Chapter 711: Immortal Peach Sprouting, Three-Year Agreement
Before she knew it, Yang Yuhuan had been practicing in the mountains for three months.
She was extremely talented. In just three months, she had mastered the "Peng Zu Guxian Wo Yin Gong" taught by Li Daoxuan to perfection, entered the late stage of Bigu, and could enter the Yin Shen realm at any time.
Even Changle was deeply shocked by this progress in cultivation. He could only sigh that she was worthy of being the reincarnation of Master Taizhen.
However, Yang Yuhuan, a genius in Taoism, also had her own troubles that were unknown to the public.
During this period, she found that Li Lao Mo's face would appear in her dreams almost every night. What was even more strange was that she also saw another strange woman in her dream.
A female Taoist priest in white, with her clothes loose and her black hair flowing like a waterfall, is walking barefoot on a clear stream, leaning against the mountains and rivers with a lazy posture.
The damned Li Lao Mo was sitting next to her, the two of them were talking and laughing, getting closer and closer...
When Xiao Yuhuan wakes up from a dream, her face often turns red and her heartbeat quickens.
Li Daoxuan is indeed a devil, and a sex maniac!
Old demon, I was right about you...
The next day, early morning.
"Fairy Changle, what do you think I should do so that Master Li...the immortal can accept me as his disciple?"
Yang Yuhuan pressed her palms together to harmonize the Qi in the body and ended today's morning class in the misty purple air. Her eyes were bright and her spirit was radiant.
The third level of "Purple Qi Nourishing Essence Technique"!
She was a little depressed and said, "Am I practicing too slowly?"
Changle, who was meditating with her, remained silent. Even though she had now successfully cultivated to the early stage of human immortality, she still felt that she had been hit hard.
If this is still called slow, then except for the master, everyone else is probably mediocre.
"You have good qualifications. The master may not accept you as a disciple for other reasons."
She didn't say that you are my master's wife. If the master accepts you as a disciple, wouldn't it be against human ethics?
After all, I really couldn't open my mouth to a seven-year-old girl.
Yang Yuhuan was a little indignant. After all, she was a heroine whose words were hers. Since she had said that she would make Li Lao Mo cry and beg her to be his disciple, she must do it!
But she has tried many methods, such as showing off the sword skills she learned from Uncle Yan when Li Lao Mo passed by , or demonstrating her progress in cultivation.
But the abominable thing was that Li Lao Mo didn't even look at her and was very indifferent to her.
"Fairy Changle, do you have any way to get Immortal Li to accept me as his disciple?"
Looking at the girl's unyielding eyes, Changle sighed in her heart, knowing that Yang Yuhuan, who was stubborn by character, would not give up. In order to prevent her from disturbing her master's practice, it would be better to find something for her to do.
Suddenly, an idea flashed in her mind and she took out something and handed it to her.
It was a peach pit.
"What's this?"
Yang Yuhuan held the peach pit in her hand. For some reason, her heart was slightly rippled and she had a familiar feeling, but in fact it was the first time she saw it.
"This is the peach pit of the Queen Mother. It can grow immortal peaches. Eating it can not only make people immortal, but also greatly increase their magic power!"
"If you can make it sprout, bloom and bear fruit, I think Master will look upon you with new eyes and may even ask you for a few peaches to taste."
Changle swore solemnly, but in fact she knew very well in her heart that it was absolutely wishful thinking to want to grow the peach tree in the human world.
In the past, her master gave her a peach core and soil from heaven, but she tried countless methods over the years and couldn't make it sprout, so she finally gave up.
Yang Yuhuan said confidently: "Isn't it just planting a peach tree? Watch me!"
When Yang Yuhuan thought of how Li Lao Mo would respectfully ask her for the peaches, she felt very excited.
Moreover, this is a fairy peach. After it is grown, I can give it to my parents to taste, so that they will not grow old.
…
Spring goes and autumn comes, winter comes and summer goes, and three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
Yang Yuhuan was already ten years old, and what was even more terrifying was that she had already entered the Yang Shen realm.
Yes, the ten-year-old Yangshen Zhenren!
Changle had become numb and had long since classified Master Taizhen as a non-human. Although she could still reluctantly teach her, the ten-year-old Yang Yuhuan had wild and imaginative ideas and would often raise difficult questions about cultivation that she found difficult to answer.
Finally, I have to ask the master for help.
"Strange, why didn't Yuhuan come to morning class today?"
Changle frowned. She had never been absent in the past three years. Why was she going against the norm today?
Just as she was about to go to Yang Yuhuan's residence to take a look, she suddenly heard clear laughter like an oriole, very arrogant and comfortable, as if it was a little devil disguised as a man.
"I did it, I did it, hahahaha!"
