Mysterious mirror hanging high

One year later, Xianzhou Realm, East China Sea, Tianxu Island

At the beginning of the morning hour, when the first ray of morning light pierced through the clouds, a clear whistling sound suddenly came from the horizon.

Countless beams of light were seen flying towards Tianxu Island from all directions. They were obviously cultivators from various continents who came to participate in the Jing Yu Divination Ceremony.

"Hurry up, hurry up! We must occupy a good seat!" A Jindan sword cultivator holding a sword in his right hand and a wine pot in his left hand, with a bright sword light, did not hide his unparalleled sword intent. He took a sip of the spiritual wine and laughed wildly.

But the next moment, two beams of light emitting the spiritual pressure of the Nascent Soul passed by the Golden Core Sword Cultivator, which immediately frightened the man so much that he could not help but retract the sword light around him and shrank into a quail.

The two Nascent Soul escaping lights disappeared in front of the Fugui Mountain formation, and two Nascent Soul True Lords, a man and a woman, walked out of it.

Among them, the man had a slender figure, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, and a handsome face without losing his heroic spirit. Although he looked a little older, he was still a rare handsome man.

The woman was wearing an emerald green dress and a goose yellow feather headdress on her head. She didn't look old, obviously because she had been taking anti-aging pills for many years.

The woman was holding a pretty girl by the hand. She looked to be about six or seven years old, with a pair of almond-shaped eyes. She was looking around curiously.

Not long after, Ye Jinyuan appeared at the foot of Fugui Mountain, bowed to the two of them, and said with a smile:

"I think it must be True Lord Xiaojin and True Lord Lingjun in person! I've often heard Master mention these two elders, but unfortunately, I've never had the chance to meet them. Today, I finally get to see them."

These two people are Yuwen Xiaojin and Wan Lingjun!

But Yuwen Xiaojin said in a gentle voice, "I don't deserve it. Fellow Daoist Linggui is now the head of Xuanjing Daoist Academy. He has many students all over the world and has personally trained more than one Yuanying Zhenjun. My wife and I have often heard of your great name... Let's talk about our own affairs with Xuanjing. You and I can just be friends as equals."

Ye Jinyuan smiled and said, "Master has been waiting in the hall for a long time. Please come in."

Wan Lingjun, who was standing by, said softly, "I'd like to trouble Fellow Daoist Ye to lead the way."

Yuwen Xiaojin and Wan Lingjun flew into the mountains with the child and entered the reception hall. They saw Jing Yu sitting in the main seat, talking with a female Nascent Soul cultivator with a cold face and an ice flower hairpin on her head.

There were already hundreds of people in the hall, the lowest of whom was a Nascent Soul True Lord, and there were even several Divine Transformation Heavenly Lords among them. Although they had tried their best to restrain their aura, the trace of spiritual pressure that they inadvertently revealed still frightened the Nascent Soul cultivators beside them.

"Master, True Lord Xiaojin and True Lord Lingjun are here." Ye Jinyuan said respectfully.

"Haha, Xiao Jin, Ling Jun, long time no see!" Jing Yu greeted them with a smile, and the Nascent Soul female cultivator beside him also followed.

"Greetings, Lord Tianjun!" Yuwen Xiaojin and Wan Ling both bowed, but were supported by an extremely gentle magical power.

"There's no need for us to go through all this unnecessary formalities." Jing Yu said with a smile.

The cold woman beside Jing Yu also smiled slightly at this moment, saying, "Alliance Leader, Sister Lingjun...how have you been lately?"

"It turned out to be Yuan Xi..." Yu Wenxiaojin suddenly realized what was going on when he saw the woman, and sighed:

"Today's meeting reminded me of the time when I first met you in Xiaoyao Immortal City... At that time, Xuan Jing had only just established his foundation, and his cultivation level was far inferior to mine. I never thought that now..."

