Mysterious mirror hanging high

Two days later, Xuanjingju

Zhao Yuanchen changed into a set of robes for welcoming guests, which made him look much better than usual. However, perhaps because he had gotten up very early, he still looked a little listless. He and Zhao Yuanxi stood at the door on either side, welcoming the foundation-building cultivators who came to attend Jing Yu Xiaoqing.

Ordinary foundation-building cultivators usually have a few affiliated Qi-cultivating cultivators under their command. In such an occasion, it is not impossible that they cannot even gather two Qi-cultivating cultivators. However, Jing Yu likes a quiet life, so Zhao Yuanchen was asked to fill the gap.

But it is not necessarily embarrassing. After all, the personalities of foundation-building cultivators are very strange. Some of them are so eccentric that they stay at home for many years and never go out. Often, their neighbors don't even notice when they pass away. It is relatively normal for Jing Yu to hold a small celebration.

"Sir, please come in."

Zhao Yuanxi was still wearing an ice-blue robe, and today her hair was adorned with a six-sided hairpin carved with ice and snow, making her temperament even more cool and elegant.

However, he kept talking and behaved in a measured manner. He remained neither humble nor overbearing in front of the group of foundation-building cultivators. This made Zhao Yuanchen, who was shrinking like a quail and dared not say a word, feel a rare sense of envy in his heart:

"Damn it, we were born from the same mother, why does my younger sister take all the good things..."

Just as Zhao Yuanchen was complaining in his heart, he looked up at the horizon and saw two beams of light coming at the same time and landing in front of Xuan Jingju.

As the escaping light dissipated, two cultivators, a man and a woman, emerged from it.

The male cultivator had a handsome face, sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, and wore a black robe with gold patterns. It was Yuwen Xiaojin.

And who else could be following behind Yuwen Xiaojin but Wan Lingjun?

"My Lords! My uncle has been waiting in the courtyard for a long time!"

Yuwen Xiaojin and Wan Lingjun were both extraordinary people, and their family backgrounds were top-notch among the foundation-building cultivators. Zhao Yuanxi had no choice but to be cautious, so he led them into the yard himself. After they entered, he returned to the door.

Jing Yu was chatting with several new Foundation Establishment neighbors at the table at this time. They were having a great time when several Foundation Establishment cultivators stood up involuntarily when they saw Yu Wen Xiaojin and Wan Lingjun. Some of them were familiar with each other and came forward to greet them.

"Fellow Daoist Yuwen!"

"Fairy Lingjun, long time no see!"

Yuwen Xiaojin first greeted everyone, then smiled and greeted Jing Yu who was approaching. He held up a small, delicate and intricately patterned alchemy furnace in his hand and said:

"Congratulations to Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing on building the foundation of immortality. I've heard that you're an expert in alchemy. Xiao Jin happens to have a foundation-building alchemy furnace that's been gathering dust. This time, this treasure has finally found a wise owner!"

Jing Yu took the furnace and weighed it briefly, realizing its extraordinary material. He was surprised, "This Yuwen Xiaojin has really invested a fortune! If this foundation-building furnace were to be sold on the market, it would fetch at least two hundred spirit stones. And yet he sent it as a gift just for a small foundation-building celebration... He truly possesses the wealth of Xiaoyao Immortal City's premier family."

The other two foundation-building alchemists present were envious. Although they also had foundation-building furnaces, they did not need such good materials. In order to reduce the depreciation and wear of the foundation-building furnaces, they usually used Qi training-level furnaces when refining ordinary pills.

Wan Lingjun also took out a jade slip and handed it to Jing Yu:

"Master Xuan Jing, this foundation-building alchemy inheritance was carefully selected by me from my master's library. You must study it carefully. If I ask you for an elixir in the future, I will give you a discount."

Jing Yu smiled and said, "Fairy Lingjun is very polite. I will give you a price for relatives and friends when the time comes."

This foundation-building-level alchemy inheritance looks precious, but in fact, there are only a few kinds of elixirs commonly used in the foundation-building period. In addition, copies can be burned at will, so it is much cheaper than tools such as alchemy furnaces, and can be regarded as a standard gift.

"Oh, Lord Yuwen! Please come in!"

At this time, Zhao Yuanxi's voice sounded again at the door. Jing Yu was a little surprised. Yuwen Xiaojin was in the yard at this time. How come another adult from the Yuwen family came?

Wan Lingjun, who was standing beside Yuwen Xiaojin, suddenly realized something and his expression suddenly turned grim: "Master Xuanjing, did you invite that guy over?"

"Ah?" Jing Yu vaguely guessed who the visitor was.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing! Yu Wen Xiaoyan came uninvited. Could you offer me a glass of wine?"

A loud and powerful laugh was heard. Jing Yu and others looked in the direction of the sound and saw a red-haired young man wearing a black robe with gold patterns striding into the courtyard.

The young man's fiery red medium-length hair was particularly eye-catching. He didn't even wear it in a bun. But perhaps due to his physique or other reasons, his hair was not soft. Instead, every strand stood up like a burning flame.

As for his eyebrows and eyes, they are somewhat similar to Yuwen Xiaojin, but compared to Yuwen Xiaojin, his facial lines are a little tougher, and his whole body shows a sharp temperament.

"It turns out that it is Fellow Daoist Yuwen Xiaoyan who has visited my humble home. Xuan Jing is flattered." Jing Yu did not have any grudge against this person, and he did not want to get too involved in the dispute over the head of the Yuwen family, so he naturally greeted him with a smile.

Of course, Jing Yu did not forget to cast a detection spell in front of him. Hearing that Yu Wen Xiaoyan had an "innate Taoist body", Jing Yu was naturally curious about what kind of fate he had.

"【Flame Flower Burns the City】, Grade: Spiritual Grade (Purple)."

"Specific function: The owner of this fate has a natural affinity for fire. The Dantian nurtures the fire of life, which can fly out flames to injure enemies. The power of the flames gradually increases with the realm (the power is guaranteed to be at the foundation)."

"Origin of Fate: Fate [Heaven and Earth Baking Furnace]: A cultivator failed to attain Dao Lord status. He died, his Dao vanished, and his Dao Fruit vanished. His fate returned to Heaven and Earth, and thus [Flames Burning the City] appeared in the world."

"Flames burn the city! Spiritual destiny!"

"This destiny is really powerful. It's the strongest fighting destiny I've ever seen in the early stages!"

"The flames that fly out of the Dantian fire seed are guaranteed to have the power to build a foundation. If Lu Yingzhao, a mortal, encountered them, he would also suffer a bitter defeat..."

Jing Yu's face was calm, but his heart was already in turmoil.

This is the first native of the lower realm that he has seen so far whose destiny has reached the purple spiritual level!

You must know that the Xianzhou Realm is just an inconspicuous small world where the immortal cultivation civilization has just been restarted for 100,000 years. Where are there any decent geniuses of the era?

For a child with such a spiritual destiny, if the immortals from the Immortal Selection Hall had not gone down to the mortal world to experience trials and tribulations, it would probably be more than enough for him to be a son of a plane in a place like the Immortal Continent!

Yuwen Xiaoyan was naturally unaware of Jing Yu's complex thoughts. He flipped his hand and pulled out a jade box from his storage bag, placing it in his palm. He smiled and said, "Xiaoyan doesn't have anything special to offer, but I heard that Fellow Daoist Xuanjing is also an alchemist. I do have a gift that's just right for the occasion."

Jing Yu took the jade box, opened it and saw a cluster of red flames burning inside!

Some of the foundation-building cultivators present exclaimed, "Foundation-building spiritual fire!"