Taiyi's body, and glanced at the list: "Your Majesty is worried?"

"I want to pardon the Four Kings, but I have never had a good candidate!" Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang: "Dear Gods, I have been arguing about the position of these Four Kings, and the Lingxiao Palace has been in peace all day long. I can't bother you in such a matter. However, you are here today and are about to make an idea for me."

Taiyi pushed the roster to Yang Sanyang: "Look, who can be the throne of the Four Kings?"

Yang Sanyang swept the list at will, and the true gods of Daluo in the Heavenly Palace were all on the list.

"Qiankun, Xiankong, is an old qualified god, but he has to comfort him!" Yang Sanyang drew the ancestor Qiankun and Xiankong.

"This guy is afraid of having two hearts..." Taiyi hesitated when he heard this. "There is no two hearts in the Heavenly Palace!" Yang Sanyang disagreed: "It's better to ask him to bite the dog with the Zulong Dog."

"Where are the remaining two candidates?" Taiyi asked again: "Your Majesty chooses two confidants at will, using Qiankun and Xiangkong to restrain the dragon clan, and the other two accumulate strength."

Taiyi nodded when he heard this, and then outlined the law.

"Sacred God, haven't you yet attained enlightenment?" Yang Sanyang suddenly asked again. Taiyi stopped hearing this, and his eyes looked at Yang Sanyang, his eyes extremely complicated.

"If I die, I am afraid that the four saints will support the Heavenly Palace or suppress the Heavenly Palace, it is hard to say!" Yang Sanyang looked into the void in the distance and showed a hint of emotion.

Taiyi was silent after hearing this, and then said for a long time: "Is there no way to deal with it?"

"The tea is cold when you leave!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi: "Your Majesty won't sacrifice yourself for this."

"It's not time yet!" Taiyi pondered for a long time before speaking, and the ink dripped on his clothes, without knowing it.

Yang Sanyang fell silent when he heard this. Taiyi looked at Yang Sanyang: "How can I teach me?"

Yang Sanyang carried his hands on his back and looked up at the distance: "Yes!"

"What method?" Taiyi said excitedly when he heard this.

"I have a way to keep your last trump card for your Majesty and use it for critical moments!" Yang Sanyang slowly took out a scroll from his sleeve and placed it on the table in front of Tai Yi's body.

"What is this?" Taiyi looked at the scroll and his eyes kept flashing.
Chapter completed!