Cultivation Begins with Cultivating Spiritual Roots

"It's not easy, it turned out to be you!" Fu Tiangui looked pleasantly surprised, and then sighed in relief, "You're doing well, you're really doing well."

"By the way, Uncle Fu, why is there no one in my mansion?" Yang Buyi was a little puzzled, just passing over the mansion, it's just that there was no light on, but when he swept his consciousness, he didn't see anyone.

"Moved away."

"Moved away?" Yang Buyi was taken aback.

"What? You don't know yet?" Fu Tiangui was also taken aback, "It's impossible that Lao Yang didn't send a letter to you about such a big matter."

"Where did you move?" Yang Buyi shook his head, the letter did not say anything.

"Qingshan leader in the south of the city! The year you first became a disciple of the outer sect of the Dongfu Sect, the sect sent people to send a large amount of silver, specially for you to expand the mansion."

"The sect sent money and helped me expand the mansion?" Yang Buyi was taken aback again.

"You have become a disciple of the Immortal Sect, and every word and deed represents Dongfuzong. You can't even live in a shabby mansion, so the sect built a series of palaces for you in Qingshanling, which is comparable to the Peng family in Rizhao Mountain in the west of the city and the north of the city. The Han family in Lingyun Mountain is on an equal footing." Fu Tiangui sighed.

"The sect really has a heart." This is something Yang Buyi didn't think of, it's nothing more than a chicken dog ascending to heaven alone.

"It's useless for the worldly sect to take money, but it is of great use to us mortals. Spending a lot of money can not only make mortals grateful, but also exchange for the favor and sincerity of the disciples behind us." Fu Tiangui laughed.

"Uncle Fu is right." Yang Buyi smiled.

"Okay, go home and have a look. This time, plus the three years of the handyman disciples, but you haven't been home for seven years, your mother must miss you." His mother Han Yu and Fu Tiangui They are second cousins, that's why Yang Buyi is so close to Fu Tiangui.

"Well, then I'll go home and have a look first." Yang Buyi smiled slightly, he was really homesick after seven years of walking.

After bidding farewell to Fu Tiangui, he went up with his sword and flew towards Qingshanling in the south of the city.

Not long after, they came to the sky above Qingshanling.

There is a whole palace below, brightly lit, it is really magnificent, Yang Buyi actually has the illusion that he has come to a secular palace.

With a sweep of consciousness, familiar faces flooded into his mind, and then he locked on a palace.

With a slight smile, he flew down.

Before he got close, he heard a gentle voice coming out.

"Hey, Tiangang! What do you think of the old Huang's girl? She is beautiful, kind-hearted, and sweet-mouthed. If she gives birth to a daughter, she must be stunningly beautiful. Why don't we go to Niannian?"

"Okay!" A middle-aged man's thick voice came out.

The woman muttered, as if she had thought of something again, and said with a low smile, "I think that girl from the old Lu family is not bad, she is cute and sensible, and the most important thing is that her buttocks are still raised. If she can give birth to a son for our family, she is probably cute and hot. It's bustling."

"Row!"

"In addition, I think that girl from the Wu family is also pretty good. She is heroic and has high martial arts skills. If she can give birth to twins for Wei Yi, that would be great."

"Row!"

Forehead? ? ?

Yang Buyi raised his brows slightly, his head was full of black lines when he heard it, what is it all about?

"Okay! Okay! Okay! Are you listening to me?" Suddenly, the woman became angry.

"Oh, what's wrong with you? Am I not listening?"

"Listening? I don't even see you in action!"

"You...you are really moody. I think you will scare me away if you don't get a wife in the future."

"Yang Tiangang, what did you say???"

"Oh, madam, calm down, calm down, it's not a problem for you to talk about it this day. In the past, as long as the elders of both parties agreed, no matter whether the children liked it or not, the engagement was forced, the wedding sedan passed through the door, and the bridal chamber entered. It's over."

"But,

Now that the times have changed, who wants to force their own children? Only when two people are in love can they grow old together. Those of us of the older generation have the cheek to say, pull the strings, do you really want me to go to the ceremony? Propose marriage? "

"We don't know what they think in their hearts. Isn't it difficult for you to force me?"

"Yang Tiangang! What do you mean by that? You wronged me when you married me before, right?"

"Oh, ma'am, where are you going? Meeting you is the greatest blessing in my life, Yang Tiangang. Marrying you is the most correct thing I, Yang Tiangang, have done in my life."

"Hmph... You have a lot of reason! Anyway, I don't care, our Yi'er is not young anymore, it's time to find him a wife. Am I not in a hurry? Yi'er hasn't come back for so many years , I'm afraid that all those good girls will get married, so I want to stabilize first." The woman snorted softly.

"You really think so?"

"Otherwise?" the woman complained.

"You forgot, Yi'er is now a cultivator. Do you understand that a cultivator? Your status has changed. You live in this palace. Can't you feel it? If you like it, Yi'er probably won't." I like it. Besides, from Yi'er's point of view, speaking arrogantly and unceremoniously, those girls are good, but do you really think they are worthy of our Yi'er?"

"This...but!" The woman was stunned, and was speechless for a moment.

"Ahem! Your Yi'er looks so ugly, I'm afraid no one will like it."

"Who said that? My Yi'er..." The woman was annoyed, her eyebrows frowned slightly, she turned her head to look fiercely, her eyes froze for a moment, then her eyebrows eased, her anger disappeared, and she quickly revealed With a sweet smile, she shouted in surprise: "Yi'er, when did you come back?"

