"These must be Yunxiao, Qiongxiao and Bixiao."

Taking a detailed look at the prehistoric world, the famous cloud-shaped creatures in this period, apart from Taoist Hongyun, Yang Lin thought of the future Jinxian Yun Zhongzi of Chanjiao and the Three-Xiao Empress of Jiejiao.

And the trinity in front of me, coming together to survive the catastrophe of transformation, is also born with excellent heels and feet. No need to ask, it must be Sanxiao.

Of course, the current Sanxiao is far from being called an empress, and it’s unclear what she will look like when she takes the form.

Most of them were little girl movies, and Yang Lin had no right to stop and watch them.

He didn't have much interest in the few unlucky disciples of Master Tongtian.

But the strange thing is that just now, the Hunyuan Golden Dou and the Golden Dragon Scissors that he had stored in the cave moved slightly when they were not far away.

"It turns out there really is such a thing as destiny."

Yang Lin's heart moved and he immediately reacted.

Hongjun followed the Tao and regarded his own heart as the heart of heaven. In fact, his greatest wish was to let heaven and earth fulfill their respective responsibilities and develop healthily.

Although there are no certain rules, many responsibilities have been divided among them. Every monk has his own destiny from the moment he starts practicing.

And Sanxiao finally became the three immortals who followed the world of heaven, and of course she also had her own destiny.

No matter how they practice or struggle, if there are no variables, everything that comes and goes will go out of their original destiny.

'In this way, the three of them will be involved in the Conferred God sooner or later, or will die in the hands of the original Taoists. In the end, one of them will be trapped, and the two will die in the Conferred God...'

'Even if the Dinghai Divine Pearl has changed hands at this time, and Zhao Gongming has no chance, and he doesn't know whether he will become the senior brother of Jiejiao, the general trend is still slowly moving forward...'

In one thought, Yang Lin thought a lot.

I simply decided to stop and protect the Dharma.

Whenever there is a tribulation, there must be external demons.

He decided to take a hand.

I want to try to see if I can change the original fate of these three people. From this, I can test the tolerance of heaven in this world, and determine my own bottom line in the future.

After all, it is essential to be on guard against others.

Although it seems that Daozu Hongjun doesn't care whether there is a person who transcends heaven and earth in this world, he still has to beware that the other party has too strong desire to control.

Just like a secular emperor, it doesn't matter whether his generals have the intention to rebel. If they have this strength, they cannot be tolerated and must be executed before they are willing to do so.

Even old brothers who have lived and died together for many years are no exception.

That's the rule.

Nowadays, even if he becomes a saint, it is estimated that the Taoist of Hetian Dao will not care too much.

However, what if the strength improves again? What if the ability threatens the world here? Will Hongjun tolerate it?

In other words, which state does one have to reach before one becomes fearful?

Is it true that as long as you lose control and change something that is bound to happen, you will immediately attract the wrath of thunder?

These are all unknown things.

So, let’s start from Sanxiao and see what God’s will is?

Of course, Yang Lin's sudden desire to recruit disciples was also because these three were very good talents.

Especially Yunxiao.

This man shone brightly during the Battle of the Gods. With the help of the Hunyuan Golden Fighter, he set up the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and defeated all the immortals of the Chan Sect with disgrace and all their three flowers.

In the end, looking around the world, I couldn't find a way to restrain her. I had no choice but to have the original Taoist, with the dignity of a saint and no shame at all, take action personally and kill this master's niece with a painful blow.

Therefore, Sanxiao's defeat was completely force majeure, and even though it was a defeat, it was still an honor.

Looking at the Battle of the Gods, only Yun Xiao and Kong Xuan have such a record.

Needless to say, Kong Xuan was the biological son of Phoenix. His five-color divine light made Xiqi frightened and all the immortals restrained their hands. As a last resort, Saint Xunzhunti personally took action to suppress the situation.

At least, the ending was not bad for this person. She was named the Mother of Buddha and the Great Peacock Maharaja. She was free from the world, and her cultivation and physical body were preserved.

Sanxiao is very desolate.

After worshiping a master, it was almost like not worshiping him at all. Two people were beaten to death, one was imprisoned, and nothing happened. Master Tongtian Taoist people ignored him.

Yang Lin couldn't understand the psychology of Taoist Tongtian. Maybe he had so many disciples that he didn't care much.

The absence of anyone will not affect Jie Jiao's strength, and he is very wealthy.

However, Yang Lin did care.

For all the future plans, it would be good to have a few capable disciples under the sect to run errands and do things.

"Boom!"

