Mysterious mirror hanging high

The Feng family's current first direct descendant is said to be an extremely rare dual spiritual root of wind and thunder. His escape speed is almost infinitely close to that of a Jindan cultivator. The sword intent he cultivates is also very different from that of his ancestor Feng Qijie. It is not the meaning of a strong wind that can crush everything in its path, but extreme speed.

In terms of age, Feng Lingye is ten years younger than Jing Yu, so he should be 127 years old. This is the result of his continuous consolidation of his foundation. If Feng Qijie had not suppressed him, it is possible that he would have reached the stage of Dan at the age of 120.

In the entire Red Dust Sea, if there is anyone who can form the [Purple Qi Golden Pill], the first person that almost all cultivators think of must be Feng Lingye.

"Old Immortal, the title of Sword Immortal can only be inherited by a peerless genius who has become famous throughout the world during the Nascent Soul or Golden Core stages. The title of 'Xiaofeng Sword Immortal' is absolutely unworthy of me. You can just call me Ling Ye."

Feng Lingye smiled implicitly. His behavior was now well-behaved and graceful, showing his excellent personal cultivation. Coupled with his unrestrained and handsome appearance, Jing Yu had a very good first impression of him.

Song Jianxu just laughed when he heard this: "It's only a matter of time."

However, he was also quick to follow the advice and immediately changed the subject, saying, "Friend Feng, I came here today to actually visit the True Lord... I wonder if the True Lord is free at this moment?"

Feng Lingye said, "My master guessed that Master Song was coming and waited for him at [Tingfeng Cliff] long ago. Master Song, please move on..."

"well……"

Song Jianxu replied submissively, then turned to Jing Yu and said, "Meeting the True Lord is a major event, so I will go myself this time. You and Master Black Tiger wait here, I'll be back soon."

Feng Lingye hurriedly said, "Master Song, you've been to Tingfeng Island a few times, haven't you? I think you're familiar with the roads. You can go to Tingfeng Cliff on your own to find my master. I'll stay here to accompany you two distinguished guests."

After Song Jianxu left, Master Heihu also chanted a Buddhist name and said that he wanted to go for a stroll in the market under the jurisdiction of the Feng family. Only Jing Yu and Feng Lingye were left standing on one of the countless islands and reefs outside Tingfeng Island.

"This fellow Taoist has a deep foundation!"

Feng Lingye looked at Jing Yu with some curiosity. In his early years, he traveled all over the Red Dust Sea and defeated all the direct descendants of various aristocratic families. He asked himself whether he should be invincible in terms of combat power in the Foundation Establishment Realm. He was even confident that he could escape with his life from the hands of a Jindan cultivator.

But now, he felt an unprecedented sense of threat from the young man in front of him. Even the magic sword on his back seemed to tremble slightly, as if it would be unsheathed to meet the enemy at any time!

He understood that this was an automatic warning generated by his extremely sharp spiritual perception, and it made him curious about the background of the monk in front of him.

Feng Lingye was sizing up Jing Yu, and wasn't Jing Yu also observing the Feng family's greatest prodigy of the past millennium? He remained expressionless, yet within, he was secretly astonished by this man's foundation in the immortal path, as well as his undisguised, supreme swordsmanship. He could even faintly hear the melodies of wind and thunder.

"He has a solid foundation and isn't too far away from me. His sword intent is even more rare. Not to mention its power, the most terrifying thing is that this sword intent is so compatible with him, as if it was born from the womb..."

"Just now, the Immortal respectfully addressed him as the Little Wind Sword Immortal, and said that his advancement to the Nascent Soul True Lord was only a matter of time. It wasn't entirely flattery, but perhaps it was tinged with sincerity."

"As for combat prowess, if I were to fight him to the death, I'm afraid it would be quite a struggle... He's far superior to that useless Huangfu Zhengqi, who is also a direct descendant of the immortal clan but relies solely on his family's heirloom sword and spirit pet to bully others."

"Even their qualities are not on the same level." Looking at the polite Feng Lingye, Jing Yu actually thought of Huangfu Zhengqi, the arrogant and unlucky guy first.

However, he had just used the mysterious mirror to secretly detect and found that Feng Lingye did not have any fate, which surprised him a little.

"Although there's no destiny, it's not necessarily a bad thing... Cultivators who have achieved great success in the world don't necessarily have destiny. Without destiny, there's less of a pull from fate. Their path isn't like someone with destiny being largely defined, but rather, it opens up infinite possibilities."

Jing Yu thought of this and said:

"My name is Ye Yulou, and I have long heard of the great name of [Wind and Thunder Sword]."

"It turns out to be Fellow Daoist Ye!"

Feng Lingye nodded in sudden realization, "I think you'll be forming a pill soon, right? No wonder Master Song is so eager for this. A first-rate figure like you is more than enough to be the face of our clan!"

Jing Yu smiled and asked, "Fellow Daoist Feng, I see that your cultivation is now close to perfection. I think you will soon reach the stage of forming a pill!"

"That's been going on for the past few years." Feng Lingye shook his head. "I'm ready anytime, but the elders in the clan always say there's no regrets after the pill is completed. They just hope to consolidate the foundation. This little bit of time is not a big deal. We need to put in some pressure a little more."

“If Fellow Daoist Feng were to form a pill, there would surely be spiritual clouds covering hundreds of miles, and the purple energy of Heavenly Dao would come to congratulate him on his success. This is something that ordinary cultivators cannot compare to.”

Unexpectedly, Feng Lingye sighed and said, "The [Purple Qi Golden Pill] is hard to come by. Who can guarantee it? Right now, I only have a 50% to 60% chance of getting it."

He raised his eyes and glanced at Jing Yu. "Fellow Daoist, you might have such an opportunity... It's a pity that you are about to form a golden elixir. If you fight in the near future, your mana will inevitably fluctuate, which will affect the quality of your golden elixir. Otherwise, Ling Ye would really like to have a sparring match with you!"

"Fellow Taoist is so complimentary."

One of them is a kind elder with a wide circle of friends and a good reputation in the fairy city, and the other is a fairy noble who has a strict family tradition and is well versed in rules and etiquette since childhood. Naturally, they get along very well.

After praising each other for a while, they actually felt like they were old friends.

By the time Song Jianxu and Master Heihu arrived, a full hour had passed. The two of them reluctantly stopped their conversation.

Song Jianxu returned with a calm expression, and it was impossible to tell what emotion he had expressed. Although Jing Yu was curious about what he had said to Master Feng, since Song Jianxu didn't say anything, he could only keep his doubts in his heart.

"Let's go to the Hui people."

Ever since Song Jianxu met Feng Qijie, the True Lord of the Nascent Soul Realm, he had become rather frugal with words. He refused to say a single word and fled back to Xingluo Island with Jing Yu.

When the three of them returned to Xingluo Island, Master Black Tiger did not join the battle formation, but said goodbye and left:

"Buddha-honored One, Master Song, take care. I'm going to the Gong family to discuss with Fellow Daoist Gong when to come and help..."

"Excuse me, Master."

After bidding farewell to Master Black Tiger, Song Jianxu and Jing Yu flew up Guachou Mountain and quickly entered the Song family's territory. However, they discovered that the Song family, which had been fine before, had returned from a tour, and every household was draped with white silk. It seemed that someone of high status had passed away during this period...