Chapter 148 The Whereabouts of Hongmeng Purple Qi

The early morning sun penetrated the morning mist and sprinkled into the courtyard.

Yang Ling sat cross-legged in the pavilion in the garden, his eyes slightly closed, breathing steadily and deeply. A rain of flowers fell all around him, and fairy flowers bloomed in the air.

They sway gracefully in the breeze, each one emitting a faint glow and exuding a faint fragrance, as ethereal as a dream.

"Daddy~"

Little Yang Chan got up early as usual, and walked around the yard barefoot looking for her father.

"Your father is still in the garden meditating, let's not disturb him for now." Yunhua, who was wearing a plain white dress, smiled and instructed.

"Uh-huh."

Little Yang Chan nodded and ran towards the garden quietly.

"This child..." Yunhua shook her head and was about to stop her daughter, but her husband's voice rang in her heart: "Let her come over, I've finished my practice."

As little Yang Chan approached, all the fairy flowers in the garden seemed to sense her arrival, swaying in the breeze, their petals sparkling and dancing as if welcoming her.

Little Yang Chan blinked her big eyes, her face full of surprise and curiosity.

"So beautiful~"

Yunhua also followed and looked at the gorgeous and colorful rain of flowers in the sky, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes.

"Husband, what is this method?"

Yang Ling slowly opened his eyes, looked at his wife and daughter, and unconsciously revealed a gentle smile on his face. He asked softly:
"This method is called One Thought Blossoms, Dominating the World. It is a powerful sacred fighting method... I spent a night comprehending it and feel that it is very suitable for you and your daughter."

Yunhua's eyes flickered and he nodded without hesitation.

After seeing those fairy flowers, she had the same feeling in her heart.

Yang Ling didn't waste any words. He pointed his finger at her forehead and taught her the method of cultivation. At the same time, he shared all his insights into this sacred fighting method with her without reservation.

Without saying anything, Yunhua immediately sat down cross-legged, took out a piece of enlightenment tea and placed it between his eyebrows, closed his eyes slightly, and soon fell into a deep state of enlightenment.

Yang Ling nodded slightly, and took out the Map of Mountains and Rivers and took Yunhua in.

Based on his understanding of his wife's comprehension, it would probably take quite a while for her to master this sacred fighting technique.

However, once she succeeds in cultivating it, she will have a great chance of breaking through to the Golden Immortal Realm. Combined with the Grass Sword Technique, she will be able to fight even against the Golden Immortals of the Chan School like Yu Ding and Manjusri.

Thinking of this, he stretched out his hand, and a fairy flower condensed and took shape in his palm, then gently floated into little Yangchan's hand.

"How about it? Your mother has already learned it. Do you want to learn it, Chan'er?"

Little Yangchan's eyes sparkled with curiosity and desire: "Daddy, these flowers are so beautiful, I want to learn too!"

Yang Ling nodded slightly. He stretched out his hand and touched little Yang Chan's brow, sharing his cultivation method and his own insights with her.

Although little Yang Chan has not officially started practicing, she has inherited her mother's divine power. However, this power is usually hidden in her body and cannot be mobilized at will.

As she grows up, this power will be gradually released and eventually mastered by her.

By then, she would have become the new goddess of justice.

Taking this into consideration, Yang Ling had to pave the way for her in advance.

At this time, little Yang Chan blinked her big curious eyes, imitated her father, and raised her tender little hands slightly.

A trace of divine power essence gradually condensed in her palm.

Then, a pink fairy flower slowly grew and bloomed, with crystal dewdrops glittering between the petals, sparkling like pearls.

"Wow, Daddy, look, I can do that too!"

Little Yang Chan cheered, and the fairy flower gently spun in her palm, emitting a faint glow, as if responding to her joy.

Yang Ling watched from the side, with a hint of relief and surprise in his eyes.

His daughter's talent and understanding far exceeded his expectations.

Having just received the instruction, he was able to call upon the divine power in his body to condense a great immortal flower, which shows that he has an excellent understanding.

If such talent can be properly cultivated, it will surely achieve extraordinary results in the future.

However, although the power of the God of Justice that she mobilized was strong, its constraints and limitations were also obvious.

He didn't want his daughter's future path to be restricted in any way, so he had to find a path of practice for her that was freer and more suitable for her personality.

The Taiqing Ascension Technique, Nine Revolutions Yuan Gong, Divine Elephant Primordial Power, Burning Technique, etc. that he knows now all have their own magical powers, but these methods are not very suitable for little Yangchan.

But he is not in a hurry now.

Now that the system has been upgraded, he can stably obtain golden blind boxes with legendary rewards. In the future, there will definitely be a chance to open up mysterious skills that are suitable for his daughter.

Before that, what concerned him more was that the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd was about to be completed. In the next half month, Yang Ling did not go out again, but concentrated on refining the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd at home.

He hung the painting of mountains and rivers in the bedroom and set up various complex formations around the backyard. Then he brought his daughter into the painting to ensure that they would not be disturbed during the ritual.