With a loud bang, Yang Yuhuan smashed the roof directly. Her face and body were covered with mud and she was dirty, but her eyes were exceptionally bright.
She held tightly in her arms a jar that looked like a flowerpot.
Changle was about to speak when her eyes suddenly froze and she stared at the jar in her arms with a look of disbelief.
Yang Yuhuan was standing on a magical instrument that looked like a wind-fire wheel. It was a birthday gift from Changle to her.
"Fairy Changle, it's sprouted, it's sprouted!"
She held up the jar in her hand, which contained a juicy young seedling. The surrounding area was filled with spiritual energy, with a refreshing fragrance and even wisps of fairy light.
Really alive...
Changle was a little absent-minded, and murmured: "How do you feed it?"
Yang Yuhuan sighed: "It's really not easy. I have to water it every day for the past three years!"
Changle was still waiting for her next words, but no sound came for a long time.
"Just... watering?"
Yang Yuhuan asked in surprise : "What else?"
Changle was silent. Suddenly, she remembered how she had been watering it and infusing it with spiritual energy for decades. She suddenly felt hit hard.
Master, no wonder you are unwilling to teach Master Taizhen yourself. If I continue teaching her like this, I’m afraid she will lose all confidence and feel like a waste.
"Fairy Changle, I want to go see Old Demon Li!"
Changle came back to his senses and felt that it was necessary to report this matter to the master, so he nodded and said, "Okay, come with me."
Yang Yuhuan came to the top of the mountain again and saw from afar a figure in fluttering white clothes sitting on the cliff, holding a fishing rod and fishing quietly under a solitary pine.
What puzzled Yang Yuhuan was that there was clearly an endless sea of clouds below and no lake water, so why was he sitting here fishing?
Just then, she saw Li Daoxuan gently lift his wrist, and the fishing line rose from the clouds.
roar!
A huge monster like a dragon was lifted up, but it made a tiger roar. It had a tiger head and a snake body, four legs, and was a dragon. There was a word "king" on its forehead, which exuded a domineering aura.
But unfortunately, this powerful and ferocious beast exuding a savage aura could only struggle helplessly like a lamb to be slaughtered.
"Li Daoxuan, I have fled far away overseas and have never set foot in the territory of the Tang Dynasty. Why do you still want to kill me!!!"
"I am a tiger dragon, the body of a divine beast. Li Daoxuan, if you kill me, you will be punished by heaven!!"
The ferocious beast roared one after another, seemingly ferocious, but in fact it was weak inside and extremely guilty, and even its threats were soft words like "divine punishment".
In recent years, evil gods hiding in various parts of the world have begun to disappear mysteriously, and it is suspected that there are immortals fishing.
It hid in seventeen different places in a row, but the fishhook seemed to know where it was going and had been waiting for a long time, so it easily hooked it.
It seemed as if all his magical powers were imprisoned and he had no power to resist at all.
When Yang Yuhuan heard the words of the ferocious beast, she was shocked. It turned out to be a tiger dragon!
This is a powerful beast recorded in the "Classic of Mountains and Seas". It is said to be the descendant of a divine tiger and a giant dragon. It is born with the ability to control strong winds and huge waves, and its physical body is even more powerful. Who would have thought... that it was actually caught by someone with a fishhook?
Li Daoxuan ignored him and just threw the fishing hook away.
The tiger dragon's body quickly shrank, and in the end it was like a fish, falling into the pot next to Li Daoxuan.
The hot water in the pot is boiling, and under the pot is the golden fire of the sun.
The tiger dragon bubbled in the pot for a while, and soon the sound died down. Then sprinkle some pepper and star anise, a handful of fine salt, and bring to a boil over low heat. When the skin and meat are stewed, a pot of fragrant stewed tiger dragon is ready.
The soup is snow-white, and all the essence of the flesh and blood has been boiled, emitting a bright glow, and the meat aroma is extremely rich.
Li Daoxuan glanced at Yang Yuhuan and smiled faintly, "Do you have something to ask me?"
Yang Yuhuan's heart trembled as she looked at the broken bones scattered around his feet. Some of them looked like dragons, some like phoenixes, some like deer, and some like turtles.
Could it be that these were ancient ferocious beasts that he cooked and ate?
Changle patted her on the back, signaling her to reply quickly.
Yang Yuhuan came to her senses and thought to herself, how could I be frightened by him? I was just pretending to please him. When I have learned all his skills, I will tie him up and whip him hard!
The next moment, she showed an innocent smile and said sweetly, "Immortal Li, the fairy peach has sprouted!"
vomit!
It's so artificial, Yang Yuhuan, how could you become like this? Where is your pride and indomitable spirit?
Li Daoxuan looked at her with a half-smile and said, "That's great. If you can make it bear peaches within three years, although I can't accept you as my apprentice, I can accept you as my apprentice on my behalf and let you be my senior sister. How about that?"
