My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

After leaving the medical center, Yang Ling first added attribute points, then found a deserted alley and opened the two blind boxes.

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Two golden pills were revealed from the two blind boxes, one was a sleeping pill and the other was also a sleeping pill.

Yang Ling was speechless. Was he afraid that he wouldn't be able to sleep?

That's all, just think of it as a cushion before the big prize is announced.

He put the pills away and went straight to the largest Goulan Courtyard in the city.

In the afternoon, the elements of Goulan Courtyard were much more elegant. There were fewer charming dancing girls and more virtuosic piano girls.

The notes jump and the piano sounds melodious.

Yang Ling was welcomed into the door by the store owner, and saw Master Xuandu already sitting in the elegant seat, holding a cup of tea with a calm expression.

Seeing him come in, Master Xuandu nodded slightly and motioned for him to sit down opposite.

"Fellow Taoist looks very good, with masculine energy filling his body, like a furnace. It seems that he has gained a lot from this trip to Wuyi Mountain."

Archmage Xuandu said with a smile.

"The Archmage's eyes are as bright as fire."

Yang Ling did not hide anything and responded frankly: "I was lucky during this trip to Wuyi Mountain. I absorbed a little bit of the true fire of the sun in the secret realm of Xianglengquan, so my strength has improved a little."

When Master Xuandu heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "The true fire of the sun is so strong that it burns all things. Except for the three-legged Golden Crow clan who were born from the sun star, there are only a few people who can control the true fire of the sun. Not much!

I didn’t expect that fellow Taoist you could actually absorb the true fire of the sun for your own use. It’s really eye-opening. "

"It's just luck."

Yang Ling said modestly.

Master Xuandu shook his head and said seriously: "Fellow Taoist should know that this luck is also a manifestation of strength."

"The Archmage is right!"

Yang Ling nodded, feeling that Master Xuandu's words touched his heart.

This time, when facing the Leech Demon God, if he hadn't triggered the "Ji" secret in time, he might not have been able to defeat him.

If you are unlucky, you may not be able to trigger it until you die.

On this topic, the two chatted for a while.

Yang Ling suddenly changed the subject and asked directly: "The Archmage has great magical powers, can you help me deduce the whereabouts of a demon fairy?"

Archmage Xuandu frowned slightly and asked curiously: "First, tell me who you want to find?"

"Yuan Hong, a white ape in Meishan got enlightenment. A few days ago, he learned the identity of my wife from nowhere, ran to the heaven and made a big fuss before escaping back to the lower world!"

Yang Ling said bluntly: "I suspect that there is someone behind him who is plotting secretly, so I want to find him and find out the matter."

Archmage Xuandu frowned even deeper.

"Let me think about this for a moment."

Yang Ling nodded, "I feel ashamed to say that I have been asking the Archmage for help these days. However, this matter involves my wife and children. If we don't find out about it, I will not be able to feel at ease."

Archmage Xuandu nodded slightly, understanding his mood.

"But now that the world is in chaos, if I want to deduce the whereabouts of the demon fairy, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to do it alone."

Hearing this, Yang Ling could not hide his disappointment.

Seeing this, Master Xuandu hesitated for a moment, as if he had made some kind of determination. A Tai Chi scroll appeared behind him. With just a slight turn, he was back in the Eight Views Palace in an instant.

Saint Taiqing closed his eyes slightly, as if he was asleep.

Master Xuandu has long been used to this. He first bowed to Saint Taiqing, and then said seriously: "How did the teacher consider what the disciple said last time?"

Taiqing Saint did not make any move.

If Master Xuandu hadn't known about his vast magical powers, he might have thought that the saint in front of him had really fallen into a deep sleep.

Master Xuandu sat cross-legged on the futon in front of Saint Taiqing, "Teacher, didn't you say you wanted to leave the matter of becoming a god to me?

Now the Chanjiao has begun to make plans, but the disciple really doesn't want to get involved in these trivial things... No, the disciple can't do anything alone and urgently needs a fellow disciple to help. "

His words echoed in the Eight Views Palace, but Saint Taiqing remained indifferent, like a statue sitting in silence.

