The family cultivates immortality and starts with a jade book.

Ziyue Mountain has a peak of thousands of feet, with lush trees and flowers. Various spiritual beasts are galloping and jumping, and groups of spiritual birds are soaring and dancing, creating a vibrant and exuberant atmosphere.

Halfway up the mountainside, strands of spiritual energy are lingering and floating. Here is the only second-level spiritual vein in Ziyue Mountain, and it is also where the Purple Moon Wolf Pond is located.

In mid-air, Yang Tianyou sat cross-legged on the twin knives that were magnified seven or eight times, with a happy expression on his face as he lowered his eyes to admire the beautiful scenery below.

"Purple Moon Mountain is still so beautiful, aren't you right, Fengling?"

"Ouch..."

"Do you think Langtan is the most beautiful? No, no, no, the Huajian Xiaozhu is the most beautiful."

"Ouch..."

One person and one wolf were arguing and slowly landed outside a courtyard.

Green bricks and green tiles, ancient vines and yellow flowers.

The familiar building made Yang Tianyou feel a little confused, but Feng Ling next to him couldn't wait any longer and ran in happily.

After passing through the front hall and the corridor, Yang Tianyou came to a large medicinal garden.

At this time, under the pavilion, a beautiful woman in green looked at him with a smile. Beside the beautiful woman, Feng Lingzheng sat there like a human, gnawing on a piece of plump spiritual meat.

"Mother!"

Yang Tianyou called softly.

Duan Hongyu waved, and Yang Tianyou hurried over.

Touching her son's cheek, Duan Hongyu showed a little distress on her face, "I have lost a lot of weight!"

"In the eyes of mothers, sons are always thin."

Yang Tianyou joked.

"That's not true. As a mother, I only have a son like you. If you don't feel sorry for me, who do you feel sorry for?"

Onion Baiyu pointed at Yang Tianyou's forehead, and Duan Hongyu said angrily.

Mother and son were affectionate for a while. Duan Hongyu asked Yang Tianyou to have a good rest, while she ran to the kitchen to get busy. Her son had not been back for nearly a year, so Duan Hongyu decided to make up for it.

In the elixir garden, the front is colorful and the back is golden. The two completely different landscapes blend into each other, creating a unique sense of beauty.

Yang Tianyou strolled among them, picking a flower from time to time and putting it in his mouth to chew carefully. The sweetness in his mouth made him feel like he was back in his childhood. His mother often used these spiritual flowers to make various snacks for him. It tasted so good.

Suddenly, a swarm of bees the size of a fingertip flew over. The wind spirit nearby hurriedly hid behind Yang Tianyou and poked his head around.

"You, if you hadn't stolen someone's honey last time, you wouldn't have been stung so badly."

Speaking of this, Yang Tianyou still couldn't help laughing when he thought about it.

Especially when I recall that Fengling's body has almost doubled in size, it is even more joyful.

"Ouch..."

After passing through various elixirs and flowers, Yang Tianyou came to a rice field.

At this moment, the spiritual rice in the rice fields is almost mature, and the strong fragrance of rice is overflowing. The golden-grained rice with full grains is swaying in the wind, and the heavy ears of rice make people feel extremely satisfied.

Looking at the three acres of golden-grained rice in front of him, Yang Tianyou couldn't help but show a somewhat moved expression.

Golden Pattern Rice is a first-level, middle-grade metallic spiritual rice, suitable for people who practice metallic techniques.

Mother Duan Hongyu and father Yang Qiongchu both practiced earth-based techniques, so it goes without saying who these three acres of golden-grained rice were for.

It is said that immortals are ruthless, but Yang Tianyou rarely feels this way. Whether it is his parents or his brothers and sisters in the family, his uncles and uncles all care about him very much. Sometimes, even if they give strict admonitions, they are just for his own good.

After visiting the elixir garden, it was already evening. At this time, Yang Qiongchu, the father, who learned that his son was back, also put down his family duties and hurried back.

"Have you reached the fifth level of Qi training? Okay, okay, it seems that my son has not neglected his training!"

His father's focus was always different from his mother's. Seeing Yang Tianyou break through to the fifth level of Qi training, Yang Qiongchu's already excited mood became even more relaxed.

"I heard that you, Tianxue and Tianwang have made great contributions to the family?"

After sitting down, Yang Qiongchu asked with a smile.

"Yes, this is what happened..."

As Yang Tianyou spoke eloquently, Yang Qiongchu nodded from time to time. Especially when he heard that Yang Tianyou killed the monk at the eighth level of Qi training, he stood up excitedly and cheered repeatedly.

"It's all good, it's all taught by you, the father, and yet you dare to fight with an eighth-level Qi practitioner even though you're only at the fifth level of Qi training, how dangerous it is!"

Duan Hongyu, who was bringing the plate over at this moment, heard the conversation between the two men and suddenly put the plate on the table with a pale face.

Seeing this, Yang Tianyou and his son did not dare to say anything. This shows who is in charge in this family.

"God bless you, don't dare to do this kind of thing again in the future. Mom is not against you fighting with others. After all, it is inevitable for immortal cultivators to fight, but like before, fighting with people at three levels is inevitable. , it’s better not to have any more, my mother only has your son, if something happens to you, how will my mother survive?”

As she said that, Duan Hongyu's eyes were slightly red. It was obvious that Yang Tianyou's behavior before had really scared her.

Seeing this, Yang Tianyou and Yang Qiongchu hurriedly comforted each other. The former repeatedly stated that this situation would not happen again, and then they revealed the matter.

Duan Hongyu continued to be busy, and one plate after another of delicacies was brought to the table, each plate made of precious spiritual materials.

The three-tailed green pepper fish in the middle is made from a whole middle-grade spiritual fish, and the ingredients alone cost more than a dozen spiritual stones.

Not to mention, Duan Hongyu, a talented chef, personally cooks it. It is absolutely delicious, delicious and has an excellent nourishing effect.

Finally, a bowl of golden rice with golden patterns was placed in front of Yang Tianyou. The rice grains were like citrine, with distinct grains, and mixed with snow-white flowers. They were the egg whites of Huayunniao, steamed together with the golden rice. After preparation, the taste is tender and smooth, and the taste is excellent.

Looking at the sumptuous dishes in front of him, Yang Tianyou swallowed his saliva.

Speaking of which, I haven't eaten the food cooked by my mother for a year, and I really miss her.

"Eat, I'm a blessing to you. If your kid hadn't come back, I don't know when I would have had such a meal."

Yang Qiongchu's tone was quite resentful, but when Duan Hongyu rolled his eyes, he quickly smiled and continued to eat.

Seeing his father's embarrassment, Yang Tianyou had a smile in his eyes, then picked up the white jade chopsticks and took a bite of fish first.

It melts in the mouth and tastes extremely delicious. After it penetrates into the stomach, it is quickly transformed into a mellow and moist spiritual energy and is absorbed by the body.

Worthy of being a top-grade spiritual chef, this three-tailed green pepper fish is no less valuable than two or three spiritual elixirs of the same grade. What’s even more valuable is that the spiritual power transformed by the spiritual meal is easier to It is absorbed by the human body and will not produce additional erysipelas.

Therefore, the status of the spiritual chef is only lower than that of the spiritual alchemist.