Chapter 114 Is this the Heavenly Tribulation? (Subscribe)

"Father!"

"Mother!"

After returning to Guanjiangkou and putting away the Blue Luan divine bird, the group went straight to the backyard of Yang Mansion. Yang Zhao, who noticed the movement, immediately came over with his brother Yang Jian.

Seeing her two sons whom she hadn't seen for a long time, Yunhua was so excited that she burst into tears, and she even felt a little guilty in her heart.

Including the time she went to Wuyi Mountain, she had not been with her two children for nearly half a year.

Even Yang Ling had to leave home because of her affairs, and was away for two or three months at a time, leaving the two children "alone" at home!
Fortunately, both children were much more sensible than ordinary children. After seeing their parents come back, besides being excited and happy, they did not use this matter to act coquettishly or to cause misery.

This is also related to the fact that the two children have been relatively independent since childhood.

Especially Yang Zhao, he is like a little adult.

During the time when his parents were away, he still practiced on time every day, learning the new knowledge and various spells and magical powers that Yang Ling taught him, while also taking care of his younger brother.

Even the lazy and gluttonous Taiyin Jade Rabbit is like a child in front of him. No matter what happens, he has to make the decision.

Yang Jian is more naughty.

When he found that a big blue cow had moved into the courtyard next door, he spent the whole day thinking about climbing over the wall and shooting the cow's butt with a slingshot, which scared the black dog fairy Dahuang so much that he trembled.

When Yang Ling and his wife were not at home, he was the most accomplished person in the Yang Mansion, and a sense of responsibility of "I have to protect the home" naturally arose in him.

Although the master did not give any specific instructions when he left, he definitely wanted him to take on the responsibility of guarding the house.

After all, he is the only Xuanxian in this family. If he doesn't take good care of the family, can he rely on that lazy rabbit?

But when the big blue bull glanced at him casually, he knew he was overthinking.

This home doesn't need him to guard at all. He just needs to lie down beside his little master and be a pet dog.

After asking about the two children's performance during this period, Yang Ling praised them one by one and then introduced them to their cousin Long Ji.

When they learned that she was their uncle's daughter, Yang Zhao and Yang Jian were extremely enthusiastic and took the initiative to share with her the good things they thought were good.

For example, candied haws, sweet-scented osmanthus cake, rattles, shadow puppetry...

Long Ji grew up in heaven, so he had never seen those toys used to entertain children in the mortal world. He was quite reserved at first, but after a quick taste, he completely let go.

Judging from her age, she is only about twelve or thirteen years old, still a teenager.

In addition, there are not as many rules in the mortal world as in heaven. After getting familiar with Yang Zhao and others, he invited them to stroll around the streets all day long, and he actually didn't want to go to heaven anymore.

Yang Ling was also happy to see the children getting along harmoniously.

After he settled everything at home, he set off to the next yard.

This courtyard was originally the residence of a wealthy local family, but now it has been bought by Yang Ling.

It's worth mentioning that he didn't spend any extra money.

The other party just heard that the buyer was Mr. Yang, a kind man, and nodded in agreement without saying a word, and even said that he could get it half-buy and half-give away.

Yang Ling still made up the difference according to the market price.

Anyway, to him, money is just something outside of his body.

Ever since his [Luck] attribute has soared, it is no longer just picking up money for him, but bringing money home!

He has not taken care of the family business in the past few months, but as a result, all the major stores have made huge profits every month.

He didn't say that he was as rich as a country, but it was not an exaggeration to say that he was as rich as a city.

Except for a very small portion of the profit used to maintain family expenses, the rest was divided into two parts by him.

One part is used to expand the business, and the other part is used to do charity.

His business has covered dozens or even hundreds of surrounding cities. Wherever he goes, he opens a shop, and then he also opens free porridge shops, clinics, charity halls, etc.

Although he did not do it himself and the rewards he received were not much, the number was huge. If he just sat there every day, he would at least get a "qualified level" reward.

"Moo~"

Seeing Yang Ling coming, the blue bull with horns that was lying in a pavilion quickly got up. A smile flashed in the bull's eyes: "The little Zen master of our human sect is back?"

"Little Zen Master?"

Yang Ling was stunned. What kind of name is this?
"Don't you know yet?" Flat-horned Green Ox said, "The story of you slapping Medicine Master and instructing the immortals during the discussion in West Kunlun has spread throughout the prehistoric world. Now all the immortals and gods in the three realms know that our Human Sect has a young disciple who is proficient in all three thousand great ways.