Master Xuandu was not discouraged and continued: "My disciple has been traveling for many years and has seen countless outstanding people like crucian carp crossing the river. However, people like Yang Ling have outstanding talents, excellent understanding, profound blessings, and extremely high character and means." Excellent, but still the only one!

If you can accept him as your disciple, I believe he will be able to become a pillar of the People's Religion and shine for our People's Religion.

When the time comes, you can save your worries, and I can save my efforts... Ahem, no, our People's Education will definitely carry forward! "

However, even after all the words were said, Saint Taiqing still had no response.

Xuandu sighed softly.

As the only direct disciple of Saint Taiqing, he knew his teacher's character very well.

I don't speak now, just because I don't want to reject him directly so as not to embarrass him.

But Xuandu didn't intend to give up.

This teacher was devoted to the Tao and was indifferent to anything. Even the two sects of Chan and Jie seemed to have controlled the destiny of human beings for so many years.

But the teacher doesn’t care, and the disciples cannot and don’t care!

In particular, the three religions are known to respect the Human Religion, but now among the human race, they only know the names of Chan and Jie, and the Human Religion has almost no orthodoxy!

At this time, a capable and resourceful disciple needs to stand up and help the Renjiao to flourish!

This is also the responsibility that a Renjiao disciple should bear.

But Master Xuandu asked himself if he was not a person who could share the worries of his master, so he had been thinking about finding another junior brother for himself over the years.

Until he met Yang Ling, this idea slowly turned into action.

Seeing that the Taiqing Saint still did not give in, he had to retreat and said seriously: "Teacher, why don't you accept Yang Ling as a registered disciple first. In this way, he will not affect your cultivation, and can also add a little help to the disciples."

He paused, and then added softly: "If you don't say anything, I will take it as your agreement."

After that, Master Xuandu looked up at the Taiqing Saint.

He knew that if his teacher really disagreed, he would definitely stop him.

After a moment of silence, the Taiqing Saint really took action.

The leader of the Human Sect sighed and said slowly: "Xuandu, I understand your intention. You have been traveling outside for many years, and this Bajing Palace is indeed a bit deserted. The inheritance of the Human Sect's tradition in the world also needs to be continued. Just do as you say."

When Master Xuandu heard this, he was suddenly happy and smiled: "Then I will thank you for my junior brother."

The Saint Taiqing nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and returned to his original state of deep sleep.

At the same time, Yang Ling, who was listening to the music, suddenly felt his mind shaken, as if an invisible wave penetrated the boundaries of space and directly reflected into the depths of his soul.

It was an extremely grand will, as if it came from the high and mighty fairyland, transcending the world.

This will was gentle and broad, and without any words, it showed a clear intention-asking him if he was willing to worship him as a teacher.

Yang Ling's heart moved, and a sense of intuition let him know that the owner of this grand will was the Saint Taiqing, the supreme being who was high in the Great Red Sky.

At such a critical moment, Yang Ling did not hesitate at all.

This is the saint who took the initiative to come to accept a disciple, even if it is only a registered disciple now!

At this moment, any hesitation would be disrespectful to the saint!

So, Yang Ling bowed deeply in his heart, and responded excitedly and firmly: Yang Ling, I am willing to worship the Saint Taiqing as my teacher, and I wish the teacher a long life!

At this moment, his mind was closely connected with the grand will, and these words could be truly conveyed to the Saint Taiqing without saying them out loud.

The next moment, a golden light exploded directly in Yang Ling's mind.

This golden light was not an ordinary thing, but contained the supreme mysterious method. It splashed gently in the depths of Yang Ling's soul, and turned into complex runes and profound mantras.

Yang Ling felt as if his consciousness was impacted by a huge flow of information. Countless runes and mantras were constantly rotating and evolving in his heart. What they showed was the Taoism taught by the Great Purity Saint.

Some of these Taoisms were profound and unfathomable, while others were simple and direct, but each contained profound truths. Even if Yang Ling had amazing comprehension, he still needed to spend a lot of time to understand and practice.

"Thank you for teaching me, Master. I will practice diligently in the future and live up to your kindness."

After he finished speaking, the great will receded like a tide, and Yang Ling slowly opened his eyes, just in time to see the great master Xuandu standing in front of him with a smile.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother."