Mysterious mirror hanging high

Of course, what Jing Yu didn't tell Guan Lingxiao was that the divine imprint left by the [Yuhua Zhenxian] came down in person to talk to him, and only then did he reveal all the secrets. Otherwise, he really wouldn't have known so many details, and there would always be omissions.

Xiao Zhiwei from the Penglai Holy Land slowly approached and said, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing, the Penglai meeting has concluded successfully, and the Xuanyuan Yuhuatian event is about to begin. I'll be escorting Yinghan from Penglai Mountain to Xuyuan. I wonder what arrangements Xiaoguan Jianxian has made? Will you escort her, or will I do it for you?"

"Of course I escorted him personally." Jing Yu nodded and asked, "What about Liangyi Temple?"

"I'll escort you."

An old Taoist priest with white hair and two swords on his back walked slowly towards him. The Golden Elixir Taoist from Liangyi Temple [Wei Wudao] stood beside him respectfully, not daring to be careless for a moment.

"So it's fellow kendo friend."

This old Taoist priest is called [Sword Taoist]. He is one of the rare sword cultivators in Liangyi Temple. Unlike ordinary sword cultivators who only cultivate one natal flying sword, the natal flying sword cultivated by this sword Taoist is the [Yin Yang Twin Swords] derived from the Yin and Yang energies. Although he is only in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, he is approaching the end of his life and has already honed his sword skills to perfection. His combat power is not much inferior to that of ordinary late stage Nascent Soul Great True Lords.

"I have informed the [Yin Ze Zhenjun] who is guarding in front of the cave. You can go there at any time." Seeing that everyone has arrived, Xiao Zhiwei did not delay any longer. After giving a few instructions, he took Xiao Yinghan and escaped into the void.

Jing Yu and the swordsman followed immediately. The three Yuanying True Lords each brought their own younger disciples and silently shuttled through the void.

The cave of [Xuanyuan Yuhuatian] in [Xuyuan] is not far from Penglai Mountain. Even if they fly in the mortal world, it will only take Jing Yu and others half an hour to get there. Traveling through the void is even faster. Not long after, a ripple in space dissipated, and they had landed in an unknown cave deep in Xuyuan.

The [Yin Ze Zhenjun] who had turned to practicing the ghost way was still wearing a black robe and sitting at the entrance of the cave with disheveled hair. If Jing Yu did not use his spiritual sense to scan, but only judged with the naked eye, he would only think that the person sitting here was the remains of a dead cultivator.

Yin Ze Zhenjun slowly opened his eyes and glanced at everyone. "Hey... Another two hundred years have passed? Time flies."

"Huh? Who are you? The little guy from two hundred years ago?" Yin Ze Zhenjun looked at Jing Yu with a strange expression.

"Are you already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul? Otherwise, how could you travel through the void with your physical body?"

"Greetings, Senior Yin Ze. It has been two hundred years since we last met... I have only made some small achievements in body training, which is why I can cross the Great Void with my initial cultivation level."

Jing Yu was also feeling emotional. Two hundred years ago, he was still a Jindan cultivator, and there was a huge gap in strength between him and the Yin Ze Zhenjun in front of him. Now, when they met again, he had practiced Qi and body cultivation and had two Yuanying. It would be wishful thinking to say that he could win the battle, but at least when facing Yin Ze Zhenjun, a great Zhenjun in the late Yuanying stage, he had some confidence to save his life.

Yin Ze Zhenjun sighed deeply, "Talented people emerge in every generation, and each one leads the trend for hundreds of years... I can't help but accept my old age."

"Even if I switch to the ghost path, my life span is almost over. In another hundred years, I'm sure the ghost messengers from the underworld will come to this Xuyuan to arrest people... You may still see me in ten years, but two hundred years later? I'm afraid you'll have to find someone else to take my place."

Yin Ze Zhenjun said calmly: "This time, only three people can enter [Xuanyuan Yuhuatian]. Are these the three?"

