If you don't give up, I'd like to be your adoptive father.

Chapter 393: Natural outcome, Pure Yang Immortal Bone

The Queen Mother celebrates her birthday every year and holds a Peach Banquet on her birthday.

However, the Queen Mother celebrates her birthday in Heaven. One day in heaven is one year on earth.

One year in heaven is three hundred and sixty-five years on earth.

Generally speaking, every 365 years on earth, the Heavenly Palace holds a Peach Banquet.

The Peach Festival is not only a Christmas party for the Queen Mother, but also a grand gathering of all the gods in heaven.

At this time of year in the Heavenly Palace, Taishang Laojun would invite the immortals from the three realms to preach together on the Zhuling Dantai.

All the immortal children, immortal generals, immortal officials, and immortal clerks in heaven can come and listen.

Before the official sermon, Lady of the West and Emperor Donghua will assist Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun to register and archive the new Taoist methods of "this year".

Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun are like professors in a university.

The people who actually grade the homework for college students are actually the teaching assistants.

Lady of the West and Emperor Donghua are equivalent to teaching assistants.

At this time, in the Thirty-third Heaven, in the Xiuwen Courtyard of the Supreme Eight Scenery Palace.

"The Taoist Master of Taiyi from the Southern Continent of Jambudvīpa, presented two volumes of 'The Collection of the Dharmas of Taiyi Dao'."

Followed by a long roll of the name from the clerk at the door.

Taoist Taiyi Luo walked out, thanked the clerk with a smile, and then walked into the courtyard with two jade books in his hands, with a graceful manner and calm steps.

There are rows of bookshelves in the courtyard that are two meters high and four or five meters long.

The bookshelf is carved from white jade, on which are placed bamboo slips, jade volumes, gold seals, silk books, etc., all of which radiate brilliant light, and the light is connected into one, almost condensed into substantial Tao rhyme and rules.

While walking, you can vaguely hear the sound of the avenue.

If an immortal's mind is not strong enough, he will get lost in it and be unable to extricate himself.

Master Luo is a true immortal, but even at this moment he still couldn't help but be fascinated.

"Emperor, this is this year's "Summary of the Laws of the Taiyi Dao", two volumes with a total of 1,647 laws."

Emperor Donghua was sitting behind the desk, flipping through a bamboo book.

Master Luo held the jade book in his hands, bowed his back, and presented it with both hands.

The Emperor smiled at him gently, took the jade book, and said, "The Taiyi sect is truly full of talented people. For decades in a row, the number of new methods has exceeded one thousand. There is no one better in the Three Realms."

Upon hearing this, Luo Zhenren showed his unconcealed joy and pride on his face, but he said modestly, "Thanks to the good teachings of our ancestors and the great immortals, our disciples are able to make up for their shortcomings with hard work. Although there are many disciples in number, their quality is not as good as that of our fellow immortals."

Emperor Donghua said, "It will take some time to check the immortal techniques. Please go to the various places in the Heavenly Palace for two days. I will rank the techniques of your sect, and then invite you to come over for a chat."

This was the established practice in the Heavenly Palace, and Master Luo had experienced it many times. He once again respectfully bowed to the Emperor and left on his own.

Before he even walked out of the gate, he saw the clerk who had called out his name earlier, walking towards him in a hurry.

"Master Xueshan, why are you so anxious?" Master Luo asked puzzledly.

The clerk should have continued to call out the names, but now that he has come in, who is calling out the names at the door?
What should the real people from various factions who are waiting outside do?

The clerk kept walking and just said in a low voice, "You will understand if you go out and take a look."

Master Luo was curious and couldn't help but quicken his pace.

As soon as I arrived at the gate, I saw several real people from the lower world, who were surrounding a barefoot fat man and bowing and greeting him with reverence on their faces.

"Ah, the barefoot immortal~~"

Master Luo was startled, and quickly joined in, with a respectful smile on his face, bowing and saluting repeatedly.

The immortal was tall, with an open chest and abdomen, and a slightly bald head. He looked a bit like a fat monk, and the clothes he wore looked more like monk's robes than Taoist robes.

But he is actually a serious Taoist master just like Emperor Donghua.

He is not even a Taoist practitioner, but a pure Taoist.

He can be considered the "ancestor" of this group of real people in the lower world.

This "old master" is not just a fake master who made connections.

They themselves, or the founders of their sects, can really be ranked with the immortals.

"Great Immortal, the Emperor invites you in."

The barefoot immortal was very amiable, without any airs of an elder. His words and actions made all the immortals feel warm and convinced. Immortal Luo didn't even notice the passage of time, and Immortal Snow Mountain had already returned.

