Mysterious mirror hanging high
Chapter 784 Spirit Turtle Master
[Year 1670 of the Changsheng calendar]
East China Sea, Tiansu Island, Fugui Immortal City
At this time, the sun was just rising. The morning mist in the fairy city had not yet dissipated, but the sound of firecrackers could be heard. The city was decorated with lights and lanterns everywhere, as if some kind of celebration or festival was being held.
On the long street of the fairy city, hundreds of glazed palace lanterns were suspended in the air without any support, and the lantern surfaces were painted with auspicious patterns of turtles and cranes representing longevity in spiritual ink.
On the shop plaques on both sides of the main road, the newly posted couplets still have the fragrance of pine ink, and read: [A thousand-year-old spirit turtle receives the fairy dew, and one day it turns into a dragon and roars into the sky]. It was written to celebrate the successful formation of the infant by [Spirit Turtle True Lord] Ye Jinyuan.
The celebration platform on the top of Fugui Mountain is even more spectacular. Hundreds of sea-blue flags embroidered with black tortoise patterns flutter in the strong wind. In the center of the flag formation stands a three-meter-tall blue jade tortoise sculpture. The naturally formed eight trigrams patterns on the tortoise shell resonate with the mountain protection formation, shrouding the entire fairy mountain in a light blue aura of spiritual energy.
In the [Tingtao Pavilion] teahouse in the west of the Immortal City, two foundation-building monks were sitting opposite each other by the window.
A square-faced man in a light blue Taoist robe held a celadon teacup, and the tea soup reflected the celebration cloud boat floating outside the window - the boat was actually carved into the shape of a turtle from a whole piece of floating jade, and it was obvious at a glance that it was of great value.
"Tsk tsk, look at this grand ceremony. It's truly magnificent! If I could ever experience such a day, I'd die without regrets." The square-faced man enviously asked, "How many spirit stones does this cost?"
The monk dressed as a white-faced scholar opposite him heard this and quickly put away the gold-painted folding fan in his hand:
"Hmph... It's a waste of time and money to build these flashy, gaudy things."
He tapped the edge of the table with his fan bone, causing the few spiritual tea leaves in the tea tray to tremble slightly. "The fighting on the front lines is intense. Ever since the truce ended a hundred years ago, the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty has been unstoppable, conquering cities and territories with overwhelming force... Not to mention the [Futu Immortal Continent] that has long been occupied by the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty..."
"[Tianxiang Xianzhou], [West Sea], [South Sea], and [North Sea] have all fallen, and [Juechen Xianzhou] has also lost a small part of its territory."
"I don't know what kind of magic the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty used, but they suddenly gave birth to a group of True Lords at the Nascent Soul stage. It's said that they forcibly reached their higher realms by consuming their potential. There's no hope for them to pursue the Tao further, and they're nothing more than dead soldiers..."
"But Nascent Soul Realm warriors? They are born in batches? Who can resist them?"
"I think the good days of the East China Sea are numbered."
"Tsk, what's wrong with people using their own spiritual resources to show off? It doesn't bother anyone." The square-faced man shook his head and said:
"Besides, True Lord Spirit Turtle is 790 years old this year, estimated to be only a few years away from burial, yet he's managed to form a newborn child... This incident is so unexpected that the various sects haven't reacted yet. Remember, many of the gifts sent to Fugui Mountain were originally intended for True Lord Spirit Turtle's funeral."
"That's great! A funeral has been turned into a wedding. We have to celebrate it in a big way."
"Isn't it? True Lord Linggui was also incredibly lucky. In his early years, it was said that he had very poor aptitude. He was still lingering in the early stages of Qi training in his forties. Later, he became a disciple of True Lord Xuanjing and had a steady supply of spiritual resources. Only then did he begin to aspire to pursue the path further."
The pale-faced scholar shook his head and said, "The two direct disciples of True Lord Xuanjing are as different in talent as heaven and earth. What a prodigy Lingxiao Tianjun is! He is now a top figure in the Immortal Continent and is from the same school as Ye Jinyuan."
"The difference in age between these two is only a few decades, but their cultivation levels are worlds apart. Who would have thought they could be of the same generation?"
"That's not the way to say it." The square-faced man shook his head and said, "I was born with talents that will be useful. My talent for the immortal path is determined by heaven. It can only be said that True Lord Linggui's expertise is not here."
"But I heard that as the dean of the [Xuanjing Taoist Academy], his ability to teach his disciples is unmatched. The cultivators who have been instructed by the Spirit Turtle True Lord often make rapid progress in their cultivation. It can be seen that he still has some merits."
"On the contrary, that [Lingxiao Tianjun]... is said to have occasionally lectured at the Taoist temple in recent years, but all the monks who attended were like listening to heavenly scriptures, unable to grasp the essence of the sword path at all."
The pale-faced scholar snorted coldly, "What's the point of being able to teach disciples? At best, you're just a teacher... In the world of immortal cultivation, in the end, it all comes down to your own path."
"He hasn't fallen behind in his own path either." The square-faced man laughed, "He's achieved a top-grade golden elixir, yet he's formed a five-orifice infant... Many geniuses who've achieved golden and purple elixir formations have only this many orifices in their infants! This shows how solid his foundation in the immortal path is."
The pale-faced scholar said sarcastically, "If I were the direct disciple of Master Xuanjing, I could also achieve the Five Apertures and move on!"
"That's biased," the square-faced man patiently explained, "Not to mention the disciples of Master Xuanjing, who are true disciples of the Huashen Dao, aren't there countless people who are just ordinary people? Some even fail to form a pill."
The pale-faced scholar asked in surprise, "Brother, why are you so protective of that Spirit Turtle Master? Although this place is within the Xuanjing Taoist Academy's sphere of influence, there are no spies around. We can speak freely without worrying about any Taoist disciples causing trouble for us. You..."
The square-faced man smiled subtly, still looking gentle and elegant. "Brother, you may not know that I once received guidance from the True Lord on cultivation. He was indebted to me, so I am quite protective of him."
"Oh! So that's what's going on. You should have told me earlier." The pale-faced scholar patted his head and said, "If I had known that True Lord Linggui was your benefactor, I would never have exposed his shortcomings to your face..."
"Sorry, brother. I'll drink a glass of wine as punishment."
"It's okay, it's okay, brother, ignorance is not a crime." The square-faced man said helplessly: "Drink tea, drink tea."
The pale-faced scholar laughed and said, "Is this nonsense..."
----
After drinking the pot of tea, the square-faced man said goodbye to the pale-faced scholar and left Tingtao Pavilion. A flash of light appeared on his body, and he immediately changed his appearance and turned into a white-haired old man.
It turned out to be Ye Jinyuan, who had just successfully conceived a baby not long ago.
"Ugh……"
He looked sad and sighed all the way, as if he had no joy at all for successfully forming a baby. He flew all the way and finally arrived at a valley behind Fugui Mountain.
This place is uninhabited and far away from the celebration venue. It is very secluded. In the valley there is a spiritual spring full of spiritual energy, in which several red koi are swimming around.
On a large blue stone beside the spring, Jing Yu, dressed in a simple gray robe, was holding a green bamboo fishing rod in his hand, staring intently at the koi in the spring water, like a stone sculpture.
"Master..." Ye Jinyuan bowed and said, "Disciple pays homage to Master..."
"So it's Jin Yuan."
Jing Yu's hand holding the fishing rod was incredibly steady, still motionless, but he tilted his head and smiled:
"Your Nascent Soul Ceremony is about to begin. Why are you looking for me instead of staying on the mountain to receive the guests?"
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