Mysterious mirror hanging high

A month later, at Xuan Ce Mountain Gate, Tian Ji Peak

The Xuan Ce Sect is extremely lively today. The earth veins of the three Xuan Ce peaks are surging, and rays of guiding golden light are radiating from the Tianji Peak straight into the sky.

Countless cultivators from the Zhongzhou Taoist sect flew over from the horizon and landed outside the mountain protection formation of the Xuan Ce Three Peaks. They honestly reported their names and walked up the mountain.

Today, Zhao Yuankong was rarely seen wearing an expensive Taoist robe with gorgeous patterns. He stood at the foot of Tianji Peak and took on the responsibility of welcoming and seeing off guests.

Although this ape demon is only at the foundation-building stage, all the Jindan Zhenren who come and go know that it is the spiritual beast under the command of Xuanjing Zhenjun. They all dare not neglect it and are instead very polite to it.

Demons have always been discriminated against in the human world. Zhao Yuankong rarely has such a glorious moment, and he feels very proud of himself. He is also proud of Jing Yu's certification as a True Lord.

whoosh-

A beam of light passed over his head, stirring up a gust of wind and waves. Zhao Yuankong subconsciously looked up, but immediately buried his head deeply, not daring to look again.

Those who are still qualified to fly away in front of the mountain gate are all Yuanying Zhenjun. Today is the Yuanying Ceremony of Zhenjun Xuanjing. Most of the Zhenjuns from various domains of Penglai are very respectful. At this time, there is still some time before the Yuanying Ceremony begins, and there are already hundreds of Yuanying Zhenjuns gathered at Tianji Peak.

Zhao Yuankong felt a little envious and thought to himself, "How majestic... I wonder if I'll ever have the chance to become an infant ancestor in this lifetime!"

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On the top of Tianji Peak, Jing Yu was rarely seen wearing a golden robe, sitting upright on a lotus platform with precious light. The magic power of his Nascent Soul turned into halos behind his head, and from time to time, mysterious Taoist patterns turned into golden lotuses and fell into the sea of ​​clouds.

At this time, he was surrounded by several Yuanying Zhenjuns, who were discussing profound theories with him. Every time they talked about something wonderful, strange visions would frequently occur, which made the several low-level disciples who were accompanying him fascinated.

At this moment, a beam of light passed by and landed on the high platform at the top of the mountain. The person who came was a capable woman with a sharp face and wearing a short robe.

Ye Xingyun, who was sitting beside him, had his eyes light up: "Aunt is here!"

Jing Yu smiled and said, "So it's [True Lord Ling Yue]. Please take a seat, True Lord."

The person who came was Ye Xingyun's aunt [Ye Lingyue]. It had been more than a hundred years since they last saw this Ye family's only female True Lord. Her cultivation had become increasingly unfathomable, and she was already at the level of perfection in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. However, it was difficult to overcome the bottleneck in the late stage, and whether she could be promoted to the late stage Great True Lord was still a distant thing.

Jing Yu had just exchanged a few words with Ye Lingyue when the sound of a dragon's roar came faintly from the sky. A handsome monk in a moon-white robe stepped on a red dragon and landed on the top of the mountain.

Afterwards, the red dragon accompanying the monk transformed into a human body with a dragon head, its two red whiskers dancing in the air. It looked solemn and majestic, quite like a noble dragon.

"Master Yuanji!" Jing Yu's eyes lit up and his smile was playful.

"Xuan Jing, I heard the news that you had achieved the Nine Apertures while overseas, so I didn't use my Dharma image to travel through the void to come here, but came here in my real body. I hurried over, but I finally didn't miss you... Isn't that considerate?"

Yuanji clasped his hands together and said to Jing Yu, "Xuan Jing, come here, let me introduce you to a close friend of mine..."

He pointed at the red dragon and said, "This fellow Daoist is called Red Bearded Dragon. He carries the bloodlines of both the Red Fire Dragon and the Treasure Bearded True Dragon. He is the only Red Bearded Dragon in the world... In terms of bloodline purity, he is already at the top of the dragon genus, second only to the True Dragon."

