Chapter 34 Xuandu: I have little education, so don’t lie to me!
As time goes by, the gradually yellowing leaves announce that the hot summer is coming to an end.

The air became a little dry, the autumn wind blew with a chill, and the sky became higher and bluer.

But Yunhua hasn’t come back yet.

However, Yang Ling would take time out every night to let his soul travel and enter the puppet that was refined into a clone, in order to make sure his wife was safe.

Traveling with Yuanshen is the most convenient and quickest.

You will not be affected by the manipulation of yin and yang from above, nor will you be affected by the disasters of war, fire or flood from below.

It can reach up to the nine heavens in the sky and reach the nine oceans in the sea. It can travel thousands of miles in an instant. When it gathers, it takes shape; when it disperses, it becomes gas. Its changes are unpredictable.

However, although the soul is free and easy when traveling, this action is actually very dangerous.

Because before achieving the Golden Immortal Fruit, the soul is a very fragile existence, and it may be wiped out by the Nine Heavens Strong Wind.

In addition, if you meet some evil practitioners on the road, you may be caught and forced to make elixirs and treasures.

After all, the primordial spirit is the result of the practitioner's extremely sublimated essence, spirit and consciousness, and is in no way inferior to natural treasures. It can play a very powerful role whether in refining elixirs or refining treasures.

Once a practitioner's primordial spirit is destroyed, at best his cultivation will decline greatly and his realm will fall; at worst, his consciousness will be lost and he will become just a living shell.

Therefore, Yang Ling would only travel with his soul in the dead of night, and his goal was clear. He would follow his puppet clone to find Yun Hua, and return immediately after confirming that Yun Hua was safe.

Don't stay too long, and don't wander around.

Early that morning, after having breakfast at home, Yang Ling took a lunch box and went out alone to discuss Taoism with Master Xuandu.

Master Xuandu does not stay in a fixed location every day, but as long as you silently say "Master" in your heart, you will immediately sense his location.

Yang Ling found Xuan Du by a small river in the west of the city without much effort. At this moment, this human sect's only disciple was sitting cross-legged under a willow tree, staring at the pedestrians on the other side of the river, pinching his fingers quickly, as if he was deducing something.

Sensing Yang Ling coming, Master Xuandu turned around to take a look at the food box in his hand and said with a smile, "Daoyou, is this for me?"

Yang Ling nodded, placed the food box in front of Xuan Du and opened it, revealing a bowl of colorful Yangzhou fried rice.

"I see that you, Master, really like to observe the various aspects of human life, so I carefully prepared this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice so that you can taste the flavor of this world."

"The smell of fireworks?"

Master Xuandu seemed to be thinking deeply. "I haven't tasted human food for dozens of Yuanhui... Why did you suddenly think of bringing me food? Is there some mystery behind it?"

"That's not the case." Yang Ling shook his head and said with a smile: "I just see that although you like to observe the various aspects of the world, you are very alienated from us mortals.

Even if you are in a crowded crowd, you still feel alienated and out of tune with the people around you. "

Hearing this, Master Xuandu frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Daoyou is right.

Although I am in the world, I have never truly understood the taste of the world; although I like to observe the fate of others, I have never truly tasted the taste of fate.

Over the years, my understanding of the Way of Heaven has long stagnated, perhaps because I have never truly delved into the mortal world..."

At this point, he reached out and picked up the bowl of Yangzhou fried rice in the food box, and said with a smile: "Thanks to fellow Taoist for waking me up.

After eating this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice made by fellow Taoist, I will temporarily abandon this Daluo Dao Fruit and go back to the mortal world as a mortal. "

"what?"

Yang Ling's eyes suddenly widened.

What he just said was just what he felt. This bowl of Yangzhou fried rice was also what he had left over from breakfast. He just gave it to the master on a whim.

As a person who loves food, he also likes to share the food he makes with others...well, mainly he likes to hear others praise his cooking skills.

But he didn't expect that his casual words would lead Master Xuandu to make such a radical decision.

Can the Daluo Dao Fruit be thrown away just like that?

What a waste!

Besides, if you leave, what if Jade Ding Zhenren comes again?
That guy has the support of the Chan sect behind him, so it’s not a good idea to just kill him, right?

Thinking of this, Yang Ling's mind turned quickly, looking at Xuan Du and asked: "Where do you want to go, Master?"

Xuan Du just scooped up a spoonful of fried rice with a spoon, and smiled when he heard it: "Chaoge, Xiqi, Nandu, Beihai...anywhere is fine."

