The third chapter of the second chapter of "The Ancestors of the People" is loaded -

The sun of Taikoo is full of life. M

Summer is mixed, and the heat of life is noisy. The thick green trees form a large shade and sway with the wind.

A large tank of wine, placed in front of the sun in the sun, he frowned, no big mouth to drink.

"God swims, God swims, you can hurt me. Now I have fine wine, I dare not drink. I am afraid that after being drunk, I will be taken to another dangerous place." Tairi Yangshuo sighed with distress.

Two times before, he was taken to the ordinary abyss by the gods and once was taken to the oil pot of Maomin. Fortunately, luck is good, and both are still dead.

God swims and swears: "I am not deliberately framed by the Prince of Humanity. In fact, every time after you are drunk, I use my strength. I am also innocent, and I have saved your life, not ?"

God Cruiser did save the sun from the sun in the hands of the spotted bee.

Tairi Yangshuo looked sad: "Oh... the past things are not mentioned, now I am afraid to drink fine wine because of you. My life has become uninteresting."

God swims to listen to him saying this, and feels embarrassed: "In this case, then I teach you a method. You go to heaven first, in the green sky of the nine heavens, there is a bamboo forest. In the bamboo forest, pick a piece of blue jade Bamboo. In the blue sky of the Nine Heavens, collect the octagonal diamonds in the starlight debris at night. Then you fly to the sky in the early morning, and use the glory of the sun to turn me into a fairy. After I became the shackle, I would never be chaotic with you."

Tairi Yangshuo listened, and suddenly overjoyed.

But when he thought about it carefully, he thought hopefully: "Oh. I was born to be down-to-earth, not as light as a cloud of smoke, and without the wings of a bird. How can I get to the top of the sky and pick the jade bamboo. How can I collect the starlight debris?" In the octagonal diamonds, it is even more impossible to fly to the rising sun."

God swam: "Yes, people can't fly. But it doesn't matter, we can ask for wisdom. Its wisdom is unfathomable, there must be a way."

Tairi Yangshuo and Wisdom have long had a relationship, and the reason why Taiyang Yangshuo is drinking. It is wisdom to teach him.

But wisdom 教 taught him to drink, just wanted him not to bother himself. I noticed that Tairi Yangshuo was looking for herself, and she quickly hid.

Tairi Yangshuo did not find wisdom and was very depressed.

But the gods swim again and again: "Wisdom can't be found, we can go to see thoughts. It is the mother of wisdom."

Tairi Yangshuo found the mind. Seeking a way to fly.

Thoughts sighed: "You find me right, because thoughts are born with freedom wings. But everyone's thoughts are different. What kind of wings can be seen depends on your own."

After that, the thoughts radiated a warm radiance and ordered the sun and the sun.

In the glory. Behind the sun and the sun, a pair of white and delicate wings grew.

This pair of wings is very beautiful, white as snow. There are no traces of stains, like the wings of a white dove.

The thought glanced and said: "Well, your wings are called self. Everyone has their own thoughts. These wings are very flexible and very free. But you have to be careful. Don't be overexposed by the sun, otherwise the ego is not inflated. When you get bigger, you shrink and become smaller."

"Young people, you have to remember my embarrassment. If you fly too high, you will fall more and more." In the end, I thought a lot.

Tairi Yangshuo got the ideological wing called self, very happy, and immediately flew to the sky.

He flies and flies, and the higher he flies.

When you are born, you will not fly, flying like a bird freely, bringing a very novel feeling to the sun.

He is very happy to play freely in the sky. At the same time, he also remembered the embarrassment of thoughts, never exposed to the sun.

Whenever it was sunny, he flew to the clouds to hide.

In this way, the sun and the sun have been flying up, and finally flew to the top of the sky, the end of the sky.

There, a strain of Polygonatum sinensis grows out of thin air, spreading the dark green leaves.

These jade bamboos, the roots sink in the void, the bamboo tips also penetrate into the void, from the outside, only the central section of the bamboo dry.

Tairi Yangshuo believes that a section is folded.

This dark green bamboo is like jade, the size of the palm, the middle of the air, the cool and moist.

Tairi Yangshuo got this section of Yuzhu, very happy. He continued to fly up.

The ancient sky is divided into nine weights, followed by day, red sky, orange sky, yellow sky, green sky, blue sky, blue sky, purple sky and black sky.

In the blue sky, Tairi Yangshuo picked the jade bamboo of the blue sky. A few days later, he flew a higher blue sky.

At night, the stars in the blue sky, the stars play and rush, and endless stardust. These stars are gathered into the sea, and the stars of the silvery glory of the river are flowing through the whole blue sky.

The wings of the Taiji Yangshuo vibration thoughts plunged into the Milky Way.

