Mysterious mirror hanging high

"Brother Xiao Jin, you are an extremely intelligent person. I think nothing can be hidden from your wise eyes. However, in the world of immortal cultivation, it is still determined by the realm of cultivation. Even if you have wisdom that reaches all heavens, but without the magical power to protect the way, you will not be able to change the overall situation."

Jing Yu responded cryptically, "I can only tell you, Brother Xiao Jin, that you can indeed be considered a descendant of my master's bloodline. My master wasn't just a casual cultivator back then; he rose from nothing in the Yunchuan Region... Today, the Yuwen family in the Yunchuan Region is just a branch of a prominent clan."

"Can I be considered a descendant of that person's bloodline?" Yu Wenxiao's pupils shrank: "What does this mean..."

Jing Yu glanced at Yuwen Xiaojin, whose expression changed, and continued, "Brother Xiaojin's children are all talented and good-natured. There's no need to worry about their cultivation aptitude, but they should also be taught more about how to behave in society."

"Now that the Yuwen family has ascended to the Nascent Soul stage, there will be no shortage of family resources in the future. It is inevitable that there will be conflicts of interest. The most difficult thing for descendants is to maintain blood ties."

"At times like this, it's even more important to treat everyone equally."

"Don't let it end up with brothers fighting each other and killing each other...that would be ugly."

Jing Yu's words were abrupt and rather unseemly. Although the honest friend had pointed out his faults directly, Yuwen Xiaojin's sons and daughters were currently enjoying a harmonious and harmonious relationship. Jing Yu's warning against fratricide seemed a bit like a loan to eat shit, but Yuwen Xiaojin was such a clever person that he almost immediately understood the implication in Jing Yu's words.

"Brothers are fighting each other, brothers are killing each other!"

Yuwen Xiaojin buried his deep fear deep in his heart, muttering to himself, as if to comfort himself: "Okay, okay... After all, he is my elder..."

"Brother Xiao Jin, when are you going to form the elixir?" Jing Yu asked, changing the subject.

"The ancestor's Nascent Soul Ceremony is scheduled to be held in half a year. By then, Xiaoyao Immortal City will surely be a scene of great gatherings of True Lords. As the current head of the Yuwen family, it would be too inappropriate for me to still be a Foundation Establishment cultivator."

Yuwen Xiaojin pondered, "Now that the ancestor has gifted me with sufficient spiritual objects and secret techniques for forming a core, I plan to spend the next few days in seclusion to regulate my spiritual energy, regulate my magical power, and familiarize myself with the secret techniques... I estimate that I should be able to form a core in two to three months. At the very least, I have to do it before the ancestor's Nascent Soul Ceremony."

"Then I wish Brother Xiaojin success!" Jing Yu wished sincerely.

At this time, Bo Lei stepped forward and said, "My dear, the process of forming a pill is extremely dangerous. It is inevitable that external demons will invade and shake your mind... I have here a [Nine Heavens Night Thunder Spirit Sword Treasure Scroll], which is extremely effective in exterminating evil and suppressing demons... You can take it, it will give you more confidence."

Qiu Zhiyun also took out a jade box. "This box contains the [Calming Spring]. Apply the spiritual spring to the center of your eyebrows. When you form an elixir, it will clear your mind and reduce the consumption of your spiritual energy. This is something I obtained by chance in my early years. Even after forming the elixir, I still have plenty left. Keep it, my husband."

Seeing this, Hu Yueqiu also took out several gold-type Jindan spiritual objects that she had prepared long ago and sighed, "I spent a lot of time and effort to go to the [Heaven Realm] sect to obtain a few Jindan spiritual objects. I originally planned to use them to help my husband with his Jindan. Who would have thought that the ancestor would suddenly return and reward him with several extraordinary Jindan spiritual objects. These few things I have are better than nothing."

"But even if there's just a little more confidence, it's good."

