Wuzhuang Temple is hundreds of miles away.

In a scenic valley.

Yang Chan knelt in front of her father's grave and lit three incense sticks for her biological father. Then she turned her head to look at her second brother and said worriedly, "Second brother, Uncle Cheng has been gone for half a month. Why hasn't he come back to pick us up?"

"Uncle Cheng is an adult and has a lot of things to do. It may take some time..."

Yang Jian wanted to say something but stopped.

A few days ago, when he was strolling in the backyard of Wuzhuang Temple, he accidentally overheard the conversation of Qingfeng Mingyue, and learned that Uncle Cheng had ascended to heaven as an official and became one of the Six Imperial Gods.

But this is not the point.

The point is that Uncle Cheng next door married my mother the next day.

Erlang was so angry that he wanted to rush out and beat up Qingfeng Mingyue who was gossiping about him.

But the following conversation with Qingfeng Mingyue made him unable to lose his temper anymore.

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Mingyue: "I heard from the master that the Emperor Ziwei married Princess Yao Ji because he was kind-hearted and could not bear to see Yao Ji imprisoned forever under Taoshan Mountain for having an affair with a mortal. I don't quite understand what I heard."

Qingfeng: "Your body is jade! Your brain is full of stone, so it's right that you don't understand. In fact, the master said it very clearly. The Jade Emperor betrothed Yao Ji to the Emperor that day to let all the gods and Buddhas know that he did this just to win over the other party. In fact, the Jade Emperor loves his sister very much and is unwilling to punish the eldest princess in order to maintain the authority of the Heavenly Court."

Mingyue: "I still don't understand why Yao Ji can avoid heaven's punishment by marrying Emperor Ziwei?"

Qingfeng: "Of course it's because the Purple Star Emperor possesses the Golden Wheel of Merit. Joining the Heavenly Court can strengthen the Heavenly Court's fortune. If it weren't for the fact that the Emperor values ​​friendship and loyalty and wanted to help Yao Ji's family as the Emperor, he would have accepted the invitation of the Saint Zhunti and gone to the Western Religion to be the deputy leader."

Mingyue: "If that's the case, the Emperor is really kind. In order to help Yao Ji's family of four, he was willing to marry even a withered flower and a withered willow. No wonder he was able to cultivate the Golden Wheel of Merit."

Qingfeng: “That’s right!”

-

"Uncle Cheng has given so much to the Yang family!"

Whenever Yang Jian recalled his conversation with Qingfeng Mingyue, he felt that he owed the other party.

Uncle Cheng became emperor and had a bright future, but because he couldn't bear to see their mother being punished, he accidentally became the stepfather of the two siblings.

Yang Jian kept this matter deep in his heart and never dared to mention it to his eldest brother and third sister.

But now...

After paying homage to his father, Erlang began to miss Uncle Cheng's sister. He felt that he could no longer hide it.

Otherwise, my younger sister will get deeper and deeper into the trap and will inevitably do something irrational. She may even hate Uncle Cheng and even marry Uncle Cheng's mother.

"Little sister, Zhenyuan Daxian should know the whereabouts of Uncle Cheng..." Yang Jian looked at the grave behind his sister and said, "Let's go back and ask!"

"Hmm~~" Yang Chan nodded her head lightly.

Not long after the brother and sister left.

Cheng Long and his wife Yao Ji rode on auspicious clouds and descended to the Wanshou Mountain.

The scenery of Wanshou Mountain is extremely beautiful. The mountain is high and steep, with its roots connected to the Kunlun Mountains and its top touching the sky. White cranes live among the cypresses, and black monkeys hang on vines from time to time. The sunlight shines on the clear woods, forming thousands of red mists...

"Husband, where is Tianyou buried? Can I go and pay my respects?"

After being whipped for half a month, Ji Yao finally stopped acting on her own when mentioning Yang Tianyou, and learned to ask for the man's opinion.

But this is not fear, but respect.

After all, she is a member of the Cheng family now, and Cheng Long is her heaven.

"Of course. I'll take you to Brother Yang's grave right now."

Cheng Long took Yao Ji's fair and tender hand and teleported directly to Yang Tianyou's burial place. There were six incense sticks in front of the grave, and it seemed that someone had just been there.

"It's Erlang and Chan'er, I can smell them!"

Before Yao Ji came down to earth, she was extremely nervous, fearing that she would burst into tears when she arrived at her deceased husband's grave. The result surprised her.

She is very calm now, as calm as if she had come to someone else's grave.

Of course.

It would be a lie to say that I felt no emotion at all.

But she felt more emotional in her heart. So many things happened in just one month!

The home is gone! The children are scattered!

I also became a member of the Cheng family next door.

The Yang family can never go back!

"Husband, let's go!" After quietly looking at Yang Tianyou's grave, Yao Ji turned and came to Cheng Long, taking the initiative to hold his fingers.

Obvious.

She has let it go completely.

……

Wuzhuang Temple.

In the main hall.