Jing Yu's gaze wandered over Yuwen Xiaojin and Wan Lingjun for a long time, and he couldn't help but ask curiously:

"you……"

Yuwen Xiao said in a golden voice, "I have become a Taoist companion with Lingjun...it has been happening for the past few decades."

Jing Yu was slightly stunned when he heard this: "Wan Lingjun, you don't want to practice that stupid [Way of Forgetfulness] anymore?"

Wan Lingjun said softly, "Back then, I used the [Wandering Love] technique to form a Nascent Soul, but it only reached the third level. Knowing that I had no hope of becoming a Spirit, I abandoned this technique and stopped practicing..."

Jing Yu said in a serious tone, "The [Wandering Love] technique is the fundamental technique for your Infant Formation. If you abandon it, your cultivation level won't regress to the Golden Core Stage, but you won't be able to advance even an inch to the Immortal Stage in this lifetime."

"I have no chance of achieving the Great Dao, yet I have already enjoyed two thousand years of freedom. What else can I not be satisfied with?"

Wan Lingjun's eyes were bright at this moment, and he was indeed no longer as indifferent as before. He pursed his lips and said:

"If I could have achieved the state of five or more in my infancy, even if I ended up dying, I would have tried to achieve the state of spiritual transformation."

"But it's just three orifices? Why waste more time? It's better to grow old with the one you love, then your life will not be wasted."

When Zhao Yuanxi heard this, his eyes dimmed slightly and he sighed softly in his heart.

Jing Yu also noticed the little girl that Wan Lingjun was holding and asked:

"Who is this……"

"Come, Yun Zhen, come and meet Uncle Xuan Jing." Wan Lingjun picked up the girl, placed her on his shoulders, and said softly:

"Xuan Jing, this is the child of Xiao Jin and I, named [Yu Wen Yun Zhen]."

"Oh? How long have you been a couple? You already have a child."

Jing Yu thought of the fates of Yuwen Xiaojin's three previous children, and subconsciously cast a detection spell, which really allowed him to detect a fate:

"【Spirit Body Questioning Formation】, Grade: Spiritual Grade (Purple)."

"Specific function: The possessor of this fate possesses an exceptional talent for formations, naturally possessing a high level of understanding of formations. They can master formations at an extremely fast speed, and the power and miraculous power of the formations they create is approximately 30% higher than that of ordinary cultivators. Furthermore, their physical bodies are naturally compatible with formations, and they can self-inscribe three formations of a level not exceeding their own realm onto their bodies, which can be replaced or removed at will."

Jing Yu's expression changed, and he thought to himself, "Spiritual Grade Fate?"

The fate of the girl in front of him was already activated, which meant that he didn't need to actively activate it.

Jing Yu flicked his finger and cast a spell to detect spiritual roots, but saw a hint of green appear on Yuwen Yunzhen's wrist, and a lush sacred tree emerged.

"Top-grade spiritual roots!" Jing Yu was really surprised at this moment. Although the Yuwen Yunzhen in front of him only had a purple fate, the quality of this spiritual root was not inferior to Ye Xingyun's, and was only slightly worse than Jing Yu's own spiritual root qualifications.

“What a great qualification!”

Jing Yuyan said, "This child takes after his mother and has top-grade wood spiritual roots. With the two of you paving the way for him, it won't be difficult for him to form a Nascent Soul. If he can form a high-level Nascent Soul, there's even a glimmer of hope for him to become a Spiritual Transformation."

Wan Lingjun looked at Yu Wenyunzhen's tender little face lovingly and whispered:

"I've long heard of the great name of Xuanjing Taoist Temple. My husband and I came here today, firstly to attend your God Transformation Ceremony, Xuanjing, and secondly... we want to send our child to the Taoist temple for training. With a close elder looking after him, we can rest assured."

Jing Yu knew what Wan Lingjun meant and just smiled when he heard it:

"Lingjun, I haven't accepted any disciples for a long time. Wenren Nuo is my last disciple... Besides, everyone knows that I'm not very good at teaching disciples. You've thrown a difficult question at me."