Mysterious mirror hanging high

Qi Baisheng followed closely behind his grandfather. As he climbed to the top of the mountain in his physical body, the mountain road was steep, but for the two of them it was just like walking on flat ground. Not long after, they saw a suspended mountain at the end of the mountain road. As the name suggests, the mountain looked like a peak flying from the sky.

On the top platform of Feilai Peak, there is a big elm tree about a hundred feet high. Under the elm tree stands a circle of monks, most of whom are True Lords emitting the aura of Nascent Soul!

Among them were several Jindan cultivators, all of whom were geniuses with extraordinary foundations. However, at this moment, they put away their arrogant expressions, stood respectfully by the side, and did not even dare to breathe.

Qi Baisheng glanced over and saw the other four peak masters of Songfeng Pavilion, as expected, as well as several outstanding fellow disciples of the four peaks.

He looked towards the stone pavilion under the big elm tree again. Three monks, two men and one woman, were sitting in the pavilion drinking tea. However, no matter how Qi Baisheng used his spiritual eyes, the faces of these three people were blurry and unclear, and even their clothes were slowly changing.

Qi Baisheng quickly lowered his head, not daring to look again. He even collected all the distracting thoughts in his mind, and even his thoughts became cautious: "Three Transformed Gods!"

Although the faces of the three Jindan monks sitting on the stone bench were blurred, it was not difficult to tell their specific identities based on the accessories on their bodies.

The male cultivator on the left had a wooden sword on his back, and was wearing no other accessories except a linen robe. It was obvious at first glance that he was a pure sword cultivator whose only devotion was to the sword. However, he was the current supreme elder of the [Jiang Ge].

The female cultivator on the right wore a lush green jade flute at her waist, and two brass earrings like bells dangling from her ears. As she looked around, the flute made a pleasant "ding-dong-dong" sound, which instantly calmed people's minds... At first glance, one could tell that it was the Supreme God of Transformation from the [Xuanyin Pavilion].

The indistinct male cultivator in the middle had mixed black and white hair, and was dressed like a scholar with a high hat and a wide belt. He had a belt and jade ornaments around his waist, and there was nothing ambiguous about him. He exuded a faint fragrance of pine ink, and he was undoubtedly the best of [Songfeng Pavilion].

"Brother Chang, are you really not considering trying to break through to the late stage of the Spirit Transformation Realm anymore?" the Confucian scholar asked, taking a sip of tea.

The sword cultivator didn't shy away from the crowd and said openly, "I've been stuck in the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm for many years, and I've already figured out my own strengths and weaknesses. The Immortal Continent is lacking in spiritual energy, and wasting my time here will mean I'll never reach the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation Realm. It would be better for me to explore the outer passages to the heavens, and perhaps I'll be lucky enough to ascend to the upper realms."

"It's bound to be dangerous if you go there when you're in the middle stage of Spirit Transformation... there's only a 20 to 30 percent chance of survival!" the scholar sighed.

The female cultivator stroked the jade flute at her waist and chuckled, "Brother Chang is a sword cultivator with unrivaled killing power among his peers. I think he should have a 30% chance of success!"

"Can't we delay any longer?" The scholar took out a folding fan painted with Hanshan's ink painting of pine and cypress trees and gently waved it, saying in a deep voice, "With your departure, [Jiang Ge] will no longer have a Transformed God to guard it. Even with the two of us watching over it, there will be a time when we can no longer handle it."

The sword cultivator said helplessly, "It's not that I don't want to, but my life span is really running out."

"The lifespan of the early stage of the Spiritual Transformation is 5,000 years, the middle stage of the Spiritual Transformation is 7,000 years, and the late stage of the Spiritual Transformation is 10,000 years. Now I am over 6,900 years old. If I don't ascend again, I am afraid that in less than a hundred years, I will die in the Immortal Continent."

"According to the ancient texts scattered from the upper realm to the Immortal Continent, the upper realm is rich in spiritual energy, and even contains [Immortal Qi], a tonic that is extremely beneficial to us Divine Transformation cultivators. If I were lucky enough to ascend, I might be able to break through to the late Divine Transformation stage immediately, adding another 3,000 years to my lifespan, and continue my spiritual journey... I might even have the hope of opening up a cavern within my body!"