"Erlang, Chan'er, since you asked, I will tell you the truth. I just hope you can stay calm after listening..." Zhen Yuanzi looked at Yang Jian and Yang Chan in front of him and said slowly: "Your uncle Cheng is now the Purple Emperor of the Heavenly Palace, with a noble status. As for your mother... She is already here, let the princess tell you in person!"

Yang Jian and Yang Chan turned their heads to look.

Uncle Cheng, dressed in white, was seen holding hands with their mother and walking into the hall with a smile on his face.

Seeing this scene, the brother and sister looked at each other in surprise. Even though Yang Jian already knew the truth, when he saw his mother and Uncle Cheng together, the strong visual impact still made him stunned.

"Mom, Uncle Cheng, you...you guys..." Yang Chan's figure flashed, and she rushed to Cheng Long like lightning, staring blankly at the two people's hands clasped together.

"Chan'er, as you can see, mother is now your uncle Cheng's woman."

When Yao Ji said this, her expression was extremely embarrassed and she felt extremely ashamed in her heart, but this was the price of freedom. For the safety of herself and her family, she had no choice.

"Mom, are you kidding me?"

Yang Chan was struck by lightning. Her frail body staggered back a few steps, her eyes filled with disbelief.

It was like the sky had fallen down, it was hard to accept.

She felt like she was going to break apart!
"Chan'er, I was forced to marry your uncle Cheng. If I didn't do this, I would be suppressed under Taoshan Mountain and I would never see you again."

"You and Erlang will also be hunted down by the Heavenly Court!"

"I don't listen, I don't listen..."

Yang Chan suddenly shook off Yao Ji's hand and yelled hysterically, "Mom, you shouldn't have married me. Are you doing this to me and my dead father? I hate you!"

Done.

Yang Chan ran away. Her demigod bloodline gave her super physique, super strength and super speed. She disappeared in a flash.

"Chan'er~~"

Yao Ji's heart was broken. If she hadn't missed her children and couldn't bear to be separated from them forever, how could she have agreed to her brother's request to marry A'long half a month ago?

"Let me go!" Cheng Long patted Yao Ji's shoulder and immediately flashed out.

The next moment.

He appeared on the winding path at the entrance of Wuzhuang Temple and blocked Yang Chan's way down the mountain.

"Get out of the way, I don't want to see you!"

Yang Chan looked up and saw that the person blocking the road was Cheng Long. She was furious. This bastard had clearly promised his father to take good care of himself, but what happened?
I haven't seen you for more than half a month.

Uncle Cheng next door has transformed himself into the Emperor of Ziwei, and he even broke his promise together with my mother.

Her fiancé suddenly became her stepfather. How could she cope with this?

It's ridiculous.

"Chan'er, I'm not trying to persuade you to go back, nor do I have the nerve to do so. Uncle Cheng just wants to send you somewhere." Cheng Long held Yang Chan's shoulders, ready to send her to Nuwa Heaven to become Nuwa's disciple.

"Where do you want to send me?" Yang Chan snorted coldly.

"Nuwa Palace, Nuwa Heaven."

"..."

Yang Chan was stunned.

How dare Uncle Cheng be so bold as to say that he would send me to the Heaven of Wahuang?
Can you see Nuwa just by meeting her?
"Chan'er, hold on to my hand. I will take you to become my disciple."

Cheng Long stretched out a hand to Yang Chan, and seeing that the girl was upset, he took the initiative to hold Yang Chan's tender hand and went to the thirty-third heaven of Nuwa.

Before leaving, he left a message to Yao Ji via his spiritual consciousness, informing her of his whereabouts.

The Taoist Ancestor once preached in the Zixiao Palace of Primal Chaos outside the Thirty-three Heavens, and asked Nuwa, the Three Pure Ones, and the Two Saints of the West, who later became saints, to open up Taoist temples in the chaos.

Wahuangtian is the second small world outside of Zixiao Palace, which is attached to the Baolian Lantern world.

The following Taiqing Heaven, Yuqing Heaven, Shangqing Heaven, and the Western Paradise of the Two Saints are all small worlds that exist dependent on the Precious Lotus Lantern World.

Qisheng was born in the world of Precious Lotus Lantern, but was detached from the world. He spent most of his time in seclusion in the small world to attain enlightenment.

Therefore, if Cheng Long let Yang Chan go, he didn't know how long it would take for the little girl to be accepted as a disciple by Nuwa. After becoming the master of the star realm, he could sense the saint's dojo attached to that world.

Then there is no need to let the little girl suffer anymore.

After all, the process that Yang Erlang and Yang Chan, brother and sister, were supposed to have been in trouble and displaced for a long time was long gone.

……

Thirty-three days away.

It was a vast, dark and endless chaos. There was no light, and no objects could be seen. There was only a chaotic energy filled with murderous intent that kept floating in front of the person.

In order to prevent Yang Chan from being disturbed by the chaotic energy, Cheng Long took the initiative to protect her in his arms. Just as he was about to sacrifice the mind gem to resist the invasion of the chaotic energy, a blue light suddenly burst out in the darkness.

