Seeing Yang Sanyang sitting down, the ancestor slowly touched his beard, and his eyes showed a contemplative look: "This monkey has indeed opened his mind, but his mind is too weak to bear the power of the divine text. If his fairy skin and jade bones are ruined in vain. However, since I have been in love with Taiyi, I have formed a cause and effect with this monkey, so I should help me."

The ancestor sitting upright above slowly retracted his gaze and began to preach the great way. There was no golden lotus falling from the sky, but it was also extraordinary. The sound directly reached the depths of the human soul, and it made his heart shake like a morning bell and evening drum.

Everyone was fascinated by the sound, but for Yang Sanyang, it was useless. He let the sound be like a morning bell and evening drum, but he couldn't understand it. He just thought it was nice and could only sit cross-legged and do it in a hurry.

While preaching the great way, the ancestor scanned the disciples in the field. Finally, his eyes fell on Yang Sanyang. Looking at the sweat stains on the other party's forehead, he couldn't help but shake his head: "Is it really not possible?"

Half a day later, after the preaching, the disciples woke up and bowed respectfully to the ancestor: "Disciple thanks the ancestor for preaching."

The ancestor nodded slightly, then looked at Daoyuan, and took out an unknown piece of skin from his sleeve: "There are 48,000 words of my god's way. You give this book to the little monkey and teach it to meditate, and there must be no mistakes!"

"Disciple, please obey the order!" Daoyuan quickly stood up and took the skin respectfully and took it in his hand.

Seeing the ancestor slowly standing up and leaving, the disciples left behind looked at Yang Sanyang with curiosity, with interest in his eyes.

"The ancestor treated this monkey very well, and he actually gave him a seat!" The second senior brother looked surprised.

"This monkey fairy skin and jade bones are just lacking in mind and not knowing the divine text. Otherwise, the qualifications are probably stronger than you and me!" The third senior brother smiled and said, "What a pity, this is a natural defect of the race. No one can reverse it, even if the gods take action, it will not work."

Everyone showed a burning light to Yang Sanyang, and a bad look on the side of the Taoist dynasty: "Oh no, I'm afraid that all the senior brothers will have their minds and want to trick the little monkey back to breed. This little monkey is so smart and cute, so you must not let them succeed."

"Cough cough!" Daoyuan coughed violently and slowly stood up and said, "Senior brothers, this little monkey has something to do. I picked it up from the foot of the mountain. If any senior brother dares to kidnap my baby, don't blame the junior sister, I will show mercy."

When everyone heard this, they shivered, then they coughed dryly, and a hint of embarrassment appeared in their eyes. The second senior brother smiled dryly:

"Junior sister, are you judging a gentleman with a villain's heart? Are we who are?"

"That's it! That's it! How dare I get involved with the junior sister's things?" The third senior brother quickly agreed.

"It's good if you don't have that mind. This little monkey is so clever, it's not easy to activate his intelligence. You must not let you destroy it and deceive the tribe back to be a stallion!" Daoyuan rolled his eyes.

"Junior sister, I won't lie to him, but if he is willing to leave blood for me and other departments, the junior sister can't stop him!" The fourth senior brother said with a smile.

Hearing this, Daoyuan frowned and frowned: "Senior Brother, you can't do anything bad to him."

"Hahaha, with the junior sister covering him, the monk from Fangcun Mountain in Lingtai dared to touch half of his hair. The junior sister was too worried!" The fourth senior brother laughed loudly and laughed with the senior brothers.

"Hmph, you all bully me. Look at me and tell you to be nice in the future!" Daoyuan pulled Yang Sanyang up and turned around and walked out of the hall.

"This girl is crazy all day long. This time she encounters something fun, how can she let go so easily! It's hard for us to trick the little monkey into it in her hands!" The third senior brother touched his chin.

"Difficult? I think there is no hope at all! The girl actually hung the jade cicada around the little man's neck. If we dare to deceive the little monkey, we can't hide the girl's perception!" The second senior brother shook his head and walked out of the lobby slowly: "I'll go to practice, all senior brothers can do whatever they want."

Speaking of Yang Sanyang, he always felt that the monks looked at him in a wrong way, which made people feel in their hearts.

Unfortunately, Bai Ze was angry with him, otherwise he could ask what the situation was.

Turning back all the way, Daoyuan stuffed the scroll given by the ancestor into Yang Sanyang's hand: "This thing can only be understood by yourself. If I want to teach you, I will not be able to start. Whether you can learn the divine text depends on your luck."

Daoyuan ravaged Yang Sanyang for a while, and then sat cross-legged on the side and began to meditate and practice.

Yang Sanyang looked at the curl in his hand and slowly opened it. The next moment he looked: "Shenwen?"

At first glance, the divine texts are circulating and evolved endlessly, making people dizzy. Not to mention meditation, you will feel dizzy at just one glance.

"It's hard! No matter how difficult it is, I have to comprehend this divine text!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of perseverance, and he sat alone in the corner, picked up the roll and watched slowly.

