My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

In the early morning, the mist filled the air, and the colorful morning glow separated the sky from the earth.

There were only a few morning stars in the sky, and a few early birds flew by leisurely, flying freely against the mountains in the distance.

Yang Ling raised an auspicious cloud and sped away in the direction of West Kunlun.

He has already settled down at home.

The eldest son Yang Zhao is accompanied by the Black Dog Fairy, while the younger son Yang Jian is guarded by the Taiyin Jade Rabbit and Roaring Sky Dog. There is also a flat-horned green bull lying lazily in the next yard.

Looking at it this way, Yang Mansion seems to have become a zoo.

There are rabbits, dogs, and now a big green cow.

By the way, there are still two left to go and I forgot to bring them back.

It's a pity that this trip didn't go smoothly, so I can only go to Wuyi Mountain again next time I have the opportunity.

It is still very inconvenient to go out without a mount.

Originally he could still ride a gourd, but now after being warned by Archmage Xuandu, he felt that riding a gourd was still too high-profile.

Mounts, as the standard equipment of gods, are still necessary.

Although he can also fly in the clouds and ride the mist, and his speed is not slow, this not only consumes mana, but also lacks style.

But finding a suitable mount is not easy.

At least he must be handsome in appearance, be able to guard the door at home, be able to scare people when pulled out, and be impressive when flying, and he must be loyal to his master and would rather die than surrender!

The mounts of the Four Saints of Kowloon Island are very good.

It's a pity that they were too loyal, so they had no choice but to die.

On this trip to West Kunlun, Yang Ling had no guide and could only rely on a spiritual treasure he took from Yunhua - Tianxuanyi.

This thing looks like a Sinan.

Whenever he doesn't know where to go, he only needs to calm down and recite the name of Xikunlun silently, and this treasure will guide him in the direction of progress.

This is the first time he has used this treasure since he got it.

After trying it for a while, Yang Ling felt that this was an ancient Beidou navigation system and it was quite easy to use.

Because he couldn't wait to see his wife, Yang Ling flew day and night for more than ten days, crossing mountains, rivers and seas, and the scenery along the way was endless.

Unfortunately, being alone, he had no intention of admiring it.

Along the way, he was thinking about how to persuade the Queen Mother of the West to help Yunhua change his immortal status after arriving in West Kunlun.

He didn’t know much about West Kunlun.

All I know is that West Kunlun is a branch of the Kunlun Mountains. It is rich in spiritual energy and is a famous cave heaven paradise where many immortals gather.

The most famous among them is the Queen Mother of the West!

Secondly, there are Luya Sanren, Due Zhenren and so on.

While he was thinking, a clear crane sound suddenly came from behind, and a huge crane spread its wings and came with a tall, thin gray-robed Taoist standing on its back, his face full of excitement.

The crane flapped its wings and flew past Yang Ling at high speed like a shooting star. The sharp wind whipped up by its wings swept in and crushed most of the auspicious clouds under Yang Ling's feet.

That is to say, Yang Ling's profound Taoism prevented him from being blown away.

"Are you in such a hurry to reincarnate?"

Yang Ling instinctively burst out a classic phrase and didn't think about it any more.

Anyway, the clouds under his feet are just the condensed magic power, which can gather and disperse at will. It is not like the cars of later generations that require money to repair with just a slight touch.

Unexpectedly, the gray-robed Taoist seemed to hear his voice and immediately turned the direction of the crane and flew back to Yang Ling's front.

"Fellow Taoist, I'm so sorry!" The gray-robed Taoist bowed his head apologetically: "I was in a hurry to go back to the cave to pack my bags just now, and I didn't notice anyone on the cloud. It's really my fault, and I hope that my Taoist friend Haihan will do the same."

Yang Ling smiled slightly and waved his hand to show that he didn't mind: "It's okay, fellow Taoist is in an emergency, I understand.

But you still need to always remember that there are thousands of roads, and safety comes first. The flight was irregular, and my loved ones burst into tears... Okay, go ahead and get going. "

"Thank you for the advice, fellow Taoist!" The gray-robed Taoist nodded gratefully, clasped his fists in thanks to Yang Ling again, and then hurriedly flew in the original direction on the crane, and soon disappeared into the clouds.

Yang Ling didn't stop too much because of this episode. He gathered an auspicious cloud again and continued his journey to West Kunlun.

However, half an hour later, he actually saw the figure of the gray-robed Taoist again.

I saw the gray-robed Taoist standing on the back of the crane, looking at a green hill below, making seals with his hands and muttering something in his mouth.

In the next moment, the delicate hilltop hundreds of feet high shrunk quickly and slowly, and finally became only the size of a fist. It flew up gently and landed in his palm.

The gray-robed Taoist put the hill into an inconspicuous cloth bag on his waist, and then turned to look at a spiritual spring below.

