My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

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As the days pass by, the leaves gradually turn yellow, announcing that the hot summer is coming to an end.

The air has become a little dry, the autumn wind has brought a chill, and the sky has become higher and bluer.

It’s just that Yunhua hasn’t come back yet.

However, Yang Ling would take time to travel every night and enter the puppet that was refined into a clone to make sure that his wife was safe.

Yuanshen is the most convenient and quick way to travel.

The upper body is not affected by the yin and yang of nature, and the lower body is not affected by the dangers of weapons, water, and fire.

It can go up to the sky above the nine heavens, enter the sea and reach under the nine oceans. It can travel thousands of miles in an instant. When it gathers, it takes shape, and when it disperses, it becomes a gas. The changes are unpredictable.

However, although Yuan Shen travels freely and freely, this behavior is actually very dangerous.

Because before attaining the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit, the soul is a very fragile existence, and may be wiped out by the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

In addition, if you meet some evil cultivators on the road, you may be arrested and taken to refine elixirs and treasures.

After all, Yuanshen is the ultimate sublimation of the practitioner's essence, energy, and consciousness. It is no less inferior to the heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Whether it is refining elixirs or refining treasures, it can play a very powerful role.

Once the practitioner's soul is destroyed, at least the Taoism will decline greatly and the realm will fall; at worst, the consciousness will disappear and become a living body.

Therefore, Yang Ling would only travel in the dead of night, with a clear goal. He would follow his puppet clone to find Yunhua, and return immediately after confirming its safety.

Neither making too many stops nor wandering around.

In the early morning of this day, after having breakfast at home, Yang Ling carried a food box and went out alone to discuss the Tao with Master Xuandu.

The location where Master Xuandu stays is not fixed every day, but as long as he silently recites "Master" in his heart, his location will be sensed immediately.

It didn't take much effort for Yang Ling to find Xuandu by a small river in the west of the city. At this moment, Du Miao, a human being, was sitting cross-legged under a willow tree, looking at the pedestrians on the other side of the river, and moving his fingers quickly, as if he was making deductions. What.

Sensing Yang Ling's approach, Master Xuandu looked back at the food box in his hand, and said with a smile: "Did fellow Taoist bring this to me?"

Yang Ling nodded, placed the food box in front of Xuandu and opened it, revealing a bowl of colorful Yangzhou fried rice.

"I see that Grand Master, you like to observe the various conditions in the world, so I carefully cooked this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice to let you taste the fireworks of this world."

"Human fireworks?"

Master Xuandu thought thoughtfully, "I have indeed not tasted human food for dozens of Yuanhui years... Why did fellow Taoist suddenly think of bringing me food? Is there some mystery in it?"

"That's out of the question." Yang Ling shook his head and said with a smile: "I just think that although you like to observe all kinds of things in the world, you are very alienated from us mortals.

Even if you are in a crowded crowd, you still feel a strong sense of alienation and are out of tune with the people around you. "

Upon hearing this, Master Xuandu frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist is right.

Although I am in the mortal world, I have never truly understood the taste of the mortal world; although I like to observe the fate of others, I have never truly tasted the taste of destiny.

Over the years, my understanding of the Way of Heaven has long been stagnant, perhaps because I have never really gone deep into the world of mortals..."

Having said this, he reached out to pick up the bowl of Yangzhou fried rice in the food box and said with a smile: "Thanks to fellow Taoist for waking me up.

After eating this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice made by Taoist fellow Taoist himself, Pindao will leave this Daluo Dao fruit behind temporarily and truly go to the world of mortals as a mortal. "

"ah?"

Yang Ling's eyes suddenly widened.

What he just said was just something he felt. This bowl of Yangzhou fried rice was also leftover from what he had eaten in the morning, and he brought it to the Archmage on a whim.

As a person who loves food, he also likes to share the food he cooks with others...well, mainly he likes to listen to others praise his cooking skills.

But he didn't expect that his casual words would make Master Xuandu make such a radical decision.

Did Daluo Daoguo just leave it behind?

What a waste!

Besides, if you leave, what will happen if Master Yuding comes again?

That guy has the support of Chanjiao, so it's not a good idea to just kill him, right?

Thinking like this, Yang Ling's mind turned quickly, and he looked at Xuandu and asked, "Where does the Archmage want to go?"

Xuan Du just scooped up a spoonful of fried rice with a spoon and said with a smile: "Chaoge, Xiqi, Nandu, Beihai...anywhere will do."