He searched hard in the boundless stars. He does not want those seven-horned, sixteen-pointed stars. He only needs eight corners of the stardust, which is like a diamond, crystal clear and flawless.

He looked for a long time and finally found one.

On the second day of the discovery, when the sun just rose from the east, he flew to the rising sun.

The sun rises like a red lantern, emitting warm light.

This sunshine is also extraordinary, but the light of glory, shining through all things and living through the long river.

Tairi Yangshuo holds the jade bamboo in the left hand in the left hand, and grabs the stardust of the octagonal diamond in the right hand, and flies to the rising sun while calling out the gods.

Under the illumination of the light of glory, the gods swallowed the stardust and then drilled into the middle of the jade bamboo.

"Taiyin Yangshuo, I need time to smash the butterfly, and eventually become a fairy. In this time, you have to fly all the way to the sun, don't break the glory of glory. But you must be more careful, thinking I once said, pay attention to the wings of your own thoughts behind you. Once I succeed in butterfly, you will quickly fly to the cloud. Remember, remember."

Tairi Yangshuo laughed and said: "Hey, you can rest assured. I even smashed the ordinary abyss, and I can survive in the Mao people. I have a reputation and a vanity. The sunshine of glory cannot Take me how."

"I will be relieved." The voice of God's swimming is gradually weak, and the smoky sun gradually condenses into a silk thread, which constitutes the light of the dragonfly, wrapping the gods and the jade bamboo.

Tairi Yangshuo vibrates the white wings and flies to the sun.

In this process, the light is getting heavier and thicker.

After a while, the light suddenly shattered, and a green and bright butterfly flew out from it: "I finally succeeded. From today, I am not a god, but a fairy, ah hahaha."

Ding Xianyou wandered around the sun and Yangshuo, and danced happily. Suddenly it exclaimed: "Oh, bad! Too sunny, you look at your wings!"

Under the sunshine, the wings behind the sun and the sun have become three times as large as the original.

"Don't make a fuss, I have already noticed it. What is the relationship? The bigger the wings, the stronger. I fly higher and fly faster." Tairi Yangshuo laughed.

"Hurry to hide in the clouds, don't fly anymore." Ding Xian You Yu worried about authenticity.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter." Tairi Yangshuo didn't care.

The wings of the self behind him grow bigger and bigger, and ultimately they are bigger than his entire person. The speed of the sun and the sun in the sun is getting faster and faster.

"Ding Xianyou, you said that there will be more than nine heavens?" He launched an impact toward higher altitudes.

"Don't fly, don't fly. If you fall, I can't help you." Ding Xianyou is very worried.

"What's the relationship, how can I fall? How powerful and powerful you are to see my wings!" Tairi Yangshuo has just refuted this sentence, and the wings behind it have swelled to the limit and exploded.

Losing his wings, Tairi Yangshuo immediately fell down.

In the end, he fell to the ground and fell to his bones.

The eldest son of the ancestors is so screaming.

......

Southern Xinjiang, Foshan Mountain.

On the reddish brown stone, there is a jar of wine. Relying on the geothermal heat of Foshan Mountain, the wine maintains a certain temperature.

The sun shone, and Fang Yuan picked up the glass and drank it. He sighed comfortably: "This cotton wine is best for warm drinking."

Aside, Bai Ningbing also sat, but did not move the wine in front of him, but looked at the direction of Sancha Mountain.

There, the three-color light column rises into the sky and goes straight through the sky.

"You still have a drink? Now it has been a few months, the three kings have been opened twice. Iron Mousbai has controlled the Sancha Mountain and has driven away all the magicians. In the past few months ~www .lightnovelpub.net~ We are lurking on Mount Foshan, so we look at it?” Bai Ningbing was dissatisfied.

She is not afraid of death, she just wants to pursue the most wonderful life.

Perhaps it was stimulated by the iron house four old sieges, or because the strength of Fangyuan has overtaken her. These days, she has been working hard, and she does not care that her qualifications are getting higher and higher.

"In my opinion, we can also enter the inheritance of the Three Kings. As long as we look at the timing and take advantage of the iron and white people to enter the inheritance, we can leave. With our strength, no one on the Sancha Mountain can stop us." Bai Ningbing It is very radical.

However, Fang Yuan was so good that he looked at his hand in a leisurely manner: "Don't worry, don't worry. Iron Mubai claims that the glory of the Iron Man is the patriarch of the last servant, the cultivation of the five culminations, how tall he is." In comparison, we are the mouse under his feet. Let him fly high and fly high."

After he finished, he raised his glass and smiled at the direction of Sancha Mountain. He whispered softly: "Come, iron and white predecessors, my seniors, I will honor you with a glass of wine."

Bai Ningbing took a look at Fangyuan, but he saw the pair of black eyes, deep as a pool, unfathomable. (To be continued) 8