The last purple thunder light fell down like a giant dragon.

Sensing the weakness of the three colorful clouds, he knew in his heart that the last wave of thunder would definitely damage the foundation of the three colorful clouds, and it would take a long time to recover. He smiled slightly, faced Zi Lei without moving, and reached out to take out a piece of cyan

With a slight wave of the flag, the surrounding vitality boiled and turned into vitality. It crossed the space and flew invisible into the three clouds. In an instant, the weak clouds immediately expanded crazily as if they were filled with air.

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Lightning struck down like a curtain, and most of the clouds and water evaporated into mist. A gust of wind blew up in the air, and three little girls carved in pink and jade appeared.

One of them, a graceful girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, waved her hand and displayed several sets of dresses draped over her body. She looked in the direction of Yang Lin, stepped forward nervously, and bowed her head: "Disciple Yunxiao pays homage to the master.

Please help me, Master, to protect the Dharma."

The other two girls, eleven or twelve years old, one was quiet and delicate, the other was cheerful, they did not dare to make any mistakes, they quickly followed and bowed down: "Disciple Qiong Xiao, pay your respects to the master."

"Disciple Bixiao, pay homage to Master."

"Okay, okay, three good disciples, you should meditate first, understand the immortal energy of life, consolidate your cultivation, and become your master to drive away external demons for you..."

Yang Lin laughed loudly.

In fact, I didn't bother him to chase people away.

The demon clan and witch clan rushing from a distance first showed a fierce look in their eyes when they saw the few people standing on the beach. Then they glanced around and saw Yang Lin's iconic green robe and jade crown. They were immediately frightened.

With a snap, they all fell to their knees: "Sen...Senior Mu, I'm passing by. I don't dare to disturb you, so I'll leave..."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The seven or eight powerful demon clan and witch clan not only have no dispute at this time, but also have no intention of coming to grab the treasure and kill people to take advantage of the situation. They are just chatting with each other.

Ke, stammered and begged, fearing that Yang Lin would not be happy and would directly beat them into ashes.

This is how it was in the prehistoric times, where the weak preyed on the strong, and the weak had no sense of security at all. Whether they lived or died depended on other people's thoughts.

"get out."

Yang Lin didn't even look back, let alone take another look.

"Thank you, Senior Mu."

The demon clan and witch clan bowed a few more times and respectfully retreated. Their long breathing could be heard from a distance, and they were obviously shocked.

Yunxiao, Qiongxiao, and Bixiao looked at this scene, looking at each other with joy in their eyebrows.

Of course, they couldn't sense how strong Yang Lin was, but when they were feeling bad when they were going through the tribulation, they found that a magical and huge energy of immortality was added to their bodies, which increased their strength.

It increased several times in an instant and was able to block the last powerful purple thunder without any damage. This is a great favor.

When they sensed the slightest breath from Yang Lin's body, they immediately bowed their heads.

Anyway, if the other party is much stronger than you, has good intentions, and has just transformed and doesn't hug you, then there is something wrong with your brain.

Sanxiao is so smart, of course he won't miss the opportunity.

A thigh is a thigh, that's for sure, but how big is this leg? The three new monks who had just transformed didn't have much idea.

At this time, Sanxiao was shocked when he sensed the auras of the seven or eight demon clans and witch clans.

Among the seven or eight people, at least three have higher cultivation levels than the three of them. In other words, there are at least three late-stage Golden Immortals.

The rest are all from the Golden Fairy Realm.

These people must have been used to running rampant in the wild land, and they are not good people at first glance.

However, when he saw his new master, he quickly prostrated himself, just like a grandson meeting his ancestor, and he even stuttered when he spoke.

Just a few levels of strength are not enough to describe this humility.

It's like a mortal has no fighting spirit after seeing the terror in the sky.

They suspected that even if their newly recognized master asked those demons and witches to commit suicide on the spot, they would not dare to struggle at all and could only commit suicide.

Seeing that Sanxiao and the others were as shocked as a papaya, Changxi covered her mouth and chuckled, thinking to herself, these girls are really good at climbing along the pole. However, I don't know how to explain this luck. The master unexpectedly acted on a whim.

He really accepted them as his disciples.

Thinking of this, I felt a little bit sad, wondering why I didn't encounter such a good thing when I transformed.

However, when I think about it carefully, it is very inappropriate for me to be jealous of a few little girls now.

"Master, congratulations on gaining a good disciple, our Donghai Hedao lineage will be able to flourish."

Chang Xi took two steps forward affectionately, hugged Yang Lin's arm, and congratulated him.
To be continued...