The interior of the hall was completely different from what he had imagined. There was no grand and imposing layout, only some small courtyards in the forest and the simplest stone path.
Beneath his feet, there were crisscrossing paths, and from time to time, there would be several paths. Yang Qingxuan did not know which path to take. He observed for a while and thought to himself that it was better to be safe and not be reckless. "I am Yang Qingxuan, and I am here to pay my respects to Lord Dao Ancestor."
A faint voice sounded, "Follow your feelings."
Yang Qingxuan was speechless. Was this a test of his feelings?
The person who spoke was most likely the Dao Ancestor, so he could not refute. He immediately closed his eyes and began to carefully feel these paths.
Soon, he had a strange feeling. These stone paths all led to different energy zones. There were peaceful, chaotic, harmonious, violent, strange, and so on. They were all different.
He chose the quietest path and walked along it. Whenever there was a difference of opinion, he would choose the quietest path.
After waiting for a while, he arrived at a pavilion. An old man was holding a fan and boiling water to make tea. He looked amiable, just like an ordinary old man from the countryside.
Yang Qingxuan was shocked and did not dare to be negligent. This was the first time in his history that he was facing a supreme being. He did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly went forward to pay his respects. "Greetings, Lord Dao Ancestor."
The old man smiled and waved his palm-leaf fan: "Do you think you're very lucky to have found the right path?"
Yang Qingxuan was stunned. After thinking for a while, he replied, "No."
The old man said, "Oh? Are these your true thoughts? I don't like people who pretend to be cool. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "Indeed, because every path is the right path. No matter what I do, I will meet you in the end."
The old man's eyes flashed and he asked, "How do you know?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "In my opinion, the choice of these paths is just a test of my choice of energy attribute. There is no difference in energy attribute. That is to say, no matter which path I choose, it will be right. Moreover, I am the person you summoned. No matter how I go, you will appear in front of me. "
"Haha," the old man laughed. "Interesting."
He pointed at the stone bench in front of him with his palm-leaf fan and said, "Do it."
Then, he picked up the iron teapot and used a simple tea set to brew a cup of light green tea, placing it in front of Yang Qingxuan.
Yang Qingxuan didn't stand on ceremony. He picked it up and slowly tasted it until it was empty.
The old man asked, "How is it?"
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Other than 'very good', what else do you want me to say?"
The old man said, "I would like to hear your more detailed feelings."
Yang Qingxuan shook his head. "Tea is good, but I'm not in the mood. If the tea doesn't match my mood, then it's not good. Let's not talk about it."
The old man asked, "Then how do you feel right now?"
Yang Qingxuan said, "Worry."
The old man smiled and said, "You are indeed special. You didn't disappoint me."
Yang Qingxuan said, "Too? Does that mean that there are still some who are disappointed? "
The old man said, "No, whether we are truly disappointed or not depends on the result. Even if you chop me three times now, I will only be partially disappointed in you. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "The result you are referring to is the Supreme Realm?"
The old man nodded and looked at him seriously.
Yang Qingxuan laughed involuntarily and said, "Then you should be completely disappointed now. You know better than me the probability of me obtaining the Supreme Realm."
The old man sighed and said, "How could I not know? But the Heavenly Dao is insignificant. Even the Supreme Realm is unpredictable. For example, thirty thousand years ago, the Sage King Li Yunxiao's probability of obtaining the Supreme Realm was even lower than yours now. "
Yang Qingxuan said, "I can try, but if you put your hopes on me, it would be too childish."
The old man said, "If it wasn't for Xuan Tianji's recommendation, I naturally wouldn't have any hope for you."
Realization dawned on Yang Qingxuan. No wonder the Dao Ancestor wanted to see him. He smiled wryly and said, "Xuan Tianji is a strange person. You can't believe what he says."
The old man glanced at him. "Oh?" He poured himself a cup of tea.
Yang Qingxuan said, "I've known him for a long time. He always appears with all kinds of inexplicable identities and does some inexplicable things. Until now, I still know nothing about him."
The old man took a sip of tea and said slowly, "The Heavenly Palace of Samsara is no ordinary place. Perhaps it's because he's so strange that I believe him even more. There's no need to feel any psychological burden during this minor divine tribulation. Fighting for the Supreme Realm is naturally up to fate. Survival is secondary. If you can't obtain the Supreme Realm, you can come back alive and contribute to the human race by killing a few more outsiders. "
Yang Qingxuan didn't expect the Dao Ancestor to be so direct. He didn't know what to say, so he replied, "Yes."
The old man waved his palm-leaf fan in the air, stirring up a gust of wind. As it spun, a thick set of armor appeared within, rolling with a heavy metallic luster.
All of a sudden, the armor made a cracking sound as it unraveled and formed into a strange sphere. Then, it shrank rapidly and flew in front of Yang Qingxuan.
"I don't have much to give you, so consider this Armor of Heaven and Earth as a meeting gift. It'll increase your chances of survival. Refine it well in the meantime."
Yang Qingxuan could feel the intense energy emanating from the sphere. He held it with both hands and said happily, "Thank you, Dao Ancestor."
The old man waved his fan. "Go see the Human Emperor."
With that, he lay down on a chair and covered his face with his palm-leaf fan, as if he was about to fall asleep.
Yang Qingxuan didn't dare disturb him any longer. He bowed and retreated.
On the way back, there was only one stone path. There were no more forks.
Yang Qingxuan left the palace very quickly.
Rao Yi looked at him in shock. "So fast?"
Yang Qingxuan grunted. Just as he was about to say something, Rao Yi hurriedly said, "Let's leave first."
The two of them turned into streaks of rainbow light and flew out of the palace in a flash.
The old man in the garden picked up his palm-leaf fan and waved it a few times. His eyes were cloudy, as if he was thinking about something.
A white figure walked out from the void. It was Xuan Tianji. He sat in front of him and took another teacup. After filling it to the brim, he drained it in one gulp.
Xuan Tianji smiled at the old man. He asked, "How was it?"
The old man pondered for a while, then suddenly smiled. "Other than 'very good', what else do you want to hear from me?"
Xuan Tianji also smiled. He said, "I want to hear your more detailed feelings."
The old man said, "You're a good person, but I'm in a bad mood. My feelings are very chaotic. There's no need to say anything."
Xuan Tianji smiled. He put down the teacup and stood up to leave.
The old man said, "You're leaving just like that?"
Xuan Tianji took out a few copper coins and placed them on the table as payment for the tea.
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