Chapter 136: Lotus Lantern (Subscription Request)
The Nuwa Palace is the dojo of the saint Nuwa.

However, in the Taoist temple where she was meditating and attaining enlightenment, a small stove appeared at this moment. Burning in the stove was the Samadhi Fire, and sitting on the fire was a starry purple clay teapot, which was filled with heavenly fairy ganoderma dew.

After the Samadhi True Fire boiled the Tianxianzhi Dew, Yang Ling solemnly took out a small jar made of mutton-fat jade, and delicately used tweezers to pick out a leaf of tea and put it into the cup.

At first glance, this piece of tea seemed ordinary, curled up and shriveled, only one inch square, but when he poured boiling water into the cup, immediately a ball of brilliant light rose from the cup.

The enlightenment tea leaves in the cup rolled and expanded in the boiling water, with wisps of Taoist radiance blooming on the surface.

These traces of Tao rhyme flipped over the teacup and condensed into one pattern after another, sometimes like a tripod, sometimes like a bell. They all looked lifelike, and the surface was filled with a unique and precious Tao rhyme, which was extremely mysterious.

For a moment, the fragrance of tea filled the air, and the entire Taoist palace seemed to be filled with this fresh and unworldly aroma.

As the fragrance of tea slowly seeped into his heart, Yang Ling immediately felt his mind become clear, and many insights into the great truth surged into his mind.

Nuwa Saint's eyes showed a bit of astonishment, and she asked in amazement: "This tea can actually help people attain enlightenment?"

Yang Ling nodded slightly, picked up the teacup with both hands respectfully, and said with a smile: "If it was an ordinary spiritual tea, why would the teacher let the disciple bring it to you for tasting?

To be honest, the name of this tea is Enlightenment Tea.

Uncle Master, please have some tea."

Saint Nuwa nodded slightly, took the teacup and took a sip of the enlightenment tea, her eyes slightly closed, as if she was savoring the taste.

After a moment, she opened her eyes, smiled and praised: "This tea is worthy of the name of enlightenment tea. I just tasted the spiritual tea in Huoyun Palace at my brother's place a few days ago, but it is far inferior to this enlightenment tea."

Yang Ling was delighted when he heard this, and took the opportunity to say, "My disciple has long admired the reputation of Emperor Fuxi, and has been fascinated by him for a long time.

Could you please help me bring a can of enlightenment tea to Emperor Fuxi?"

As he spoke, he presented two exquisite pottery jars filled with Wudao tea.

Saint Nuwa nodded slightly and signaled Fairy Caifeng to step forward and take the two pottery jars.

She looked at Yang Ling, a trace of approval flashed in her eyes: "You have such a thought, it is very rare. My brother likes tea ceremony the most. If he can taste this enlightenment tea, he will be very happy.

But your enlightenment tea is extremely precious, and I can’t take your things for nothing…”

As she spoke, her eyes swept across the hall, and when she passed a golden gourd beside the lotus pond, she paused slightly.

Yang Ling noticed her gaze and glanced at it curiously. Seeing that it was a golden gourd, his heart was moved.

He remembered that the Xiantian gourd vine on Mount Buzhou produced a total of seven gourds, one of which was a golden gourd.

This golden gourd seemed to have fallen into the hands of the demon emperor Di Jun, who made a demon-summoning banner and hid it inside.

It is closely related to the fate of the demon clan and is closely connected with almost every demon clan.

Once this banner comes out, no demon clan in the world will dare to disobey!

This treasure has disappeared since the fall of the Demon Court.

There were many powerful demon clans who wanted to find this treasure so that they could command all the demon clans in the world, regroup and restore the glory of the demon court!
However, even if they searched throughout the three realms, they would not find any clues.

Unexpectedly, this treasure fell into the hands of Saint Nuwa, and was casually thrown by the pool, seemingly unwelcome.

Come to think of it, as a saint like Nuwa, how could she care about a treasure that was used to command monsters?

At this time, Saint Nuwa's gaze passed over the golden gourd and fell on the white lotus in the pond. She seemed to have thought of something and suddenly raised her eyes to look at Yang Ling.

The gaze of Saint Nuwa is gentle and profound, as if she can see through the secrets deep in people's hearts.

She slowly said, "Nephew, your daughter Yang Chan is gifted and is a good material for cultivation. Although my Taisutian is full of immortal energy, it is also deserted and lacks people to take care of it. Are you willing to let her come here, be my maid, and practice with me?"

Yang Ling was shocked. He really didn't expect that Saint Nuwa would make such a request.

Although she is called a maid, she can actually be considered half a disciple, just like the two fairies Qingluan and Caifeng under the seat of Saint Nuwa.

