This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

A small incident, seemingly insignificant, was actually the most fundamental reason why Li Daoxuan always adhered to his original aspiration and cultivated the righteous path.

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The primordial spirit arrived at Taiyi Qingming Heaven, where many disciples were diligently cultivating.

Li Daoxuan glanced around, his expression somewhat surprised.

"Oh? What a coincidence?"

To the west of the Jade Capital Immortal Palace complex on Jade Capital Mountain, within a celestial palace cast in gold and jade, a powerful aura, sharp and piercing, faintly emanates.

A pure sword intent surged forth, condensing above the palace called Jinghong Immortal Palace into the shape of an ancient and naturally formed immortal sword.

"Like a sword..."

"Unexpectedly, it wasn't the most talented Mingyue who reached this stage first, but rather Jingshu, who joined the school the latest..."

Li Daoxuan smiled and murmured to himself.

At this moment, Qingfeng, Mingyue, Chen Xun, Ye Sanniang who had finally returned to Qingxu Mountain after many years of absence, and many inner disciples all arrived outside Jinghong Immortal Palace, their hearts filled with excitement as they watched this scene.

Ascending to immortality is the greatest wish and goal in the hearts of all Taoist disciples.

Although strictly speaking, Wang Jingshu's current state is not true immortality, for many Taoist disciples, being able to ascend to another, more expansive world is actually no different from becoming an immortal.

Holding a whisk, Qingfeng stood atop a mountain outside the Jinghong Immortal Palace, watching this scene and couldn't help but sigh:

"Mingyue, do you still remember what Jingshu looked like when she first joined the sect?"

Mingyue nodded gently and smiled:

"Of course I remember. Jing Shu came with her brother back then. She had been a disciple of our master for many years, but she was never able to enter a meditative state."

Qingfeng smiled and said:

"Cultivation, cultivation, its wonders are beyond words..."

With a smile in her eyes, Mingyue said softly:

"Actually, we were all wrong in the early years, even our master was wrong."

"Among all my fellow disciples, apart from my junior brother who possesses the fortune of the Ancestral Dragon, Jing Shu's talent and aptitude are the best."

"Jing Shu created the Sword Immortal lineage based on the 'One Like Sword Scripture'."

"Although it's just a technique, not the ultimate principle, it's enough to prove Jing Shu's talent."

"So she was able to take this step first..."

Qingfeng nodded in complete agreement.

The step they were referring to was not actually the formation of the Core Formation Earth Immortal, but rather breaking through the suppression of the Essence and Darkness Cave Heaven and crossing that invisible barrier.

Qingfeng, Mingyue, and Wang Jingshu had reached their cultivation limit many years ago, their magical power stuck at the level of 6,999 strands, and they were unable to advance any further.

Even with the assistance of Taiyi Qingmingtian, which was transformed from Yujing Mountain, and the nourishment of the spiritual veins transformed from Lingxi, they still couldn't overcome the threshold of entering the realm of seven thousand strands of magical power.

It wasn't that there wasn't enough spiritual energy, but rather that the suppression of heaven and earth in the Jingming Cave Heaven simply wouldn't allow them to cross this threshold.

It can be said that this threshold is the limit of the Jingming Cave Heaven.

The three men practiced diligently for many years, but there was still no progress.

Unexpectedly, Wang Jingshu was the first person to cross this threshold.

Even Li Daoxuan was somewhat surprised by this.

Without any deliberate calculation, everyone originally thought that Mingyue should be the first to cross over.

Chen Xun sat atop the mountain, with Ling tide's slightly ethereal little figure nestled beside him. Both of them sighed at the sight.

Having lived in the Jingming Cave Heaven for so many years, Chen Xun has personally experienced just how difficult it is to cultivate in this small cave heaven world.

To be able to take this step under the suppression of the will of heaven and earth is to be an extremely extraordinary genius.

Once such a person enters the Xuanhuang Great World, their future is absolutely unimaginable.

Just as everyone was anticipating Wang Jingshu's transformation, the world outside Taiyi Qingming Heaven suddenly began to churn.

The terrifying might of the heavens poured down in a mighty torrent.