Even though Jing Yu had already perfected the elixir, he felt a little jealous watching from the side, secretly thinking that Yu Wen Xiaojin was really lucky. However, it did not stop him from picking and choosing in the storage bag, and finally took out a bottle of elixir and handed it over:

"Brother Xiao Jin, I think you have all the spiritual objects needed to form a pill. The secret method for forming a pill was given to you by the master, so its quality is naturally not low. I have a bottle of elixir that can regulate the spiritual energy in your body. It should save you a lot of effort."

Wan Lingjun, on the other hand, looked indifferent, as if he had no intention of giving anything as a gift.

Yuwen Xiaojin took a deep breath and said, "Thank you all for your kindness... Xiaojin will definitely give it his all!"

Jing Yu asked, "Brother Xiao Jin, are you going into seclusion now?"

"Not urgent."

But Yuwen Xiaojin shook his head and said, "The matter of forming a pill is dangerous after all. Xiaojin still has unfinished business. I... want to go to the back mountain to take a look."

Hearing that Yuwen Xiaojin wanted to go to the back mountain, Qiu Zhiyun and Bo Lei both bowed and left immediately. However, Hu Yueqiu stayed and said softly, "I'll go with you."

Yuwen Xiao Jinqiang smiled and said, "Xuan Jing, Lingjun, you two should come too."

Jing Yu was a little confused, but followed anyway.

The Yuwen family's mansion covers a very large area and is almost the largest private residence in the entire Xiaoyao Fairy City. There is even a back mountain deep in the mansion.

Yuwen Xiaojin and Hu Yueqiu walked side by side in front, leading Jing Yu and Wan Lingjun to take a path leading to the top of the mountain and climb the mountain slowly.

The lowest level of cultivation among them was at the late stage of foundation building. Even without controlling the escape light, his leg strength alone was extremely amazing. He reached the top of the mountain in almost a quarter of an hour.

The top of the mountain behind is an extremely flat platform, from which you can overlook the entire Xiaoyao Xiancheng. Except for the [Tower in the Clouds] in the distance which is still towering into the clouds, almost all the other buildings in Xiaoyao Xiancheng can be seen.

Not far away there is an old locust tree that is so thick that it takes several people to hug it. It is obviously over a hundred years old. It has even been nourished by spiritual energy all year round and has become somewhat magical. Who knows, in a few hundred years, it may develop intelligence and turn into a tree demon.

Beneath this old locust tree stood a small grave mound, and beside it stood a gray stone tablet. Jing Yu had excellent eyesight and could see the words engraved on the tablet almost instantly:

"The tomb of my dear friend Qin Zhiling."

Yuwen Xiaojin walked forward and looked at the slightly mottled stone tablet with a nostalgic look. He took out a green jade wine pot from his storage bag and placed it in front of the stone tablet.

"Pheasant feathers..."

Hu Yueqiu stood behind Yuwen Xiaojin, a complicated expression on her face. She explained to Jing Yu and Wan Lingjun, "Shortly after Qin Zhiling's death, her remains were taken away by the Huanhuo Sect. But then the Tiannan Demon Realm invaded and broke through the Huanhuo Sect. My husband went through untold hardships to retrieve Qin Zhiling's remains and buried them on the mountain behind the Yuwen Mansion."

"I'll come here every year to pay my respects... This year's mourning period has already passed, but the Dan-forming period is dangerous. My husband might be afraid that he won't have the chance to pay his respects, so he came to see me."

Jing Yu looked at him with admiration: "Brother Xiao Jin is indeed loyal and righteous, but Fellow Daoist Hu is even more broad-minded!"

Hu Yueqiu said softly, "Although I feel a little jealous, my husband is a man who cherishes the past. I thought to myself, if one day we were separated by heaven and earth, he would naturally remember my kindness, come to pay homage to me every year, and sweep my grave regularly... Thinking of this, all the grievances would be worth it!"