He didn't dare to read more, only one rune at a time, but the mystery of the rune was changed too quickly and he couldn't catch it at all. Even if he could remember it, the rune changed another mystery at the next moment. After a while, he understood the new mystery, but he forgot the mystery he remembered before.

"This is the innate deficiency." After more than three hundred years of thinking, Yang Sanyang gradually realized some truths: "This is like the computer hard drive in later generations. The memory is as large as the factory is, and his own memory is only 200 g, but this divine text has tens of thousands of g. How to remember it?"

"The hardware is insufficient! Unless you can find a way to improve my foundation and change my innate potential, it is almost impossible to comprehend this divine text!" Yang Sanyang showed a contemplative look on his face, and a serious look appeared in his eyes: "What should I do? What should I do? How can I change my destiny?"

Yang Sanyang was thinking about the divine text, thinking about improving his background, and then shook the backpack hanging decoration on his chest: "Old ancestor, can I improve my innate foundation? Let me learn divine text smoothly?"

"If you want to improve your innate foundation? That's simple. As long as you can kill an innate god and then swallow the other party's origin, you can replace it!" Bai Ze's voice sounded in his ears.

Kill the gods?

Yang Sanyang was speechless and rolled up the roll, "Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it."

"Old ancestor, I always felt that the guys in the hall looked at me in a little wrong, which made people feel a little furious..." Yang Sanyang was unsure.

"Haha, good things! Good things! Don't worry!" Bai Ze sat in the basket and combed his hair slowly.

"Good thing? I wonder what good thing is?" Yang Sanyang asked quickly.

"Haha!" Only laughter responded to him, and Bai Ze ignored him.

After more than a month passed, Yang Sanyang made no progress in comprehending the divine text. However, the Lingtai Fangcun Mountain gradually became familiar with each other. The whole mountain knew that the junior sister had taken a pet, which caused countless people to watch. The look of looking at the monkey made him angry, but he was helpless.

Slowly following the steps down the mountain, Yang Sanyang's movements suddenly stopped, and a familiar figure was sweeping the fallen leaves in the distance. Yang Sanyang suddenly felt a move in his heart and jumped over the steps and walked up.

"Hey, it's you little barbarian, is Junior Sister Daoyuan not here?" Daoxing glanced at the surrounding mountains and rivers with his eyes, and then showed a look of fear.

Yang Sanyang looked at the broom in Daoxing's hand, smiled at Daoxing, snatched the broom in his hand, and cleaned the fallen leaves for him.

"Hey, you little monkey really have some tricks!" Daoxing looked at Yang Sanyang who was cleaning the fallen leaves, and his eyes lit up: "I am at the end of the door. In addition to Daoyuan, I am the youngest. The senior brothers bullied me. The whole mountain of cleaning the fallen leaves is mine. Sister Daoyuan is lawless and is favored by the ancestors. The senior brothers bully the weak and fear the strong, but they dare not make things difficult for the junior sister, but they just make things difficult for me. You little monkey can actually clean the fallen leaves. If you are willing to clean the fallen leaves for me every day, I will give you spiritual fruit to help you accumulate spirituality and nourish your body."

Daoxing looked at Yang Sanyang who was cleaning the fallen leaves with his eyes. He took out red fruits in his hand, and a strange fragrance spread in the air, which attracted Yang Sanyang's attention.

Then Taoxing made a gesture, pointed to the broom, pointed to the steps on the mountain road, and then pointed to the spiritual fruit in his hand.

"Trade!" Yang Sanyang nodded fiercely, then took the fruit in Daoxing's hand, rolled up the broom and began to clean the fallen leaves.

A broom is not a broom, it is just a kind of branch and leaf of a tree, and is used as a broom.

Daoxing looked at Yang Sanyang who was cleaning the steps with his eyes, and his eyes suddenly turned: "If I hire this little monkey to clean the steps every day in the future, I can save most of my time to practice. Although the spiritual fruit is precious, my time for practice is even more precious."

Yang Sanyang cleaned the fallen leaves, Daoxing stood in the distance and looked for a while. After seeing that Yang Sanyang had not left, he turned around happily and left.

"This fruit is unusual!" Yang Sanyang took the fruit and ate it slowly. The entrance was extremely crisp, with a strong strange fragrance, which entered the abdomen and turned into a boiling airflow, washing hair and cutting off the marrow.

"It's so delicious!" Yang Sanyang shook his head and continued to lower his head to clean the fallen leaves.

"I said, boy, if you don't go to comprehend the divine text, you actually came here to sweep the floor. Could it be that your brain was burnt out?" Bai Ze complained in his backpack.

"I think, but it's not that simple to comprehend the divine text. I feel dizzy after watching it for a while. It's better to come out and have some breath!" Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a hint of helplessness. He actually had other thoughts. Fangcun Mountain of Lingtai is the residence of the gods. Will there be any innate spiritual objects with changed qualifications?

I often walk in the mountains. If I can find any clues and swallow them a few times at that time, wouldn’t it be wonderful?

This is the residence of gods, so why is there no treasure?

All of the innate spiritual roots in the novels in previous life have the effect of reverse reform qualifications.
Chapter completed!