"【Penglai Holy Land】Xiao Yinghan, pays homage to Yinzhe Zhenjun." Xiao Yinghan bowed gracefully, performing the ceremony with great respect.

Yin Ze Zhenjun's eyes lit up. "So you're a disciple of the [Penglai Holy Land]. Your Penglai Mountain has reopened its gates, and you've taken first place in the Penglai Conference once again. You're truly worthy of being the number one Taoist sect in Zhongzhou, with a profound foundation."

Xiao Yinghan hesitated to speak, with a slightly wry smile on his face.

Wei Wudao, standing by, also bowed and said, "[Liangyi Temple] Wei Wudao, I pay my respects to Senior Yin Ze."

"Oh! It's the Taoist disciple from Liangyi Temple, not bad." Yin Ze Zhenjun glanced at Wei Wudao with a faint expression, far less serious than when he looked at Xiao Yinghan. He thought to himself:

"This Wei Wudao's foundation is not bad, but unfortunately he is in the middle to lower level among all the generations of Liangyi Daozi, far inferior to the previous generation's [Xuanweizi]... I estimate that he is only at the level of a five or six orifice Yuanying, and it is difficult for him to glimpse the realm of seven orifices and above."

Then he turned his gaze to Guan Lingxiao, the last one standing, and was shocked: "What a great foundation!"

"You are the Daoist disciple of this generation of [Juntian Temple]? Incredible. How can the foundations of the Daoists of this generation of Juntian and Liangyi be so different? It's bizarre."

Guan Lingxiao shook his head and said softly, "Senior, you have misunderstood. I am Guan Lingxiao from the Sword Pavilion."

"Sword Pavilion?"

This left True Lord Yin Ze somewhat bewildered. He thought to himself, "Wasn't the Sword Pavilion destroyed? How could such a Golden Purple Heavenly Prodigy, who is only a little over 200 years old and already in the late Golden Core stage, appear?"

However, Yin Ze Zhenjun was an old and experienced man, and he had a good grasp of the ways of the world. Even if the other party's cultivation level was far inferior to his, he would not poke holes in their faces. He just nodded when he heard this:

"Come in, everyone."

Jing Yu watched Guan Lingxiao enter the cave, then slowly withdrew his gaze.

Xiao Zhiwei said softly, "Fellow Daoist Xuan Jing, don't worry. With Senior Yin Ze guarding this place, it's naturally safe... We'll meet here again on the same day ten years from now."

"In that case, I won't bother you any more. Goodbye."

Jing Yu bowed and then disappeared into the void. After a while of traveling, he appeared outside the Nascent Soul Formation of Xuan Ce Sect.

"Xuan Jing is back."

When he entered Baixiao Pavilion, Yun Xuance and others were there, smiling and nodding at Jing Yu.

"You came back early... I thought you would stay in the Penglai Holy Land for a while and build some relationships with those True Lords." Jing Yu said in surprise.

"The relationships that needed to be moved had already been moved before the Penglai meeting began. There's no point in staying here. If we stay too long, the people of the Penglai Holy Land will think we're beggars trying to take advantage of their mountain spiritual power. We'll only be annoying them. It's better to return home soon."

Yun Xuance gathered his sleeves and said with a smile, "Xuan Jing has finally come back, so he should stay a while longer. We haven't seen each other for many years, so this is a good time to discuss the profound truth."

"I see that your Donghai Daoist lineage is also protected by the Yunji, so why not just stay at the Xuan Ce Sect for a few years?"

Jing Yu shook his head. "It's not a big deal to stay here for a year or two, but I have to go to the [Six Yao Star Palace] in five years. This cave is only seen once every thousand years in our Xianzhou world, and it involves the inheritance of divination. I really don't want to miss it."

"Six-Line Star Palace? You also got a [Six-Line Star Palace Order]?" Yun Xuance narrowed his eyes.

"Also?" Jing Yu sensed something was wrong.

The next moment, Yun Xuance flipped his hand, and a strange token suddenly appeared in his palm. It was the [Six-Line Star Palace Token] carved out of the same mold as Jing Yu's!