Chapter 256 Gourd Vine Turns into Jade
Now this is his little apprentice, the Golden Crow of the Supreme Purity Heaven! He went through so much trouble to finally get his hands on her, so he has to protect her well. When she grows up, she'll definitely make his second brother's bunch of crooks look utterly pathetic, a real source of pride for him!
No sooner had Tongtian left than Chang Hao arrived at the shores of the East China Sea.
"Where is he?" Kunpeng couldn't sense the Golden Crow anymore, and he felt a little embarrassed. The message clearly said that he had been in the East Sea the whole time.
"Perhaps they've moved their base and gone off to play somewhere else." Although Chang Hao could see them in the East Sea using the Haotian Realm, he knew that Tongtian would never stay in one place for long.
"Greetings, Your Excellency..." A white dragon leaped out from the seabed, transforming into a young man in white robes. His peach blossom eyes, though seemingly ruthless, were captivating, yet his cold arrogance suppressed this tender charm.
"Ao Guang," Chang Hao knew something must have happened, "What happened?"
"Your Majesty, the Sage has taken the Ninth Prince to Kunlun..." Ao Guang reported to Chang Hao in detail what had just happened on the shores of the East Sea. "Your subordinate is incompetent and could not stop the Sage from taking His Highness as a disciple."
Ao Guang was furious. The East Sea was their Dragon Clan's territory, yet it was also in the East Sea that they watched helplessly as their Venerable One was reduced to a junior by the Tongtian Saint, whom they disliked. It was infuriating.
"This is not your fault. How can you arbitrarily obstruct the actions of a sage?" Chang Hao knew that Tongtian was still up to no good. He thought that Tongtian would continue to wear him down until he gave in. He did not expect that Tongtian would disregard everything for the sake of Mao Rongrong and directly save the country through a roundabout way.
Kunpeng's expression changed slightly. He knew that the nine little princes were their emperor's own brothers. Tongtian had taken the emperor's brothers as his disciples, directly becoming their emperor's elders. How could he be so capable?
Who wouldn't be envious of Little Golden Crow's talent? As far as he knew, even Goddess Nuwa was very envious. Why didn't anyone offer to take him as a disciple? Wasn't it because of His Majesty's face? Now look what happened, Shangqing has taken them all.
"Your Majesty, shall we still go to fetch the princes?" Kunpeng asked in a low voice. The master had already been apprenticed to, the matter was settled, and there was no way to change it.
"Forget it, let's not go for now. Since they've already become disciples, let them get familiar with the sect first." Chang Hao thought to himself, knowing that Tongtian taking Little Golden Crow to Kunlun was definitely to show off. If he went, and Tongtian got beaten up later, should he stop him or not?
Forget it, let Tongtian learn a lesson so he won't try anything behind their backs again.
Furthermore, since Yuanshi is about to sever his own corpse, it's best not to disturb his mind at this crucial juncture.
"Let's go back to Lishan." Since his brothers are eager to improve themselves, he should naturally give them his full support.
Returning to the same place, the scenery was the same, but the feeling was different. Chang Hao sighed.
"Mountain Lord..."
"The mountain lord has returned to the mountain..."
From the moment Chang Hao stepped through the mountain gate, the entire Lishan Mountain came alive, no longer as silent as before.
"May the Mountain Lord be well..."
Chang Hao nodded and waved away the servants and maids who came up to greet him. Although Chang Hao did not take on any disciples, these people were truly supported by Lishan and regarded Chang Hao as their leader. Although no one in Lishan said it, there were always many speculations about why Chang Hao had not returned to Lishan for so long.
When Kunpeng was brought into Lishan openly by Chang Hao for the first time, he felt a surge of excitement. Did this mean that His Majesty regarded him as a confidant? This was a good thing.
From the moment one enters the mountain gate, different Daoist disciples lead the way. The cultivators coming and going all appear to have solid foundations. Kunpeng has already seen many Taiyi Golden Immortals, and even more Daluo, and it is estimated that they all have the potential to reach the Quasi-Saint realm in the future.
Kunpeng felt threatened; if he didn't work hard, he would be replaced.
The well-organized Lishan Mountain, with its cultivators each fulfilling their duties and a deeply rooted foundation, made Kunpeng feel ashamed. He thought of his own Beiming Mountain, where even the junior Taoists numbered only two.
Look, this is a proper training ground; his Beiming can only be called a den.
Chang Hao headed towards the Scripture Pavilion. He remembered that he had previously written a method for achieving sainthood as the Golden Crow, which was later placed in the Scripture Pavilion. After that, he had always practiced the method that Hongjun had modified for him.
Now that the older brothers are planning to end their carefree and wonderful childhood and officially begin their spiritual practice, it's time to train their bodies. The one he initially wrote is most suitable for them.
"Your Majesty, Kunpeng would like to take a stroll around Mount Li." Upon seeing the words "Scripture Pavilion," Kunpeng didn't want to go any further. Who knew what was inside? What if he saw something he shouldn't and went berserk?
“Very well,” Chang Hao waved to a young Taoist, “Qingfeng, take Kunpeng Demon Master around and treat him well.”
"Yes, Mountain Lord." Qingfeng said solemnly, leading Kunpeng towards the most beautiful plum grove in Lishan.
Chang Hao turned and entered the Sutra Repository, and could hear people inside from afar.
"Princess Yaoji, after reviewing these documents, have you found a solution?" Yun Song's voice came from the deepest part of the Sutra Repository.
Yao Ji… Chang Hao raised an eyebrow. Why did Yao Ji descend to the mortal realm?
Chang Hao turned the bookshelf and saw Yun Song carrying several bundles of jade slips, carefully placing them on the table. These were the most important treasures of Lishan, the foundation upon which it stood.
"Yun Song..." Chang Hao called softly, "What's wrong?"
"Greetings, Mountain Lord," Yun Song said with delight, then said softly, "Princess Yao Ji encountered some problems in her cultivation, so Sister Jing Zhu brought her to the Scripture Pavilion to find a solution. Princess Yao Ji has been in the Scripture Pavilion for many days now."
"Greetings, Mountain Lord..." Yao Ji stood up awkwardly, after all, she was currently in the scripture pavilion of someone else's dojo.
Chang Hao smiled wryly. Yao Ji didn't recognize him?
"Yaoji, what problems have you encountered in your cultivation? Tell your senior brother, and I'll help you solve them." Chang Hao gestured for Kunpeng to make himself at home and sat down opposite Yaoji in a very amiable manner.
Yao Ji stared in disbelief, then looked up to examine the newcomer closely. His features were exquisite, as bright as the sun and stars, and he did resemble her junior brother quite a bit. He possessed a refined and elegant demeanor, and Yao Ji had to admit that this transformed powerful figure was indeed her junior brother whom she had only met briefly.
"What trouble have you encountered?" Chang Hao asked patiently again.
Yao Ji snapped out of her daze and quickly explained her troubles. "Senior brother, when I was cultivating, a huge force of life energy and spiritual energy in my body was conflicting. I tried to refine this force, but it was too great to touch. I am powerless to refine it."
This pure life force slowly expanded her meridians and nourished her essence. Yao Ji's future achievements were limitless. Originally, this was a great thing. However, this life force clashed with the spiritual energy, and Yao Ji could not cultivate. How could this be?
"Senior brother, take a look..." Chang Hao tapped Yao Ji's wrist with his fan, and a wisp of spiritual energy probed into Yao Ji's body, circulating around once. Sure enough, he saw the vigorous vitality in Yao Ji's mouth.
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