By the way, he remembered that when his daughter was born, there were blue phoenixes and colorful phoenixes dancing in the sky, and strange phenomena occurred one after another. Could it be that since that time, Saint Nuwa had been interested in his daughter?

Yang Ling thought quickly in his mind.

He naturally understood that this was a great opportunity for his daughter, but as a father, he was still very reluctant to let her go.

Especially since my daughter is still so young!
Yun Zhongzi, who was sipping tea at the side, looked at Yang Ling who was frowning and thinking, feeling a little strange, and couldn't understand why he was hesitating.

In his opinion, the fact that the saint personally asked to take his daughter as a maid was a great opportunity, and he would definitely express his gratitude with joy at the first opportunity!
Yang Ling sensed Yun Zhongzi's doubts, and also felt that Saint Nuwa was looking at him, so he quickly explained, "Master, I am very grateful for your kindness.

It’s just that my little girl was born not long ago, and I want to accompany her for a few more years, and then talk about it after she grows up.”

Saint Nuwa frowned slightly, as if thinking about something, and then slowly said: "In this case, let's wait until your daughter grows up."

After that, she stretched out her hand and gently flicked it, and the blooming white lotus left the water and slowly floated towards Yang Ling. Seeing this, Yang Ling quickly reached out to catch the white lotus, only to feel that the lotus was heavy, exuding a faint luster, and had an indescribable cool feeling, as if it carried an unfathomable power.

"Take this lotus back to your daughter." The voice of Saint Nuwa was gentle, but carried unquestionable majesty.

Although Yang Ling was full of doubts, he knew that there must be a deep meaning behind the gift given by the saint.

He bowed respectfully and said in a deep voice: "Disciple thanks Uncle Master for his generous gift!"

Saint Nuwa nodded, then waved her hand, signaling Yang Ling and Yun Zhongzi to leave.

Yang Ling bowed respectfully again and slowly left the Taoist temple with Yun Zhongzi.

After leaving the Queen Wa Palace, Fairy Cai Feng led the two of them out of Taisu Heaven and headed towards the prehistoric world.

Along the way, Yang Ling was thinking in his heart, wondering why the Saint Nuwa gave him a white lotus.

He looked down at the white lotus in his hand and saw a faint light flowing in the center of the lotus, which seemed to contain some mysterious power.

After thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything, so he put it in his treasure bag.

After the two were led by Fairy Caifeng and passed through a mysterious space portal, they successfully returned to the primitive world.

At this moment, Yang Ling suddenly felt something unusual happening in his treasure bag, and quickly reached out to take out the white lotus.

The next moment, the white lotus in his hand suddenly emitted a soft and warm light. The light spread out like ripples, and an invisible force was gathering towards the lotus in his hand.

In the lotus, the light gradually condensed and turned into an exquisite lotus lamp. Its shape seemed to be carved from jade, crystal clear, and emitting a faint warm glow.

Yang Ling was stunned. He originally thought that this white lotus was just a small gift given by the Saint Nuwa.

However, the moment he saw the lotus lantern, he immediately understood the origin of the lotus lantern.

This is no ordinary treasure, it is the legendary supreme treasure - the Precious Lotus Lantern!

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　　This year Ji Jingqiu was sixteen years old.

　　In order to survive, he visualized the burning house of Buddha, planted a precious Bodhi tree, and embarked on the path of practicing martial arts.

　　Unexpectedly, just a few years later...

　　"Mr. Ji, how did you achieve your current success in just a few years?"

　　"You are not a genius, you don't understand."

　　"...Now many warriors think that you are too arrogant and underestimate the world. Sooner or later, you will suffer a heavy blow. What do you think about this?"

　　"Those who don't know me think I'm crazy, and those who know me think I'm arrogant."

　　"Uh, what does Kensuke mean?"

　　"Upright and straightforward."

　　"In your opinion, is there anyone among your peers who can fight against you?"

　　"I see everything in the world, and there is no one like me."

　　——In yesterday’s interview, the contemporary martial arts pride Ji Jingqiu clearly stated that everyone here is garbage!

　　……

　　……

　　after many years.

　　The light rises suddenly, illuminating the endless darkness.

　　A towering ancient Bodhi tree is emerald green, standing tall like a canopy, supporting a green pure land, spanning hundreds of billions of kalpas, covering the endless universe, and illuminating the three realms and ten directions.

　　Someone came from the Pure Land.

　　This day.

　　Ji Jingqiu opened up a new path for the martial arts world.

　　Those who practice martial arts all over the world, looking up at it, are just like a mayfly seeing the blue sky.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)