Chapter 133 Invitation from Yun Zhongzi (Subscription Request)
The stars are shining and the crescent moon is hanging high in the sky.

A delicate and lightweight pleasure boat glided tightly across the night sky.

The breeze was blowing gently, bringing a bit of coolness, but still gentle. In the cabin, Yang Chan had already fallen asleep in the gentle rocking, breathing evenly, with a peaceful and sweet face.

On the bow deck, Yang Ling and his wife Yun Hua stood in each other's arms, their shadows stretched out in the moonlight, as if they had merged into one.

Yunhua snuggled in Yang Ling's arms, resting her head on his shoulder, looking at the stars in the distance with a dazed look.

"The past few years in the underworld have been the best experiences of my life. Looking back now, it seems like a dream."

Yunhua's voice was slightly melancholy and a bit confused, "Sometimes I am really afraid, afraid that all this will suddenly disappear one day."

Yang Ling didn't say anything, but just hugged her gently.

It was late at night, and the moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the two of them, as if covering them with a layer of soft silver gauze.

The two couldn't help but kiss each other passionately under the bright starry sky, responding to each other warmly.

After a long time, they slowly separated.

Yunhua felt her lips were a little numb.

She looked at Yang Ling reproachfully and was about to complain, but when she raised her eyes, she saw a pair of burning eyes.

He just put his arm around her waist, shook his hand and brought out the painting of thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and with just a slight pull, the two of them entered the painting together.

"You ask for..."

"Does it hurt you?"

"No~"

Yunhua closed her beautiful eyes tightly, refusing to open them out of shame. She just whispered in a mosquito-like voice, and her breathing was very disordered.

The eldest princess of heaven, the famous female god of war, became a defeated captive at this moment and could only let Yang Ling do whatever he wanted.

It was unknown how long it took before her disordered breathing gradually returned to normal.

The divine consciousness probed into the outside world through the map of mountains and rivers. The stars in the sky had gradually disappeared, and the sky in the east was turning pale.

But the good night is so short!

Yang Ling stood up, gently wrapped his arms around his wife's jade-like body, and rubbed her ears with familiarity...

The wave that had originally receded began to surge up again, overturning and retreating.

Yunhua quickly pushed him and said, "It's almost dawn, we will be in Chaoge soon."

"Don't worry..." Yang Ling lowered his head, kept asking for her lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'll be quick..."

……

"You liar!" Looking at the sun rising to the zenith, Yun Hua glared at Yang Ling in reproach, "Didn't you say it would be very soon?"

"I'm still young, so it's normal for it to take a little longer."

Yang Ling said as a matter of course.

"Hmph~" Recalling the absurdity of last night, Yun Hua's voice could not help but be tinged with tenderness, and she acted like a spoiled child: "I don't care, you've hurt both of my legs, you'll be responsible for taking care of the child later."

"my pleasure!"

Yang Ling responded with a smile, returned to the cabin and picked up his daughter who was still sleeping soundly in the cradle, then he folded up the pleasure boat and turned into a beam of white light falling towards the majestic city below.

Song.

As the capital of the Shang Dynasty, it is also the most magnificent city in the entire human race and a symbol of the national strength of the Shang Dynasty.

The city of Chaoge was bustling with traffic. There were a total of eighteen gates of various sizes on the four walls, but it was still often jam-packed with traffic.

In the streets and alleys of the city, you can see pedestrians everywhere, shoulder to shoulder, busy running for their livelihood.

There are also all kinds of shops.

Yang Ling first found his own shop, compared the seal with the shopkeeper, and then was led by the shopkeeper to a large mansion in the south of the city.

This house is also one of his properties.

Compared with the courtyard in Guanjiangkou, this house is slightly smaller, but the interior decoration is more luxurious. Moreover, all the necessary utensils and even maids and servants are already available in the house, so he doesn't have to worry about anything.

They will be living in Chaoge for some time to come, so they naturally cannot treat themselves badly.

Besides that, there is another benefit of living here.

That was the owner of the yard next door, a wealthy man named Song Yiren.

Song Yiren has thousands of acres of land outside the city, and he also has restaurants, cloth shops, grain shops and other shops in the city. He is quite famous in the south of the city. However, his wealth is nothing in Chaoge. What Yang Ling really likes is the person who will live in his house in the future - Jiang Ziya!

In Yang Ling's impression, although Jiang Ziya has average talent, he has a unique fate. He is the one chosen by Yuanshi Tianzun to be deified on behalf of heaven!
According to his calculations, the nine-tailed fox had already entered the palace and started to wreak havoc on the Shang Dynasty, so it wouldn't be long before Jiang Ziya would arrive in Chaoge.

