Chapter 79: The Second Son Splits the Mountain

  Yaoji, as the younger sister of Haotian, has a noble status. However, since Haotian used to be a disciple of Hongyuan, he didn't have much care for his younger sister. Now that Haotian is the master of the Heavenly Court, he treats Yaoji with great kindness. To be honest, Yaoji cannot bear the hardships of cultivation and doesn't have any good friends, so her life isn't very good.

  On this day, Yao Ji was resting in her boudoir when she suddenly felt a fragrance wafting over, the scent was extremely comfortable and made one feel drowsy. Of course, it wasn't anything unusual, but rather a hint of worldly dust, Xi Wangmu had imitated the Introducer to collect this breath in the mortal world for the purpose of refining the hearts of her disciples.

  Reng Deng occasionally visited the Western Queen Mother and obtained a little something from her, which is now being used. Yu Ding Dao Ren quietly entered Yao Ji's residence and injected this red dust into Yao Ji's residence.

  Yaoji, under the influence of this fragrant and greasy breath, quietly fell asleep, thinking to herself: "Beautiful women have always been short-lived, who is as pitiful and lonely as I...". Yaoji's ears faintly echoed a song that was like a lament, seemingly sung by a woman complaining about an unfaithful lover, and also resenting the rival who had stolen her husband.

  She is now a pair of mandarin ducks entering the golden brocade, I am now a solitary wild goose in the cold autumn wind and sunset. She is now a famous flower planted together with the peony in the garden, I am now a delicate bud that has withered by the side of the road. She is now like fish and water, harmonious and inseparable, I am now tears streaming down my face like pearls. She is now dancing with butterflies among the flowers, I am now shivering with cold dew on a long autumn night. Alas, it's hard for me to be proud of her virtues and good deeds, how laughable that she has no shame at all, occupying my beautiful phoenix, and instead hurting the bond between sisters.

  The song floats, a hint of resentment and sorrow has taken root in the heart, lingering and unrelenting, the meaning is added to Yaoji's face, two lines of clear tears flow from the corners of her eyes, as if telling the story of the girl's family.

  What heavenly way, what longevity, what transcendence? Since ancient times, the world has been nothing but young masters and brides, solitary and desolate. How can they compare to the harmonious songs of phoenixes? Even if one day the branches that connect them are ravaged by storms, and the birds that fly together are scattered by fierce winds, there is still a moment when their hearts ache with longing, and they shed tears in front of the green lamp. This is better than a lifetime of lonely bitterness and dependence.

  Yao Ji gradually felt a warm feeling rising from the bottom of her heart, a lone goose hovering at the edge of the sky, calling out with each note, all thoughts and worries thrown away, not seeking the great way, not fearing life or death, letting the mandarin ducks accompany her, letting the wild geese not be sad.

  Yaoji woke up from her dream, her face slightly flushed, her heart completely disordered. She couldn't believe she had such thoughts, hadn't her great Tao been practiced in vain? At the same time, a stronger voice at the bottom of her heart was telling herself that this was what she sought, and that the red dust world was where she belonged.

  Yaogirl struggled in this contradictory emotion, but a heart gradually became firm, Yaogirl quietly left the heavenly court. Haotian had been thinking about how to deal with the saint's disciple for days and didn't notice his own sister.

  Yaoji, who had just arrived in the mortal world, found everything novel and interesting. At this time, the human world was in a period of great prosperity, with all people living in peace and contentment, and all industries flourishing. Everywhere was full of vibrant scenes, and Yaoji, who was used to the cold and quiet heavenly realm, suddenly fell in love with this place.

  The heavenly court has countless jade palaces and immortal mansions, with famous flowers and numerous beautiful scenery. However, there is no such thing as the entanglement of emotions, nor the simplicity and tranquility of the mundane world. Although the cycle of life and death is painful, the human world has a genuine warmth that makes Yaoji's heart drift, and the worldly atmosphere stirred up Yaoji's emotional tribulations. Even Yu Ding Zhenren and Ranci did not expect it to erupt so quickly and effectively.

  Yaoji traveled all the way, countless people were infatuated with this fairy, what a beauty in the world, attracting countless people to gather and watch. Yaoji suddenly discovered that not far away, a scholar had arrived, with a face as white as jade, lips as red as vermilion, a clear and elegant appearance, refined and elegant demeanor, and a literary and elegant temperament, which was far beyond the ordinary people of the world. At first sight, Yaoji's heart was filled with excitement, knowing that her emotional calamity should be on this person.

  This young scholar was Yang Tianyou, and when he saw Yaoji, who looked like a fairy, he also fell in love at first sight. It's not necessary to say more, the two of them got together, became a couple, and formed a husband-and-wife relationship. Yang Tianyou was talented and skilled, and also knew how to win his wife's heart. Yaoji devoted her whole heart to Yang Tianyou, and forgot all about her life in heaven. Every day, she managed the household chores like an ordinary woman, serving her husband.

  In just a few years, Yaoji gave birth to a son for the Yang family. The whole family was happy and peaceful. Yaoji became pregnant with their second child, but this child would bring endless trouble.

  Yaoji gave birth to her third child, also a boy. But when Yang Tiangyu took a closer look, the baby had an extra eye on his forehead. Yaoji had given birth to a freak. Yang Tiangyu was shocked and lost color. The infant looked at him and let out a cooing laugh, looking extremely adorable.

  Yaoji knew she couldn't keep it from her husband anymore, so she told Yang Tianyou about her true identity. Yang Tianyou had a very hard time digesting this shocking news and felt extremely complicated in his heart. But when he looked at his two children, Yang Shuang and Yang Lian, as well as their youngest son Yang Jie who was still in diapers, Yang Tianyou suddenly came to terms with it - no matter what, the person in front of him was his wife, the one who had borne him sons and daughters.

