Mythical Luo, starting with the fox spirit

After relieving the soreness in his and Yang Yitan's legs, Yang Ping'an prepared to go find Old Master Yang to ask him what instructions he had given him.

"You have it." "I don't." "You really have it!" "I really don't." Yang Ping'an used his divine sense to find the location of Old Master Yang, and while arguing with Yang Yitan, he led him towards Old Master Yang.

Old Master Yang was still working, so Yang Ping'an went into his office first, escaping his endless conversation with Yang Yitan. Yang Yitan followed him in.

"Grandpa, did you call me here for something? If not, I'm going to eat." Yang Ping'an asked casually.

"See those two swords?" Old Master Yang looked up from his documents, glanced at Yang Ping'an, and gestured for him to look at the two swords on the shelf.

"I saw it. Is it going to be given to me?" Yang Ping'an's eyes lit up. A sword that Old Master Yang could treasure was definitely not an ordinary item. Although he already had a sword, who would complain about having more of this kind of treasure?

Even if you don't use it yourself, you can still keep it as a family heirloom.

"These two swords are named Ganjiang and Moye. They are a set and were once your parents' swords." Old Master Yang got up, picked up Ganjiang from the sword rack, and with a clang, drew half of the sword from its scabbard. A cold light flowed across the spine of the sword, exuding a chilling aura.

Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan both shivered. Even just seeing half of the sword blade, they could imagine how sharp it would be when fully drawn.

"From now on, you will be in charge of their safekeeping. You must take good care of them." Old Master Yang sheathed his sword, then picked up another Moye sword and placed them both in Yang Ping'an's arms.

"Yes. I will." Yang Ping'an hugged the two swords tightly in his arms and replied firmly. Holding the two swords that his parents used when they were alive, he seemed to see them holding hands and smiling at him.

"Alright, go eat. Get plenty of rest these next few days, and I'll give you a surprise in a few days." Old Master Yang was very pleased; he could see the unwavering determination in Yang Ping'an's eyes.

"Grandpa, what's the surprise? Can we find out beforehand?" Yang Yi sighed, somewhat envious of Yang Ping'an for receiving two precious swords, but he knew they were among the few items his second uncle and his wife had left for Yang Ping'an. Therefore, he shifted his attention to the surprise that the old man was talking about.

"Haha, what kind of surprise would it be if I knew beforehand? Go and have your dinner, I've already had it prepared." Old Master Yang chuckled twice, refusing to reveal his arrangements in advance.

Yang Yitan was somewhat unwilling to give up after not getting an answer, so he looked at Yang Ping'an beside him and gestured for him to follow him and ask Old Master Yang.

Yang Ping'an understood Yang Yitan's look and shook his head to refuse, because he guessed what kind of surprise Old Master Yang would prepare.

Old Master Yang told Yang Ping'an and Yang Ping'an to go back and rest well so that he could formally help them open their Heavenly Eyes and begin teaching them the true foundation of the Yang family: the secret art of the Heavenly Eyes.

Yang Yitan was so angry at Yang Ping'an's rejection that he gritted his teeth, wishing he could pin him to the ground and slap his buttocks twice.

"What are you two doing? Hurry up and go eat." Old Master Yang was exasperated with the two clowns in front of him, and interrupted their silent exchange, shooing them away to eat.

Taking advantage of Old Master Yang's inattention, Yang Yitan made a funny face, grabbed Yang Ping'an, and ran out.

"These two little rascals were fighting like idiots a while ago, how come they're suddenly best buddies?" Old Master Yang remarked on the strange relationship between the children.

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Three days later.

In Yang Ping'an's small courtyard in the bamboo grove, Old Master Yang was explaining to Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan the fundamental principles of the Yang family's survival.

"We, the Yang family of the Heavenly Eye, are born with divine eyes between our brows, possessing extraordinary abilities. We can see through the workings and flow of all things, including spiritual power, demonic power, and even the energy of magical treasures. When facing an enemy, we can not only find their weaknesses but also anticipate their attacks and anticipate their moves."