Because of the example of Master Xuandu, and because you defeated three Western Sect disciples in a row in Zen, I call you the Little Zen Master of the Human Sect." The flat-horned green ox seemed very enthusiastic and talked nonstop, completely different from his previous indifferent appearance!

Yang Ling knew clearly in his heart that this fellow had obviously not taken him seriously before, and only now did he truly acknowledge him.

"No... I'm teaching my disciples alone. It's a bit inappropriate to be called a Zen master, isn't it?"

The flat-horned blue ox narrowed its eyes and said with a grin, "It's those Western sect disciples who should be anxious now.

I heard that many Western disciples have said that they want to schedule a time to discuss the Dao with you again!"

"They are always thinking of nice things!"

Yang Ling said unhappily.

He was too lazy to bother with such things which had no benefit at all.

After a pause, he looked at the Flat-horned Green Ox and thanked him solemnly, then asked the other party to stay for a while longer.

Since he has made up his mind to strengthen the Human Religion and the Heavenly Palace, he will definitely have to leave Guanjiangkou more frequently in the future.

He would be really worried if there was no expert at home.

The flat-horned blue bull did not hesitate and nodded readily, saying, "As long as the master does not call me back, it is fine for me to stay here for a while longer."

"Thank you very much!"

Yang Ling thanked him again and took out a glass bottle and handed it to Flat-horned Green Ox, "This is the thank-you gift my wife prepared."

The glass bottle contains a piece of Wudao tea.

The Wudao tea tree had been in Yunhua's hands all along. She had picked the ripe tea leaves and sealed them in glass bottles, and then handed them all over to Yang Ling for disposal.

Yang Ling kept half of it for their family to use, and kept the rest as a treasure for personal relationships.

Banjiao Qingniu was also an expert at identifying the value of the tea. He could tell at a glance how precious the tea was, and his face was full of smiles.

"As expected of the Princess of Heaven, you are so generous! Thank you for me later."

……

In the next few days, Yang Ling completely relaxed and spent his whole life accompanying his wife and children, taking them around for fun.

After that, he began to concentrate on refining the spiritual treasure.

The Falling Treasure Money, the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, the Dragon-Escape Pillar, the Golden Cloud of Merit, the Red Bow...all these treasures require great effort to be sacrificed and refined.

Because only when all the restrictions inside the spiritual treasure are marked with the imprint of the soul can the power of the spiritual treasure be fully exerted.

Especially the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd.

It is said that this magical treasure hides the secret of the Hongmeng Purple Qi, and he can't wait to see its true appearance.

However, it becomes more and more difficult to refine the spiritual treasure as time goes on. Each restriction requires nearly twice as much energy and time as the previous one.

He has already refined thirty-eight restrictions on the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, and only the last two restrictions are left to completely master this magical treasure!
One day, he was refining a spiritual treasure in his study when he suddenly sensed a strange aura spreading between heaven and earth.

Yang Ling was startled and quickly put away his magic treasure and rushed out of the study.

When he went out, he saw his eldest son Yang Zhao sitting cross-legged on the martial arts field, with an irrepressible powerful aura lingering around him, as if an invisible storm was gradually brewing in his body.

Yun Hua followed closely behind him and came to Yang Ling's side, with an anxious look on his face and a slightly trembling voice: "Is Zhao'er going to pass the immortal tribulation?
How could his Taoism improve so quickly? "

Yang Ling had a strange look on his face. The reason why he improved so quickly was naturally because of his "good teaching".

But he didn't expect that he would have to go through the tribulation of becoming an immortal so soon.

He himself hasn't survived the disaster!
Yang Ling felt somewhat amused and helpless.

He practiced hard and also had the Wanxiang Ruyi card to conceal his aura, so he had not been caught by Tiandao.

However, Yang Zhao was extremely intelligent, and his cultivation speed far exceeded that of ordinary people. He did not have treasures like the Wanxiang Ruyi Card, so naturally he faced the calamity of becoming an immortal early.

In the martial arts arena, Yang Zhao's aura became stronger and stronger.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and black clouds covered the city. Silver-white thunder began to condense, forming circles of twisted ripples that seemed to be about to fall at any time.

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(End of this chapter)