Chapter 65 The saint comes to recruit disciples!
After leaving the clinic, Yang Ling first added the attribute points, then found an empty alley and opened the two blind boxes.

Two blind boxes opened two golden pills, one was a sleeping pill and the other was also a sleeping pill.

Yang Ling was speechless. Was she worried that he couldn't sleep?

Never mind, just think of it as a cushion before the grand prize is awarded.

He put the pill away and went straight to the largest brothel in the city.

The brothels in the afternoon were much more elegant, with fewer charming dancers and more graceful and elegant zither players.

The notes jump and the piano sounds melodious.

Yang Ling was welcomed into the store, only to see Master Xuandu already sitting in a private seat, holding a cup of tea, looking calm and composed.

Seeing him come in, Master Xuandu nodded slightly and motioned for him to sit down opposite him.

"You look very healthy, and your body is filled with masculine energy, like a furnace. It seems that you have gained a lot from this trip to Wuyi Mountain."

Master Xuandu said with a smile.

"The Archmage has a sharp gaze."

Yang Ling did not hide anything and responded frankly: "I was lucky on this trip to Wuyi Mountain. I absorbed a little bit of the Sun's True Fire in the Xianglengquan Secret Realm, so my strength has improved a little bit."

Upon hearing this, Master Xuandu's eyes flashed with surprise, "The Sun's True Fire is extremely strong and yang, burning everything. Apart from the three-legged golden crow clan born from the Sun Star, there are only a few who can control the Sun's True Fire!

I never thought that you could absorb the sun's true fire for your own use. This is truly eye-opening."

"It's just luck."

Yang Ling said modestly.

Master Xuandu shook his head and said seriously: "Daoyou should know that luck is also a manifestation of strength."

"The Archmage is right!"

Yang Ling nodded, feeling that what Master Xuandu said touched his heart.

This time when facing the leech demon god, if he had not triggered the "all" secret in time, he might not have been able to defeat the opponent.

If you are unlucky, you may not be able to trigger it until you die.

The two chatted for a while on this topic.

Yang Ling suddenly changed the subject and asked directly, "Master, you have great magical powers. Can you help me deduce the whereabouts of a demon fairy?"

Master Xuandu frowned slightly and asked curiously, "Who do you want to find first?"

"Yuan Hong, there is a white ape in Meishan who has attained enlightenment. Some time ago, he found out my wife's identity from somewhere, ran to the Heaven Palace, made a scene, and then fled back to the underworld!"

Yang Ling said bluntly: "I suspect there is someone behind him who is plotting against him, so I want to find him and get things clear."

Master Xuandu frowned even deeper.

"Let me think about this for a moment."

Yang Ling nodded. "I am ashamed to say that I have been bothering the Great Master for help these days. However, this matter involves my wife and children. If I don't get it cleared up, I will not be able to rest easy."

Master Xuandu nodded slightly, expressing his understanding of his feelings.

"But the situation is chaotic right now. If I want to deduce the whereabouts of the demon fairy, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to do it alone."

Hearing this, Yang Ling could not hide his disappointment.

Seeing this, Master Xuandu hesitated slightly, as if he had made up his mind. A Tai Chi scroll appeared behind him, and with just a slight turn, he was back in the Bajing Palace in an instant.

Saint Taiqing had his eyes slightly closed, as if he was asleep.

Master Xuandu was already used to this. He bowed to Saint Taiqing first, and then said seriously, "Teacher, what do you think of what I said last time?"

Saint Taiqing did not make any move.

If Master Xuandu had not known about his great magical powers, he would probably have thought that the saint before him had really fallen into a deep sleep.

Master Xuandu sat cross-legged on the cushion in front of the Saint Taiqing, "Teacher, didn't you say that you wanted to let me handle the matter of conferring the gods?

Now the Chan Sect has begun to make plans, but I really don't want to get involved in these petty things... No, I am alone and can't do anything, and I urgently need a fellow disciple to help me. "His words echoed in the Bajing Palace, but the Taiqing Saint remained indifferent, like a sitting statue.

Master Xuandu was not discouraged and continued, "I have traveled abroad for many years and have seen countless outstanding people, but there is only one person like Yang Ling who is so talented, has excellent understanding, has a deep blessing, and has excellent character and methods!
If you can accept him as your disciple, I believe he will be able to take up the responsibility of teaching the humanities and make great contributions to our teaching.