Furthermore, once the Heavenly Eye is fully mastered, one can memorize all the extraordinary techniques one has witnessed, master the opponent's moves, and even strike faster than them. The existence of the Heavenly Eye also makes our mental strength stronger than others, allowing us to reach advanced levels of cultivation and intimidate our opponents.

Legend has it that some people can cultivate their Heavenly Eye to the point of understanding Yin and Yang, comprehending transformations, shattering the void, and ascending to the celestial realm. "Old Master Yang spoke of his family's Heavenly Eye with great confidence and radiance.

"Hey, Ping An, do you believe what the old man said?" Yang Yi sighed and asked Yang Ping An in a low voice.

"I still believe what you said before," Yang Ping'an secretly replied to Yang Yitan's question.

"Isn't that obvious? I'm asking if you believe the second half." Yang Yi sighed and rolled his eyes at Yang Ping'an.

"I might give the second half a try, just in case the legend is true," Yang Ping'an thought to himself. The Dao Fruit Seed and the mysterious Dao Scripture in his mind gave Yang Ping'an confidence.

"Bang, bang!" "Ouch!" "Ouch!" With two loud bangs, the scabbard in Old Master Yang's hand struck Yang Ping'an and the other man on the head, and the two men covered their heads and cried out in surprise.

"You two, listen carefully!" Old Master Yang glared, his third eye between his brows wide open, angry at Yang Ping'an and the other for being distracted.

"The Heavenly Eye..." Old Master Yang continued, hands behind his back, vividly recounting knowledge about the Heavenly Eye to the two men. Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan also diligently memorized what Old Master Yang was saying.

"That's all the theoretical knowledge. Have you both remembered it?" After finishing his explanation, Old Master Yang asked Yang Ping'an and the other man.

"I've got it." "Me too!" Yang Ping'an and Yang Yitan answered eagerly.

"Since you've all remembered it, let me test you. Yang Yitan, how should we cultivate the Heavenly Eye Secret Technique?" Old Master Yang, with his hands behind his back, called on Yang Yitan to answer his question.

"The key to cultivating the Heavenly Eye Secret Technique lies in using spiritual power to outline a Heavenly Eye divine mark between the eyebrows. By continuously outlining and perfecting the divine mark, it will eventually merge into the Heavenly Eye and become a real existence," Yang Yitan confidently answered the old man's question.

"Yang Ping'an, I also have a question for you. If our Yang family's Heavenly Eye is taken away, what will happen to us?" Old Master Yang nodded and asked Yang Ping'an.

"Before the Heavenly Eye Divine Pattern is perfected, having the Heavenly Eye taken away will cause severe physical and mental damage to the person whose Heavenly Eye is taken away, resulting in a significant decline in strength and making it difficult to break through the current realm."

"If one has mastered the Heavenly Eye Secret Technique, and refined the Heavenly Eye from the real to the illusory, and the Heavenly Eye Divine Marks from the fake to the real, the transformation between the real and the illusory can happen in an instant. Before losing consciousness, it is impossible for it to be taken away." Yang Ping'an answered Old Master Yang's question.

Grandpa Yang nodded with satisfaction, very pleased with the learning efficiency of Yang Ping'an and the other man.

"I have a question: Is there really anyone who has cultivated the Heavenly Eye technique to the point of being able to transform between reality and illusion?" Yang Ping'an had never seen anyone in his family cultivate the Heavenly Eye to that level.

"Grandpa, I also want to know if anyone has cultivated to that level." Yang Yitan also waited curiously for Grandpa Yang's answer.

"That's not what you should be concerned about right now. What you should be doing most right now is cultivating." Old Master Yang changed the subject, thinking of the family's heritage and foundation, and did not directly answer the two people's curiosity.

"Oh." Yang Ping'an and his companion were somewhat disappointed at not getting the answer they wanted, and responded listlessly.

"Focus on your cultivation." Old Master Yang looked at the two troublemakers in front of him with annoyance.