"唳~~"

Along with a burst of animal roars, a huge divine bird, Qingluan, with a blue light all over its body, appeared in front of the two from far away and from small to big.

"Emperor Ziwei, Your Majesty has ordered me to take Junior Sister to Wahuang Heaven. Please stop here!"

"Why don't you invite me to visit Wahuangtian?"

Cheng Long originally wanted to take this opportunity to meet Nuwa, but he didn't expect that after he sent him to the vicinity of Wahuangtian, the goddess didn't even want to see him.

Emperor Ziwei?

Oh, the seemingly glorious emperor is still just a little Karami in front of the saint.

"No need. My queen rarely entertains outsiders. Please go back!" Qingluan waved her hand to see the guest off with a cold expression, as if Cheng Long owed her a few innate spiritual treasures.

"Chan'er, practice Taoism with Nuwa and remember to come back to visit your mother when you have time."

"Humph, I hope I never see you again, so I won't go to see you."

Yang Chan proudly climbed onto Qingluan's back and sat on its soft feathers. She felt particularly comfortable and couldn't help but sigh in her heart: No wonder the Queen took Qingluan in.

Rear.

When Cheng Long returned to Wuzhuang Temple, Yang Jian had already been taken to Yuquan Mountain by Jade Ding Zhenren who had come to visit him. Only Yang Jiao was left with Yao Ji to comfort her.

"Uncle Cheng!"

Seeing Cheng Long coming back, Yang Jiao immediately went to meet him.

He and his second brother Yang Jian were deeply moved when they learned the reason why Uncle Cheng married their mother. If Yao Ji had not mentioned that they didn't have to change their words, they would even be willing to call Cheng Long "Dad".

"Jiao'er, your talent for cultivation is truly incredible. After just half a month of not seeing you, you've already cultivated your primordial spirit. It's incredible." Cheng Long exclaimed.

"Uncle Cheng, without you, I wouldn't be who I am today. I am where I am today because of you. You are the benefactor of our Yang family. I will ask you to take care of my mother from now on."

Yang Jiao felt quite regretful that he could not fulfill his filial duties by his mother's side. He and his younger brothers and sisters all became disciples of famous teachers. From now on, they would need to spend a lot of time cultivating immortality and would hardly have time to take care of their mother.

"Don't worry, I will take good care of her."

"Then you can talk to mother slowly. I will go back to retreat."

Yang Jiao is a person who worships power. For the past half month, he has been staying in seclusion in the training room. If his mother had not visited Wuzhuang Temple today, he would not even go out.

……

a few days later.

Cheng Long and his wife Yao Ji bid farewell to the immortal Zhen Yuan who had warmly entertained them and began to wander around the world.

The Ziwei Palace has not yet been built and many things have not been carried out.

The power of Heaven was extremely weak on earth at that time, so there were many demons and monsters lurking in the mountains and fields.

During their travels, Cheng Long and Yao Ji killed many demons and monsters.

Most of the time, Yao Ji did not take any action. Even when Cheng Long was chased by a powerful demon for hundreds of miles, she just watched.

Cheng Long lacked experience in fighting powerful demons and monsters, and he had no intention of using the Black Lotus of Destruction or the Mind Gem. If he casually encountered a powerful opponent, he would use the spiritual treasures to crush the opponent, which would not serve to hone his skills.

So he made a rule for himself that unless it was really a life-and-death situation, no matter how dangerous the situation was, he would not use the Black Lotus of Destruction and the Mind Gem, so as to squeeze out his own potential as much as possible.

Between a steep mountain, Cheng Long and Yao Ji were surrounded by a group of monsters. Thousands of monsters surrounded them, led by a white tiger.

This white tiger spirit, whose hips were over three meters high, transformed into a human form, which turned into a giant creature over two meters tall, with a beast's head and a human body, holding a steel fork.

When swinging the steel fork, he revealed terrifying strength, and each swing was as powerful as a mountain falling down on one's head.

But it never thought that Cheng Long, a seemingly thin man, could easily withstand its fierce attack and even showed no sign of being exhausted.

It doesn't know that what Cheng Long is least afraid of are power-type monsters, because he has absorbed so much essence and blood energy that his body, which is at the level of a true fairyland, can withstand the attack of a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure. Although the tiger monster is very strong, its weapon, although filled with evil spirit, is barely of the level of a low-grade acquired spiritual treasure.

His cultivation level is not high, only at the peak of Golden Immortal.

Cheng Long was able to deal with the tiger monster even with his Miao Dao.

As for the group of monsters besieging Yao Ji, they were also quite powerful, and each of them seemed to be fearless of death. Even though Yao Ji went on a killing spree and killed thousands of monsters, she still could not stop the little monsters under the tiger monster from besieging the two of them.

"You ignorant monsters, all of you are filled with evil spirits, you deserve to die!"

Yao Ji held the Rainbow Sword in her hand, with a faint white light lingering around her. Each of her moves carried an unparalleled sharp edge, splitting the monsters in front of her in two. (End of this chapter)