Yang Ling felt relieved when he heard this, and he also laughed: "Since anywhere is fine, why do we have to leave?"

"..."

Xuan Du was stunned for a moment.

Yang Ling struck while the iron was hot and said solemnly, "I heard that there is an old saying in Hezhou, Xiniu, which goes, 'If there is a pure land in your heart, everywhere is a pure land.'

I think this sentence is also suitable for the archmage.

If you have the worldly world in your heart, then the worldly world is everywhere. Why bother looking for it elsewhere? Don’t you think this is the truth? " "..."

Master Xuandu seemed to be thinking about something, always feeling that something was wrong, but it seemed that there was nothing wrong.

"What you said does make sense, but..."

"Stop it."

Yang Ling waved his hand, looked at Master Xuandu and urged: "Finish this bowl of Yangzhou fried rice first, and then I will take you to a good place."

"Oh?"

Master Xuandu's eyes lit up slightly, and he seemed to be interested.

He was in no hurry to ask. He just sat cross-legged on the ground, holding the jade bowl in one hand and the spoon in the other, eating the fried rice in the bowl slowly and leisurely.

"How does it taste?" Yang Ling asked curiously.

Xuan Du put down the spoon and said seriously: "Although it is not as delicious as dragon liver and phoenix marrow, but with nearly twenty kinds of ingredients gathered together, it has a unique taste."

"Wow, I didn't realize you're such an expert!"

Yang Ling was somewhat surprised and curious about what the legendary dragon liver and phoenix marrow tasted like. It was not even as good as his own secret Yangzhou fried rice.

At this time, Xuandu put the bowl and chopsticks back into the food box, looked at Yang Ling and said: "Where do you want to take me, fellow Daoist?"

"Just follow me."

Yang Ling stood up and turned to walk towards the east of the city.

After taking only two steps, I felt something bump on the bottom of my foot. When I looked down, I saw a bunch of copper coins.

He stepped on it skillfully, without any expression on his face. He pretended to look at the scenery around him, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he quickly bent down, picked up the copper coins and put them into his sleeve pocket.

Perhaps it was because of the sudden increase in his [Luck] attribute, he often picked up money when walking on the street these days, so he had become quite proficient in the process of picking up money.

Master Xuandu saw his actions from behind and couldn't help but ask curiously: "You are already very rich, why are you still happy about picking up such a small amount of money?"

"This has nothing to do with how much money I have. The key is that I picked up the money!" Yang Ling said as a matter of course.

Xuandu savored the meaning of his words and couldn't help shaking his head, "It seems that Daoist friend is right. I don't know anything about this mundane world."

"Then you will be right to follow me. I will take you to experience it for yourself." Yang Ling promised with a smile.

Xuandu nodded, "Then I'll trouble you, fellow Taoist."

The two walked one after the other through the busy street and soon arrived at a large brothel.

From a distance, you can hear the sounds of piano, singing and laughter coming from inside, which makes your heart sway.

This brothel is a comprehensive entertainment venue that combines a teahouse, a tavern, a theater, and a brothel. The girls inside have all been strictly screened and trained.

It’s a pity that it’s daytime now, so I can only drink tea and listen to music.

If you come at night, you can see girls in gauze dresses shaking their buttocks on the stage.

Master Xuandu looked at Yang Ling speechlessly.

This is the good place you mentioned?
Yang Ling understood his look and said seriously: "Gou Lan Yuan is not just a place of entertainment, it is also a platform for communication.

Here you can make friends with heroes and heroes, exchange information, and listen to stories from all over the world... This is the perfect place for you to experience the world!"

Xuandu had an expression that said, "I haven't had much education, so don't lie to me."

If he had always trusted Yang Ling, he would have turned around and left long ago.

"But the atmosphere here is indeed very heavy..."

Xuan Du followed Yang Ling and sat down in the private room. He looked at the guests coming and going and the girls in the brothels, and said thoughtfully, "Although most of the people here have bad luck, there are many variables in their fate.

The rich kid across from him will lose everything overnight, the noble family next to him will be ruined within ten years, while the poor singer on the stage will enjoy wealth and glory for the rest of her life...

In the past, most of the people we saw on the streets followed a routine basis. It was hard to meet someone with such ups and downs in their fate, but there were many of them gathered here.

Fellow Taoist, you are right.

For me, this is indeed a good place to comprehend the Way of Heavenly Evolution.”

Yang Ling: “…”

This time it was his turn to be speechless.

He just wanted to take Master Xuandu to experience the beauty of the world, so how did it become a holy place for enlightenment?

(End of this chapter)