"My fellow immortals, I have something urgent to do and need to cut in line. I am sorry for wasting your time." The immortal bowed and apologized.

The immortals all said "We dare not" and "Please come in, Great Immortal".

Without the need for a clerk to lead the way, the barefoot immortal entered the Xiuwen Academy with familiarity and came to the desk of Emperor Donghua.

The Emperor had already stood up and was waiting. When he saw his old friend coming over, he immediately smiled and pulled him to a seat next to him.

"Donghua, do you still remember Wang Heng from the Liusha Region of Xiniu Hezhou?" The immortal came straight to the point and stated his purpose. "Just now, I felt something in my heart and calculated with my fingers. I found that his fate has changed dramatically."

Emperor Donghua smiled calmly, "His son has been replaced, so it is normal for his fate to change."

The barefoot immortal was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, "That's right, you are different from me.

After parting with him that day, the Taoist never paid any attention to him again.

But you had planned to arrange for the Fire Dragon Boy to be his son a long time ago, and you must have been keeping an eye on him in recent years."

In fact, when the two of them met Mr. Wang, True Man Huolong had not yet committed any crime and was still living freely and at ease, without the need to descend to the mortal world to experience hardships.

But Emperor Donghua calculated that his disciple was doomed, and as he liked Xiao Wang's character, he decided to choose him to be a kind father to his disciple.

"But how did Wang Heng and the Wang family become like this? Such a good and virtuous family is now facing the sign of death and annihilation." The barefoot immortal asked again in confusion.

The Wang family was a family that accumulated virtues, and with the blessings of two great immortals, it was natural for them to become wealthy and powerful.

But the Wang family is now in a state of bad luck, and is on the verge of being torn apart.

The barefoot immortal, who hadn't paid attention to the Wang family for a long time, was shocked.

According to the immortal's original prediction, Mr. Wang should have a safe and peaceful life, be happy and safe, and die of old age.

Now Mr. Wang is about to have a head-on battle with the group of evil spirits. If Xiaoyu's hiding in the dark had not been exposed, some strange man who really coveted the fairy treasure would have gone to find him.

"Alas, with so many twists and turns, even I can't figure out the cause and effect."

Emperor Donghua sighed and recounted in detail how True Man Huolong was unwilling to be a barbarian and how True Man Taiyi Dao Yumen happened to come to ask for help from his father and mother.

"If it was just the identity of a foreigner, I would not allow Huo Long to be stubborn. But Wang Heng's third son inexplicably became a mother and son with Yu Fengxian."

After a pause, the Emperor changed his words and said, "I felt it was incomprehensible at the time, but now I can understand it.

Yu Fengxian should be Wang Sanlang's godmother. Even if Huolong were to reincarnate, the result would probably be the same. You also know who Yu Fengxian is.

Fire Dragon has a bad temper and is impatient. If he gets involved with Yu Fengxian, how many reincarnations will he have to go through before he can achieve his goal?"

The Barefoot Immortal murmured, "If Huolong really becomes Yu Fengxian's godson, he may not have a chance to reincarnate."

"So after much consideration, I decided to give Shan Dad and Shan Mom to Taoist Qingsong of Taiyi Dao. He is truly hated by heaven and earth, and he is a perfect match for Yu Fengxian." said Emperor Donghua.

"It just caused Wang Heng a lot of trouble." The barefoot immortal showed a look of pity.

Emperor Donghua looked a little embarrassed, "I thought Qingsong's ominous intentions only harmed himself, but Wang Heng will definitely be fine, I'm still keeping an eye on him!"

The barefoot immortal asked in confusion, "Since you are watching him, why is his fate so unclear? Sometimes he is about to suffer a disaster, and sometimes he turns misfortune into fortune?"

Emperor Donghua said: “With Yu Fengxian here, I don’t intend to directly interfere in the affairs of the Wang family.

Yu Fengxian is suspected to be a person of destiny, and her fate is hard to predict.

The fate of the Wang family is tied to Yu Fengxian, so it is unclear and difficult to predict. "

The barefoot immortal said: "The reason why I was inspired is because the Wang family's lotus realm is gone.

The pure yang spiritual energy that you left for the Wang family seems to have fallen into Yu Fengxian's hands.

Since you have been trying to avoid any connection with Yu Fengxian, why don't you take back your immortal energy?"

Emperor Donghua told the whole story of what had happened to the Wang family during this period, as well as what Yu Fengxian had done.

"Yu Fengxian doesn't give you any chance to take back your immortal energy!" said the barefoot immortal with emotion.

Emperor Donghua nodded slightly and said, "If she makes a mistake, I will have an excuse to take back the immortal energy.

But she did not lose her conscience just because she was greedy for the fairy spirit.

