Mysterious mirror hanging high

Seeing Jing Yu's familiar face, Yuwen Xiaojin rubbed his eyes and thought to himself, "It seems that I have been exhausted recently. Not only am I hallucinating, but I'm also having some visual hallucinations..."

"wrong!"

Yu Wenxiao's Jinlingtai suddenly became clear and he said blankly, "It's really a mysterious mirror!"

Thirty years ago, when he rushed to the battlefield of Houtu Sect, he was still in the initial stage of foundation building. How could he have formed a golden elixir after thirty years?

Even an old monster who has been reincarnated and cultivated again can't be this fast!

At this moment, Master Chengming's pupils shrank, and he also remembered Jing Yu: "Are you... Taoist Xuanjing? The alchemist?"

When Master Chengming said this, many of the monks who were watching remembered Jing Yu. There was a loud bang in the crowd, and exclamations broke out. Then everyone whispered:

"Master Xuanjing? Is it really him?"

"Who is this?" A young Qigong cultivator asked hurriedly, confused.

"This person was once a well-known alchemist in Xiaoyao Immortal City. It is said that his talent was not very good. He only established his foundation when he was over seventy years old. Decades ago, he had friendships with the two young masters of the Yuwen family..."

"Later, he was recruited to participate in the great war between good and evil in the Tiannan Demon Realm. It is said that he got a chance, was taken away by a secret realm, and disappeared..."

"When he disappeared, he was only at the initial stage of foundation building. Now he should be only about 140 years old. How come he has already reached the stage of forming a pill?"

"Forming a pill at the age of one hundred and forty? Isn't this a peerless genius?"

A foundation-building cultivator exclaimed, the Qi-cultivating cultivators didn't think it was a big deal, but ordinary foundation-building cultivators who had experienced being stuck in a small realm for fifty, sixty, or even a hundred years without making any progress, knew what it meant to form a pill at the age of one hundred and forty!

Haven’t you seen that the current head of the Yuwen family, Yuwen Xiaojin, is now over two hundred years old and has built his foundation for many years. In order to pursue a higher quality of golden elixir, he still has to continue to polish his foundation and search for spiritual objects and secret methods to form the elixir, and is reluctant to form the elixir?

"Uncle..."

Zhao Yuanxi had learned about Jing Yu's imminent return in the Lingming Stone Embryo as early as now. It was Jing Yu's instruction that she stood up and rebuked Master Chengming.

But after all, I hadn't met Jing Yu, and I was always worried and uneasy. Now that I had met the real person and saw Jing Yu's real Jindan cultivation, I felt relieved. I felt that the cautiousness I had maintained for the past thirty years had suddenly disappeared, and the bottleneck between the early and middle stages of foundation building had actually loosened a little...

"That old alchemist who just built his immortal foundation at the age of seventy has also formed a pill!"

A trace of jealousy inexplicably rose in the heart of Master Chengming. He had experienced countless hardships in his early years, and had walked through countless thorns and taken countless detours... He even did something as unethical as killing his brother, just to seek the path to the golden elixir, and only then did he barely form the elixir.

The old Taoist Xuan Jing in front of him now has mediocre talent and comprehension, except for his appearance, which is somewhat acceptable. In what way is he better than him?

How come the golden elixir was formed silently?

"It's rumored that this person was taken into a secret realm and has been missing ever since. What kind of opportunity and inheritance did he receive in that secret realm that allowed him to cultivate so smoothly?"

Cheng Ming Zhenren's eyes rolled around, and a bit of greed emerged in his heart: "Hehe, this person's talent is average, and he formed the elixir so hastily, so it must be only a low-grade elixir... But the opportunity inheritance he carries is real!"

"Master now has almost complete control over the Xiaoyao League. He has several mid-stage Jindan elders waiting to be dispatched, and he himself is a late-stage Jindan Great True Person. Wouldn't it be easy for him to control a mere early-stage Jindan cultivator?"

