Chapter 129 The Test of the Saint Taiqing! (Subscribe)

The morning sun was warm and bright. In the golden light, an exquisite painted boat was like a huge colorful butterfly, flying leisurely in the clouds.

The painted boat was made of white jade and covered with phoenix feathers. The whole boat was flowing with a faint fairy air, which looked both mysterious and solemn.

Yang Zhao sat on the deck, facing the east, meditating in the rising sun. His body rose and fell gently with his breathing, and the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be attracted by him and slowly flowed to his body.

Yang Jian seemed much more lively. He held a small slingshot in his hand and was aiming at the cotton candy-like clouds in the distance with great interest.

Whenever he pulled the bow hard, a silver light egg flew out, hit the clouds, and stirred up a slight ripple.

There was a childlike light in his eyes, and a proud smile on the corner of his mouth. This small achievement gave him endless happiness.

In the warm and comfortable cabin, Yunhua was lying next to the cradle, pretending to be a "hungry tiger pouncing on food", teasing his delicate little daughter.

Little Yang Chan sat in the cradle, her face flushed, blinking her big black and bright eyes, and was amused beyond measure.

Yang Ling opened his eyes from meditation, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. He stood up, walked to Yun Hua, and gently hugged her shoulders.

"Let me do it."

Yun Hua nodded slightly and gave up the position in front of the cradle.

Yang Ling walked forward and picked up little Yang Chan with a smile, put her on the soft carpet, and then lay down in the cradle himself, blinking at Yun Hua.

"..."

After a brief moment of surprise, Yun Hua understood what he meant, and couldn't help but lie down next to the cradle again, pretending to be a "hungry tiger pouncing on food".

Little Yang Chan on the side looked at her parents blankly, feeling that they were playing a very new game.

After the fun, Yang Ling held his daughter in one hand and his wife in the other, looking at his two sons on the deck, his eyes were particularly gentle and satisfied.

The family enjoyed the rare peace and harmony on this pleasure boat, forgetting the scene of the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals attacking not long ago.

Ever since he realized that his family was targeted by the Mosquito Taoist that day, Yang Ling immediately returned home and took his wife and children to Daluo Mountain.

Although the Mosquito Taoist was unlikely to make any big moves in the short term, he still had to be careful.

He left the Black Dog Fairy at Guanjiangkou to look after the house, and used the puppet clone to create the illusion that they were still at home.

Although the trip was a bit hasty, the two children were still very excited.

On the contrary, Yang Ling himself was a little nervous.

He hadn't seen what his teacher looked like yet, and this was the first time he came to visit with his family, especially since he had heard that the Taiqing Saint liked quietness the most and didn't like noise.

The pleasure boat shuttled slowly between the white clouds.

As time passed, the outline of Daluo Mountain finally came into view.

Daluo Mountain is located in the northwest of Nanshanbuzhou, not far from the Shouyang Mountains, the holy land of the human race.

Yang Ling stood on the deck and looked into the distance. He saw a towering fairy mountain in front of him standing between heaven and earth. The fairy peaks were dangerous, the mountains were steep, the slopes were covered with auspicious grass, and the ground was covered with Ganoderma lucidum.

There is a secret cave on the top of this fairy mountain, which ordinary immortals cannot see. If there is no blue ox with horns leading the way, Yang Ling may not be able to find it.

The name of this cave is "Xuandu".

After entering the Xuandu Cave, Yang Ling and others were immediately attracted by the supreme scenery inside.

There are nine wonders in Xuandu Cave, including the vast sea, the mountains that surpass Kunyue, the beautiful scenery of Zhonghua, and the shining moon and sun... Each of them is a unique wonder in the world.

Along the way, Yang Ling was almost dazzled.

He had been to West Kunlun and Heaven before, and had seen the magnificent fairyland. But when he arrived at the Xuandu Cave, he knew what it meant to have mountains outside mountains!

Soon, under the guidance of the flat-horned blue ox, the group soon arrived in front of an elegant and simple Taoist palace.

If it weren't for the three big characters "Bajing Palace" written on the plaque in front of the palace gate, Yang Ling would find it hard to believe that this simple Taoist palace surrounded by green bamboo and gurgling water was the residence of a saint.

Yang Ling turned to Yunhua and whispered, "You take the children here and wait for me first, I will go in to see the teacher."