Most of what she did for the Wang family was not for the sake of gaining immortal energy.

She did nothing wrong, she was a hero.

Wang Heng gave her the immortal energy before the Wang family met with disaster.

He valued Yu Fengxian's character, and thought that handing over the immortality to the "righteous man" rather than leaving it to his son would be more worthy of our blessing.

He didn't use his spiritual energy to exchange for Yu Fengxian to help his family overcome the disaster.

He was not wrong, and his act of giving away the fairy energy was also a selfless act.

They are both right. If I forcibly take back the spiritual energy, I would be losing my moral integrity and making a big mistake.

For a breath of pure yang energy, why should I do that? "

The barefoot immortal agreed, "Even if that person is upset, we cannot lose our moral integrity and righteousness."

Xiaoyu was very worried that she would not be able to control the pure yang energy in the lotus seeds.

She was afraid that as soon as she bit it into pieces, the pure yang energy would disappear.

She was afraid that she would not be able to absorb the pure yang energy.

She was afraid that the process of absorbing the pure yang energy would be too difficult and would result in significant waste.

She was afraid that the pure Yang energy was too powerful and could not be tamed by a mortal like her.

She had too many concerns about the pure yang energy in the lotus seeds.

So when Mr. Wang asked her to swallow the lotus seeds immediately, she used a little trick to appease Mr. Wang, but did not actually chew them on the spot.

Later, during the days of hiding in the mountain stream, Xiaoyu not only comprehended the sword intent, but also multitasked, using his pure Yang inner force to sense the pure Yang spiritual energy in the lotus seeds.

The process of sensing the pure yang immortal energy was relatively smooth.

But when it came to chewing the lotus seeds and absorbing the pure yang energy, Xiaoyu was still nervous, with thousands of worries in his heart.

"Crack~~~" The lotus seeds broke between her teeth. Before she could chew them, the lotus seed fragments immediately turned into a hot but extremely comfortable warm current, flowing down her throat, into her stomach, and straight to her dantian.

The whole process went incredibly smoothly.

"What's going on? Why is the pure yang fairy energy so gentle?" Xiao Yu was a little confused.

The contrast between reality and expectation is too great.

When she controlled the pure Yang immortal energy and made it coordinate with hundreds of sword intents and transform into hundreds of sword energies, she did it in one go and completed it in one go.

When you have a thought in your mind, sword energy will appear immediately.

At this moment, Xiaoyu had a feeling: if he used the true pure yang sword energy in his body to chop the demon cicada, the demon cicada might be cut in half with one sword.

She did not intend to use the sword energy transformed from pure yang spiritual energy to attack the enemy.

She will guide the True Pure Yang Sword Qi, which is infused with hundreds of sword intents, into the bones to impact the "Sword Bone Spirit Vein" that was once unobstructed but is now closed and disappeared.

Starting from the coccyx, the bones in Xiaoyu's body lit up one by one.

The bones are like sword blades, and their interior is filled with golden pure yang sword energy.

The sword energy transformed from pure yang immortal energy is the 'body', and hundreds of sword intentions are the 'soul'. The immortal energy and sword intentions, body and soul, life and death intersect, and the spiritual fetus is born.

The spiritual fetus within the bone is the spirit of the sword bone.

Inspiration arises and the sword bone returns.

“Clang clang clang clang clang~~~”

All the bones lit up by the golden sword energy made the sound of swords being unsheathed.
Above the pool on the mountainside, the vital energy of heaven and earth gathered from all directions and condensed into a giant sword ten feet long.

"Clang~~~" All living beings within a radius of ten miles, whether ghosts, gods or humans, can hear the sound of the sword.

"Clang, clang, clang~~~"

Within a ten-mile radius, all swordsmen holding swords saw their sharp swords trembling in their scabbards.

"Done? It's that simple. The sword bone is recast?"

Xiaoyu looked down at his own hands, feeling the almost endless power in them, and felt only confusion and bewilderment in his heart.

So easy, so smooth.

"There must be something wrong with the pure Yang energy in the lotus seeds! It's too honest. There isn't a trace of the immortal's spiritual will in it. It completely obeys me and accepts my will 100%. It's easier to use than my own 'pure Yang internal force'. Could it be that the immortal is helping me?"

Xiaoyu's confusion was replaced by ecstasy and gratitude.

“The Immortals have helped me so much, I will definitely go to Hermit Wang to ask for the portraits of the two Immortals.

I will worship them every day until I create the main god of swordsmanship in their image." Xiao Yu made a decision in his heart.

At the same time, Emperor Donghua and the barefoot immortal in the thirty-three heavens felt a pang in their hearts and inexplicably had a bad premonition.

(End of this chapter)