Mysterious mirror hanging high

After saying that, he flipped his right hand, took out a jade bottle from his storage bag, held it in his palm, and handed it over:

"A bottle of ten [Yin Yang Yu Jiao Dragon Tiger Heavenly Harmony Pills], which have some fertility benefits. I hope you two will accept them."

Yu Wenxiaojin's smile was a little forced. Just as he was about to reach out to take it, he saw a flash of light before his eyes, and the bottle of precious pill had fallen into Hu Yueqiu's hands.

The plump Yue Qiu Zhenren smiled faintly and said softly, "Thank you for the trouble, Xuan Jing. This pill is very rare on the market and it's hard to find one on a normal day. It's just right for me."

"I dare not, I dare not. As a real person who has attained the Golden Elixir Realm, it is good that you can still accept this kind of foundation-building elixir." Jing Yu laughed.

Wan Lingjun, who was sitting behind Jing Yu, also stood up, his expression evasive, holding up a jade box, and said in a trembling voice:

"I wish...I wish Brother Yuwen and Senior Sister...a long...a long life..."

"Grow old together! Be united in love forever!" Jing Yu sighed secretly in his heart and finished the blessing speech on the side.

Yuwen Xiaojin remained silent, but Hu Yueqiu took Wan Lingjun's gift and said softly:

"Little Junior Sister, Senior Sister is dull in talent and can only produce low-grade elixirs. Her life's journey has come to an end. Master now has only one hope in you, and only you can inherit Master's legacy."

"Senior Sister only hopes that you will make progress courageously and diligently, and not be hindered by worldly love and affection, as that would be a disappointment to Master."

Wan Lingjun shuddered and lowered his head, saying, "Lingjun knows what's going on."

Afterwards, Yuwen Xiaojin and Hu Yueqiu apologized and went to greet other guests.

Wan Lingjun fell into the chair and gloomily drank the bitter and acrid spiritual drink that she had gotten from somewhere.

Jing Yu couldn't bear to see this, and gathered her sleeves and said quietly, "Fairy Lingjun, why are you acting like this? It's just that your sweetheart is getting married to someone else! It's not a big deal..."

Wan Lingjun said in distress: "Master Xuan Jing, don't you have a sweetheart?"

"Of course I have." Jing Yu smiled, "But it was a long time ago."

"Oh? What happened next? Did you break up too?"

Jing Yu touched his chin and said, "Well, we two finally separated by Yin and Yang..."

Wan Lingjun paused in his toast, his expression slightly unnatural, and his tone was a little apologetic:

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know your sweetheart had passed away. I think I've touched on your heartbreak."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter."

Jing Yu didn't explain, but he wasn't lying. He and his girlfriend from his previous life were indeed separated by the Yin and Yang. However, contrary to Wan Lingjun's expectations, he was the one who died...

"There's no need to worry too much about Fairy Lingjun. In fact, what Master Yueqiu just said makes sense. The fairy has extraordinary aptitude for the immortal path, and is extremely compatible with your sect's cultivation method. She is Master Yuehua's chosen disciple, and she has a promising future and a promising path to immortality."

Jing Yu said tactfully, "If you focus more on your cultivation, it's not impossible for you to achieve a top-grade elixir. Even in the righteous world of immortal cultivation, seniority is still determined by your cultivation level. If Fairy Lingjun achieves Golden Core True Person or even Yuanying True Lord in the future, this matter may not be hopeless."

Wan Lingjun fiercely took another big gulp of the spiritual drink and said through gritted teeth, "Master Xuan Jing, what you said makes sense."

"Master Yuehua has arrived!"

Jing Yu turned around and saw Master Yuehua walking in with a stern look on his face.

Now that Yuwen Baoding is missing, and Yuehua Zhenren is Hu Yueqiu's master, she is the only one qualified to preside over their wedding.

Jing Yu looked at Yuwen Xiaojin and Hu Yueqiu who were paying homage to Master Yuehua, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart:

"It's said that Master Yuehua and Yuwen Baoding were once a pair of Taoist lovers that everyone admired. However, for some unknown reason, they later parted ways and became ordinary Taoist friends within the alliance. Now that Yuwen Xiaojin and Hu Yueqiu have become a couple, in a sense, they have rekindled their past relationship."

The wedding banquet lasted for several hours. Due to the huge influence of the Yuwen family and the lineage of True Man Yuehua in Xiaoyao Immortal City, almost half of the cultivators in the city participated in the celebration of the wedding, which relieved the panic atmosphere caused by the approaching armies of the four major sects.

When Jing Yu returned to Xuanjingju, he saw that there were already guests in his courtyard. Zhao Yuanxi, dressed in an ice-blue robe, was sitting in the main seat with no expression on his face. Sitting below him was an old man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face.

"Zhao Mingfu?" Jing Yu was slightly surprised for a moment, but quickly regained his composure.

This old man turned out to be his seventh brother Zhao Mingfu.

Seeing Jing Yu return, Zhao Yuanxi stood up from his seat, bowed, and quietly withdrew, leaving Zhao Mingfu standing there awkwardly, feeling a little bewildered.

Jing Yu ignored him and walked past Zhao Mingfu and sat in the main seat. He took out a pot of spiritual tea from his storage bag and drank it slowly.

When Zhao Mingfu's expression gradually became embarrassed, Jing Yu finally spoke:

"What are you here for?"

Zhao Mingfu's old face finally felt relieved, and he bowed respectfully and said:

"Greetings, Master Xuan Jing! I'm grateful to you for putting aside past grudges and saving Ming Fu's life in the Langhuo Blessed Land. I also obtained the Foundation Establishment Elixir. Now my injuries have fully recovered..."

"This time I came here specifically to express my gratitude to you..."

Zhao Mingfu took out a small hammer with a shining silver light from his storage bag. Jing Yu took a quick look at it with his divine sense and knew that this hammer was just a mid-grade magic weapon. Even among mid-grade magic weapons, it was made of the worst material. It was barely enough for cultivators in the late stage of Qi training to use it. The price of it on the market was at most twenty spirit stones.

These twenty or so spirit stones are naturally a huge sum of money for Zhao Mingfu, who is now trapped in his cave, heavily in debt and living in poverty, but they are nothing to Jing Yu.

So Jing Yu didn't accept it, but said calmly: "I've already said it before, I saved you to fulfill my promise to Master Wu. Now we owe each other nothing, and besides..."

Jing Yu sneered, "Zhao Mingfu, I watched you grow up. The moment you lifted your butt, I knew what you were going to say. You're a heartless person, and now you're trying to repay me with gratitude?"

Even though Zhao Mingfu was already a 78-year-old old man, his face turned red when he was scolded by his sixth brother. However, due to the huge gap in their cultivation levels and the fact that he needed help from others, he could only hum and groan and could not utter a word.

"Sixth brother, you have a keen eye. I really came to visit you on a mission..."

"Who is your sixth brother? Shouldn't a Qi training cultivator address a Foundation Establishment cultivator as "Sir"?"

"Sir!" Zhao Mingfu gritted his teeth and said, "I am now seventy-eight years old. I only have two years left before the Qi training cultivator's Qi and blood decline and meridians become exhausted. I have practiced diligently for decades and have barely reached the threshold of the ninth level of Qi training."

"It's just that I'm short of money right now. I just hope that you will remember our past kindness and lend me a [Genuine Foundation Establishment Pill]. If I can help you build an immortal foundation with just a little practice, I will definitely repay you tenfold!"