Mysterious mirror hanging high

Jing Yu had a strange expression on his face as he looked at the gray-robed monk named Yuanji and was suddenly stunned.

Although he had never seen this person before, for some reason, when he observed his expression and movements, he always felt as if he had seen him before.

He cast a detection spell on Gong Qingya and Yuanji respectively. Gong Qingya came up empty-handed with no destiny, but Yuanji was found to have a rare destiny.

"【Karma Body of Past Life】, Grade: Spiritual Grade (Purple)."

"Specific function: The possessor of this fate has one soul and two bodies, possessing two completely different physical bodies. The two bodies are connected in consciousness and intertwined in fate, forming a single person. Either body can be used as the main body, possessing a complete foundation for the immortal path."

"Origin of fate: unknown."

Another spiritual destiny!

And it's five words?

"So fate isn't necessarily just four words?"

"Besides, why is the origin of a spiritual item's destiny [unknown]?"

"Is there no higher destiny? Wasn't this [karmic body of past lives] obtained through the path of enlightenment of previous cultivators?"

Jing Yu's expression was stern, and he muttered to himself: Are the top fortune tellers from the Xianzhou Realm gathering together recently?

The small world of Xianzhou is not even ranked among the billions of lower worlds. It is a deserted place. It is unlikely that the natives of this world will have a destiny of golden immortal level or above. Purple spiritual level is the top destiny. First there was Song Qingya, and then there was Yuanji. I couldn't help but wonder if the attraction of my divine destiny was too strong, which led to such a result.

Song Qingya had already come forward to greet them: "Sister Gong, Master Yuanji, thank you both for coming to our aid. The Song family will always remember this kindness."

Gong Qingya nodded with a smile: "The elders in our family are very close friends, and we young people should also visit each other more often."

Yuanji also put his hands together, saluted, turned to look at Jing Yu, and his expression was slightly stunned.

Gong Qingya turned around and stared coldly at Wang Xieqing: "Little bug, if you want to fight, Gong will accompany you to the end. I want to see if your group of bugs can withstand my [Spirit King Breaking Formation Song]!"

"Great! I've heard of Fairy Qingya's name for a long time. It's better to do it today than to wait for another day..." Wang Xieqing laughed in anger and was about to summon his magic power and release the poisonous insect to compete with Gong Qingya.

"Hey, the Wanfo Auction is about to take place. Private fighting is strictly prohibited throughout the Wanfo Island area. If there are any grudges, we can discuss them outside the island. We still have to give Wanfo Temple some respect."

Instead, Zhang Gengshi came out with a smile to smooth things over and pulled Wang Xieqing aside.

Before Zhang Gengshi finished speaking, a team of law enforcement officers from the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple flew over from afar. Leading them was a sturdy warrior monk holding an iron staff. Seeing the two groups fighting, he couldn't help but say:

"This is within the Wanfo Market area. Private fighting is strictly prohibited! Where did that fluctuation of magical power just now come from? I urge you not to make mistakes!"

"Master, it was just some minor misunderstandings. Now that the misunderstandings have been resolved, there will be no more conflicts." Zhang Gengshi smiled slightly and saluted to the monk.

The law enforcement monk's expression eased slightly, but his tone remained quite cold and stern. "So you're a young master from the Qingmang True Man clan. The Wanfo Temple doesn't care about the feuds between your several major families. Every place has its own rules. Please behave yourselves... Otherwise, not to mention the Jindan family, even if they are direct descendants of the immortal clan, if they break the temple's rules, they will be expelled without distinction!"

Jing Yu listened to this and secretly complained. This law enforcement monk spoke so confidently, but if any direct descendant of the Feng family really caused trouble here, would Wanfo Temple really treat them "equally"?

"Hey, the Ten Thousand Buddhas Auction is coming soon. This place is protected by the Ten Thousand Buddhas Temple, and you, Song Qingya, will be spared." Wang Xieqing sneered, "I want to see if you can stay here forever and not go out at all!"

Then he left with four subordinates.

"Brother Wang, wait a moment."

Zhang Gengshi shook his head, turned around and bowed to the people from the Song family with a smile, then left with the two maids holding swords.

"Huh... finally gone."

Master Yuanji breathed a sigh of relief, stroked his shiny bald head, and said to the law-enforcing monk, "My fellow monk, this matter is over. Thank you for your impartial law enforcement."

The law enforcement monk said politely, "Brother Yuanji, you are too kind. I am just doing my duty."

Then he chanted the Buddha's name and said goodbye to everyone and left.

"Sister Gong, Master Yuanji, how come you arrived so timely?" Song Qingya came forward and asked with a smile.

Gong Qingya glanced at Song Qingya with an unreadable look in her eyes, and whispered:

"The Ten Thousand Buddhas Auction is about to begin, and I came here early. I guessed that the Wang and Zhang families were going to do something, and I heard that the Song family had sent you. I waited and waited, but no one showed up. When I heard that you had arrived on the island, I immediately dragged Master Yuanji with me to come here in a hurry to find you, the killer."

Song Qingya's expression darkened as he said solemnly, "Sister Gong, you..."

Gong Qingya burst out laughing, and raised a slender finger like white jade. As her lips opened and closed, she spoke softly:

"Why do we have to be so hypocritical with each other..."

"Oh, Sister Gong, I forgot to introduce him to you. This is my uncle, my great-uncle, Ye Yulou... I'm sure you've heard of him."

Jing Yu was originally speculating darkly about the relationship between Song Qingya and Gong Qingya, when he was suddenly reminded of it. Seeing that the Gong family's Golden Core Seed had already looked over, he reluctantly bowed and said:

"Greetings, Fairy Qingya. My name is Ye Yulou."

Gong Qingya's eyes sparkled with surprise, and she seemed hesitant. "He's such a talented person..."

"Fellow Daoist, your fundamental magical power is strong and solid, and your magical barrier is as solid as a rock. It's even better than Gong's. No wonder Master Song placed all his treasures on you!"

Gong Qingya then pondered, "What price did the Song family pay to attract such a distinguished figure and marry him to Song Jinghong? Or is it really as the rumors say, that this man is just using the title of the Song family's son-in-law just to borrow a Jindan Daochang to form his elixir?"

"Buddha-honored One! Donor Ye, I don't know why, but when I saw you today, I felt like we were old friends."

Yuanji clasped his hands together, his eyes filled with curiosity, "Is Donor Ye from the Futu Immortal Continent?"

"That's not the case." Jing Yu shook his head, and his expression suddenly changed:

"Hmm? Master Yuanji, are you an ancient Buddhist who practices the art of vow power and incense?"

Jing Yu actually smelled a hint of the scent of vows and incense on the body of the deceased just now!

Yuanji didn't seem to be afraid of being exposed, and just responded with a smile:

"Don't be nervous, Mr. Ye. The Falling Star Sea only forbids the Ancient Buddhists from establishing their own sects and spreading their faith. They don't forbid them from traveling around, right?"