She stepped forward a few steps, and immediately grabbed Yang Buyi's arm, her eyes lit up, looking at him in surprise.

When the woman smiled, she looked younger and more beautiful. Her eyebrows were picturesque, her skin was firm and fair, and she could not tell her age at all.

There is a touch of maturity and grace in her demeanor, which makes her look even more charming.

This is Yang Buyi's mother, Han Yu.

Behind her, stood a tough middle-aged man with a rather calm demeanor. When he saw Yang Buyi, there was a softness between his brows.

"Mother! Father!" Yang Buyi shouted with a smile.

"Yi'er, sit down quickly, let mother take a good look, you've lost weight." Han Yu's eyes were full of tenderness, just like when he was a child, holding it in his hand for fear of falling, and holding it in his mouth for fear of melting.

"Yi'er, you must have heard your mother's words just now, what are you thinking?" Han Yu asked softly.

"Mom, I don't have any plans yet."

"You're not too old anymore, you should find another one. Look at that child Yuxuan, the baby can run away." Han Yu smiled lightly.

"Yi Er said that he has no plans for the time being, so don't be so anxious." Yang Tiangang said from the side.

"What do you know, Yi'er can still live for hundreds of years, but we are all half-buried, don't I want to hug my grandchildren as soon as possible?" Han Yu gave Yang Tiangang a hard look.

"This..." Yang Tiangang was startled.

Yang Buyi was also startled, that's right, mortals have lived for more than half of their lives at fifty, he paused, and said in thought: "Mother, don't worry, I will find the elixir to make you live longer."

"Oh, mother doesn't want to live longer, but seeing other people's children getting married and holding babies, mother always feels empty in her heart." Han Yu exhaled softly, and smiled helplessly, "Forget it, force it The melons are not sweet, if Yi'er followed Mother's wishes and wronged herself, that's not what Mother wanted."

"Yi'er, when you come back, I want to hold a banquet for you to ascend to immortality. I know you like to keep a low profile, but this time, according to my father, let's make a high-profile one. When others hold a banquet for a month, we will hold a banquet for three." God, how is it?" Yang Tiangang said.

"Okay!" Yang Buyi looked at him and nodded slightly.

Yang Tiangang immediately looked at Han Yu: "Don't keep pushing, this banquet is also a good opportunity. If Yi Er likes her, she will come naturally. If Yi Er likes it, it will naturally happen."

"Well, let's make this banquet a lively one." Han Yu laughed.

three days later.

The sound of firecrackers in Qingshanling was deafening, and the palace was busy with people coming and going.

The big men and celebrities of Pingyang City all came to congratulate, the guests were full of people, and it was extremely lively.

"The Huang family sent ten thousand taels of gold and eight bolts of high-quality snow silkworm silk!"

"The Wu family sent a book of Xiantian realm boxing techniques and a piece of deep sea black iron."

"The Rong family sent a golden pagoda and a pair of Bairong jade bracelets."

 …

At the entrance of the main hall, an old butler watched the usually prominent masters come with great gifts, his face was full of glory, and his chanting voice became louder and louder.

Compared with the hustle and bustle of Qingshan, the atmosphere of Rizhao Mountain and Lingyun Mountain is a bit weird.

Peng's hall.

A middle-aged man with burning eyes, brows hiding his spirit, and a bit of a dusty temperament sat on the head with a big knife and a golden horse, holding an invitation card in his hand, and meditating.

Below it, sat a handsome and extraordinary young man. At this time, his eyes flickered, and his eyes narrowed.

"Father, then Yang Buyi will hold an Immortal Ascension Banquet in Qingshanling, and the banquet will last for three days. Shall we go over and suppress him?"

"Press him? Why press him?"

"His Yang family used to be a servant of my Peng family. Now that he has such a high profile, he is clearly trying to overshadow our Peng family. Shouldn't he be suppressed? Can he recognize who is the master?"

"When did the Yang family become the servants of my Peng family? Doing things for you is reciprocal, do you understand? Besides, who can't be happy after joining the sect? Isn't it normal to have a three-day banquet?" , some have held banquets for a year, but for your brother Peng Ye who came to the Immortal Gate, we have held banquets for three months, this is normal!"

"But......"

"But you idiot, if you use your brain a little bit, what benefits do you think you can bring to you by suppressing him? Just because you are envious of others because they worshiped in the fairy gate? Just to show off for a while? Satisfy your twisted vanity Heart? There are so many people in the world who are more powerful than you and have a higher status than you, Master Establishment and Yuanying Patriarch, don’t you want to hate them all? Can’t you learn from your brother Peng Ye?”

"Although he, Yang Buyi, was a mortal before, but now he has joined the Immortal Sect and was accepted as a disciple by Master Zhu Ji, is this a person who is Yi Yu?"

"He has been in the fairy land of Wuxing Peak for several years, and his temperament and temperament must have undergone an earth-shaking transformation. Just because he dares to kill ghosts, but you dare not go, you have already been judged."

The middle-aged man looked like he hated iron for being weak, glared at the blushing young man, and shouted, "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you prepare a gift?"

"Father, are we going to congratulate him too?" The young man raised his head in astonishment.

"You don't have to go, go to the quiet room and copy the ancestral precepts 10,000 times!" The middle-aged man's face darkened, and he walked away, leaving behind a young man with a blank face.

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