Qingfeng and Mingyue's expressions changed drastically as they immediately recalled the scene when their junior brother underwent tribulation.

"choke..."

A sword cry pierced the sky.

The sword light flashed by in an instant.

It flew out of the Taiyi Azure Heaven from the gate of Yujing Mountain.

Qingfeng, Mingyue, and the others quickly chased after them.

Wang Jingshu sped eastward at an extremely high speed.

It eventually came to rest on the surface of the sea.

This sea area happens to be the place where Junior Brother Zhu Jiu underwent his tribulation back then.

On the coast, the Zulong Temple is a place of great religious activity, and for decades, peace and prosperity have prevailed throughout the land.

"Jing Shu..."

Qingfeng looked up at Wang Jingshu, who was standing on the cloud, and called out.

His tone was full of worry.

He immediately took out copper coins to divine the secrets of heaven.

"Senior brother, there's no need..."

Wang Jingshu's voice seemed to be imbued with a sense of majesty, emanating from the vast and boundless heavens.

Under that majestic sky, it appeared even more solemn.

Just then, a high-pitched dragon roar resounded.

The ancestral dragon statue in the Ancestral Dragon Temple seemed to come alive. Under the watchful eyes of many pilgrims and believers, it soared into the sky, flew out of the temple, and transformed into a giant dragon with a body of forty or fifty feet, circling in the sky.

"Xiao Jiu... Xiao Jiu has recovered..."

The gentle breeze and bright moon brought immense joy.

After so many years of cultivation, Zhu Jiu, who had originally died and vanished, finally regained his true form...

The dragon hovered in mid-air, eventually transforming into a young man dressed in a black robe with gold patterns.

It was none other than his junior brother, Zhu Jiu, from back then.

"Senior sister..."

Zhu Jiu looked at Wang Jingshu, who was poised to take off, and exclaimed with delight.

Wang Jingshu was equally overjoyed. She never expected that her choice of this sea area, merely to avoid harming innocent people, would actually activate the long-dormant Zhujiu.

"Xiao Jiu...you've recovered?"

Zhu Jiu smiled calmly, gazing at the sky, and said:

"No, but the time has come. Today is the day of my complete transformation."

Wang Jingshu also looked up at the sky, understanding dawning on her mind.

Jingming Cave Heaven is ultimately just a small cave world; it cannot simultaneously suppress two cultivators who have surpassed the limits of heaven and earth to ascend at the same time.

It was precisely because Zhu Jiu sensed this opportunity that he awoke ahead of schedule.

"Little Jiu, today we siblings will face this heavenly punishment together. I want to see if the heavens can stop me..."

Wang Jingshu raised her voice sharply, unleashing a terrifying sword intent. Her magical power condensed into a giant sword that reached for the sky, pointing towards the heavens with unparalleled dominance.

Overjoyed, Zhu Jiu revealed his true form once more and roared to the sky.

The will of heaven and earth seemed to sense the provocation of the two, and the heavenly might finally crashed down.

Endless lightning fell like rain, mixed with the power of heaven and earth, like a giant hammer tens of miles in diameter, smashing down on the two without reservation.

Just like when Candle Nine was destroyed last time.

However, compared to last time, it is obviously not so easy to destroy them this time.

Wang Jingshu is a disciple personally taught by the Dao Ancestor and possesses great fortune.

Zhu Jiu has been regulating the winds and rains of the world for decades, and has accumulated great merit.

The moment the punishment was about to arrive, it was weakened by at least half.

Wang Jingshu, riding her sword, questioned the heavens and declared sternly:

"Trying to stop me? Ask the sword in my hand if it will allow it..."

Sword beams shot out, and countless sword lights filled the heavens and earth.

Not to be outdone, Zhu Jiu was bathed in lightning, carrying the power of the four seas, and soared into the sky with a roar that had been suppressed for decades.

In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled.

As the lightning dissipated, a gap was directly broken in the power of divine punishment.

A terrifying wave swept out, creating a towering tidal wave.

The clouds in the sky were directly shaken apart, and the sunlight fell down again.

Qingfeng Mingyue steadied himself and looked up. He saw Zhujiu and Wang Jingshu shining brightly in the sky, like gods standing proudly in the void, looking down on the world.