The four walls of the entrance passage of the Dan Cave emitted a faint light, making it not dim at all inside. This made Yang Zitao a little curious about the logistics elder inside. Being able to live in such a place may be an important figure in the outer sect.

So far, Yang Zitao has not understood the meaning of this.

After entering the alchemy cave, Harvard Jie saw the Taoist Master close for the first time. He couldn't help but shake his body slightly and wanted to go forward and kneel down, but he heard Yang Chenyu say lightly: "Harvard Jie, you are very good. You have brought him here, so you can go back first. If there is something wrong, you will call you here."

Harvard Jie didn't say much, and bowed a lot, then turned around and left, and reached the entrance of the cave, but he didn't dare to stay for a moment.

As Harvard Jie left, only Yang Chenyu and Yang Zitao were left in the alchemy cave.

Yang Chenyu didn't say anything, looking at Yang Zitao with his eyes, with a little excited expression. Yang Zitao could only stand there properly, not daring to move any more. Yang Zitao didn't know anything about Elder Yang asking him to come. As soon as he entered the cave, Yang Zitao felt an invisible power permeating. Even under the other party's power, Yang Zitao did not dare to raise his head.

Yang Chenyu looked at the young Taoist priest and thoughts were all over his mind. As expected, from the moment Yang Zitao entered the alchemy cave, Yang Chenyu calculated carefully that although his bloodline branches were blinded by the laws of heaven and could not be found, he could still calculate something.

This boy really has a blood relationship with him. After calculating this point, Yang Chenyu couldn't help but feel a little shocked, and a little excitement was revealed in his eyes. He asked in a slightly trembling voice: "Yang Zitao, who are you? Where are you from? Who are your parents? Let me tell you about the experience before coming to the Qinglong Daotui."

Finally, when Yang Zitao heard Elder Yang ask, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. If he had been silent like this, he would be unable to bear it.

After sorting out his thoughts, Yang Zitao immediately expressed his origins and origins as Yang Chenyu ordered: "Report to Elder Yang. His disciple Yang Zitao's ancestral home is Xiyiba Snake City. Because his parents were doing business, they grew up in Dongbin since childhood. After the demons came, the disciple was separated from his parents when he was less than seven years old. Fortunately, his adoptive father took him in. He then followed his adoptive father to beg for a living. Later, he was chosen by Elder Ha and brought back. His adoptive father also worked in Fengming Town for a living."

After uttering such a long passage of words in one breath, Yang Zitao felt that his mouth was a little dry. After all, he had been in a lot of time in the morning class, so he rushed here and didn't even take a sip of water, so he naturally got dry.

Seeing Yang Zitao's appearance, Yang Chenyu naturally understood. With a wave of his right hand, a teacup flew to Yang Zitao and said lightly: "Drink some water first, don't worry."

Yang Zitao was a little surprised. Elder Yang seemed to be a little different to him. His words were much warmer than before, but Yang Zitao didn't dare to think too much. After thanking him, he took the teacup floating in the air and poured it down with one mouthful. Suddenly, a cool feeling flowed through his throat and the fatigue dissipated in a blink of an eye.

This made Yang Zitao's eyes stay in the teacup for a while. This is probably not an ordinary person.

After drinking that cup of tea, Yang Zitao put down the teacup and continued to say, "My disciple's father is called Yang Caiwu, his mother is called Yang Qingxue, and his grandparents have passed away."

Yang Zitao said this in detail for more than half an hour. Even the grandparents and grandparents lived there, they all said. Just when Yang Zitao said the names of mother, grandmother and grandpa, Yang Chenyu couldn't help but feel inexplicably excited and realized that Yang Zitao's matriarchy was probably connected with him.

After Yang Zitao finished speaking, Elder Yang did not speak, and he did not dare to say much, so he could only wait quietly.

After pondering for a while, Yang Chenyu waved to Yang Zitao: "Come and sit down first."

Yang Zitao was a little confused, but had to follow the order. After he sat down on the cushion beside Yang Chenyu, Yang Chenyu stretched out his right hand and gently touched him on the top of his head. Yang Zitao suddenly felt a dizzy mind and then fell asleep.

Yang Chenyu had a judgment in his mind at this time, but for the sake of caution, he had to verify it, so he fainted Yang Zitao so that he could act.

Yang Chenyu pointed lightly at Yang Zitao, and a drop of scarlet blood beads appeared on Yang Zitao's forehead. Yang Chenyu then pointed and stabbed him, and a drop of blood beads appeared on his forehead. Under Yang Chenyu's control, the two drops of blood beads quickly collided and merged together.

This is the method of recognizing relatives by dropping blood. Compared with the people's mistakes in blood, Yang Chenyu's method of recognizing relatives can accurately identify the distance between the other party and his own bloodline.

To a certain extent, the same ancestor can be found on the entire Yanhuang land until the beginning of human birth. Therefore, this method can be used for Yanhuang humans, but if the blood branches are too different, it will be useless even if it is verified.

As the two drops of blood beads fused together, Yang Chenyu immediately quickly drew several cloud patterns in the air. After the cloud patterns were drawn, they were immediately merged into the blood beads. As the cloud patterns merged into the blood beads, the blood beads immediately emitted light.

Seeing the color of light emitted from the blood beads, Yang Chenyu couldn't help but be excited: "Chinguang, it's indeed the blood relative of the three generations of this deity!"

After casting the spell, the light emitted by this blood bead is divided into seven colors. The red light is the bloodline. The blood relatives within three generations are red, while the orange light is three generations, within six generations, yellow is six generations, and nine generations, and so on. As for purple, most of them will not appear. After all, the light blue is within eighteen generations. All the Yanhuang humans are connected to each other, and their bloodline relationship will never break out of the eighteen generations.

At this point, Yang Chenyu was able to confirm that Tsubasa was his nephew, and the red light was extremely dark, and Yang Zitao's bloodline connection with him would not exceed two generations, which means that the other party must be the son of his brothers and sisters.

In addition, it has been concluded that the other party’s mother has a blood relationship with him, so Yang Zitao’s mother should be his sister.

Suddenly, Yang Chenyu, who had been self-deprecatingly as an orphan since childhood, couldn't help but sit there for a long time and couldn't move. All kinds of emotions of joy and sadness were mixed together, which made Yang Chenyu's eyes shed two lines of clear tears.

After a long time, Yang Chenyu let out a long breath of turbid air and recovered. After waking up, Yang Chenyu couldn't help but feel a little scared. This huge emotional impact almost made him feel unstable and obsessed with it.

From this we can see that even immortals cannot escape the involvement of the world.
Chapter completed!