"You didn't lie to me?"
Yang Yuhuan asked hurriedly, her eyes bright, she had already begun to imagine the scene where Li Lao Mo became her junior brother. At that time, she would order him around, which would be very unpleasant!
"certainly."
In the face of a catastrophe, in order to improve his strength as quickly as possible, Li Daoxuan has even deceived the little girl.
Yang Yuhuan and the Queen Mother of the West have the same soul, which is why she can make the peaches sprout. If she can really make the peach tree bear fruit within three years, it will be a huge help to Li Daoxuan.
Yang Yuhuan raised her hand and said, "It's a deal!"
Li Daoxuan clapped his hands with her and said with a smile, "It's a deal."
Changle was having a hard time trying to hold back his laughter, thinking to himself that his master was too mean. He actually set a trap for his master's wife and wasn't afraid that she would cause trouble for him after she recovered her memory.
"By the way, do you want to have dinner together?"
Li Daoxuan pointed at the tiger dragon in the pot.
Yang Yuhuan showed a little disgusted expression and said, "I don't like eating meat."
Half an hour later.
She chewed the last bone and drank three bowls of thick soup rich in the life essence of the tiger dragon. Her little face turned red, her blood surged, and she sweated like rain.
Her eyes were blurry and she smelled so good, so good!
It turns out that meat is so delicious!
Li Daoxuan watched her eat and drink quietly, with a smile on his lips. The ten-year-old Yang Yuhuan's eyebrows and eyes were already showing a tendency to open, and she looked more and more like her senior sister.
They have similar personalities, both are free-spirited, both like delicious food and reading, and are addicted to role-playing games.
She is cheering to her heart's content and growing up carefree in this dojo.
"No wonder you're hiding here, it turns out you're eating alone here!"
Yang Yuhuan couldn't stop thinking about the taste of the tiger dragon and smacked her lips.
Li Daoxuan shook his head and smiled, reaching out to help her wipe the oil stains off her face, and said with a smile: "If you like, you can come often."
Li Lao Mo's sudden tenderness made Yang Yuhuan a little overwhelmed, and her first reaction was to be alert.
Sugar-coated bullet!
But then Li Daoxuan touched her head, and then turned around to continue fishing, holding a black book in one hand, and the three words "Tui Bei Tu" could be vaguely seen.
Yang Yuhuan looked at him deeply.
For some reason, she felt that Li Lao Mo's attitude towards her seemed to have changed and he was no longer as cold as before.
And there was something she didn't want to admit.
From childhood to adulthood, she has always had a deep sense of loneliness. Even when facing her parents and closest relatives, she would feel an indescribable sense of estrangement and alienation.
But every time she saw Li Lao Mo, she didn't have that feeling. Instead, she felt extremely familiar and kind, and the feeling of loneliness disappeared all of a sudden.
He...did he cast a spell on me?
Xiaoyu hugged the jar and walked away, looking back every few steps.
…
Standing on a lonely cliff above the sea of clouds, Li Daoxuan sighed softly in his heart.
In the past, he didn't want to have any contact with Yang Yuhuan because of the experience of his senior sister. If he and Yang Yuhuan had a master-disciple relationship, then who should he help when she didn't want to become Taizhen?
If the senior sister doesn’t want to become the Queen Mother of the West, then Yang Yuhuan may not be willing to become Taizhen either.
Although from the current perspective, Yang Yuhuan and her senior sister are becoming more and more alike, this difference may not necessarily not exist.
However, after learning that the catastrophe would come in the seventeenth year of Kaiyuan, Li Daoxuan no longer thought about it too much. After all, it was already the tenth year of Kaiyuan, and only the last seven years were left.
But he was just that last bit away from reaching the celestial realm.
Maybe he will really perish in that final catastrophe. If that's the case, why bother about it so much? Just get along with each other naturally.
While fishing, Li Daoxuan looked at the "Book of Exorcising Demons" distractedly.
In the past three years, many evil gods died at his hands. In order to avoid waste, he ate everything he could. In addition to the rewards from the "Book of Demon-Slaying", his strength continued to improve.
However, he still had not realized what the innate Qi was, and was unable to break through that mysterious barrier.
However, the Eight-Nine Profound Art had made great progress and was about to break through to the sixth level.
It should be noted that Erlang Zhenjun, who was known as the God of War in Heaven during his heyday, was only at the seventh level.
"Oh? It exploded?"
A hint of joy emerged in Li Daoxuan's heart. He didn't expect that the tiger dragon would be so competitive.
"In April of the tenth year of Kaiyuan, I killed the evil god Tiger Jiao at Fengqi Mountain and received a reward - the great divine power of Tiangang [Returning to Heaven and Returning to the Sun]!"
