Zhatian: I really have the qualities to be an emperor!

Chapter 152 Meeting the Queen Mother of the West

"Don't worry. I want to give it a try. Now that you are all done, you might as well leave as soon as possible."

The Wudao tea tree is a good thing and cannot be left to that guy, Prince Tianhuang.

"Okay, I feel terrible staying here. I always feel like disaster is going to happen at any time."

Heihuang shuddered. If Yang Zhu hadn't been there, he would never have approached this place even if he was beaten to death.

"What's wrong?" Yang Zhu asked.

The Saint Maiden of Yao Chi kept her gaze on Yang Zhu, without saying a word. There was mist in her bright eyes, and her beauty was impeccable.

"you……"

Her veil trembled slightly, her crystal jade hands grasped Yang Zhu's arm, her pearly teeth bit her red lips, and her fair face seemed a little dim at this moment.

"I know what you want to say. Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Yang Zhu knew what she meant, so he gently hugged the man in front of him and whispered comforting words in his ear.

Wanting to take away the Wudao tea tree is an unprecedented feat in history. Even the ancient emperors could not do it. Although she trusts Yang Zhu very much, she still can't help but worry.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to come out."

Yang Zhu's delicate body was pressed against his, and she felt warm breath beside her ear. Her graceful body trembled, and her cheeks suddenly turned red, with a hint of shyness on her white chin.

"I will first retreat here, which should take quite a while, and then I will take action..."

After saying this briefly, Yang Zhu gave the golden spear and four silver plates to Hei Huang, and conveyed some instructions through voice transmission.

"Okay, I'm definitely reliable!"

After listening to this, Heihuang looked serious and nodded heavily. He would always take Yang Zhu's instructions seriously and would not dare to be careless at all.

"He will take you out, and when I leave, I will go look for you."

With a flicker between his eyebrows, Yang Zhu transformed into a Taoist body and left with Hei Huang and the others along the same path.

Yang Zhu took out the Chaos Pool and hung it above his head. Thousands of silk threads fell down, forming a hazy atmosphere around him.

He sat cross-legged under the ancient tea tree of enlightenment, his mind empty and peaceful, and he naturally entered the state of enlightenment, becoming more holy and otherworldly.

Wow!
A breeze blew, and the crystal leaves on the vigorous ancient trees swayed, reflecting a brilliant divine light, accompanied by a pleasant sound.

Yang Zhu hesitated for a moment, took out the original copy of the Western Emperor Sutra, and opened the pages surrounded by green mist without hesitation.

Suddenly, countless contents emerged, densely packed, and each rune was brighter than the stars, containing profound moral principles and was extremely complex.

The Western Emperor Sutra, created by the Western Emperor Mother, is a complete volume of the Great Emperor's scripture. It has been famous throughout the world, and almost all cultivators know about it.

However, the Western Emperor Sutra is only allowed to be practiced by Yao Chi disciples, and outsiders are not allowed to practice it. Once discovered, their practice will be taken back.

However, Yao Chi has very strict conditions for recruiting disciples, and generally only accepts female disciples. Not only do they have very little contact with the outside world, but under normal circumstances, they do not marry outside the family.

This has resulted in the Western Emperor Sutra being exceptionally mysterious, and the Dao Palace Volume contained therein being the strongest of all the ancient scriptures. Many people want to obtain it, but dare not covet it.

Although Yang Zhu already had it, he had never browsed through it, as he was fully immersed in the Sutra of the Beginningless. This was his first preview.

Taking advantage of this opportunity today, Yang Zhu decided to meditate, and there will definitely be unexpected gains.

The Western Emperor Sutra was created by his grandmother. Although anyone can practice it, the most suitable physique still requires a congenital Taoist fetus.

Yang Zhu is a holy body and the grandson of Queen Mother of the West. Their origins are the same, so it is no exaggeration to say that he is tailor-made for her!
Soon, Yang Zhu fell into it and began to comprehend the profound mysteries. He found that some of them were similar to the Sutra of the Beginningless...

It took him a month to comprehend. When he opened his eyes again, the blood and energy in his body surged, and he broke through to the third level of Dragon Transformation in one fell swoop.

As he was in the forbidden zone of life, Yang Zhu controlled the purple gold blood and did not let it overflow. The runes on his black robe flickered, and all the divine light was restrained.

"It should be partly borrowed from the Western Emperor Sutra." Yang Zhu's mind was ethereal, his black hair was like a waterfall, each strand was crystal clear. He was handsome and even the most beautiful woman would pale in comparison to him.

Now his body is radiant with beauty, and he looks more ethereal than a banished immortal. It is hard for anyone in the world to match his temperament and appearance.

When Yang Zhu finished comprehending the entire book, the golden scriptures trembled, and misty fog rose, condensing into a figure.

"grandmother……"

The man was elegant and graceful, wearing a nine-cloud phoenix crown on his head. There were dragons and phoenixes singing all around him, and countless auspicious signs and strange visions were lingering around him.

The colorful clouds were hazy, sacred and peaceful, covering her clothes like a decoration, as if the heaven and earth were submitting to her feet.

The person had an extraordinary demeanor and a majestic figure, but Yang Zhu felt an inexplicable intimacy with her, which came from the depths of his blood and was an instinctive reaction.

"grandmother……"

Yang Zhu almost blurted it out. Hearing this, the man turned around and looked at him. His peerless face, with a dignified and majestic look, was actually very kind and gentle at this moment.

"Child, is that you..."

Her voice seemed to come from ancient times, or from a ghost, like the sound of heaven descending, triggering the laws of the great way and giving people an epiphany.

"Yes."

Yang Zhu nodded, his heart was unsettled and his voice couldn't help but tremble.

This is a wisp of divine consciousness left by the Queen Mother of the West in the Queen Scripture of the West, and it can only be awakened by the closest bloodline.

"What about your father? How is he?"

"Father is fine and is now in a strange world." Yang Zhu answered truthfully.

"He has really resisted the erosion of time. He is worthy of being my child."

Queen Mother Xi was very pleased, with a smile in her eyes, and nodded slightly.

"He also gave birth to a little Wu Shi... Yeah, not bad, he's even stronger than he was back then."

She looked her grandson up and down, gently stroked Yang Zhu's cheek with her fingertips, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well... maybe."

Hearing this, Yang Zhu paused for a moment, not knowing how to answer, and could only scratch his head awkwardly.

No matter how strong he is in the outside world, he is just a child in front of Queen Mother Xi.

"I'll be relieved if you're all right."

The Queen Mother of the West had a very gentle expression and a kind smile, like a spring breeze, brushing across Yang Zhu's heart, making him feel particularly comfortable.

Then she turned around and walked towards the distance step by step. The long river of time was flowing beneath her feet, mysterious and misty, as if leading to the underworld.

"Grandma, wait for me. I will definitely find a way to revive you and Grandpa."

Yang Zhu stretched out his hand, but finally let it go. He knew he couldn't keep it, as it was just a remnant of divine thought.

Emperor Wu Shi also wanted to resurrect his parents, but failed. However, Yang Zhu was determined to complete what he failed to do.

As the saying goes, family ties are the hardest to give up in this world; they are the most primitive and purest emotion.

"it is good."

The figure of Queen Mother West walked away. She looked back with her side profile, responded quietly, and then disappeared between heaven and earth.

Afterwards, the last few forbidden scriptures of the Western Emperor Sutra were opened. Each page was extremely profound and contained the true essence.

(End of this chapter)