Jing Yu's expression changed, and he silently sent a secret detection spell over. After seeing the golden seal characters "Three Lives Karmic Body" appear on the surface of the mysterious mirror in his body, he already understood the identity of the Red Bearded Dragon and said with a smile:

"So it's Fellow Daoist Chixu... Fellow Daoist is a true dragon descendant. Xuan Jing is flattered by your visit today."

The red-bearded dragon simply nodded and said, "Okay, okay..."

"I wonder how old Daoist Fellow Chixu is now?"

The Red Bearded Dragon seemed a little surprised as to why Jing Yu asked this question, but he still answered truthfully:

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing should be 427 years old, right? I, Xiaolong, happen to be 500 years older than you."

"Oh? So fellow Daoist is only 927 years old?"

Jing Yu's eyes flashed, "Demons have a long lifespan, but their cultivation speed has always been slightly slower than that of humans. Fellow Daoist Chixu is less than a thousand years old, but his spiritual power has already reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. His cultivation speed is already not inferior to most human True Lords!"

The Red Bearded Dragon said modestly, "Although the demon race's cultivation speed is not as fast as that of the human race, the dragon race is still relatively the fastest among them. Xiaolong's current cultivation level is only so-so."

As they were talking, another Yuanying Zhenjun tore through the void and descended here, but he was a Yuanying Dharma image carrying a sword, with wind and thunder roaring around him.

"Fellow Daoist Feng!"

The sword-carrying Yuanying raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing, Ling Ye has come uninvited. Could you please have a glass of spiritual wine?"

This person is Feng Lingye from the Hongchen Haifeng family.

"It's been a long time since we last met!" Jing Yu sighed.

Feng Lingye and he formed the Dan almost at the same time, but formed the Nascent Soul more than a hundred years earlier than him. When Feng Lingye held the Nascent Soul Formation Ceremony, he had not yet broken through the Golden Body Realm in body refinement, so naturally he could not travel through Taixu to join in the fun.

Unexpectedly, this former Feng family prodigy was not absent from his Nascent Soul Ceremony.

Feng Lingye was now filled with emotion. "After all, the Red Dust Sea cannot compare to the precious land of cultivation like the Zhongzhou Territory. When I was forming my infant, I only achieved the Six-Aperture Nascent Soul, and I was quite proud of myself for a while. But now, watching you achieve your accomplishments, I feel like I am looking at the world from the bottom of a well."

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing may have wasted many years, but he was able to slowly build up his foundation and achieve the Nine-Aperture Nascent Soul in one fell swoop. His future Divine Transformation is a foregone conclusion. However, I, Feng, have made my path a narrow and winding one... It shows that a momentary victory is nothing."

"Slow is fast... The earnest teachings of my ancestors are still ringing in my ears, but I didn't listen."

Jing Yu smiled and asked, "Fellow Daoist Feng, how is the Song family? How is Jinghong doing now?"

"Everything is going well for the Song family. Now, under the leadership of Master Song, they are thriving and producing many talented people."

Feng Lingye continued, "When Master Song heard that Xuan Jing had been certified as a True Lord, he had intended to come in person to congratulate him. Unfortunately, the Red Dust Sea is too far away from the Zhongzhou Region, and I am only at the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, so I can't bring anyone with me. He could only ask me to deliver the gift..."

"It's okay. It's convenient for me to travel everywhere now. I can go to the Red Dust Sea to see Jinghong." Jing Yu said casually.

And in a corner where no one paid any attention, a green light flashed, and a young man with dark skin and ordinary face appeared there. Although he was also a Yuanying Zhenjun, he was not eye-catching at all. Instead, he was directly ignored by many low-level cultivators who were preparing for the banquet.

Jing Yu's eyes wandered around the scene, observing for a long time before he realized that a Yuanying Zhenjun had appeared in the scene without him noticing. He was slightly startled and waved to the young man:

"Fellow Daoist Han?"