"A glimmer of hope?" Taiyi solemnly took the scroll and slowly spread it open, but saw the precious light flowing inside it, and endless innate magical methods flowed by his eyes.

"This object records the method of "Mountains, Rivers, and Country Map". As long as Your Majesty can refine the Mountains, Rivers, and Country Map, and cooperate with the Zhoutian Star Fighting Formation, even if a saint takes action in another year, he can use this formation map to trap the saint and provide His Majesty with time to prove the truth!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi with a bright look.

"Mountains, rivers, and country?" Taiyi's eyes showed a divine light: "Can this thing balance the saint?"

"Your Majesty himself has surpassed the saints, but the saints are immortal and will never be defeated. The only way to restrain the saint is to seal it!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi: "As long as your Majesty refines a map of mountains, rivers and countries, you can find an opportunity to seal the saints and gain opportunities for yourself."

Taiyi was silent when he heard this, slowly put away the map of mountains, rivers and the country, and looked at Yang Sanyang with his eyes, and couldn't help but be moved.

"If you want to refine this treasure, you still need a treasure, which is the measuring ruler of the ancestor of the Spiritual Platform Holy Realm! The measuring ruler has been refined by the ancestor, and it is not easy to borrow it!" Yang Sanyang looked at Taiyi: "How about entrusting this matter to Kunpeng?"

Taiyi was stunned when he heard this: "You want to kill Kunpeng?"

"Kunpeng's wolf ambitions have to be killed!" Yang Sanyang's eyes were filled with murderous intent: "If I die, the people around me will be liquidated. If Kunpeng can be killed, it will be considered to be a disaster."

Taiyi thought quickly in his eyes when he heard this, and then said half a quarter of an hour later: "Kunpeng can kill, but it is difficult to kill Kunpeng. It is difficult to kill Kunpeng by the ancestor alone. Now, all the Daluo true gods in the lower world work together to work hard, and they will not sit still and watch Kunpeng die."

Yang Sanyang frowned when he heard this: "But it's a trouble, okay... I'll give up this matter, and let me explain to Your Majesty the key points of refining the map of mountains, rivers and the country."

Yang Sanyang explained to Taiyi the method of refining the map of mountains, rivers and the country in the Heavenly Palace. In the lower realm of East Kunlun, Wa stood at the top of East Kunlun. He heard the sound and quickly reviewed: "Greetings to the Queen!"

"You little girl, but you are quite childlike. You have made so many clay dolls!" Hou Tu looked at the clay man all over the mountains with interest, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

Wa shook her head repeatedly when she heard this: "Empress is thinking a little bit. I am trying to use the Great Way of Creation to resurrect the dead barbarians and make the barbarians appear in the world again. But for some reason, my Great Way of Creation seems to have lost its power and cannot exert its power."

Houtu was stunned when he heard this, then looked carefully at the clay man all over the mountains and fields. After being stunned, he said, "You want to resurrect the barbarians and create the barbarians, but you have not succeeded?"

“That’s exactly that!”

Wa nodded repeatedly and stomped a clay man in anger.

Houtu smiled softly when he heard this: "It's not that your supernatural powers and fortunes are not perfect, but that it is caused by the laws of heaven."

"Hmm? But please give me advice, I hope I will teach me!" Wa's eyes lit up when she heard this, and she looked at Houtu with a burning look.

"The barbarians are dead, buried in the past time and space, and are not tolerated in the present time and space. If they appear in this world, you will rebel against the yin and yang and break the order of heaven and earth! The barbarian bloodline is already afraid of the heaven and earth, breaking the balance of operation of heaven and earth, so they are not tolerated in heaven and earth. My sister uses the magical power of creation and wants to resurrect the barbarians, so they are going against the heavens. No wonder your laws are difficult to work!" Hou Tu pointed out the key points in it in one sentence.

Hearing this, Wa suddenly became clear, but her face changed: "Empress is saying that the barbarian bloodline is too resistant to heaven and earth, so...so..."

Wa was lost in her heart and fell to the ground, her eyes full of melancholy and sadness.

"It may not be impossible to be without a chance!" Hou Tu said incredible.

"I'll teach me!" Wa raised her head when she heard this, her eyes were full of hope and looked at Houtu.

"Although I know, I can't say it!" Hou Tu shook his head.

"Why?" Wa didn't understand the meaning.

"There will be great cause and effect!" Hou Tu's eyes were full of solemnity: "You can only understand everything by yourself."

After the words fell, Houtu had disappeared and disappeared.

Looking at Houtu's back as he was gone, Wa sat dejectedly on the ground, looking at the clay figures all over the mountains, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought for a moment.

Thirty-third Heaven

A quick blink of an eye

After Yang Sanyang's explanation, Taiyi closed his eyes tightly, frowned, and showed a hint of contemplation.

Yang Sanyang ignored Taiyi and slowly rolled up the method of refining the map of mountains, rivers, and country, with a divine light in his eyes, then stood up and retreated from the thirty-third heaven.

When Yang Sanyang returned to the land of Dongkunlun, he was shocked when he looked at Wa and the groups of clay men from afar.

On the top of Mount Buzhou, Wa's face was thin, and she was like a bamboo pole, shaking in the mountain wind.

"Junior sister! Why do you look like this?" Yang Sanyang walked forward quickly, looking at Wa who was like a candle in the wind, and was so shocked that she rushed forward and supported her, fearing that a mountain wind would blow it down.

