Mysterious mirror hanging high

Although no one knows what happened to Zhao Yuanxi during the past few years when she was exiled to Shendingtian, she has transformed from a worldly cultivator in the [Court of Sinners] to a concubine of Ningyuan Palace. I am afraid that the extraordinary opportunity in between cannot be explained in a few words.

"See you, Your Majesty."

Zhao Yuanxi bowed towards Jing Yu with a very respectful look. In terms of birth, status, qualifications and foundation, she was not as good as the princess Nangong Yao, so naturally she did not dare to be so arrogant as to call Jing Yu "Brother".

Ying Wuyi was a man of discerning taste, and he never had a good face towards those of humble origins. Jing Yu naturally maintained the usual persona of the King of Liquan, and upon hearing this, he simply nodded indifferently.

"Well... when you and Wu Jiu got married, I was still in the mortal world, so I didn't prepare any gifts... These martial arts manuals were found by me in the mortal world. They are quite interesting, so I'll give them to you as a reward."

After saying that, he threw a few jade slips to Zhao Yuanxi.

This gift was a far cry from the one given to Ying Changsu just now. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Prince Liquan disliked the concubines in the palace, but Zhao Yuanxi remained expressionless. He respectfully put away the jade slips and whispered,

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for bestowing upon me the magic!"

Jing Yu seemed quite satisfied with Zhao Yuanxi's attitude. His originally cold expression softened slightly, and he said slowly:

"Among them, there's a technique called [Blood Puppet Body] that's quite miraculous. Although it's only a Foundation Establishment-level secret technique, its rarity is no less than that of ordinary Golden Core techniques. I collected it from a living cultivator named [Black Blood Taoist]. If you're interested, you can try practicing it."

Zhao Yuanxi's pupils were slightly out of focus for a brief moment. Even Jing Yu, who was standing nearby, did not catch this fleeting change. The next moment, the cold-looking woman returned to normal, bowed, and returned to her seat.

Jing Yu was very pleased to see this: "As expected of him being trained by my third sister, his ability to conceal his emotions is even better than that of my uncle."

"Let's start the banquet."

Ningyuan King Ying Wujiu raised the wine jar on the table and smiled brightly at Jing Yu: "Congratulations, brother, on your return to the capital..."

Jing Yu raised his cup with Ying Wujiu from a distance, gulping down the spiritual wine in the cup. Playing with the bronze wine jar in his hand, he pondered, "Wujiu, you invited me here today, not just for this meal, right?"

"This..." Ying Wujiu looked embarrassed. Princess Nangong Yao winked at him. Seeing this, Ying Wujiu sighed slightly and said slowly:

"Brother, is Concubine Duan in good health now?"

Jing Yu's eyes narrowed as he spoke calmly, "Mother's madness is getting worse... She's a Nascent Soul cultivator after all. Father previously sealed her cultivation to prevent her from harming others... Her health has been deteriorating recently."

"Alas, Concubine Duan was also imprisoned back then... Hasn't she been imprisoned for two hundred years now? After all, she is the legitimate daughter of the Gongsun family. Brother, why don't you persuade father to intercede for Concubine Duan and release her from imprisonment?"

Nangong Yao chimed in, "Yao'er also met Concubine Duan when she was little. She was a generous and gentle person. I don't know why she became insane. If she can be released from confinement, the Nangong family can help invite a famous doctor to treat her."

It seems that they don’t know that Concubine Duan was secretly tortured by Ying Wuyi... Jing Yu thought to himself.

He couldn't help but frown, and said in a serious tone, "Ever since our father abdicated and entered seclusion, he has disappeared. How can I possibly see him? Wujiu, when our father was on the throne, you were the most favored of all the heirs. If you were willing to plead for mercy, I'm afraid your influence would even outweigh that of me, a son who is not favored."

"This...Alas!" Ying Wujiu sighed heavily and stopped persuading.

After three rounds of drinks, Ying Changsu in Nangong Yao's arms was now standing in front of Zhao Yuanxi's table. For some reason, this young master of Ningyuan Palace seemed a little afraid of Zhao Yuanxi.

Zhao Yuanxi stared at Ying Changsu and asked, "Have you memorized yesterday's [Three Questions on Xuan]?"

Ying Changsu stammered, "Auntie, the [Three Questions on the Mysterious Path] has thousands of words, and I can't even recognize many of them. It's really..."

Zhao Yuanxi said sternly, "I've given you three days. How much of them have you used? 'Three Questions on the Mysterious' was written by a great sage of our Immortal Dynasty. It's an excellent introductory text for cultivating immortals. You're already four years old this year. In two years, you'll need to test your spiritual roots and draw Qi into your body... How much time do you have left to squander?"

"I punish you by reciting the third and sixth sections of the Chronicle of Taizu a hundred times from memory. Submit them to Auntie's desk before noon tomorrow!"

"Alright, alright, Sister Qingluo, Su'er is only four years old after all, why are you pushing him so hard?" Ying Changsu's mother, Nangong Yao, couldn't bear to watch this anymore and said distressedly:

"Besides, after a cultivator builds his immortal foundation, he opens up his sea of ​​consciousness and gives birth to divine consciousness. He then has the ability to remember everything he sees. At that time, he can memorize any cultivation texts and anecdotes after just one glance. Why force children to memorize them so painstakingly at a young age? They might forget them the moment they turn around."

"Sister, you don't know that many habits are cultivated from childhood... I want Changsu to make reading an instinct. A well-read mind is naturally elegant. That's the truth."

Zhao Yuanxi patiently explained, "Back when Emperor Taizu of the Immortal Dynasty launched his war to conquer hegemony, one of his Eight Divine Generals, General Yuwen Xuandu, was a humble man. He only encountered his destiny as an immortal at the age of twenty-three and embarked on the path to immortality. Even after his cultivation reached the Divine Transformation Realm, he still disliked studying and acted rashly and impulsively. These were all examples from the past."

"How many people in the world today can be compared with the immortal talent of Yuwen Xuandu back then? Reading more history books and strategic essays, and having some strategic insights, is ultimately a good thing."

Nangong Yao sighed, and then felt that what Zhao Yuanxi said made sense. She looked at Ying Changsu again with heartache and whispered, "There's no need to recite it a hundred times. Ten times will at least make you remember it..."

Jing Yu gently shook the transparent wine in the bronze wine jar and raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

----

After returning to Liquan Villa, Jing Yu walked into the study in the villa and rummaged through the shelves where the jade slips were placed. He indeed found a jade slip named "Taizu Benji". He probed his spiritual sense into it and examined it carefully.

[The Chronicle of Taizu] is a general history in the form of chronicles that records the life of the first immortal emperor of the Shending Immortal Dynasty.

It records all the anecdotes and stories from the birth of Emperor Taizu to his unification of the Nine Provinces, the founding of the Shending Immortal Dynasty, and his ascension to the upper realm, with almost no detail left to chance.

There are even exaggerated descriptions such as "born with supernatural powers" and "When bandits attacked the village, Emperor Taizu, at the age of six, lifted a huge rock taller than a man and smashed the bandit leader into a pulp, scaring the bandits away."