Yang Ling felt relieved when he heard this, and also laughed: "Since you can go anywhere, why leave?"

"..."

Xuandu was stunned for a moment.

Yang Ling struck while the iron was hot and said seriously: "I heard there is an old saying in Hezhou, Xiniu, which is 'There is pure land in the heart, and there is pure land everywhere'.

I think this sentence is quite appropriate to apply to the Archmage.

If you have a world of mortals in your heart, and there is a world of mortals everywhere, why bother looking elsewhere? Do you think this is true? "

"..."

Master Xuandu was thoughtful, feeling that something was wrong, but there seemed to be nothing wrong with him.

"There is indeed some truth in what fellow Taoist said, but..."

"Stop it."

Yang Ling waved his hand, looked at Master Xuandu and urged: "You finish this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice first, and then I will take you to a good place."

"oh?"

Archmage Xuandu's eyes were slightly bright, as if he was interested.

He was not in a hurry to ask. He just sat on the floor, holding a jade bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, and slowly ate the fried rice in the bowl.

"How does it taste?" Yang Ling asked curiously.

Xuan Du put down his spoon and said seriously: "Although it is not as delicious as dragon liver and phoenix marrow, nearly twenty kinds of ingredients are put together, but it has a unique taste."

"Hey, I can't tell you are still an expert!"

Yang Ling was a little surprised and curious about the taste of the legendary dragon liver and phoenix marrow. It couldn't even compare to his exclusive secret Yangzhou fried rice.

At this time, Xuandu put the bowls and chopsticks back into the food box, looked at Yang Ling and said, "Where do you want to take me, fellow Taoist?"

"Just follow me."

Yang Ling stood up, turned around and headed east of the city.

After walking only two steps, the soles of my feet were suddenly touched. When I looked down, I saw a hanging copper plate.

He stepped on it skillfully with his feet, his face remained calm, and he pretended to look at the surrounding scenery. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he quickly bent down to pick up the sling of copper coins and stuffed them into his sleeve pocket.

Perhaps it was due to the sudden increase in the [luck] attribute. In recent days, he often picked up money when walking on the street, so he was quite familiar with the process of picking up money.

Master Xuandu saw his actions from behind and couldn't help but curiously asked: "You are already rich, why are you still happy to find this little money?"

"It has nothing to do with how much money I have. The key is that I picked up the money!" Yang Ling said matter-of-factly.

Xuandu tasted the meaning of his words and couldn't help but shook his head, "It seems that fellow Taoist is right. I don't understand this mortal world at all."

"Then you are right to follow me. I will take you to have a good experience." Yang Ling said with a smile.

Xuandu nodded, "Then I'll help you, fellow Taoist."

The two walked through the bustling streets one after another, and soon came to a large Goulan courtyard.

From a distance, you can hear the sound of piano, singing, and laughter inside, which makes people's hearts sway.

This Goulan is a comprehensive entertainment venue integrating teahouses, taverns, theaters, and brothels. The girls inside have been strictly selected and trained.

It's a pity that it's daytime now, so I can only drink tea and listen to music.

If you come at night, you can still see girls in tulle dresses shaking their butts on the stage.

Archmage Xuandu looked at Yang Ling speechlessly.

Is this a good place you said?

Yang Ling understood his eyes and said seriously: "Goulan Courtyard is not just an entertainment venue, it is also a platform for communication.

Here you can make friends with heroes from all walks of life, exchange various information, and listen to some stories from all over the world... This is the perfect place for you to experience the world of mortals! "

Xuan Du had an expression on his face that said, "I don't study well, so don't lie to me."

If he had always trusted Yang Ling, he might have turned around and left long ago.

"But the worldly atmosphere here is indeed very heavy..."

Xuandu followed Yang Ling and sat down in the elegant room. He looked at the guests and the girls in the hook and said thoughtfully: "Although most of the people here are ill-fated, their fates are... There are many variables.

The rich boy opposite will lose everything overnight, the noble family next to him will be ruined within ten years, but the poor singer on the stage will enjoy prosperity and wealth for the rest of her life...

In the past, most of the people I saw on the street were just going about their business. It seemed like you wouldn't meet a single person with ups and downs in life for a long time, but there were a lot of people gathered here.

Fellow Taoist said it right.

For me, this is indeed a good place to understand the way of Tianyan. "

Yang Ling: "..."

This time it was his turn to be speechless.

He just wanted to take Master Xuandu to experience the beauty of the world. How could it become a holy place for enlightenment?