"And now, none of the three late Nascent Soul True Lords of [Jian Ge] have the confidence to achieve Divine Transformation, and Su Xuan is too young... It doesn't make much sense for this old man to wait for a few decades."

The sword cultivator said earnestly, "After my ascension, the Sword Pavilion lost its Divine Transformation cultivators and was inevitably at its weakest. I inherited the Sword Pavilion tradition from the previous Supreme Master and know that it is not easy to pass on this tradition. I hope you two fellow Daoists can help me!"

"Brother Chang, what are you talking about!"

The scholar flicked his sleeves and said in a displeased tone, "We have been friends for thousands of years, and the Three Pavilions of Zhongzhou are even more closely connected. In the 20,000 years since the Three Pavilions were established, the other two pavilions have also experienced periods of emptiness when their Divine Transformation was interrupted. Didn't they also rely on the Divine Transformation Heavenly Monarch of the Sword Pavilion to survive?"

"This is just a trivial matter, yet Brother Chang is treating it so seriously! Isn't this embarrassing for the two of us?"

The Supreme Master of Xuanyin Pavilion also said softly, "Brother Chang, please rest assured. We both have plenty of life left in us, so there's no rush to prepare for ascension. We will definitely protect Su Xuan and help him ascend to the Divine Transformation Realm and attain the Heavenly Sovereign!"

"Alas, I'm always worried." The Sword Pavilion Supreme sighed. "Penglai Mountain has been closed for over a thousand years now, right? Has there been any news?"

The scholar's tone suddenly darkened. "No... For a place as vast as Penglai, not a single word has been leaked. Even Guanyue hasn't contacted home in ages."

The [Guan Yue] mentioned by the Confucian scholar is the current Dongyue Peak Master [Xiao Guanyue] of Songfeng Pavilion. He is a direct descendant of Xiao Buyi, the former Penglai Heavenly Monarch. However, after he came down the mountain and entered the world a thousand years ago, Penglai Mountain announced that it would be closed to the world and even refused to admit this direct disciple. With no choice, Xiao Guanyue could only enter Songfeng Pavilion. He practiced all the way and actually made it to the position of the master of a peak step by step.

"I wonder what the Penglai Holy Land is thinking? They've actually sealed the mountain for a thousand years..."

The Grand Master of Xuanyin Pavilion angrily said, "In the past, with this [One Mountain] maintaining stability in Zhongzhou, the two Taoist sects, [Juntian Temple] and [Liangyi Temple], were able to maintain a superficial harmony. But now, they're increasingly at loggerheads over the false title of [Number One Taoist Sect in the World]. For the past thousand years, Zhongzhou has been roiled by chaos and constant conflict... With all the major Taoist temples siding with each other and attacking each other, how can we still see any semblance of righteousness?"

"If it weren't for my [Three Pavilions] taking up the banner of righteousness and doing our best to maintain the situation, the several demon lords from the Tiannan Demon Realm would have attacked us long ago!"

The Yuanying Zhenjuns who are now able to serve at Feilai Peak are all the backbones of the three pavilions. They finally have a good opportunity to explore the secrets of the God Transformation. Everyone has pricked up their ears, for fear of missing any information.

Even though they were already respected as True Lords, after hearing the complaints of the Great Lord Huashen about the Second Temple in Zhongzhou, the True Lords could not help but break out in a cold sweat.

"By the way, has there been any movement in the Shending Immortal Dynasty recently?" asked the Confucian scholar.

"The Divine Tripod Transformation Gods are nothing but a bunch of trash who haven't even fully refined the Dao rhyme of the Laws. They are traitors. What kind of chaos can they stir up?" The Sword Pavilion Supreme, who was about to ascend, said disdainfully:

"If the entrance to [Divine Cauldron Heaven] wasn't so elusive and guarded by a forbidden formation, I could have wiped out all the Divine Cauldron Transformations hiding in the cave with just one sword before ascending. What difficulty would that have taken?"