Yang Ling watched the gray-robed Taoist dig up the spiritual spring and stuff it into a cloth bag. He couldn't help but feel curious and asked casually: "What are you doing, fellow Taoist?"

The gray-robed Taoist was slightly shocked and came over. He looked a little panicked. After seeing clearly that it was Yang Ling, he relaxed and said with a smile: "It's just a move. The poor Taoist wants to take these spiritual mountains and spiritual springs to a place." A better place…”

Before he finished speaking, a sharp shout sounded from a distance.

"Brother Houru Taoist, what are you doing?"

Accompanied by the sound, a burly Taoist rode a sika deer and rode on the auspicious clouds. He stared at the gray-robed Taoist and said angrily: "Did you go to listen to the sermon of that Western god again?

Look what you have done... Do you really want to dedicate all these spiritual mountains and spiritual springs to the Western religion? "

"These are all external things!"

The Taoist who was called Houru said with excitement: "Only by dedicating all my external possessions to the Immortal can the Immortal see my heart for the Tao, and only then can I have a chance to enter the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss!

Dao brother, please come with me!

With your and my talents, it is probably impossible to attain the Golden Immortal Realm. I don’t know how long we can survive the three disasters and nine disasters in the future. It’s better to enter the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss with me, so that we no longer have to be afraid of the three disasters. Ninth difficulty! "

"The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss is just a lie!" The burly Taoist said angrily: "Listen to what the Western sect said, there are neither three disasters nor nine difficulties in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, nor are there any three poisons of greed, ignorance, and anger. As long as you enter it, you can Eternal bliss, freedom...

After thinking about it, I knew that something was definitely wrong. How could such a good thing happen in the world? "

"What do you know!"

Taoist Houru said excitedly: "The Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss was opened by two saints jointly. It is infinitely mysterious. How can you and I speculate on it?

In short, if you don’t want to go, Dao brother, don’t stop Pindao! "

After that, he ignored the obstruction of the burly Taoist and cast a spell to extract a section of the underground spiritual veins and stuffed them all into the cloth bag.

Yang Ling watched from the sidelines with a cold eye, roughly understanding the whole story.

He had no intention of meddling in other people's business and was about to leave behind the auspicious clouds.

At this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head to look in the direction he came from.

I saw a huge auspicious cloud floating over, and on the cloud sat a jade-colored lotus platform with seven flowers in bloom and a total of sixty-three petals.

Standing on the lotus platform is a woman dressed in white. Her face is obviously exotic, her hair is combed in a Western style, and her whole body exudes an unearthly and holy temperament.

"Moonlight Immortal, you are here at the right time!"

Seeing the woman in white arriving, the Confucian Taoist hurriedly rushed forward, raised the bag above his head with both hands, and said respectfully: "This disciple has collected all the spiritual veins from a thousand miles away into the bag, please accept it with a smile from the Immortal."

Taoist Yueguang didn't even look at the cloth bag, but said calmly: "I usually practice in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, what's the use of your spiritual veins?

If someone who doesn't know the truth sees it, they will think that we, the Western Sect, are coveting your spiritual veins. "

"Yes, yes..." Taoist Houru nodded repeatedly and explained: "This spiritual vein is to prove the disciple's determination! The disciple is wholeheartedly yearning for the Western Way, and only hopes that the immortal can lead the disciple to the entrance and enter the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss to practice!"

As he spoke, he handed the cloth bag he was holding forward.

Taoist Yueguang still didn't look at him, but instead looked at the burly Taoist and said calmly: "Fellow Taoist, it seems that I have a misunderstanding about my Western Pure Land of Bliss?

How about I help you clear up your doubts... What do you call fellow Taoists? "

The burly Taoist hesitated for a moment, and then said seriously: "I am a casual cultivator. He always sits upright and upright, with his sleeves unobstructed by the breeze. When people send Taoist orders, they sit there and hinder the real person!"

"puff!"

Upon hearing this slogan, Yang Ling couldn't help laughing.

Hearing the commotion, Taoist Yueguang looked over with a frown, "Why are you laughing, fellow Taoist? But you also misunderstand our Western Pure Land of Bliss?"

Why not come over and discuss it together? "

"No, no!" Yang Ling waved his hands repeatedly, "Fellow Taoist, take your time with Chuan Xiao... I have important things to do, so I won't accompany you."

"Chuan Xiao?" Taoist Yueguang's frown deepened, "What do you mean by this, fellow Taoist?"

"Oh, it's preaching...preach slowly..."

Yang Ling quickly changed his words, and without waiting for the moonlight to say anything else, he directly increased his speed to the extreme and hurriedly left the place.

As for the Honest Confucian Taoist and the Zuozhenren... what the hell do they care?

Respect the fate of others and let go of helping others.

Everyone has their own cause and effect, don't interfere with other people's cause and effect, otherwise you will easily get into trouble and get burned.

In everything, you should give appropriate advice once and then stop. There is no need to bear the mistakes of others.

Just live your life well!

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