The myth begins with the Lotus Lantern

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"And then there are Xiaoqi's two children, they're a bit difficult to settle down with." The Queen Mother seemed to ponder for a moment.

“Grandmother…” The Weaver Girl looked up, a little nervous.

“In that case, I will personally go to Laozi and ask him to add two more positions for fire-tending boys in the Tushita Palace,” said the Queen Mother.

"Thank you, Grandmother!" The Weaver Girl bowed deeply.

……

In the side hall, Ding Lin closed his eyes. The feeling this golden pill gave him was completely different from the spiritual pills he had swallowed before. It didn't spread all at once; it had a deeper accumulation, like a thick piece of candy settling in his stomach. Starting from the surface, it melted away bit by bit, sweet and mellow, making him eager to activate his magic power to stir it up, hoping to make the flavor spread faster.

The medicinal power spreads in countless strands, first passing through the lungs and then entering the meridians, sweeping away the stubborn ailments of the past, with only a tiny amount of the medicinal power being used up.

Then new medicinal power was generated, flowing through the meridians, then converging and splitting into three streams, which flowed towards the three dantian.

The lotus leaves trembled gently as they grew downwards, and the roots became increasingly firm.

On the lightning-struck wood, the new buds are growing ever greener.

The inner core spun, drawing upon the medicinal power bit by bit. The golden hue on its surface grew ever brighter, and the soul residing within it leaped with joy...

……

After an unknown amount of time, the golden elixir was finally refined.

Ding Lin opened his eyes. Although he had never had the chance to consume the Golden Elixir before, he had heard Yang Chan mention it when he was at Mount Hua. Therefore, he had some guesses in his mind. After slightly examining the changes in his body, his guesses became certain.

Both lightning-struck wood and lotus leaves are growing.

What's even more remarkable is that the faint golden mark on his inner core has completely solidified, a change that none of his previous adventures had brought about.

Compared to these, the increase of seven hundred years in cultivation seems insignificant.

Ding Lin originally had over five thousand years of cultivation, and with the addition of these seven hundred years, his cultivation level finally reached six thousand years.

After three steps, one has reached the final stage of cultivation in the mortal realm. Improving one's cultivation becomes increasingly difficult. Every thousand years is a threshold, a qualitative change. Without the right opportunity, most three-step demons can only be trapped in a cage for six thousand years. In other words, Ding Lin has already reached the average level.

Seven thousand years of cultivation is the minimum threshold for breaking through to the Immortal Realm.

Ding Lin turned his head and glanced to the side. Que Xian was still cultivating with her eyes closed. Her aura had returned to her primordial spirit, but due to her previous serious injuries and the fact that her cultivation was far inferior to Ding Lin's, her speed of refining the golden core was naturally much slower.

In fact, although this golden elixir was rich and not domineering, if she hadn't originally had a foundation of primordial spirit and her meridians and internal organs hadn't been strengthened, she simply wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

Ding Lin looked away, glanced around, and then looked up. The tightly closed palace doors and the high dome separated the inside from the outside.

That golden pill should only be interest; the real rewards of this adventure have not yet arrived.

Ding Lin was somewhat expectant.

……

one day.

Two days.

Five days after Ding Lin woke up, Que Xian finally opened her eyes. Zhou Sheng's aura was faint, clearly unable to control his surging magical power. Just like Ding Lin had at the time, she could not hide her excitement. After her excitement subsided, she cast a probing look at Ding Lin. Ding Lin shook his head. Although he had woken up earlier, he, like Que Xian, knew nothing about the outside world.

Seven more days passed. A letter came in from outside. It was from the same Heavenly General as before. His goodwill was even more obvious. He was all smiles and handed over a jade slip. After exchanging pleasantries for a while, he left.

The letter was from the Fifth Fairy. It said that everything outside had been settled, and that Ding Lin and the Magpie Fairy could rest assured. She also said that she was already working on their behalf and might be able to help them rise to a higher position in the Heavenly Court. However, since she had just been punished, she needed to entrust the matter to others, so it might not be done so quickly and would take some time. She asked them to be patient and wait for a while.

This wait lasted for a year.

For the first few days, he came every day, but as time went on, he came less and less. After delivering the jade slip, the Five Fairies never sent another word, and his attitude became increasingly indifferent. In the last three months, he has not shown his face at all.

"Brother Jin, has something happened outside again? Why don't we go back to the mountain?"

A year isn't a long time.

But with the added expectation, the days turned into years. At first, Que Xian was full of hope, but as time went by, she became more and more anxious and uncertain. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. Now, her feelings of loss have been amplified to the extreme.

"I'm afraid it's not as simple as us wanting to go back. Do you really think that the Heavenly Court is our mortal domain, where we can come and go as we please?"

Ding Lin said that the facts were just as he said. No one forced them to leave, nor did anyone force them to leave. The Magpie Fairy had tried several times, but was blocked by the heavenly soldiers guarding the gate. They were polite and indifferent, but their attitude was firm. They said that without a written order, they could not be allowed to leave.

Now they are like two specks of dust forgotten in a corner.

Ding Lin was alright. He had experienced loneliness before, and this level was not enough to make him lose his composure. He meditated cross-legged. The Heavenly Palace Holy Land was indeed extraordinary. In this year, without the aid of any pills, his cultivation level increased by a full ten years.

"Brother Jin, sigh... why do you seem so unconcerned!" Magpie Fairy complained.

Ding Lin stopped answering, looked up and silently gazed at the dome, his eyes deep.

Suddenly, a beam of light shone in, which was a little dazzling.

My thinking was a beat behind.

Ding Lin looked towards the palace gate, and the Heavenly General, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, reappeared in his field of vision. This time, he was in a position of companionship, serving a man in white with a beaming smile. He then turned to look at Ding Lin, nodded in acknowledgment, and his face regained its initial enthusiasm.

The man in white had a veil over his head. Ding Lin noticed that as he crossed the threshold, a small red garment underneath flashed by.

"By order of Lord Tiannu."

The man in white stopped, looked at Ding Lin, then at Que Xian, smiled slightly, showing enough goodwill, and then unfolded a roll of silk in his hand.

“There was a mountain god named Jinlin in the lower realm who had entered the celestial register early on. He had made great contributions to governing the mountains and rivers, so he was specially promoted one rank to the seventh grade and was assigned to serve in the Jade Pool as the land god of the Peach Garden.”

"Zuo Er Wenxi, who has also rendered meritorious service, is hereby ordered to transform into a magpie bridge and enter the Jade Pool together to serve as an official!"

Wenxi is the name of the Magpie Fairy.

The Peach Orchard... the Land!
Ding Lin's eyes lit up; the reward was even more generous than he had imagined.

The man in white put away the silk, his smile spreading wide. He waved his other hand, and two sets of robes appeared.

One set is a mix of blue and gray, the other is pure gray.

The set with the bluish-gray hue had an official seal pressed on it, while the other set, which was pure gray, only had half a seal on it.

(End of this chapter)