  The couple's feelings were even more wonderful, and Yaoji gave birth to another daughter for Yang Tianyou. The couple was extremely happy in their hearts, but Yaoji also thought of her brother's heavenly decree. However, Yaoji didn't worry too much, as time was the least valuable thing for immortals. Even if they just closed up for a hundred years, it would be nothing. She only hoped to spend this life with Yang Tianyou as husband and wife, and time wouldn't be too difficult to get through.

  Things in the world are not so simple. As soon as Yang Jian was born, Yu Ding Zhenren knew that he had a master-disciple relationship with him and should let Yu Huang lose face. He secretly spread the news in the Heavenly Court, and the heavenly laws set by Huang Tian originally had no deterrent power. Now his own sister married a mortal and openly violated the heavenly laws, making Huang Tian a laughing stock for a time.

  Haotian originally borrowed the name of closing the pass to discuss countermeasures with Yaochi, but after learning about this news, he had no choice but to come out. The Heavenly Order was his masterpiece, and regardless of how it was done, his identity as the commander-in-chief of the three realms was gradually being accepted by people, even if it was just nominal. Now that the heavenly court was becoming more prosperous, it was the best opportunity for Haotian to continue strengthening his prestige, but unexpectedly, the one who came out to slap him in the face was his own sister. At this moment, Haotian's mood can be imagined.

  What to do, if you don't take care of your own dignity, it will really become a waste of paper, the prestige that has been established with great difficulty will collapse instantly, and it will be even more difficult to recover later. You may have become a dispensable decoration yourself. But taking care of it again will make you bear the reputation of being ruthless, and how to deal with it specifically is also a big problem. Haotian knows that his sister has already given birth to three children for someone else, and he can't afford to hesitate any longer.

  Huang Tian personally took action, capturing Yao Ji and bringing her to the Heavenly Court for trial. Unexpectedly, Yao Ji was deeply in love and refused to admit her mistake, enraging Huang Tian who furiously pinned her under Mount Tiantai as punishment. Still fuming, Huang Tian's first choice to vent his anger fell on Yang Tianyou and his son.

  The Heavenly Emperor sent down a team of heavenly soldiers to execute the four father and sons, to vent their anger. Yang Tianyou was just a scholar, his three children were all young, the oldest being only five years old, what could they do? Since Yaoji's disappearance, Yang Tianyou had been feeling that something bad was going to happen, he was thinking of escaping with his children when a fairy suddenly appeared, without saying a word, took away his second son Yang Jiaolong and left.

  Yang Tianyou's wife and son were nowhere to be found, his heart was about to break. Just then, the heavenly soldiers of the Huatian Sect arrived, and the three of them were about to meet their demise. Yang Tianyou suddenly felt a change in the scenery before him, with tall trees surrounding him and the sweet sound of birds chirping. Turning back, he could still see his original residence. A group of soldiers descended from the sky, directly charging into his home. Strangely, they captured himself and his two children, Yang Shao and Yang Lian. The heavenly soldiers raised their knives and struck, killing him. Then, they withdrew.

  Yang Tianyou touched his own neck, and upon seeing that he was still alive in the world, he felt very strange. Suddenly, a burst of laughter came, and a fat Taoist priest appeared in front of him.

  "Director Yang was just frightened, it was I who saved you three just now."

  Yang Tianyou hastily saluted the Taoist priest, "May I ask for the immortal's name and surname? Yang humbly doesn't dare to repay the immortal, but will also remember it in his heart, never forgetting until death."

  "Master Yang needn't be so polite, I am a humble monk from Mount Xumi, a disciple of the great saint Maitreya."

  "Oh, so it's the true cultivation of Buddhism. Yang Mou took note of that. The immortal elder Yang Mou has heard that Buddhism saves suffering and difficulties. Now, I have an impolite request, please immortal elder, save my wife and child too." As he spoke, Yang Tianyou fell to the ground, kneeling in front of Maitreya, continuously knocking his head.

  "Yang, get up! Your wife was originally the Jade Emperor's sister. In the past, marriages between immortals and mortals were allowed as long as both parties were willing. However, the Heavenly Emperor made a stupid rule, and since your wife is his sister, if he doesn't severely punish you, his authority would be lost. Now, your wife is being suppressed under Peach Mountain, although she's trapped, at least her life isn't in danger. Your son Yang Jia has an extraordinary origin and was rescued by the Golden Immortal of the Jade Tripod, so he's not in any danger either. It's actually a great blessing! You can rest assured. As for your request to save your wife and child, I'm afraid I'm powerless to do so. However, they will have their own opportunities, and there will be a day when you'll meet again."

  Yang Tianyou heard that his wife and children were safe, the big stone in his heart had finally landed, but he couldn't see them immediately, and his heart was also infinitely sad. Maitreya took Yang Tianyou and his three sons to Mount Sumeru, where they temporarily settled down.

  After Yang Jian was rescued by Yu Ding Zhen Ren, Yu Ding taught him with all his heart. After Yang Jian's immortal and mortal affairs were settled, he showed exceptional talent and made rapid progress in his cultivation, which delighted Yu Ding greatly.

  Yu Ding will pass on the original teachings of the Eight-Nine Xuan Gong to Yang Jian, who as a fairy and mortal hybrid has a strong physical body and is still in his childhood, with great malleability. In less than five years, he will cultivate the Xuan Gong to the third level, achieving some success.

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  There is a small passage using the lyrics of Jingyun's big drum, Dai Yu's manuscript, which may be a bit sour, fellow Taoists please forgive me. Also, I want to discuss red envelopes, just wrap up the ticket.