After Lin Yang took his seat, Jing Guan waved his hand, and a small and exquisite jade teapot and a cup immediately appeared on the jade table.
"Master, please try the tea I made myself. The water is the Bibo Spring of Linghu Lake in the Shilong Mountains, and the tea is the flower essence at the top of the spiritual veins."
Jing Guan poured tea for Lin Yang with his own hands and gently pushed the cup in front of Lin Yang.
"It's a pity that I am currently practicing in seclusion. I am not my real body, but just an illusory body. Otherwise, I would definitely have a drink with the sect leader."
Lin Yang nodded and said with a smile:
"Elder Jing Guan is so polite. I took the liberty of interrupting your purification. Please forgive me."
Of course he saw it from the beginning.
The Supreme Elder Jing Guan in front of him is just an illusory body condensed by magic, not his real body.
The real Elder Jing Guan is still in seclusion and cannot be forced out of seclusion to see him.
Lin Yang didn't care. If he was just communicating, it didn't matter whether he was the real person in front of him or not.
He gently picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Lin Yang had never been good at drinking tea, but this tea made by Elder Jing Guan himself was not bad, with a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth and a sweet aftertaste.
After unconsciously praising Elder Jingguan's craftsmanship, Lin Yang said:
"Excuse me, elder, you said earlier that I broke your mental barrier. What do you mean by mental barrier?"
Jing Guan picked up the jade teapot and gently filled Lin Yang with tea.
"Practice practitioners who make mistakes or have unclear thoughts may have inner demons. Mental obstacles are just one type of inner demons."
"Unlike inner demons, inner demons can cause problems in the practice of monks like us, but if the inner demons are overcome, they can be used to my advantage!"
Lin Yang nodded slightly.
Since he started practicing, he has never encountered an inner demon because of the existence of downloaders and a lot of insights in improving his cultivation.
He has never encountered bottlenecks that often occur among practitioners, so he knows very little information about this aspect.
Now that I heard Jing Guanyi’s words, I understood it.
"A few years ago, the God of Disaster attempted to come to the ancient Nangu Strait of the Wuji Sea, but I and several fellow Taoists from the Immortal Cultivation Circle of Scandium worked together to prevent it from succeeding."
"But although we stopped the God of Disaster that day, we were unable to stop the backhand he left behind. Several fellow Taoists and I suffered varying degrees of injuries."
"That's why I'm so troubled!"
"What you saw before was what happened to me and other fellow Taoists in the Nangu Strait."
"What I didn't expect was that you didn't seem surprised, and you only used one chance to break my heart barrier."
Having said this, Jing Guan showed admiration again and couldn't help but sigh.
"There is a successor to our Immortal Wuzong!"
Regarding Elder Jing Guan's praise, Lin Yang maintained a humble attitude and just smiled.
"To be honest, I was also in the Nangu Strait that day, but I was hundreds of miles away. I was lucky enough to survive, and I happened to witness the scene where several seniors worked together to prevent the evil from coming."
Lin Yang couldn't help but sigh.
If these powerful people hadn't arrived in time that day, the consequences would have been disastrous, and he wouldn't be where he is today.
Therefore, Lin Yang was quite grateful to Jing Guan.
Hearing Lin Yang's words, Jing Guan was also very surprised.
What happened in the Wuji Sea that year wiped out the entire army of monks stationed in the Nangu Strait of the Scandium Kingdom. The losses were heavy and the vitality of the entire Scandium Kingdom's immortal world was severely damaged.
If Lin Yang hadn't said it himself, he wouldn't even have known that Lin Yang was the only survivor after the disaster that day.
Now it seems that the survivors of that day have become the current heads of the Xianwuzong. This has to be said to be a special fate.
As the two talked to this point, their initial disagreement gradually became harmonious.
At this time, Lin Yang finally spoke and expressed his intention.
"To be honest, this junior entered the Shilong Mountains specifically to find the elder."
Jing Guan had always maintained a friendly attitude and seemed not surprised by Lin Yang's intention.
"But it doesn't matter!"
Lin Yang nodded and then said:
"This junior has entered the realm of our Immortal Martial Sect and was fortunate enough to obtain the cultivation techniques from the Infinite Realm. Therefore, this junior is very interested in magical places such as the Infinite Realm."
"I heard that fellow Taoist Wei'an, the guardian of the earth's veins, said that what created the infinite realm was a magic weapon passed down from ancient times, and it happened to be in the hands of the elders.
So I came here today just to see these ancient things with the elders and to satisfy the curiosity of the juniors."
Regarding the information he learned from the True Demon Clan, Lin Yang was not prepared to reveal it.
Such matters related to ancient secrets are very involved. If it leads to disaster, or involves other people or even the sect, this is not the result that Lin Yang wants to see.
He plans to act alone. If he can harvest effective information and unlock the secrets of ancient times, he may be able to find a way to successfully ascend.
He is now in the Tribulation Stage and will soon reach the Mahayana Stage. He is not too far away from the pinnacle of this world.
Therefore, he must plan ahead and arrange what he will do next in advance.
In this case, even when the ten years expire and the God of rescue arrives, he will still be able to take the initiative in his own hands.
Hearing Lin Yang's words, Elder Jing Guan nodded and did not refuse.
First of all, Lin Yang is the leader of Xianwuzong, so he has the right to know this secret.
The magic weapon that creates the infinite realm does not belong to Jing Guan alone, but to the Xianwu Sect, but the control is in Jing Guan's hands.
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Secondly, for the real senior leaders of Xianwuzong, this is not something worth concealing. What should be known will always be known.
Although he is just a phantom, memory and consciousness coexist with the real body and are ideologically independent of each other, so he can answer Lin Yang's question.
"This magic weapon is called the Wonderful Sound Spirit Pot. It is a top-notch magic weapon!"
Lin Yang listened attentively, and the elder's first words came out, which immediately made him extremely happy.
Wonderful Sound Pot!
This name is extremely familiar to him!
On the red leaves obtained by the True Demon Clan, among the words left by the Demon God, the ancestor of the True Demon Clan, the last words were:
The Jiufang Miaoyin Spirit Pot may be the only hope...
There is also this word in it: Wonderful Sound Pot!
What made Lin Yang confused was that the words referred to the Jiu Fang Miao Yin Spirit Pot, but what Elder Jing Guan said was the Miao Yin Spirit Pot, except that the word Jiu Fang was missing.
"Jiufang..."
"Could this secret still be related to Jiufang Sect?"
Lin Yang thought in his mind that this word reminded him of the Jiufang Sect, which was also one of the three major sects in Scandium.
However, he did not show it, and remained silently waiting for Elder Jing Guan's next words.
"When I, the Immortal Martial Sect, was founded, the first generation of ancestors of the sect used the Miaoyin Spirit Pot to create the realm of infinity. In the following countless years, they searched for skills and techniques everywhere. After so many years of accumulation, they finally finally
Turn the realm of infinity into the foundation and heritage of our Immortal Martial Sect."