"Cough cough~" Wa coughed suddenly, and a mouthful of golden divine blood spurted out of her mouth, stretched out her skinny palm, and slowly wiped the blood stains at the corner of her mouth.

"You...you...how are you like this?" Yang Sanyang looked at Wa, whose eyes were deep and skinny and thin, and he was at a loss for a moment and hugged Wa in his arms.

How could the Daluo God reveal this terminally ill?

"Senior Brother, you are back!" Wa smiled at Yang Sanyang, revealing her white jade teeth, and lying gently in her arms. Looking at the panic, helplessness and horror in her eyes, Wa couldn't help but smile gently: "Senior Brother, don't panic. My younger sister is just comprehending the way of creation and looking for that glimmer of life for the barbarians. She keeps thinking and comprehending the way day and night, which is a bit too exhausting."

"Don't be dealing with the barbarian affairs!" Yang Sanyang rubbed Wa's thin head: "This is the barbarian life! I have accepted it! It's because I want too much and want to create the strongest bloodline of the ages, but I don't know how too much it is, but I will harm them. Don't be hurt by this matter, so as not to mislead the foundation."

Wa smiled slightly when she heard this, looked at Yang Sanyang blankly for a while, and then said, "Wu has found a way to resurrect the barbarians."

"The barbarians have become the past. What I want is the living person. Keep living!" Yang Sanyang scolded, and a drop of nectar fell into Wa's mouth.

Wa's face was rosy and slowly regained her vitality, but she lay in Yang Sanyang's arms and refused to get up. She looked at the clay man all over the mountains and fields: "Senior brother, I really found a way to resurrect the barbarians."

"That doesn't matter!" Yang Sanyang patted Wa's head: "If this continues, I'm afraid that before the barbarians are resurrected, I will put you in first."

Wa laughed without saying a word when she heard this.

"You rest here. I want to go back to the mountain gate and ask the ancestor to do something!" Yanshan slowly put Wa on the ground.

"Senior brother, I'll just wait for you here!" Wa smiled.

Yang Sanyang nodded: "I'll go back."

Yang Sanyang's words fell and turned straight into a flowing light and left Wa, leaving Wa sitting on the rock without saying a word, then suddenly coughed, and another mouthful of divine blood splattered out.

"Senior Brother, I will definitely do your last wish for you!" Wa slowly withdrew her gaze, looked at the clay man all over the mountains, and suddenly cut her wrist.

Drops of golden divine blood flowed out, constantly pouring towards the clay man all over the mountains.

As the divine blood flowed, the clay man actually had an inexplicable spirituality. His eyelids trembled slightly, as if he could open his eyes at any time.

Spiritual Platform Square Cun Holy Realm

When Yang Sanyang stood at the foot of the mountain again, he suddenly stopped, raised his head to look at the top of the mountain, and looked at the inscription standing at the foot of the mountain, and a look of inexplicable expression appeared in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang stood at the foot of the mountain for a long time, quietly looking at the distant sky. The ancestor appeared behind him at some point: "Since you are here, why don't you go back?"

"Disciple has seen the teacher!" Yang Sanyang quickly turned around and saluted respectfully to the ancestor in front of him.

"How did you become like this now?" The ancestor looked at Yang Sanyang, and a touch of solemnity appeared in his eyes.

Yang Sanyang is so old now that he is no longer as energetic as a young man.

Yang Sanyang smiled bitterly when he heard this: "I did something I shouldn't have done."

"Since you know that it is something you shouldn't do, then don't do it!" The ancestor shook his head.

"Where is righteousness, go forward!" Yang Sanyang said.

The ancestor was silent when he heard this and said nothing for a long time.

"Is it worth it?" After a long time, I heard the ancestor sigh softly.

"There is nothing worth it or not, only what should be done or not!" Yang Sanyang sighed softly and said to the ancestor: "The disciple has already retrieved the ancestor's true spirit from the demon banner."

Yang Sanyang's dry palm stretched out from his sleeve, and a true spirit waved, then automatically flew up and sank into the ancestor's body.

When the ancestor heard this, his eyes fluctuated, and he sighed for a long time: "Don't stand and go in and sit?"

"No, there is not much time left for the disciples! I am here today because I want to use the ancestor's heaven-measuring ruler to measure the heaven. His Majesty Taiyi wants to measure the earth veins in the world and Heluo. Only the heaven-measuring ruler can help him accomplish such a great cause!" Yang Sanyang looked at the ancestor with his eyes.

The ancestor was silent and took out the measuring ruler from his sleeve for a long time. He touched it reluctantly, and then handed it to Yang Sanyang: "Take it."

"Thank you, the ancestor!" Yang Sanyang bowed respectfully to the ancestor when he heard this, and held the ruler of the heaven and headed towards the heavenly palace.

Since you can't kill Kunpeng, you don't have to bother Kunpeng to get the treasures, so as to save time from causing any trouble, which is not good.

In the Heavenly Palace

Yang Sanyang turned around and came straight to Lingxiao Palace. Seeing that Taiyi was still in seclusion, he quietly placed the measuring ruler in front of Taiyi and then left Lingxiao Palace. He was about to get up and walk towards the Bajing Palace, and suddenly a stream of light came from the sky and was held in his hand.
Chapter completed!