In the picture of mountains and rivers, there are green mountains and clear waters, fragrant grass and trees, and only some gentle small animals and birds scattered among the mountains and fields. It is extremely quiet and peaceful.

Such a small world is perfect for meditation or for refining spiritual treasures.

He did not disturb Yunhua who was meditating in a sea of ​​flowers. Instead, he created an avatar to take little Yang Chan for a tour in this small world. His real body found a secluded valley with beautiful mountains and rivers and sat cross-legged beside a clear stream.

A scarlet gourd was quietly suspended in the air. In Yang Ling's field of vision, the surface of the gourd gradually became transparent, revealing the "brilliant starry sky" inside which was formed by the gathering of countless scattered red sands.

There are forty star rings in this "starry sky", and each star ring represents a level of restriction.

Refining spiritual treasures is an extremely mentally and physically exhausting task, especially for a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure like the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd. Each restriction requires a lot of energy.

As the restrictions were removed layer by layer, Yang Ling could feel that the power contained in the gourd was becoming stronger and stronger, and at the same time the difficulty of the ritual was increasing exponentially.

Now, he has finally reached the last level of restriction.

This restriction is like an indestructible wall. It is the final test in refining the spiritual treasure and also the most difficult step.

Yang Ling immersed himself completely in it, his soul shining with light, and according to his will, he slowly attacked the last restriction in the gourd.

This process lasted for a long time. After consuming a lot of energy and spiritual power, Yang Ling finally felt that the last restriction began to loosen.

After realizing this, Yang Ling immediately concentrated all his strength on one point. His soul was like a sharp carving knife, piercing into the restriction.

With a slight "hiss" sound, tiny cracks began to appear on the surface of the last restriction.

Along with this sound, the last restriction completely lost its resistance in front of him, allowing him to successfully imprint the mark of his soul on anything.

The light on the surface of the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd gradually faded, emitting a gentle and friendly luster, as if it had life, gently rotating and seeming to be dancing happily.

At this point, the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd finally belonged to Yang Ling completely.

Yang Ling felt a strange connection forming between himself and the gourd. Every bit of power of this treasure was closely related to him and could be mobilized at will.

At the same time, some strange fragments of memory were also captured by him.

These memory fragments are like fallen leaves, floating disorderly in the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd. They carry a sense of vicissitudes of time, as if they are calls from the distant ancient times.

Yang Ling's heart moved slightly, and he immediately tried to read these memories, but found that they slipped through his fingers like sand, and he could only capture some blurry images and intermittent sounds.

Among these scattered memories, one scene stands out as particularly clear.

The owner of the memory was wearing a scarlet Taoist robe, with long hair draped over his shoulders, and was sitting cross-legged in a Taoist palace filled with a fairy-like aura.

The place is surrounded by wisps of fairy air, and various objects are scattered in the colorful mist, all of which are natural treasures with colorful colors and surrounded by precious brilliance.

Suddenly, a dark green thunder shattered the palace, and a middle-aged man with a gloomy face appeared in the sky. He was dressed in brocade, had a dignified appearance, sharp eyes, and exuded a powerful aura of oppression.

Then the owner of the memory soared into the sky, and the two chatted for a few words before starting to fight.

This battle was extremely brutal and grand. Both of them were great masters. With a wave of their hands, a galaxy would fall down, and with a stomp of their feet, a vast land would collapse.

In just a few moments, the mountains and rivers were shattered, and the earth sank...

They fought from the nine heavens to the nine oceans, turning many tall and majestic sacred mountains into dust along the way, and many vast fairy islands were tragically affected, breaking into pieces and sinking into the depths of the ocean...

However, although the owner of the memory possessed extremely high skills, he was no match for the middle-aged man.

In the repeated battles, the owner of the memory was severely injured, and his robe was stained red with blood. Finally, under a series of dark green thunder bombardments, his entire body was smashed to pieces, leaving only a wisp of his soul escaping and hiding in the red gourd.

The middle-aged man chased after him relentlessly, vowing to kill him.

Finally, the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd carried his soul through the space barrier and escaped to a dark space, where a turbid dark red river could be vaguely seen flowing.

In the void at the end of the river, there seemed to be six even darker and deeper whirlpools suspended there.

The owner of the memory seemed to have made up his mind to enter the six whirlpools, but at the critical moment, a sinister old Taoist in a blood-red robe stopped him...

In the end, he was completely desperate under the joint efforts of the two great powers, and chose to self-destruct his soul, leaving only the Nine-Nine Soul-scattering Gourd falling into the dark red river...

The memory came to an abrupt end here, and Yang Ling's consciousness returned to reality.

He opened his eyes and looked at the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd in front of him, and couldn't help but feel secretly excited.

In that fragment of memory, he clearly saw the owner of the memory throwing a jade bottle into the dark red river before his soul exploded.

It is very likely that the primordial purple energy is hidden there!
Yang Ling took a deep breath, put the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd into his soul, and temporarily sealed this memory to prevent it from being noticed by someone with ulterior motives.

Next, the question before him was how to find the jade bottle?

(End of this chapter)