Divine Mountain of the Setting Sun was an ancient and mysterious mountain range. On top of the mountain peak, there was a vast palace that spanned a thousand miles. Just how big the palace was, most likely no one in the world knew.
The Ancient Lingyang Clan was one of the seven ancient families and had been around for countless tens of thousands of years. They belonged to a hidden family and very few people knew about the Ancient Lingyang Clan, but they were the top powers in the world.
Around Divine Mountain of the Setting Sun, there were countless precipitous mountains, filled with clouds and clouds. There were cranes flying, and all sorts of extinct beasts were flying about, playing with each other. It was already a paradise on earth.
Rumble rumble rumble! Rumble rumble rumble!
Thunder rumbled across the horizon and instantly, dark clouds covered the sky. The originally clear sky had turned dark and gloomy and in an instant, heavy rain poured down. The rain fell silently, making this mountain range appear extremely mysterious.
"Why isn't he coming out yet? Has he been born yet?" A middle-aged man wearing a green robe walked around the room uneasily. From his appearance, even when he was young, he was an elegant, unrestrained, and handsome youth.
"Aiya, can you stop wandering around? Stop walking around and let your father see that your eyes are blind!" Behind him was an old man with white hair. The old man furiously roared.
As expected, the green robed man did not dare to sway back and forth when he heard this. He sat down by the side, but his eyes continued to stare fixedly at the room in front of him. Anxiety filled his eyes.
Wow, wow!
Suddenly, the cries of a child could be heard. The middle-aged man and the white-haired old man both let out a sigh of relief as they stared at the house in surprise.
"Congratulations Patriarch and Patriarch. Madam has given birth to a young master." An old mama pushed open the door and walked out with a smile.
"Haha, your father finally has a son!" The middle-aged man laughed as he disappeared from the spot. When he reappeared, he was already in the room.
"Scram to the side! I want to see my grandson!" The white-haired old man also instantly appeared in the room and pushed the green-robed middle-aged man to the side. He took the lead and hugged the infant beside the bed.
"Yue Er, how are you?" Although the green robed man also wanted to hug the baby, he didn't dare to snatch it from the hands of the white haired old man. He helplessly shook his head as he looked at the pale girl on the bed.
Although the lady's face was pale, it was still unable to conceal her beauty. It could be seen that when she was young, she was also a beautiful woman. When the lady saw this, she smiled: "Brother Chen, I'm fine, I want to see Yu Er."
When the white-haired old man heard this, he hurriedly placed the infant in his hand next to the woman. At this moment, the three of them all looked at the infant.
"Yu Er is smiling, he's smiling at us," the green robed middle aged man said happily. At this moment, the baby revealed a sweet smile, then fell asleep.
"Mingyue, you should take care of yourself during this period of time. If there's anything you need to do, let Mo Chen handle it. If you need any rest, I won't disturb you any longer. I'll be leaving first." The white-haired old man smiled gently at the woman on the bed before turning around to leave the room.
The green-robed middle-aged man and the woman on the bed looked at each other and revealed happy smiles.
Before he was even born, his father Ling Yangmochen and mother Tantai Mingyue had already agreed that if the child was a boy, his name would be Lingyang Tengyu, and his meaning would be like a dragon soaring thousands of miles into the sky.
Time flowed. A month had passed, and that day's baby had already reached the full moon.
Today, Ling Yangmochen held a grand feast for his son. Many underworld clans and various great clans came forth one after another to congratulate the Ling Yang Patriarch for winning a son, and even gifted him many treasures.
Although the Ancient Lingyang Clan was not lacking in treasures, facing the gifts that the various families sent over, they all accepted them one by one, and some of the gifts were kept by Tantai Mingyue, while the rest were given to him.
After the various large clans left, the Divine Mountain of the Setting Sun returned to its former tranquility. However, there now appeared to be another mischievous little ghost.
"Young master, slow down and run. Don't fall down!" The two maids cried out anxiously. A blue-clothed child in front of them quickly ran forward.
"It's alright, I'm going to find my mother," the blue-clothed child shouted, waving his chubby little hands and disappearing from the maid's line of sight.
"Mother, I'm coming!" The blue-clothed child quickly ran into a room and shouted happily.
There was a white clothed female in the room. The female looked to be only thirty years old, and she had a smile on her face, like a fairy. She was Lingyang Tengyu's mother, Tantai Mingyue.
"Yu Er, Mother has already told you so many times not to run around. Even if you don't want to listen, look at how tired you are! Come over here, Mother will wipe your forehead clean!" Tantai Mingyue said with slight anger, and then, she carried the blue-clothed child in his arms and carefully wiped the sweat off his forehead.
"Hehe, Yu Er understands. I will definitely not run around randomly next time." The blue-clothed child laughed and said. He did not know how many times he had said that.
Tantai Mingyue also shook his head with a helpless smile. The current Lingyang Tengyu was already six years old, and was running around the courtyard every day, causing the maids to scream in fear, afraid that their young master would fall down.
"Yu Er, in another year, you will be seven years old. When you are seven, you will have to undergo the family's potential test, and you will have to start training then," Tantai Mingyue lovingly touched Lingyang Tengyu's little head. After the test, no matter what his physique was, Lingyang Tengyu would have to start to cultivate, and when that time comes, the time that they would meet would be less.
"Mother, don't worry. Even if I have to cultivate, I will come often to see mother." Lingyang Tengyu patted his chest and guaranteed.
Pausing for a moment, Lingyang Tengyu continued, "Mother, I would like to see the secret manual. Can you lend me a copy?"
Then, he curled his lips and said, "Grandpa Long is so stingy, I went twice and was driven out by him. Heh heh, next time when I go, I must pull out all his beard."
Tantai Mingyue laughed bitterly when he heard this. In the entire Ancient Lingyang Clan, the only person who would dare to pull Master Dragon De's beard was that little brat Lingyang Tengyu.
Master Long De was an elder level figure in the Ling Yang Family, his position was not below Ling Yangmochen, but he could not do anything about the little brat Lingyang Tengyu. He could not hit him, nor could he scold him, and he was always enraged by Lingyang Tengyu.
If he heard that Lingyang Tengyu was going to pull his beard off again, he might even faint from anger.
"Alright, alright. I have a middle Huang grade secret manual here. Take it back and take a look. However, you can't just randomly practice it, okay?" Tantai Mingyue dotingly patted Lingyang Tengyu's head, and then handed over a light blue booklet to Lingyang Tengyu.
After he was done, he was a little worried, afraid that Lingyang Tengyu would randomly cultivate, and if that happened, his body would be in trouble, thus he gave her a stern warning.
"I understand, mother is the best. I will be going back first, and when I have time, I will come over to see mother again." Lingyang Tengyu hugged the light blue notebook, and quickly ran out of Tantai Mingyue's room.
Lingyang Tengyu carried the light blue booklet and quickly returned to his own residence. The six year old Lingyang Tengyu already had her own residence, which was close to Tantai Mingyue's residence.
After that, Lingyang Tengyu impatiently opened the small book and started to look through its contents.