Then you will be relieved of worries and I will be relieved of efforts... ahem, no, our human education will surely flourish!"

However, even after saying this, Saint Taiqing still did not respond.

Xuan Du sighed softly.

As the only direct disciple of Saint Taiqing, he knew his teacher's character very well.

I didn't say anything now because I didn't want to reject him directly and embarrass him.

But Xuan Du didn't intend to give up.

This teacher was devoted to Taoism and didn't care about anything else. He even seemed to have never cared about the fact that the Chan and Jie sects had controlled the destiny of humanity for so many years.

But if the teacher doesn’t care, then the disciple can’t help but care too!

Especially among the three religions, the human religion is nominally the most respected, but now among the human race, only the names of Chan and Jie are known, and the human religion's orthodoxy is almost gone!
At times like this, we need a capable and resourceful disciple to step forward and help the religion flourish!

This is also the responsibility that a disciple of the Human Religion should shoulder.

But Master Xuandu felt that he was not someone who could share his master's worries, so he had been thinking about finding another junior fellow apprentice for himself over the years.

It was not until he met Yang Ling that this idea slowly turned into action.

Seeing that Saint Taiqing still refused to give in, he had no choice but to make the next best option and said seriously, "Teacher, why don't you accept Yang Ling as a registered disciple first? This way, he will not affect your cultivation, and he can also provide more help to the disciple."

He paused, then added softly, "If you don't say anything, I'll take it as your agreement."

After saying this, Master Xuandu looked up at Saint Taiqing.

He knew that if his teacher really disagreed, he would definitely stop it.

After a moment's silence, Saint Taiqing finally took action.

The leader of the Human Sect sighed and said slowly: "Xuandu, I understand your intention. You have been traveling outside for many years, and this Bajing Palace is indeed a bit deserted. The inheritance of the Human Sect's tradition in the human world also needs to be continued, so I will do as you say."

When Master Xuandu heard this, he was immediately delighted and said with a smile, "Then I would like to thank you on behalf of my junior brother."

Saint Taiqing nodded slightly, then closed his eyes and returned to his original state of deep sleep.

At the same time, Yang Ling, who was listening to the music, suddenly felt his heart tremble, as if an invisible wave penetrated the boundaries of space and directly reflected into the depths of his soul.

It was an incomparably grand will, as if it came from the lofty fairyland, transcending the earthly world.

This will was gentle and broad, and without any words, it expressed its clear intention - asking him whether he was willing to become its disciple.

Yang Ling's heart moved, and a mysterious sense told him that the owner of this grand will was none other than Saint Taiqing, the supreme being who resided high in the Great Scarlet Sky.

At such a critical moment, Yang Ling did not hesitate at all.

This is a saint who has taken the initiative to come and accept you as his disciple, even if it is just a registered disciple now!
Any hesitation at this moment would be disrespectful to the saint!
So, Yang Ling bowed deeply in his heart, and responded excitedly and firmly: Yang Ling, I would like to take the Saint Taiqing as my teacher, and I wish the teacher a long life!

At this moment, his mind was closely connected with that grand will, and these words could be truly conveyed to Saint Taiqing without having to be spoken out loud.

The next moment, a golden light exploded directly in Yang Ling's mind.

This golden light was not an ordinary thing, but contained an extremely mysterious method. It splashed lightly in the depths of Yang Ling's soul and turned into complex runes and profound mantras.

Yang Ling only felt that his consciousness seemed to be impacted by a huge flow of information. Countless runes and mantras kept spinning and evolving in his mind. What they displayed was the Taoism taught by the Taiqing Saint.

Some of these Taoist methods are profound and mysterious, while others are simple and direct, but each one contains profound principles. Even if Yang Ling has amazing comprehension, he still needs to spend a lot of time to understand and practice.

"Thank you very much, Master, for teaching me the Dharma. I will practice diligently in the future and live up to your kindness."

After he finished speaking, that great will receded like the tide, and Yang Ling slowly opened his eyes, just in time to see Master Xuandu standing in front of him with a smile.

"Congratulations, Junior Brother."

(End of this chapter)