He was waiting here in advance, quietly awaiting the arrival of this key figure in the Conferred God Tribulation.

……

The next morning, Yang Ling went out early and walked on the streets of Chaoge City which had not yet fully awakened. He found a small stall and ate some fried dough sticks and drank some porridge.

The smell of fireworks on the street intertwined with the morning mist, adding a bit of vitality to this ancient city. He had just finished eating and was about to continue inspecting his own property when he saw a handsome Taoist walking from the city gate.

The Taoist was dressed in a green robe, carrying a wooden sword on his back, with a long belt around his waist. He walked with a calm gait, like a white lotus that has grown out of the mud without being stained in this noisy world.

Maybe it was intuition, or maybe it was some other reason, but just by taking a glance at him, Yang Ling could feel that this Taoist was very extraordinary.

The Taoist seemed to have noticed Yang Ling's gaze and looked towards him. His eyes were as bright as stars, and his gaze met Yang Ling's through the crowd.

He smiled slightly, and walked straight towards Yang Ling without stopping.

"I wonder where the Friendship Fairyland is?"

The Taoist stopped in front of Yang Ling and asked in a clear voice with a calmness that was as light as the wind and clouds.

"Yang Ling from Guanjiangkou, may I ask your name, fellow Taoist?" Yang Ling did not hide anything, but gave his name calmly.

"Yang Ling from Guanjiangkou..." The Taoist looked thoughtful, and suddenly realized, "It turned out that the man who slapped the Medicine Master taught the Zen Master to do it in person!

Excuse me! I am Yun Zhongzi, practicing in the Yuzhu Cave in Zhongnan Mountain."

Hearing this, Yang Ling's heart moved. He didn't expect that he would meet a disciple of the Chan Sect just after arriving in Chaoge.

In his impression, Yun Zhongzi is a rather special figure in the Chan sect.

He was different from the twelve golden immortals of the orthodox teaching, such as Yu Ding and Manjusri. He did not commit the killing calamity of the mortal world, and he did not fall into the Nine-bend Yellow River Formation like the twelve golden immortals of the orthodox teaching, and had the five energies in his chest eliminated and the three flowers on his head. Therefore, he was called the Golden Immortal of Blessing and Fortune.

However, what impressed Yang Ling the most was that he had entered the palace to get rid of the evildoer not long after the Nine-tailed Fox entered the palace and started doing evil.

This is completely different from the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox Teaching.

Because the Twelve Immortals had all violated the precept of not killing, they were afraid that this catastrophe would not happen, so naturally they would not kill the nine-tailed fox.

It's just that Yun Zhongzi wanted to get rid of the nine-tailed fox, but he was deliberately mysterious. He abandoned his own magic sword and instead cut a pine sword to present to King Di Xin of Shang. In the end, the wooden sword was destroyed, and the plan to slay the demon failed.

With this thought in mind, Yang Ling couldn't help but glance at the wooden sword behind Yun Zhongzi, and thought to himself: Could it be that Yun Zhongzi is going here just to present the wooden sword?
Yun Zhongzi saw Yang Ling's eyes fall on the wooden sword behind him, and smiled slightly, as if he saw through the doubts in his heart, and took the initiative to explain:

"My friend, you have a sharp eye. This wooden sword does have a history. I observed the stars at night and saw that the Emperor's Star was dim, which seemed to indicate that there was an evildoer hiding in the palace.

Therefore, I took a thousand-year-old dead pine and carved it into this sword with my own hands, so that I can slay the evildoers and cleanse the world."

After hearing these words, Yang Ling didn't know how to complain.

He didn't know whether Yun Zhongzi was pretending or he hadn't been back to Yuxu Palace for a long time and didn't know the current situation...

You know, the one that most wants to see chaos in the Shang Dynasty is the Chan Sect, but Yun Zhongzi, as a disciple of the Chan Sect, actually wants to help the Shang Dynasty eradicate the evil spirit that is wreaking havoc in the palace!

Yang Ling remained calm and praised with admiration: "You are a righteous man, and I admire you. You have such a heart, and the people of the world should remember it."

When Yun Zhongzi heard Yang Ling say this, a gleam of relief flashed in his eyes, and then he invited him sincerely: "I have come all the way from Zhongnan Mountain, and I feel a little lonely. It is rare for me to meet a Taoist friend. I wonder if you are willing to help me to eliminate monsters?"

Yang Ling's heart moved slightly, and he started to calculate quickly in his mind.

He vaguely felt that now was an opportunity to change the ending of Conferred God.

He knew that Yun Zhongzi would not be able to kill the nine-tailed fox when he went to the palace to eliminate the demon, but what if he was included?

With his assistance, we can eliminate the evildoer with lightning speed!

In that case, would the Shang Dynasty still perish?

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