Mysterious mirror hanging high

Jing Yu was just about to exchange a few more words with this [Luo Fei] when there was a sudden disturbance in the surrounding void. A large hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed his shoulder.

Jing Yu's Ku Du treasure body is now becoming more and more exquisite and miraculous, and his spiritual power is strong and his spiritual perception is amazing. His reaction speed is naturally extraordinary. But even so, he still has no time to react and is dragged into the void by this hand.

After a while of dizziness, when I opened my eyes, I found myself on a group of reefs and islands.

"Where is this..." Jing Yu looked around in a daze.

“This is the East China Sea.”

A lazy voice sounded, and Jing Yu looked in the direction of the voice, only to see a middle-aged man in a black robe and with a long flowing beard lying on a large reef, holding a brown wine gourd in his hand and pouring wine into his mouth continuously.

Jing Yu's expression turned serious. He knew the identity of the person in front of him. He straightened his somewhat messy robe and saluted.

"Junior Xuan Jing, I pay my respects to Master Hua."

This person is none other than the Lord of Beiyue Peak, the True Lord of Painting [Wu Kaizhi]!

Perhaps because of the alcohol, the face of this middle-stage Yuanying Hua Zhenjun turned slightly red, and his eyes were slightly blurred. He looked at Jing Yu and said with a thick tongue:

"The sea view here is quite nice, but it's missing someone to embellish it. I think you look quite good... It's a pity that such a handsome man is wearing such a shabby gray robe. It's really ugly! Do you have any armor?"

Jing Yu couldn't quite keep up with the Master Hua's unconventional thinking. Did he want her to be a model?

"What? The dignified Golden Purple Prodigy is a mute?" Wu Kaizhi said dissatisfiedly.

"Oh!" Jing Yu quickly responded, "Yes."

Then he took out a set of bright silver armor from his storage bag and put it on, then took out a matching feather crown and put it on his head.

This outfit was given to Jing Yu by Song Jinghong when he participated in the ancestor worship ceremony at the Song family. It was nothing more than a set of armor used as a ceremonial object and had no defensive capabilities. Jing Yu had put it in a storage bag and it had been gathering dust for many years. He never thought that he would use it one day.

Wu Kai looked him up and down and nodded: "He does look quite capable. Do you have any suitable weapons?"

Jing Yu originally wanted to take out the [Baoxiang Qimei Stick] obtained from the [Mier Mountain Ruins], but in the end he hesitated for a while and took out a pair of small hammers shining with silver light and held them in his hands.

Wu Kaizhi glanced at the pair of silver hammers and sneered, "They're made of inferior material, crudely made... barely worthy of being considered a mid-grade magical weapon, something even Foundation Establishment cultivators wouldn't bother using. If you, a Golden Purple Heavenly Prodigy, weren't so stingy, they must have special meaning... I imagine they were given to you by an old friend."

After saying this, Wu Kaizhi took out a scroll and slowly unfolded it, flattening it into a scroll that floated in the air. A paintbrush had appeared in his right hand before he tilted his head slightly and began to create on the scroll...

In just a few minutes, the Master of Painting completed an ink-and-wash figure painting. Jing Yu looked up and saw a vast East China Sea view with rolling waves and reefs dotted across the sea. He was standing on a reef wearing silver armor and holding a silver hammer.

Although his face was blurry, he was able to capture the charm of his expression extremely accurately with just a few strokes. Even though it was blurry, one could recognize at a glance that this person was Taoist Xuan Jing!

When Wu Kaizhi clicked on the two eyes of the silver-armored monk in the painting, the figure in the painting suddenly came to life and jumped out of the scroll, waving his two hammers and performing a powerful hammer technique.

"Late Jindan stage!" Jing Yu looked at the silver-armored cultivator in front of him in surprise: "He's actually one level higher than me!"

Wu Kaizhi nodded with satisfaction, looking at the silver-armored young warrior in the late Jindan stage in front of him, and said leisurely:

"Yes, this time the performance was exceptional, which was quite interesting."

"Boy, this painting was created because of you, so I give it to you."

Jing Yu was stunned. "The person in this painting seems to have the combat power of a late Jindan stage. Did the True Lord just give it to me like that?"

Wu Kaizhi said lazily, "So it's just another vulgar thing... Not to mention the limited spiritual power contained in this scroll, even though the figure in the painting is at the late Jindan stage, it can only be used two or three times at most before it loses its magic."

"This isn't the Luo Fei in the Luoshen Temple, formed by combining the entire Xiyue Mountain with the formation within the temple. The spirit within the painting is strong enough to persist for a long time, and can even become a sect guardian..."

"Even if it truly is a force that can exist for a long time, does the level of cultivation matter?"

Wu Kaizhi said: "What's important is the artistic conception contained in this painting! Do you understand what artistic conception is?"

"The East China Sea surges endlessly... But in the painting lies a peerless genius, whose elixir has reached golden purple, and whose path is far-reaching. However, no matter how dominant a genius may be in the world, or how he illuminates the universe, he cannot achieve immortality and will ultimately be nothing more than dust. How can this compare to the scenery of the East China Sea, which has remained unchanged for billions of years? This is truly a rare artistic conception."

But Jing Yu smiled and said, "Even the vast sea can still produce mulberry fields. What if the younger generation can achieve immortality?"

Wu Kaizhi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter: "What a big tone! But also a big ambition!"

"It's worth giving you this painting."

He seemed to have thought of something, and gnashed his teeth as he said, "Don't be like those people who are greedy for small profits. I gave them paintings out of kindness, but they sold them for spiritual resources... It really makes me angry!"

Jing Yu thought to himself, "A painting like this, capable of wielding the combat power of a late Jindan cultivator two or three times, would be a top item at any major auction in any immortal city. I'm sure it would fetch a astronomical price! That's not a small profit at all!"

So he asked again, "True Lord, your paintings are worth a fortune. Do you always give them away as gifts?"

"Of course it's a gift. Wouldn't it be vulgar to talk about money?"

Wu Kaizhi took a sip of wine and said leisurely, "I paint simply to enjoy the process. Aside from paintings like the 'Lotus Goddess' that add depth to Beiyue's heritage, the rest of my paintings are unimportant to me. I'm only angry at those vulgar people for not understanding how to appreciate them."

"The path to immortality is not easy. Although the True Lord is gifted, Nascent Soul cultivators need more spiritual resources to continue their journey. It's a pity for the junior generation..." Jing Yu sighed.

"The life span of ordinary people is several decades, while practicing Qi training is only a hundred years. Even if one builds the foundation of immortality, he can only live for three hundred years."

Wu Kaizhi said, "Now that I have formed my Nascent Soul, I have enjoyed two thousand years of freedom, roaming the vast universe and traveling the world... What could I possibly want? Yet, I pursue the illusory path to Divine Transformation. Once I truly achieve Divine Transformation, will I then seek Ascension? I've abandoned the myriad aspects of the human world, the sights of the immortal lands... All of this, then what's the point of cultivating this path?"

"It's better to indulge in drinking and merrymaking, which is how a monk's true nature of elegance and carefreeness can be displayed..."

"They say that achieving immortality is the ultimate freedom. I don't seek the ultimate freedom in this world, but only a little freedom. Better than wasting my whole life in vain!"