Yunhua nodded, smiled and led the three children to the side to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

Yang Ling took a deep breath, adjusted his clothes, and then walked slowly towards the Bajing Palace.

He stood in front of the palace gate, bowed respectfully, and said in a deep voice: "Disciple Yang Ling, I have come to see the teacher! May the teacher live forever!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the palace gate opened slowly with a "creak", and two little Taoist children in Taoist robes walked out quickly.

They were still young, with delicate faces and bright and pure eyes.

"Brother, you are here." One of the little Taoist children saluted with a fist, with a respectful and kind tone.

The other little Taoist child smiled and waved to Yang Ling: "Please come in, the master has already ordered you to go directly to the alchemy room to see him when you arrive."

Yang Ling nodded slightly, not surprised.

He followed the two little Taoist children into the Eight Scenery Palace, and saw that the layout of the Taoist palace was simple but solemn. There were several elegant landscape paintings on the walls, and the mountains in the paintings were surrounded by clouds and mist, as if they could purify people's hearts.

Some spiritual flowers and grasses were planted on both sides of the corridor, exuding a faint fragrance.

Soon, he came to the alchemy room and bowed respectfully: "Disciple Yang Ling greets the teacher!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old and gentle voice came out.

"Come in and talk."

"Yes."

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. This teacher seemed to be easier to talk to than he had imagined.

He pushed open the door and walked into the alchemy room. Immediately, a strong aroma of elixir hit him.

Perhaps because too many elixirs had been refined in this alchemy room, the elixir aura had already filled the air, condensing into rays of auspicious clouds.

On both sides of the alchemy room were tall wooden racks, all filled with containers such as gourds and bottles.

Each one was filled with various elixirs.

It seemed that what the great master said at the beginning was not an exaggeration at all!

In the center of the alchemy room stood a tall Bagua furnace, in which the Six Ding divine fire was burning, and the flames illuminated the entire alchemy room red.

On a cushion three feet away from the Bagua furnace, an old Taoist with white hair and beard was sitting cross-legged, wearing a Taiqing fishtail crown, a Yin-Yang Bagua robe, and holding a silver silk whisk, with no joy or sadness on his face.

Seeing this old Taoist priest, Yang Ling bowed respectfully again and called him teacher.

"No need to be polite."

The Taiqing Saint looked up at him and said lightly: "I already know the purpose of your trip. I have a question for you. Think twice before answering."

Yang Ling's heart moved slightly, and he immediately realized that the saint was going to test him!

He quickly refreshed his mind and said seriously: "Please teach me, teacher."

Facing the test, he seemed very confident.

Even if the saint asked questions, he was confident that he could deal with them.

At this time, the Taiqing Saint said lightly: "Where are you from?"

"Ah?"

Yang Ling was stunned for a moment.

Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect the Taiqing Saint to ask such a question. Was his origin exposed?

If so, how would the Taiqing Saint view him?

He was panicking, but on the surface he still tried to stay calm.

The Saint of Taiqing seemed to see through his inner fluctuations, and his voice was still calm and deep: "You don't have to rush to answer, think twice before telling me."

This sentence was like a clear spring, which gradually calmed Yang Ling's heart. He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and began to meditate.

He recalled his experience of traveling to this world, the confusion and adaptation at that time, and then the slow growth and transformation.

The Saint of Taiqing may not really want to explore his origins, but to test his self-awareness.

The panic in his heart gradually receded, replaced by a sense of enlightenment.

Thinking like this, Yang Ling's eyes gradually became clear, looking at the Saint of Taiqing and said seriously: "Teacher, I came from the mortal world..."

He told all his experiences from birth to now, almost without reservation, and even explained the ending of the Conferred God Tribulation that he knew.

While he was saying this, the Saint of Taiqing was still sitting there, his expression was as calm as usual, as if he had already known all these clearly.

After Yang Ling finished speaking, the Great Qing Saint asked calmly: "Where are you going?"

When Yang Ling heard this question, he immediately had the answer in his mind.

He said firmly: "Wherever my home is, I will go there!"

The Great Qing Saint nodded, with a hint of approval in his eyes, as if he was very satisfied with Yang Ling's answer.

"For a cultivator, the most important thing is to know your own heart and your own intentions, and also to stick to your original intentions. I hope you can remember what I said today."

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