"It's a good opportunity to take advantage of the fact that his younger generation has offended me first, lure him out, capture him, and then interrogate him about the opportunity!"

Cheng Ming Zhenren, who thought he had a plan, let out a faint sneer. "I was wondering who it was, it turns out to be Taoist Xuan Jing! Back then, you left the battlefield without reporting to the authorities, which was already an act of desertion! How dare you show up again today? Do you think the laws of the Xiaoyao Alliance don't apply retroactively?"

Jing Yu gathered his sleeves and smiled, "I think after today's incident, the laws of the Xiaoyao League are truly dead in name only. How dare you bring up such trivial matters from thirty years ago?"

"Since you like to bring up old things so much, let's just do it properly."

A murderous look gradually emerged on Jing Yu's face. "Thirty years ago, I was a diligent and renowned alchemist refining pills in the rear, yet you found an excuse to send me to the front lines. How can I settle this account?"

"If we're not from the same family, we shouldn't enter the same house... Both of them are so good at making random attacks!"

Cheng Ming Zhenren shouted, "Master Xuan Jing! You fled during the war. According to the law, you should be executed. However, considering that cultivation is not easy and you have achieved the golden elixir, you must be escorted to the Heavenly Prison to await trial... Why don't you surrender!"

After Master Chengming finished speaking, the [Earth Spirit Shuttle] flew out again and was about to take action immediately.

Yuwen Xiaojin was afraid that Jing Yu would suffer a loss, so he quickly said, "Three ladies!"

"Chengming! Xuan Jing left for a reason. What crime can you accuse him of? You're going to attack me again today. Are you assuming we don't exist?"

Lightning flashed around Bo Lei, and a mysterious thunder sword was ready to be used. Hu Yueqiu and Qiu Zhiyun beside him also summoned their own life-saving magic weapons, ready to rush to Jing Yu's aid at any time.

However, the several Jindan cultivators of the Xiaoyao League who were originally watching the battle instantly locked their aura firmly on Bo Lei and his companions. As long as they dared to take action, a melee would surely break out!

"Oops!"

Bo Lei had the best foundation and the strongest fighting power, yet she was being targeted by two Xiaoyao League Jindan cultivators, one of whom was even in the middle Jindan stage. Cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and she thought to herself, "The enemy is strong, and we are weak. The disparity in fighting power is too great... I'm afraid this matter today will not end peacefully!"

But the next moment, Jing Yu's calm and leisurely voice was heard:

"Fellow Daoists, there's no need to intervene. This kind of paper-made golden elixir... I'm enough on my own."

Cheng Ming Zhenren sneered and said, "How shameless..."

But the next moment, his pupils shrank, and he saw Jing Yu just standing there quietly. Suddenly, a simple and ancient mirror appeared above his head, and a clear light of Dharma gushed out, enveloping him.

"Such a strong detention force... What is this?!"

Cheng Ming Zhenren found himself unable to move at all. He mobilized all his magical power in an attempt to break free from the restraints of the magical light, but found it was futile...

"What kind of magic weapon is this... This person's Dao name is [Xuan Jing]. Could this precious mirror be his life-saving magic weapon? But this is not a magic weapon that a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Core stage can cultivate!"

Before Master Chengming could even open his mouth to ask for help, he saw another crack appear between Jing Yu's eyebrows, revealing a golden vertical eye. A gray light mixed with purple shot out, effortlessly penetrating his magic shield and hitting his golden elixir body!

Zhenren Chengming curled the corners of his mouth. Starting from his feet, as the Dharma light slowly rose, his body began to shatter into pieces under the consumption of the Dharma light, and was even decomposed into fine powder. He watched helplessly as his Dharma body disappeared inch by inch, but he had no way to do anything, and he couldn't even beg for mercy.

Under the stunned expressions of the surrounding cultivators, it only took a moment for Jing Yu's [Kudu Xuan Guang] to completely consume the entire Dharma body of Master Chengming!