Mysterious mirror hanging high

Jing Yu casually said, "Xiao Tianjun, you're being too kind to Xuan Jing. This [Star Palace Tower] isn't so easy to break into! I'm just temporarily stuck on a problem and have no idea what to do. So I just left the tower to get some fresh air."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Guanying smiled without comment, not knowing whether he believed Jing Yu's words.

But Jing Yu didn't care whether Xiao Guanying believed it or not. There was no point in hiding anything at this time. He had already anticipated that Xiao Guanying would attack him after leaving the Star Palace!

However, Xiao Guanying was very shrewd, and his tone was still gentle, showing the elegance and grace of a nobleman:

"Xuan Jing is such a talented and beautiful person, but unfortunately, his path to becoming a god in this world has been blocked by all the Heavenly Monarchs. My previous promise still stands. If Xuan Jing wants a place in the God Transformation realm, as long as he joins my command, there is nothing to say."

Jing Yu thought to himself, "If I didn't know what your path was, I might have considered it... What a pity."

So he feigned obsequiousness and said, "Thank you very much, Xiao Tianjun, for your kindness. However, Xuan Jing has now established his own lineage in the East China Sea, and I no longer wish to interfere in the affairs of Penglai."

"Right now, I'm only at the initial stage of the Nascent Soul, and it's still a long way to go before I reach the Divine Transformation stage... But I'm not in a hurry to find the path to Divine Transformation. After all, even the prophecies of the Immortal Continent can be changed. Who can predict what will happen hundreds or thousands of years from now?"

Xiao Guanying probed again, "In this era of great strife, we, the geniuses, should strive to improve ourselves and seize opportunities. How could Xuan Jing have such a desire to escape from the world?"

Jing Yu smiled and said, "Xuan Jing was originally a prince from a mortal dynasty. He only wanted to be a leisurely prince and spend the rest of his life... But who knew that he would find immortal fate and become a cultivator by accident."

"But at that time, I was just planning to build a foundation."

“After achieving the Purple Qi Golden Pill, I began to have some aspirations to reach the Nascent Soul stage.”

"I was lucky enough to form a Nascent Soul. But after learning that the path to becoming a God has been cut off, I'm not disheartened. After all, a True Nascent Soul Master can barely be considered a chess player. As long as I don't offend a God Transformation Master, I can live a carefree life!"

"The Heavenly Lord is a man of great vision and ambition. I think it would be difficult for him to understand my petty thoughts of being content with a small fortune and being happy."

Xiao Guanying looked a little regretful and sighed, "It's a pity that I can't co-found the Heavenly Palace with a hero like Xuan Jing. It's really a great regret in my life!"

Jing Yu pursed her lips and said, "There are so many heroes in the world, why would Xiao Tianjun focus on Xuan Jing alone?"

Upon hearing this, Xiao Guanying smiled faintly, "Indeed, heroes are everywhere in the world... Sooner or later, they will all fall into my grasp!"

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One year later, on the Dragon Slaying Island in the East China Sea, the Ye family

Ye Xingyun sat cross-legged in the quiet room, finished his breathing, slowly ended his exercise, and opened his eyes.

"Huh... I've finally reached the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Now I can be considered to have reached the perfect stage of the Nascent Soul."

Ye Xingyun thought to himself, "My Nascent Soul has reached the Nine Apertures, and my foundation is extremely solid. I don't think the bottleneck from the middle to the late Nascent Soul stage will hold me back for too long."

He estimated that becoming a Great True Lord in the late Nascent Soul stage would only take a few decades. At this time, Ye Xingyun was 845 years old. If he broke through to the late Nascent Soul stage in 50 years, he would be less than 900 years old by then.

The nine hundred year old Great True Lord is considered extremely young.

Ye Xingyun has a very clear plan for his own path. After entering the late Nascent Soul stage, he needs to comprehend various laws and reach the [Entry] level. This level varies from person to person for the Great True Lord.

If one seeks perfection and struggles with top-level laws such as [Yin Yang] and [Time and Space], it is common for even someone with top-level qualifications like Ye Xingyun to waste five or six hundred years in this realm.

But if some simpler laws were mixed in, the speed of comprehending the laws would be greatly accelerated. Ye Xingyun estimated that if he used the [Five Elements Law] as a basis and randomly selected four low-level laws, he would be able to attempt to reach the Divine Transformation Realm in less than two hundred years.

Of course, the quota for the God Transformation stage has not been settled yet, so Ye Xingyun is naturally not in a hurry. He understands the simple truth that the more laws he masters, the wider the choices he will have in the future.

Standing up from the quiet room, Ye Xingyun muttered to himself, "There are still three days until the [Xuanyuan Yuhuatian] is opened. It won't take long to break through the Taixu escape route from here..."

"Forget it, I'd better go and wait early to avoid any accidents."

He muttered to himself, "As an orphan of the Sword Pavilion, Ling Xiao has a chance to inherit the Sword Pavilion's remaining Immortal Eyes in the future. The Penglai righteous sect may appear to be aboveboard, but there's no guarantee they won't be doing anything behind the scenes."

Five years ago, he had promised Jing Yu that he would bring Guan Lingxiao back for him, so he naturally had not forgotten this. He flew out of the range of the Ye family's formation, directly escaped into the void, and fled towards the Zhongzhou region.

It was dark and gloomy in the void, and Ye Xingyun was traveling alone. After about half a minute, he arrived at the coastal area of ​​Penglai, and suddenly felt that there seemed to be a burst of precious light in the world. So he escaped from the world to observe, and saw a small secret realm that swam into the world and landed on a desolate island near the sea.

"There is treasure!"

Ye Xingyun smiled. Going out to pick up treasures was no longer a new thing for him. Now that he saw the treasure light, his heart was as calm as water, and his mood did not fluctuate in the slightest.

"It looks like a small secret realm, there shouldn't be any powerful treasures in it."

Ye Xingyun muttered, "Never mind. Even a mosquito's legs are still flesh. It will only delay us for a few minutes... We still have time!"

So he flashed into the entrance of the secret realm, but unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the secret realm, he felt spiritual energy swimming around him, and countless profound and complicated array patterns lit up in an instant. He was completely trapped in a fog that even his divine thoughts could not penetrate.

Ye Xingyun's expression changed slightly. He flipped his hand and an exquisitely crafted white feather fan appeared in his palm. He waved it fiercely at the fog in front of him.

call--

Several tornadoes of strong winds that could destroy mountains and move seas formed in an instant and scattered in all directions. However, no matter how Ye Xingyun mobilized his magic power and sent out strong winds, he still could not dispel the fog in front of him.

"This is an ancient maze!" Ye Xingyun's heart sank. "I'm afraid it's a formation at the level of the Divine Transformation, otherwise it would definitely not be able to withstand the wind of my master..."

"Strange! How could such an ancient maze exist in such a tiny secret realm... My luck today is just too bad."

"Wait, that's not right."

Ye Xingyun was suddenly stunned, and distant memories emerged in his mind. He suddenly remembered an old story from his youth.

About seven hundred years ago, Ye Xingyun was just a foundation-building cultivator. He made an appointment with other descendants of the Nascent Soul Immortal Clan to explore a secret foundation-building realm together in the future. Unexpectedly, he was injured because of his obsession with cultivation before leaving, and had no choice but to break the appointment.